Loving the idea of the batbros being so overly protective of each other especially Tim. specifically when he starts dating and the idea of him having sex or god forbid KISSING someone comes up. (As if he hasn't gone through like half of the young justice team) They are less than okay with it all..
Tim: Bruce I want to invite kon over for dinner is that okay?
Bruce: that's fine but is there any particular reason you're asking me instead of him just showing up like usual?
Tim: be wants a more formal 'meet the parents' dinner.
Bruce: oh? So you're dating?
Tim: ya, for a couple months now.
Bruce: well that's great I'm happy fo-
Jason from across the cave: WHAT?!?!
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Later that night at dinner
Jason, and dick staring daggers at kon
Bruce, surprisingly the most calm about all of this: so, how did this relationship come about?
Kon: it kinda just happened I think. We both liked each other for a while
Tim: ya I don't think we realized until the spin the bottle game tho
Dick*MAJOR SPIT TAKE*
Jason: YOU DEFILED MY BROTHER??!?
Kon, sweating, crying, throwing up:
Damian with his phone out: theres kryptonite in the second cabinet Todd!!!
There is now a video circulating of Bruce Wayne's kids attacking Lex Luthor's son and it creates such a huge scandal that in order to calm things down Kon and Tim have to announce their relationship so the public doesn't think these billionaires'families are going to kill each other. They get labeled as the romeo and Juliette of gotham/metropolis
Damian and Tim's last name have to be my favorite head cannon I've ever seen for the Batfamily.
Like let Damian have this one kind of childish thing.
His older brother's last name is literally dragon.
Of course he wants to call him that.
Also, I just wanna make it know. I did not know Drake meant duck but I've always known Drake meant dragon. So the tiny child obsessed with animals is gonna call him dragon.
I could also honestly see if a lot of Damians behaviors have roots in a childish, kind of imagination type thing.
Now realistically children who grew up in a traumatic environment, tend to make escapes in their own head. Or have fantasy worlds that they can take comfort in or find protection in.
So if you were a mini assassin child, who grew up in a world where magic actually exist, aka People can do really cool shit.
Would you not also maybe hold onto some kind of outdated or fantasy like beliefs?
Cause I'm gonna be really honest with you I do think Damian most likely realize his father was not actually that impressive, but do you think in his own mind being the heir to the bat. A prince might've had an appeal on another angle.
Honestly, so much of Damian really seems like a little kid trying to find power in a situation where he does not have any. I am not trying to talk shit about Damian This is meant of I always see discussions about Damien's behaviors and we always tend to give it like oh he must've been told this. Or this is a part of the league of assassins.
Yet so much of his kind of out there behaviors I feel like are a textbook PTSD thing.
Something I think is super important to remember is trauma and mental illness are very layered things. maybe Damien was told something along the lines, but then you combined an active imagination of a child trying to escape the harshness of what is going on in his life. Then you add more trauma on top of it. It really tends to twist into like this giant ball of twine that it would take 400 Therapists and psychologist's to unwind.
Instead, you get Dick Grayson with some hopes and dreams and that's about it.
Heya Mun!! :] it's glad to have the ask box back but remember the warning for the other stuff -w- please stay safe! I am curious tho!
DCxDP prompt of mine, it's short, and a dead tired ship! :]
Danny Fenton and Tim Drake are mortal enemies on Twitter, they beef like crazy on the craziest things and almost everything, But sometimes they'd team up to cancel People who they both think deserves to be taken down.
Their arguments are very entertaining for many, Until one Day, Danny posts him and Tim Drake on a date, holding hands with the caption.
"Guess our arguments isn't the only thing I'll win between us 🤭 #MortalEnemiesToLovers? #DateNight"
And it's public, Both of their platforms has a lot followers.
That's my prompt! Stay Safe and I hope you're doing well Mun/Rbook!(Can I call you that?)
