Damian Wayne x reader, Alfred Pennyworth x reader (platonic)
you may enjoy being Batman’s sidekick, I enjoy being Alfred’s.”
(!!!! It’s really big number for me)
none, expect for fluff. Many fluff. I LOVE FLUFF.
again SORRY FOR MY POOR GRAMMAR. I’M REALLY TRYING. Also I may have made the
mistake of jumping from second-person point to third-person point. I really
tried to fix it, but if you find some mistakes, please bear with me.
words will be translated at the bottom!!!
if you can read my notes at the ends. I really need your opinion on some questions!
And there will be more details for the story.
I wrote it
for @batfam-imagines because I fall in love with ship she made for me (because it was
perfect thanks!!) and give me idea for this imagine.
I really didn’t expect it to be SOOOO long. I was writing it for 2 days. But
then there was a storm in our town and the electricity came and go and
eventually it broke our Wi-Fi router. Yeah. So I couldn’t post it right away.
(I was so sad I wanted to cry). Well, hope you like it!
standing in front of the stove making Arabic coffee for Damian. He has a
meeting at 12 o’clock and you want him awake and ready. Last night he had a
pretty hard mission that kept him pretty late but he still managed to wake you
with kisses and have some “fun”. While you waited for the coffee in cezve to dissolve in the water you
remembered how it all started.
one of the “soldiers in training” at League of Assassins wishing to get away
from there and at 16 years old using your first mission in Gotham to comply
your wish. You hated the League. Hated that they made you kill. Hated that all
your life was only in making your skills stronger. Hated that this was “normal”
for you and all other children that trained with you. You hated not being able
to stay a CHILD.
wasn’t your stronger language then. They didn’t teach you many expect for holding
a katana and different other weapons or killing a person 25 ways with your bare
hands. Even if they gave classes of languages, they weren’t as often as you
would have liked. So living on the
streets of Gotham for 6 months with really poor attempt of English and the
Leagues thugs always on your tail where more than hard.
you barely escaped and would have died if not Robin.
running on the rooftops. Wearing your black ninja garb and black cloak made it
pretty easy to mask yourself in Gotham’s shadows but today it wasn’t on your
side because other assassins that was running after you wear the same
gear. Having enough, you stopped on one
of rooftops and faced your enemies. Getting your katana out of your back
holster you stood in fighting position ready to strike. You anxiously clutching
the katana at your side and tried to calm yourself by taking deep breathes
waiting when they will finally reach you.
opponents stood in front of you there was a moment of silence, calm before the
storm, until one of the thugs charged on you. It was a brutal fight, dancing
around the roof. Trying to defend yourself, dodging and blocking the attacks
assassins bombarded you with and making moves of your own. If only you weren’t
so weak from starving and sleepless nights because of paranoia maybe your stabs
and attacks would have been stronger and more threatening. But alas you for the
million time today confirmed that it wasn’t your day. They were surrounding you
and slowly backing you up to the edge of the roof.
Then one of
assassins fall limp and behind him stood a boy in a red and black costume with
a mask, a year or two older than you. You heard of him while being in Gotham.
Robin. Batman’s sidekick. And both local stars. Using their distraction, you
strike at the nearest thug and successfully killing him. Side by side with the
boy you got rid of every one of them. But then he did something you should have
predicted. He knocked the katana out of your hands to his and put your blade up
to your neck.
you? And why the assassins where after you?” he demanded.
tried to form a proper sentence but no such luck. “Asifa! Ana Asifa! Idrukkini! Ma imalt schee.” You start blurting on
your native tongue as the tears formed in your eyes.
learned not to show your weakness. But you were so tired, hungry, lonely and
totally done. If he will kill you, you would probably just thank him. But then he spoke on Arabic and god you never
were happier than to hear something familiar.
“La taqlaqi” Robin said putting your
katana down.” Keef ḥalik? Schoo ismik?”
“Tehki al-lughah al-‘arabiyah?” you asked
shakily “Ismi Y/N”
Damian basically saved your life. After confirming that you’re not a threat and
hearing your story he brought you to the manor.
That was 5 years ago. Since then many changed. You learned a proper
English and after bickering and fighting with Damian, you became a couple and
fall in love. From time to time you would go with Batman and Robin and help
them with hard cases but most of your time you loved to spend with Alfred.
Damien’s brothers love to joke that once Alfred will retire I will become the
to stay Damian’s beloved, thank you very much. Although all of your asses
depend on Alfred and without him you won’t be able even to make yourself a
decent meal. Right, habibi?” you
replied looking at Damian.
KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED! The water just…explode!” he defended himself remembering
as once you asked him to help you in the kitchen.
became you true mentor, father and grandfather in one person. He taught you how
to cook and showed you all different genre of books that you fall in love with,
how to monitor the computer at bat-cave and many other things. That way you
were happy. With Damian by your side you finally felt somehow normal, like you
BACK TO THE
the coffee and waited until it will rise. When it did you turned off the stove
and fetched the little cups for the Arabian coffee and poured it. After putting
the cup on the saucer and then moving it on the tray, you fetched a glass of
water and was ready to go. Grabbing the tray, you went upstairs to your and
door with your shoulder you entered the room and saw your boyfriend sleeping
under the sheets cuddling with the pillow. Putting the tray on the nightstand
you sat on the bed and looked at the man in front of you. He grew up, his
feathers became sharp and manly. His body became strong and masculine. He
looked pretty much like his father. You leaned and start to shower his face
with butterfly’s kisses and gently caressing his hair. Damian stirred and
finally opened his eyes and looked at you. You smiled gently and lovingly at
“Sabah al-heir, habibit qalby” you
murmured. “I made you coffee. You need to wake up”
throw you a lazy smile and sat leaning on the headboard.
“Sabah al-noor, beloved” he sleepily
muttered rubbing his eyes.
and gave him a gentle morning kiss on which he responded immediately pulling
you to him. You pulled away and reach for the tray putting it in his lap.
smells amazing, habibti” Damian said
picking up the glass with water taking a sip and then the cup of coffee
smelling the steam and then taking a sip as well.
you liked it. But I have to break your euphoria. You have a meeting at 12.
Colin don’t take “no” for an answer. He begged you and your Father for weeks to
sign the contract with the company. He really need the details from that manufacturer”
you smiled with sympathy at him.
“Yekhrib’ betak’” groaned Damian. “I
should have new there was a catch. Why I hired him again?”
you answered. “I can make you a dinner if it would make you feel better.
Something of your favorite, hm?”
“Schoo baimil’ bidunek’?” he asked.
“Tchalet bidun easha’” you sassed back
smiling and then kissing the tip of his nose. “Go take shower, and then
breakfast. Alfred made pancakes” you said taking the tray with the finished
coffee from him.
don’t understand why you love to help Pennyworth SO much” he thought aloud.
may enjoy being Batman’s sidekick, I enjoy being Alfred’s. Besides we both now,
he’s the most badass in the whole manor” you replied and head downstairs to the
put the dishes in the sink you went to help Alfred and lay the table. When
everything was ready Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian made their way to the
dining room. You put a large cup coffee in front of Tim, the poor man was
dozing on the table but after smell of coffee reached him he looked at you and
sleepily smiled before greedily started drinking. Finally sitting beside
Damian, you wished everyone good morning and Bon Appetite to which everyone
breakfast was peaceful expect from some bickering from Damian and Tim. And you
would have thought they would grow up already. No such luck. After everyone
left for last prepares and then leaving the manor for their own business.
Before leaving Damian placed a kiss on your lips and wished you a good day and
a promise to call once he will be heading home.
———— Time skip ————
Alfred! Need a hand!” you called from the kitchen.
the butler came from the hallway and smiled warmly at you.
something wrong, Miss Y/N?” he asked.
need some help” you said walking in the kitchen, Alfred following you.” I
already boiled the grape leaves and cooled them. I wanted your help in stuffing
mothers book with receipts lay on the counter. It was the only thing beside the
stuffed tiger that you have from your parents. Before the League came and
turned your life upside down. You loved to share your receipts with Alfred and vice
versa. You were sure that you were the only one that knew how to make Alfred’s
should I do, Miss Y/N?” asked the butler.
easy. Open the leaf and turn the back side up facing you, add around small
spoon of rice and forcemeat that I made, close both ends and roll it. Got it?”
you replied and together they began working.
For a while
there was a peaceful silence. Then you broke it sharing your opinion on the
book Alfred recommend you. After the butler was telling you stories of the
batboys when they were younger.
“And when I
served the cake for Master Dick’s birthday, Master Jason forcefully pushed his
face in the cake. My masterpiece became nothing but a flat mess” Alfred
sighted. “While on Master Jason’s birthday Master Damian made him a card. A really
sweet thing. “Happy birthday Todd. At least try to keep your stupid ass alive”.
Master Jason revenged, not picking him up from school the second day. Oh well,
that wasn’t a problem for young Master. He and Mister Wilkes stole a car and
got home in one piece.”
trying to imagine this scene. Little Damian driving a car. Totally your Damian
thing to do. It didn’t even surprise you that Colin was in the mix.
stuffed all leaves, you took a big pot and put at the bottom of it lamb meat
and start layering the stuffed grape leaves in the pan.
pass me spoons please. 10 spoons or something” Y/N asked the butler.
if I can ask?” said Alfred.
