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bluetooththereptile · 2 years

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Unwanted embrace

Neglected Bat-family member x yandere Bruce wayne

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

Tw: mentions of past neglect

Closing your closet you sighed, ripping the justice leage mark away from your costume, you no longer needed that, it once was your dream to work there as hero, save lives and protect humanity, but now you just saw it as a useless badge that just made you remember things you wanted to bury deep down in your mind and never think about them again. You had told Superman that you were going to quit just an hour ago, and you didn’t wait for other members to even protest when he agreed about it and went to gather your things up.

Once becoming a hero was your dream, you worked so hard on your powers to reach the level that you could be considering worthy enough to join the league, you were one of the youngest members of it, you were only 18, no, today you would turn 19, as Alfred had reminded you by a call this morning you two had. He was shocked you had forgotten your own birthday, maybe you were to used to it getting forgotten that you had thought of it as an unimportant date and had forgotten it, well it was the day you were pulled out from the safe and sound womb of your mother, born to the world you no longer wanted to be a part of.

You picked your baggage up and flipped the mark in your hand as you walked out of the locker room, putting the badge in Barry’s hands you gave him a half smile which was filled witj bitterness “It was good to work with you!” Barry opened his mouth “But (Y/N) you had just joined six months ago! weren’t you the one that wanted to beat anyone in the younger league to find a place here?” You just shrugged “I have lost interest…” you simply said ignoring Diana nag about you being selfish and leaving when you were needed the most, you waved them good bye and walked out of the justice hall, the dark rainy evening doing nothing good to your mood.

You took your mask off and took in a deep breath as your head lowered, now that you were old enough to leave home, you had so many plans to catch and it was rather overwhelming. You uncle had opened his home’s door for you, suggesting that you could stay with him for a while, till you could find the job you wanted the most, you had the money after all, years of trying to be independent were paying themselves off. You searched your bag for your car’s key, cursing under your breath as lightning hit the sky, which meant more rain.

The lightning brightened your surroundings for a second, giving you the ability to see a tall shadow that was looming over you. You made yourself busy, ignoring the black knight standing behind you “(Y/N)” hearing your name from him made goosebumps appear on your skin, when was the last time he had called you by your name? You turned around, to see him standing there, staring at you, finally, giving you his full attention “What do you want batman?” you said, now taking a step back, clenching the bag in your hand.

“I’ve heard you quit your place…why?” you couldn’t help but scoff at that, he was “the world’s best detective” he didn’t know the reason? “What do you think?” you said, arching your brow, but when you were met with silence you sighed, palming your face “Why I am wasting my time talking to you?” you asked yourself, hair now damp with rain “Because I am your father and I know how much hard you worked to get here” he said, face still emotionless but his voice held some hints of…desperation? You scoffed louder at that “My father…” you mumbled to yourself “How dare you call yourself my father?” you asked, fingers curling up into a fist “If it wasn’t for me leaving the manor you wouldn’t be reminded that I even existed there as a "family member” you mocked “Cut this crap…I have to be somewhere soon…” you said turning away.

“Look (Y/N) I understand-” you turned to face him again shouting “It’s (Y/H/N) to you batman! i am no longer your child! When was the last time you wanted to talk to me like this? wasn’t it my first day of school? how can you understand this? yes you lost your parents when you were a child but I did mine too! my mother that you never even care to hide your hatred for her died at giving birth to me and you were to disgusted by your own child that you hardly coped with me being there, isn’t it the truth hmm?” you said now walking toward him “You were never there batman… I didn’t have a father, I just had sire that paid for my life, when was the last time you asked me what I needed then your money? Oh right you were busy with tending to your growing family!” you pushed him on the chest not so gently, staring at him, eyes full of hatred as tears made them glossy “Do you even know how old I am?” you said now voice sad, yet firm.

Bruce looked at you without saying anything, he didn’t have anything to say, you were the result of his darkest days, when your mother had manipulated him and had given birth to you, but she was not lucky to live longer and enjoy his wealth, he wanted to forget her, forget everything that belonged to that time, including you…his own child. He turned his head away from you not coping to look at you in the eyes anymore. You scoffed bitterly “That’s what I expected from you, now go! your family must be missing you, isn’t your "baby” alone?“ you spat into his face, remembering how he had not let his other child, that was at Damian’s age, to become a hero like you did. To tell the truth you had joined to prove yourself to him, the man that had ignored your gifts that you would make by your own hands for father’s day, Alfred was the one that took them happily, complimenting about it even if it was nothing special, your little heart was broken but you had seen him take care of other members of the family and you wanted that love too, but he didn’t even care to spare you a glance.

You were a mistake, as he had told Alfred years ago, he wanted you gone. That was why you were both angry and confused right now, why he was there? "listen (Y/N)…let’s go home and talk about this properly alright?” He said trying to reach for your hand which you moved away quickly “For what? you want to lock me up there too?” you had seen what he did to his “baby” the poor child was spoiled rotten with his attention but he didn’t let her go for a mere second “though I’m sure you just want to make an excuse to say "I did what I could they left on their own!” I’m not a child anymore batman…and for the second time if you call me by my name again I’ll punch you in the face! that name is what my mother chose for me, you can not use that…you are not worthy of it!“

Bruce looked at you as your words sunk inside his mind, adding fuel to the storm that was making the guilt in his chest even more heavy. How you had become such a wonderful creature? powerful, independent…all on your own? and he didn’t have any part at any of it. The moment Alfred had informed him that you had left the manor the covers that he had put on the dark parts of his mind were pulled away, revealing you, his first child, whom had even changed their last name from "Wayne” to your mother’s not wanting to have anything to do with him. He wanted to fix that part of his life, he wanted to start it with you, but it seemed it was to late…no, it was not, you were his child, and he would be damned if he ever disappoint you again, you were family, and he was going to shove it in your mind if he could to make you understand.

