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look at this picture of dami i found

#clown to clown communication #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #HHFNNDSFKSD I CANT EVEN TAG THIS AS IC OR OOC BC THIS IS . BOTH #spehllman

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"hey," an audible click and flash goes off as soon as Damian faces him, Tim grins behind the lenses, pleased. "Gotcha, and no I'm not throwing this out."

damian's paintbrush has barely touched canvas as he looks up to the sound of his brother's voice --- to be greeted with a shutter click, a bright flash.

statuesque features peer over his easel, unblinking eyes bore into the fixed point he found on timothy's cheek. he takes this moment to consider: is it truly worth the effort to make this a problem for the both of them?

. . . yes? yes, it is worth the effort.

the boy takes a deep breath through his nose, audibly exhales it in full. he drops his brush, letting the fresh acrylic mix into murky water.

❝ give me the sd card so that i might destroy it myself. ❞ and then within an instant, he is closing the distance between the pair, hands outstretched to snatch the camera from his brother's maniacal hands.

@batcrested ♥

#batcrested #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #AAHAHAHA #b.ruce said pick ur battles #so he's picking every single one

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dami is stinky and small. and your blog is always an absolute joy to see on my dash. outside of our threads i find myself reading a lot of your rps because i love how you write and how great your dami is. not to mention you’re super fun to talk to ooc :)

#saveas. #PLS UR SO SWWEET #AHHHH #IM CRYING #im sorry for all the spelling mistakes u gotta wade through on my replies HAHAHAhahfndksfsdf #i dont proofread #holds ur face THANK YOU ♥ #⊰ ℜ ⊱ NOW YOU'RE IN THE WORLD OF WOLVES AND WE WELCOME ALL YOU SHEEP \ out of. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered.

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This is going to sound so stupid so I’m sorry in advance, but when you write TT. in Damian’s dialogue what does that mean/refer to? Again, so sorry! Thank you!

it's his lil' gremlin scoff! imagine the sound you make when you suck your teeth with your tongue --- it makes a little tt sound. it’s damian’s most used sound (see panel below :3). it has different inflections depending on context but usually it’s made in disgust, disappointment, or in the sense of i don’t care enough to respond to your question.

#⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ NOW YOU'RE IN THE WORLD OF WOLVES AND WE WELCOME ALL YOU SHEEP \ out of. #also no pls no questions u could possibly ask are stupid ! #literally ask me anything abt him & i will have answer ♥

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jason's just going to lay all his weight on his brother, mid-argument. there's a smug curl to his lips.

damian is cut off mid-sentence, half through a rant on just how many reasons why jason todd is a DUMB NAME, that todd sounds fake ---- why is there two d’s ( like jason stuttered his way through his name once & had no choice to accept it ) ? 

weight bears down on the boy, catching him by surprise. he stumbles under the sudden pressure on his head, his shoulders, & back. arms raise in defense to push the older boy ( man, he has the weight of a grown man pressing down on him ). when he cannot simply shove jason back into a standing position, he gives him a good shove: one with enough force to stumble, to put distance between the pair. 

he huffs, voice pitched high.   ❝   get off me, oaf.   ❞.  his tone reflects no anger, only exasperation: he’s used to this treatment, treatment only doled out when jason has found himself in a losing position.

#failrobin #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #hhgndfd big boye

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@lightnlasso​ asked: Cassie picks up the knight on the chess board, “this is my favorite piece because it’s a pony.” Was Wonder Girl good at chess? No absolutely not, but was she willing to play despite that? Yes. “Do you have a favorite piece?”, she asks so genuinely as she makes the two knight pieces kiss as if they were dolls. 

frustration grows by the minute. he had set the board minutes earlier for the pair, having this grandiose vision that he could teach the unteachable. here they are, barely ten minutes into their first game & she already has distracted herself from the game. chess takes strategy, not kissing horses!

