Damian Wayne

son of batman

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I’d like to make a Amadeus Cho, but I need suggestions on what to read for both character purposes and to get nice icons from.

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*fights a villain in armor covered in the enemy's blood*

Focus, or rather he should have been. But as the other wrapped up apprehending the foe in question, he'd been left as a bystander on the adjacent rooftop. He hadn't been one to gawk at another nor stare intentionally at a suit that concealed the figure within. 

But he'd been more than aware of her figure, but what attracted him had been the others prowess. The suit meant little to him, what had meant more had been her own view of it. 

A strong belief coupled with intelligence and skills had left him more than willing to stare. Greeted with a familiar sensation creeping up his stomach, increased heart rate, and rushed thoughts he knew what it had been all too well. 

Infatuation no doubt; or more realistically attraction. Most of all, he knew she'd been aware of the way he'd been looking.

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“ (ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c) “

Not again. The woman's ability to ambush let alone apprehend him had been outstanding. Given who it had been, there'd been little doubt that she could in fact pull off such a stunt regularly. A late evening had eventually ended in each going to their separate room. Or so he'd thought, until her form became increasingly obvious. 

Likely the storm, she'd settled with ease. Mention of prior 'sleepovers' had resulted in both Cain and Brown intentionally 'harassing' him. But in truth it hardly bothered him, from their poor taste in movies to their constant chatter he'd been subjected to. He'd still rightfully object to the suggestion of another. 

"No. I'm busy." No sooner had the words left him that an amused if not muted laugh left her. Arms found him, and she snuggled quite easily near him as if he'd been some manner of stuffed animal. Only an exhale had followed suit surrendering himself to his fate.

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      “What? No, why would I – “

“It’s so obvious it literally is hurting me."

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(ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c) he's uncomfortable but you're his kid so..

"I'm tired," the words had no sooner left him that he felt his father lift him. Despite the circumstances, despite everything that had transpired it had been the simplest of gestures that secretly had meant the world to him. 

The exact mode of transportation hadn't been discernible, likely the car or perhaps the jet but even so a slight shift had the side of his head rest along the bend of the man's arm and bicep. If he'd been embarrassed or not, neither had voiced such a statement. It had at least been enough for arms to curl against his own chest as features ducked away. 

"I'm sorry," muttered, he'd say no more letting sleep take him instead. He knew all too well any injuries would be tended to accordingly. Any shame to the situation would be felt that morning or whenever consciousness would have him.

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(ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c)

"You may be encased in a titanium alloy suit but you're still fragile when exposed to immense amounts of force." Spoken in a chiding tone, his own face had hardly been any better. But the sheer amount of rage he'd unleashed on the culprit responsible for the injuries Riri had sustained had bordered the line of murder. 

Her safety had been more integral and given that the pair were in a medical room he'd seen personally to helping bandage her. But it had been the way her arms continued to curl instead around and at him that finally had him relent. 

"You're going to be difficult." But once more it had been yet another reason she had almost unknowingly charmed him. Shifting his weight, he'd managed to join her in bed and no sooner had he that the other's form grew flush. Intimate, features had burrowed along his bruised jawline and neck before he felt the way her lips pressed. A soft thank you had nearly been enough to turn him to boneless. Clearing his throat, his hand had idly played with her hair feeling the moment she gradually dozed off. 

"You're welcome." Features tilted slightly before he'd placed a brief but focused dote along her eyebrow.

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Cass&Damian//bonding

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send “ (ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c) “ to snuggle with my muse

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women in armour (◡‿◡✿)

women in armour fighting (◕‿◕✿)

women in armour covered in the blood of their enemies (ʘ‿ʘ✿)  

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just reviews the shenanigans he’s missed. 

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“I don’t---,” ducking a swing he’d swept the gang member he’d been fighting’s legs out from under him. A swift jump soon had his knee bury itself in the other’s face before rising off him. “Any help.”

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“I’m well aware who you are.”

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“Hurry up. Suck down that coffee and let’s go already. You called me after all, unfortunately.”

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“Don’t look so surprised. It wasn’t that difficult to hack into---my answer’s no by the way I’m busy.” Nevermind the fact he hasn’t even heard the date of said wedding.

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“Go bother someone else, I’m busy.”

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“I’m almost certain you’re being monitored daily.”

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starter call!