He took your arm and held it gently but his grip was firm “We can talk about this later…you’ll catch a cold like this!” You were dumbfounded by what he had said for a second, good so he still had the surprise tactic against you, but it didn’t last long as the confusion gave place to anger and you pulled your arm out of his grip “It’s none of your business!” you hissed and walked away, looking for your car. You thought it was the last time you were meeting him, but you would be proven wrong…oh so wrong “My child…” he told himself as he watched you walk away “My baby…”

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bluetooththereptilethethird · 2 years

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Sea of tears

Fem reader x potential yanderes Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor and Ras’s Al Ghul (vampire Au)

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

Note: This is a “adventurous” fiction, the reader, you, will choose a route and it will end in something much more different than the others, hope you enjoy it! sorry that it took a while for me but I had to write all of them before starting a new fic, each choice will lead to another complete fiction.

Summary: you have to choose where you’ll end up and what you future will be…little you know that your choice will shape the future of the world!

Tw: mentions of death and slavery

"I didn't do anything wrong!" Your screams echoed inside the sewer, the sound of the water pouring in silencing most of the sound you made. "You shouldn't have been nosy...you knew what's waiting for nosy people, I forgave you for knowing what you shouldn't have known and still you sold me and my whole gang to the police!" You panicked more when the sewer's entrance was closed by several bars, keeping you away from your freedom. "Please! I had to do it! They had my mom! Please let me go!" You begged as water reached your hips, lifting you off the ground, you pushed your legs so you could stay on top of the water, panting for air.

You looked up at where the water came from, your former boss watching closely as the sewer got filled to the brim with water. "P-please! I'll do anything!" You said as you reached the bars, it meant the sewer was nearly filled, the water quickly drew closer to the opening, fear taking your mind. "Tsk...I'd told you...you know I won't forgive you...so why don't you shut the hell up and let the water do its work?" Your fingers were crushed under the heavy boots of your boss, but you still kept holding on to the bars for dear life.

You opened your mouth to beg again, but water reached into it, stuffing your throat as you tried to breathe, but there was no air. Your lungs desperately tried to take in air but it was just water that came inside, and after painful struggles to breathe, your body gave in. Your vision turned dark, your body feeling heavy as you sank into the water. Darkness had fully engulfed you when a hand reached out for you, pulling you out of the darkness-

"Ow!" Your roommate's whimper made you come back to reality. "Oh, I'm sorry!" You apologized quickly as you patted Rosie's head, making her huff. "Don't you have eyes? My head hurts! Brush more delicately!" She said as she glared at you in the small mirror attached to the wall, Rosie and you had managed to get your hands on a mirror, it helped you get ready faster than the others. You pouted "Sorry! I was just thinking about what's going to happen today!" You said, and it was partly true. Your worry for the future reminded you of your unpleasant past.

Rosie sighed "I don't know about you Y/N but I'm the most hard luck of all! I'm sure I'll end up with a butcher or something like that and I have to cook for him my whole life!" You slapped her head gently "Oh shush you! Don't talk like that! The dark gods may hear you and you know how mischievous they get when they want to play with your fate!" Rosie hummed "You're right...but let's be honest...they are playing with yours more than mine right now..." the realization of what she had said made your whole body shiver as your breath caught in your chest.

"Rosie, will you stop giving Y/N a heart attack?" Jacob said as he glared at her over the letters he was reading, making the maid shut her mouth quickly. You looked at the butler as he went back to reading the letters, your heart beating faster as he looked at the three different envelopes, reading them closely. You didn't know the language of the nobles so you had asked Jacob, one of a few friends you had in the mansion, to read them for you. "Anything interesting?" You asked Jacob in a hushed voice as you continued to brush Rosie's hair.

"Shhh!" Jacob said as he glared at you as well "How many times do I have to tell you to stop talking while I'm reading something?" You silenced yourself as well as you quietly continued brushing. You could feel your heart beating like a drum in a parade, you were not the one to worry about things a lot, but this was the most urgent thing in your life in recent years! Since the time you had entered the mansion of your master, you didn't face anything as important as what was going to happen today.

You sighed and tightened your grip on the brush. You could feel your fingers tremble and tears well up in your eyes, if it was not for your make-up that you and Rosie had spent a lot of time doing, you would have cried for a solid hour to let your anxiety subside. Your life was turning upside down again! You were just feeling a little better, Master had given you more freedom now that you had proven your worth, you even had found the luxury of having your props as a slave! But suddenly your master decided on selling everything he had, and you, his precious jewel, aka his most expensive slave, were among them too, and it meant your master was in a dire situation.

Everyone including Rosie and Jacob thought that it was because of your master's countless debts to different banks and noble houses. As an alchemist who was interested in doing revolutionary inventions, your master spent too much money, and even if he was one of the few remaining human nobles, he had run out of money soon, so he had to take it from others, and without any specific income, your master was destined to meet a very harsh end. But it was not the case, only you and your master knew that the reason for this sudden rush in selling his property was you.

You, a mere human that was found in the fountain of a ruined temple of the old gods, and was taken in by humans as a slave as a form of punishment, you had stolen food from the chief of the temple, were the reason for his misery. But how could you? You were just a human, a smart one, but still illiterate to the language of the dark lands and weak, without any magic, how could you make your master lose everything he had? People didn't know why you were so precious to your master, or why you were sold at such a high price, you were as valuable as a castle! But you knew why.

When you were killed by your boss, on earth, in the world you were living in, remnants of a deity which later you'd find were the deity of lightning, pulled you between dimensions and had given you its power, the power of clean, powerful, electricity. You were given another chance and inhumane powers. But the powers that could only be used by professional alchemists. You had turned into a magical battery and your outlet was in hands of the alchemists. Despite your luck, your chance was ruined by your hunger when you had stolen from the chief priest of the temple you were found in, you were enslaved and if it was not because of the scholar nun that was examining you before the audition that you were sold in, had found out about your powers and worth, you would've been sold as a slave to the dark masters, or the noble vampires who ruled the dark lands, the world now you were trapped in. And who knew what was going to happen to you if that was your fate?

You were bought by your master and had aided him to invent devices that worked on their own with help of your energy, and if he could sell those he'd be the richest human in the dark lands. But luck was not on your master's side, because his previous head butler, who he had gotten rid of after finding out about his disastrous actions, had found out about your master's secret, the man had spat out everything in a tavern, and the tea was spilled. Most of the people were not even understanding what he was saying, but a few had, and three noble houses had found their way to your master's house and you, his precious jewel, were going to be sold to one of the noble houses, or he was ruined by their power.

