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poisoningwords · 7 months
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Chapter 3: Queen
It's was cold...the darkness began to close in on Ivy where ever she went. She walked down the sidewalk with her neck buried in her trench coat. She thought about what Dick told her "get out of here…I’ll find you " she knew that he was a man of his word but she needed to focus, she needed to leave and it needed to be now. She made a sharp turn into an alley hopping this shortcut will get her to the bus stop quicker. Gripping on to her suitcase Ivy began to think about her new life in a new city, somewhere she can start fresh and no one knew her name. She began to relax as she spotted the bus stop a couple feet away; but… something was wrong, she felt it as chills were sent up her spine. She started to pick up the pace in her steps and before she knew it she was running. She was running as fast as she could, she ran...but she didn't know from what. The bus stop seemed like it wasn’t getting any closer and she was stumbling over herself trying to get away. She screamed for help but it was too late whatever was following her grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back, yanking her suit case out of her hand and tossing it on the ground. She started to kick and scream and suddenly a man voice called out.
Man: Hey lady! Knock it off!
Ivy woke up gasping for air as she looked at the older bus driver with confusion as he fixed his tucked in shirt. She apologized as she came back to reality.
Bus driver: the bus stops here. If you want another ride you have to get on another bus
Ivy: where...where is here?
He nudges his head to her bags and walks towards the front. She grabs her suitcase and follows closely behind him. As the make their way to the front of the bus she can already see the light bouncing off the sky high buildings as they bleed their way into the bus windows and the voices of people chattering as they walked by. She winced her restless eyes to refocus on the scenery that was unfolding in front of her as her mouth gapped open.
Ivy: It’s beautiful.
Bus Driver: It’s Starling city
He held out his hand to help her step out of the bus and reached in to close the door behind her.
Bus driver: Welp…enjoy.
She snapped out her trance and quickly looked back at him as he waved. He stopped a couple feet away from her and looked around seeing that all the other passengers have disappeared leaving her by herself.
BD: are you waiting on someone?
She shook her head and stared at the ground. She was alone,lost,and maybe even stupid for coming to Starling city by herself; He couldn’t help but think to himself.
BD: I’m Ernie
He said still remaining a couple feet away.
Ivy: Pa-…Poppy
She quickly corrected herself hoping Ernie would be to far away to catch her mistake
Ernie: ok Pa Poppy…I’m heading to lunch before I hit the road again. Care to join?
Her mouth tighten into a straight line and she nodded. She grabbed her bag and quickly walked to Ernie’s side. They began to talk for a bit over lunch, he told her he had a wife and kids and he how he has been driving for 15 years and not regretting a single day. He had asked about her life but she gave him a generic ‘bad home life’ story just to keep him satisfied.
Ernie: Ah explains the Pa Poppy
She laughs softy as she bites into he salad. He looks back at his watch and waves the waitress over for the bill.
Ernie: Well kid it’s been nice but I have to head out. Does Starling city seem like a good stop or will you keep going?
Ivy laughs at the thought of him calling her a ‘kid’. He couldn’t be more than 10 years older than her. She glances outside the diner window still being memorized by the lights.
Ivy: Yes, I think I going to settled down for a bit.
Ernie: alright sound good to me! Lunch is on me and here…get yourself a taxi into the city this should be enough.
Ivy shook her head and politely denied his money but he wasn’t taking no for answer. She finally gave in and thanked him for his gesture. He tipped his hat and head back to his bus leaving Ivy to finish her lunch and wait for her taxi as she daydreamed about her new start in Starling city. As the taxi pulled up she quickly climbed into the back tossing her suitcase in behind her. The driver peered at her through the rear view mirror but did double take as her emerald eyes met his. He sallows sharply stunned by her beauty.
Taxi man: w..where to?
She smiled wickedly showing off the whites of her teeth. It felt nice that even though her powers were gone she still had an affect on men.
Ivy: To the nicest hotel in the city please.
He quickly nodded and pulled away. She thought that if Harley and the others were to come to look for her, deep in the city where there was no plants in a mile radius would be the last place they’ll look.
