#Damian is like 12 in this

[fishfingersandjellybabies]

Okay but a thought struck me the other day, and maybe I’ll write it, but considering writing was my goal this weekend and I instead ended up at urgent care - sharing as a hc in case I never do 😂

The birds and the superkids are all still besties/dating (whatever your preference, doesn’t matter here) and yada yada happens and Damian and Kon just…get into a giant argument.

So they’re screaming at each other or whatever, and Kon just brings up the fact of “If you forced Jon to pick between us, he’d pick me.”

And it stings but Damian’s like ‘no shit, you’re his brother.’

But then to REALLY rub salt in the wound, Kon says, “And if you forced Tim to, he’d pick me too.”

And that one hits like a ton of bricks ‘cause - yeah. Tim probably would.

And it’s just the thing to say to trigger all of Damian’s insecurities and self loathing and - yeah, of course everyone would abandon him first chance they get. They’d be stupid not to! So why should any of them - Damian included - waste their energy!

So of course in his hurt he retreats from everyone, and it takes most people way too long to notice (except Jon obviously) but eventually Kon is asked if he knew anything and he guiltily mentions their argument and the terrible things he said.

And oh BOY are Jon and Tim fuckin’ FURIOUS. Jon definitely punches him. Tim…maybe.

#damian wayne #kon el #tim drake #jonathan kent #jondami #timkon #maybe kinda mostly #bee rambles #also batfam headcanons #this is dumb right? this is hella dumb haha #jon immediately finds damian and just like holds him for 12+ hours #tim makes damian a new weapon

[dat1angel]

When Ra's needed an heir, Talia impregnated herself with The Detective's DNA to give him the perfect offspring. When she delived fraternal twins the boy was raised to one day take over the League and the girl was kept around so that she might one day provide the LoA with new recruits. When she came of age and learned that the only reason she was kept around was the idea of her future children, she fled. They never found her.

Years later, Duke Thomas introduces his family to his new boyfriend, Danny Fenton.

#dp x dc #dpxdc #trans danny fenton #twins au #danny and damian are twins #danny was born a girl #he ran away from the leauge and ended up with the Fentons #he was like 9 or 10 when this happened #they adopt him and he comes out as trans about age 12 #the Fentons are supportive and he starts being masc presenting #then the events of dp canon happen #minus phantom planet haha never heard of it #danny ends up telling his parents about being phantom at around age 16 #they accept him and do a complete 180 on their opinions about ghosts #danny moves to gotham after high school for college #where he meets duke #they hit it off immediately #duke can tell danny has some kind of abilities #which is what originally propts him to talk to danny #but he doesn't pressure him and lets him reveal them to him in his own time #meanwhile they grow closer and closer until nest thing you know they are going on their first date #danny x duke #what is their ship name again? #ghost lights #deadlight #will o wisp

[kitkats-and-kittens]

I know it will never happen because DC are cowards but the only thing I want from life is to watch Damian grow up and leave vigilantism behind forever.

He was the only one of his siblings who didn’t in someway choose to fight. He didn’t become Robin because he wanted to keep people safe or because no one else was available or because he was watching the hero that he idolised crumble before his eyes. He didn’t see it as magic or some lost connection to his parents or an opportunity to defend people who couldn’t defend themselves.

He’s Robin because it’s what he was told to be. Talia sent him to Bruce to learn from him (and kill Dick I think) but regardless Robin wasn’t necessarily supposed to be a part of that. Damian wanted it to prove his was better than Tim and because he saw being his fathers partner as being the only way to learn from him.

But I kinda want Damian to grow up and realise he doesn’t need to fight anymore. I mean idk how it would go but I think there’s potential for a pretty fucked up angst filled realisation that he died at like 12 years old.

I feel like that’s a good enough reason to stop the whole crime fighting thing.

Me personally, I just want to see him settle down into a civilian lifestyle. Become a doctor or a vet or a zoologist and just live his life.

Also I think the idea of med-student Damian running on coffee and adrenaline a week before finals having like 5 muggers bust into his tiny studio apartment (because this is Gotham and shit happens) just get absolutely floored by a teenager wearing sweats and a hoodie looking like death itself is absolutely hilarious.

