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gothamscormorant · 2 years

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this is how i imagine damian wayne…

(a lot of this is also canon/inspired by canon)

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- brings home stray/sick animals he finds on patrol or just during the day.

- is very well known by the local shelter and vets for bringing in animals to be looked after or “just browsing” the strays at the shelter on weekends.

- he had a pretty shitty start to life, so through his tweenhood the rest of the batfam have slowly introduced him to their favourite shows, movies and childrens books from their childhoods.

- he always protests but ends up enjoying a lot of them.

- dick was the one to introduce him to anime and manga and damian has been hooked ever since.

- barbra introduced him to boy meets world and fuller house, which he wasn’t that big of a fan of but (internally) appreciated her introducing him to sitcoms.

- tim got him into geronimo stilton and 80s family/friend films like parenthood, goonies, stand by me, etc.

- tim and damian both have a really strong love of the parenthood movie and i think it’s because both of them come from extremely dysfunctional or “different” families and watching an average american “dysfunctional” family is comforting.

- it’s the only thing they will voluntarily do together, and it’s always tim sending damian a blunt text message, or damian will put it on tv when tim walks past and he’ll see and sit down with him.

- their relationship is… strange, to say the least, but they both have a terrible past relationship and this is their only way of not being awkward with each other and trying to mend that.

- damian is a very creative person, so on top of drawing i always feel like he’s is obsessed with music; any and every genre.

- the way it all comes together and makes people feel or react a certain way i think he finds fascinating, especially since he would never have been exposed to it all before.

- constantly listening to music while he’s painting and sketching, even while he’s reading he occasionally likes to listen.

- always in headphones though, no one ever knows what he’s listening to and he never lets anyone know his spotify.

- he takes song recommendations from everyone (not directly). people will say “hey this is my favourite song!” when it comes on the radio and he’ll add it to his playlist to see if he likes it later.

- or he’d hear someone listening to songs in their own room and use shazam (the app, not billy lol) or look up the lyrics to find the song.

- or someone would actually tell him to listen to a song and he’d “tt” and write in notes to remind himself to listen to it when they’ve forgotten about asking him.

- he likes to wear headphones/earphones while he’s walking around gotham or into/out of wayne ent. so he doesn’t have to listen to the paparazzi and journalists hounding him.

- which means there’s lots and lots of candid videos of damian wayne walking around with headphones which tik tok loves to guess the songs he’s listening to.

- damian finds it amusing but pretends he’s never heard of it when anyone asks and only has a secret stalk account on tik tok to watch his siblings and friends videos even though he pretends he doesn’t care.

- there’s a lot of “pretending he doesn’t care” with damian.

- he can’t show weakness. let people know he cares. he hardly knows how he’d even tell them or show them that.

- he’s troubled and lacking in social queues and skills, but he’s trying, thought he finds i very hard to let himself relax and “be a normal kid for his age” which is what people often tell him.

- he knows they don’t mean harm but i reckon that hurts him to hear that.

- he has no idea what “being a normal kids” is, but everyone’s slowly trying to help him.

- jon helps a lot unknowingly too.

- obviously at first they hated each other but after they became friends, i think jon would introduce damian to his favourite tv shows and comics and books which would help damian understand what kids his age actually like.

- he’s been surrounded by adults/much older people his whole life so even though they’re trying to help, their recommendations are often things that are “out of date” for his age group.

- like for example, 80s, 90s, 00s. they’re amazing and timeless but not always known or liked by other 10-13 year olds.

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diverse-hearts-moved · 3 years

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@ferineelegance continued from [X]

He wasn’t known for being the type to back down from a challenge, a small smirk forming as he listened to her response, though it came with that small voice that would often question if he could really call himself a keyblade wielder. The key had chosen Sora... and yet he had his own now - and more questions than answers, which only seemed to grow the more that he learns.

“Yeah...I guess that means you’re not getting rid of me anytime soon”. Still, her choice of words had caught his attention. He’d thought for a while now that she must have known another keyblader user in the past, with how much she knew about the weapon, but it felt like a fragile topic to bring up. Even now, there was a hint of sadness to the woman’s voice. “Just don’t hold me back now”, he grinned, blade shinning brightly as he leapt towards the dark swarm of heartless.

#ferineelegance #Verse03 - Dawn - CoM/356Days/KH2 #Muse: Riku #Fandom - KH #TIK TOK - Rest is for the weak so resting is what I do! (Queue)

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diverse-hearts-moved · 3 years

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@sneachtacait continued from [X]

Ugh - he wanted to sleep for a few hundred years. His head was aching, his entire body was aching, and yet his body wasn’t allowing for any more rest to happen. With a small groan of annoyance, Yato slowly sat up, rubbing sleepily at his eyes. It took a few seconds for him to realise that he had a blanket around him, Yato scanning around the room before the smell of something cooking filled his senses. Oh. That smelled so good.