How did they had managed to agree on using your consent as a way of stopping the others to take you away? you were not sure. Maybe it was related to the fact that vampires used consent to do their filthy deeds? You had heard they couldn't feed from a victim before having their consent or they'd turn into ghouls, so maybe it was like that? You didn't know...all you knew was that you had to choose from the three invitations the noble houses had sent, and be sold to them as a concubine. It was more like a slave but with a more beautiful name, you were going to be used as a pacifier for your new master's lust and greed at the same time, you hoped they were not going to make things hard on you, well, they couldn't use you if you were dead right? Vampires were famous for being brutal to their slaves.

You were scared to death, your pale face showed everything that was going on in your mind. Jacob cleared his throat, pulling you out of your thoughts. You drew a quick breath in "Well?" You asked and Jacob sighed deeply as he ran his fingers in his hair, looking down at the three invitation letters. " I have found some things in general that they three share and I have bad and good news...which one I should tell you first?" "Good news I guess?" You said as you put the brush down, sitting next to Rosie who held your hand so you wouldn't feel alone.

"The good news is, the concubine part is optional, and it depends on you, I mean...it's about consent and stuff like that but we both know those bastards use magic so consent is nowhere to be found in their logic...you'll be treated well and earn freedom if you do as what they say..." you leaned closer "And the bad news?" "The conditions of your freedom..." you gulped, feeling the lump in your throat suffocating you already, you wanted to drown again so you wouldn't worry about your future like this. "And what are those?" "The house Luthor has the condition of having you in his house for 20 noble years..." "Hey, it's literally 200 human years!" Jacob nodded to Rosie who had said that as he continued "House Ghul is offering you freedom if you manage to please your master without dying for 20 humans years...and house Wayne...well...you have to have 6 children of your master who reach adulthood before gaining your freedom so no abortions or dying children before or after birth will be counted..."

"Why did you say there is good news? It's all bullshit!" "Well Y/N can stay in their house as a concubine for the rest of her life, you know it's better than being out there roaming the fields where ghouls and werewolves are, we know that normal people won't give her a place to stay when she leaves the noble house, even if she's not turned into a vampire at that time which is highly unlikely." You sighed as you leaned to Rosie, your head resting on her shoulder. Why nothing turned for the better? Now you were hating the deity that had saved you so much, you wished that they were truly killed by the dark gods that now were ruling the land so you wouldn’t have to live in such misery! You just wanted your tears to take the form of a sea so you'd drown in it.

"What if she resists the invitations?" Rosie said "Are you out of your mind? She'd be in big trouble if she was going to do that!" "Well, she'd run away!" "To where? To the town where people would turn her in again? Or to the fields and forest where the monsters are so she gets eaten by them or even worse?" You sighed as you tried your best to not cry.

"Isn't the Master of the house Wayne infamous for sleeping with the king's concubines?" Rosie said, gaining your attention "Yeah...you know how vampires are, if they don't find their true made they'll become the true forms of debauchery. And since house Wayne is one of the most powerful ones in the king's court, for sure the head of the house would turn into such a person. Head of the house Ghul is like that as well...but he has...better taste to be honest, instead of king's concubine he had affairs with the king's siblings and other court members. As the most powerful house of the court, the house ghul is indeed unbreakable." You frowned "How do you know these?" "Well servants have their connections and you know how people like to gossip when they have nothing to do!" Rosie said.

"What about House Luthor?" You asked, he seemed the more reasonable out of the three, he was not at least into ravishing you for decades. "Well, house Luthor is one of the pretty new houses, the head of the house is a Dampier which is truly rare in the court and is a rival of the house Wayne, house Luthor is after the House Wayne's place in the court." You hummed to yourself as you looked down at the letters. You were going to ponder about your past and possible future again when one of the maids knocked on the door. "Master's guests are here..." the maid said, making your blood freeze. "May the old gods be with you..." Rosie said, "I hate them!" You said as you stood up, fixing your best dress and striding out of the room, but before closing the door you made sure to turn around and share a worried look with your friends. You wished you could perish...

......

"What is your choice, my dear?" Your master's voice made you look up at the three men sitting in front of you. One of them seemed older than the others, with parts of his hair turned gray, his black eyes piercing through your soul. He was Ra's Al Ghul, head of the Ghul family. He tilted his head to the side as he scanned your form once again, stroking his chin.

At Al Ghul's right side sat Bruce Wayne, the head of house Wayne, a tall man with piercing blue eyes, you could feel as if he was going to search through your mind just with a single glance.

And at Wayne's right side was Lex Luthor, head of the house Luthor, his gleaming green eyes making you shiver in fear.

You looked back at your master who was looking at you with both regret and expectations, it was time for you to choose...you knew that they wanted something more than your flesh, they were greedy and dangerous, and no one knew what they were going to do with your powers. But if you resisted you and your master would be in so much trouble...

what to do? What to choose?

House Ghoul House Wayne House Luthor Resist

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your-nanas-house · 2 years

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Sorry I forgot to say what the number was

Yandere older Damain x wife reader smut

300 words

Quick smut stories

Pairing: Yandere Older!Damian Wayne X wife!Reader

Warnings: smut

Words: 300

Summary: Jealous Damian fucking his wife

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. (Everyone is of age)

It was the first time in years that Damian and his wife Y/n could finally be together alone after the birth of their three children, they had planned a relaxing evening where they would watch a movie, eat together, probably cuddles and maybe sleep earlier than planned but it didn't happen that way since a text message sent by John to Y/n made Damian change his plans as he kept staring at her for a while while he admired her and waited for her to stop responding to his best friend while they were together, holding back and trying to quell the jealousy that was growing the more time passed.

He didn't succeed for long since after not even half an hour the phone was forgotten on the small table in the living room where they were and her lips were around her husband's cock as he repeated to her and asked who he belonged to and who she should give her attention to, moving his hips to quicken the rhythm and come sooner so he could hear the moans he loved so much.

