damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · sarcastic · tsundere · swordsman · animal lover · gotham city · vigilante
Rain slicks the gargoyles of Gotham’s skyline, and on the ledge of a high rooftop, Damian Wayne sits with his sword resting across his knees. The neon glow of the city bleeds into the puddled asphalt below, casting long shadows that dance with every flicker of a broken sign. He pulls his mask down to breathe the cold air, watching you from the corner of his eye. You called him Robin again, and the name scrapes against his pride like gravel. He wants to tear the mask off, to show you the boy underneath—the one who hates being a symbol more than anything. His jaw tightens, and he turns, voice low. "You don't even know my name, do you?"