- A.E. 👻
Danny Fenton's and Tim Drake's Twitter rivalry was the stuff of legends. Starting out nearly eight years ago, when both were the ripe-to-tongue-lash age of thirteen and had come to a disagreement over Batman.
At the time, Batman had established himself as a well-known figure to the public eye, but he was also known for his few sightings and brutal take-downs. Even with the Justice League established a few years prior, people at the time debated whether Batman was a hero or a vigilante. And although some argue the word was enxchanable, there was a certain nuance to the whole debate- Hero meant good for society, while vigilante meant someone looking to break it. Tim Drake was a firm member of "Batman is a hero", while Danny Fenton argued "Batman is a vigilante."
It wasn't uncommon to see two teenagers arguing online, but what made their arguments so entertaining was the utter brilliance in their insults. Tim Drake brought cold, hard facts, sightings, and testimonies of those saved by Batman. Danny Fenton shows crime statistics, civil laws of police brutality, and child soldier PTSD reports with the two different Robins slapped next to them. In the middle of all these fast and intelligent debates, the boy snuck in insults that had no foul language yet somehow always made people do a double take.
A fan favorite was the screenshot that quickly became a beloved meme. Danny Fenton's "You only claim he's a hero because you are likely writing from inside a warm house, safely away from the gang violence. You should go check up on your mom- by the smell of rotting fish, I say she's on the corner street of crime alley earning your lunch. Batman pissed off the local gang, so her usual corner is more dangerous than normal."
Tim Drake's one sentence respond was just as beloved. "You know that smell well, huh? Considering it's what you smelled crawlling out of your mother"
A little-known fact about Danny Fenton was that he was very close to his mother. From that moment on, the two would be at eachother's throats. Slinging insults at each other, even when the situation had nothing to do with the other boy. They went through different stages of online fame, some more successful than the others. Not just on Tumblr, but on streaming services- Tim- to paranormal hunting videos- Danny- to extreme skateboarding videos- Tim- and even singing and cooking - Danny.
The internet knew and loved the two. They were famous in the new way that online stars were. Fast, out of nowhere, hours and hours of content that was hard to explain the enjoyment of, and most of all, only the youth knew their faces.
Until Danny Fenton and Tim Drake were invited as guests to the most popular sitcom. The writers of the episode intended for the main character to join one of the internet stars' teams against the main love interest, who was on the other internet star's side. Their episode was so enjoyable, and their acting so great, that the two landed more minor roles, and soon their stardom boomed.
Eventually, Tim Drake retired from acting after one major role in a large-budget film that topped the charts, while Danny Fenton switched from acting to singing much earlier. Danny's singing made him one of the biggest celeberties and he toured the world with millions of fans screaming his name.
He found time to argue with Drake as much as possible, no matter how far or how unimportant Drake was slowly starting to become. Fans who were there from the first tweet loved to see their success.
But most of all, they loved the rivalry- the beef that felt it could expand to generations if given enough time to simmer. Then, nine years later, Danny Fenton abruptly posted a tweet that sent a good chunk of the internet into a frenzy.
A picture of him holding Drake's hand as the other man slept on his leg. The caption read Guess our arguments aren't the only thing I'll win between us 🤭 #MortalEnemiesToLovers? #DateNight"
No explanation. No warning. Not even a joke.
Fans were quick to claim the post false, claiming someone created it, but Fenton was determined to make sure everyone knew he had a boyfriend and it was him who asked the other out first. Fenton continued to mention Drake as much as before, but now it was just a "That's my boyfriend!" comment, as smug as a cat with cream as possible.
No one knew how, when, or why their relationship changed, but there were rumors that it had something to do with Phantom and Red Robin. Though no one could ever figure out how those four were connected.
It was a weird time for the generation of early internet kids. A strange change to a long-standing war, but after a while, it became a long-standing love story.
Someone wrote a whole movie about it.
Tim Drake and Danny Fenton starred in it. It was another global chart topper.
