Damian Wayne fanfiction

Whumptober 2018: Day nineteen - Exhaustion 

Summary: Various friends and family find Tim sleeping in places that was any where but his bed. 

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For some reason finding Tim passed out on his desk was not as surprising as it should have been. If Bruce was being honest he would say that it was bound to happen at some point. He knows that Tim’s running himself down to ground over the past week, his son’s been busy working with his team, dealing multiple cases surrounding Gotham’s never-ending drug problem and even with work for WE. 

Bruce should know better by now, he should have stopped the boy and made him rest before it came to this conclusion, in his defence he’s also been busy but on the other hand he should be able to trust his children to be able to look after themselves. 

Apparently not. 

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“Titus likes you...too much” - Older!Damian Wayne x Reader

I know I said I wouldn’t write anything until Friday or Saturday, but I just realized this story was done and for some reason I didn’t post it so why not post it now right ? So here we go. Specially written for @loverandomness2. Some fluffy love for the youngest Wayne boy. I’m sorry if you didn’t want an older!Damian and if that’s not what you wanted at all but…yeah, hope you’ll like it

PS : there’s a little surprise for @epickimmie somewhere in this fic. Hope it is ok that I did this.
PPS : Also, this story kinda became some sort of sequel to another story I wrote with Damian, which is here : The First time is serious business

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It was early in the morning when Damian finally came home. Came back to you. 

It had been a few years since his father retired and Damian inherited the Batman’s cowl. Most nights, he was out fighting crimes in Gotham, though, since his dad’s younger years, G-city was way safer, and it often happened that Damian came home early, or sometimes, didn’t go out at all (besides, he still had the help of his brothers, and they took turn to watch over the city…so really, you often had times with him, even if he was also quite busy during the day, as he became Wayne Inc’s CEO as well). It didn’t mean that there wasn’t any work ever though, like tonight, a new guy who called himself the “Joker’s son” was menacing the streets, and Damian was exhausted as he finally came home…But really, more often than not, the city was now calm. 

Bruce was beyond happy about that, as he sacrificed his own life so others wouldn’t have to. Sometimes, when you went over to Wayne’s Manor (you and Damian moved in a penthouse in the heart of Gotham quite a while ago), you felt a bit sad for your father-in-law…But nowadays, seeing his sons happy sufficed to make him happier than ever since his parents’ death. 

None of his children still lived in the Manor, but, now that they were all grown up and understood some of the difficult choices he had to take (it took Jason a little more than his brothers to get it), they all “forgave” him for any mistakes he might have done while trying the best he could to raise them, and often visited him and Alfred. 

Besides, since a little while, a certain Selina Kyle finally decided to move in with him so, Damian’s father wasn’t lonely, and that was great. He could finally live his life, after all those years, after sacrificing his youth and health…Finally, he was at peace (or almost, as sometimes, he couldn’t stay away from the bat-computer and such).  

As Damian came in your bedroom, shoulders hunched with fatigue, rubbing his face softly, you couldn’t help but be happy at the mere sight of him. You guys all came such a long way since you first met him…You were barely ten years old when you first encountered the youngest boy in the Wayne family, and so much had changed since those times. 

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Avengers, Assemble!

Pairings- Damian Wayne x Sister!Reader

Word Count- 1556

Hopefully, this will be fluffy. I got the idea when a kid in my skating class made me promise to go over to her house and play with her.

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The Batboys - Jealousy (Headcanons)

Request: “77 from love list with each bat boy if possible”

Prompt: 77) “Are you jealous?”

A/N: Making this into headcanons because it would’ve been too much work if it were a fic.

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  • oh boy when this guy is jealous, he’ll do everything in his power to get your attention back to him
  • If someone tries to flirt with you, he’ll interrupt that person and act like they don’t even exist
  • It bothers him when you hangout with one of your guy friends but he tries his best not to let it get to him
  • “Don’t worry about me, go have fun, babe.” He would say
  • inside he’s begging you to stay with him though
  • “Dick, Are you jealous?”
  • “What!? No, of course not, just don’t have too much fun, and if he tries anything you know you have me on speed dial so call if….okay yeah, so what if i’m jealous?”
  • When he says this you gotta be careful
  • Dick has a temper, he may seem like all unicorn and rainbows but no, he has a scary temper, my dude
  • Dick cuddles you more if he feels like you two are growing apart btw
  • be prepared for a lot of touching
  • more sweet random kisses 
  • and heated make out sessions 
  • random I love you’s in the middle of any conversations as well


  • Hehe
  • cute puppy to bad boy in 0.2 seconds
  • when he’s jealous, HE’S JEALOUS
  • everyone who tries to flirt with you better run for their lives
  • guy, girl, doesn’t matter. You’re his and only his
  • so if someone doesn’t see that, they basically have a death wish
  • some threats here and there, scaring everyone away
  • angry make out sessions 
  • extra handsy
  • Jason would wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you in for a heated kiss if he finds someone taking an interest in you
  • doesn’t hide how jealous he is because he hates hiding things from you, even jealousy 
  • “Are you jealous, babe?”
  • “No shit, of course I’m jealous!” 
  • angry sex cause why not?
  • he doesn’t mind if you hang out with your guy friends though
  • just as long as he meets them first



cute when he’s jealous
  • little things like
  • he could be super fidgety 
  • but also short tempered as well
  • he’ll glare daggers at the person
  • then he’ll do a background check on said person
  • digs up some dirt on that person and use that against them
  • it makes them uncomfortable hue hue hue
  • he’ll work less in order to spend more time with you 
  • and to get your attention of course
  • poor timbers
  • pulling less all nighters just for you
  • “Tim, are you jealous?”
  • “…..yes, yes I’m jealous, jealous™ to be exact.”
  • cute adorable back hugs omg


  • Well…shit
  • I feel like he would observing from a far
  • like from HP, Ron’s “gf” after he broke with her 
  • but instead of a kitchen knife, he would be holding a dagger
  • tries not to hurt anyone who seems to be getting in his way
  • but he’ll have that dagger just in case he feels a little stabby
  • as long as he’s in your presence though, no one will try anything
  • but if someone does, all hell would break loose
  • you got him under your control though
  • he’s not jumping anyone unless you say so
  • “Are you jealous, Dami?”
  • “According to my outburst, and my sudden actions to stab that person I would say yes, apparently I am feeling jealous of this lowlife tool.”
  • he’ll show you off more though, making sure the only person you will ever love in life is him
Batboys Headcanon-S/O Falling Asleep During A Movie

Requested by @arsenal-hood​: CONGRATULATIONS AGAIN MY LOVE!💕 I’M SO PROUD OF YOU! For my headcannons, could I please have all 4 batboys reacting to the reader falling asleep while watching a movie with them? I just think that would be so cute and funny! Again congrats sweet angel and i hope you always have an awesome day! 💕

Thank you so much, my dear! I’m sorry this took so long, I hope you like it! ♥



  • You love movie nights with Dick.
  • They always involve cuddling, cause, hello! This is Dick we’re talking about.
  • He probably builds a blanket fort, tbh.
  • You totally watch Disney movies.
  • When you fall asleep, Dick just finds it so adorable.
  • The way your hair falls into your eyes, how you instinctively snuggle into his chest.
  • He’ll pull you closer and drift off to sleep himself.