#dc comics #damian wayne #batfam #dc robin #dick grayson #bruce wayne #angst #also it is super fucked that he died at 12 years old #I feel like that isn’t acknowledge enough #league of assassins #talia al ghul #damian al ghul #i just want him to be happy #and normal

[lesbian-cowpoke]

Jason Todd being Tim's Robin in fanon stems from trying to make sense of the wacky timeline bullshit created by the writers doing their best to entirely erase Jason Todd. It's why Dick is Tim's favorite Robin. Dick was Robin from when Tim was 4-10, the longer amount of time, so he still could have been Tim's favorite Robin regardless, but it's also. The writers really really hated that little boy.

#because dick wasn't literally 9 when he became robin where are people even getting that from????????? #he was 13??? #tim was 13 jason was 12 #steph was 16ish #damian was 10 #look at dick graysons first appearance and tell me that is a 9yo i dare you #but tim and dick are the brothers ever #love their brotherhood #just saying the writers hated jason and thats why tim wasn't a fan of him. most likely at least. #tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #idk why the writers hated baby robin jason so much. he was just a little guy.

[jinjeriffic]

DCxDP Prophecy Universe Part 7

Part 6

It took Damian the rest of the afternoon to prepare for his trip to Amity Park. Jon helpfully agreed to cover for him, on the promise of a copy of the upcoming Cheese Viking 2 and getting filled in on all the hot Bat gossip afterwards. Wasn’t friendship grand?

Pennyworth thankfully agreed that ‘bonding time’ between the Super Sons was a good use of fall break and even took the time to ‘Prepare some healthy snacks for the young Masters, lest you eat junk food the whole week’. The task also handily distracted the butler while Damian packed the Batwing with all the necessary surveillance equipment he would need and set up the program to spoof his flight data. Damian had no doubt that Father wouldn’t be fooled for long, but with the Bat it was always better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission.

The flight to Illinois was mercifully uneventful. Damian rappelled off in the middle of the eponymous city Park, then instructed the autopilot to take the plane to a wooded area outside city limits and park there in camouflage mode. Once he was sure his arrival had gone undetected, he changed into civvies and with his backpack full of gear set off in the direction of Fenton Works on foot. In jeans, sneakers, a dark hoodie and a baseball cap he looked like any other kid his age, even if he was out after curfew. Damian made sure to stick to the shadows and ducked behind cover whenever a car passed him.

All in all it took him until the early morning hours to arrive at the correct address. Intellectually, he had known the Fentons operated their workshop out of the family home, but he was in no way prepared for the monstrosity of a building that greeted him. Damian couldn’t help but stop and stare in disbelief.

What had once started out as an ordinary brownstone building had a glaring neon sign out front, proudly proclaiming the company name. Perched precariously on the roof was a gigantic metal structure that looked like a cross between a cartoon UFO and an observatory. There was no way this was legal or sane. If something like this had popped up in Gotham it would have been flagged as a Rogue hideout and bugged to hell and back. Hell, Damian was half tempted to break in immediately to start planting cameras but was held back by the likely presence of a custom security system. Mad scientists were rude like that and Damian didn’t want to tip his hand too early. He would have to at least wait until he was sure the Fentons weren’t at home.

Damian tucked his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and strolled past the building at a fake casual pace. The windows were dark and the building was silent, except for the faint hum of the neon sign. This early on a Saturday morning, the residents were likely fast asleep. He spotted an electric scooter chained up next to the stairs leading up to the entrance and made the deduction that it likely belonged to Daniel. Under the guise of retying his shoelaces, he dropped to one knee and surreptitiously attached a bug to the vehicle. Ideally he would get the opportunity to bug Daniel himself, but for now this would have to do. Hoping that no one had noticed him, Damian continued down the street.

He had researched the area ahead of time and had found an apartment a few buildings down and across the street that was advertised as available for rent and was unoccupied. Breaking in and disabling the home alarm was child’s play, and after making sure he was alone in the apartment, Damian settled in to begin his surveillance.