HIII HIII!! Sorry if this is bad it’s my first time requesting something but I absolutely LOVE the Batman angst could we (as in me) have more please? ALSO YOUR WRITING IS AMAZINGGG
Thank you so much! I wrote that for you and I hope you like it, maybe I can make it a series if you guys want.
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The Forgotten Twin
°Part 1. °Part2. °Part3. °Part4
Y/N al Ghul had always been the disappointment.
From the moment he and Damian were born, their grandfather, Ra’s al Ghul, had seen the potential in Damian—the ruthless precision, the killer instinct, the perfect heir to the Demon’s Head. But Y/N? He was soft. Gentle. He couldn’t bring himself to hurt anyone, not even in training.
"Pathetic," Ra’s had sneered, gripping Y/N’s chin with bruising force. "If you cannot wield a blade, then you will serve the one who can."
And so, Y/N became Damian’s shadow—his silent attendant, his slave.
When Talia brought them to Gotham to live with their father, Bruce Wayne, Y/N had hoped foolishly that things would be different. But nothing changed.
Bruce chose Damian as Robin.
Of course he did.
Damian was strong. Skilled. A warrior.
Y/N? He was nothing.
The Manor was vast, but Y/N had never felt more suffocated.
Dick Grayson the first Robin, the golden child spent every waking moment training Damian, teaching him restraint, laughing with him. When Y/N passed by, Dick would offer a polite "Hey" or "Good morning," but his eyes never lingered. His smiles were reserved for Damian.
Jason Todd was worse. The Red Hood was a storm of anger and gunfire, always clashing with Bruce. Y/N avoided him entirely. The few times Jason had glanced his way, Y/N had frozen, heart pounding, waiting for the inevitable "What are you looking at?"
Tim Drake… hated him.
Y/N didn’t even know why. Maybe it was because Damian had attacked Tim when they first met. Maybe it was because Tim saw Y/N as just another al Ghul—a threat. Whatever the reason, Tim’s glare was like ice. He refused to sit near Y/N at meals, always choosing the farthest seat.
And Bruce?
Y/N’s father was a ghost.
Every time Y/N mustered the courage to speak to him, Bruce would cut him off with a distracted "Not now" or "Later, Y/N."
So Y/N stopped trying.
The twins’ birthday arrived.
The dining hall was decorated, a mountain of gifts piled in front of Damian’s chair. Alfred had baked a cake—Damian’s favorite flavor.
Y/N’s seat was empty. No presents. No acknowledgment.
"This is childish," Damian scoffed, arms crossed. But Dick was grinning, ruffling his hair. "Come on, Dami, lighten up!"
Y/N forced a smile. "Happy birthday, Damian." He placed a small, wrapped box beside his twin—a book on ancient art, something Damian had once mentioned liking.
Damian didn’t even look at it.
"Movie night!" Dick announced, slinging an arm around Damian’s shoulders. "You in, Little D?"
Damian rolled his eyes but followed.
Y/N stood there, heart aching. He wanted to join them. To laugh with them. To be seen.
But he didn’t move.
What if they didn’t want him there?
What if they told him to leave?
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Y/N turned and walked upstairs—alone.
Y/N lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
This was his routine.
School. Homework. Dinner. Silence.
He liked school, at least. The other students didn’t know he was a Wayne. They talked to him like he was normal. Like he mattered.
But here? In this house?
He was nothing.
A weakling. A failure.
Maybe if I were stronger… Maybe if I could fight like Damian…
But he couldn’t. And he wouldn’t.
Because no matter how much it hurt, Y/N refused to become what Ra’s al Ghul wanted.
Even if it meant being forgotten.
Even if it meant being unloved.
That night, as muffled laughter echoed from the TV room below, Y/N pressed his palms against his eyes.
Wait let’s have an au where reverse robins meet normal order robins. Like dimension hopping or smth.
