#idk ..

as you all may know I have been struggling mentally a lot lately and not just with my fiction but also with university. I just am not made out to study online, maybe I am just not made out to study at all... 

I don’t know what to do though .... I am just stressed... 

I need to take a break from this blog;blog; I am however still available to talk but everything is just so much... and I don’t know how to deal with it and it’s tapping into my biggest fears and I don’t know what to do or where to start. 

Stay safe, take care of yourselves.

Has no one, ever, once, mentioned how fucking golden it is that Damian exists? 

Look at this kid. Look at him. It’s a child. A child. Not only a child- but a literal, physical, emotional copy of Bruce. Bruce. 

Holy fucking shit guys the potential. 

The batkids, every single one of them, has beef with Bruce in one form or another. Dick more than any of them. 

And then there comes this kid. This fucking child.

And hes been raised by assassins and that explains and excuses a lot- but he literally Bruce. 

But they cant hate this child. Thats…childish. 

And thats what makes him so perfect.

Because Damian is Bruce as a child, and as such, he gets away with the things Bruce cannot get excused by being young. 

The other kids have to witness these habits, and they joke and tease and are like “oh our own little Bruce”

But they cant complain. They can’t hate him. He’s a kid. He doesn’t know better. 

…So, how do none of them connect the dots that- maybe, just maybe, Damian now is Bruce now, except Damian now will outgrow this because he has them, and Bruce never did.