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Guards! Put the blond man in spandex in situations!

Welcome to the Star Spider Grace AU Pilot! Here’s the previous Initial concepts . Me & Sam have been brewing this concept and now we’re both into too deep. Dunno how many chapters I will draw but anyway-

NEXT (ISSUE #1 / ISSUE#2 (already on my ko-Fi!)

Fics inspired by this concept:

please it would be so funny. Simon “no one on Eden likes to think this way but doesn’t it make more sense if a few spaceships disappeared instead of everything else” iron lung is feeling SO vindicated what.

Tim has a bunch of aliases, as in a ridiculous amount of aliases, that he uses for bat work or annoy his siblings.

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Cass, needing to call for internet problem at her condo.

Tim, over the phone: Hello, this is Peter Johnson of customer support, how may I help you?

Cass: Hi Tim

Tim: Who's Tim? My name is Peter.

Cass: My WiFi has been cutting off suddenly

Tim: I'll have it fixed

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Dick on his own undercover mission watching Tim pass by in full clown get up while maintaining eye contact: ....

Dick, whispering: what the fu-

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Jason: ...

Tim wearing a mustache: May have your order, sir?

Jason: What are you doing here? How are you here?

Tim: Sir, are you feeling okay?

Jason: You shouldn't even be here!

Tim, in mocked concern and ready to start shit: Sir, please calm down or we would ask you to leave the establishment.

Jason: No! You cant do this here, we are in Russia for Gotham's sake!

Jason was thrown out of the restaurant with a lifetime ban.

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Damian was sent to the guidance counsellor only to see Tim in a wig, dress, and heels. He proceeded to turn around and walked home.

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Stephanie in Tim's base with his 2 storey closet: it's like barbies dreamhouse in here.

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Barbara swears she saw Tim enter the library with 8 different personas the past week alone.

Tim approaching the info desk: Hi, can I-

Barbara: You know you can come to me as Tim right?

Tim: My name is Jeff, maam.

every three months he'll post and in the author's note there's some shit like "sorry this took a while, i got shot seven times :/" or "i know it's been a minute, i literally got hit by a bus and then stabbed in the leg, but i'm all good!" or sometimes ned would log in and post with a note "hey i'm a friend posting on the author's behalf, they're healing from severe hypothermia but promised an update, so here it is!"

and the fic just gets increasingly more popular for the author notes alone. a good handful of the comments are something along the lines of "i'm not even in the star wars fandom, i'm just here to see if the author is good" or "every update i cheer for another day the author gets to live at this point"

and any reader who is a native new yorker kind of pieces together that holy shit the author might be spider-man because the timeline adds up, and they just fully embrace it. spider-man will stop a robbery and the guy behind the counter will ask when the next chapter will be up. spider-man returns a stolen backpack to a girl and she'll tell him that he "really got poe's voice down so well, it's really impressive."

ned thinks it is hilarious. mj finds out about the fic from twitter, to peter's absolute horror, and changes peter's contact name to "friendly neighborhood ao3 author". but the worst thing to happen is after an avengers battle where peter took a pretty big hit and ends up in med-bay. and during a press conference, when someone asks how spider-man is healing, tony just drops "spidey won't be down for too long. the star wars fic will be updated within the week, probably."

“Can I use your arm to try out make up pigments in store?” “I mean, yeah, but not sure it’s going to actually help you figure out what suits you.”

“I thought you said he is your cousin.” “I honestly don’t even know how he is related. We might not be related by blood at all, but… Yeah, he’s my cousin.”

“Babe, I heard a noise in the basement.” “Yup, got it.”

whispering “I’m full.” “My mom is not going to let you leave without trying dessert, so suck it up.”

“You smell good. Did you steal my products?” “Steal them? I sampled, in great detail, every single one.” “I’m just glad you’re off the 5 in one.”

“Why did you kiss me so aggressively out of nowhere?” “The waiter thought we were siblings.” “Frankly, that raises more questions than it answers them.”

“So, what are we gonna do for dinner.” “… This is dinner.” “It’s 5.30.” “Yeah…?” “This is not dinner.”

the chain reaction a single yawn can cause

the sense to recognize something that looks human but is not quite human (uncanny valley)

getting songs stuck in their heads

the urge to sneeze but being unable to do so

not being able to breathe from laughter sometimes

the reactions caused by tickles

acting fairly casual about pain in their most vital body parts (head)

Team Cosmic Mistakes

And what terrible crimes against the balance of the Multiverse are they guilty of?

Donna Troy: died and came back to life

Jason Todd: died and came back to life

Tim: (gets sent a link by kon) hmm. Oh what the fuck.

Jason: what is it?

Damian: (intrigued trying to peak at Tim’s phone)

Tim: well that’s just fucking weird.

Jason: dude what is it.

Damian: (finally seeing what time was sent) HA. Oh my god that’s fucking great.

Jason: okay what the fuck is it.

Tim: sighs. Kon found a fanfic about me.

Jason: what

Tim: so a fanfic is basically-

Jason: I know what it is. But why of you

Damian: yeah why. You’re not very interesting.

Tim: Umh rude.

Jason: okay what is it.

Damian: apparently Tim is an omega

Jason: OH SHIT. Oh my god. Holy fuck.

Tim: it’s not that funny.

Damian: yes it is.

Jason: (dying of laughter) oh that’s fucking great.

Tim: well at least I have fanfics about me.

Damian: if theres one of you. Theres got to be one of Todd.

Jason: we’re totally going to search right.

Tim: yes.

A few moments later

Damian: I would never say that! Or wear that.

Tim: yeah you’re not very well written in this one.

Jason: yeah. Also why would they age you up.

Damian: I don’t know. It’s so stupid.

Tim: I mean at least you’re not turned into a baby. This one literally used my baby picture.

Jason: Jesus Christ.

Damian: yeah but like I’m fifteen. Why age me up.

Jason: I don’t know people are weird.

Tim: we should call dick. Get him to read his.

Dick: (who ended up coming over) this is so wrong.

Tim: I know right like we’re real people.

Dick: not that. The writer doesn’t even remotely understand basic gymnastics.

Jason: yeah I had one that made me a twink.

Damian: apparently in this one I’m Richard’s secret child. That father adopted to hide a scandal.

Tim: what the fuck.

Jason: oh try this one. It says I’m a secret crime lord.

Tim: uh Jason

Damian: (raises a brow at Jason)

Jason: what.

Dick: you are a crime lord.

And then Selina and Bruce start patching things up, and their relationship starts getting healthier, and Jason's sweating.

Selina: Before we move forward, I need you to know I have a son.

Bruce: A son? Since when?

Selina: Just let me know if it's too much for you

Bruce: ???

Bruce: I have seven children, of course it's alright

Selina: Ok good

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The wedding is getting closer. Jason is going insane

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Bruce: So this son of yours, when will I get to meet him?

Selina: He's very private, but I think you'll like him

Selina: His name is Jason

Bruce, solemn: I had a son named Jason. I wish you'd gotten to meet him. You would've loved him.

Selina: What was he like?

Bruce: He was a bleeding heart. He was my second Robin, but you've never met him out of uniform before.

Selina: I remember him! Do you have a picture? I might've met him in the alley.

Bruce: Of course

-Bruce pulls out his wallet, and shows her a picture-

When your LITTLE brother stops being little (relatable)