#damian wayne request

[melyaliz]

Late night kittens.

- @the-shadow-of-atlantis asked: Have I ever asked for a legit dc ship? I don’t think I have. Can I have a dc ship por favor? 😘 love you hun glad you’re having fun

Fandom: DC / Batfam

Summary: One ordinary night turned out to be not so ordinary. 

Pairing: Damian Wayne Ship 

Notes: Low key always shipped you with him. I feel like your love of animals would be how you bond and he would want to take care of you. 

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It was just another normal day at the office. You were cleaning one last room before you went home, everyone else had left for the day so it was just you and your phone.

You couldn’t wait to get home and relax, maybe play that new game you had gotten or caught up on the latest show with your brother -if he was home yet-. Just another day in the life of you.

Or that was what you thought until some banging broke into your concentration.

Pulling out your headphones you walked toward the door to see Robin banging on the door to the Veterinarian that you worked at. A VERY pregnant cat in his arms.

“She’s in pain!” he said banging on the door again.

Now as a Gothomite born and raised you would NEVER open the door for anyone after hours. No matter what.

But this was Robin.

And a kitty needed help.

“I’m not a vet,” you said opening the door helping him in before quickly locking up again. “But I can help.”

Putting the cat on a table Robin stroked the cat as you quickly pulled what you thought you needed.

“She really just needs a place to rest,” You said grabbing some blankets and pads in a large box you helped him set the cat down into the box. “I’ll make some formula for the kittens in case she has a hard time nursing.”

“I thought you said you weren’t a vet.”

“I like to learn from the vet, I always wanted to be one,” you said as you pulling out some formula mixing it. “Plus I have been around pregnant cats to know a thing or two.”  

“Why didn’t you?”

“Why didn’t I what?”

“Become a vet.”

“Just couldn’t afford it, it’s a lot of school,” you said not making eye contact. While yes, it was the truth, it wasn’t a truth you liked to admit to everyone.

About an hour later and a text to your mother that you were safe a small batch of kittens were quietly nursing their mother. Both you and Robin sat and watched them for a while in awe.

“Life is amazing” You whispered finally. He nodded in response. gently reaching out to stroke the mother who nuzzled his hand.     

“It’s late,” he said turning to you, “I’ll walk you home.”

“You don’t…” he held up his hand cutting you off,

“It’s not safe, don’t argue.”

“Ok.”

So that is how you got a personal escort home from Robin.

The next day you got a visit from another of Gotham’s celebrities.

Damian Wayne.

“I’m looking for Andrea.” he said, “Uh, she helped my cat. With the help of Robin.”

“How did he have your cat?” you couldn’t help but ask.

“She got away and I guess he found her.”

“Oh.”

“He told me you helped him and that you wanted to be a vet.”

“Weird, he didn’t seem like the kind to talk.”

“I want to help you.”

“Wait, what?”

“It’s the least I can do, don’t argue.”

“I…”

Damian held up his hand to silence you “Don’t argue” he said. Something about the way he did it, the edge to his voice. Not quite angry, more, determined with maybe some… kindness? It was all too familiar.

So like last night you didn’t argue.

Little did you know that on that normal evening your whole life changed.

But I guess that’s how life works.

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[melyaliz]

Birthday Secrets

@Starrwolves: OMG, I just found your Tumblr, & it gives me life! Seriously, it’s crazy good! Sry, I get really hyper sometimes, anywho I’ve been reading ships & fics, but I saw in one ship, I think it was nightrainn2’s, where you wrote they got in fights, but came up with a solution that made them stronger, could you write something about that pls with Damian & the reader. Something about that scene just makes me melt. So many of the past ships gave me ideas I know they weren’t for me ... part 1 of 2

so would it be alright if more gave me ideas that I could ask for little fics or scenarios, whatever you call it from you? Mega sry for this being such a long ask, but I had to get this all out, keep rocking it! 2 of 2

Fandom: DC / Batman

Summary: Dating a boy like Damian is a struggle. Especially when you keep secrets.  

Pairing: Damian x Reader  

Notes: So your blog was deactivated and I know I had nothing to do with that but I feel bad because I took so long to write this that you got were deactivated during that time! I’m so sorry! I hope you can somehow see this.

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Having a boyfriend who was a hero was hard. Especially when you didn’t know he was a hero.

It wasn’t like the beginnings of a relationship with Damian had been easy, to begin with. At first, you had been pretty sure he hadn’t even liked you as a person let alone have romantic feelings. Yet here you were, almost a year after prom. Going on dates and having out.