The taxi finally came to a stop in front of a glamorous white hotel. The gold trim went to the very top of this couple stories high building and was complimented with long windows that displayed on the front facing side. Ivy whistled to herself looking up as she step out of the cab. She was quickly greeted by a bellboy who rushed to her side to take her bags. He startled her and she quickly thanked him; he smiled and turn to face her.
Bellboy: are you new in town ma’am?
Ivy: yes, can you tell?
He gave her a small laugh before turning away into the building
Bellboy: Yes, but a pretty young thing like you will fit right in
Her cheeks grew a light shade of pink as she smiled looking away from the young man. The sidewalk was busy with all kinds of people. You had business men on their cell phones cussing up a storm, down to the spoiled rich girl with their name brand shopping bags around their arms. Ivy, getting a little overwhelmed by it all quickly turned around and paid her taxi driver. Like playing frogger she made her way through the busy sidewalk to meet up with the bellboy. She was exhausted and the faster she checked in the better. With her head down she counted her change and stuffed it back in her purse but as she lifted her face she ran into something hard. No. Not something. Someone. She stumbled on the stairs loosing her balance and began heading for the ground but a two strong hands grabbed her by the hip and bicep pulling back on to her feet and steadying her.
Ivy : God I'm so sorry I-
Ivy stood paralyzed looking at a tall well dressed man. He wore a gray blazer with a white button down shirt and matching pants and a blue tie that complimented his dark green eyes. He smirked causing Ivy to stumble over her apology and cleared every thought in her head. ‘Fuck me who’s this?’ She gave a quick glance up and down the man’s body to make sure her eyes were not deceiving her.
Man: no no it's ok...It’s my fault. I’ve should have watched where I was going.
Both gave each other an awkward laugh as he released his hold that he had on her. Ivy tucks a stran of hair back that escaped her bun during the crash. She clears her throat and apologizes again before heading into the lobby but as she apologizes the man is lost deep in her grassy gaze. She looked at him confused after she apologized but he didn’t say anything… he just stared. She blinked quickly snapping him out of her trance
Man: Oh! Um…sorry I uh…yes it’s ok really...I’m sorry for staring but..your eyes...their b-
An older man from a parked in front of the hotel car called out to him holding the door open.
Older man: Oliver! We are cutting it short! Let’s get a move on before the opening tonight!
Oliver shooed away the older man comment not letting his face leave Ivy’s. She smiled at the man and met Oliver’s matching greens eyes.
Oliver: I'll be right there Dig. I’m just having such an incredible conversation with Miss…?
Ivy giggled, and nodded her head in respect to that smooth transition.
Ivy: Poppy
Oliver: Poppy.
He test her name as it danced in his tongue. Oliver’s Smug smirk morphed into a carnivorous smile.
Oliver: What am I doing! I'm sorry where are my manners. Oliver.
He held his hand out and she put hers to follow but before she can shake his hand he lifted it to his lips and place a soft kiss in between her knuckles. He took her by surprise making her blush bright, she bit her lip to hide her smile and he caught a glance making him grin back at her flushed face. Dig slammed on the horn of the black SUV as Olivers eyes rolled back and flipped the car off. ‘Sassy…cute’ she thought to herself. He cleared his throat and brought his attention back to Ivy
Oliver: As my lovely driver stated I have a club opening tonight.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small business card
Oliver: it's called verdant...I was wondering if you'll like to stop by tonight...maybe have a drink…or two?
He held the card up in front of him face making her slowly side it out between his fingers. He gave a her his best heart throb smile and slowly let go of her hand as he walked towards the SUV
Ivy: Seems over rated
She yelled back at him making his spin on his heels. He covered his heart as if someone stab him and making an “O” shape with his mouth. Walking backwards to the car he smiled with a that million dollar grin.
Oliver: think about it?
Ivy nods playfully and turns away from the street finally making her way to the lobby as Oliver watched her disappear. Checking into the room she began to wrap her head on what just happened. She looked down at the small business card but the only thing that stood out to her was his name; right in the middle of the card. OLIVER QUEEN.
