Twistandcurves



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    “Do you want me to turn that wig into a bird feeder or not?”

    Damian sighs, exasperated, but still waves his arm offhandedly as if to give him permission. What a brat.

    Jason throws, lands, and sticks the crab bite neatly in Justin’s exquisite locks without any casualties.

    Jason shouts, warmth bubbling inside him at his own victory. He throws a wide grin at his brother behind him, and he's able to enjoy the full three seconds he gets to witness Damian’s equally wide grin before Heaven itself rains down on them and sumits them to Hell.

    (Or the one where Jason and Damian willingly decide to be stuck together during a gala and their chilled evening of throwing crab bites on strangers' hair is interrupted by unwanted bombs. Which would be fine, if Damian priorities were the same as Jason's.)

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    “You’re not being practical,” Damian snarls at him.

    “And you’re not being rational.” Tim throws back. “Please do me the favor of looking down, Demon, and tell me exactly how letting you fall into the dark abyss below you is the practical choice here?”

    Damian scoffs at him. “It’s hardly an abyss, I can see the building's rumble below and some of the broken infrastructure at the bottom -”

    “Wow, you’re so not helping your case.”

    (Or the one where their patrol night goes to shit and Tim has a really stubborn little brother that apparently wants to die again just because he's stubborn as fuck. Sucks for Damian, though, because Tim is used to doing the exact opposite of what Damian wants just to spite him. Like a good big brother.)

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    Babysitting. They'd woken him up to babysit.

    He should have stayed in the coffin.

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    Damian scowled, folding his arms. "Where is father? And I'm nothing like you."

    "Kid, you're so much like me that Ra's once caught his bodyguards referring to you as 'little red riding hood'." He swallowed another bite before jumping off the counter, dusting his hands off. "And the rest of the clan went to Bludhaven till Saturday. S' just us."

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