  • Movie nights are rare with this boy.
  • He’s always on a mission of some sort, so you take advantage of whatever time you get with him.
  • You probably watch cheesy romance movies. *Cough*Jason’s idea*Cough*
  • Jason sees your eyes drooping halfway through the movie.
  • Smiling to himself, he’ll wrap a blanket around you.
  • You don’t really need it since the body heat he puts out is frickin’ insane. But the gesture is appreciated.
  • Once you’re asleep, Jason presses a gentle kiss to your head.


  • You have to drag this boy to the couch and confiscate his devices.
  • You are going to have a nice evening with your boyfriend even if it kills you.
  • Or him. Whichever comes first.
  • Honestly, you can’t even remember what movie you watched? Probably a mystery movie or something.
  • Tim was surprised when he looked over and saw you drifting off.
  • Usually he’s the one that falls asleep during a movie.
  • He’ll gently pull you to him and wrap his arms around you, resting his chin on your head.

Damian (Aged up):

  • He’s not really one for movies.
  • But you insisted on it, so he couldn’t really say ‘no’ without feeling bad.
  • You’d picked out an animal documentary so he wouldn’t be completely bored.
  • Halfway through the movie, you’d sprawled out on the couch, your head on Damian’s lap.
  • When he saw you yawn, he couldn’t help but play with your hair. He knew how much you loved it when he did.
  • After that, you were asleep within minutes.
  • As the movie credits roll, he presses a kiss to your lips.

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500+ Milestone Headcanons-Closed

It’s exam week and I am tired. Instead of coherent content, please enjoy this list of random dialogue that I currently have no context for:

Damian listened thoughtfully until Tim got to the end. “So basically we need your help. Any questions?”

“Yes,” Damian decided, after a few seconds of silence.


“When did I give you the impression that I cared?”

“Oh come on.”

“What was my mistake?”

“We’re on a timeline here.”

“No, really,” Damian asked, raising his hands in an exaggerated gesture of confusion. “Where did I go wrong?”

“I’m confused,” Duke told him. “Red Hood Jason or Trophy Case Jason?”

For some reason, Tim didn’t seem to understand the question. He pointed across the cave, to where Hood was sorting through medical supplies. “Jason.”

“So not the Robin that died.”

Tim pointed again, slower this time. “Jason.”

“That’s… the same person?”


“He didn’t actually die?”

“Oh boy,” said Tim, biting at his lip. “No, he was definitely dead.”


“Short-term. You really didn’t know?”

“It’s not an uncommon name?” Duke could hear the panic in his own voice, but he didn’t feel inclined to check it. “Why would I assume that one person… came back from the dead?? Instead of assuming there are two people named Jason?”

“Oh boy,” Tim repeated. He turned to Damian, who Duke suddenly noticed was smiling in a very unsettling sort of way. “You didn’t tell him?”

Damian shook his head. The smile became downright maniacal. 

Tell me what??”

“It’s a family meeting,” Dick told him. “You have to stay.”

Jason collapsed back into his armchair, glaring. “You know sometimes I think I never actually came back to life? I just died and went to hell.” He crossed his arms. “Because honestly? This could be hell.”

“Stop being dramatic.”

Jason threw him a look that clearly communicated ‘when hell freezes over’ in the most dramatic way possible, or at least that was the goal.

Dick turned away, rolling his eyes. He seemed to get the message. There, Jason thought. Nailed it. He felt better.

“What’s the holdup?” Tim asked, settling onto the couch next to Cass. “Something wrong?”

Dick shrugged. “Bruce says he has an announcement.”

“We have a new sibling?” Tim guessed.

“What? No.” Dick frowned, probably running the odds just to be sure. “Not that I’m aware of, anyway.”

“You had to think about it,” Tim noted, and then turned to face the door as Bruce finally made his entrance.

“I have an announcement.”

“We have a new sibling?”

“What?” Bruce asked. “No.” His eyes flicked upward for half a second, and then he continued, decisive. “No, you don’t.”

“See?” Tim asked. “He had to think about it.”

“I thought you were against this plan,” Duke said.

Damian nodded. “I am, but Todd and I reached an agreement.”


“Simple bet,” Damian confirmed. “If it works, I have to go to Drake’s birthday party, but if Todd dies again, I get to put ‘Damian told him so’ on his new headstone.”

“Oh,” Duke told him. “That sounds… fair.”

Damian leaned back against the wall, smirking. “I like my chances.”

[scene break]

At that point, Duke became pretty sure that the plan wasn’t going to work. He looked from Jason, up on the rooftop, to Damian, who was calmly punching numbers into his phone. “Uh. Shouldn’t we go help him?”

Damian raised a finger in a give-me-a-second kind of gesture while he put his phone to his ear. “Hello, Elliot Funeral Home? How much do you charge for gravestones? Midrange. I see. Very reasonable.”


“Fine,” Damian sighed. “Thank you,” he told his phone. “I’ll be in touch.”

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Part 1 Here!

* You don’t want to think how much this borrowed dress costs, let alone the shoes

* You swallow and poke your head outside

* “Sir, I’m done now”

* “You can call me Alfred miss” he flashes you a warm smile once he takes you in, and leads you to the ballroom

* The party is in full swing, it’s bright and sunny. The light from the chandelier basically bouncing off of the marble floor and columns

* It’s beautiful, and as you walk in, you swear you see several heads turn to take you in.

* But the most important person, you lock eyes with right away, bright green eyes take in your own as he sets he excuses himself from his current conversation

* “As you can see young Master Wayne was anxiously awaiting your arrival.” Alfred informs with a grin.

* He bows and excuses himself just as Damian appears before you

* “I’m glad to see you came.”

* “Well your party does go on until three in the morning” he lets out a polite laugh, and you glance down at your shoes

* “You look b-“ you look up, only to see him flush bright red.

* “Yes?”

* “You look like you want to dance, come with me.” He practically growls.

* He leads you by the arm out to the dance floor just as the songs about to change.