I start layering the spoons on the top of the
pot and then added water.
leaves stay in their place and don’t float. The metal spoons press them down”
until they get ready. She sat reading a book and when Yabrak was ready you turned off the stove and covered the pot in
fabric so it stayed warm. Looking at the clock, you had hour and half before
the family will come back. Taking your coat of the hook you called for Alfred
informing him that your leaving and will be back soon.
Time skip ————
walks in the manor searching for you. Earlier he texts you that he’s going home
but you didn’t respond and that worried him a little bit. He wanted to tell you
something important. He and Colin spent a really long time find the item he
wanted to give you but you were nowhere to be found. He went to their room and
felt the smell of your perfume, the soft jasmine notes. He entered the room and
found you closing a box. It was a red middle size box with bird print. When you
saw him, you smiled and walk into his arms. Standing on tip-toes you kissed him
on the lips and circled your arms around his neck. Damian hugged you closer to
himself and after breaking the kiss pressed his head in crook of your neck.
beloved” he murmured.” I missed you”
you too, habibi” you replied. “How’s
work today? How’s Colin?”
alright. You won’t believe it but Colin FINALLY asked Lian Harper on a date
last night. Thank God he freaked out only when he finally said it out loud in
front of me today” he exclaimed looking at me with a smirk on his lips.
finally. They were sneaking glances on each other like forever! God, Roy will
totally freak out. I mean she’s his baby girl” you laughed. “Can’t wait to tell
and the mute witch” he rolled his eyes.
my friend and your family, Damian. Manners!” you scolded him. “Anyway, I have
something to tell you”.
Like really, really, super important!” Damian took your hand and led you to the
were seated, you felt the atmosphere around them change. You saw that Damian
was nervous, which was really uncommon thing. He was avoiding looking at you,
instead was watching your hands. You sat strainer and waited for him to finally
each other for 5 years now, beloved.” He started. “And 2 years of them I was
sure that you were the first person who annoyed me more than Drake. And I was sure
that love is nothing but hormones tricking the brain to send false neurons
through human body. But after…” he stated finally looking you in the eyes.” …I
understood. That it’s not something false. That love is pretty much real and
it’s like a seed planted by someone in your heart, that bloom and bloom until
they press on your chest every time I look at you. I’m not a romantic, Y/N.
Never was. But for YOU I’m really trying to be. And what I’m trying to say is… you’re
my beloved, my qamar, hayat, kil’
al-nagmat’ aal sama’. Ana bhabek, amirti. Habibit qalby… Tgawzini, ya omri’? Will
you marry me, Y/N L/N?” he asked sliding from the bed to the floor and getting
on one knee while pulling a box with the ring out of his pocket and presenting
it to you.
shocked. THIS was something you didn’t expected. Tears gathered on the corners
of your eyes. Happy tears. Hormones.
“Tabban’! Tabban’ yah hmar! YES! Ana bhebak’, I love you!” you sobbed,
sliding next to Damian on the flower and kissing him with all you might.
as eagerly as you did and when breathing was something you can’t ignore you
drew apart. He slid the ring on your finger and for some second you just
enjoyed watching the gems sparkle.
something to tell you to” you told him shyly. They both stand up and you pick
up your box and hand it to Damian. “Open it”
slowly slid the lid off and saw a little Robin onesie. He was frozen in place
not really sure if he connected the dots correctly. He glanced at you.
p-pregnant?” Damian stuttered and waited for you to nod. “Like… a baby? Like… I’m
a father. Me. A father. Wow…”
silent for a few minutes. But eventually a big smile grows on his face. He took
your face in his hands and just looked in your eyes before start peppering your
face with kisses.
happy?” you giggled.
than happy! I’m ecstatic, beloved!” he exclaimed and pulled the onesie out of
could say something he picked you up bridal stile and start running downstairs.
He shouted for everyone to come to the living room, where he set you on the
armchair and stood beside you. When all the family run to the living room in
alarm thinking that something happened, they didn’t expect to see a FULL BLOW SMILING
must really have happened” remarked Jason. “What’s up little demon?”
inform you that my Fiancé bearing my child” Damian stood straighter and lifted
his chin, showing how full of himself he is.
words he proposed, I said yes and I’m pregnant!” you happily exclaimed.
Everyone whooped and congratulated and Dick
pulled everyone in a group hug. Even Damian. And Jason. And Bruce. And Alfred.