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Poison Ivy: And then he said my lipstick was ugly!
Robin!Dick, dangling over a tank of acid by his ankle: You can do so much better!
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incorrectbatfam · 11 days
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Robin!Dick: I feel like you’re judging me.
Ivy: I am not judging you. I am HEAVILY judging your mentor.
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confused-wanderer · 1 year
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Dick: Hey guys what’s up?
Damian: Silence! this is a debate I intend to win.
Dick: huh?
Jason *eating popcorn* : You’re gonna wanna see this
Tim: BY FAR IT IS ONLY LOGICAL TO ASSUME-
Steph: LOGIC HAS NO PART YOU’RE JUST BIASED
Jason: They’re fighting over who was the loosest cannon Robin which caused the most chaos
Dick:
Dick *reaches for popcorn*
Jason *slaps his hand* : Nuh-uh Goldie only the one with the title of MOST CHAOTIC ROBIN gets to eat popcorn
Tim: YOU ARE A LITERAL ASSASSIN WHOS TRIED TO MURDER SEVERAL PEOPLE
Damian: REMIND ME OF YOUR BODYCOUNT?!
Dick: what now-
Drake: THAT WAS BARELY ANY AS ROBIN
Steph: Dudes I was literally Robin to piss off my dad and became friends with poison ivy and Harley
Jason: You’re all just competing for second place
Dick: .. wait what about me?
Everyone *stops and stares*
Damian: Nightwing, this is serious
Tim: Yeah dude I remember your reputation as Robin and you haven’t changed
Batman: .. are you all done with the bust?
Steph: BATSY! Just who we want to see! So.. tell us, who was the most chaotic robin ever
Batman *without hesitation* : Nightwing
Penguin *tied up after the bust* : Yeah it was blue
Damian:
Tim:
Steph:
Jason:
Dick *steals popcorn* : Y’all better start putting respect on my damn name
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qcomicsy · 1 year
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batcavescolony · 1 year
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Jason *dying his hair black*: you know I started dying my hair before Robin.
Dick: yeah why?
Jason: their's like five red heads in Gotham and I knew as a kid for a fact that one was Ivy and one was Riddler. Then I became Robin to find out the other was Batgirl/Barbra and finally Kate Batman's cousin who's now Batwoman-
Dick: Yeah Red Heads in Gotham are either heroes or villains
Jason: -yeah so I didn't want to draw attention to myself.
Dick: ...Jay?
Jason: what?
Dick: I don't think it worked you've been a hero, villain and now anti-hero.
Jason: ...
Dick:
Jason *slams down color brush*: FUCK
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DC Social Media AU Part 8
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babyyoda234 · 2 months
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Gotham is an environmental NIGHTMARE⚠️
This may be a really niche topic, but my degree is currently in Environmental science, so this is on my mind constantly.
Think about it:
The Joker is constantly messing with the air quality with his "laughing gas".
Poison Ivy's pheromones are definitely going to end up in the water supply.
Killer Croc lives in the sewers? Imagine having to deal with a sewer emergency and your boss goes "Dammit Waylon. Again?"
He's not even the only person who lives in the sewers canonically.
Bruce Wayne is constantly flying private. Don't even get me started on Batman and the Justice Leagues carbon emissions...
The Joker is constantly crashing planes/ cars into Gotham Harbor. You know that water is polluted beyond repair. Imagine having Aquaman step in because all the fish are in Gotham are dying...
Not to mention, Batman's rogues are constantly poisoning that water supply.
The Rogues' are also poisoning themselves by working out of old abandoned buildings that are riddled with asbestos....
On the topic of my girl Poison Ivy...
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Can you imagine having this woman in class? Freshman year she teaches the hardest intro level botany course offered. You spend every week going to her office hours hoping to pass her class, then a decade later she is bullying you for not remembering the exact equation for photosynthesis while you clean up the mess SHE MADE. The drama.
Might write a fan fic about this in the next couple months. Comment if you would be interested!