* You breathe in deeply as you hold out your arms to him.

* “Do you know how to waltz?” He asks, and you shake your head

* “Only what I remember from fourth grade” he laughs at that, cheeks flushed pink.

* What you take in is his smile, how it transforms his entire face. His green eyes become so soft, and his face is so gentle.

* That’s the smile that made you like him so much

* “It’s fine I’ll lead.”

* Damian is a good dancer, and he leads you with ease, a warm hand pressed against your back.

* “This is quite a party, I heard you have a gold foil bar?”

* You hear Damian’s faint laugh in your ear as you sway to the right

* “I actually have a gold foil cake, I heard it’s very good.”

* After a brief pause you feel a wisp of air curl against your ear as he sighs

* “I’m actually not a very big fan of large parties.”

* You remove your head from the warmth of his broad chest, looking into two identical emerald pools

* “If you don’t like parties why’d you have such a big one for your birthday?”

* His flush deepens at that

* “There were circumstances” he mumbles, pulling your arm so you fall back into his chest.

* You decide this must have been because of his Father, you know these types of events mean a lot for business types

* “Can I show you something?” He whispers in your ear

* You nod

* He takes your hand in his, flashing a mischievous grin to you and leading you out of the grand ballroom

* You follow him down hallway after hallway

* You honestly couldn’t tell someone what you talked about trailing behind him

* All you could focus on, was your hand inside his

* You both finally stop in front of two very large doors

* “It’s in here” he says a little too loud, cheeks pink as he pushes the door open

* It’s an enormous library, the most beautiful library you’ve ever seen.

* He lets go if your hand, and you find yourself missing the warmth a bit

* He goes to one of the larger bookshelf against the wall, scaling up the ladder with ease

* You can’t help but notice how his suit pops as he pulls out a book

* “It’s a first edition copy of the Great Gatsby” he hands it to you, not out of breath at all.

* You take the book in your hands, holding it with the upmost care

* “It’s you favorite classic right?”

* You nod, you wouldn’t say it’s your favorite, but you do like it a lot

* “Then it’s yours” he says simply.

* That makes your head snap up, you push the book back into his chest automatically

* “No way! That’s way too much! It’s already more than enough that you’re letting me borrow this dress I couldn’t-“

* “What do you mean borrow?” He asks, and eyebrow raising

* Your throat feels dry, And you can’t seem to find your tongue

* “I bought that dress for you, I don’t want it back”

* Your mind is next to go numb

* He bought this dress for you, he picked it out just for you.

* Even with all those girls around him, he didn’t pick a dress out for any of them

* He said he wanted you to come to his party, you’ve been watching him from a distance for a while

* But you don’t think he’s told anyone else that he wants them to come to his party

* “You can keep the book too, it’s not a problem, I’m sure you would appreciate it more than anyone in my household.”

* He says, turning around to place the book on a nearby table

* All the signs are pointing to what you’ve been hoping for months now

* It’s now or never

* “That dress does look really good on you by the way.”

* On one hand, you could be reading all the signs wrong.

* Maybe he’ll push you away, and tell you he doesn’t feel the same way

* “I wasn’t sure what size you wore so I just took all the sizes they had.”

* On the other hand, if you don’t do it now, you’ll just go home and sulk all night

* “So you should keep it, and maybe if you’re not busy next weekend you could wear it while you acc-“

* Screw it

* Before Damian can finish his sentence, you put your hand on his shoulder. Your lips colliding with his

* His hands freeze for a moment before resting on your back.

* His eyes snap shut, and he concentrates on reciprocating

* He licks your bottom lip, a hand moving to cradle your face.

* You yelp in slight surprise, allowing him access to your mouth

* It goes on like this, your hand wanders from his shoulder to his cheek, as one kiss becomes two.

* You hand move around his waist when two kisses become four, holding him close against you.

* When you finally break apart, the need for air too persistent, his forehead rests against your own

* This leaves him out of breath

* “There’s a gala next week, you’ll come with me?”

* You nod, your forehead bumping into his

* Both of you bursting out laughing

A/N: Expect a Part 2 (3) with Damian’s POV

Mistakes and forgiveness - older!Damian Wayne x Reader

Remember when I said : “I won’t write about the batfam for a while” ? Yeah, I guess I totally lied. No self control really. Anyway, I adore that prompt. So I tried to write something about it…Not sure it’s what you wanted anon. Hope you’ll still like it though :

Warning : slightly NSFW and language. 

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-Hey Damian I…Oh.

As you entered in his bedroom at Wayne Manor, the one he was suppose to leave the coming week to come and live with you, one of your worst nightmare stopped you cold in your tracks.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, facing the door and…

There was an almost naked girl in his lap. 

Her tongue was in his mouth. One of her hand tangled in his hair, just like you did, the other one splayed across his broad bare chest. His own hands were on her ass, leaving marks of his fingers for later. 

You knew she noticed you, but she kept on going, the hand that was on his chest going to the waistband of his boxer…He opened his eyes and locked them on you, while still kissing her…Hell, while still devouring her mouth ! He opened his eyes, locking his gaze on you and…in his beautiful green orbs, you could see nothing but disdain, a bit of disgust, and…cruelty ? And it was directed to you. He pulled away from her for a second, and his words stabbed you in the heart : 

-Can’t you see I’m busy ? 

The girl’s smirk drove the knife further into your bleeding heart…

You tried to hide your pained expression, out of pride, but it was impossible…You’ve seen enough.

You left, slapping the door shut behind you. 

Tears ran freely down your cheeks, and you ignored Damian’s father asking you what was wrong as you ran out of the Manor. 

You quickly got in your car, and your feet didn’t leave the accelerator pedal until you were back in front of your apartment. Without even bothering to take your clothes off, you fell heavily on your bed, empty. Your tears had ran out. 

Nothing. You felt nothing. Utterly empty. You fell asleep, the scene you witnessed in your ex-boyfriend’s room replaying over and over again in your head, and after, in your dreams. No. Not dreams. Nightmares. 

You woke up, sweating, and decided you just couldn’t stay in your apartment. You had to get out. You just had to. 

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Queen of Gotham 👑

Prompt: So umm Damian and the reader are secretly dating and the batfam doesn’t know until they sneak up on him. And they all are like “You are dating her? Dude!” And the reader is like famous too. And rich.

Pairing: Reader x Damian Wayne/Robin

Warning: None.

Author’s note: This fic features a slightly older Damian.

Tagging: @crazyfangirl1810


You heard the loud roaring sound of engines traveling at high speed echoing through the batcave. Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian had just returned from patrol. The boys parked their respective vehicles on the parking pad and headed towards the main area.