He had even kissed you a few times.

Even called you his girlfriend (that was a story for another day).

So here you were, coming up on your birthday. It was a big deal to you. Not really so much the birthday it’s self but the plan. While your parents had planned this much more “mature” idea of a birthday Damian had come up with the best idea for both of you.

First, you would start with a full breakfast in the Wayne’s private Jet while Alfred flew you guys to Disneyworld. There you guys would get as much goofy Disney shit as you could while getting line hoppers and even a backstage tour of Animal Kingdom.

You had both kept it a secret from your parents who thought you were still going to the family gathering they had planned. The whole idea had stemmed from you complaining that the LAST thing you wanted to do for your birthday was spent it with your extended family. But your parents had “guilted” you like they always did by saying that “family came first”

Damian had proclaimed that you were allowed to be selfish one day a year and demanded you to tell him what you had always wanted to do.

And that was how your plans had come about.

Really it was a joint effort stemming from the fact Damian had never known much about Disney before you. Something you had quickly cured. (His favorite princess was Jasmine).

Now Damian back to your problem. You had dealt with Damian’s disappearing before. Valentines Day, your 5th month anniversary, that time he said he was going to take you on a night time cruise across the Gotham Harbour.

He always came with flowers the next day mumbling something about family business. You always brushed it off. He came from a large well to do family, it was just part of you dating him.

But never in a million years did you think he would miss this day.

You had woken up bright and early before your parents waiting eagerly for him to come pick you up. Dressed up in your Disney gear full of butterflies of excitement.

Sitting on the couch you waited, and waited, and waited.

Until your father came down asking what on earth you were wearing and to go up and change.

You texted him.

You called him.

No response.

You couldn’t tell anyone what had happened and had to just go through the motions of your birthday with your family. Most of them ignoring you after giving you their hollow “Happy Birthday” a few nosey relatives asking about your mysterious Boyfriend. Many more interested in what college you wanted to go to.

You smiled and politely answered all the while wanting to cry.

What the hell happened.

After nothing, fulled with frustration you sent off one last text.

“I don’t know what’s going on but forget it. Don’t call and don’t bother coming back. Obviously, this relationship isn’t as serious as I thought it was.”

He knew, he knew how important this was to you. And he didn’t even bother to let you know he wasn’t coming? Forget it. Forget him.

Then turning off your phone you snuck off to be alone for a while. Hiding from all the passive aggressive comments and prying eyes. It wasn’t like anyone would really miss you anyway.

The party came and went. You watched as cars pulled away from your bedroom window. Watched the sunset, watched the moon rise. You just wanted to sleep it off but you couldn’t seem to get your body to relax. So you just laid there. Unsure what to do next.

It was well into the night, maybe even early morning when you heard your window open. Bolting up you reached for your lamp. Quickly you pulled it from the wall raising it over your head. If Gotham City had taught you anything it was smash and ask later.

“Wait, Y/N it’s me!” You froze, the light of the moon emulating Robin who stood in your window.

“I… Robin? How do you know my name?” you stuttered still unsure what to do.

“No, It’s me,” Robin said taking the mask off.

“D… Damian?”

“I… I’m sorry I missed your Birthday. I’m sorry I left you with your family alone. I… there was this gang and dad needed my help but. I tired to get out of it but they needed me.”

You stood there dumbfounded as he spoke.

“Alfred said this was it, my crossroads. I’m sorry I missed this. I know how important this was for you.”

You cut him off hugging him. Burying yourself in him. Tears you didn’t realize you had been holding forever fell from your cheeks.

“I thought you didn’t care about me.”

“No, No I love you,” Damian said taking your head in his hands, “Y/N I love you and I never want you to feel like you are not an important part of my life because you are.”

You spent the rest of the night talking. Him telling you about his mother and past, catching you up on him becoming Robin. About the missions he went on that had made him miss all those moments together. Moments he hated missing.

You told him you were there for him. You understood why he had kept this from you but you also wanted him to be honest with you from now on. You needed to know what was going on. How he was feeling.

And you came up with a plan. When his other life needed him he would just text you R. That way you knew to hang tight. You knew it wasn’t you. 

You both sat there on your bed talking until the sun came up. Just spilling all the secrets you had been holding. Talking about dreams and goals. It was as if telling you that he was Robin had opened the floodgates and he could finally really be himself. It was like a part of him that was missing you didn’t even know about was suddenly there and everything else made sense.