Damian was so desperate to hear them that as soon as he came he quickly grabbed her by the wrist pulling her up and burying his length inside her, sighing happily at the scream that came from her lips, beginning shortly after to move his hips quickly ordering her to bounce which she did moaning loudly for him, obeying his commands while receiving pleasure and attention all over her body; her y/e/c eyes rolling back in pleasure and the nickname 'sir' constantly coming out of her mouth after Damian finished talking or thrusting harder and faster, cumming that way quickly and milking her husband's length getting probably pregnant for the fourth time.

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xxcatnissxx · 2 years

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Can I have yandere Bruce Wayne x sick wife reader x yandere playtonic son Damain wyan worry about momma reader

HMmm 🤔 okok a bit challenging....I like it thy wish is my command and I shall do my best your majesty *bows* 😌💖

**However I'm balancing tests/school atm so will try my best to get it out as fast as possible**

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wpdarlingpan · 3 years

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Greetings one of mah fave authors :) Hope you're doing well today 💖 Do you mind if I request for some yandere Damain Wayne x reader headcanons or a oneshot where the reader loves to write stuff on Wattpad and Tumblr? Oh, and will he let reader have her own Wattpad/ Tumblr account after he kidnaps her? But lol, imagine the chaos that would go down when people start saying that they love her 😂

Greeting to you as well one of my favorite authors,

I’m doing good thanks for asking ♡

~*~

After Damian kidnapped his beloved he refused to let her have her phone for the longest time, he didn’t want her contacting anyone or talking to anyone that wasn’t him or his family. Of course, he tapped her phone with the bat computer so he would see any text or call sent out or received. But, to be safe he had Drake hack her phone and made it so she couldn’t even open the apps. But, after much begging he finally allowed her to use her favorite app Wattpad to read on. He had never used the app before so he didn’t know much about it other than she could read so he didn’t have much of a problem with it.

Y/N was an author on Wattpad as well, she wrote her own stories that gained quite a lot of traction before she was kidnapped and left it on a cliffhanger for months. So, when she finally posts once again her followers went crazy, they begged her to continue the story and she was so happy her story had so many views that she couldn’t deny them this.

Whenever Damian was out she worked on the story and one day Damian came home early and saw her typing.

“What are you doing My Beloved?” Damian spoke as he walked into the room he shared with her. She squealed and jumped slightly into the air from surprise and slight embarrassment.

“Im just writing a story on Wattpad.” Y/N spoke sheepishly and saved her work before swiping out of it. Damian rose an eyebrow and looked at her suspiciously.

“I’ll read it.” He spoke and walked over to the desk she sat at before grabbing her phone and walking over to the bed. She slightly chased after him but she knew she couldn’t prevent him from doing what he wanted.

He clicked view as reader on her story and began the first page, then the second and he kept reading even as she went and grabbed a book from the small library Damian had in his room that consisted only of her favorite books. He continued reading until he reach a page with a small number to the right of a paragraph.

He clicked on it and saw a bunch of comments pop up.

“This is so good.”

“Your writing is amazing!”

“I wonder what will happen next!”

He immediately was alarmed, she could contact people on Wattpad?! He didn’t know that when he allowed her to have the app.

“Y/N.” Damian spoke in a accusingly manner.

“Yes?” She spoke, slightly scared at his tone of voice.

“Why didn’t you tell me you can talk to other people on here?”

Her eyes widened, She knew Damian didn’t want her to be able to contact the outside world. To be honest, she hadn’t minded all that much when he kidnapped her. She didn’t have any family and very few people she could hardly consider friends.

Damian looked at her with a eyebrow raised and a slight scowl on his face.

“Hmm?” He questioned again after she didn’t respond.

“Well, I really never thought about it. I promise I never commented on other things before and I haven’t wrote anything in my stories.” Damian was slightly surprised but wouldn’t show it. “I mean… I like staying here with you. You care for me more than anyone else ever has.” Y/N spoke the last part quietly and quite sheepishly but he still heard making him grin. He turned back to the story after he kissed her forehead and he pulled her to lay on his chest as she read her book and he read hers. It was when he reached the latest chapter and saw the comments.

“This is so good! Please update!”

“Wow.”

“I love you-“

“I love your writing.”

“I love this!”

Damian saw the word pop up many times through the next comments and he was growing angry. Nobody loved her, not like he did. No one deserved to love his beloved, they were all unworthy.

“Y/N.” He spoke again with a harsh tone. She looked up at him and he stared directly into her eyes.

“Yeah?”

“Who are these people? They keep saying ‘I love you’ and love this and love that! I love you! Not them!”

Damian was throwing a huge fit. He was deleting every single comment that contained the word ‘love’ in it and Y/N sat and watched him do so. She felt guilty as they were just compliments for her story and not actually her. He was standing as well, slightly pacing as he continued to dwell.

Once Damian had calmed down a little she walked over to him and held his face in her hands. He looked down at her and his eyes softened noticeably.

“It’s okay Damian. They aren’t really saying they love me, they mean the story. I have never even disclosed who I am on Wattpad. It’s just a pen name.” She attempted to ease but he still felt annoyed.

“But-“

“I know. You love me, they don’t really. They love my story. I appreciate there support of course but I am yours.”

He was stunned, of course she said it like that as he had drilled it into her head after he kidnapped her, that she was his. But it sounded better as it came out of her mouth. She placed a chaste kiss on his lips to shut it up which worked as he stood frozen for a second while she looked down sheepishly.

He gained back his senses and smirked before truly smiling for a second.

“I love you.” Damian said staring into her Y/E/C eyes. They were beautiful and bright, full of wonder as well.

“And I you.”

~*~

Sorry this was short, I wasn’t sure what to put ♡

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bittersweetcreep · 17 days

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Yandere!Red Luna!Damian Breaks into His Darling's "Home"

⚠️WARNING⚠️

Unhealthy Behavior, Smelling Clothing, and a Horny Teenage Boy

The sky was beautifully painted in different shades of orange and red, there was no clouds to be seen for miles. Looking down, Luna can be seen locking the front door of her "house." She was wearing her suit at the moment. The suit hugged her nice and tightly just the way he liked it. His eyes scanned over her hips, thighs, and eventually her ass. Damian smirked, continuing to watch from the building he's perched on.