Suddenly, you leaped out of the shadows attacking Damian from behind. Startled, Damian abruptly turned around defensively ready to neutralize the threat. Just as he was about to throw a batarang, his jaw dropped followed by his weapon.

“[Y/N]!” Exclaimed your boyfriend, “What are you doing here?” the boy continued with his eyebrows frowned in confusion.

“DUDE, ARE YOU DATING HER?” Shouted Dick, while approaching his youngest brother, “Damian, we literally just spent three hours sitting on a roof top watching birds. How did mentioning that you’re currently dating [Y/N] Queen not occur to you?”

“Shut up, Grayson.” Spat your embarrassed boyfriend crossing his arms, “TT, who I choose to spend my spare time with is none of your business.” Then pulling you in for a hug he added, “For your information, [Y/N] Queen and I have been seeing each other ever since Bruce and I helped Oliver in Star City with a mission a few months ago.”

“Hahaha. As usual, it’s nice to see you too, Grayson.” You intervene, with a smile on your face. “I’m in Gotham attempting to persuade the minds of some stubborn stalkholders for my father.” you said before turning around to address Bruce, “Oliver sends his regards.”

After kindly saying hello, the boys went upstairs leaving you two alone.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming to Gotham, Beloved? I could’ve picked you up from the airport.” Interjected Damian.

“Dami, I’m here for a business assignment. The reporters would have been swarming the both of us had you been there.”

“How long are you here for?”

“If everything goes according to plan, I’ll be in town one more night.”

“Then what do you say you come kick some ass after work, [Y/S/N]?”

“Thought you’d never ask, Robin.” You replied, with a grin.

You decided to spend the night with Damian at the manor. However, when Damian woke up the next day Alfred informed him that you had already left for work. You wanted to leave as early as possible to avoid getting caught by nosey journalists.

You successfully snuck back in the mansion after work.

“How was your day, Beloved?” asked Damian eagerly picking you up, twirling you around and giving you a gentle kiss before placing you back down.

“Hahaha, excellent!” you giggled.

After having dinner at the mansion with Bruce, Damian and his brothers you suited up and drove out into the night.

Worthy Enough (Damian Wayne x Reader)

Requests: “This might be too much but do whatever you want - these are from the angst prompt and can I have it with Damian? : “you don’t get to say anything after what you did!” “i’m not blind, i can see the way you look at them.“ “please, please, i’ll do anything just talk to me.” “i never loved you.”” from anon

A/N: I wanted to make this one turn out positive for you so I didn’t include one of the prompts. Sorry anon! Also, you and Damian are both in high school in here.

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You were the type to hold a grudge against those who wronged you. When you have a grudge against Damian though, he always ends up begging for forgiveness. Sometimes you even forgive him without letting him know, you just find it cute when he begs since its so unnatural of him.

School was a total drag, especially on Friday’s. That morning you somehow lost all of your pencils and pens so, in each class, you had to ask someone to let you borrow anything to take notes.

Apparently. someone decided to tell Damian that you borrowed a pencil from a guy that has a crush on you. You didn’t even know he had a crush on you. Once school was over and you went to meet Damian by your locker, he was furious.

You kissed his cheek, “Well, you seem angry.” You said, opening your locker.

“You don’t get to say anything after what you did!” He said through gritted teeth.

Sighing, you placed a textbook inside your locker. “Dami, it was just a penc-“

He punched the locker next to him, making you jump in surprise. “I’m not blind, I can see the way you look at him!” Everyone was now staring at you and your insufferable boyfriend.

You slammed your locker shut, and glared at Damian from under your lashes, “What the hell are you talking about!?” You growled, “I didn’t even know that guy existed before I asked him for a pencil!”

His eyebrows shot up when you pushed passed him and quickly stomped your way towards the exit. He always does this, he always gets jealous over the smallest and stupidest things.

“(Y/N)! Stop right there!”

You didn’t bother listening to him. You pushed the double doors open, hoping they slam shut in his face. You passed his car, deciding you’re going to walk home.

“Are you not going to let me drive you?!” You heard him shout behind you. You rolled your eyes and kept walking. He finally caught up and matched your speed. He kept asking you to talk to him but you kept your deadly gaze on the sidewalk.

Damian sighed and just kept walking beside you. After 10 minutes of pure silence, he finally cracked and held you in place with both of his hands on your shoulders, “Please, please, I’ll do anything just talk to me.”

“You can’t be jealous over everything, Damian. It was just a pencil, a pencil! Why the heck would you get jealous over something silly like that?!”

He scratched the back of his head, his other hand still holding you in place as if he was afraid you’d start walking again, “I just..don’t like it when someone has a crush on you.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle, “Damian, we’re together right now because you had a crush on me.”

He smirked, “That’s different, I am the blood son of Bruce Wayne, no one else is worthy enough to be your boyfriend.”


Request: Hello there, I was hoping you could do an older!damian imagine? Yes this is the person who asked if you did write older!damian:))) Right, for imagine I was thinking if you could do something where the reader is reading or cooking or something but he just wants attention?like?please? Thank you!

“Beloved!” Damian heard his voice echo in the apartment. “Beloved?” He called again. Once tike passed and he didn’t seem to receive an answer, he felt his blood run cold through his veins. He pushed the sheets away and got off the bed in a swift movement, only to stumble on the pill of his clothes that laid on the floor. It was unusual for him to wake up without you nuzzling your head in his chest, it was even more unusual not to receive an immediate answer when he called at you.

Without even bothering to put on any clothing except his underwear, or even the fluffy pair of slippers you hash bought to him, he run towards the kitchen.

His heart stopped throbbing once he saw you staffing in front of the counter. He run his head through his jet black hair, pulling them up a little, and sighed in utter relief.

“Beloved?” You felt your lover’s familiar voice call out to you and hunged in response.

“You’re finally awake!” You turned to him and smiled as bright as you could. Damian could feel his heart melt at the sight of you.

“How long was I out?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck, to shake any sinful thoughts away from his mind. Dammit he had just woken up.

“All day long baby. I was about to call Bruce.” You immediately responded as you felt the warmth of his embrace engulfing you from behind. Damian nuzzled in the crook of your neck. 
       Every once in a while he’d give your neck a kiss, soft enough to calm you and lustful enough to make your mind travel into the deepest of the fantasies. Either way taking your concentration away from the veggies you were cutting.
    At the sound of a moan that came out of your lips due to pleasure, you thought I’d a mischievous plan.

“Come on beloved, we’ll have Pennyworth cook for us while we visit my father in some hours.” You could practically feel him smile on your neck, while his hands went to explore your body.
   It wasn’t the first time you’d tease Damian, even though everytime you tried, it would always end up with you giving in and letting him be the one to actually tease you.

