How Would Yandere Damian Wayne React To His Beloved Having A Fondness For Books? Will He Get Jealous

How would yandere Damian Wayne react to his beloved having a fondness for books? Will he get jealous that she keeps gushing about non existent fictional characters? Lol I have a feeling he will 🤣

I absolutely love this idea, it was fun to write.

Trigger Warning: Abuse

(Not on Damians end but Y/N’s father)

Nothing descriptive and very brief.

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Damian had met his beloved at school after she was the only one who didn’t chase after him. She didn’t even seem to notice he was there. He was determined to change that.

The first day they talked he introduced himself, waiting to see her reaction to his last name but gained nothing more than a polite introduction from herself than she returned back to the book she was reading before he interrupted her. If she hadn’t got immersed back into the book than she would have seen the surprised look adorning the young Wayne’s face.

From there on he was determined to know everything about her. He used the bat computer to find out that she lived with her father in a nice house near his own. Her mother died during child birth and she had no siblings. Damian wished he didn’t have ‘siblings’ even if he never called them that. Well... maybe Grayson. But Todd could go along with Drake.

He decided to go to her house to check in on her and his excuse was to gather intel, but what he saw was not what he was prepared for. Damian saw Y/N’s Father yelling at her as if she had nine something terrible. Damian watched as the man cursed out his young daughter making Damian scowl and tighten his hands into fists. But they suddenly stopped fighting so Damian left as he had school tomorrow and he wanted to talk to you then. If he had stayed a second longer he’d have seen her getting locked into the cupboard under the stairs without dinner.

But luckily for her she had books. She read hunger games, Harry Potter, and many more. Even twilight even though she absolutely despised the ‘Bella’ character. But they all had love. She loved to read about love and the feeling of euphoria it gave people.

“Maybe one day.” She thought to herself.

The next day Damian Wayne talked to her again. He made more progress but it was hard to keep her away from her book.

It continued for weeks and then to months. He had slowly broke down her barrier and she finally stopped ditching him to read a book.

After 3 months of talking and Damian following her around daily to make sure she was safe he finally asked her on a date.

She met him at the park during sundown. When she arrived there was a picnic blanket with a basket on it and a couple of cushions. She saw someone walk up to her from where they were sat by a tree and they gently grabbed her hand and led her to the set up.

“Do you like it?” Damian asked nervously. He knew that this date was what determined his future plans. She was his beloved even if she didn’t exactly know yet. If she didn’t like the date or found out she didn’t like him the same way he loved her than she would learn to with force and time or she could love the date and he will spend every moment of the day with her after he asks her to be his.

She smiled widely, liked it? She loved it! It was exactly like something out of a book. A grand romantic gesture.

He smirked at her smile and he just knew he was already successful in gaining her feelings. He noticed the shiny glint in her eyes.

“I love it Damian. Thank you.” She spoke smiled at him and leaned over to give him a hug making his heart spike with happiness.

They had a wonderful date and it resulted with a 2nd and 3rd one. Then he dropped the question and she couldn’t bring herself to say anything but yes.

Even as she noticed that some of the few friends she had distanced themselves from her after she agreed to be Damians girlfriend after the 3rd date.

Even when some of her romance books began to disappear, which is what really made her sad. Once she told Damian with tears in her eyes that a. Few of her books were missing he gave in and hid them in her room for her to find the next day.

That’s when something happens. Y/N’s father was killed in a police shooting after he had assisted the Joker himself on a robbery. Worst part was Y/N found out over the news.

Damian was very happy with the news of the death fo his beloveds dad. He found out about the abuse after he snuck in to her house the second time and heard a lock click with no Y/N in sight.

Damian told his father about the girl and Damian played his fathers weaknesses against him he told him that she was abused and that she needed help. She needed to be safe. That thing that convinced him finally was that Damian told Bruce that she was the one and Bruce’s eyes widened greatly before he moved into a smirk. Of course his son had found his beloved, Bruce was a Yandere too of course, where else would Damian have got the tendencies from? His mother Talia or his grandfather Ra’s? They both would be caught dead saying the four letter word.

That’s how Y/N was adopted by the Wayne’s.

That’s how she ended up staying in the room next to Damians.

That’s how she ended up being with him 24 hours a day, since he got his classes switched so he was in all of hers but when it was questioned it was for academic reasons.

Y/N was sad though. She had no friends other than Damian. Her father was dead, her mother was dead, she had no family. No matter how bad her father treated her all she could think was that she deserved the pain.

