I Do Really Love The Idea Of Time Shenanigans Leading To ~13-year-old Damian Meeting All Former Robins

i do really love the idea of Time Shenanigans leading to ~13-year-old Damian meeting all former Robins at the same age, because every single one of them is just the exact opposite of what he’d expect.

Dick, who Damian expects to be the cool nice supportive one, at thirteen is fucking furious at the idea that there are any Robins after him. Stephanie, far from the perky optimist he knows, is a hardcore cynic who thinks Batman is super cool and hasn’t even become a vigilante yet. Jason, who has previously interacted with Damian mostly via bullets, is a sweetheart who’s exceptionally insecure at the idea of Bruce getting another Robin.

And meanwhile Tim at thirteen is like “oh you’re the next Robin? Heck yeah, that’s awesome, glad it worked out.”

Yes I totally agree

Please don’t do Mox Vs Punk again at All Out because Mox really does deserve a a good reign as champ and giving him such a short reign is such bullshit when he’s been on fire ever since coming back from Rehab

Yeah like Dean Ambrose (nka Jon Moxley) and Seth Rollins

god. it makes me so emotional to think garcia and yuta will be it for each other, you know? we're entering a new chapter in their story, which has arguably just begun. in the future, they're gonna be drawn together, whether it's as friends or as enemies, and they're gonna tell stories worthy of fight forever chants, and there will be heartbreak and pain but there'll also be so much joy and love

😂😂🤣

Isn't it funny that the fanon think that Damian is the serious Robin who doesn't like having fun and looks at Batman as a form of god, but in the canon it's completely opposite.

Like Damian in the canon is chaotic as fuck. That child has speed and adrenaline mixed with chocolate running through his veins, he is the personaification of chaotic neutral.

He also roasts Batman 24/7 and he is not afraid to call his bs and as any other Robin, he also tend to defy him and ignore his orders lol

He is certain serious but he is mostly saracstic than everything.

I mean, Damian was the one who bring the chaos in the Supersons, like you would think that Jon, the kid who had superpowers, would be the one to do it, but it was Damian who went to Jon's room in the middle of the night and said: "Hey duckboy, get your suit, we are going to provoque more chaos in this world"

Damian's like this 24/7:

Supportive little brother dami

Dick: So what have you been up to, Damian?

Damian: I am helping Drake take over the world.

Dick:

Dick: Okay, let’s unpack that, shall we? Why?

Damian: He promised Kent the world and then panicked. He needs help.

Dick: Okay, that’s sweet. So it’s more of a metaphorical-

Damian: It is not. I anticipate total world domination in fourteen months.

Dick: Homestly seems like you could do it faster, but continue.

Damian, nodding: I could, but unfortunately I am limited by my projected timeline of Drake and Kent’s relationship development.

Dick:

Damian: They’re not ready to be co-rule a planet together.

Tim, bursting in: What if we take over the world and Kon doesn’t like it?

Damian: He will like it because it is from you.

Dick: Okay, that’s actually a little sweet still. But also, don’t you think maybe you could start off a little smaller?

Damian: A small country, perhaps.

Dick: Not exactly what I meant.

Tim: An island?

Later

Bruce: Any idea why Tim wants to buy - *squints at note again* - 400 lbs of chocolate?

Dick, slumping into a chair: Oh thank goodness.

Bruce, concerned: Everything okay, chum?

Dick: Just do it. As a preventative measure against Tim and Dami taking over the world together.

Bruce, already pulling out his credit card: Say no more. I don’t want to know.

All friendships in the "pantheon" have such different vibes. Like—

Regulus and Pandora were soulmates. They always so easy together. She always telled, he always listened. They complemented each other. When he was angry, she was tranquil; when she was angry, he was tranquil. While one of them was mad the other one was calm. It was a perfect balance. No one can destroy it.

Regulus and Barty were lovers, but they also were found brothers, just not at the same time. The family. Family they both never had, but they found in each other. They were desperate in their relationship, clinging to each other like a lifeline and then were incredibly faithful their partners, rejoicing for each other, loving each other incredibly intensely, but already with an another love

Regulus and Evan were allies. They got it each other very well, being in the same position. Son from a shitty privileged family, a king crushed by his crown. They dreamed of running away as much as they dreamed of staying. They shared each other's joys and sorrows and when it was bad with the family and scars healed too long, they always had each other.

Regulus and Dorcas were comrades in misfortune, falling in love with gryffindors, so differently but also so the same. They found each other's eyes across the hall, when they heard something interesting, knowing that then they would share this information with each other. They shared secrets with each other, talked about fellings, talked about things that they never talked about with others. They talked at night, when Pandora fell asleep. They were platonically in love with all of them, wanting to admire from the side and be inside at the same time, dying from a tenderness that they had never felt before.

Dorcas and Pandora were best friends. Yin and yang, oil and water, fire and ice, and and everything like that. Little lovers before and absolutely friendly loving each other now. They always held hands, talked a lot, braided each other's hair, read books aloud, telling about favorite stories. They are the only thing left of each other at some point. And then everything was lost. And they lost themselves, lost each other.

Dorcas and Barty are absolutely another persons. They were a couple in other's eyes, they were "familiars in the same social circle" in each other eyes, scaring to accept they were a more than familiars, they were a friends. Oh, more than anything she hated the fact she missed him when he joined to deatheaters. She hated that she thought about them, thought about him, when she died. She thought that they were a more than just familiars, their consersations were rare, but their friendship was bright, but so short, like a match, that it burns brightly and quickly burns out. They found a common language almost the last, they did not have decades, but this “something” was woven from moments that filled the void in her heart while she bled, regretting nothing.

Dorcas and Evan were each other's favorites. More words about love, about relationships, more tenderness, less tactility, because she really doesn't like hugs (with someone who is not pandora), respect for each other's personal boundaries at the highest level, yet there seems to have never been any distance between them. They were close, they were closer than with somebody other, but also they were ones whose connection was never caught. Platonic soulmates, who never truly hated each other, ending up tearing each other's soul to shreds.

Pandora and Evan were siblings. Literally. They had problems, but they were always good to each other. He would have died protecting her, she would have died protecting him, and that was all of them. Hand in hand, together from the first day, twins, their faces are identical, their characters are incredibly different. They were two sides of the same coin, they were halves of each other, so that one of them dreamed and the other interpreted, they always went in pair, never separately. When one of them died, the other was never complete again.

Pandora and Barty were the ones who don't think they could get along at all. But they got along. And it was silent contempt from the first seconds and unconditional support when it was needed. They were rivals in the final scores, overtaking each other in turns because their brains could hold an incredible amount of information, and were friends in everything else. They shared with each other laugh and tears they, shared problems and achievements, and it felt right. Then, looking at the Luna, seeing Pandora in her... It's never been easy. It's like you always knew your best friend was at arm's length, but you could never catch him, really.

Evan and Barty were friends. No, it's not true. They weren't friends. They were a couple, lovers, husbands. Anyone but friends. Their love was capable of burning forests and draining the seas, it was passion and tenderness, it was painful and it was pleasant at the same time. They were dramatic, bickering and screaming, smashing dishes, kissing in the rain and in dark alleys, hugging each other like it was their last time. They were careful, examining each other's bodies, looking into each other's souls. They were... everything for each other. It killed them in the end. Their love was destructive and Barty never knew how to let go.

I love them sm, thanks