Nevertheless, you snapped his hand away from your abdomen and pushed him far from you add you could.

“Damian, as your can see, I’m cooking. So please sit on the table and do whatever pleases you. Just don’t bother me as I’m cooking!” You snapped at him, a hint of guilt making it self evident in your stomach.

Damian looked at you dumbfounded. His green orbs examined your body from head to toe. He quickly realized, how dead serious you were and dragged himself to the nearest chair he could find. Once sat, he collapsed into the table.

“Are you done now beloved?” He whined while running his hands through his hands.
    You turned to look at him; his torso was laid on the table and his hair was messy add he was continually running his hands through it. He seemed annoyed, with his full lips pursed together and his eyebrows screwed in anger.

“Just a little while Dami.” Your said and accidentally left out a giggle.

Oh, Damian knew what you were doing after this giggle. You were trunking to get him to beg for your attention, because you knew he would. His expression turned from annoyed to mischievous in no time at all. He fit up from his seat and walked his way of triumph towards you.

Damian!” you gasped as you felt his hand landing on your buttcheek. “I told you im-” your eyes were muffled by his lips attacking yours.
    Eventually, you gave in to the kiss and neutered in Damian’s arms. When he pulled back for air, you tried to push him close to you once again, but he didn’t seem to listen to what you wanted anymore.

“You see beloved, when I need attention I need it immediately. Your food can wait.” Damian smirked as he spoke in a demanding tone.

“B-but I’m hungry…”

“You won’t be hungry when I’m done with you!”
   You gulped at how bossy Damian had turned, but then again, it wasn’t something you didn’t expect. It happened everytime; you’d try to tease him, he’d take his revenge.
“Damian we can discuss this” you screamed as he pushed you on the counter, wrapping your legs around his waist, as he kissed you passionately.

“Of course we can. ” He whispered seductively in your ear. “After I have my way with you”

Worth It

Jason Todd x reader

Type: Comedic Smut (?)

(A/N 1. It’s late but I have inspiration to finish this story. 2. It’s been a year since I’ve wrote a smut. Oh lord god is going to strike me down for sinning so much oof.)

Summary: You and Jason have had a rough day. You decide that you both need some time to yourself. The universe says otherwise

Warnings: Language and Smut

It was 3 am and you had just gotten off of your “night shift”. Exhaustion drowned your body as you peeled off you sweat-filled clothes that masked your smell. You let out a groan throwing the clothes to the side, ready to curl up in bed. You stretched out your arms to relieve them from their soreness when you hear something move from behind you. You stop for a second and think to yourself, ‘someone must have followed me home.’ You resumed the task of stretching out your limbs as you heard the person sneak closer to you. You felt the person reach out to you and you took the opportunity grab them. You shoved the figure onto the wall before looking up to see none other than the red hooded vigilante himself.

“Jason,” you said sighing and sitting down on the bed to calm your nerves, “Don’t just sneak up on me like that.”

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Batfamily NSFW headcanons

Well, here it is. Because of the nature of the questions, IT IS NSFW, so if you’re uncomfortable with that, do not read, I have PLENTY of other work that aren’t NSFW at all that you can check ;-) (right here, my masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com). Anyway, I’m not great at writing headcanons so thought I practice a bit…hope you’ll still like it :


The Goodies-

Bruce Wayne

  • What turns them on?

✶When you touch him inappropriately in public. Especially at charities, galas and other balls. It drives him crazy the way you do it so sneakily so that no one but him notice. It’s a sure way to convince him to go home earlier. 
✶Seeing you putting someone in their place with your wits and sarcasms after they’ve been rude to you…Oh he lives for this, and will have trouble to concentrate on anything else but wanting you. 
✶Your smile. Your laugh. The way you light up his dark World.
✶That man has a thing with lifting your skirt slowly, and putting your panties aside. He couldn’t even tell you why, he just loves it. And obviously, it instantly turns him on when you let him.
✶Knowing that the emotions he feels for you can outlast the orgasm you both had. Oh yes. Knowing he’s loved, and can let go with you. 

  • What turns them off?

There is very few things that turns him off when he’s with you, if not nothing (like literally, even when you’re being annoying, or when he’s being an ass, or if you just woke up and are disheveled and not really attractive…he’d still want you), as everything you do is just…Wow. He can’t get enough of you. Everything you do turns him on really. But He had experiences with other women before… :
✶Women who couldn’t handle a simple conversation. No connection at all with them, just sex. In and out, and then they’d be gone. He hated that. Which makes him love you more when you just spent time in each others arms talking about anything and everything. You’re the only one that makes him want to talk about what he feels and such…It’s a big relief. You’re his big relief. 
✶He use to hate SO MUCH when he took a woman out that had a “fake hollywood accent”, or any fake accent. A lot of fake French one. They thought it made them more interesting, but the only thing it did, was making them super annoying to hear so…Yeah, massive turn off. He cringed more than once because of a high pitched voice, or an annoying one with a stupid fake accent.
✶Narcissism turned him off instantly. Oh the many women Alfred had to escort out because Bruce misjudge them…It happened to him a lot when he was younger, long before meeting you. He thought he’d find a kindred spirit, but turned out, it would just be a woman who wanted him for his money and fame, and who thought she was irresistible. Spoiler : those kind of women were rarely irresistible, to him at least. He could resist them very well. He could resist most women very well…But you. Oh you, it’s impossible. 
✶Lack of passion. He just cannot even think about dating someone who isn’t passionate about anything. 
✶Fake tits. That doesn’t even remotely look (or feel) natural. Fuck them. And oh the women he went out as a younger man had a lot of fake things physically (fake ass, tits, teeth, nose…), every thing was fake in them really, to their personality and smiles. He hated that with a passion, and often wished he could drop the “womanizer” and “playboy” persona, that wasn’t like his real him at all…Everything changed when you came in. You’re the best thing that ever happened to him, nothing fake about you (for real though, if you wanna tell him to fuck off because he’s being an asshole, they you’ll do so, and he loves that!). 

  • Kinks?

Nearly violent sex. Bitey, grabby, pinny, not-holding-back sex. Paired with sweet words of encouragement and gentle forehead/Cheek kisses.
✶Surprise sex. You waking him up because his cock is in your mouth. Him whipping you around while you walk around the Manor, and boom.
✶Sex after an injury. He loves the way you’re careful with him, or how he needs to take care of you because you’re hurt. 
✶He likes giving more than receiving. WITH YOU. Because he feels like he has to thank you to put up with his shit and antics…And you do it so well, oh he just has to please you. Doesn’t mean he’s against a good old blowjob though. Oh, and damn, the good old 69 am I right ? 
✶He can be vanilla and/or rough, and you love it. He would never really hurt you (even if you ask him too, just light biting really), and most of the time you make love, rarely just fucking (unless you haven’t seen each other for a long time and you just need it)…He’s all for the sweet and cuddly aftercare. Cheesy man. 