Damain waited patiently for her to leave, and when she did, he jumped down from the building he was hiding on. Shooting out his grappling gun, he glided his way down until he landed in front of the building. So there he stood in front of Luna's "home." It was easy following her to this place, but getting in was another story. The first time he tried breaking in, he had easily picked the lock. He opened the doors to what looked like a waiting room with 2 doors leading to 2 separate hallways that lead to the same direction. But at the end of both hallways are doors that need a key card, Damain decided to better prepare himself for the next time he was going to "visit" Luna's "home" again.

It took some time to gather everything he needed i.e. using Batman's bat-tech when he's not looking. It wasn't easy getting his hands on them, and at tops took about a week much to Damian's annoyance.

He's been preparing for this very moment. He could barely contain his excitement. He picked the lock and went straight towards one of the doors, he made his way down the hall towards the door that needed a key card. Damain pulled out a copy of the key card the people here before Luna used. He made it with Batman's bat-tech.

He pushed opened the now unlocked door to see a large laboratory with 2 double doors labeled storage. He made his way to the storage doors opening them. To Damian's curiosity, there was an elevator that didn't need some kind of pass code or key card.

Stepping into the elevator, he noticed there were 2 buttons for 2 levels. Pushing the second levels button, the elevator took him straight down. The elevator doors opened to a hallway with 5 doors, all with labels. Embryo Room, Classroom, Medical Room. Training Room and Living Quarters. Damian wasn't interested in the classroom or the medical room he was more interested in the training room, her living quarters, and that embryo room.

The embryo room has a key card lock and needs a pass code too, so there is no going in that room for now. Damian decided to look around Luna's living quarters first. He opened the door to see a living room on his left and a kitchen/dining area on his right. He also found a bathroom in the hallway with a hallway closet too. They're 2 bedrooms, a master bedroom and a spare bedroom. Luna seems to be using the spare bedroom.

Damain immediately started going through her closet. While looking through her clothes, he noticed a smell, bringing an article of clothing to his nose he smelled coffee and cinnamon with vanilla. This scent it was Luna's, and it smelled so god damn good. He deeply inhaled her scent. Damian was getting so drunk off of the scent that he almost didn't notice she only had 7 outfits.

He made a note to take her out shopping sometime. He takes note of all the scarves, turtlenecks, and chokers, thinking that's her style he made a note to keep those items in mind. Going through her bookshelf, he wrote down all of the novels that's on those shelves. Most of the novels are by the same author. He wrote that down, too.

Next to the bookshelf is her desk, where she keeps all her art supplies and sketch books. Going through one of her sketch books, he saw drawings of Batman and Nightwing, especially Nightwing, even ones where he's just Dick Grayson. Damian can feel his jealousy and possessiveness taking over him, controlling himself enough to not rip out those drawings from this book and burn them until they are nothing but ashes.

Plotting a new way to kill that pretty boy without Bruce interfering again, he turns the page to find a drawing of him as Robin. It makes sense. Luna only knows him as Robin, but still, she drew him. Cracking a smile, he flipped the page to see himself again. There were 10 drawings he found of himself in total. Damian had a crazed smile. His heart was racing with an adrenaline rush, a feeling he could get addicted to.

His phone rang a familiar tone, telling him it was Bruce. Setting down Luna's sketch book, he begrudgingly answered Bruce as he made his way out of Luna's living quarters, heading straight to the elevator to exit the building. Damian will have to come up with another plan to sneak out of the Wayne mansion again and away from Bruce's supervision because he is definitely coming back.

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bittersweetcreep · 18 days

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A Day In The Life Of Red Luna!Darling

Luna normally wakes up around lunchtime. She makes herself brunch after training for 3 hours. After finishing brunch, she packs her bag with art supplies and a book she's currently reading.

After locking up her "home," she heads out to a park she frequently goes to. While on the way to said park, she makes a pit stop to a pastry shop she also frequently goes to.

At the park, she likes to spend her time reading, drawing, eating what she bought from the pastry shop, or just laying on the grass relaxing. She stays at the park for a long time and leaves around dusk to head back "home." Once back "home," she puts on her vigilante suit, then heads back out to start her long night of vigilantism. She gets back "home" around sunrise and heads straight to bed, and then the cycle repeats.

Note: I fucked up, I wrote dawn instead of dusk 🤦‍♀️

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My Vision Of A Female!Darling Damian Would Become Obsessed With {Origin and Meeting}

Origin Start

I see this darling as a lab experiment design to be the perfect weapon, although the way she was made was lack for a better word "unique." The scientist made her embryo with specific DNA traits then put her into a fertilization tank, and once out of said tank, a "caretaker" was assigned to her.

This "caretaker" was only allowed to provide the basic necessities an infant needs and was prohibited from interacting or showing affection to her. They don't want their weapon to become soft and emotionally attached to anyone, but the "caretaker's" main assignment was to get her to walk as soon as possible to begin training.

Her training was brutal and strict. She would receive severe punishments for failure or not meeting the scientists' expectations. One of said punishments was the removal of her vocal chords and purposely leaving behind a nasty scar has a reminder to do better. The training was beyond cruel but did have results.

She's mastered all 180 fighting styles and the art of stealth while also having enough strength to break bones, all while having the best reflexes to catch flying knives with her mouth and the agility to dodge flying bullets.

For the longest time, the scientists thought she had the power of teleportation, but that's not the case. In reality, she was just fast. Fast enough to stand in your eyesight one minute, then make a run for it when you blink the next, making it seem like teleportation for the one who blinked. Thank god for having the stamina to pull that off, and the scientist seemed to approve of that little party trick she could do.

She seems like the best weapon, but that wasn't enough for the scientist. They wanted the perfect weapon, so that's why they put metahuman traits in her DNA.

She's able to manipulate her own blood when it's in her body and when it's out of her body. She's also able to manipulate other's blood as well, but only if her blood is mixed in with the target's own blood. Be it the target's blood is in a puddle on the floor or physically infecting the blood that's still in their body herself via cuts, puncture wounds, shaping her blood to take the form of tiny needles at her fingertips to pierce whoever she touches.

Another way she can manipulate her blood is the changing of her own blood type, like changing it to AB+ to O-. So far, she's able to master the manipulation of all eight major blood types. She's also learned to copy someone's DNA via blood, be it the individual is dead or alive.

