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“you don’t have to lecture me on good people dying at the hands of villains, sia, i have first hand experience in that area,” damian sighed. he had been killed a week after his thirteen year old birthday at the hands of his clone sent after him by his mother. 

“i-…” gods. of course. whatever her feelings were, sia had forgotten that she was preaching to the choir. it was easily done. with grief - with that feeling that would never go away, not as long as she lived… it turned her blind. “i’m sorry. i didn’t…- i wasn’t thinking.” 

“sometimes you have to.” her opinion had changed, somewhere along the way. she had never thought to do things by halves. never imagined that she would be the one throwing out the rule book. but, like dante may have said if he were here… shit happened. “the people we’re fighting- the people who do bad things, they don’t HAVE a rule book. they never have.” 

“eh-eh, i saw that - put it back. “ tom scolded as he moved his jacket to show off the detectives badge on his belt. “ just cause i’m off duty doesn’t mean i can’t arrest ya’” the detective added, not really wanting to arrest someone today, that was so much paperwork and he had much more pressing matters weighing on his mind. 

             There was a pang of guilt that hit Link square in the heart – quite strong , honestly. Nobody knew about Hell ; nobody knew about the little vacation Link took while comatose. Damian deserved to know , that was fact. What were they waiting for , after all ?? Why couldn’t they just say something – ❝ You ?? Turning into DICK ?? Please. ❞ Something to laugh off , at least , but that didn’t distract their thoughts from thinking about the inevitable. ❝ I mean. ❞ A shrug. ❝ You saw m’leg … And , uh , not much to say except – kinda got coma’d n’ shit but. That’s about it. – Oh , yeah , and I got the new Mortal Kombat. That’s been pretty fun. ❞

           ❝ Where have I been ?? ❞ Link repeated as if they didn’t process the question already. Hands moved to their hips , brown eyes shifting to the side as they put on an expression of pondering - maybe slightly in jest. The easiest answer was Hell. Literally. ❝ I was just , uh , floatin’ , Dami - y’know ?? Hey , you wanna see me make my foot into a SKATEBOARD again - ❞  

          ❝ ‘N then if I tap my foot twice like this … ❞ Link’s taken the liberty of showcasing the new functions of the prosthetic leg they acquired in their absence. First day back at Paragon and the first instinct is to SHOW OFF to younger students ; how very Link Wayne of them. On brand , as they’d say. But they do what they describe , tapping their toe twice to the ground and watching as the food expands into a skateboard. ❝ - I get a coolass skateboard !! ‘N it works , just watch - ❞ They balance their other foot on the edge , perfectly whirling around the area. ❝ It’s fuckin’ li- SHIT. ❞ They collide with another body , hoping to not send them toppling over - and the kids watching them giggle just a tad. Link sighs. ❝ ‘Kay , I get it - it’s funny , now go to class since you wanna apparently laugh at my failed attempt at badassery. ❞ They step back , tapping their foot again to return to its normal state. They looked the other figure up and down , hands on their hips. ❝ Sorry about that - y’good ?? … What’s , uh , what’s poppin ?? ❞

it’d been two days since the two had eloped and damian was still in disbelief. his brain couldn’t seem to process that he had actually proposed to and married gar all in one day, april fools day none the less. “i still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you’re my husband,” damian said with a smile. “we’re married.” 

* closed starter for @batheiir / “i had no supervision when i was a kid.”

“oh, i know-” sienna laughed, the very sound feeling foreign yet right to her, “and i had too MUCH. dante and i-” she started with confidence, but lost her nerve no sooner had his name left her mouth. dante. she tried NOT to talk about him. “we…- our presence was probably of little help to you. on your own you’d have gotten away with murder. with us tailing along after you, dad’s eyes never strayed.”

“ damian wayne , did you just call me old ? “ 

gar: yeah? you think you can fit me into that busy ol’ schedule? 😏 gar: oh you have no idea, you haven’t seen me pull out the REAL charm yet gar: she’s a catch, but i have some ideas that are best without those cute chubby lil cheeks. 

gar @batheiir: im gunna ask this, and you can think it’s dumb. but. i’m gunna ask it anyway.  gar: let me take you out on Valentines Day? gar: on a date. an actual, proclaimed, we’ll get a babysitter, get all the frills, date. gar: because you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it when we keep falling asleep watching movies together.

“ a little morbid– but okay. what is it the kids say ? you do you or something ? “ you know you’re getting old when you start with ‘ what is it the kids say ‘. 

“Morning, Damian.” Diana greeted him, her arms loosely folded. “How’s Livia? I haven’t seen her in a while.”

@batheiir

“alright D, we got the popcorn buttered to utter perfection,” gar came into his living room balancing not only a rather large bowl full of popcorn, but also with a tray cooled from the oven, “and some delicious tofu jalapeño poppers, crafted with my own two hands,” he sets them on the coffee table, glancing over, “livi can’t climb yet, can she?” and yes, this was absolutely a moment where it was obvious he adopted a teenager, “ah, we’re right here. anyway, i also got a thing of baby puffs to distract her with,” which he pulls out of his pocket and sets triumphantly on the coffee table. truthfully, he just wants them both to be able to enjoy a movie like before, and it was totally still possible, “so, now i’m gunna stump ya,” he smirks as he steps onto the couch to sit next to Damian, “Jurassic Park or Lord of the Rings?”  [ @batheiir ] 

“fucking batcow.” it wasn’t said maliciously, more blown away that a, damian had a batcow, and b, that ‘batcow’ was the name he’d gone with. it was one hell of a choice. “that was one of the wildest things about coming back.” he admitted. “just turning around and you’ve got seven hundred animals. it’s nice you have that, but you know. whoa.”