Richard Grayson

  • What turns them on?

✶You. Your mere presence. A slight touch of your fingers on his arms. And he’s gone. It’s not always great, like, you’d be in public and you’d just touch his thigh softly, as you do, and he’d give you “that look”…
✶Snuggles. Cuddles. Oh yes. 
✶Neck kisses. It drives him beyond wild. 
✶He will get harder inside you by the mere sound of your moans…And hearing you orgasm, clenching around him, is a sure way to send him over the edge too. 

  • What turns them off?

✶Being with someone boring. Glad he found you. 
✶If he’s with a “selfish lover”. He doesn’t mind giving at all, but for him, making love is a way to show mutual respect, to show how much you mean for each other…so if he’s with someone who only think about themselves ? No.
✶When his partner is too forward about wanting sex. “Want to fuck ?” Oh. Nope, he likes when it’s subtle. When you give him sultry looks and such. He likes the building up. 
✶Bad breath. As simple as that. 

  • Kinks?

✶Once, he was arguing with you and in the heat of the moment, you slapped his face. Of course you excused yourself profusely, until you realized he went from being annoyed to argue to being very aroused…You both learned something about him that day. So, light BDSM. Who would’ve thought ?
✶He lives for silly giggly sex. Pleasure, your moans and bad puns, how could it get better than this ? 
✶Women’s mid sections. He loves slight belly and curvy hips. As simple as that.
✶He’s a sucker for romantic evening, that turns hot and steamy. 
✶Rubbing your legs, ass and back during the act. Oh yeah. 

Jason Todd

  • What turns them on?

✶Seeing you punching people. It sounds awful, but the way you don’t let anyone walk on your feet and don’t hesitate to punch people even twice your size…He loves it. 
✶If you wear a dress, your legs will instantly turn him on. He loves your legs. Especially when wrapped around his waist. 
✶You love to dance, and hum songs you like…Big turn on every time, as he can’t get enough of your voice, and you’re damn sexy when you dance. 
✶When you’re trying to contain yourself, but simply cannot. Muscles spasm and contort as you climax.

  • What turns them off?

✶Judgmental people. The kind who decides what you are before knowing you.
✶The daddy kink. Oh God, NO. 
✶It’s something kinda silly, he knows, but he hates long unclipped toe nails. Ew. You laughed the first time he told you. Well, yeah, it’s super gross. 
✶Lacks of enthusiasm and initiative. He can’t be with a woman who lets him do everything, chose everything for her. And who never initiates anything. Basically, the opposite of you. 

  • Kinks?

✶Clothed sex, because it feels like you two are so hungry for each other, that you just can’t bother getting all the clothes off. 
✶Sex games. First one to come loses. 
✶Public and semi-public sex. Hey, he likes danger. When you two are almost caught…Oh the thrill.
✶He’s very creative when it comes to sexual position. As long as your comfortable of course…He’s sure glad you’re flexible by the way.

Timothy Drake

  • What turns them on?

✶Intelligent woman. Intelligence in general. 
✶The way you look at him, with so much love, that makes him feel like he’s really wanted and needed…Sometimes, he just needs validation, as he doesn’t always gets it with his family. Fortunately, you’re here for that. 
✶Nibbling on his ears and neck, while whispering sweet nothing.
✶Eye contact. He just loves it. 

  • What turns them off?

✶Loud people. Oh God can’t they shut up ? He hasn’t slept for the past 36 hours and they’re making his head explode. Instant turn off if there’s too many noises. Though he loves your screams…It’s different ok ? 
✶If you starfish. Making love is a thing he wants to do with you, not to a very passive you. Fortunately, you’re never able to “starfish”…you’d do it as a joke sometimes, because you know he doesn’t like it, and then you wouldn’t be able to resist moving in sync with him.
✶Nothing to talk about but yourself. Someone obsessed with themselves. Oh he hates it. He’s so glad he didn’t find someone who didn’t had any subject else than themselves. He’s so glad he found you. Because with the name “Wayne” comes a plethora of women only interested in money and fame, who loves no one else but themselves. 
✶He hates feigned incompetence. Like a girl who acts like she doesn’t know anything about sex, while she’s clearly experienced. He always feels manipulated when this happens…

  • Kinks?

✶He loves to “discover boundaries”. Like what you like, dislike, what you two are willing to do, the extent you can go etc etc..Knowing just until where both of your boundaries go. 
✶You two nerds invented a secret “sex langage” to be able to talk about it in public. Of course you would.  
✶Nerdy dirty talk. Oh the puns about technologies, and pop culture you two are able to get out while making love : it’s endless. And he loves it. It makes him feel like he found just the perfect person for him. And you really are. 
✶Lazy morning sex. Bath sex. Those private moment with you, where you can just both enjoy each other. Domestic moment sex if that makes sense. 

Damian Wayne (older than his current age of course)

  • What turns them on?

✶Training together, seeing you fight and such. The way your body moves…Gets him every time. 
✶The way you look at him and tell him “I love you”. He’ll never get tired of it. Seeing the love in your eyes for him, knowing you mean it, that there’s at least one person in the world that really love and appreciate his bratty ass. 
✶When you caress his hair, fingers massaging his scalp. Soothing and arousing at the same time. 
✶The way you bite your lips or stick out your tongue when you’re focused. 

  • What turns them off?

✶He tries to be nice about it but…Body odors. If you smell because you two jumped on each other before you could take a shower…Instant turn off. Even his own smell could turn him off. Basically, if it smells bad, he won’t be able to concentrate on sex at all. He’s a living paradox however as he loves the smell of your sweat.
✶Hurting you. 
✶Rude and vulgar people. 
✶Lack of empathy.

  • Kinks?

✶Sensory deprivation. Like blindfolded, so you have to rely on trust and such. Or handcuffed, so you can’t touch and…again trust comes in. Sometimes, he would put headphones on your ears, so you wouldn’t know what his next move is by the sound…Basically, knowing you trust him and letting him do all that. 
✶He likes trying new things.But will never do anything you’re uncomfortable doing of course. Consent is key.  
✶Always the tease though. 
✶Sometimes, he’ll argue with you ON PURPOSE just for the amazing make-up sex afterward…Each time you’ll give him a look meaning : “really Damian ?”, and he’ll just smirk back at you. He knows how to push all your buttons, and oh, he just really like the way you are during make-up sex. 
✶You come first. He loves you, he wants you to be comfortable, but he also like trying new things and he’s so damn glad he found someones like you who’s willing to be adventurous. 