It was obvious she would lose a lot of blood when in a conflict. So, to prevent her from dying by blood loss, they made sure she produced more blood than the average human.

They truly did make the perfect weapon, but one thing they didn't expect was to be betrayed by that very weapon. Why the betrayal? She refuses to submit to those who don't have her respect and grown adult men who hide behind a small child while said child fights their battles? They're weak cowards, but sadly, she needs their training. So she'll play nice for now until they are of no use to her. their use ran out by the time she was 13. Her breach was a mess, and she was a mees. Her poor hair. 😢

Opening the doors of her "home," she's come to know her location. Gotham City, home to many criminals and the notorious Batman.

She had finally done it, she rid herself of those men and earned her freedom. Although she did it, she didn't think about what comes after that. She's come to realize that she could never function as anything other than a fighting machine because being a weapon has always been her purpose and if it wasn't for The Batman she would of been labeled a villain instead of vigilante.

The Batman is a strong individual with a high intellect and a skilled fighter with a moral code he never strays from. There was no way he wouldn't have earned her respect, and because he has her respect, she'll follow his example to strike fear into the hearts of criminals and bring them to justice by becoming a vigilante as well.

Origin End

Obsession Start

The first time Damian met his darling, he was still an Al Ghul, not a Wayne, and Bruce was unaware of his existence. He ran into her during one of his many missions in Gotham, so when spotting her Damian being Damian, tried to kill her on sight only to have his ass handed to him. So there he was, exhausted and restrained by what he could only assume is blood with multiple cuts, bruises, and broken bones all in and over his body, with a nasty black eye to match.

The girl raised her hand to what he assumed was to kill him, only for her to start tapping on the wall closest to them. But that was not any tapping it was morse code.

°This is not your city. it's Batman's. Know your place, and leave Al Ghul.°

With a roundhouse kicked to the head, Damian was out like a light. Upon awakening, Damain found himself up in the mountains far outside of Gotham City. How can he tell? Because even if he's lying down, he just needs to turn his head, and there is Gotham City. Sitting up, he winced, becoming aware of his many injuries.

He replayed the battle in his head, that girl was around if not the same age as him, yet she had shown skill that went beyond her years and that blood manipulation of hers was quite impressive. Remembering the way he was restrained on his knees forced to look up towards her, he felt unusual doing so, and that stare made an irresistible chill go down his spine.

With her eyes on him like that something within Damain shift and he became intrigued and dare he say infatuated. It also helps that she was quite the looker too.

It's been a week since Damian started to follow his newest and favorite target. Where she goes, he goes, be it on patrols or fighting criminals. Damian loves seeing her fight it has to be the most attractive thing he's ever seen. He tried pinpointing what part he found attractive. Was it her engaging in combat? When she uses her metahuman powers? Her breaking bones effortlessly? Whatever it is, she's one helluva girl. Yes, she's a strong girl who can protect herself and is not some damsel in distress, so why is Nightwing acting like her white knight?

Apparently, teamups with Nightwing and Batman are a normal occurrence for her, especially teaming up with Nightwing. Whenever Damian sees her teamuping with the Batman, it's strictly professional, but he can see the respect she holds for the man, and Damian wants her to respect him too. He'll need to investigate the Dark Knight and see what she respects about him. Who knows, maybe he'll be useful.

But Nightwing? He needs to stay away from what's his or else. When they team up, it's clear their relationship is more personal than professional, unlike her relationship with Batman. It's infuriating seeing them so close, doesn't that bird knows not to mess with another man's woman!? Who does he think he's messing with?! He is Damian Al Ghul, the heir to the League of Assassins and the son of a demon!

"Hey Luna, we're still on for tomorrow?"

°and miss out going to the spa? Wouldn't dream of it, Nightwing.°

.....They know each others civilian identities? Are they that close? No, this is the last straw he needs to do something about this, but what? Well, luck must be on his side because here he is standing in the Wayne manor with his father Bruce Wayne, or should he say Batman. Looks like the Dark Knight will be useful after all.

But it looks like Nightwing comes by to the manor every so often, or should he say Dick Grayson, his new brother. Dick has his own place, but he also sleeps at the manor sometimes. Damian would use those opportunities to get him out of the picture and away from his girl, but Bruce catches him every time.

So, as a way to keep an eye on him and teach him the value of human life, Bruce made Damian Robin. Damian wasn't happy, to say the least, but...

"Robin meet Red Luna she teams up with us every so often, and now she'll be teaming up with you."

°it's a pleasure to meet you, Robin. I hope you can keep up.°

Maybe being Robin can be useful.

"I'm more than capable of keeping up with a beauty like you."

Obsession End

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bittersweetcreep · 1 month

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My Vision Of A Female!Darling Damian Would Become Obsessed With {Fun Facts and Vigilante Suit}

• Communicates through morse code and sign language

• Has 7 outfits for each day of the week

• All of her outfits have either a scarf, a turtleneck, or a choker to cover her scar

• Her only hobbies are reading and art

• Likes to read gothic novels the most

• Likes to use charcoal pencils and charcoal sticks

• After killing everyone in the lab, Damian's Darling did some digging around and found that she was to kill a number of targets that also included Batman and all of the Al Ghul bloodline

• Her vigilante name is Red Luna

• Others shorten her vigilante name to just Luna

Vigilante Suit

I found this on Pinterest and don't know who this belongs to, so credits to the original owner

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bluetooththereptile · 8 months

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I don't have a good skill in art like at all, but I'm tempted to give it a shot, so thanks honey, I'll be drawing this and step by step publish it on my blog!

Wish me luck! @lukestansblog

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bluetooththereptile · 2 years

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His mother

Yandere Bruce Wayne x Naga reader x Yandere Damian Wayne

(Gif by unknown)

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

Tw: yandere themes, abduction, mentions of injury and memory loss

You haven’t had felt such warmth before, the sun you were used to bathe in its sunlight was not compared to the immense warmth of those heaters, you held the baby that had cling to your bare chest tighter and slipped into the water tank, it wasn’t like home, it died to feel the same, the water was polluted with some things that tall human had called “sterilization” or something like that, it made you feel uncomfortable, it didn’t hurt you but it wasn’t like home, that little happy corner of the jungle you had marked as your territory…that was your home until humans came and took you away, to lock you up in a large room that was more like those places you had seen from the jungle’s watcher’s magic box…what was the name? oh right Zoo, it felt like you were one of those animals that were caged in a zoo and the glass walls that gave the humans the ability to watch your every move.

