Pairing: Damian Wayne X Black Reader

pairing: Damian Wayne x black reader

Warning:None

Summary:y/n finding about Damian is Robin.

One sunny afternoon, Y/N and Damian decided to hang out in his room . As they talked, laughter was dancing in the air, Y/N couldn't help but notice a peculiar scar peeking out from Damian's shirt.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she gently touched the scar, her eyes filled with concern. Damian's eyes widened as he realized Y/N had inadvertently discovered a secret that he had kept hidden for so long.

“Damian what happen to your chest”you asked

He knew he couldn’t lie to you.you would find out eventually so he told you the truth.

"Y/N," he began, his voice filled with a mixture of hesitation and vulnerability, "there's something I need to tell you."

Y/N looked into Damian's eyes, sensing the weight of his words. "What is it, Damian?"

Taking a deep breath, Damian revealed the truth he had concealed for far too long. "I am Robin," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I fight crime to protect the people of Gotham."

Y/N's eyes widened, her mind reeling with the realization that the man she loved was a masked vigilante. She took a moment to process the revelation, her heart torn between fear and admiration.

Y/n knew he was keeping somthing from her. He would always leave her house unexpectedly and He would even cancel on dates that they planned.

"You're... you're a superhero?" Y/N said , her voice tinged with awe.

Damian nodded, his gaze never leaving Y/N's face. "Yes, it's a part of me, Y/N. I couldn't keep it hidden from you any longer."

A wave of emotions washed over Y/N - uncertainty, concern, but above all, love. She reached out and gently grasped Damian's hand, her touch offering reassurance and acceptance.

"I understand, Damian. I may not fully comprehend the danger you face or the sacrifices you make, but I love you, and I'm with you," Y/N whispered, her voice filled with unwavering support.

A smiled was plastered on Damian's face as relief flooded over him. He had feared losing Y/N, but her unwavering understanding and love gave him strength like never before.

In that moment, Y/N realized that Damian's scar was not just a physical mark from his battles as Robin, but a symbol of his bravery and his willingness to protect others. She knew that she had fallen in love with a hero.

“No matter what danger you go threw my love. I will always be by your side,” y/n said and leaned in a kisses his lips.

Damian Wayne x black reader

Warnings:None

Summary:what y/n would post on instagram pt2

Cassicain 1h ❤️by author

I love you 💕😘

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secretlifeofY/N 1h

I love you more 💕💕

Damianlover 30m

Why are you so close to his family ?

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Damian1&only 1h

Fr like I’m wondering the same thing

Jasonthegod 45m ❤️by author

And you ain’t invite me I’m literally just one message away 😞😒

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SecretlifeofY/n 43m

I always hang out with you🙄

Y/ndefender 1h

My wife baddddddd😍😍

Damian Wayne 1h ❤️by author

You look so stunning

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secretlifeofY/N 1h

My man called me stunning 😝😘

BF/n 45m ❤️by author

My bestie teaaaa🍵🍵

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secretlifeofY/N 45m

You know it 💕💕

Damian'swife 10m

She’s not even all that she’s so ugly 💀

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Y/ndefender 10m ❤️by author

Your mother ugly hoe

Cassicain 1h ❤️by author

#needthat😍😍

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secretlifeofY/N 1h

Ahh I love you

Jasonthegod 1h ❤️by author

Save some room for the lord

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secretlifeofY/N 1h

Whatever 🙄

Dickgrayson 30m ❤️by author

Y’all know damn well y’all not reading that book

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SecretlifeofY/n 30m

😭😭leave me aloneeeee

Y/nxdamian 10m ❤️by author

You guys are so cute 🥰

Dickgrayson 20m ❤️by author

Dress to impress players are mean😔

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SecretlifeofY/n 20m

Real.

Jasonthegod 20m ❤️by author

they the reason why i got my account banned 😔

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SecretlifeofY/n 20m

Your the reason why your account got banned 😒

Just perfect

Pairing:death the kid x black reader

Warnings:none

Summary:death the kid meets soul sister while he was walking on the street and falls head over heels im love with her because of how perfect she is.

In the illustrious Death City, the meister known as Death the Kid roamed the streets with his loyal weapons, Liz and Patty Thompson, by his side. Known for his impeccable symmetry and obsession with perfection, Kid was always on the lookout for any asymmetrical disturbances in the world around him.

One day, while Kid was inspecting a suspiciously crooked building, he caught sight of a young black woman with (h/c) knotless braids and captivating (e/c) eyes. She had an air of confidence and a mischievous smile that intrigued Kid. Intrigued by her unique beauty and captivated by her mysterious aura, Kid approached her with his usual charm and precision.