“So,” Damian said glancing at the morning light dancing through your window. “Disneyland?”

You laughed jumping up, “I’ll get changed and meet you outside.”

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[melyaliz]

Make Time stop

@crazypup110 Could you do a part 2 to a good morning high school dances? Maybe this one could be in Damian's point of view as he's getting ready, being teased by his brothers, and actually going to the dance with the reader. I love things in the guys pov srry

Fandom: DC/Batman 

Summary: Damian takes you to the Prom 

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Reader 

Notes: Follow up to this story

Original ship for @nightrainn2  

This would have been up hours ago if my roommate hadn’t been distracting me with people she was chatting with on Match.com.

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He didn’t tell anyone. Just walked down one day in a tux.

“Well don’t you look sharp, Where are you going?” Dick asked. While he wasn’t sure what he was expecting it wasn’t what his brother said.

“Prom.”

Tim spit out his coffee choking. Bruce gently patted his son’s on his back while Dick stared slack-jawed at Damian.

“I’m sorry, I think I heard you wrong. Did you just say you were going to prom?”

“It’s whatever,” Damian said suddenly regretting this. Eyes looking anywhere but his father and brothers.

“WHAT ARE you talking about!?! Do you have a date? Who is she? Or he, there is no judgment little bird.” Yep, definitely regretted saying anything. Why hadn’t he lied? Maybe just used one of those zingers that he was known so well for. Anything but the truth… yet the truth just kept coming.

“She and…”

“She’s here,” Alfred said from the entryway. Damian turned just as the butler took a step to the side to show you off.

Damian felt his heart stop.

There you stood in a beautiful A-line blue dress. The shade went perfectly with your hair and hugged every curve just right. The way your eyes light up by the lights (and maybe your own nerves) just seemed to complete the whole picture in front of him.  Damian had always thought you were a pretty girl but… suddenly he couldn’t breathe.  

What was this feeling?

“Pictures!” Dick cried pushing Damian toward you phone all ready. Behind him, Tim mumbled something about “poor thing” before trooping back up the stairs to his bedroom where things made more sense.

“No, Alfred I’m ready to go,” Damian said turning to leave, but your grip on his arm stopped him.

“Just a few?” you whispered, “Memories?” as stupid as it sounded you didn’t get many moments like this. To just be a silly kid going to prom.

Of course, Damian couldn't say no. Not to those puppy dog eyes. This was what had gotten him into this situation in the first place. You just sitting away from him trying not to look at him but him catching your gaze while that annoying girl kept talking. The look you had given him. It was very much like this one.

So, much to Dick’s pure delight, you took several million pictures. He even had props, the two teens had no idea where they came from. They had just appeared, like magic.

“Ok time to go!” Damian finally said pulling you away from the ever clicking phone.

“Wait!I need your date’s number so I can send her the pictures.”

“Absolutely not,” Damian snapped pushing you toward the door. “I’ll just send them to you,” he mumbled as you quickly descended the stairs of Wayne mansion toward the waiting limo.

The dance was beautiful. It was a universe theme. Couples would follow the milky way into a room filled with stars. You couldn't help but smile as you lead Damian around the room taking it all in.  

As you both walked around the large dance floor you could feel the eyes of your classmates on you. But before you could really worry about all the prying eyes you felt Damian’s hand take yours.

“Want to dance?” he asked.

“Sure.” The rest of the night was just the two of you talking and dancing. You showed him some silly moves and getting excited about a song you love being played. You weren’t sure if it was the sugary punch, the adrenaline of the night or the fact that you got to see Damian be totally humiliated by this family but you felt very at ease.

It only felt like a few moments when they announced the last song. A slow dance. Most of your fellow students were already gone so it was very peaceful as you both danced slowly across the room.

“I wish this night would never end,” you said looking up at him. Damian couldn’t help but give you a small smile brushing a strand of your hair that had come loose away from your face.

“Ok.” Damian said looking at you, “for you, I would stop time.”

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[melyaliz]

Good Morning Highschool Dances

Follow up to @nightrainn2 ‘s ship I wrote almost a year ago

Fandom: DC, Batfam 

Summary: You weren’t really trying to be his friend, just be nice to him. Mostly because you liked his dog

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Reader

Notes:

So I don’t think I ever really established where they met other than you guys bonded over his dog. And since I have been watching a bunch of cheesy high school stuff…

Here ya go

“Good morning!”

Damian let out a growl that just earned him another laugh. He wasn’t a morning person. Which, much to his dismay you were.