And it’s the reverse robins that have the hardened Bruce Wayne. Because this Bruce didn’t start with eight year old Dick Grayson who he identified with so much, who he saw so much of himself in. He didn’t have the child acrobat who kept him on his toes, who taught him to see the light in the darkness, who made him laugh with corny puns and silly jokes, who ran around Gotham in bright colors with an even brighter smile.
This Bruce’s first child was a thirteen year old Damian who’d been raised by the League of Assassins. The two of them had their own darkness, and no one to shed any light on the situation. There was no mediator, no buffer. Alfred tried, he really did, but neither Wayne really listened to him about the other, the two of them so caught up in their own conceptions of each other.
Then a few years later, the neighbor boy stops by and tells Bruce Wayne that he knows he’s Batman. He insists on joining him, on helping him. But thirteen year old Tim Drake still has parents who are alive and well at this point. Bruce allows him to join in on training, but he and Damian are ruthless with Tim. He’s not allowed out with them until he can pass their tests. And he does by the time he’s 14, but now he’s bitter and jaded about how harsh they were. He ends up going off on his own when he’s 17, and then Bruce quickly acquires one 14 year old Jason Todd.
Bruce lets Jason out much sooner than he had Tim, because he realize she was sort of lonely now without Tim. Damian is based in Blüdhaven at this point, he’s not around too often.
Then a year and a half later, Jason gets killed by the Joker and it sends Bruce into a spiral.
Jason eventually returns as the Red Hood, and he has a vendetta against the Batfamily until he clams down. He’s 18 when that happens.
And then Damian Wayne is the one who attends the circus when it’s in town. Damian is the one who takes Dick in, who sees a shadow of what his own father might have been like when his parents died. And he doesn’t want this bright little boy to turn out like his father did. He doesn’t want anyone turning into Batman.
So Dick and Damian become the dynamic duo. Damian doesn’t let Dick out into Gotham until he’s had two years of training, when he’s 10 years old. Dick had figured out pretty much right away that the Waynes were all the bats. Damian was actually so insanely proud that this boy he now calls his son was so quick to figure them all out.
But Bruce is jaded at this point. His kids hardly talk to him, to each other. He does love having a grandson, but he has no idea how to show it, how to interact with Dick out of costume. Batman interacts with Robin sometimes, but Robin sticks mainly to Blüdhaven with Flamebird.
Bruce is the kind of grandpa who pats Dick awkwardly on the shoulder when he sees him, asks him how school is (and says the wrong grade when he asks), and then gives Dick a hundred bucks and tells him it’s been nice catching up.
“Does Grandpa not like me?” Dick asks Damian one day when they’re driving home from the manor.
“I think you’re actually his favorite,” Damian tells him, a bit of a laugh in his voice. “He just is very bad with emotions, Richard.”
“Him and the rest of this weirdo family,” Dick snorts, and Damian laughs with him. “He still thinks I’m in fourth grade.”
“Well, grandfathers arent known for having the best memories.”
Dick grins at Damian. Grandpa Bruce isn’t the best, but he does try.
And so when they meet the normal version of the Batfamily? Where Dick is the oldest and Bruce is actually a decent dad? It’s such a mindfuck.
“Told you the pipsqueak was his favorite,” reverse-Jason snorts to the others. “Look at them, they’re practically a normal family!”
“You call this normal?” Normal-Jason asks.
Meanwhile, reverse-Bruce just keeps a hand firmly on the top of reverse-Dick’s head as he stares at this mirrored version of his family. Because now he can’t help but wonder how much better off his family would’ve been if Dick had just come into his life a decade or so earlier.
Sometimes I feel like us as the bat family fandom forget how starry eyed people get about Nightwing canonically.
Because with the exception of early era Tim most of the Batkids are like. lol that’s my loser older brother or some variation of yeah…he’s some guy I guess? He helps me with homework?
And Nightwing is the canonically a center of multiversal light.