“Excuse me, miss,” Kid said, his voice filled with curiosity, “I couldn't help but notice your presence. Your symmetry is absolutely stunning. Might I inquire as to your name?”

The young woman turned to face him, her smile widening. “My name is Y/N Evans,” she replied. “And who might you be?”

Kid couldn't help but be enamored by her response. An Evans? Could she be related to Kid's close friend, Soul Evans? The thought excited him, and he couldn't help but let his affectionate side shine through.

“I am none other than Death the Kid,” he said, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. “And might I say, Y/N, your presence has brought an extraordinary sense of balance to my world.”

Y/N chuckled softly, finding Kid's obsession with symmetry endearing. As they continued to converse, they discovered that they shared a love for art, philosophy, and, most importantly, a passion for fighting. Time seemed to fly as they discussed their deepest desires and dreams, forming a connection that felt like it was destined to be.

In the following weeks, Kid and Y/N found themselves spending more time together, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. Kid admired Y/N's strength and determination, while Y/N was fascinated by Kid's unwavering dedication to justice and his unique way of seeing the world.

Soul on the other hand was so confused. Why was his sister hanging aloud with kid.

As their friendship blossomed, Kid's feelings for Y/N deepened. He found himself falling head over heels in love with her, captivated by her every movement, every smile, every word. It was as if Y/N was the missing piece in his symmetrical heart.

One fateful day, Kid finally gathered the courage to confess his feelings to Y/N. They were standing at their favorite spot in Death City, overlooking the sunset, its vibrant colors reflecting in their eyes.

“Y/N,” Kid began, his voice filled with a mix of nervousness and determination. “Since the day we met, you've brought so much joy and balance into my life. Your presence, your smile, everything about you… I've fallen deeply in love with you.”

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, her heart racing. She had grown fond of Kid's eccentricities and his unwavering loyalty, but she never expected him to feel this way. Her face heated up as she searched for the right words to respond.

“Kid,” she whispered, her voice filled with both uncertainty and warmth. “I never thought that someone like you could see me in such a way. Your dedication to justice and your unique perspective on the world have always fascinated me. And now, knowing that you feel the same way… I think I've fallen for you, too.”

A sense of relief washed over Kid as he heard Y/N's response. At that moment, he felt an overwhelming surge of happiness, as if the entire world had aligned perfectly in their favor. They stood there, basking in their newfound love, as the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving behind a sky filled with stars.

Y/n then leaned in and kissed kid on both sides of his cheeks.kid blushed. I'm so happy that I met you, y/n said.

Help for Venezuela. REBLOG PLEASE.

Help me spread the word about what is happening in my country.I don't want to cry anymore thinking about what is going to happen to my family, or my friends. Many in my generation have committed suicide due to the desperation of the current crisis, others have left their university careers to go to work at an early age for a starvation wage. Please, I just want to stop suffering, I don't want to cry anymore, I just want a normal adolescence for all young people. My people need FREEDOM.

Pairing:damian Wayne x black reader

Warnings:none

Summary:what y/n would post on instagram

Y/nsleftshoe 20m

who is this man😔?

Y/nfannnnn 13m

who son I gotta fight?

Damianswife 4m

I feel like I seen those hands before.

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Y/ndefender 2m ❤️by author

Ew you creep leave my wife alone.

Jasonthegod 1h ❤️by author

I feel like I know this person?

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secretlifeofY/N 1h

Idk what you talking about sir.

Damianlover 30m

Wait a minute that’s not who I think it is.

Y/ndefender 1h ❤️by author

Y’all better watch y’all mouth in these comments cause I don’t play about my wife 🤺.

Sza 45m ❤️by author

Omg you guys are adorable.

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SecretlifeofY/n 43m

Ahhhhhhh sza I love you 💕💕💕💕.

Damian Wayne 1h ❤️by author

Enjoy those flowers. 💚

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SecretlifeofY/N 1h

I will ❤️💕😘

Y/nissuperior 20m

Y’all see what I’m seeing in the comments?

Dickgrayson 30m❤️by author

Wait a minute do I know the person who gave those flowers to you?

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SecretlifeofY/n 30m

Maybe 🤷🏽‍♀️

Damian’swife 10m

Wtf is this and who the hell are you?

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Y/ndefender 10m

I know you ain’t talking to my wife like that cause I don’t play about her so what’s up?