A month after the shooting Damians Yandere side began to progress. She wasn’t allowed out of the Manor without being accompanied by him if she was allowed to leave at all.

She had been taken out of school alongside Damian by Bruce at the request of his son who didn’t like that boys and girls were looking at his beautiful beloved.

He was obsessed with his love.

A few months after living in the manor, meeting everyone, and adjusting to Damians possessiveness and rules she was doing okay. She wouldn’t dare go against Damian after he had guilt tripped her after she said she wanted to be alone for awhile and take a walk. Damian was glad that she was so easily manipulated that she didn’t even attempt to fight his love. He had to protect her form the cruel world he had experienced first hand. Her kindness, innocence, and trusting nature would get her killed in Gotham. But there was nothing to worry about because he was there to protect her. He always would be.

But she grew slightly distant from Damian after she began reading the books in the Wayne Library. There was a whole room stocked shelf by shelf with books.

She had been in there reading a book where the main character was trained with a sword and was a Assassin but he fell in love with his target. That’s where Damian saw her after he had been searching for after he began to getting annoyed after being away from her for so long.

“What are you reading My Beloved?” She had gotten used to the nickname and would slightly blush at every use of it. It was another thing that seemed like it was straight out of a book, he was her knight in shining armor.

“It’s called His Mission, His Love. It’s about this dashing guy who can sword fight and is a very skilled Assassin. He falls in love with the girl he was supposed to assassinate for his group of assassins. But he failed it by falling in love. I haven’t found out what happens yet. He sort of reminds me of Finnick from that other book I told you about, Hunger games remember? Well he wields a trident and it looks super cool and...” she was cut off from Damian snatching the book from her hands and shutting it without even marking her page making her lose her page.

“Hey!” She cried out as he tossed the book across the room. He scowled when she yelled at him which result in him standing directly in front of her as she sat on the couch and he leaned down to her height the grabbed her chin making her face towards him instead of that insufferable book he had tossed across the room.

“You don’t need that book got it? You have me, and you only need me.” He spoke looking into her eyes as his face was only inches apart from her own.

“But...” she began to say. She loved books, it was nice to image the love. But she couldn’t exactly say she didn’t know the feeling for herself now after dating Damian. He had done so much for her to keep her safe and well after he father died.

“I can sword fight, I’m a assassin, I am even more handsome and richer than any character in those terribly pointless books. You don’t need them when you have me.”

She looked at him weirdly and that’s when he realized that in a fit of jealousy - over a book character- he admitted by secret he hadn’t told her yet.

“Assassin? Fighting? What are you taking about Damian.”

He rolled his eyes at her but explained.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m Robin. My fathers batman, Graysons Nightwing, Todd is Red Hood, and Drake is Red Robin.” He watched as her eyes widened making him begin to lose himself in the beautiful eyes he loved so dearly.

“Really?” She said in disbelief but it did make sense. But that’s when she suddenly blushed at a thought and by the fact it took her so long to blush Damian was thinking that she was thinking back to her book character again as her eyes darted away from him coincidentally to where the book was.

“What are you thinking about My Beloved?” he demanded in a cool tone that was laced with jealously. He grip on her chin tighten a little more and his other hand laid on her waist.

She murmured something he couldn’t hear which was very surprising as he was so close to her.

“Repeat what you said but louder. Please” he spoke waiting for her to say she was thinkjnt about the assassin from her book but he wasn’t prepared for what she would say.

“I used to have a crush on Robin, he is my favorite.” She spoke then closed her eyes willing the blush that adorned her cheeks to disappear.

This would be the first time that Damian let out a huge smile and a slight laugh of disbelief.

“I pictured him... or well you as the character from my book because of the similarities.” She spoke still lightly dying from embarrassment which worsened when he scooped her up from the couch and into his arms before kissing her face multiple times while she laughed at the feeling. Then he sat down o the couch with her in his lap, not letting go as she tried to climb out of it.

“Stay here My Beloved. Why don’t I tell you real stories?”

And that was how Damian got jealous... over himself.

And how Y/N found out the identity’s of the Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and most of all Robin.

And it all started because of a book.

Hello! How are u? I know u probably won’t see this as u haven’t written in long time but I saw u wrote for Peter Pan and I wanted to ask if u could write a yandere one. In season 3, he tries to cast a curse on story brook, what if he succeeded! What would have to Y/N? Perhaps also moments before the curse happens? Thank u (it is fine if u don’t want to write it I understand 😊) ♥️♥️

Hello!