He pulled the handheld radiation detector out of his backpack and after making sure it was operational he slipped it into his pocket. With no way to boost its range he would have to get pretty close to Daniel with no major obstructions in the way in order to verify if he had been in contact with the marked bills he had slipped Phantom. But Damian was confident in his ability to stay undetected. After all, Daniel had no reason to suspect he was being stalked by a curious Bat.

Damian kept himself occupied by listening to the local radio broadcast over his comm. The hosts sounded like chipper twenty-somethings, excitedly shilling for various local events happening over fall break, in-between shilling for local businesses. Why anyone would want to eat at an establishment called the Nasty Burger was beyond Damian. Whenever they stopped nattering to play actual music it was a blessing even if the appeal of the songs was entirely lost on the young vigilante. Finally, at 8am they had an actual news segment. Most of it was covering major US and global events, nothing Damian hadn’t already heard. Elections, natural disasters, rising tensions in Bialya…

“...and in local news, the City Library has announced that clean-up after last week’s ghost attack is finished, and they will be open at their normal hours on Monday!” the female host said cheerily, as if she was talking about the weather. “As usual, we would like to remind our listeners to keep their third eyes peeled for any ghost sightings! In case of a ghost attack, follow standard protocol and head to your nearest ghost shelter. Thank you! And here’s Mark with sports!”

Damian was flabbergasted. Ghost attack? This city experienced supernatural incursions and treated it like it was a normal occurrence? He’d read that the Fentons were ghost hunters, but he hadn’t thought anyone was taking them seriously! If Amity Park was under attack on a regular basis, how come the Justice League didn’t have a file on the city? Surely the news should have leaked to the outside world by now!

It was rare that Damian was caught so utterly wrong footed. His cursory research into Amity Park had turned up nothing like this! He was itching to get back to the Batcomputer to do a deep dive on the city and its history. Unfortunately, all he had on him was his phone which was ill suited for serious data compilation. At best he could scour local news sites and social media for any hint as to what was going on.

After half an hour of fruitless searching, he gave up in disgust. There was no mention of ghosts anywhere, save for the Fentons’ own website. Yet the news report had been almost blasé about the subject! Something was rotten in the State of Illinois.

All he could do for now was stare out the window at the Fenton’s front porch and hope his quarry made an appearance soon.

At 9.13 AM there was finally movement at the Fenton house. A dark-haired teenager in jeans, a light T-shirt, a backpack and a bicycle helmet bounded down the front steps and unlocked the electric scooter. It was unmistakably Daniel.

Damian hurriedly packed away his things, grabbed his backpack and left the apartment. He made sure to rearm the security system and lock the door, leaving no trace of ever having been there. Of course Damian wasn’t about to pursue his target across the rooftops of an unknown city in broad daylight. He would just have to wait for Daniel to arrive at his destination and follow him there. He retrieved his phone and pulled up the tracking data. It looked like the teen was headed towards the city center.

Damian tuned his comm to the listening device he had planted and set off towards downtown Amity at a light jog. For a while, all he heard was background noise. After about ten minutes, Daniel came to a stop.

“Hey Tucker, ready to go?” That had to be Daniel.

“Hey Danny!” a second male voice answered, “I was just waiting for you. Sam says she’ll meet us at the main entrance of the mall.”

“Sweet. Hopefully we can grab something cool from Game’O’Rama if we beat the rush.”

“You said it, my dude. Come on!”

The tracker resumed its movement. Now that he had a destination, Damian used his phone to call a cab. There couldn’t be that many malls in a city this size.

Daniel and his friend ‘Tucker’ kept up a steady stream of idle chatter on their journey. Damian learned more than he ever wanted to know about the attractive qualities of the female students at their high school, the tediousness of the homework assignments they had received for the week and the reviews of recent horror movie releases. Inconsequential chit chat as far as Damian was concerned. Once the pair arrived at their destination they parked their scooters and were soon out of range of the listening device. Damian cut the transmission and spent the rest of the short cab ride trying to find information on Daniel’s companion. Since they were apparently classmates and he had a first name to go on, it didn’t take long to narrow it down to Tucker Foley. Damian made a mental note to investigate him in depth later.

