#daily damian wayne

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[logicallyblind]

something there’s a distinct lack of in batman fanfics, especially ‘brucie wayne’ centred ones is the networking he’d have to be doing on the daily to maintain that sorta reputation

like, we all know the man knows how to throw a gala but where are the brunches? the happy hour gossip session with his cover’s clique of the week? the golf club dinners he has to attend every third week of the month? what about visits to hospitals or schools or the soup kitchens for his philanthropy? come on now

you’re telling me he’s the most sought after celebrity in gotham city and beyond, an infamous playboy and supposed extroverted people person who can use long holidays that can last weeks at a time away in tropical islands supposedly partying it up as a plausible excuse to hide his injuries sometimes but when he’s in gotham he’s either at wayne enterprise meetings or tucked away at home alone? nah

i want to see bruce having to really utilise those meditation breathing skills he learned in the league while he’s having to sit upright in a chair with 4 broken ribs, a sprained wrist and a minor concussion in a painfully bright restaurant at 3pm on a wednesday having to listen to bethany-anne titter on about the latest gossip about her neighbours affair with the maid that’s basically an open secret by now like pls there’s so many different routes you can go with this depending on the genre,,, make bruce have to REALLY commit to that cover of his lmao

[inkpotsprite]

You just know he picked that up from Jason.

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My right hand isn’t as strong as it used to be so I’ve been having to take a lot of breaks more frequently lately so my comic making process is a lot slower 😞

Please take this little drawing of Bruce and Talia as I rest my hand. They were at a dinner party.

[nicodrawings]

I missed my own deadline cuz I was stumped on a page for weeks, I woke up early in the morning to finish this so I could at least put it out today. I did ittt…

Last few pages of chapter 1 will be out during the summer.

I hope you enjoy the update, I’m gonna eat a super later breakfast now…

UPDATE:

This is part 1

Part 3

I probably should have added this earlier

[samthechaotic]

Tim: Whenever I face a horrible situation, I ask myself "what would Jason do?" and do the exact opposite.

Damian: For the first, and probably last, time in your life Drake, you're right.

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Bruce:you can't kill people

Damian: why not it's effective and some people are too far gone

Danny: no he's right, you shouldn't kill people

Bruce:thank you da-

Danny: you let them stur in their defeat and remind them every time you cross paths how their defeat felt and remind them what that defeat felt like by repeatedly reminding them through battle, make them suffer the pain of loss everytime you meet and deprive them of the sweet release of death even of they beg for it

Bruce:...

Damian:... Danial has changed my mind about killing people

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt

Tim is a genius, so it’s really no surprise that he’s got the number of each batfamily member saved in his phone long before he becomes Robin.

But then Jason dies (and comes back to life) and Tim is struggling to keep Bruce alive and Dick from spiraling.

To cope with the stress of having the lives of Gotham’s two most important vigilantes depend on him he starts leaving Jason voicemails and text messages on his old number detailing progress and setbacks, fears and hopes, and the dream of finally finding somewhere he belongs. Along with the crushing realization that Tim’s own hero — Jason— is long dead.

Unbeknownst to Tim, Jason listens to and reads every single one of the messages.

[gothamnewsnetwork-official]

The Second Blood Son - the affair of Mrs. Drake

It is no secret that Gotham’s resident celebrity billionaire, Bruce Wayne (see related articles), has a habit of collecting children like how most other celebrities collect cars, and it is also no secret that Mr. Wayne is a rather promiscuous individual, or at least was in his younger years.

Mr. Wayne has been suspected of being in many relationships with members of Gotham, Star City, Metropolis, one-percent, as well as prominent social figures such as Clark Kent (see related articles), Lois Lane (see related articles), and Lucifer Morningstar (see related articles), and even the occasional vigilante (see related posts).

Despite all this he is only reported to have one biological child. His youngest son, Damian Wayne-Al-Ghul (see related articles), who he gained custody of only a few years back after a seemingly non-existent legal battle with the boy’s mother, Talia Al-Ghul (see related articles).

Mr. Wayne-Al-Ghul seems to be proud of this fact, often joking with his siblings about being the only ‘blood son’ of Mr. Wayne, and therefore the actual heir to Wayne Enterprises instead of his brother, Timothy ‘Tim’ Drake-Wayne (see related articles).

This, of course, is all in good fun, but what if we told you that the youngest Wayne child was, in fact, wrong? That Damian Wayne-Al-Ghul isn’t the sole blood-child of our resident billionaire-himbo?

Earlier today we received an anonymous tip on the subject. The commenter claimed to have been house staff of the Drake family (see related articles) prior to the untimely accident that left Mr. Drake-Wayne an orphan. They claimed that many a time Mr. Drake would make passive-agressive comments towards his wife and son regarding the boy’s parentage.

According to the commenter, Mr. and Ms. Drake were rarely intimate and the pair had a long streak of infidelity (see related articles), Ms. Drake’s alleged cheating starting just shy of a year prior to the birth of their son.

The commenter also includes audio recordings of an argument overheard while they worked at the Drake’s home over both Mr. Drake’s alleged involvement with other women and his refusal to admit to his alleged infertility.

