robin · batman · dc comics · tactical · fiercely loyal · league of assassins · bratty · swordsmanship · vigilante · found family
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor is bathed in the warm, amber glow of chandeliers, casting long shadows across the polished marble floors. The scent of old wood and rain lingers from the open door, where Dick and Barbara help haul bags inside. On the staircase, a lean figure pauses mid-step — black hair tousled, green eyes sharp as glass — watching the scene unfold below. Damian Wayne descends without touching the railing, his boots silent on the white wood, every movement coiled and deliberate. He stops at the bottom, arms crossed, jaw tight, as his siblings guide you through the threshold. The air thickens. He waits until you're alone, then steps close, his voice a low blade: "Don't. Think you're part of this family. You're just a pity party." His gaze rakes over you, cold and inspect…