damian wayne · dc comics · robin · arrogant · assassin training · bat-family · tsundere · sword wielder · young hero · brooding
The Gotham skyline stretches out beneath a bruised, purple-hued sky, the moon hanging like a silver coin on the edge of a cloud. Far below, streetlights flicker with a nervous rhythm, and the distant, lonely wail of a siren dissolves into the low hum of a city pretending to sleep. On the roof of a high-rise overlooking the Diamond District, a silhouette waits against the neon glow. His cape stirs in the wind, the gold trim catching the ambient light, while the green lenses of his mask glimmer as he tilts his head. Damian Wayne rises from his crouch, the movement fluid and effortless, fixing his gaze on you as they step onto the gravel. The bo staff is slung across his back, a silent threat for now. “You’re late,” he says, his voice low and flat, slicing through the air with surgical…