“How’s your cute little puppy?”

“He’s not a puppy”

“Ohhh Kay then” you mumbled walking away. Slightly annoyed at how moody he was. Sure Damian Wayne had never been the most… friendly person. But you had felt like you guys had kind of become friends after you had found his dog miles away from the Wayne mansion. The poor thing had somehow gotten lost and found his way to your.

While Damian hadn’t quite fallen over himself to thank you he was very grateful even cracking a smile. The two of you had even happened to have a quite civil conversation. So you had thought maybe you guys had become somewhat of friends.

You may have thought wrong.  

Then two hours later he came and sat next to you in algebra

“Hey”

“Hi?” you mumbled back a million things bubbling up in your mind. Things you WANTED to say but didn’t quite have the guts to say. Things like “Oh NOW you are talking to me?” but none of them came out. Instead you just set up your textbook not looking him in the eye.

“Titus is good” he added as he opened his book, ice blue eyes glancing over at you.

You couldn’t help but smile. As you pulled out your notebook. Maybe you guys weren’t quite the strangers you were lead to believe.  

The next morning he was much nicer to you.

“Morning.” you almost had a heart attack as he nodded to you as you walked by toward your locker.

“Uhhh Hi” you stammered slightly still in pure shock that he had even bothered to go out of his way to acknowledge you.

“See you in math.” was the simple response before he walked down the hall leaving you in pure and total shock.

Weeks went by and they were always greeted by a soft “Morning” from the Wayne. Sometimes he would insinuate contact and sometimes you would. However, it became something of a ritual. Greeting first thing and then just some small talk during math. Most of the time it was about this pets but soon he started to ask you about your own life and interest in animals.

You were starting to look forward to math, well more your conversations that happened during the class.

Or that’s what you were thinking until you walked into the classroom. The sight made you feel sick.

One of the popular girls as school was in your seat leaning forward playing with Damian’s hair. And while he didn’t look particularly happy he also almost NEVER looked very happy. So it was hard to tell what emotion he was really feeling.

Flashing him a weak smile you took a seat few desks away. The girl was cooing over something, a dance? Oh that’s right, there was a dance coming up. Not that you were expecting a certain dark haired boy to ask you. In fact it hadn’t even crossed your mind.

Totally not

Not in a million years.

Ok maybe you had thought about it in passing.

Only because everyone kept talking about it and asking who you were going with. Asking if you had a date.

And you knew he wasn’t going to ask you. After all, he had girls that… that one who would be much better. Girls who were prettier and probably had much more in-depth conversations with him.

Come to think of it, did this girl even have the class with you?

“I didn’t know you were in this class Miss Baines,” The teacher said walking into the class. The girl laughed flitting her hair over her shoulder.

“I mean…”

“Please leave Mr. Wayne’s hair alone and go to wherever you came from.” the teacher said dryly before dismissing the girl.

“We’ll talk later” the girl whispered before skipping out. Taking a few steps closer to your desk slightly bumping into it knocking your book onto the floor. However, she never looked at you. Must have been an accident. I mean how could that girl even know who you were?

Glancing over at Damian you quickly looked away when his gaze met yours. Feeling your face heat up. Ok, get a grip girl! You couldn’t like him! There was only one ending to that story. And it ended with him breaking your heart.

After class, you quickly darted out before anymore awkwardness could arise. You had filled your quota for the day thank you very much.

“Good morning”

You looked up to see him leaning against your locker. Had he been waiting for you? There was no way.

“Want to go to the dance with me?”

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[melyaliz]

The Unseen

@kaidad

I always feel like I’m doing these ships wrong. Like there is no consistency or structure. It’s basically just whatever inspires me. Whatever wants to come out of my strange brain.

Basically convinced you guys are going to hate it which is prob why they take me forever to make them…

Anyway my dear! You got a Damian SHIP! 

Fantasy was your favorite. With a bookshelf overflowing with adventures that would take you away to far off lands. With Heroes and villains. Characters overcoming great obstacles and achieving goals.

You could spend hours dreaming about how someday you would become that hero. Conquering all odds to save the world. You knew it wasn’t real but that didn't mean you couldn’t pretend that it might.

Or that’s what you always thought until the day you became the fantasy.

It was just a morning like any other. You had gotten dressed and were checking to see what you looked like.

And you weren’t there.

You were invisible.

If it hadn’t been for the years of prepping for this day you might have freaked out. But no, surprisingly you calmed your mind. Deep breaths. All you fantasy books had told you that. Stay calm and control your powers.