Thank you so much for the ask, I definitely haven’t written much lately but I do love doing it so I have some requests I wanted to do and I loved your idea!

Sorry it’s a little all over the place, I’m a little rusty. I’m also sorry it’s taken so long, I’ve had a little bit of a writers block for awhile But I hope you like it! <3

Love?—————————

Peter Pan wasn’t likely the fairly tales foretold. He wasn’t boy who wore bright green tights and a hat with a red feather. He was far to devious to even dress in such a outfit. He was a forever ‘boy’ even though he stopped aging around 18 to 19 he couldn’t even remember. He never thought he would fall in love followed closely by obsession. But it just so happened he, unluckily, did.

Y/N lived in New York in the year 2010. They had grew up there alone side her foster siblings. Even meeting Emma when they were younger, the two always kept in contact even as they moved from home to home. After Emma was aged out of the system and Y/N was in her newly appointed home after the last family died in a mysterious fire. Although they never wished death upon anyone, they couldn’t help but be relieved that they were free of the torture and pain that the family inflicted, physically and mentally.

Y/N lived on the top floor of her foster family’s home, it was a rather spacious room with a rather large window where they could sit by and watch the stars. Once settled in they began to get a odd feeling, one as if someone was watching them. It lasted for weeks, it wasn’t the only odd occurrence. They had found dirt and some sort of odd sparkly substance throughout their room, especially on the window sill. Even by their bookshelf, although they didn’t even notice when their Peter Pan book was out of place.

One night they had just fallen asleep when the window latch got covered in a odd, glowing green color. The latch came undone and the window opened slowly. A figure walked towards the bed with a smirk on their face. Their eyes locked on their prey with obsession, and almost love shining in them. Before Y/N could even react poppy powder was blown into their face gently, assuring they wouldn’t wake up on their journey to the second star to the right. Peter Pan picked them up from the bed bridal style, not struggling against their weight.

“Finally my love. You are coming to where you belong.” He whispered into the silent night and flew out of the window effortlessly. Ignoring the phone on table that just had gotten a message from Emma.

Time skip

Y/N was defiant the first few years of living on the island, they of course wanted to return home but, they didn’t even know if they had one to return to. So they slowly began to adapt to their life. Although Peter wouldn’t allow them to spend time with the boys by themselves, not even with just Felix. If one of them even looked at Y/N for too long (which in his mind is past a second) they would face repercussions. He told Y/N how they only had to rely on him, that no one else cared for them as he. After a while, it would be hard not to believe them. Even momentarily forgetting about Emma. But she wouldn’t for long as there was a new boy on the island followed by his family.

Time skip

Y/N never saw Peter as a bad guy, of course he was harsh but their mind was full of so many delusions of the boy, they couldn’t pick it apart. But, the last straw was watching him take the heart of the truest believer, who they had come to know as Henry, not to save the island but to become more poweful. Not knowing he was becoming more powerful with the thought of them praising him and his ego grew by the second.

It had temporally worked but, the StoryBrooke crew had taken the heart back along with all of the lost boys, including Felix and a reluctant but persuaded Y/N. After seeing Emma they couldn’t help but collapse in her arms. It has been a long few years after all.

Y/N stayed with the Charming’s back in StoryBrooke, after all they had no one and no where to go.

Everyone had decided to keep Y/N out of the loop, hoping she would stay in the protection of their home as they worked out Pan and Henry switching bodies.

At the top of StoryBrooke on a hill stood Felix and Henry… well not actual Henry.

“Are we missing something?” Felix questioned, looking at the bubbles in the well.

“Yes.” Pan/Henry replied shortly as he watched it in anticipation. Also thinking of his soulmate in the apartment across town. Their beautiful eyes and bright smile. He didn’t care if Y/N didn’t love him as much as he loved them after what they saw but he would make them understand it was for the greater good of their relationship. Even preparing a sob story to manipulate them if need be.

“What is it?”

“The heart of the thing I love most.”

“You mean Y/N’s heart?!” Felix questioned in shock after seeing the years he stalked and pined after them, he couldn’t imagine him just killing Y/N. After all he was told Pan was trying to gain more power and a new land for the sake of new lost boys.

“Of course not, don’t be daft Felix. I would never hurt them.”

“Well, then whose heart do we need? Who else do you love?”

“Love can mean many things, Felix. It doesn't just come from romance like I have with Y/N or family. It can also come from loyalty. Friendship. Only one person has always believed in Pan.” Peter stated looking at the boy seriously as he replied in fear “That's me.”