When Heroes meet Nightwing they do the vigorous handshake and the “it’s an honor to meet you sir, I have heard so much about you oh my god”
There are so many character where they are literally shown giggling and kicking their feet whenever Nightwing talks to them.
Even the people who don’t have the celebrity level worship of him respect the hell out of him and call him as soon as they need help.
From raven to Starfire to Superman to Superboy to all or the flashes there is so much respect and awe given to this one dude.
And it is deserved
But imagine you are Damian Wayne and you’ve been working with what 90% of the people you’ve met (all bats) have been calling an embarrassment to your father’s legacy.
Your mother hates him and your Grandfather doesn’t feel that strongly about him.
The red hood calls him an embarrassment and a coward and he couldn’t even keep Red Robin from running away.
Your father tells him that he never should have been Batman
And you’ve worked with him and you know what you think everyone is full of shit about him and you and him the new Batman and Robin are the best no matter what anyone says.
And fuck it the fact he keeps going in a suit that everyone tells him he’s not good enough for is scratching something in your brain that you’re refusing to acknowledge because why would you feel that way? You are the circus freak have nothing in common (shut up)
And then you meet the justice league and all the extended teams.
And people are falling over themselves to listen to a word out of your brothers, your Batman’s mouth. They wait for a nod or headshake and dictate decades worth of planning on it.
Both Drake and Todd’s hero teams ask him for advice with or without their designated bats presence.
The man of steel asks for child rearing advice and wonder woman cracks a joke about a spar
Newer heroes whisper about him in the halls
He’s literally your favorite hero’s favorite hero
And it’s breaking Damian’s Brain
Because well… he kinda gets slapped around in Gotham. He’s the butt of half the jokes the other Batkids make and Dick just smiles and takes it.
The rogues have a bounty on nightwings ass and he gets leered at by goons, rogues, civilians and anti-hero’s alike and he doesn’t say anything.
He lets oracle crack jokes about a pretty face and having to do everything herself
Let’s Jason run the alley despite the fact that apparently he knows how to take it back
Apparently he’s had 12 people tailing Drake since Paris and despite being the man Ra’s Al Ghul calls detective has yet to notice. (Because you can’t tell me Dick was just magically at the right place to catch Tim falling to his death on coincidence)
And necessary to peace talks because he’s the best they have at deescalation
Like imagine you are a child who was raised to believe power is this obvious, all consuming thing. That the ones who control the board are visibly larger than life figures who fought their way to the top and cling to power by even the thinnest hangnail if they had to.
People who ignore simpler morals or an overall greater goal or good
And then you’re taken in by the man who whispers the correct answers into the larger than life figures ear.
Like I feel like that would have such an impact because Dick didn’t take power from anyone to reach his goals, it’s why his siblings don’t really defer to him unless in crisis.
Dick didn’t take power, no people just looked at him and decided he was the best option to give it to.
Everyone basically looked at this kid and went, yeah you’re the future of all heroism.
And if that dude can’t even get Bruce Wayne’s respect what chance does Damian Wayne have
There's something precious about Dick and Tim compared to Bruce.
I'm not saying Bruce loves them more than he loves the other children. Not at all. I'm not saying they get special treatment or anything
And Jason's death wrecked Bruce, almost irreparably.
However.
Dick was his first. The light to his darkness, the perfect blend of him and who he should have become that foils him so well, who brings out the best in him, who is his baby. His guiding light.
Tim was his savior. The one who brought him back from the edge, the one who's light shone so brightly he had no choice but to retreat back into the familiar darkness of the Cave and Manor and not the free falling abyss he was in after Jason's death. His light at the end of the tunnel.
Dick understands him in a way no one else can, and no one else ever will. He learned Bruce from the beginning, the youngest, the oldest, the most well versed. He was the test dummy that made Bruce the dad he was to Jason.