After that they were seated eating and chatting
and thanking you for the delicious dinner. Damian hands held yours while he eats
and speak with his father. You looked at every one of them. This become your
family. Your home. And you couldn’t be anymore happier than you are now.
A/N: Yay! We made it! First thing first.
- it’s the same Turkish coffee but you
need to understand that in middle east they make the same kind of coffee and called
after their own country (Syrian coffee, Libyan Coffee, Iranian coffee and etc.)
Cezve – it’s
a coffee pot with a long handle.
Asifa! Idrukkini! Ma imalt schee.” – “Sorry! I’m sorry! Leave me alone! I didn’t
do a thing.”
taqlaqi” – “Don’t worry”
Schoo ismik?” – “How are you? What’s your name?”
al-lughah al-'arabiyah?” – “You speak on Arabic language?”
“Ismi Y/N” – “My name Y/N”
– “…, my love?”
al-heir, habibit qalby” – “Good morning, the love of my heart”
al-noor, …” – basically it’s the same “Good morning” but we reply with “Light
morning” (because “al-heir” means “good”, and “al-noor” means “light”, get it?
If no message me, I’ll explain better)
betak’” – verbatim it means “let your house crash”, but it’s like very light
cuss word, something like “damn”
baimil’ bidunek’?” – “What would have I done without you?”
bidun easha’” – “Would have left without dinner”
qamar, hayat, kil’ al-nagmat’ aal sama’. Ana bhabek, amirti. Habibit qalby…
Tgawzini, ya omri’? …” – “… my moon, life, all the stars on the sky. I love
you, my princess. The love of my heart… Marry me, my life? …”
Tabban’ yah hmar! … Ana bhebak’ …” – “Of course! Of course, you idiot! … I love
want to add, that Arabs love to call almost EVERYONE my moon, my heart and etc.,
maybe it’s not really cool for someone but I’m proud of it, I mean common it’s
More about the
1) At the
League they DID learned them languages and some other stuff, but since they
only warriors the League thought it’s not so important as for the royal family
(*coughs* Damian *coughs*)
2) I really
love Alfred. That’s why I wanted the reader to be his “partner in crime” haha
YES! That sweetheart needs more love! That’s why I wanted to ask if anyone want
me to try and write a story about Colin and Lian please send me a message (any
idea really, all work on it!)
4) Also, I made
Colin work on Wayne Enterprise like some sort of mechanic for now (but really
is like Lucius Fox for Bruce, so for me Colin is Damian’s Lucius)
5) Just if you’re
interested Damian drank his coffee in really little cups for Turkish coffee,
but Tim drank in regular cup
the “stories” that Alfred told the reader… sorry I’m really embarrassed about
this part. I was writing it in like 1 in the morning so I didn’t really understand
what the hell I wrote so please bear with me.
7) The last
parts I was writing in a rush before the light would turn off, and my computer
really don’t work without charge anymore.
8) Oh! Oh!
I really want to write some soulmate au with one of the bat-boys or really any
dc character. So if you have an idea send it to me. I may be not as fast as I would
have like it but I’m trying.
you for reading! I really hope you like it!
If you have
some request go ahead I really want to try this jazz.
When the night comes and the moon shows her beauty my heart sing tosbah 3ala kheir 3ayoune. And when the morning chase the stars and the moon faded my eyes say sabah el kheir ya rou7i , all i miss my love is your eyes telling me sabah el noor hayete with a smile and two arms open , here’s my home .
Okay so this is dumb but #1 for the kissing meme,, eskimo kiss,, with an older damian?? Cause that would be cute,, if you don't feel like it tho don't worry about it I've never done this before so yeah,, have fun :D
i’m no longer taking these prompts
“Good morning, sunshine.” You trill out the ‘good’, while Damian lets out a grunt, practically feeling you throw open the curtains. He’d crashed in one of the guest bedrooms, trying not to disturb you by bleeding on the nice sheets. He grumbles a little, not really opening his eyes, but tilts his head in your direction.
“Is it noon already?” And it’s only half of a joke. Your footsteps come nearer, until he can feel your breath on his face. He opens one eye, lazily. “Sabah al-noor.” He starts to get up, muscles aching and protesting (but when has that ever stopped him) but one of your hands holds him down. While yawning, he raises an eyebrow at you.
“I’ll go make breakfast- you just stay.” You lean forward, nudging your nose against his in a way that reminds him of Titus. He tilts his head towards you as well, not sure what he should be doing, but that he appreciates the gesture nonetheless.
“Thank you.” The promise of breakfast in bed makes his chest hum in an indescribable emotion. He runs a thumb over your cheekbone, cradles your cheek in his hand. There’s a pause. “I’ll be awake earlier tomorrow. I promise.”