#kitten!tim

Oh my gosh took me forever to color this but it's finally done! Bonus thing for unrelated Stray au Timkon idea My older sister and I both thought of idea for this

Noticed I don't think I ever posted this! I'll make a colored one later! but this is my Kitten/Stray designs for Tim Inspo from some of Tim's and Cat woman's different outfits and some of Tim's too! (Side note: he has a tasers on his back/collar of his outfit. So it someone try's to pick him up like a cat it tazzes them)

NO BATCEST FOR MY KITTEN TIM! Shoo shoo!

YO!

That’s so freaking cute! Tim would be doing it all the time, like, that is their welcoming toward each other. And Bruce finds it childish and annoying but Clark thinks it’s adorable and licks to do it to Bruce. Bruce gets mad and chases him around and Tim and Kon are watching them.

4 Drabbles left~

2/?: Zatanna observed the affected pair and coolly responded, "Don't worry, Dick; as far as spells go, this one is fairly simple. It shouuld wear off by Sunday." Dick swallowed. It was Friday. "Well, it's just--can you make them sleep it off or something?" Zatanna laughed. "What, you don't like the creepy stare? That's what cats are for, right?" Dick sighed. "I guess so. It's just--he looks like he's going to scratch me to death or something."

3/?: Bruce had perched the entirety of his large, furry black self on the arm of the couch and sat completely motionless, giving Dick a stare that could chill Doomsday to the core. Dick shuddered and averted his eyes, catching sight of the tiny calico kitten curled up underneath the side table. Tim's eyes pleaded with him, and he attempted to push himself farther under the table only to push it into the wall. It thumped audibly, loudly. Bruce's tail twitched. He'd found his kitten.

4/?: Bruce leapt off the couch and peered under the side table, meowing at Tim. The kitten-boy just mewled back, pathetically. Bruce stamped one paw on the ground, and Tim mewled again before reluctantly crawling out from his hiding place. Dick watched in shock as Bruce carefully picked Tim up by the scruff of his neck and padded over to the cushy rug, Tim dangling, limp and placid, from his mouth. He gently placed Tim on the rug and laid down beside him, curling around him.

5/5: Bruce licked the top of Tim's head a few times. Tim mewled again, but it sounded patient. At last, Bruce used his chin to push Tim's head down onto the rug. That was when he noticed that Dick was still watching. He let out a fierce meow, as if to say, "Don't you dare tell a soul." Dick spread his hands. "I didn't see a thing," he said. Satisfied, Bruce laid his head down.

I'M DEAD WITH THE CUTE.  DEAD I TELL YOU.

Oh my gosh kitten!Tim and cat!Bruce, with his evil glare at Dick, lol.  Of course he would creepily glare at Dick, lolol.  Oh my gosh, super adorable.  

And of course Tim would be scruffed by Bruce.  IT'S TOTALLY CANON!  :DD