Batboys Headcanon-Traumatic Case

Requested by anon: What are your hc’s for the Batboys the day after an emotionally traumatic case ends? What do they do in the aftermath?

Hope you like it, love! ♥ Thank you for requesting! :)



  • The case probably had something to do with someone falling to their death.
  • He’ll hold it together while working on the case.
  • But afterwards?
  • A wreck.
  • He’ll put on a smile to hide his pain.
  • Bottles up his emotions, will joke around and act like he’s fine around others.
  • Won’t talk to anyone about it.


  • His case was probably about a street kid murdered young.
  • He has a hard time dealing with it.
  • Probably tries to drink his sorrow away.
  • When that doesn’t work, he takes to the streets.
  • Takes his anger, his sadness, every emotion, out on the scum.
  • The physical pain helps distract him from the emotional pain.
  • Refuses to talk to anyone for a few days.


  • A case about an abused child who practically lived alone?
  • He couldn’t let Bruce oversee that one.
  • It was too personal.
  • Afterwards, Tim buries himself in his work.
  • He doesn’t eat, sleep, or come out of his room for days.
  • Copes with it better than his brothers.
  • Is actually willing to talk about it, but only with the few people he really trusts.


  • He helped Bruce with a case about a child forced to live with his overbearing, abusive grandfather.
  • That hits a little too close to home for Dami.
  • So he throws himself into his training, twice as hard as before.
  • Seriously.
  • If he’s not sleeping, he’s training, and he barely even pauses to eat.
  • He’s more violent than usual on patrol.
  • Bottles up all the pain and refuses to talk about it.

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500+ Milestone Headcanons

My Love (Damian Wayne x Reader)

Request: “28 from X prompt list with Damian please” from anon.

Prompt: “Aw, don’t be sad my love.”

A/N: Yeah, you and Damian are in high school so he ain’t a kid in here.

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@tim-help @avengerdragoness @kazuha159


“I’m sorry, you didn’t make the team, (Y/N).”

You couldn’t believe it. This entire summer, you’ve been training to join your school’s (fave sport) team. Your heart fell to the pit of your stomach when you heard those words.

You forced a smile, trying to hold in your tears, “It’s alright.”

“Maybe next year?” The team captain shrugged.

“Sure.” Not. You knew you did amazing during tryouts, the captain just chose all of their friends.

You left the gym as soon as Damian texted saying that he was waiting outside. When you saw him leaning against his car, you ran up to him and gave him a huge hug.

“What happened?” He asked, hugging you back.

You pulled away, feeling hot tears fill up your eyes, “I didn’t make the team.”

He whipped a tear away before it made it’s way down your cheek, “Aw, don’t be sad my love, do you want me to-“

“You’re not blackmailing them, Damian.”

He huffed and fold his arms in annoyance,“Why not?!”

“Because that’s unnecessary!”

He tried to make you change your mind but once you started glaring at him, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine. He rolled his eyes and opened the passenger door, “Fine, whatever you say, my love.”


A/N: @letsrebelprincess sorry this took so long, and I’m honored I got your first request :D. Hope you enjoy!

Damian didn’t understand why he still had to attend Gotham Academy. He already knew everything on the curriculum, and Alfred could very easily homeschool him, if only to appease the government. But Father and Alfred insisted, for reasons lost to Damian. What could he possibly gain from fraternizing with the imbeciles at the academy?

Alas, on Monday morning Damian found himself at Gotham Academy, glowering at every person within five feet of him. He memorized his schedule in three seconds, and memorized the school’s layout in eight. His classmates’ names weren’t worth remembering–they were all useless to him anyway. Father and Alfred were mistaken to send him here.

Damian trudged to his first period class, silently bemoaning his situation. He settled into a desk that he knew the teacher would subconsciously pay less attention to and spent the rest of the morning fending off fakes trying to cozy up to him. He groaned when the teacher announced an icebreaker, and he glared at the student paired with him. They responded with a raised eyebrow, but nonetheless attempted to make conversation.The day ticked by at a snail’s pace, and at long last Damian flew out the academy’s doors, glad to be free–at least until the next morning.

Two days passed, then three, then four, and soon several uneventful months had flown past him. He saw more of the student he’d talked to on that first day–they shared more than a few classes, and he kept talking to them, if only as an excuse to get rid of his human satellites. “Do you not see that I am occupied right now?”

As time passed, Damian found his thoughts returning to them more and more often. “Not in a romantic context, Grayson. Shut up.” If there was one person in the school that warranted his attention, then it would be Y/N. They were sensible, thoughtful, and kind, never hesitating to stand up for others, unlike most of the nameless fools in the academy. They–

“Demon spawn, shut it. You’re head over heels, so just ask em out already.”

“Jason! You know that these things take time–”

“Dick, at the rate he’s babbling I wouldn’t be surprised if they figured it out by Friday and asked him to that dance of theirs in two weeks.”

So maybe Damian did think of his first-day partner in a romantic context. As much as he hated to admit it, Todd had a point. Damian needed to court Y/N before someone else snatched them up for the dance. Such delicate matters needed to be planned carefully…


Damian groaned, clapping his hands to his face. All his attempts at courting Y/N were unsuccessful. He tried to speak with them more, but time had turned against him; passing periods were woefully short. Lunch had not been any better, for Y/N’s friends had whisked them away and Damian did not wish to disturb them, lest he come off as rude and pushy. Y/N left immediately after school as well, taking any remaining opportunity for Damian to interact with them.

When Damian finally managed to secure Y/N’s attention, he had but one week left before the dance. Unfortunately, Y/N did not seem to be aware of his interest. He thought it would be obvious–Damian did not waste his time speaking with the fools in the school. Perhaps Y/N had simply grown accustomed to his company. A different approach was needed.

Damian tried gifts: snacks, appealing school supplies, and small trinkets, but Y/N accepted them with grateful smiles and made no mention of Damian’s interest. Damian even asked Y/N on dates–he brought Y/N to the Gotham boardwalk, to Y/N’s favorite cafe, even to Wayne Manor. But it seemed that Y/N assumed the outings were merely “friends hanging out.”

Todd’s laughter was going to drive Damian insane.

“Demon Spawn, listen to me! Just ask em to the dance! They’ll get it then.”

And so, with more than a little hesitation, Damian found himself facing you two days before the dance. Miraculously, his voice remained clear and unwavering.

“Y/N, would you care to join me at the dance?”

