#vampire dc

Oh my god.

Yes.

Tho it'd probably be bitter because of the old blood. Yk,like how fruits taste when they're getting too old.

Dear, get some sleep, but this is a good angst idea, especially since vampires have heightened senses.

Also I realize I misread your angst idea midway through this😭😭, but I’m sorry I’ll have to rewrite your ideal later, I hope you don’t mind 😭

Damian knew that smell. It smelled like your fur, the fur he would bury his face against at night when he couldn’t chase away the cold, fur that you used to hide him from the sun, the fur of his sibling who stuck by him when you didn’t have to, when you shouldn’t have. Not after all the neglect and bullying you suffered through by the hands of the family.

But you did, you stayed by him the first time he transformed into a creature of the night, petting his head and letting him take your warmth as his slowly slipped away, for the rest of eternity. Whispering to him that he was going to be okay, that you would stay by his side no matter what.

He remembers the smell of your blood as you fought against the vampires, saving him and Green Arrow from the blood thirsty hordes, getting bit and cut in the process many times. You never turned however, already becoming a creature of the night with you being a werebear… thankfully, vampires didn’t like the animal taste of your blood.

He liked your blood. He liked how willingly you fed him, how you kept him warm while he fed on your gamey blood. In those moments he truly felt like he was your cub.

He also remembers how you stayed in your beast form, mainly to protect and attack when needed. Rarely turning back to your human form out of fear that if you were to that he and the others would be killed. He wonders when he would get to see your face again.

Damian missed you. You stayed back to distract the horde of vampires after a mission went backwards, the Vampire Hunters were able to save a group of humans, but you ended up being left behind, he remembers you roaring at Green Arrow to grab him and go….

He should have stayed. He should have stayed to help you. He should have protected you.

What Damian did not expect when he finally reunited with his eldest brother was seeing your fur, being soiled by the blood of humans and the dirty feet of vampires.

You hated it when people were bleeding. You hated when innocent people got hurt.

A Beast, is what they called you. A beast. You were so much more than that, you were family. His family, the only family he had left…

You’re gone. You were supposed to stay with him.

Tears weld up in the young fledgling’s eyes as he stared at the bear skin rug. He didn’t cry, not yet, not in front of these monsters.

“Do what do you think Damian? Want to join your big brother?” Dick asked him, smiling as he stepped on your back.

The back that carried him for so many nights.

Damian didn’t remember what happened afterwards. All he knows is that he nearly ripped out Dick’s throat as he screamed at him how could you? How could you do this to them???