You wanted to go home, but the water made you feel weak like there was something in the air that when you sniffed smelt like salty water, but more intense, you didn’t know that the humans that had captured you were drugging you and your baby to make you both weaker and more vulnerable so they can handle you better. More like turn you into a domesticated beast, you sighed, sinking completely into the water as your nostrils got closed, the baby latched on your nipple as you two cooled down your body temperature. You closed your eyes and gulped down the uncomfortable feeling in your throat, if it wasn’t for your child you wouldn’t even be here! Oh, what mothers do for their little ones.

It all had started six full moons ago, when you were crawling on the forest’s ground, looking for any possible prey that you could find, your digestive system would work faster when you were sad, being alone for life Naga was not a pleasant thing to deal with. Many nagas lived in groups and were sleeping for half of the year but you were cast outside your horde for being too humane and interested in them, they forbade any Naga in the area to mate or even talk with you, completely throwing you away. You would sigh as you dwelled between the trees, maybe a deer would be a good supply for a month or two. You stuck your tongue out to smell the air, only to spot something fresh and rather sweet, blood.

You thought it was a dead animal but when you reached the old oak tree, seeing a young human hanging from the branches of the tree, your hunger was long forgotten. Many Nagas would try to kill and eat the humans, but you were not comfortable with hurting any of them, you had found out that the forest you lived in was protected by humans, so actually you owed them, plus the things they owned were fascinating! like that magic box that would show things, you had never seen. So you would crawl up to carefully take the little human off of the branches and put him down.

It was a boy, with short black hair and the second skin he wore was odd, you had never understood why humans had a secondary skin that would change color now and then? later you find out they were clothes, but still, you couldn’t understand their function. The boy was heavily injured, his face was nearly shattered and

arm and legs were broken, he must have had hit one of those big moving trunks, you had seen some deers and other animals get smashed by them as they tried to pass the black way to the other side of the forest, but why he was upon the tree? did the moving trunk hit him that hard that threw him there? hearing a whimper from the boy you snapped out of your thoughts and put your hand on his face to stop the bleeding, you knew bleeding would hurt an injured living being a lot.

You didn’t know how to fix his injuries, you didn’t have any herbs or leaves to use, so you thought of the only way to save him, if other nagas knew you were giving a part of yourself to the human you would be dead, but damn the horde, you were an outsider already. Nagas would share some parts of their bodies to help in speeding the healing. You didn’t know if it could work but the boy needed help and you couldn’t let him die there! So you took one of your eyes out, even if it hurt so much, no put it on the empty eye hole, letting your blood dripping on his face you watched as his the eyes moved to fix itself in its new owner’s place, to your joy the blood seemed to work as well, you needed was time…but the boy was too weak to move him to the other side of your territory, where you would rest in your haven, so you carefully dragged the boy with you on the old oak tree, so you were away from any dangers, you hugged him tightly to your body and fell asleep with hearing to his weak heartbeat.

You didn’t know how many days had passed but when you felt something squirm in your arms you woke up to see the human boy stare at you with wide curious eyes, he seemed that he was not shocked or scared by your snake-like features “M-mother?” your eyes widened as well, the boy’s voice barely reaching you, did he…just call you mother? Why? he just stared at you and you didn’t say anything…he was rather cute, with your snake-like eye in his eye hole, he was fully recovered, you even reached your hand to tug on his cheek, the boy closed his eyes and leaned to your touch to which you couldn’t help but smile.

You carefully wrapped your tail around his body and put him down on the ground and the boy sat there looking around like he was a child at was seeing things for the first time. You crawled down from the tree “See?” you pointed to the sun in the sky as it went toward the mountains, it was the early period of the day, good, he could find his way “Follow the mountains, when the sun is in the middle of the sky you will reach the forest’s guardian’s territory…he can help you!” Your voice was low but it showed how genuine you were in helping him. The boy looked at you like he didn’t understand what you were saying “Go! go and find other humans!” you said and pushed him toward where you had pointed before fixing his secondary skin and crawling away.

Much to your surprise, the boy was there when you crawled out of your cave to find food again. You both stared at each other before he walked toward you and you found him hugging your form without any fear, he trembled as he cried, clearly thinking you were letting him go! you were too confused to understand what was happening, so you thought that keeping him for some days to take him to the guardian’s territory was a good idea.

Days passed, and you found yourself not wanting to let the boy go. He didn’t remember most of the things from his past, only knowing that he had a father out there…who? you couldn’t find out. The boy called your mother, saying that you were the first person he had met and you had helped him, that something in him told him to cling to your side. Your blood was in his veins so you were his mother right?

A full moon had passed when he came back to the cave with an egg in his hands. He said that the cave he had found it in was abounded, you felt sorry at hearing that, the mother of the egg must have died when she was at hunting. you knew a thing or two about keeping eggs so you decided to take the baby in as well, when the boy was gone the baby could be a good companion for you. They would hatch within days, giving birth to the boy’s sibling, Damian…the boy, your son, liked to take the baby in his arms and rock it gently, talking about never letting his mother and siblings go, and you were happy to hear that. Life couldn’t be better, but any happiness would end in one way or another.

Five full moons passed till when you hear one of those giant birds humans used to fly in the sky, you thought it would fly away and ignored it, but in one day three of them flew into the area, more of them showing up as the time passed, Damian felt uneasy and the baby would cling to your breasts like they could feel something strange was coming.

It was not until the night humans set their feet in your cave that you found out it was too late to do something about those giant birds, Damian was manhandled by a human that had black secondary skin, looking more like those bats at the end of the cave. You tried to attack the human but you were knocked out by his Har punch, the last things you could remember were Damian’s groans, the baby’s crying, and the man’s gruff voice calling your son by the name, telling him to calm down.