❝   yes, yes, they are very nice pieces. this is my father’s set.   ❞    his impatience leaks into his tone, barely held together by a single fact: he likes cassie. she has a pestering sunshine to her, an irritating radiance ---- SHE IS NOT WEAK, the perfect example of a soft yet strong hero. he envies her strength: not enough to ruin their shaky friendship, built on a house of cards.

he waves his hands at hers, like shooing flies from fresh meat: she needs to put down the pieces & focus!    ❝   i like the bishops, you can use them in many strategic plays.   ❞    he answers her question, hoping it enough for her to relent & give him focus in return.

#lightnlasso #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ TO LOVE AND LIVE ; I CAN'T CARRY THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD \ verse : year one #LISTEN I LOVE THENM #i meant to drabble this but my brain short circuited mb

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bites him

does not hesitate in biting down on her forearm. this means war!

#⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #ehldrich #they are . children

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Did you know I love you? ( IS THIS OOC?! IS THIS IC FROM TALIA?! I WON'T SAY.)

#saveas. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ NOW YOU'RE IN THE WORLD OF WOLVES AND WE WELCOME ALL YOU SHEEP \ out of. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #PLS UR LITERALLY MY FAVE SHUT UP #the way i am obsessed w opening my tunglr dot com blog and seeing unread messages ... #and opening them and its u screaming abt our faves ........ #ITS FREE SEROTONIN #I CANT NOT LOVE U FOR THAT SHFDNFHDFDF #also dami loves his mom dearly . just in his own emo boy way

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♣ 👀

Feb. 14.

this week is typically annoying, today especially. people bumbling about gotham, all looking for "special gifts" for "special people". the city is too crowded, so many people are out on the town. tonight's patrol will be long.

i expressed this sentiment to jason, he laughed at me & said "you'll want in when you're older". i find that demeaning. why would i have any desire to rush into over-crowded stores to buy cheap candies? why are they so in-expensive & foul tasting? why would i want to cut flowers or buy cut flowers? they just wilt without access to their roots. i would simply buy the rosebush to plant.

[ the line through this sentence is hesitant, like he stopped halfway through crossing it out just to read it once more. only a single line, perfectly legible. ]

the sun is setting, i will go outside soon. jason brought me a box of chocolate, it does not taste cheap as the ones i have seen all over gotham's shops this month.

the cherry one is good. not too sweet. this is a side to him i did not expect but i appreciate.

find a nice gift in return.

[ this line, underlined twice. a task to be fulfilled. ]

send me a ♣ to read a page out of damian's journal about you && not accepting && for @failrobin !

#failrobin #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #he only calls him j.ason internally / on paper - never to his face :3 #⊰ ℜ ⊱ IT'S MIDNIGHT DAMN RIGHT ; WE'RE WOUND UP TOO TIGHT \ verse : boy wonder.

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scoops up damian

to be swept off his feet never fills damian with positive thoughts. in fact, as his feet leave the ground, the boy lets loose an uncharacteristic squawk, a surprised noise. arms flail for purchase, fingers tangling in her shirt instantly. he pulls himself upright, legs kicking out.

this is uncomfortable, disgust pools in the pit of his stomach.

teeth gnash, a growl slips past lips as he wriggles free of her grasp. jezebel is one of the few that can sustain damian's brand of wrath, look at him with such care in her eyes as he spits his emotions onto the floor in front of her. this keeps him from thrashing, from going for the throat.

he huffs instead, brushing his clothes back into place with his hands. ❝ you know i hate that. ❞ @rahbid ♥

#rahbid #⊰ ℜ ⊱ TO LOVE AND LIVE ; I CAN'T CARRY THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD \ verse : year one. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #:)

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"so a little birdie told me you finally got a girlfriend-- what's your first valentine's day plans look like?" nosy big bro mode activated

the boy shifts from one foot to the next, uncomfortable. leave it to timothy jackson drake to butt in where he does not belong. especially when it comes to damian's personal business, he tends to take a keen interest --- one that gets under the youngest robin's skin immediately.

perhaps their animosity is his own fault. maybe it was born of his own arrogance coupled with his pride, halting him from apologizing for their particularly nasty introduction.

regardless of whose fault it might be ( likely damian's own ), he still offers his older brother a scoff & the coldest shoulder possible.