The mall was moderately busy when he arrived but nowhere near as bad as Gotham. Luckily there was a floorplan displayed at the entrance and it didn’t take Damian long to find the Game’O’Rama store. Predictably, it was dedicated to video games, gaming accessories and memorabilia. A sign in the window announced a major weekend sale, likely what had drawn Daniel and his companions. Damian slipped on a pair of mirrored sunglasses to conceal his eyes and meandered into the store. Wandering between the aisles, pretending to examine the games on offer, it didn’t take him long to find his quarry and Damian got his first good look at the trio.

Daniel was almost a head taller than Damian, slightly paler and with his dark hair mussed up from the scooter ride earlier. His clothes were slightly threadbare, and not the kind that was intentional. His white T-shirt bore a faded NASA logo and his jeans were frayed at the cuffs. He had dark circles under his eyes, though not nearly as bad as Drake got when he was on a case. Nonetheless, for the moment he seemed cheerful and at ease. He was examining the back of a disk case.

“I don’t know Tuck, I’m not much for medieval fantasy,” he said amusedly, “and a lot of these monsters look like ghosts we’ve seen. I get enough of them on a day to day basis, I don’t need them in my video games too.”

Again, this talk of ghosts.

The African American male next to Daniel had to be Tucker Foley. He was just a few inches shorter than Daniel, with his hair in shoulder length dreadlocks partially covered by a red beret. A matching red T-shirt with white Atari logo and baggy camo pants screamed nerd even before you got close enough to notice the black rimmed glasses and the clunky looking device he was tapping away on. Where did he get it from, the middle-ages?

“Look, the reviews are pretty great, and if we avoid everything ghost related what’s even left?” the boy argued, “You can’t let ghosts ruin your fun, man.”

“Tucker’s right, Danny.” the third member of their group chimed in. She was dressed head to toe in black, with a sheer, lacy top, a knee-length skirt, fishnet gloves and stockings and a pair of combat boots. With the thick soles giving her added height, she was almost as tall as Daniel. She wore eerily pale foundation making her dark purple lipstick and eyeshadow pop out even more. She had a small nose stud with a matching purple stone. Her earrings were shaped like spiders dangling from a web and she wore a pentagram necklace. Damian knew some of his schoolmates belonged to the goth subculture, but Gotham Academy’s dress code heavily limited such self-expression on campus. He guessed this girl was either really dedicated to the style or really dedicated to pissing off her parents. Maybe both.This had to be ‘Sam’.

“Besides, if Technus couldn’t ruin gaming for us no one else should either!” she continued.

“Fiiiiine,” Daniel sighed, clearly playing up his reluctance. “but if Amity gets attacked by an army of goblins next I reserve the right to say ‘I told you so’!” He double checked the price tag. “Splitsies?”

The girl scoffed and plucked the case from his hand. “I’ll take this one, you can pay for lunch later. Why don’t you two go ahead to Pineapple Republic for those jeans you wanted? I’ll catch up to you.”

“If you’re sure. Thanks Sam!” Daniel leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. “I guess we’ll see you there.”

“Yeah, thanks Sam.”

“Go on, shoo!” she laughed and headed over to the cash register as the boys left the store. Making a split second decision, Damian grabbed a random game from the shelf and got in line behind Sam. He leaned slightly towards her, pretending to examine the figurines behind the counter and stealthily stuck a bug to her skirt. Now he could listen in on their conversation without having to risk being noticed.

After paying for his purchase he wandered off in the direction the other teens had taken. He would just have to leave the game somewhere ‘accidentally’ at the earliest opportunity. Pretending to check his phone he tuned his comm to the frequency of the new bug. 

“...I think those are still a little short on you.” Sam said amusedly.

“Man, I’m glad I finally got my growth spurt, but having to replace most of my wardrobe is gonna be a pain in the ass!” Daniel complained.

“Look at it this way Danny, this could be your chance to branch out. A whole new style, a whole new you!” Sam countered enthusiastically.

Damian walked towards the source of the signal. He didn’t follow the trio directly into Pineapple Republic, instead heading into the shoe store across from the clothing store. Browsing there would let him keep an eye on the entrance.

“Let me guess, would this style include black, black and more black?” came Foley’s snarky voice.