“Don’t be afraid, its all for my love.” Pan took Felix’s heart right from his body, and watched as he slumped after he crushed his heart into it.

Time skip

After the curse was cast and a the ground shook slightly from the greenery taking over the town. Making it his own Neverland and prepared to send anyone who wasn’t from the land without magic back where they came from.

Y/N rushed out of the building to see the group frozen including Rumplestiltskin who had just failed in killing Peter Pan. Hearing the footsteps he turned around to see his beloved.

“Well, look whose joining the party,”

“Why are you doing this?!”

“It’s all for love, we will be together. Without any of these interferences.” He replied to Y/N’s question motioning to the group behind him as if they were trash. The group watched in fear while Pan smirked as the green smoke engulfed them, including Henry, and when it cleared the group was gone. Emma, now in the enchanted forest, stared into the spot Y/N once was in fear. They left them with the proclaimed demon.

Y/N stared at the spot in fear as they felt a arm snake around their waist, not letting up as they pushed and shoved against them.

“The land is ours now my love; and you and I will be their rulers. Side by side for the rest of our lives. Isn’t it wonderful?” Pan spoke looking at the now deserted StoryBrooke. “I Guess It’s time for some new lost boys eh? The others weren’t good enough anyways.”

Y/N couldnt reply as a tear fell down their cheek, realizing they were trapped for all eternity with the demon who had no limits, they couldn’t even see the good times they had in the past.

There was no future. They were stuck in a town where they would never change, watching as the world moved past and forgot about them.

Exactly what Peter Pan wanted.

Could I please get some yandere Damian Wayne headcanons reacting to the reader crying in her sleep cause of a bad dream or something? Oh, and if it's not too much could you make it fluff in the end since I could really do with some fluff right about now. Btw I really love your work, keep it up :)

Thank you for the request, and I hope you are doing okay ♡

-Damian woke up to his beloved crying in her sleep, she was moving a lot as well until she shot up in bed.

-He of course was absolutely concerned. He wouldn’t allow anything to scare his beloved.

-“beloved whats wrong?” Damian questioned as he softly picked up Y/N and set them in his lap as they leaned against the headboard of their bed.

-“it is nothing.” Y/N spoke quietly lightly pushing away from Damian. But he wouldn’t allow his beloved to push him away.

-He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him tightly. He took one of his hands and lightly gripped Y/N’s chin and had them look up at him.

-He saw the silent tears that had fallen and he quickly wiped that away and kissed the spots they were.

-“Tell me my beloved, you know not to hide anything from me.” Damian spoke while he stared down at his beloved who looking up at him. She tried looking down again before he forced her to look at him.

_“Tell Me.” Damian almost growled out and Y/N took a deep breath and spoke “It was of the joker… I had a dream that..” she cut off before Damian raised an eyebrow urging her to continue.

-“I wont allow anyone to hurt you beloved.” And he meant that. He wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt his beloved never. They wouldn’t live to see the next sun.

- “He killed you… like Jason.” She spoke as tears started again as she could see the image of the crowbar in the hand of the clown. Damians eyes immediately softened.

-“He won’t get me, he won’t ever get you either. The joker isn’t a match for me Beloved.” Damian tried to joke, trying to cheer up his beloved. She looked up at him and smiled slightly. He smiled back and hugged her close to him.

-“He won’t ever hurt me beloved, none the less kill me. The Joker is unpredictable but you can always count for him to not do the same thing twice. He would claim it’d ruin his act.” Damian said rolling his eyes as he attempted to ease their fears. He saw they had stopped crying so he reached over to his bed side table and grabbed the water bottle he kept there after he had wanted a drink before he went to bed. He put it up to their lips and urged them to drink the water.

-Y/N finished the water and Damian put it back on the table and he laid back down and had Y/N almost on top of him as he had his arms wrapped around her securely. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before she laid her head down on his chest but she could bring her eyes to close.

-Damian saw and began talking. “I’ll tell you story, once there was a assassin named Robin…” Damian continued talking, thinking of random situations he’s been in and many of the places he’s gone and a little into the stories he felt Y/N’s breathing level and she has a soft smile on her face.

-“Goodnight, I love you my beloved.” He spoke before falling into a deep sleep with his beloved in his arms.

Hey dear, how r you! Can I make another request, what about platonic yandere Bruce Wayne x damian's twin x platonic yandere damian. Like when bruce first meet them and Damian is like I thought you would be taller while sis is just like "Dami be nice to our father" and gives a cute smile. Bonus if Talia is a platonic yandere too! You don't have to do this if you don't want to, it's just a thought! Bye

Hope this is good and you like it! ♡

Sorry it took so long.

