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I gotta say, when I first wrote this, I absolutely hated it. Now, I kinda love this? Like holy crap 17 year old me, you wrote half decently. I really hope I could write like this again because this was so sweet. Is it perfect? Nope. I found a few errors but like this is so cute?????

When Rabbits Fall - Damian Wayne x Reader Headcanon

Requested by @animegaminfreak , “ Hello big fan of your writing I enjoy it very much and I wonder if you might be interested in writing a fanfic about Damian x reader where she/he is a forced villain, and somehow they just end loving each other❤️”

AN: Okay I’m so sorry this took me so long for me to write! Just school is ending for me and I’ve got a whole lot of stuff to catch up on. Anyway, if your sensitive to violence or anything that concerns with it, then please don’t read. Either way please enjoy, send in some requests and know that I love you guys! (Also the Jason fic is coming, maybe after Monday next week because it’s my last day and I’ve been in an angsty mood so beware. XD)

~To say you had a hard life would be an understatement.

~Especially when your father was the personification insanity, the Joker.

~Yeah, you didn’t have any chance at having a normal life, let alone a sane mind.

~Most of your childhood was one of constant fear, the only thing that comforted you back then was your mother, Harley Quinn.

~She wasn’t the best mom (She was absolutely mental also, but she kept herself in check most of the time.) but she was yours either way and you loved her and she’d protect you from almost everything.

~Well, everything except your father, now that man was sadistic even towards you.

~She couldn’t even protect herself from him.

~Often times, he’d beat her in front of you just to watch you break and only to leave you with her barely conscious body.

~You weren’t off limits from his beatings, especially if you were being a “bad girl” during training.

~Now that was the worst part for you.

~At first you hated the insanity of the fighting your father put you through, but you were more scared of the fact that if you didn’t “put on the best performance” you’d face your father’s unending wrath.

~So like the “good” little girl you were, you followed all of Daddy’s orders, his manipulations causing you to go down the rabbit hole of insanity.

~What didn’t help this was that you were never alone and everywhere Joker and Harley went, so did you.

~Everything they did you had to watch and learn, no matter how much the very small part of your brain that could be considered semi-sane was saying that maybe this was wrong.

~Either way, you couldn’t listen to that small voice, it could prove deadly and you did want to disappoint daddy dearest.

~After a little while, the world of the underground knew you were Ace, the highest of all the cards in Joker’s deck.

~You had gone through your father’s training, and you had become another psychotic clown in the family.

~By the time you were eleven years old you were a killing machine with not much difficulty, your father made sure of that.

~Then the new Robin came.

~At the time you were with your father, causing trouble in an abandoned theme park when you had first met him.

~In your eyes, you saw fresh meat and a new plaything.

~In his eyes, you were just a heartless and insane killer who needed to be brought down.

~And so the feud (To you it was more like a game.) between Ace and Robin began.

~It seemed to be a forever going cat and mouse game, you’d do something illegal with your parents and the next thing you were running away and laughing like a madwoman.

~On one such occasion though, you were starting to get bored of the same game, as you guys had been at this for the past couple of years, and at the moment you were fighting against Robin.

~It was practically a round of tag for you.

~”Ugh why do you always have to be it?” Your high pitched voice says, dodging a punch that was aimed at your face.

~”Do you seriously think that this is a game?!” It wasn’t voiced as a question, he was just getting annoyed and the fight was starting to exhaust him. (Which is saying something, because this is Damian for crying out loud.)

~”It is a game,” You kick at his side knocking him to the ground and pulling up your bat (It was like your mother’s but all black and with little aces dotting around the wood.), “And now I’m it!” you say swinging down only to be blocked by his katana.

~Ultimately it was a long fight and in the end, you slipped away from getting apprehended.

~It would go on like this for years, and boy did Damian hate it.

~Out of all the villains that tested him the most, you were the one who pulled at his patience the most.

~Seriously, at fifteen you were the biggest pain in the ass in his book, and to his sixteen-year-old-self, something about you unnerved him, he just didn’t know what.

~But even when he thought he had you all figured out, it all got turned on its head in an instant.

~Hell, you didn’t even know that you even still had a soft side, that is until you found a white rabbit get thrown out a window.

~By some miracle you caught the little guy.

~Like seriously

the one time that you are outside alone, a bunny gets thrown out a window.

~How could someone hurt something so cute?!

~So you did the only you could think of.

~Which was to put the shaking ball of fluff into your jacket securely, and climbing up the window to have a “Talk” with the once owner. (Which consisted of you beating the shit out of the man, while screaming “DON’T BUY A BUNNY FOR EASTER IF YOU ARE NOT GOING TO TAKE CARE OF IT!”)

~The whole time Robin was watching and he was just ShOoK.

~What surprised him the most was the point that you actually were doing something kinda (?) noble? ~Well your method of beating the dude was wrong but the overall message was right?