❝ TT. whoever told you that is mistaken. ❞ he can still only admit it to himself but not utter the words aloud: the word girlfriend makes his skin crawl. that word is uncomfortable, the inflection in timothy's voice causes only frustration. ❝ she is my friend. ❞ @batcrested ♥

#batcrested #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #⊰ ℜ ⊱ TO LOVE AND LIVE ; I CAN'T CARRY THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD \ verse : year one. #me holding a gun to dc: #we're rewriting their dyn #if theyre gonna develop dami and nika offscreen so am i #BUT BETTER #also winKS W BOTH EYES #t.im and dami deserve bonding time :)

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❛   i keep getting second chances that aren't rightly mine. ❜

he does not meet her eyes. he, too, is living through a second ( third? fourth? he's lost count ) chance. his first chance at life ended with a sword through his chest. he remembers little from the night, only ever flashes & the details his brother filled in for him. it was damian & grayson against the world: the pair had gotten themselves tangled in a situation bigger than either of them.

when a man appeared with damian's own vocal chords ( albeit deeper, more mature ), he knew it would be his end. how can a child hold his ground against an adult made of the same flesh & bone? ribs snapped like twigs as his body contorted to allow a blade to press against his sternum, to slide by his metallic spine on exit.

we were the best, richard. his final words spoken to his brother before death touched his cheek, pulled him from the blood pooling at their feet. he stood there a moment, watching from afar as his brother wept for him.

death took hold of his hand, squeezed it tight. she gave him a soft smile, the last comfort he would be offered before he lost sense of self.

❝ that makes two of us. ❞

a loud crunch cuts through the silence in the air. emotional talk aside, his crisp apple simply cannot go to waste.

#tricursed #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #hi i . i meant to make this more fun HFNSDFHSFHDFA

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" damian, " she pauses, puts a hand on his shoulder, memories flashing in her eyes of a much shorter son. " - are you happy? " @pitborn

the question takes him by surprise.

eyes downcast, he racks his brain for the true answer. her hand on his shoulder, for once, offers him peace rather than dread. she is not asking him to commit despicable acts on behalf of their family name, she is asking him ( mother to son ) about his emotional state.

a frown tugs at his lips. if he were to weigh his actions throughout his life between the good & the evil, he believes he has left the world in a better state than where it was when he was born into it. he has spilled the blood of important figures, killed innocents simply because they crossed his path ( or worse: stood against him ). he is a murderer, to put it plainly.

even after donning the robin suit, he has not had the perfect track record. ghosts have followed him since birth, shackling more guilt to his soul for each life he takes. who is he to be the judge & executioner? he was the blade of the guillotine: a tool, not the man wielding it. he could blame his grandfather for the wrongs he has committed but he knows it to be untrue.

he put on the mask of robin & cut a man's head from his shoulders in an effort to prove himself to his father. despite bruce's volatile reaction to the act, damian struggled in stopping himself. for every life he saves, he hopes it balances those scales in the fates' eyes.

perhaps, he will be worth an afterlife when he completes a life here of servitude.

he is still too proud of a boy to give himself to that life.

thus, the bad outweighs the good.

he does not turn his head to look at her, instead he studies his boots & the ground underneath them. he thought himself a god once, a reaper of death off to do the bidding of the damned.

now he thinks himself little more than an ant, fulfilling marching orders of the nest's queen in order to hopefully earn a semblance of favor. he is duty-bound.

