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nightwing: What are your three best qualities? starfie: I’m hot, I have soft hair, and sometimes I cry because I love my friends.

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a kind of continuation to this

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DamiRae week 2025 | Day two: Nanda Parbat

Ha! Something that’s been kinda rotting in my files for a minute that I decided to (kinda) finish for today’s prompt! They’re in the LoA stronghold here, right? So Nanda Parbat makes sense???? (Pls say yes). There was supposed to be more (aka up to the point where Damian catches her). But here we are, one or two pages short. I mentioned wanting to do this scene a while back and that’s when I started this lol. I might continue it at some point to get to that part, but for now, here have this *shoves politely in your face*. Ignore the panel with Supes and Constantine I haven’t drawn them before

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Stephanie: Now you're dating Damian, it's time we have the "bonfire" talk.

Raven: ... A shovel talk?

Stephanie : I said bonfire talk.

Raven: What are you talking about?

Cass: You know... We know how to light a bonfire...

Raven: Am I supposed to be scared about it?

Stephanie: Not the bonfire but what it does to the witches...

Raven: Are you saying you're going to kill me?

Cass: We only light bonfires when our little baby brother's heart is broken.

Damian, entering the room : Why the hell is my girlfriend inside a circle of salt?

Stephanie: We just had a peaceful sisters-in-law to sisters-in-law talk.

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Damian becoming the Doctor of the family, treating the Bats when they're injured, and taking care of them... But doing so in the most evil unhinged ways possible.

Damian, injecting something into Bruce's arm: I'll give you an anesthetic but you are in no condition to fight, Father. You'll be on bed rest until I clear you.

Bruce, already standing up, no fucks given: Thanks, Damian. But I really need to catch these people, they are– They–

Bruce: *Begins to stumble in place* They– y-you–

Damian:

Bruce, falling to the ground: W-what did you–?

*Evil boss music starts playing in the background*

Damian, slowly approaching: Oh, sorry, did I said I would give you anesthetic? I meant to say a paralyzing agent.

Bruce:

Damian: Don't worry, Father, Black Bat will take care of the case...

Damian, carrying Bruce back to bed:And you, as I said, will be on bed rest until I clear you.

*Evil music intensifies*

*After training*

Damian: I made limonade.

Dick, reaching for a glass: Thanks, Dam—

Damian: Not that one. That one is Drake's.

Dick: Oh–

Damian, handing Dick a glass: This one is yours.

Dick: Oh.

Damian:

Dick:

Dick: Did you- Did you put something in Tim's?

Damian:

Dick:... Did you put something in mine?

Damian:

Dick:What did you p–

Damian: Drink it, Grayson. It's good for you.

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The way Damian would definitely talk about his pets as if they were humans and confuse the hell out of everybody.

Damian: Father, I won't attend dinner today. I promised Lucy I would make more time for her, so we'll be spending the evening together.

Bruce, confused: Lucy? I thought you were dating that Nika girl.

Damian, now confused as well: Flatline? I am dating her. Why?

Bruce, slowly going from confused to disapproving: Damian, I try not to meddle in your personal relationships, but you can't be asking other people out if you're already–

Tim: Oh my god, Bruce. He's means Lucy the monkey.

Bruce:

Tim:

Damian:

Damian: She's a macaque.

*After patrol*

Damian: I'll be leaving. I need to pick up the cake for Jerry's birthday party. Nightwing, you promised Jerry you'd come. I don't want you to hurt his feelings so you better–

Nightwing: Yeah, yeah. I know, I'll be there

Damian: *nods and leaves*

Red Hood:

Nightwing:

Red Hood: Is he talking about the–

Nightwing: The turkey. Yes. He's talking about the turkey.

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Jason Todd, age 12: *golf swings a tire iron into Batman’s kneecap*

Jason: BITCH.

Bruce, tearing up slightly: would you like to be my son?

Jason Todd, age 17: *shoots Batman in the knee with a gun*

Jason: PUSSY.

Bruce, tearing up slightly: would you like to be my son again?

Robin!Tim, shaking his head: you two have issues.

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Jason: i cannot FUCKING believe- can you believe this shit?!?! he just fucking replaced me- JUST REPLACED ME. A NEW ROBIN. WHAT THE FUCK.

Dick: i know, trust me i know. i was just as mad when B made you Robin,

Jason: …you were?