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actiondetectives · 2 months
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Okay here's probably one of the largest matching cover sets in recent memory: Dustin Nguyen's Midnight Variants for the Knight Terrors event!!
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And this is only the first half...
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parkjammys · 5 months
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Volume 4 of Wayne Family Adventures by Vasco Georgiev
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dailydccomics · 1 year
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Poison Ivy and the Bats by Gleb Melnikov
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poisoningwords · 8 months
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Chapter 2: Ironic
Nightwing was silent as he reached behind him to holstered his weapons. Ivy stood in place lowering her hands down to her side as Dick’s eyes studied her. Her green skin was replaced with a flawless pale medium color, her now pink lips shimmed as a gloss substituted the toxins that were there before. Her beauty was still intoxicating as it lured Nightwing closer subconsciously. Ivy looked into Dick’s blue eyes behind the black mask and took a step back. He stopped in his tracks but this hesitation her did not stop him from admiring her new look. He straighten and cleared his throat.
Nightwing: I'm sorry...I…you…wow.
Ivy takes in a deep breath of relief and relaxes her shoulders. She hadn’t realized that she was so stiff until he broke the silence. Ivy knew she wasn’t in any danger now, she’d seen that look on Dick’s face before. Back when they would play their little “cat and mouse” game; They would catch one another and tease each other wickedly until Batman showed up to ruin the fun and send Ivy straight to Arkham. They loved that game even though it wasn’t never spoken out loud… they couldn’t help it; but seeing Dick now after what happened to her in Victors lab, she was afraid. She was afraid that she couldn’t fight him off if needed and afraid that he might not look at this as a game anymore now that she…changed. After a couple of reinsuring seconds Dick creeps slowly to her and reaches out his hand to her cheek.
Nightwing: Has anyone else seen y-
Ivy: NO!
She snaps, She grabbed the edge the counter and turned her head before he can touch her. Eyes closed, she took small steady breaths as her head hung down to her chest. Dick’s hand fell to the edge of the counter right beside hers as he stood in front of her waiting for her to speak.
Ivy: No one…beside you Richard… no one has seen me like this and what I’ve become.
Her mouth tightens as she bites the inside of her bottom lip. Her eyes finally meet his.
Ivy: After I left the asylum. I turned to Victor, we have talked for months about me starting new…a new life away from this ‘life of crime’
She moves her fingers in quotations and lets out a quiet laugh.
Ivy: When the experiment was over I thought it worked. I’ve changed but then…
She looked over to the small mint plant still placed on the counter as her voice cut off. Dick looked over to the plant making the quick connection and turned back to try to meet her eye to see if his guess was right but she casted them down to his chest, shame grew across her face.
Ivy: I needed to hide. I couldn’t let anyone see what had happen to me because if they knew I couldn’t defend myself like before…
She looked up finding Dick’s glaze hovering over her. Her eyes flicker down to his lips, ‘fuck’ she said to herself as a warmth grows between her legs. She pushes him away realizing how close they were and to also to keep her mind focus on the conversation.
Ivy: No matter how much I run from this life it will always find me. That’s why I made sure that the rumor of Victor experiment ‘going wrong’ spreads. Harley thinks I'm dead so that will buy me some time until she beats the truth out of Victor and comes looking for me.
She goes to side of the counter and picks up the plant and walks into the small living room and sets it down on a side table. She gently touches a leaf hoping for a reaction, anything that would make her feel…normal. Dick walks across the room to stand to her back. She can feel the warmth coming off his body and just like that she felt it. That feeling she loved some much, the cat and mouse game was on. He grabbed her by the hips and turned her to face him, he was a bit taller than her so he leaned in inches away from her lips. Lowering his voice to almost a growl
Nightwing: You always had me for a fool Ivy...How do I know this is the truth. How do I know that this isn't one of your tricks just to let my guard down.
Ivys lip twitch with anger she gritted her teeth and hissed out
Ivy: tricks?…you think this is a trick?