Since then you had found yourself in this cage, learning that Damian was the son of that bat human, that he had taken you and the baby away from your forest since Damian insisted that you were his mother. You didn��t know how much time had passed, only the baby’s growth and Damian’s random arrivals to the cage kept you busy and reminded you that the time was passing.

But things tended to get more strange, you pleaded Damian to tell his father to let you and the baby go, that you and his sibling didn’t have a place among humans, but the boy only stared at you dead in the eyes “Your place is here mother…with me, with your family!” family? you didn’t understand what he meant only to have the human that seemed to be Damian’s father walk in the cage, the first time nearly killed him by lashing out and biting his neck with your venomous fangs, the man left you and your children alone, but Damian was not happy about it, he even raised his voice at you “He just wanted to meet you! why can’t you act normal?”

Since then the water felt uncomfortable, the air having a stinking aura, and you felt numb. You crawled out of the water again, to see Damian sit next to the pool “Hello mother” he smiled; tiling his to the side cooing at seeing his sibling make a gurgling sound and make grabby hands for him. Damian took the baby from you and you watched as he kissed the baby’s face several times, the baby’s tail curling around his arm. You watched them with a soft smile, only to your peaceful moments to be ruined by feeling the water move and two large arms cling to your body.

It was him, the man…Bruce, as Damian had called him. The man buried his head in the crook of your neck, finally getting the chance to touch you “Good girl” he cooed in your ear, Damian’s smile widen as he saw you two together. You closed your eyes, wishing that you had never left your cave at that fateful night…but it was too late…

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bluetooththereptile · 1 year

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Alright so

Blue here! I'm still on my writers block and I'm trying to improve my art, some yandere portraits are on the way btw, and I've got an idea for you that have read some of my works.

What if, I make the reader from the unwelcomed embrace date the male reader from the being a Wayne fic? The daughter of superman and poison ivy dating batman's son that is on the run from his family? The couple being anti heros, saving world on their own?

If yes please make sure to suggest more elements to the story I'd love to include it in, also if you want to be tagged mention your ids!

Also I leave the link to the two oneshots here if you are curious about the context of their stories!

Hope you are having a wonderful time whenever you are reading this, with love, blue 💙

Being a Wayne

Unwelcomed embrace

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bittersweetcreep · 18 days

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Bands And Songs Red Luna Listens To

Favorite Bands & Artists

Black Veil Brides

My Chemical Romance

Falling In Reverse

Icon For Hire

Simon Curtis

Favorite Songs From Those Bands & Artists

Born Again- Black Veil Brides

In the End- Black Veil Brides

The Vengeance- Black Veil Brides

Welcome to the Black Parade- My Chemical Romance

Teenagers- My Chemical Romance

Na Na Na- My Chemical Romance

I'm Not A Vampire- Falling In Reverse

Make A Move- Icon For Hire

Get Well- Icon For Hire

Flesh- Simon Curtis

Diablo- Simon Curtis

Super Psycho Love- Simon Curtis

Favorite Songs From Other Bands & Artists

Damage- Fit For Rivals

I Hate Everything About You- Three Days Grace

Shut Me Up- Mindless Self Indulgence

For Your Entertainment- Adam Lambert

Runnin'- Adam Lambert

Can You Feel My Heart- Bring Me The Horizon

IN MY MOUTH- BLACK DRESSES

This is War- Thirty Seconds to Mars

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bittersweetcreep · 18 days

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How I See Yandere!Red Luna!Damian: Like Mother Like Son

The tldr

Damain Yandere Type

Possessive

Manipulation

Self-Indulgent

Impulsive

Stalker

Overly Jealous

Talia Yandere Type

Possessive

Manipulative

Sadistic

Puppet Master

I see Damian being like his mother, so let's talk about Talia first. I see her being the type needing to own and dominate her love Bruce, and becoming aggressive if her ownership is threatened. Will exercise her control and influence over him by using his secrets and weaknesses against him.

Will inflect suffering upon Bruce by bringing about emotional or physical harm to him. She derives pleasure from doing this. She's the type to let her darling escape only to dash his hopes by recapturing him. She's fascinated with the physical, mental, and emotional limitations of her Bruce and how far she can push those limitations. All in all, she just wants to watch her beloved squirm.

Most yanderes rush with their plans to obtain their darling, but she's a lot slower and is more methodological with her approach in obtaining her love. This involves overly complicated schemes that will eventually get her Bruce. Everything she does tends to have an overarching logic to it. She'll do anything for Bruce, She'll do anything to have him in the pawn of her hand.

Now Damian isn't the sadistic or puppet master type, but he is possessive and manipulative. He doesn't like Luna making independent decisions. He wants her dependent on him and will remove all of her safety nets to do so, but their relationship will appear normal to others around them and even Luna herself. He will use Luna's trust to create wedges between her and those that will get between them. Damian is always encouraging co-dependence in any form, to small things like him brushing her hair or getting groceries for her to things not so small like supporting her financially.

Damain gets jealous over everyone, even random strangers Luna will likely never see again. Like that college student working the register? Jealous. That nice elderly man recommending a pastry? Jealous. The librarian helping Luna find a book? Jealous. He even gets jealous over Batman and Nightwing, aka Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson, two adult men.

He's selfish, satisfying his own desires and whims without restraint. Acting according to what he wants rather than thinking what's best for Luna or others. He wants Luna to pamper him and gets annoyed when not given praise. Has an "I come first" attitude towards Luna. Imagine having impulsive behavior mix with all of this selfish behavior. Acting in response to his emotions, not thinking or caring for those around him, or how his actions would affect others. He's prone to erratic mood changes, to possessiveness, jealousy, overreacting, kidnapping, and murder.

He likes to keep tabs on Luna. Like the places she would go, what she's doing, and who she's associating with. One way he keeps tabs on her is by following her around without her knowing. Another way is placing a mini microphone tracker on her person and once again without her knowing. He'll also place cameras around her "house" so he can observe her 24/7.

Damian wishes to know everything possible about Luna in the hopes he can catch her eye, like when she sees the cover of the book he's reading and what do you know she's read that book too! Or Damian what's to pick up art but doesn't know how to draw, what you'll teach me? Thanks! Another reason he wants to know what she likes is so he can shower her in gifts that she'll like. He would write all he's learned in a journal so he wouldn't forget a single detail.

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