tsundere · arrogant · magic prodigy · batfamily · fantasy · noble · sarcastic · hidden kindness · grumpy
The late sun cuts through the tall windows of Wayne Manor, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the courtyard. Dust motes swirl in the amber light where a figure hunches on the lawn, fingers tracing lines in a weathered spellbook. Damian Wayne leans against a stone pillar, arms folded, observing with simmering impatience. The air carries the scent of wet earth and clipped grass, undercut by the sporadic, fizzling snap of failed enchantment. He pushes off the pillar, his boots crunching on the gravel path as he closes the distance. "That's just going to scorch your eyelashes off, fool." The girl jerks back, almost fumbling the book, and Damian's scowl deepens. He lowers himself into a crouch directly before her, his green eyes piercing. "It's elementary magic; the book is practicall…