If these claims are to be believed it is almost certain Tim Drake-Wayne is a bastard child, the only question is to whom? There has been prior speculation over Mr. Drake-Wayne’s parentage given that his parents detest for one another was not particularly discreet (see related articles) as well as the fact that he bears a striking resemblance to his adoptive father, Bruce Wayne.

We at Gotham Reports are readily inclined to believe this theory, given the aforementioned similarities, and the fact that Mr. Wayne took in Mr. Drake-Wayne almost immediately after the tragedy. This leads to some rather interesting discussion about whether or not Mr. Drake-Wayne and Mr. Wayne are aware of their alleged blood relation, as well as if it would change anything in the dynamic of the Wayne children (see related articles).

Of course this is all alleged, and given that there has been no move to have Mr. Drake’s genetic parentage tested we may never have a complete answer. Regardless, we believe it is worth noting in any further discussions on the dynamics of the extended Wayne family.

Let us know your thoughts on the topic (here)

Gotham Reports is certified in unbiased, fair, and reliable reporting

See the post that inspired this article (here)

[muncherofcontent]

theres so much 'jasons the theatre kid' and 'no but dicks the circus kid' and 'damian talks like an actual 70 year old' SHUT UP THEY ALL DRESS IN FURRY SUITS AND JUMP AROUND ON ROOF TOPS AR NIGHT?!?? THEYRE ALL FUCKIN DRAMATIC AND WEIRD OKAY

[mysticlael]

Jason. Jay. No.

Dick: So, you two went through about the same training?

Jason: Give or take.

Damian: I suppose Todd and I did.

Dick: God... so, did you two ever help each other out?

Jason: I TRIED, but Demon Brat here refused!

Damian: Todd! When it came to the poison training, you told me to dispose of the poison as soon as it was placed in me!

Dick: Hold on, what?

Jason: There's a section of training where they force you to drink poison and you can't stick your fingers down your throat. 'S bad, so they offer the antidote for 'information'. So easy!

Damian: You vomited as soon as they forced it down your throat!

Jason: WHY DIDN'T YOU!?

Dick: Wait... What? Little Wing, you just-

Damian: Not everyone is a disgrace like you and can vomit on will!

Dick: Wait he can-

Jason: Wait, y'all CAN'T?!

Jason: Well, that explains the look Roy gave me when I said I was nauseous and was going to throw up real quick and get it over with.

Dick: YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS NORMAL?!

Jason: I THOUGHT Y'ALL WERE DRAMATIC WHEN Y'ALL TALKED ABOUT 'being nauseous for an hour before I threw up' OR THAT YOU WERE IN PUBLIC!

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[oh23]

Damian detests Tim’s coffee. The espressos and the black coffees with no sugar. But it wasn’t always like that; Damian hadn’t even really had coffee before coming to the manor. And he hadn’t particularly wanted to try it after.

What happened really went something like this:

One day, on the rare occasion on which Tim and Damian found themselves in each other’s company, in the same room for more than half and hour, Tim catches Damian eyeing his (5th) cup of black coffee.

Tim had been an only child, and so being an older/younger(middle?) brother was new to him. But the same went for the kid. Tim nodded at his mug. “Take a sip,” he said.

Damian glanced at him. “No.”

“Come on,” Tim prodded. “It’s cool.”

“No, thank you Drake.” Damian’s eyes stayed glued to his book. Tim picked up the mug and waved it in front of Damian. “I know you always wonder why I have this so much. Why don’t you try it? Just a sip. Its tasty. Real tasty.” Tim lied with a slow spreading grin.

When he found Damian consider it, he added, “It’s sweet.” And Damian — bless his twelve year old heart — took the mug.

Tim watched with sick glee as the kid tentatively brought the mug up to lips and took a slow sip, and then screeched in delight when he spat it out all on himself. “Oh my god,” Tim laughed, “Oh my god!”

“What the HELL, DRAKE???” Damian shouted, with his face seizing between variations of disgust. “YOU TOLD ME IT WAS SWEET!”

“I didn’t—“ Tim was holding his stomach now. “I didn’t think you’d, you’d have such a—“ He breaks off laughing, and only speaks again when Damian kicks him hard in his shins. “Such a dramatic reaction-!”

“Dramatic??” Damian hissed, now standing and still gagging. “This is the normal response to that vile— mud— water—!”

Tim slides down the couch in another fit of giggles. “You disgrace— I can’t believe— out of all things that Alfred makes, this? Is what you choose to drown in??” Damian was still hissing angrily.

“Please-“ Tim warbles between tears. “I’m so sorry Dami—“

Damian kicks him again, and Tim barely moves to dodge it. “Kon said he made Jon take a sip, and it sounded so funny—“

“Imbecile. Idiot. Freak.” Damian hissed furiously, looking around for water.

Tim tried to take large gulps of air. “Dude, please. It’s not even that bad—“

“Not that BAD??!” Damian almost bursts another nerve yelling, when Alfred comes in. And that’s the end of that.

That day onwards, Damian makes sure to retch and gag whenever he sees Tim with a cup of coffee, or call it ‘Dirt water’ to anyone who listens.

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Pages 1-6 are finished! Updates will be slow just as a heads up but it should be about 6 pages per update.

I hope you enjoy reading this story as I continue to work on it! Just that alone would mean the world to me!

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