She raised her hand ready to strike. Here she was being vulnerable in front of him, thinking he would understand but then he excuses her lying. The slap knocks his mask off his face as he grabs her hips, spinning her and pinning her to the front door by her wrist. She struggles under him ‘fuck I want this, I need this’ she craved this familiar game, anything to feel like it once was. He slams her to the door, not to hurt her but to get her attention. She let out a small gasp and locked eyes with him. His unmasked blue eyes burned into her.
Nightwing: prove to me. Prove to me this isn’t one of YOUR little games
She scarfed at his exaggerated ‘your’ but then relaxed. ‘Fine if he wants proof…I’ll give him proof’. Ivy stretches her body to reach his and she crashes on to his lips. He tightly shuts his eyes waiting for her toxins to kick in but instead he is greeted with a hint of cherry invading his senses. He loosens his grip on her and pulls away slowly as he steadies his breathing, releasing her wrist he goes to peal a thin latex material from his lips. She narrows her eyes as he backs away giving him room to process everything.
Ivy: Really?!
He shrugs
Nightwing: Can never be to safe…especially when it comes to you.
She rolls her eyes as he gives her that boy wonder smirk he wore so proudly.
Nightwing: I do have one question…why hide? No one has to know that your powers are go-
Ivy: Did you not hear me!
She blurted out before he could finish
Ivy: Powers on not! I crossed to many people in this life and they are more than willing to wait to get their hands on me. I’m not hiding because I’m weak…I’m hiding because… I’m alone…
She crosses her arm at the last statement. Dick moves back in and takes her face into his hand as he rest another on her hips. Quiet tears cascaded from her face and Dick slowly wipes them away with his thumb and continues to rubbed against her cheek. Her eyes full of tears open slowly and he stares into her emerald green eyes.
Night wing: I won’t let them find you.
He leans in to kiss her softly on her parted lips. As he pulled away they froze in this position, not wanting to let this moment pass that they created and giving her enough time to chew on that promise he gave. His lips curled at the end of his mouth.
Nightwing: You know it’s funny…No matter how many times you tried to kill me. I always wanted to know how that felt.
They both gave a breathy laugh as the space between them grew. She placed a hand on his chest to give him a small nudge but he quickly put his hand over hers. The silence was broken when they heard a noise coming from outside her window, they stood still and quiet as he listened; Dick gave a sigh of relief and mouthed to her ‘Bats’. She panicked and shook her head grabbing his hand and leading him into the small hallway. She pulled him closer and whispered enough for him to only hear
Ivy: No!...he can't know I'm here... he’ll take me back to the asylum and all this would have been for nothing.
Dick glanced towards the window thinking of a solution. Couldn’t he just tell Bruce that Ivy is turning g a new leaf? Would he even listen? She shook him once to make him focus.
Ivy:Hey! boy wonder! focus! just because daddy is here doesn’t mean you can ignore me
Nightwing: I’m thinking!
He shouts quietly and pauses. He then gets eye level with her to make sure she listens to his instructions.
Nightwing: I don’t think he’ll listen if we tell him that you had a change of heart, but I will make sure he stays away. I will buy you enough time to get out of here. It might not be a lot so you have to make it quick. Once the heat dies down in Gotham…I’ll find you.
Ivy nods quickly as Dick makes his way out of the hallway and picks up his mask
Ivy:Richard…
She whispered to him making him turn his head. She kisses him hard leaving her cherry influence to invade his senses one last time. He removes himself from the kiss as he quickly heads out the window. He climbs out of the exit and gives a believable jump as he comes face to face with Batman
Nightwing: Jesus bats!
He held his hand against his chest. Bats stood up straight not giving away any emotions. ‘Does he ever smile?’ Dick thought to himself as he stared waiting for him to do something.
Batman: any sign?
Night: hmm?…uh no. No luck
Dick walked passed bats making his way to the next fire escape trying to get him away from her window
Bats: I heard voices…you found someone.
Dick looked down from the fire escape above Ivy’s apartment.
Nightwing: it was a citizen…she’s never heard of an Ivy or a Pamela before.
Bats turned to face the window glaring at what lays behind it but makes a swift move up to the roof to follow Nightwing.