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Damian and Y/N were only young when they were told to pack there things by there mother. Of course they did so no questioned asked but they couldn’t help but be curious since they had never left the mountain before.

“Where do you think we are going?”Y/N asked as they sat in the yacht. They had been attacked, and in a result of that attack their grandfather was killed.

“I know as much as you.” Damian said back. He was always kind to his twin sister. He couldn’t not be, she was his other half

Y/N looked excitedly over the side of the boat and jumped up jumped a little to get a better view of the water.

“Be careful Y/N.” Damian scolded but as Y/N looked like a kicked puppy he softened a little bit and lightly wrapped a arm around her shoulder as to secure her.

“Thank you Dami.” She always appreciated him, he was the only one that would show her affection and love, their grandfather wouldn’t as he focused on Damian, the successor. Heir to the league. Talia cared but not openly. She made sure to at Y/N was always well taken care of and patched her up after training.

After a hour or two of being in the boat they arrived at a dock. Where a man dressed as a bat came onto the boat. Their mother told them to wait behind the curtain, and so they did.

They stood back there in a stiff pose as they needed to be alert. Talia enforced that and they could not disobey her.

Y/N and Damian eavesdropped as they stood behind the curtain. It was all rather boring and they were disgusted to hear their mother flirt with the man.

“They are led by a man who Father believed could be his successor; Until my father became aware of you, Now this man wants to kill us.”

“Us?” The bat questioned as he stood there with a blank face.

“Not you.” Talia said as she grabbed onto the curtain.

“Me...and your son and daughter.”

“Son? Daughter?” The curtain was pulled back and out stepped Y/N and Damian. They stood with their legs slightly apart and arms cross behind their back. Damian had a blank expression but Y/N’s eyes were wide. She was in awe at the man who was her father. He towered over her quite a bit, though given she was 11 and smaller than the average kid, he seemed as though he was a giant.

Their father looked at them with slight surprise hut the look turned skeptic.

“And you expect me to believe this?”

“I assure you, they’re yours.”

Damian and Y/N walk closer to their dad, Damian looked smug in a way while Y/N continued to stare in aw. Damian slightly stood in front of her in a protective manner.

“Don't look so stunned, Father…” Damian began looking his father up and down. “I thought you'd be taller.”

“Dami! That’s rude.” Y/N said pouting making Damian slightly nod a apology at her. Batman still stared stunned. Y/N smiled up at her father, almost making his stoic mask break but he just counted to stare down at the little girl who was his own.

Talia tells them to go with Bruce off the boat before leaving the docks.

They follow their father off the boat stand next to him on either sides.

“You didn't know about us?” Damian questioned. How couldn’t his father knew he had children?

“No.” Batman replied bluntly as they continued to watch the yacht leave.

“So Mother has made us your responsibility?” Y/N questioned innocently as she watched her mother go farther and father away.

Batam looking down at his daughter, seeing a almost innocent look in her eyes. A look that he hadn’t seen in so long. He knew where she came from and he didn’t understand how she could still have that light, especially when compared to Damian. He had to protect her. He had to protect the light, and his child. “Something like that.”

“This isn't necessary. We will do fine by ourselves.” Damian said grabbing his sisters hand and staring up at Batman defiantly. Damian wanted to protect his sister and he only trusted himself to do so. Batman scowled slightly, they were his kids and he would be damned if he let them go off on their own

“So do I, But things have changed. She thinks you'll be better off with me, for now.”

“As do I.” Y/N said quietly to where they couldn’t even hear her. She wanted to know their father.

“What do you think?” Damian challenged with a smirk, if he was leaving with their father he wasn’t going to take it easy on him.

“Better than with the League of Assassins.” Batman retorted looking down at the two kids. He didn’t think the league would take it this far, teaching two kids to be child assassins while not teaching them much else, like having a conscience, well to Damian at least. But he couldn’t say much compared to himself.

“They taught us how to fight.”

“And to be our best selves.” Y/N added onto her brothers statement.

“And I take it not much else.” Batman spoke before pushing a button on his utility belt, opening the top to the batmobile and he began walking towards it with Damian and Y/N in tow.

“I'll drive.” Damian spoke out and Batman immediately shut it down it a hard “No.”

“ I know how.” Damian attempted to persuade but again he just got a “ No.”

“You will have to share a seat.” He spoke to the kids as their was only one extra seat in the batmobile. They shrugged, they didn’t mind being close with one another. It kept them safe.