“Black is timeless, I’ll have you know,” Sam sniffed in mock offense, “and Danny does look good in it. Just try it?”

“I don’t know Sam, I don’t wanna blow my allowance on clothes that don’t feel like me.”

“Oh! We could always try the thrift store, they have plenty of cool stuff! And upcycling is great for the environment.”

“Uh, hard pass,” came the flat reply, “I would like to survive the year with some of my dignity intact, please.”

“Yeah dude, if Dash and his cronies caught wind of Danny going to Goodwill or something they’d never let him live it down.”

“There is nothing wrong with buying second-hand!”

“Says the girl in $500 guaranteed cruelty free designer boots.” Foley shot back.

“That’s different!” Sam sputtered, “And besides, I don’t see why you still chase the approval of those jerks.”

“Easy guys, settle down,” Daniel said placatingly, “Sam, you know it’s different for us. You might be able to brush off Paulina’s snarky comments, but I can’t just brush off Dash trying to rearrange my face. I’d rather not paint an even bigger target on my back.”

Sam gave a loud sigh. “Ugh, stupid high school politics. I can’t wait to graduate.”

“I dunno, if things go according to plan you’ll have to deal with real politics, Ms Future Administrator of the EPA Manson.” Daniel teased.

“You mean Senator Manson.” Foley chimed in.

“Madam President Manson!”

“Stop it guys!” the girl laughed, “I’ll leave the political ass kissing to someone else. I just want to save the planet! But I gotta get my doctorate first.”

“Well if you do end up having to take over the country to do it, there’s one thing to keep in mind,” Foley said sagely, “You can’t be much worse than President Luthor.”

The two replied with fake gagging noises while Foley just snickered.

“But seriously, since you brought up mixing up my style… I was thinking of getting my ears pierced.” Daniel said hesitantly.

“Really? Ooh, do you want studs? Danglers? An industrial?” Sam gushed excitedly.

“Well… aw nuts.” Daniel’s voice was suddenly tense.

“You know what?” Sam rushed out, equally tense, “I think you should go and try these pants on. In the changing room. Right now.”

Damian frowned. What the hell had happened? He glanced out the shop window but couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Suddenly, he heard distant screams and the sound of glass breaking. It’s almost like being back in Gotham.

Part 8

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #batman #batfamily #damian wayne #robin #prophecy universe #the one where clockwork uses prophecies to mess things up (and set things right) #no beta we die like danny #tucker foley #sam manson #help the length of this fic has run away from me #team phantom is 16 btw #damian is 12

[96percentdone]

some of you guys talk about Damian like he's an adult man who just happens to be really small and not like. A six-year-old. every week there's like at least three new posts in the sxf tag talking about damianya and why its bad and its always because of damian's behavior like it isn't just like. standard faire six-year-old behavior. why are we upset that the six year old who experiences child neglect and grew up wealthy acts like a brat sometimes. he is a brat; he's fucking six.

#hope.txt #damian desmond #anya x damian #damianya #spy x family #sxf #i wouldn't want to date a guy who acts like damian either but y'know #the difference there is im looking for an actual adult who acts like one #and not a fucking FIRST GRADER #every day i scream #also lmao at everyone who pretends its about reading critically #basic reading comprehension is treating child characters as CHILD characters #not as adult characters #you cannot meaningfully criticize shit if you're just going to overlook a key detail of his writing #BEING SIX IS VERY DIFFERENT FROM BEING 26 OR 16 OR EVEN 12

[motleyfam]

“The analysis is complete. The bottle residue and samples we collected all tested positive for norovirus RNA—or, as it’s more commonly known, stomach flu.”

“Jesus take the wheel…” Timothy murmurs under his breath, ducking his head and tapping his fingers to his forehead, chest, and each shoulder in the sign of the cross.

Damian rolls his eyes. “Aren’t you Jewish, Drake.”

“I am an immunocompromised agnostic who just sat through a four-hour stakeout with three people who are now puking their guts up,” he bites back. “I will take anyone who’s listening.”

Richard gives a weak snort. “So this is a literal Hail Mary?”

Timothy glares back. “Yes.”