❝ ---- not yet. ❞ && @pitborn ♥

#pitborn #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #WEEPING ! CRYING EVEN ! #i meant this to be like . two paragraphs . #oops

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Attempts to give him a noogie.

his first inclination is violence. her knuckles work against his unkempt hair with vigor, intent.

teeth flash as he jerks his body against her grasp. it is these fleeting, light moments that remind him of their meeting, their first exchanged words without masks. i hate you. the feeling's mutual, kid.

for all intents and purposes, they have buried their animosity under the assumption of familial peace. but this is a violation of his precious space, this is war-

no. this is not a war cry she offers him. he wriggles against her grasp, twists his body to better face his assailant. a flash of her own teeth tells him she is enjoying this onslaught, that she enjoys the frustration that she inflicts in the young boy. does she know the phantom pains that she forces? of course not: a boy that does not voice his pains will never have them respected.

he pushes off again, one elbow braced against her shoulder & a free hand against her stomach. strength amplified by the augmented steel that holds him upright ( and perhaps, the source of his napoleon-esque stature ), it is enough to break free & return the boy to his own space at last.

❝ you are the most annoying person i know, brown. ❞ despite the flash of anger, his words do not quite bite as he wants them to.

#⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #spoilante #hflskndfd he does his best

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jon gives damian a nice little hug. and tries to fight the urge to bite him (it wouldn't help the vampire theory damian had cooked up).

but it's really hard. because, sometimes you just want to take a chomp into your bestie's shoulder.

he is hesitant to protest to the movement -- at first. he does not understand jonathan's sudden intent for a moment ----- until kryptonian arms are enclosing around him & clasping against his back. here, damian's defenses kick in & bare fingers scrabble desperately to gain purchase against jonathan's frame, to push distance between the pair.

to no avail, his attempts gain him no ground. where cloth meets ( biceps, chest, damian's woolen turtleneck against jon's shoulder ), there is simply warmth. where flesh intersects ( lower arms, jon's neck against damian's ear ), the burning begins.

all that protrudes from damian's throat is a feeble squeak as arms squeeze tight against his ribs. the crushing sensation would be comforting if it were not for the itch of fire ants marching ( biting, nipping as they go ) against, through, in & out of his ear or the buzz of them on his lower arms. it is all he can do not to scream as imaginary flames lap at these key points in their tangled bodies.

he must be losing his mind. the itch, ever present through his young years, prevent damian from ever settling close to anyone, hold him back from touch. he cannot find reference for how a boy could ever feel such a pain: perhaps it is a manifestation of his own guilt, this is the plight given to young boys that swing weapons with deadly precision.

damian pushes against jonathan's grip again, leaning his body towards the freedom of emptiness. this does the trick as arms loosen & the incessant buzzing in his flesh lessens.

he shudders involuntarily at the release, the lack of applied pressure. here, he takes a deep breath to quell the panic completely.

❝ --- you know i hate that, ❞ is all he is able to manage as he continues his deep breaths.

he knows, deep in his chest, if jonathan asked him to endure that pain for eternity: he would without a second thought.

#aonahel #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #ok TAKE TWO #this is the SECOND TIME i've written this #hFHDSNFSNF beta editor needs to stop swallowing things bc i wanted to ctrl + z ONE MISTAKE #beta editor rlly said the entire reply was a mistake smh #jon staring at dami intensely: do u believe im a mysterious vampire yet #i love them sm i just rewrote it immediately

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' oh you’re really not as smart as i thought you were. '

boy, unperturbed. he has long grown immune ( not particularly, his anger is still on a leash soft as a wick ) to the negging, the goading.

gloved fingers work faster, ignoring the cold that seeps through them to lick at fingertips. brows furrow, eyes focus solely on the wet kindling before the pair. curse him for not bringing a damn lighter into the wilderness ( something about bringing modernity into sacred mother nature is wrong ).

all around them is fresh rainfall, coating their backs as they attempt to garner any warmth from the earth. they've barely erected a shoddy shelter around them, the rain dripping in rather than pouring over them.

damian's eyes flicker upward for a moment, meeting her judgmental stare. he is smart, he can do this. focus back on the kindling, hands move faster on his single dry stick. not even a curl of smoke has come from the friction & his frustration is evident as his top lip curls up in frustration.

❝ i can do this, you're just not patient enough. ❞

he has yet to realize that his gloves have been dripping on his feeble kindling since he started.

#allmothered #⊰ ℜ ⊱ ONE MANIAC AT A TIME ; WE'LL TAKE IT BACK \ answered. #hfhsdfnsd he's great at. some things