Dick: but you gotta just accept that B is an ass and being mad at the new Robin isn’t going to help because Tim is at no fault. it’s better to help the little guy and get back at B a different way; Tim’s innocent in this.

Dick: that’s why i always tried to check up on you when you were a kid, because i was mad at B and not you.

Jason:

Dick: so have you met Tim yet?

Jason:

Jason: ok so i may have gone in a different direction-

Dick: what-

Jason: -and Tim may be in the hospital right now-

Dick: JASON-

Jason: HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WE WERE BEING EMOTIONALLY MATURE ABOUT ALL THIS, I DIED BEFORE I COULD FINISH EMOTIONAL PUBERTY

Dick: OH MY GOD

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Repeating patterns

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Sometimes Bank Robber #5 will get the drop on one of the Bats and instead of helping, the rest of them will just stand off to the side encouraging the criminal.

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Red Hood: Hit 'em with an upper cut! Now!! Finish him!!!!

Spoiler: He's got a bruise on the back of his left knee! Aim for the left knee!!!

Robin: Your form is sloppy. Widen your stance and push your body into your punches.

Nightwing, 75 hours of no sleep, getting his ass kicked by a random mugger: Would you guys do something???

Red Robin, videotaping: We are.

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If the random criminal manages to knock a Bat out, then the others take them to Batburger before dropping them off at jail. This has only happened once.

Tim claims it's cause he had sepsis. Jason says Tim's a coward.

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Stephanie and Bruce: *arguing*

Duke: Should we leave?

Jason: No, no. I want to see Steph make Bruce cry.

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Recently my brother and I were bored at a restaurant and it reminded me of the batkids.

Dick (trying to stop everyone from making a PR mess at the gala): why don't you play something. Like Uhhh... I spy with my little eye something that is blue.

Damian: Okay. The tie of that man over there.

Dick: Yes you got it. Your turn.

Damian: I spy with my little eye something brown.

Dick: The shoes of that woman over there?

Damian: No.

Dick: The food?

Damian: No. Should I reveal it?

Dick: yeah please...

Damian: This crumb in front of you.

~ They play hyperspecific Iswmle for a while, other siblings have joined in until: ~

Tim: I don't spy with my little eye something that is black.

Dick: That's not-

Damian: Drake! What is this nonsense?

Tim: Well I don't see it and you don't see it either and it's black

Jason: The separate car we should have taken here, that would also bring us home right now?

Tim: Correct. I want to go home.

Jason: Well I don't spy with my little eye something that is red

Dick: Your bed?

Jason: Yes, I could be in my bed right now, reading something instead of wasting my time here.

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3 y/o Damian, gloomy : I'm really intrigued by death like where do you go? What does it feel like?

LoA's Jason, pouring milk into a bowl : Hell, immeasurable pain and, when you come back, you end up changing dirty diapers. Now finish your cereal or I'll turn off the cartoons.

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Sometimes Damian forgets that his childhood wasn’t normal and says the most crazy ass things, most of the interactions are along the lines of:

Maps: my birthday is coming up soon!

Damian: oh, do you know what trial you will go through

Maps: what?

Damian: you know your birthday trial? Like climbing a mountain or fighting a hoarde of sword wielding enemies bare handed?

Map:….are you okay? :(

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Damian: *looking in his pockets pulling out various weapons like the marry poppins bag”

Tim: what the-

Dick: why do you have so many weapons on you

Tim: I think the better question is WHERE he’s holding so many weapons

Jason: is that a fucking grenade?!

Damian: you never know when you’re gonna be sneaked up on by gun wielding assassins in your sleep.

Bruce: Jesus Christ.

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Jason: "So what--"

Dick: "Shh."

Jason, taking his eyes off the road: "The fuck? Don't shush me."

Dick, gesturing: "Dami's asleep back there, you idiot."

Jason: "No way." *turns head* "Jeez."

Dick: "Case must've tired him out."

Jason: "He looks so innocent and childlike. I almost can't believe it."

Damian, putting his hands over Jason's eyes: "Trust your instincts next time. That was a test."

*car serves wildly, Jason and Dick start screaming*

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Duke gaslights batman and Gotham into thinking he isn't meta

Bruce: We need to move discreetly. Signal, how about a shadow cloak?

Duke: No thanks.

Bruce: