dazzle magazine

Accent

Request: If your requests are still open can you do a Damian x Reader imagine where she’s a distant relative of Alfred who lives in England and she came to Gotham to make a surprise for him during school vacations and when she saw Damian at the Manor is just love at first sight (for both). LOTS OF FLUFF! (+ points if he compliments her about her accent). Btw your blog is amazing and you are too!

Note: I hope you get the reference i put in the end from an older fic of mine

———————-


“Oh bloody hell!” You squealed loudly the moment the enormous door of the Wayne Manor opened as you watched your suitcase’s wheel roll away from your sight. The sound though, of the door opening to welcome you in made your eyes avert to the person standing behind it. Your darling uncle in his usual butler costume standing proudly before you with a smile on his wrinkled face.

“Oh hello uncle!” You said and your face lit up, your mind soon forgetting about your old and raggy suitcase as you wrapped your arms around your uncle. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you in so many years”


With a pat on your back and a “very nice indeed” your uncle motioned you to break the hug and set your gaze to another person in the room.

“Master Damian-” Alfred started although was soon interrupted by the so called man.

“Got it Alfred I’ll carry her suitcases” Damian grunted and walked past you. His ignorance for your presence though got to you and it wasn’t long before you opened your mouth to speak.

“You can at least say hello Mr Wayne rudeness won’t get you anywhere”

“Don’t call me that!” Damian snapped and greeted his teeth at you. He still hadn’t laid eyes on your face but on the instant he did, he couldn’t take them off. There were hundreds of girls surrounding him at university, either begging for a date or simply his attention and even though he had tried to make a move on some of them that he liked, the moment he set his eyes on you he felt like he never wanted to look at any other female. Ever.


A wave of cold sweat run through you as your eyes locked with his emerald ones. They were dazzling and fierce. No magazine picture or huge poster could actually capture their glow and all the emotions they seemed to carry. In a weird and twisted way you were glad you had rotated him as much as to make him look at you with this intense stare.

Your stomach was taking quick turns as you stood there, so dumbfounded by his presence that you couldn’t move. It was your uncle that snapped you out of your daydream about your life with Damian all the while you stared deep in his eyes.

“(Y/n), let me lead you to your room, where master Damian can put all your stuff.”

With an empty nod you averted your gaze from Damian and onto your uncle. It felt as if he was taking a part from you, something you needed in order to breath and survive.


Even Damian felt as if the electricity that run through his body while you two had locked your gazes was burning him from the absence of your gaze. It had suddenly became essential to him. Good thing you were going to be here all summer until he started his new semester.

Damian proceeded to follow you and Alfred upstairs, even though he was quickly stopped by Tim.

“That some hot as hell accent right?”

“You stay the fuck away Drake. Or this time I’ll nom nom you for real”


@insideoflit

George and Amal Clooney may have stolen the show on the red carpet of the Money Monster premiere at the Cannes Film Festival on Thursday, but all eyes were on Liam Payne and girlfriend Cheryl Fernandez-Versini later that night. The duo stepped out for the Chopard Trophy Ceremony, and they looked dazzling.