catch-all: damian

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anna gimme a shitpost

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week zero, friday.

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[Jason Todd, discovering someone has died: Oh, well. Them's the breaks!

Jason Todd, catching Damian Wayne crying: I have never felt so disturbed in my life.

Which is to say, he's running after him as soon as he spins around to nyoom for the public bath.]

Damian—! [THE FUCK IS THIS.] Get back here!

[bittybat]

St--

[The "--op" of the word wavers unnaturally up, a pitching sob. He keeps going. He's not sure if he doesn't want Jason to catch him, or he just doesn't want anyone else to catch them both.

His pace slows once he's inside the room with the toilet stalls, and he freezes at the edge of one as Jason undoubtedly comes barreling in.]

Get... lost, Todd--!

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[oh my god.]

The hell I am! [This is literally the most disturbing part of the day. Jesus Christ.] What's wrong?

[bittybat]

[When he looks back, it's bizarre to see Damian's face so wildly unhinged. So--teary? Upset?]

I don't--

[But then he sobs?]

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[...

This is like watching a mini Bruce cry and holy fuck. Don't like that.]

You don't— what? Jesus.

[He will let Damian be a little shit a thousand times over if it means. Not seeing him like this. Ugh. Don't mind him as he awkwardly fumbles for the nearest sort of paper he can find, which happens to be toilet paper? Gross. It will become Damian's problem in a second once Jason shoves it at him.]

Here. Do you need water?