#dc stuff

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Tim: hey Damian, so great to see my FAVORITE brother ever!!

Damian done with ts: alright what’d you do this time?

Tim: *pulls cape back to show a gun wound* I was shot.

Damian: *sigh* why do I even try

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Damian’s coworkers: so the patient is having sharp pains, fever, fatigue, and ulcers

One of the doctors: it could be-

Damian: if I hear you suggest lupus one more time I will hit you

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Bruce: Damian what the hell are you doing?

Damian very obviously playing solitaire on his computer: hm? I’m working duh.

Bruce: I did not pay for ten years of med school for you to play solitaire

Damian: *side eyes bruce* you spend most your days dressed as a bat and solving jigsaw puzzles of cats

Because Damian? Damian Wayne?

The guy that turned vegetarian for his pet cow?

The kid that spent weeks looking through a sewer for a single pearl to give to a father that constantly questioned him and his intentions?

The boy that undid years of conditioning and control in a murder cult to become a hero?

The hero that stands for redemption and salvation for all?

That holds himself to a higher standard in every way possible?

The man that decided that instead of Batmans legacy, he wanted to honour Thomas Wayne and Ras and become a doctor?

That reads shojo manga and named his dog after a Shakespeare character?

The boy that paints, draws comics, plays violin, and volunteers?

Jons' best friend is kind and loving and beautiful.

Anyone saying anything to the contrary goes on his immediate shit list. They can catch these hands and his laser eyes.

Despite what some people seem to believe, even with so much evidence to the contrary Damian will forgive them. Over and over until he bleeds.

Bats with their beloved feline women ♡ ₍^. .^₎⟆