Back at the cave Dick showered his night away but was haunted by thoughts of Ivy. ‘I’ll find you’ he closed his eyes and let the water pour over him as he heard his promise ring in his head.
Nightwing: I’ll find you…Pamela
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finzphoenix · 3 days
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ALSO: since I want to do everything in my power to finance my mother's hearing aids, I have lowered the prices for commissions! (They're going to be like this for a whole month, probably longer!)
The new price for comics (former $120): $60
The new price for character sheets (former $110): $60
The new price for collages (former $100): $60
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incorrectbatfam · 1 year
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Batman sometimes asked the rogues to keep their villainy at a minimum when his at the time Robin had a big test the coming week.
They don't. Instead, they bombard them with study trivia while fighting.
Two-Face: What's the derivative of y = (√2x - 3)/6?
Duke: √2/6. *punches Two-Face*
Ivy: What's the proper name of a temperate grassland biome?
Damian: Savannahs in Africa, steppes in Eurasia, pampas in South America, and prairies in the North. *slices through her plants* Give me a real challenge.
Killer Croc: Define a vestigial organ and name three examples.
Dick: They're rudimentary anatomical structures that are retained in a species despite having lost their primary ancestral function. *flips behind him* Like the appendix, wisdom teeth, and tonsils.
Harley: I hate this guy as much as any self-respecting psychologist, but who was the founder of psychoanalysis?
Steph: Ugh, Freud. Can we get back to the car chase?
Riddler: Riddle me this. I'm thinking of a failed military operation in 1961 aimed to overthrow Fidel Castro's government.
Tim: What is the Bay of Pigs? *throws a batarang* And why did I answer that like a Jeopardy question?
Mad Hatter: What point about humanity was William Golding making in Lord of the Flies?
Jason: Trick question. It's a satire written in response to popular works of the time depicting young privileged boys as successful in their adventures and aimed to showcase the more accurate behavior of that particular demographic when faced with isolation and uncertainty.
*explosions*
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confused-wanderer · 1 year
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We all know Damian’s not one for physical or verbal affection. So I raise you: drawings
Drawings and paintings are the easiest way inside Damian’s mind. The more angry or disturbed he is, the more details the drawing is and the palette depends on the emotion. Fear? Bright lights with one pitch black spot. Anxious? A mixture of dark and light colours.
No matter what he draws, the batfam always looks for how detailed it is. On days he’s happy or content the drawing looks a bit abstract, like too many ideas were flowing and he didn’t mind making a mess (not having a specific direction) of his drawing.
But it’s also how he shows affection.
On Dicks birthday he once painted the entire circus along with a little dick laughing and swinging on the trapeze with his parents with the crew doing their acts and the animals having fun.
That was the first indication Dick had of Damian’s change in behaviour that showed him he was willing to open up, to care and change…even if it took time.
Jason found a particularly striking portrait of his favourite scene from a book, painted with a magnificent splendour with every detail and symbolism present, with the characters drawn just as he’d imagined. It’s so beautiful he hangs it in one of his most visited safe houses, and it isn’t until later when he realises it could have been the reason Damian stole his favourite book which contained notes on each scene.
Alfred catches a glimpse of Damian painting something he insists is for Bruce’s eyes only, but the palette was a mixture of bright colours.
Only on his parents death anniversary, when all his siblings are in town and sitting in a room with Bruce when he taps on Dick, Jason and Steph’s shoulders and asks them to come with him. They’re hesitant at first but the vulnerability in his eyes finally wins them over.
Damian knows how to draw, but not how to present, especially when everyone’s watching and he doesn’t know how they’ll react, or rather how Bruce would.
So they help him figure out how he wants to show Bruce, and on his request together take the painting and unveil it in front of Bruce when they’re all standing on the Balcony.
It’s a picture of the entire family, with all the newest members and in the background homages of their superhero identities, along with Easter eggs for poison ivy, Harley, the justice league and so many others.
But in the centre was Bruce, standing in the centre of his parents and all the other members in order from oldest to youngest, surrounding him.
It was the first time Damian learnt that tears aren’t always a bad thing.
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qcomicsy · 1 year
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