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Hey guys. Sorry for not posting in awhile. I recently graduated with my degree and I got a job in the middle of NOWHERE. I’m using my jobs WiFi and I don’t want them to know about my ships 👀💕

Much love! Plan to update soon.

Comforting, Damian Wayne x Reader

Request: Can I request a imagine where Damian and the reader are in high school and he comforts the reader because the readers mother started drinking again. I had a bad day and I need to be a little happy right now. They're in high school.

Hi friend! I hope your day got better. I hope you enjoy this oneshot <3 I’m sorry if this is too short. Feel free to request as much as you want.

Damian immediately noticed that you looked defeated today. You weren’t speaking like usual and you shunned away from anyone who tried to speak to you. During the first few periods of the day, you kept your head in a book and ignored everyone. Damian was concerned and waited for you to reach out to him first. You always found your way into his arms anytime you felt down, but today it seemed like you avoided him altogether. Were you mad at him?

He waited to speak to you until lunch, before he couldn’t find you anywhere. He decided to skip his meal and search for you. He hadn’t found you in any of the classrooms, closets, or the library. This private school was so big. It was hard to look in every nook and cranny of it. You could have hidden in any of the many spare rooms.

He almost gave up until he heard some sniffling. He stopped moving, listening intently. He followed the sound and opened a door to a storage room. It was mostly empty aside from some boxes in the corner. You were sat in the middle of the room, hugging your knees. You shielded your face away from him, turning away to wipe away any tears. Damian stepped in the room and closed the door behind him swiftly. He dropped down beside you. He wanted nothing more than to embrace you, but he didn’t want to invade your space.

Still turned away from him, you spoke “I’m fine, Dami. Go back to lunch.” Your shoulders were shaking, signifying to him that you were holding back sobs. He sat behind you, legs coming to both your sides as he grabbed onto your shoulders and pulled your back into his chest. He held you tightly against him, his forehead resting on your shoulder. It hurt him to see you so distraught.

“Please, talk to me.” He pleaded. You hadn’t spoke for a moment. Damian was afraid that you were shutting him out once again.

“It’s my mother. She’s drinking again…” Damian let out a disappointed sigh at this news. You turned around in Damian’s arms, he grabbed onto your hip pulling you into his lap. You laid your head against his shoulder and neck as he cleared any hair from your face.

“It’s going to be alright. I’m here. I’m always going to be here for you.” He kissed your forehead and held you tighter. He needed you to know he would always come looking for you. He’d always be there to comfort you because he loved you so much.

Interrupted, Damian Wayne x Reader

Request: okay how about one where Damian is making out with the reader and Bruce intrudes and has a talk with Damian and it's all in his pov As shown above, the requester asked for this to be in Damian’s POV. I had never written in his POV before so hopefully I didn’t do so bad. I didn’t proof read prior to posting lol, let me know if you notice any mistakes.

WARNING: Groping! BUT NO SMUT

I was leaned against the headboard. My hands on your hips as you straddled me. We were both out of breath as I gripped your hips firmly and pulled you down to grind against me. We’ve been experimenting a lot lately. Pushing boundaries slowly and stopped when we weren’t ready. We hadn’t done anything like this before. Your arms were wrapped around my shoulders while I to kissed you hungrily. I let out a small moan against your lips while our tongues tried to dominate each other. Your hand found its way up my hair and pulled at it in desperation. I had never seen you like this. It was exhilarating.

I pulled you down further, grinding you down harder against me. We both moaned into each other’s mouths. You pulled back a bit. I opened my eyes, afraid I pushed too far. Your face was contoured in lust. I couldn’t help smiling at this. I leaned in towards you, kissing the edge of your mouth then dropping down to kiss the side of your neck. You pulled me in closer, grinding your hips down against me. I felt like I was going crazy.

I removed one of my hands from your hips and traveled it up your body and to your breast. You’ve allowed me to touch you here before. It always made you squirm. I fondled it softly, not willing to hurt you. I traveled my kisses further down your neck and to your shoulder, sucking it there. I wanted to mark you as my own. I wouldn’t let anyone else have you. Your body started to feel so hot against him.

“D-Dami..” you squeaked out, moaning a bit. I pulled back from your neck, and pecked your lips, smiling against them.

“Yes, My Love?” Before you had a chance to speak, there was a knock against the bedroom door. You immediately tensed in my lap. Before I could stop you, you climbed off me and went across the room red faced. I let out an annoyed sigh, sliding off the bed. I turned my body away from you, fixing my bulge shyly.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to find my father. He had his usual stern look across his face. I could only imagine how I appeared to him. Most likely red faced, messy hair with untidy clothing.

“Yes, Father?” I asked, somewhat annoyed. He rolled his eyes at me and nudged his head for me to follow him. There goes my night, I thought. I followed him to his office. I sat down at one the chairs, while he seemed to pace the room trying to find the right words.

“Damian, I know you’re almost an adult, but I want to talk to you about the dangers of….” He paused for a moment, “…. unprotected sex…” I could only imagine the look of disgust that shown in my face. NO WAY WAS I HAVING THIS TALK!

“FATHER, PLEASE! I AM NOT A CHILD”

“Damian, it is my responsibility to speak to you about this subject.”

“Father, I have access to the internet. I fully understand the consequences of sexual intercourse.”

“Fine.” Bruce spoke, tone annoyed before striding off to his desk and pulling out pack after pack of condoms. He tossed several boxes to me and I caught them easily. “You should know how these works then.”

“Father, this is embarrassing. Why do you have so many?”

“I have 4 stupid sons. I have a warehouse full of them.” I stared at him for a second, wondering if he was truly serious about the warehouse. He waved me off, and I strode back to my room. You were sitting at the desk, head in your hands. I threw the boxes in the nearest drawer and tended to you. I wrapped an arm around your shoulder, catching your eye as I did so.

“What’s the matter, Habibti?” Your face was still red with embarrassment, and I leaned in to kiss your forehead. I continued to peck small kisses across your face. A smile began creeping across your face. You looked so beautiful.