So like you're heroes your presence slowly faded back. All day you couldn’t stop smiling.

You had powers.

After that, you did what you could to help around your town. Not that there was much to do to help. Nothing ever seemed to happen. It wasn’t like the books where evil just seemed to fall into their laps. Sure you had the powers but no real reason to use them.

But that didn’t mean you tried.

With your abilities to disappear, you could also fly and basically erase your entire solid body which meant you could walk through walls. This helped when you started riding along with the police helping them with any small crimes that happened where you lived.  You knew without any formal training this was really all you could do but you longed to help in a bigger way.

Work with your idols, heroes like Wonder Woman, Batman, Titans.

This was, however, never going to happen since not even your family knew about your powers. Which was rather surprising since they always seemed to be in your business. Somehow, you had been able to keep this one from them.

So you kept just living an insatiable life.

That was until the Titans came to your hometown. Apparently, your quiet town wasn’t as good as you though. A ring of villains was using the outskirts as a shipping base to send weapons to other parts of the country.

You had been riding in the back of a police car when they got the call. Your heart racing as they rushed toward the scene. The TITANS. Even if you could just get a glimpse of them it would be enough.

So sneaking in (Which wasn’t hard considering your powers) you watched as they fought the army of black masked henchmen.

The plan was to just help as you could but when you saw one of the Black Masked henchmen lifted his gun toward Robin. He was already locked in combat with two other men.

“LOOK OUT!” You screamed running toward him. Phazing in and out. You had been practicing some new moves and prayed they would work now. Grabbing the caped boy you pushed him forward phazing both you're bodies out of existence going through the two henchmen

Causing them to get shot instead.

You ended up flipping over the boy both of you landing on your stomachs facing each other.

“Who are you!?!” he demanded and you wished you had worn a mask or something covering your face. For the first time, you really felt seen.

And that was the first time you met Damian Wayne.

Damian later found you and asked you to join the Titans. To this day you weren’t totally sure how he had found you since you weren't a famous person or anything and he had only seen your face for a few seconds. Plus, when you asked he would always give you the same explanation.

“I’m the son of Batman.”

Not that you really cared so much. You finally got your wish, your dream. To become a true hero

Damian offered to help you learn more about your powers and in return, you helped him get along with people. Unlike Damian, you are the oldest so you are used to compromising and trying to understand. Often you will give him advice in a way that he doesn’t even notice you are doing it until he has already done what you suggested.

Because of this, you became his right-hand man. Never backing down, never giving up. Always by his side.Telling him when he was being a little shit and keeping him on the right path.

Damian also had this obsession with making you happy. He loved watching you light up when he did something nice or something that would make you happy. That almost childlike wonder that seemed to surround you. Everything in his world was magical and new to you. And he loved showing it to you.

The way you would break into a huge smile. He tried to pretend he didn’t but everyone knew he loved seeing you happy. 

Then one day he asks you to marry him “Be my second in command for life?”

[melyaliz]

2 . “Define normal.”

@the-shadow-of-atlantis:  2 . “Define normal.” With Damian (imma spam you but you don’t have to do them all :P)

Special thanks to @speedypan for some of these ideas.

Annabella is @the-shadow-of-atlantis

Maia is @royslittleharper

Gigi is mine 

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“Wait, you own this?” Gigi gasped looking around the huge ice cream factory. Had she just died and gone to heaven? Was this real life? Someone pinch her.

Next to her Damian Wayne smiled, hands folded over his chest as he proudly paraded the red-haired girl around his newest Wayne investment. He had met the talkative girl a few weeks ago when she had come to visit her best friend, Damian’s cousin Faith. Why such a smart and cool girl like Gigi was friends with his utter dork of a cousin he would never know, but since meeting Gigi Damian had wanted to impress the girl.

Next to her, Gigi’s mentor Maia stood mouth open. The same thoughts as her biggest fan going through her head. Did this kid really just buy an ice cream factory? And how much could they eat before they got sick?

“Wow, Damian! I don’t care what Tim says, you are the coolest guy ever!” Gigi sang spinning around the huge factory. Damian's sister Annabella couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“This isn’t normal,” she mumbled to her brother who looked so pleased with himself. The reaction from his crush couldn't have been better.

“Define normal?” Damian shrugged, “Because she seems to like it.”

He looked so happy Annabella didn’t have the heart to tell him how NOT normal Gigi was.