It's 2am. I was dreaming about looking at really good Damian fan art that doesn't exist and talking to his official Twitter account (not him but like DC intern or something). Then my mom came home and she brought three bags of sour cream and chilly pepper ruffles. She had eaten half a bag so I was dubious about it because it's not a flavor I enjoy. I ate the first bite and it was bad, I ate the second bite and I woke up because I'd bit down on the keychain of my Damian Wayne Amigurumi.
Here's a picture where you can see the keychain:
God I'm so tired. It was pretty funny though. I'd just lifted it to my mouth and CHOMPED like it was a chip. Oh but one of the fan arts was about puppy Jon and Kitty Damian it was cute, I'll send the prompt in as an ask for the puppy Jon and Kitty Damian artist!
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How old would you say Carrie is? Because I know she’s been Robin, but she was also Damian’s tutor in acting. Which number Robin would she be? And got any headcanons about her and Damian?
Technically, she’s been the third Robin + Batgirl + Batwoman (we ignore Catgirl), but she’s also from an alternate universe and her existence is barely canon. I refer to her as Batgirl and I kinda envision her with this costume instead of that bright pink and green disaster one. For me, personally, (and I know I’m way off), I put Carrie at 13 as Batgirl and Damian around 10–12 as Robin, making them the two youngest.
(Also, she can definitely still be his acting teacher because I’ve seen some kid coaches.)
Headcanons below the cut
Carrie is great at acting and Damian’s not too bad himself, so when Jason’s in a bad mood they’ll act out Shakespeare for him
As the youngest, they get away with pinning a lot of things on their older siblings. Steph and Tim are the main victims
Carrie convinced Damian to buy matching Heelys as a “tactical advantage”
Damian can no doubt hold down his own in a fight, but still, the batfamily better not hear about anyone messing with their baby brother. People can expect Dick’s lectures or Jason’s guns, but it’s Carrie they fear the most because she’s ridiculously protective and no one knows when or how she’s gonna strike (she once flooded a kid’s bedroom for calling Damian a bad word)
They watched Star Wars one time and they decided to engineer real lightsabers (and Duke took the heat for it ‘cause he showed them the movie)
These two are not allowed to be on the same snowball fighting team on account of the time Carrie slingshotted snow-encased rocks and Damian carved an ice blade
They’re the resident snitches that the rest have to look out for. Carrie usually does it accidentally because she’s a chatterbox who talks before thinking. Damian does it intentionally
Carrie makes an agreement with Jon Kent so there’s always someone cheerful and optimistic to balance out Damian
They recreated Homeward Bound with Ace, Titus, and Alfred the cat
Carrie mastered the puppy eyes. Damian mastered the tantrum. Together they can get whatever they want (especially from Dick)
They have blackmail on each other. Damian has receipts from when Carrie lied about her age to rent The Wolf of Wall Street while Carrie has video evidence of Damian calling the cat a “pwecious wittle kitty-witty cutie-patootie”
One time when the Riddler was monologuing they just pushed him into the harbor
They tried to get into a club with a fake ID and the “two kids in a trenchcoat” trick. It failed, and now there’s a running where the others point at tall objects and say “look, it’s Damian and Carrie”
Damian’s jealous of Carrie’s Girl Scout badges because those are a measurable sign of achievement, so she buys a button maker and creates ones for Damian for things like defusing bombs and adopting animals
Carrie is great at rollerskating. Damian is hilariously terrible
Bruce can carry one under each arm
They’ve declared Wayne Manor an animal sanctuary and nobody is allowed to call an exterminator on the bugs and rats
Carrie, for some reason, loves playing Rainbow Road on Mario Kart, which is why Damian refuses to play with her
They once got their fidget spinners and throwing stars mixed up, so Damian wound up bringing five Spongebob fidget spinners into battle and Carrie got detention for playing with a shuriken in class
Damian tracked down the Rogues’ hideout and Carrie went there with pots and pans like “I ain’t get no sleep ‘cause of y’all—”
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Word count: 4575 (Chapters 1 & 2)
Ship: Damian and Jon (Mainly platonic for most of the fic)
It was a lot warmer in California than it was in New York right now, but there was a nice breeze shaking the foliage around him, sending the waves of the San Francisco bay crashing against the rocks at the base of the Titan's island. It was relaxing.
Jon wondered where Damian was at that very moment. Could he feel the heat? Could he hear the river, or the bustle of the town?
Jon jumped at the sound of something making a sudden noise right in front of him. His eyes flew open, and he had to take a few seconds to blink the sun spots out of his vision before it could focus.
Sitting in front of him was a cat. Relatively small, pure black with short hair, and piercing green eyes.
“Oh.” Jon stared in surprise. He didn’t realize there were any animals on the island other than birds. And Garfield, he guessed. And sometimes Goliath. “Hey there,” he greeted, holding out his hand, a smile pulling at his lips. “Aren’t you a cute kitty?”
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