Damian hopped into the car, followed by Y/N who say closer to their father. Batman got in next before hitting the call button on alfreds picture.

“Alfred?” Batman spoke while a older mans voice sounded on the other end.

“Yes, sir.”

“We’re going to have company.”

“A sleepover? Oh. goody.”

And that was the day they met their dad.

Hey, how do you think an Yandere Batfam would deal with an s/o or someone with eating disorders? Sorry, I’ve struggled with them all my life and was curious. Thank you!

Hi! Thanks for the question, and don’t apologize, it’s completely okay and a good request.

Ima do a mix of your request and do Dick and Jason as s/o’s to the reader then everyone else is platonic.

Also with eating disorders I feel it is personalized in an individuals way and it can be different for everyone. So sorry if this isn’t completely as you were thinking and I tried my best to build off of experience.

Please let me know if there’s anything that should be changed.

Let’s try headcannons again shall we?

No specified pronouns

▸You had a eating disorder for a long time before meeting Dick and Jason; and them being detectives picked up on the eating habits pretty quickly

▸ They wouldn’t just blurt it out and force you to tell them why you weren’t eating, or not eating as much. They had too much respect for you to do that, well unless the situation arises where they are forced to confront you.

▸They gently encourage you to eat, but not overwhelmingly, but just enough to get a couple of bites. They take notice and see what safe foods you prefer and what ones are a little more overwhelming.

▸It was odd for you, your family didn’t understand it and just thought it was something you could easily get over, but Jason and Dick? They knew what to do, and if they didn’t they’d gladly research it and figure it out.

▸ Dick and Jason met you at the same time, it was a rather odd interaction. Almost like every typical romance story; running into them. Literally.

▸They had both felt the impact when they looked down and saw the most precious person they’d ever seen. Both became instantly attached, although Bruce and the others were concerned. How could a person draw in the boys who couldn’t be anymore different than the other, other than their vigilante life of course.

▸Which led to dinner at the Wayne’s Mansion. Alfred of course made a wide variety of foods, each dish was one of your favorites or at least ones you preferred at the request of the two men who easily became the most important people in your life.

▸Bruce and made everyone be at dinner that night, including Tim and Damien. Both complained, Damien more than Tim, but they couldn’t deny their curiosity. No matter how much they acted like they hated each other, they wanted what was best for them.

▸They knew a little bit about your eating habits but Jason and Dick wanted to wait for you to tell them yourself. They just wanted to make sure they wouldn’t make any comments about it or anything of the sort.

▸When the doorbell rang, Alfred opened it with a comforting smile. The two men stood on either side of you with a comforting hand somewhere on your body. Alfred welcomed you inside and you became slightly overwhelmed at the humongous mansion. But Dick and Jason accounted for it and easily talked to you and eased your fears.

▸Walking into the dining room was stressful as Alfred had announced ‘Master Bruce’ and the boys were already seated.

▸ The three of them were not prepared to see you. They expected someone a little rough in the edges like every other person in Gotham. But there was just a lingering spark in your eyes as you were introduced by your boyfriends to their family.

▸They had all became instantly attached, each seeing someone who was now apart of their disfuncional family.

▸Damian and Tim saw a new favorite sibling, Bruce saw ‘kid’ that was different the others. Someone who wasn’t ruined by Gotham.

▸ You sat at the head of the table, facing Bruce. Bruce had Tim and Damien on either side of him while Dick and Jason were on either side of you. Alfred had excused himself to go out tonight so it was just the 6 of them, leaving his seat empty.

▸ You were hesitant as you watched everyone pile food on their plates. Big portions of anything and everything that was on the table. Before even having to reach Jason and Dick had put food on your plate. Small portions, allowing you to try a little first.

▸After dinner that night you were officially apart of the family, you were invited over practically every day. Hanging out with everyone in the Batfam as if they were yours from the beginning.

▸But you were theirs. They were extremely protective and cautious about your health but they did approached it the right way, the way that would make you the most comfortable

▸Everyone contributed a little, helping build you up day by day, patience never wavering. They wanted you to feel comfortable and healthy with who you are and you eventually felt more confident with their support and love.

▸The Batfamily would never stop taking care of you, They would help you Whenver you needed it, cause they loved you no matter what.

Hey I just read the yandere Jason's todd and I was thinking about how you said Dami was still looking for his darling/soulmate. What if yan damian found his darling at his Schools art room and she has a service dog? Like she loves painting and I saw on TikTok that a dog can paint to so there is a little set up for her dog and another for her. Can I request a story about this? Hope you are having a good day/night!

