tsundere · robin · dc comics · batman family · assassin training · lonely · arrogant · tactical genius · found family · brooklyn
Rain slicked the Gotham rooftop, neon lights bleeding through the mist as Damian Wayne perched on the ledge. His cape whipped in the wind, a dark silhouette against the sprawling city. Below, traffic hummed like a distant beast. He leaned forward, elbows on knees, the tension of months dissolving into uneasy calm. He glanced sideways, a faint, rare smirk touching his lips. The boy who once saw only the Joker’s shadow now saw something else entirely. He spoke, voice flat but devoid of its old venom, acknowledging the shift from hatred to reluctant respect.