My boyfriend got me a tablet for Christmas and this is one of the first things I used it for. Can you tell I’m an oil painter and have never tried doing anything on a computer? lol.I’d say its a good first attempt.
Anyway, here’s some TimKon. I thought Kon’s 90’s hair would be fun to do, and it was.
Damian’s hands still, Tim fiddles with a piece of a broken batarang in his lap. He watches Damian’s profile, the cool mask of his expression. The one that Bruce had, the one that Tim learned.
It’s the one that means - I want you to stop talking. I want you to not bring this up. I don’t want to hear this. But I’m can’t stop you.
Notes: Second chapter! >v>;; got a bit longer than my usual ones. Damian is being a bit silly here but it’ll get better. Thanks a lot to miss Brokenseal for checking the grammar ^^ Enjoy <3
Snippet: As far as escape plans went, things couldn’t look better for Damian.
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