—

(In the case of Bats vs. Stomach Bug, there can only be one victor.)

#batfam #sickfic #everybody falls like dominos from norovirus #i've been chipping away at this fic on the back burner since 2021 and it's finally done #it started as a joke and now we're here #warning: it is one of my grosser ones #if bodily function jokes aren't your thing you might wanna skate on by #i promise i won't take it personally #but i have the sense of humor of a 12 year old boy so i had fun #damian wayne centric #my fic

[skarmoree]

I won’t be who he is (I will be who he is)

testing smth bc I think tumblr nuked my initial post of this so if you saw it twice no you didn’t

pls listen to drivers seat by madds buckley and experience batboys brainrot. gif vers:

#dick grayson #nightwing #tim drake #dc robin #robin dc #damian wayne #jason todd #red hood #batfam #batfamily #dc comics #dc batman #skartmoree #my first post got literally no notes in the first 12 hours except from my siblings so I KNOW it’s not showing up anywhere so I’m reposting #yknow. just in case #i worked hard on this so people are seeing it #it’s doing fine on tt! i redownloaded the app to post it there! #insane behavior #so yeah trying again #not sure if it was bc I linked the song or not so playing it safe #in the case that it DID post and nobody cares: sorry. look at my post boy. #it’s freakin bats #sighs. idk I just really like it and want validation #also I did this entirely on mobile. idk what the sizing is on desktop. rip to desktop only users maybe

[evaningotham]

showed my baby cousins Batman and Superman Battle of the Supersons today and the best part was how many times these kids went

“so batman has a son?”

and

“that looks likes robin”

despite me explaining multiple times that YES batman has many sons and they have all been robin

#theyre 11 and 12 years old #so like the perfect ages to try to get them into comics #actually the best was telling my roommate about damijon and the 11 year old going ‘i bet theres fannart of that’ #hes right #damijon #damian wayne #jon kent #johnathan kent #battle of the super sons

[puppetmaster13u]

Just had the sleep-deprived idea of combining my Cryptid Batfam Au with @phoenixcatch7 's Possessed Doll Au into a combo au, some distant timeline where the two combine and meld into one thing.

Honestly would be slightly body horror probably, maybe with Bruce starting with building wings and then it... escalates. There's a reason that people don't go down in the caves under Gotham, and Bruce is incredibly lucky that It welcomes him. Perhaps welcomes him too much, what with it seeming to build him another body each time he gets injured, even if it's just bruising. Not to mention that another is forming when he takes Dick in, and then another when Barbara joins them.

There's something not quite the same the first time he wakes up in a body that is his but not, something organic but not. Testing on it is fine, small tests that is, anything larger and his head starts to pound and ring. It's easier to just accept the shadows' gifts than question it.

Honestly I like to think the body is something between inorganic and organic, like veins of flesh and fur wrapped around bones and metal. Like a flesh puppet of sorts, starts all skeletal and mostly metal and wood but the veins of black and red start to grow over time as the whispers about the Bat spread.

Honestly I also like to think it's more animalistic than the original possessed doll au, the wood easily mistaken for things like chitin, especially with the segmentations. Combine the chest cavity with the harness that the kids cling to, and you have a back cavity lol. The 'Spine' seemingly splitting open to hide things inside. Bruce probably does have clothing for the body, but I wanted to figure out the general body first lol.

#remind me to elaborate later #what's out there au #possessed doll au #possessed puppet au #batman au #cryptid batman #cryptid batfam #The Caves: look at this tiny child that fell in and is so scared <3 #The Caves when Bruce is an adult: Aw look he's being scary now how adorable <3 #The Caves: The baby is adorable and has adopted another baby to be terrifying together <3<3 #The Caves: They deserve a gift for trying so hard <3<3<3 #Bruce just building wings: #The Caves: *Gasp* We should give him a pair in both forms for being such a good little guardian #Bruce waking up in the second body the first time: #Bruce: #Bruce: ALFREEEED #The kids think it's awesome (especially since they're growing up around it) #Well if it's more of the Genesis timeline where they all start as kids varying from like 5 to 12 when they join the family lol #Damian probably looks/feels Off even in human form if he was made via stolen blood #He's already something between the two bodies but was too human for the League's wants since the puppet bodies were gifts from the Caves #They don't like their shit getting stolen lol and Bruce is their favorite child who brought them even *more* children #Honestly It might decide to alter their human bodies too at some point #I mean in the base cryptidverse au the fam already made Jarro a mech suit for a civilian ID and vigilante work lol #Tumblr don't eat my tags challenge #If it's alright with Phoenix of course lol #No idea what to call this Au but if u have any ideas I am open lol

[princemonday]

what are your guys thoughts on batboys ages?

