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liviedoodles:

whore4batfam:

neo669:

whore4batfam:

It’s the end of summer and everyone is a bit stressed from the heat and crime, so Bruce arranges that they all visit the Kent farmstead.

It goes…surprisingly well.

Damian takes to farming like a fish to water, and is always running errands and doing farm work for Ma and Pa Kent.

“That boy,” Ma announces after supper, rocking on the porch, “needs space to run around.”

Bruce shifts. “We have sixty acres of woods at the Manor,” he says uncomfortably.

“Only sixty?” Clark comments, eyes on the newspaper.

Bruce raises his brows as if to say “I s2g Clark do not even start with me.”

Clark smiles but doesn’t look up.

From that point forward Bruce is in a sour mood. Especially when they get back to Gotham, and Damian spends hours on end in the library and garden. He’s planted tomatoes. And corn. Who on earth would actually want corn?

This goes on for some odd days until Bruce stops Damian from returning to his studies to interrogate him.

“Agriculture is an honorable occupation, Father,” Damian replies very seriously. “When all civilization is destroyed, what remains? The animals and plants. We must give respect to the earth and work side by side with her.”

This is reminiscent of Al Ghul agenda. Bruce feels a bit sick, but he’s saved from these unpleasant thoughts by Tim.

Tim scoffs, crossing his arms. “You just want farm animals.”

Damian steps aside, turning his back on Tim, nose in the air. “Any other time Drake baiting me would have incited an agitated response, but I am confident and serene in my decision. His immaturity does not shake me.”

Bruce and Tim watch Damian walk off into his room, only for him to return in flannel, a straw hat, and a hoe slung across his back.

“I shall now journey to Kansas, to live among the beasts and wheat,” the boy announces. He tips his hat. “Godspeed, Father.”

Damian makes it halfway across the driveway before Bruce catches him by the back of the overalls and takes him back inside.

The next day, Bruce takes him camping. It becomes a weekly pastime.

i swear to god someone needs to draw Bruce carrying a farmer Damien by his overall straps and just holding him out from his body because Damien is getting squirmy. 

👆👆👆 I second this!! Do it for the world do it for the children do it for squirmy Damian in overalls which you know you want to see~

for the children

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