Thank you so much for this request! I love the idea.

Y/N= Your Name

Y/L/N= Your Last Name

Y/E/C= your eye color

Warning: Major Fluff

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Damian Wayne had been stopped after school but a group of squealing girls he had not interest in talking to. They all wanted the same thing, his last name and his money. They didn’t understand he had no interest in any of them.

“Damian! want to go get ice cream with me?”

“Damian! will you help me study for the math test?”

“Damian! Will you be my boyfriend?”

All he heard was them just shouting his name, if those insufferable people wanted to talk so badly why couldn’t they even just talk like normal people? But he had to admit even then he wouldn’t give them the time of day. But he knew with his name he had to seem polite even if he wanted to run away, so he decided to combine the two.

“Sorry, I must go. I need to go get something from one of the classrooms.”

A chorus of shouts started up again with every one of them saying they would go with him.

“Alone.” He stressed before quickly walked or more so ran back inside the school building. He heard them rush after him so he quickly darted into the nearest classroom and shut the door behind him, which happened to be the art room.Damian had his back to the door and he heard the footsteps rush past the door in search of him.

“Hello?” He heard, at first he was worried it was another fan girl that one bombard him but when he looked up and stared into beautiful Y/E/C eyes, it felt as if time had stopped. He admired the girl who was standing in front of an easel in the center of the room. She had on a white shirt with denim overall and a pair of converse. But she was covered in paint, blue in her hair, white on her hands, even more colors covered her legs, shoes, face, pants, and even her white shirt.

After he gained some awareness of how it would come across as creepy if he kept staring he looked down to the smaller easel that was on the floor next to her and saw an adorable dog with their own painting in front of them. There was a plastic sheet on the floor so they didn’t get paw prints all over the floor as their paws were covered in purple paint.

“Hello?” The girl questioned again before he looked back up at her and he finally moved from the door, closer to the girl.

“Hi, sorry to barge in like that.” Damian apologized in a apologetic manner.

“Oh! No worries. It just startled me a bit but then I heard all the foot steps pass the door, too which I assume you were running from people.” She spoke very analytically. Damian feel even more in love. She had a dog, she wasn’t squealing, she was very aware, and she was also very adorable as he saw the paint on her.

“You are very clever.” He replied smoothly making her blush to which Damian smirked.

“Thank you.” She spoke shyly. Damian could tell she was rather anxious so he kept talking to try and ease her nerves. Damian knew he wanted her to be his soulmate as the other bats. But he preferred the term beloved.

“May i see your paintings?”

“Sure.” She spoke nervously. Y/N wasn’t too confident as a person do showing her art to someone was very nerves racking, that was why she was there after school so she could finish her painting and not worry about the people around her, also because her teacher said she could try and see if her dog could paint like she saw others do on Tik tok.

Damian walked over to the girl and he dog and stood rather close to her, looking at the painting quite closely as to have ma excuse to stand next to her.

He looked at the painting and saw a silhouette of Gotham at night, he knew this because there was a image of the bat signal painted towards the night sky.

“This is amazing.” Damian complimented making her blush. She really wasn’t blushing because it was Damian Wayne making the comments but just because someone was making the comments in the first place. Damian then crouched down on the side closest to the dog and let the dog sniff his hand before he pet them while he looked at the dogs painting.

“This is a very cute idea, I might have to try this with my dog Titus, whats your dogs name?” He spoke as he looked at the purple paw prints at were on the canvas.

“His name is Padfoot, after the-“

“Harry Potter series? Sirius black right?” Y/N glowed at the thought of him knowing where her dogs name came from. She was really expecting him to be mean like some of the other people at school when they asked her dogs name. They thought the name padfoot was stupid and she should have named her dog like shadow or something based off the dark fur.

Damian saw her change in demeanor and smirked before continuing.

“I love the Harry Potter series.” 

“Me too! Well you probably already knew that because of the name but-“

“Hey, it’s fine.” Damian reassured as she started to rant and stumble on her words. Damian loved Y/N’s shyness. It meant he had to worry about a lot less people being in the way. Then he realized he didn’t even know her name yet.

“What’s your name?” He questioned in subtle flirty tone.

“I’m y/n! What’s yours?” She did already know his name but she assumed that he would like to introduce himself. He liked that.

“Wayne, Damian Wayne.” He held out a hand for her to shake and she went to do so before noticing all the paint of her hands.