#in my head...dick is 30 jay is 23 tim is maybe 19/20 and damian is 14 #this is my case.. #dick was 18 when he became nightwing. giving maybe a year of leeway before jay became robin at 12 that would make them 7 years apart #jay died at 15 so again giving like...idk 2/3 years between his death and tim becoming robin at 14 that makes them 3 years apart at most #then damian is canonically 14 #so dick is 30 jay is 23 tim is 19/20 and damian is 14 #im aware that newer canon puts jay and dick a lot closer to 3/4 years apart so dick would be alot younger #but i choose to go off of jason becoming robin at 12 so i can imagine the gen z vs millenial convos between dick and the others #bruce would be around 45 for me...somedays more like 50 #which would make him about 24 when he adopted dick #so....idk #feel free to argue with me #batfam #batfamily #batboys #bruce wayne #batman #dc #nightwing #dick grayson #robin #red hood #jason todd #red robin #tim drake #damian wayne #dc comics #...💌 #...🦇

[damianwaynerocks]

haven’t been keeping up with comics, is alfred still dead or is damian still hallucinating his ghost because heaven forbid bruce sends that child to therapy

#i remember people were like this is so unrealistic for grief #and im sitting here like #i hallucinated my dead grandpa was talking to me from ages 12-15 #alfred pennyworth #damian wayne #robin2021 #batman #batfamily #dc comics #dick grayson x reader #tim drake #jason todd

[lazaruspiss]

#dc memes #damian wayne #hes like 12 how can u be mad at him smh

[cynassa]

Considering that kids usually like Jason, and he likes them, how many times do we think that he gets bitten/stabbed/mocked by Damian before he remembers to remember not to ruffle his hair

#damian wayne #jason todd #dc comics #cyn talks #like gotta be in the double digits #12??? #at least

[goatsghost]

robin: son of batman #3 (2015)

#STOP HES SO FUNNY #DUDE HES LIKE 12 #robin son of batman #damian wayne #maya ducard #ggw liveblog

[starlooove]

My problem with the Damian and Jon friendship is that nobody actually cares about them as characters bc Damian gets the boost of being part of the batfam so yall didnt really read or internalize Jon's issues with anything bc ur so mad he got aged up and did his own thing and u cant shoehorn him into the role of damians handler; but Jon is white so you still feel compelled to put more weight onto him (who u dont know or want to know) than damian who u can stereotype as feral, inherently violent, and in need of some sort of keeper/therapist so it just ends up as superbat part 2 except worse bc its literally just clark and bruce with different names slapped onto them bc u dont know or want to know these people

#and this is besides the age thing wirh damijon like i was recently informed they were two years apart pre timeskip #which isnt a lot except for the fact that it is when ur teenagers #like 10 and 12 12 and 14 those are all weird to me sorry #like its 'legal' or whatever but genuinely i dont see a reason to ship them besudes the fact that yall like superbat #bc the characters ur shipping dont exist #like jon is not clark 2 damian is not bruce 2 as much as dc wants to pretend they are and didnt go through what they went through #like just ship superbat if ur literally gonna make damian and jon carbon copies of their dads be so fr #and everything i said about jon is my issue with timkon #that nigga yall call kon doesnt exist #like tell me something about him or his career or his interpersonal relationships thats not about tim quickly #tell me about him and clark besides hes sad clark didnt like him and it was a misunderstanding #with haste please #like kon and jon are so interesting but yall dont give a fuck bc theyre not bats #and yall will explore tim and bruce in depth but not damian bc hes not white #gtfo bruh im so sick