#batcowmaster

[kryptonianclone-archived]

“I know that violence is not the answer, but… Yes, it is.”

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Wow. Really? Right here? In the pet store? Colour Kon confused. Damian had jumped at the chance to go to the pet store to get Titus a gift. Conner had said that he'd let Damian bring the dog with him and he could hang out on the farm but shit happens in Gotham and you end up having to leave your prized pooch with your butler. Now Damian was staring down a woman in the dog toy aisle who had reached for the same toy that Damian had. She was insisting that she had grabbed it first and that Kon should learn how to control his child better. Kon was taken aback. How fucking rude. "Yeah you should listen to him lady! He bites!" Kon said encouring her. No one told him how to parent a child that wasn't even his. How dare she. "My son is wonderful, don't accuse me of rasing him badly when you're the one having beef with a fourteen year old over a dog toy. Grow up."

[nrth-wind-a]

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Tim had walked the entirety of the manor’s floorplan, starting with the Cave, and then up from there. Hands in his pockets as he strolled the long hallways, he’d called for Damian so much that his name almost sounded like it wasn’t even a word anymore-- and still, he’d had no answer. 

And perhaps that wouldn’t have been strange on its own; after all, what reason did Damian have to answer him? Except that he’d also thrown in a few  mentions of Bruce looking for him, and that he was probably going to be given a new assignment. But even at those, there hadn’t been the slightest hint of movement, indicating that Damian... wasn’t in the manor. 

Of course, he had to be, because they’d have known if he’d left. 

All of this then added up to the very obvious conclusion that Damian was hiding somewhere, somewhere where he thought he might not be found-- because he didn’t want to be found. 

Unfortunately for Damian, Tim had one thing that he had been asked to do then, and it was quite literally the exact opposite of that, so even if he was sure it was the worst idea in the world to disturb the kid when he didn’t want to be disturbed, Tim soldiered on anyhow and slipped up to the attic. 

From there, it was child’s play to get onto the roof, and-- victory!-- true to Tim’s hunch, Damian was there. 

But before Tim could make himself a nuisance enough to send Damian back downstairs, something in the kid’s posture, in the expression on his face, in the fact that he’d self-isolated without so much as a warning or a request that he not be bothered, that gave Tim pause.

Making his footfalls quiet but still obvious, he approached Damian slowly, almost how one might handle a hot pan in the oven. 

“Made yourself kinda hard to find tonight, huh?” 

[bcywonder]

@batcowmaster | "Why do you stick around? What is it you think you see in me?"

it might be that dick is being dramatic, but he’s pretty sure he feels his heart shatter inside his chest, the pieces of it sticking to his ribs, scratching at his lungs every time he breathes. what kind of a question is that? what kind of a person is dick, that damian feels like he has to ask it? dick sucks in a shaky breath and lets out a shattered one and doesn’t let it change the way he’s speaking when he answers.

❛ ‘cause you’re my robin, kiddo. ❜ it’s not that simple, but somehow it is. somehow that encompasses all the rest of it. still, dick sits himself down near enough that his knee nudges up against damian’s, and he smiles. ❛ i don’t think i see anything. i know what i see. and what i see is a smart, strong, brave kid who fights for what’s right, and who i just happen to be lucky enough to have for a brother. it’s not like it’s a chore for me, y’know? ❜

[wingbcrn]

@batcowmaster​ said: GRAYSON, I must ask you a question.

         “ yeah, dami? do you need help with anything? ”

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@batcowmaster​  ➜  liked for a started

What kind of genius was Damian if he needed help with homework? Tim genuinely thought it was a bad excuse to make them spend time together, and that was the exact reason why he was dragging it out, putting it as far down his schedule as he could, hoping it would just disappear. 

He made until four thirty.

Dragging his feet as he stepped onto the second floor, and finally up to Damian’s room. He knocked two times before trying to handle, but stayed outside in the hall just in case. “Do you actually need help, or is B just trying to be a dad?”

[bastxrdsisgone]

"Damian…"

A part of her knew that they would eventually cross paths. Given that she was living in Gotham and that her son lived there with Bruce, it was bound to happen. She was just hoping it might be on her own terms. Things with Bruce were — they were slowly working things out. They had a lot of history between them and she knew that a part of Bruce still loved her. Just like she still loved him. But Damian? She'd left him in Gotham, she'd abandoned him to protect him from her own father. Talia knew what Ra's would do with him and she wouldn't let that happen.That and she knew her son deserved to know his father. But would he want to know her? Could he forgive her for what she did? She didn't know but she knew she would find out one way or another. "Coffee? Or did your father not teach you the joys of coffee in the morning."

@batcowmaster​

[crimefightrmoved]

I found out what smash or pass is.

"I would hope so, son. Your grasp on the english language is more exceptional than mine. "

@batcowmaster .

[kryptonianclone-archived]

Excuse you, I wouldn't say half those things. I am also a "genetic experiment" thanks. Tt. You shouldn't be so self-deprecating. You have skills.

“Just coving all the bases Damian don’t worry. I have skills. I’m very talented. Thank you for noticing.”