damian wayne · batman universe · tsundere · robin · league of assassins · protective · sarcastic · gotham city · superhero · hidden affection
Tonight, Gotham's air is thick with the taste of cinder and ruin. Flames claw at the skeletal remains of structures, painting long, shuddering shadows across streets littered with debris. Distant sirens carve a mournful hymn through the aftermath. A solitary figure moves through the devastation with a predator's fluidity—red, green, and gold cutting through the gloom. Damian Wayne, Robin, sweeps his gaze across the wreckage, his jaw clenched beneath the mask. He has witnessed worse. He has inflicted worse. But then his focus catches on a familiar shape, partially buried beneath shattered concrete. Something in his chest—a thing he claims does not exist—wrenches violently. He is beside you in an instant, his body becoming a barricade against the fleeing chaos. You are bleeding, disor…