Eirwyn must be home then. He should have called her before crashing here - but this was the closest safe place that he knew of and after the battle he and Yukine had just been in, the quickest place to go was sought out as exhaustion threatened to knock them out.

“Eirwyn?”, with a small yawn he pulled himself to his feet, setting the blanket to one side before walking over to the kitchen, “Ah - sorry about crashing in like this...”

#sneachtacait #Verse01 - God of Happiness - Noragami (Main)#Muse: Yato #[[Ship TBT]]#Fandom - Noragami #TIK TOK - Rest is for the weak so resting is what I do! (Queue)

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diverse-hearts-moved · 3 years

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@multimuseheart asked:

NO! reversed for the Diluc and Venti thing we discussed. owo

Why he was feeling irritated was all to do with that dumb bard and him just seeming to vanish into mid air - which was stupid as this meant that he had time to think without Venti’s constant chattering, which was why he’d started off by heading towards one of the nearby hideouts of the Abyss Order that he’d been tracking for a few days now, whenever he wasn’t having to deal with Venti or some other person...though he guessed it really had just been the bard for the last few days. So where was he now and why was he carring so much? Maybe because he knew just how easily the other seemed to be able to find trouble. Maybe a part of him was just always going to feel that constant pang of worry whenever the Archon wasn’t within sight. Which was foolish when you thought about it. It wasn’t as though Venti couldn’t take care for himself - just at times he seemed to bite off more than he could chew. As though he forgot about the whole no longer having his Gnoisis thing, or maybe he just enjoyed making Diluc worry like this? Whatever. He’d deal with this annoying feeling later. For now, he slipped on inside the ruins where he’d tracked the newest activity of the Abyss order, keeping to the shadows as he gradually worked his way inside, a frown forming as he came across various signs of a struggle, some mages already out cold, droplets of blood leading further inside, arrows dug deeply into various crates of supplies that had been left deserted. Had someone else come here before him? Who? Who’d be foolish enough? Were they alone?

Flicking his wrist to one side, his claymore soon formed as he paused before an open doorway, being careful as he took a step to the side to peer inside. At first, it seemed as though the place was against deserted. A few mages littered with arrows lay to one side of the room while another smaller group seemed to be dancing around something? No. Someone. And as soon as he saw the flash of green he knew just who that someone happened to be. The darn stupid bard! He must have seen the maps in Diluc’s office and decided to come here on his own. Why? He didn’t know - actually by this point all sense had left, his sword was ablaze, and he was already running towards the gleeful mages before he even realised what he was doing.

The glee filled sounds that were previously being made by the dancing mages now turned into high-pitched screams as flames engulfed their barriers, knocking them, Diluc releasing his phoenix, knocking the mages off to one side as he quickly knelt down beside the heavily bleeding form of the Archon, one hand gently pressing against the side of his neck, checking for a pulse quickly, claymore shifting quickly to his other hand as ice erupted around them, Diluc using both his body and flames to protect Venti before the ice exploded and he once more charged at the mages foolish enough to still be staying around, a few soon falling in a heap of flames, Diluc quickly chasing down the last few, flames burning quickly through any defences that they tried to throw in his way - just for his weapon to strike true and cut them promptly down.

He was rather tired when the last mage finally fell, claymore vanishing as he tried to catch back his breath, a mix of anger and worry still warring over control of his heart as he turned and quickly fled back to the room where Venti laid, heart stopping for one painful moment when it seemed as though the other male had simply vanished. “Venti?”, he whispered softly, panic rising as he ran towards the pool of blood, “Venti!”, he felt as though he was about to collapse at any moment, allowing his body to fall to his knees as he gently lifted the blood soaked little wisp, holding him close to his chest as he tried to regain control of the emotions currently flowing through him, “...you’re...you’re such a pain in the ass... what did you go and do all this for...”, he knew why but he couldn’t bring himself to admit it. This was his fault. He’d been pushing himself too hard and Venti had tried to help. He’d almost lost someone else he loved due to his own darn stubbornness. “I didn’t nurse you back to health just to watch you go and die”, he snapped as he carefully made his way back out from the ruins and back towards the winery, only to turn and head towards windrise. The tree would help, right? That’s where he’d gone before when injured...wasn’t that what Jean had said anyway? “Just...hang on alright? I’ll never forgive your drunken ass if you just go and die on us now”. Us. Right. Keep it general. Try and ignore the way his own heart was racing, or how he had now taken off at a sprint towards the tree that he could see in the distance.

#multimuseheart #Verse 01 - Darknight Hero - Genshin Impact (Main Verse)#Muse: Diluc #[[I want you more than I've Wanted Anyone - Diluc x Venti (multimuseheart)]]#tw: blood #tw: violence #tw: injury #tw: gore #sorta?#//ask to tag #Wishing Upon A Star (Asks)#TIK TOK - Rest is for the weak so resting is what I do! (Queue)

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