“Nice to meet you, I’d shake your hand but I’d feel bad getting paint on you.” Damian smiled slightly at her kind nature and proceeded to shake her hand anyway that seemed to fit perfectly in his. He didn’t even hardly pay attention to the white paint that was in his hands.

“It’s alright.” He said as he saw her looking alarmed at the paint on his hands.

Damian wanted to move quickly. He wanted to make her his as soon as possible. So he began another conversation and asked her about her life such as her friends, family, what area of Gotham she lived in, if she was single; to which she blushed brightly at as she replied with a quick yes as she never even held hands with a boy before. Damian was pleased with all the answers, and he felt very protective over her as she told him her address. He had to keep her safe if she was just waking around telling her address to anybody. Of course he wouldn’t be just anybody to her but it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t go telling other people who he knew didn’t deserve it know.

Damian didn’t want to go the route Timothy Drake did. He didn’t want to immediately force her to be his. He wanted something that made him feel the love that he was neglected of for years. He found his beloved and he knew that he had to be gentle in a way. But he could tell she was perfect for him.

She had finished her painting and put it over but the others from class the day and Padfoots had dried so she picked up the small easel and put it in her bag.

“I should probably head home now.” She spoke after she put Padfoot back on his leash and washed most of the paint off his paws. Damian panicked slightly as he didn’t want their time to end but, he also knew he could go home and search up everything he could find on the bat computer.

They walked out to the front together and saw Alfred patiently waiting in the car while reading a book. He looked up and saw Damian walking out alongside Y/N and smiled to himself slightly. He knew the boy deserved love, and it seemed that he had found his.

Y/N was tempted to ask for his number, but she didn’t want to come across as clingy or pushy. She had deeply enjoyed talking to him and she wanted to further.

“Pass me your phone.” Damian said with a slight demanding tone. Y/N did so without hesitation making Damian smirk as he typed in his number and put his name in the contact. He sent a messages to himself after and discreetly changed her contact name to ‘My Beloved ❥’ and handed back her phone.

“There, I texted myself from your phoen so we have each other’s numbers. Text me whenever you want.” Y/N smiled brightly at him making him smile back.

She began to wave goodbye and make the walk back home but he stopped her once he saw her start walking.

“Wait you’re walk home? Alone? But you live so far.”

“Yeah, my parents are always working so they can’t come get me. But it’s okay, I’m used to walking home .” But Damian immediately begins shaking his head. He knew the dangers of being in Gotham as he has seen many first hand. He wouldn’t allow his beloved to be so unprotected.

“I’ll give you a ride home from now on okay?” He spoke decidedly. She began to shake her head no.

“I couldn’t ask to do do that-“

“You didn’t ask, I told you. I’m going to give you a ride home, it’s too dangerous out there by yourself.”

“But I got Padfoot to protect me!” She spoke innocently while holding up the shaggy black dog.

Damian looked at her with a look that left no room for argument.

“Fine… but just this once.” Y/N said before following him over to the sleek black car.

“Definitely not only once, but believe what you want to believe. I can be quite… persuasive.”

Damian opened the door for her to get it and he helped her inside before getting in on the other side while Alfred glanced in the mirror every so often.

“Hello. Nice to meet you, what’s your name sir?” She spoke politely looking at Alfred as he looked up in the mirror.

“I’m Alfred Pennyworth. And you are?”

“Y/N L/N.”

“Nice to meet you as well Miss L/N.”

She smiled at him as he saw in the mirror and he slightly smiled back and could already tell she was a kind person. Perfect for Damian and the Wayne family.

Her and Damian talked the whole ride to her house after she gave Alfred her address. Once they arrived Damian tried not to look to disappointed and continued to reassure himself that he would see her the next day for sure. He would also look her up on the bat computer.

They pulled up in front of a nice house that resided in a sketchy area, well all of Gotham was sketchy but Damian remembered one of the warehouse down the street was one of Jokers hold hideouts and he stopped a drug sale a few houses down and not to even mention the-

Before he continue she opened her door and stepped out of the car.

“Thank you for the ride Mr.Pennyworth. Bye Dami!” She said happily as she set Padfoot out of the car as well and made her way into the house. As the door shut behind her he snapped out of his trance of thinking of all the dangers and the fact she already gave him a nickname.

“Beat that Todd.” Damian thought to himself as he was already making more progress in a day than Todd and Grayson had in weeks with their soulmates.

“I presume that’s her Master Wayne?”

“Definitely Pennyworth. She’s My Beloved.”

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