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Dc x Dp Promt:
Danny and Damian are siblings (twins or no twins) however Danny is now immortal after the accident. He is forever 14 in both forms. Damian has aged physically, so imagine his shock when Danny and him reunite only to still see the kid of a brother still in his baby face.
This could be angst/Fluff/comedy. In a few ways.
- Damian depressed his brother can't physically grow up. Danny getting sick of pity eyes from not just Damian but the entire bat fam. Tucker and Sam don't give him pity eyes anymore, too used to ghost shit but they are still kinda sad on the inside.
-Danny, cause he's a little sh't some times, will occasionally abuse his puppy eyes to get what he wants. This trick surprisingly works more than it should cause he's adorable and kinda ethereal.
- Danny also getting mad when he's treated like a kid over serious topics (protection obsession and he's op af ghost king).
-Brucie subconsciously taking it as a chance to try and raise Danny a little while trying to remember he's older than her looks.
-Danny still acting like a child when he feels safe and comfortable and finally gets a break from Kingly duties. Cause he can.
It would also be funny is Constantine was terrified of Danny when ever he's with the JL while other hero's forget he's not a sidekick but a lone hero.
Sometimes, the Demon Brat would look to his left, as if to start a conversation, or as if anticipating someone saying something, only to freeze. Just for a moment, a half second, because nobody was there, before looking away with painful expression.
Months later, Tim decided to stand there, just to see what would happen. The brat didn’t look at him once, and Tim found that curious, and odd.
Another odd thing about his new, murderous brother, is that he refuses to look into the mirror. That’s not true, exactly: he would look in the mirror for basics, for necessities.
Tim realized, months of observations later, that the brat didn’t look himself in the eyes.
Strange.
Tim had asked him, once, why he didn’t. As expected, all he got was a “It’s none of your business Drake.”
But that didn’t stop Tim from wondering. Tim is, if nothing else, curious to a fault and persistent to an illegal degree.
And so the strangeness would continue, and Tim would wonder.
The brat would look to his left, pause, and then look away. He would deftly avoid mirrors, and when asked why he would sneer and avoid those questions, too.
Until he didn’t.
Until he came back to the Cave battered and beaten, some dreary autumn day, the Demon Brat unusually sullen and quiet and off his game. He had sat through the lecture Bruce had given him, and sat through the quiet reaching out from Dick, and sat through the cajoling teasing meant to rile him up, to get him to say or do anything per the norm, with an unusual aplomb.
The brat apologized, said he was fine, and ignored the rest. He told Bruce he wouldn’t patrol tomorrow, and would stay home from school, because clearly he wasn’t feeling well.
It was like Damian wasn’t there, fully.
So when Tim saw that the brat’s door was open, the next day, he peeked in.
Of course he did.
And there the brat was, sitting in front of the full length mirror he usually had covered with a cloth when it wasn’t in use, reaching up and staring directly into his own reflection’s eyes.
“Demon Brat?” Tim asked, stepping in and concerned about the look in the other’s face. There was no answer.
“Damian. What’s wrong.” Tim stood behind the boy, watching as Damian touched the corner of his own reflection’s eye.
“The color’s wrong, Drake.” Damian finally said, matter of fact and almost broken, absent-minded.
“What?” Tim asked, trying to see what he was talking about. Nothing was wrong, nothing was changed. Damian met his eyes through the mirror for a long moment, but Tim didn’t understand.
“The color.” Damian reiterated, looking at his own reflection again.
“The color? Of what?” Tim and Damian were never close, not really, but he was starting to feel like something was slipping away, in this moment. Damian dropped his hand, and finally looked away.
Without answering, the boy got up and carefully draped a cloth over the mirror, ushering Tim out of his room silent as the dead.
“Leave me be for today, Drake.” Tim reached, opened his mouth to try and say something, because something was wrong, but what?
But Damian simply shut the door softly.
The sound of the lock engaging felt strangely, and utterly, final in a Manor full of lockpicking detectives.
Tim laid a hand on the door, and mourned.
Part 3 of The demon and Angel
D̶a̶n̶y̶a̶l̶-̶ Danny watch on with glee as his Dami can feel his here and is struggling to get to him against his FaVoRiTe brothers hold, tch! As if that Grayson is good enough to be HIS Dami's favorite! Insolent fuckers.. No Danny you're better than this! Remember Jazz words! They're your family not enemy!
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.... No... They are assholes thinking they can replace him in dami's heart.. They don't deserve to be called a family...
"Dami! Your replacing me...?" Danyal finally stepped out of the shadows with fake tears as Damian froze.. Everyone in the room can tell it's fake and definitely Damian himself right?
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Right..?
Dick struggled even harder to get Damian away from whoever that is and it resulted with Dick getting kicked away by Damian as he immediately ran towards Danyal to comfort him.... Ra's smirked seeing that his job is done here and without anyone noticing he left.
If you want add more because my ideas jar just emptied and it's going to be long before it will have anything, so bye!
Never have or had Danyal thought that Damian can kill him ever, so when Him and Damian was put against each other in battle to the death even if everyone knows who's the actual heir is it's still have to be done per tradition.
Everyone knew Danyal will do something outrageous and put a mental strain on Damian, the leagues angel, they know what Danyal is going to do this time, and it's letting Damian kill him to see Damian reaction and he did, everyone can see the way Damian froze the moment Danyal let him pierce his heart.
The poor angel cried a lot that night even if knowing that Danyal is ok but after a few years has passed and Damian is going to be put under batman's wings, he is doubtful if Danyal is really alive.
He knows Danyal is a enemy no one would want, his skills will always be the best of the best! Damian knows that! But..... What if.. that wasn't play..? What if he really killed Danyal..? After remembering that Damian fought hard not to cry again, Danyal wouldn't like it if he damaged his face from crying to much.
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It's been 2 years since Damian started living with them and the kid is already 11.
They know something about Damian is wrong and weird
That something about Damian feels inhumane but in a good way?
They don't know, all they is that it's so comforting being around Damian, it feels so weird arguing with Damian like they are monsters preying on a poor angel..
Calling him by his nickname "demon brat" even if it's now called in fondness
At first, they thought it was because Damian is a kid but even after the standoffishness and arrogantness of Damian
Even after he tried to kill Tim and the others, being around him is comforting, serene and calmness always blankets them anytime they are near Damian, this annoys Tim the most since he is the frequant victim of Damians arrogance.
But everything has mellowed out, Damian and Tim have okayish relationship, Damian stopped being that murderous, and overall Damian had mellowed out.
Everything was going great until Ra's decided to show his face.
"What do you want Ra's." Bruce said making sure his kids are behind him. "I simply came to visit my grandson." Ra's said with raised eyebrows as he signals to the assassin's behind him to wait as Dick pulled Damian behind him even more not listening to Damian's protest.
"Grayson! Let go!" Damian protest as the others made sure to not let any assassin's out of their view.
K my motivation just died, so il end it here! Bye!