Tim understands him in a way no one else can, and no one else ever will. He learned Bruce at his very worst, and watched him piece himself together to become whole again for Cass and Steph and Damian and Duke.
They are a reflection of Bruce to the highest degree- his anger, his longing for things to be right, to look out for the little people, his ability to puzzle together everything and work that detective skill.
(Jason and Damian both mention how they aren't as strong detectives and prefer action, while both Tim and Dick are complimented for their detective work and it is openly acknowledged by Bruce and others)
Anyway.
Bruce and Dick and Bruce and Tim are elite and I love them and.... anyway
Batman found himself in one room, while his three sons were trapped in separate, perilous chambers. The villain, Bill, a man obsessively devoted to puzzles and traps, was the mastermind orchestrating this twisted game.
Bill: Okay, Batman, take your pick. In fact, I’m feeling generous. Whoever you pick to not be in the next game is out for the rest of the game. You both can be spectators, but which son do you choose to exclude? Nightwing, Red Hood, or Red Robin? Who will live and—
Batman (in a panic, pressing the intercom button): Red Hood! Red Hood! Jason, Jason, Jason! I choose Jason.
Bill paused, slowly cackling behind his hand. Batman's face turned pink with embarrassment as Red Hood stood frozen, stunned, while everyone stared at him in disbelief.
Bill (mocking): Aww, that's so sweet and hilarious cause your other sons look maaad!
Nightwing (sighing, taking off his mask for a moment to rub his eyes): Daughter of a bastard, I knew he was going to pick him.
Red Robin (hands on his hips): There was no hesitation there at all.
Batman (stumbling): Um… you see… you two didn’t die like he did, and I can't risk him dying again cause... nobody wants to die twice. Plus, you both are more acrobatic, so you can handle the next trap better. Jason is tall and… bigger, and I can't—he doesn’t want to die a second time. So Ja—I mean, Red Hood, leave the room.
Red Hood (nervous): C- C- Can I leave?
Bill: Yeah, sure… this is just too funny to me. Head on out, golden child.
Red Hood left the trap room. Nightwing and Red Robin exchanged glances and sighed.
Red Robin (done with this nonsense): I am so going to stab this Bill guy if I survive this.
Nightwing: I know why you chose him, but that’s hurtful.
Red Robin: I lost my parents after becoming a Robin, but sure, pick the guy who fell for a trap to save his mom.
Batman: Don’t talk bad about your brother like that— I’m not helping my case.
Red Hood (standing next to Batman): Nope. But I appreciate the save.
Tim is the heir to Wayne Enterprises, an amazing detective, Bruce’s crutch after Jason’s death, saved Batman from Time shenanigans, has led multiple super hero teams, probably looks the most like Bruce, and I just really like Tim, okay?
Also, his siblings would be super jealous.
I think it would start as Bruce wanting to make it up to Tim because everyone else always needed his attention more or was the favorite child.
Tim is absolutely craves approval from others, especially Bruce, he revels in it, that is his childhood idol! Tim is the kid that will put in his all if you so much as pat his head.
Damian: Do you find that father has been spending more, both monetarily and time wise, with Drake lately
Dick: I don’t think so, but I guess we don’t spend as much time at home as you do… Jason, you notice anything?
Jason: He spends a lot of time with YJ, so I haven’t even talked to him in a week
Damian, shrugging and walking away: I see mayhaps it is my imagination that father has been favoring Drake
Dick and Jason go down into the cave
Tim: …and that’s all for the security systems update. I’m not sure if we wanted to up the bioscans for the kryptonians though.
Bruce: This is great, Tim. Good job.
Tim, about to cry under his domino: thank you
Dick and Jason look at each other, mouthing good job??? This is great???
Bruce: You wanted to do another public appearance on Tuesday to distract from the Dillard case. Let’s go to the Auction on 3rd, they have a D-200 Martin up, and a 1959 Gibson if you just want a good guitar to play with.
Tim, looking directly at his brothers: Wow, that sounds great, Dad
Tim, blinking Morse code: suck it, he likes me more
Later Tim would proceed to show everyone else up with the better Father’s Day present, and come winter Tim would beat his siblings Christmas attempts into the dirt with 8 amazing Hanukkah presents.
Tim: I will admit that I may have kidnapped you, but it was for a really good reason
Danny: YOU WHAT?! YOU'RE LIKE SEVEN!
Tim: I'm actually nine, but I am small for my age, so I'll let that slide. I took you because I want to make a deal. You need a place to hide until you're eighteen, and I need someone who can protect Robin until he's eighteen. We can help each other out. I provide lodging, meals, and education should you like it, by day and you become my hero's bodyguard by night
Danny: WHAT?!
Tim: Do you always yell when talking or that your normal voice?
Danny: I...look kid I just need time to process. I mean the last thing I remember I was eating a free burrito that somone....handed to me....*gasp* You tampered my free food!?
Tim: Yes. It was quite easy, actually. I normally wouldn't have done it, but I need someone to protect Robin. Last night, he got hurt in the field, and Batman yelled at him. I'm worried they'll break apart soon if it happens again. I will not survive the Dynamic Duo falling out.
Danny: I wont survive being thier protector either! Do you know what will happen to me once word gets around that Danny Fenton resurfaced to fight crime?
Tim: I suspect the parents you're running from will find you but not to fear. You'll be in disguise by night and by day. I can make you my Dad's illegitimate son with fake papertrail. Daniel Drake will have no connection to Danny Fenton or Poltergeist, the friendly ghost protector.
Danny: Oh, and your folks will be okay with that, I'm so sure. Every couple wants to find out the husband has an illegitimate son.
Tim: Yes, they are totally fine with it! I asked for permission from them last night. Mom is excited to dramatically welcome you into the house after she publicly confronts Dad about it. He wants to say he had you with a maid who he proposed to only to find out she had been stealing from the company and used him for his body and money. He said he always wanted to have a romantic scandal.
Danny: ......
Danny: You're an odd family
Tim: Thank you! So will you do it?
Danny: What the hell, why not. I'm tired of the streets anyway. People handed out drugged burritos there. It ain't safe.
Tim: *Squeal* Thank you, big brother! You're the bestest brother in the whole world.
Bruce, who has found the perfect partner in Tim and is absolutely not ready for that to change: I think you mean he's your Robin. Not mine though, stay safe y'all.
Damian getting pissed off at Bruce shortly after coming to the manor and in a fit of childish anger yells ‘you can’t tell me what to do, YOU AREN’T MY FATHER!’
what he meant was in an emotional sense, because he didn’t know the man for the first decade of his life, but paranoid-Bruce-Wayne immediately starts to wonder if Talia’s fucking with him in some way. Damian, still pissed off and wanting to make Bruce suffer in any way he can, takes all the information he has at his disposal regarding his mother and father and decides in a brilliant moment of childish stupidity to do this:
Damian: no, you are not my father. but being as my biological father trained under you, mother decided you would still be the best option to guide me.
Bruce, eyeing Dick: i TRAINED your father?
Dick, incredulously: I DIDN’T-!?!
Damian: No. Jason Todd however, after he was revived via Lazarus Pit, did.
Bruce:
Dick:
Tim, quietly from the sidelines, popcorn in hand: holy shit…
~later~
Damian, climbing through the window of Jason’s safe house: Akhi! three things. one, i told father, Grayson, and Drake that you are alive-
Jason, sat with a mouthful of pasta: wh-
Damian: -two, i told them your identity as the Red Hood, and three, i told them you are my biological father.
Jason:
Jason:
Jason: why would you-
Damian: i was mad and impulsive.
Jason:
Jason, taking a deep breath: well that tracks if we’re pretending you’re my kid.
Damian: i knew i could count on you.
Jason: to freak those idiots out? always.
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