“Of course, Damian. As friends? Or like–”

“No, no. Er, I would like you to join me at the dance as…perhaps something more than friends, if you so care to.”

“Oh. Uh, yes–I would–like to join you at the dance.”

Jason had never seen Damian smile so much.

Age Matters (2)

Damian Wayne x Reader

Damian falls in love with an older woman.

Warning: Talks about age when it comes to relationships. Not at all inappropriate. Maybe some suggestive content.

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“Father, what are your thoughts on courting an older woman?”

Bruce turned away from the Batcomputer almost instantly. Damian always seemed emotionally closed off, he had worried he would never care for anyone but himself. The question thankfully brought some peace of mind. “Age does not matter as long as both of you are responsible adults.” Of course, he also began thinking, calculating if you will, who could have caught Damian’s eye. To his very accurate knowledge, his son had never been in a relationship.

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“Talk to my son like that again, and I will end you” - Damian Wayne x Batmom

Summary : Damian is the victim of racism, Batmom steps in to kick some asses.

Just something that popped into my mind one night, after a day of heated argument defending some of my “people of color” friends, like some things get me instantly mad…so I had to write about it and hum…hope you’ll like it

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You didn’t mean to say it on live TV like that…but…The nerves of those people ! 

It was common knowledge that you didn’t particularly held journalists in your heart. 

Some would say it was because any form of media in Gotham was OBSESSED with your family, and you hated the attention you all constantly got. 

If you cut your hair, it’d be in the paper, if your sons were spotted hanging out in town, it’d be in the paper, if you and Bruce did something, it’d be in the paper…with ridiculous titles too : “The heir of the Wayne fortune are turning into delinquents !” when all they did was skateboarding around town. “Bruce Wayne and (Y/N) Wayne about to divorce ?” just because Bruce arrived later than you at a gala…So stupid. 

Yes, some would say it was because they constantly tried to find a scandal about your family but others…like your husband, would say it was because he used to date a few of those journalists women. And yeah, it was true he did “date” some of those women but, this wasn’t why you disliked journalists. 

And Bruce knew it, he’d just tease you with it sometimes to try and relax you because some douchebag wrote lies in the papers about your family…

You knew by marrying Bruce that it would be like that, that you’d always be the center of attention and honestly, when it was just about you ? Or even Bruce ? It was alright. Both of you could handle it. 

But when it touched your children ? Oh no. No. And no. 

And so, tonight, as someone made a comment about your youngest son..you kinda lost it. And you could already see the title of every articles and such that’ll come out the next day : 

“(Y/N) Wayne loses it on live TV”

But this was too much. Your boy already struggled with this at school, he didn’t need it everywhere else…How did they even hear about it anyway ? 

Uh…Who were you kidding ? They were journalists, of course they would have heard about your little outburst at Gotham Academy…

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Just Kiss Already

CONGRATS ON 400 FOLLOWERS!!!! Idk if requests are still open I’m usually always late to these so they probably aren’t but here goes nothing haha. Could you do 7, 17, and 83 from list 2 with Dami? Thank youuuuuu!!!!

7.) “Well, that’s tragic.”

17.) “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

83.) “Enough with the sass!”

Tags: @nervouswastelandvoid

Pairing: Damian Wayne X Reader (kinda)

TW: None, super fluffy

Word count: 244

Well, that’s tragic,” Damian said as he came upon you sitting in the manor’s living room, a pitiful pile of yarn on your lap as you worked on knitting. It was a task that you had always wanted to learn, and Alfred had volunteered to help you learn.

You scowled at your best friend, “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion,” You look down at the pile of yarn in your lap, sewing on your lip. With a sigh you unceremoniously flopped onto the rest of the couch, Alfred smiling at yo from his seat in the arm chair, “I give up! I’m never going to make a present on time for my grandma’s birthday at this rate!”

“Not with that attitude,” Damian smirked over at you and you scowled at him again.

“ Well, if you’re such an expert on knitting, why don’t you help me?”

“That would defeat the purpose of you trying to learn, would it not?”

You opened your mouth to retort, sitting back up as Damian looked down at you from his standing position behind the couch, when the voice of his older brother Jason, cut through the little spat, “Enough with the sass, geez. Just kiss already!”

You went three shades darker than a tomato while Damian chased after his brother screaming in another language, most likely obscenities…

Alfred cleared his throat, “Shall we move onto our next step?”

You simply nodded, still too shocked to speak.

Hunger Games Pt. 1 (Damian Wayne x Reader)

REQUEST: “I HAVE A REQUEST! I HAVE REQUESTED THIS TO ANOTHER BLOG HOWEVER THEY HAVE YET TO DO IT SO IF ANYONE THINKS YOU ARE STEALING PROMPTS TELL THEM TO FIGHT ME. Anyways, can you do a story of Jason/Damian dealing with their female s/o being selected for something like the hunger games? They watch them do trials and face other opponents while they are seriously scared shitless, however they stay fierce. They don’t wish to kill anyone. Their s/o nearly/does die you pick. <3 MUCH LOVE THANKS” from @seventhbunny

A/N: I had to start and post this first because I need to write this. This idea is pure genius. I also chose Damian for this one because….well you’ll understand why ^^. You and Damian are around 15 in here.


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It was bound to happen. This dreadful day always had to come every year. You were scared, of course. The games were never your source of…“entertainment”. Your chance this year of being chosen is much higher than the last. The fact that they had to add more slips of everyone’s name every year made you sick to your stomach.

You were eating breakfast at the Wayne manor, the closest thing you called home. Everyone was quiet as they ate. Bruce was more anxious than everyone combined.

“If either of you are chosen, I’m going to volunteer.” He muttered.

Dick placed his fork down, trying to stay calm, “Don’t you dare. You already went through that hell, Bruce. You won. You cant go back.”

Tim let out a suffering sigh, “Dick’s right, it’s against the law.”

“I don’t care. I’m not letting neither of you go through what I went through.”

Bruce was the winner of the games a couple years back. The day he won, every single person congratulated him when he returned. You and the boys were happy, beyond happy. But he wasn’t.

Those days in hell changed him. He was never the same. He survived because he was trained by Alfred.

Damian chuckled, “Please, if I were chosen, I would’ve won the first day.”

You rolled your eyes. You and Damian have been dating since middle school and he never, for once, stopped gloating about his skills.

Jason chuckled, “Even on a day like this, you still want to show off in front of your little girlfriend.”

Jason tried to lighten the mood but Duke nudged him, silencing his low chuckles.

After breakfast, you and the Wayne’s head over to a large court where they were going to introduce the new participants. The whole Gotham District was there. Married couples, elderlies, crying children, and the poor.

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