~He did have to (Unfortunately.) stop you from beating the dude to death.

~You weren’t up much for a fight with him.because you didn’t want to hurt Sky (Yeah you named them already, and Sky was a funny name for them.), so you easily lost that fight>

~But he didn’t arrest you for some reason???

~He was just staring at the (Now oddly enough calm.) rabbit on your chest.

~Then he suddenly turned around and yelled back to you.

~”This is the one and only time I will let you go, don’t get used to this.” With that he was gone and you were just staring at the spot he was at.

~Seriously, what the actual heck?

~He was actually being nice to you?

~What was this feeling in your chest?

~You didn’t know, but you now had to take care of the little creature now cuddling your chest (Aw!) and then the terrifying thought of your father came through.

~If he found Sky, then things would not be good for neither of you. (You were more worried about them then you were about you at the moment.)

~But looking down at them, you know you couldn’t leave them at a shelter, so for the first time ever you rebelled, and took Sky back with you.

~You hid them in your jacket and by some miracle you were able to sneak them in and put her in your room, and (Temporarily) put her in a shoebox.

~The next day you were able to sneak in a proper cage (Only when you weren’t in the room, otherwise they had mostly free rain.)

~And by the end of the week, Sky had everything she needed.

~There was just one problem though, Harley was noticing that something was up with you.

~You were more in your room then you were with them and you had been very jumpy lately.

~She could tell you were hiding something.

~So, when you were out with your father, she went in there and was very surprised, but at the same time wasn’t. (You were always had a sweet spot for animals, especially rabbits.)

~When you came back and saw her playing with Sky, you were pretty sure that your short life flashed before your eyes because you really thought that the two of you were dead meat.

~So you just stood there, all the blood drained from your face.

~”Please don’t let him hurt them.” You felt like a little kid again, and it wasn’t a good feeling.

~Harley’s heart broke a little, “You know better then to hide things, babycakes.”

~”He’d hurt them, please.” You were at the point of a mental breakdown, hell, you were begging at this point.

~Harley looks at the rabbit in her hands, a small smile on her face. ”You know, when you were a baby, there was this stuffie you had, it was a bunny and you carried that little thing everywhere. It was one of the cutest things ever.”

~But then a rare dark look came on her face, “But one day he took it from your chubby little hands and ripped the thing. You were devastated.”

~”Please…” Your eyes were welling.

~Finally she sighs, “I won’t say anything but be careful, babycakes.”

~It felt like the world was lifted off your shoulders, and you bolted to her arms in a hug.

~Things didn’t last long though.

~It was during another fight with the Batman and Robin, and you were of course fighting against Robin, while your dad was up against the Bats.

~He was losing, and he needed a distraction, so he was going to use you as one.

~The next thing you knew, you felt a stabbing pain shoot up through your side, causing you to crumple to the ground with a scream, turning to see one of your father’s knives stabbed through your midsection.

~Both Batman and Robin were shocked, and this gave the Joker the opening he needed to escape.

~But they came back to their senses, they weren’t about to let you die.

~You were on your back, Robin now applying pressure to your side while you were muttering out the same word, “Sky.”

~He was confused, until he connected the dots with the rabbit you rescued months ago.

~With all of this you passed out, the blood loss getting too much.

~When you wake up, everything is blinding and fuzzy around the edges, but you could feel the cool metal of cuffs on your wrists.

~Yeah, you were locked up somewhere, and you didn’t know where.

~But the pain in your side was what you were focusing on until the crushing realization of what you left came to mind.

~So basically you shot straight up, a fresh jolt of pain shooting through your side.

~Groaning you lay back down tears in your eye, moreover the rabbit then the actual throbbing pain in your side.

~And there you stayed for a couple weeks. (You only realized that it was Arkham Asylum after a couple hours of being awake.)

~That was until the one and only Batman and Robin came in to have a “chat”.

~They basically wanted to form a deal with you.

~Tell them all you could about the Joker’s plans and then they’d get you out of Arkham (Under close supervision of course.)

~Well you were hesitant to say the least but you looked at Robin when you said, “I’ll take you to his safe house, but I’m getting Sky.”

~He only nods and it’s all set in stone.

~You team up that day and honestly that was the start of a new chapter.

~You guys were able to sneak into the hideout, but you disapeared a couple moments after things started heating up.

~They both thought you ran for it as they were captured and tied upside down in the classic Joker fashion.

~That is until you just walked right in, holding your black bat looking like you took a nice little walk.

~Joker saw and “invited” you back in with open arms, saying “My little girl is back, come to Papa!”

~You walked over to him, a small smirk growing on your lips as all of the sudden you pull your bat up and swing it hard, hitting him straight in the face.

~The Bats was shook.

~Robin was shook.

~Even the knocked out Joker was shook.

~Humming a cheery tune, you pull a lever, letting Batman and Robin go.

~”Okay, what kinda stunt do you think you were-” Robin stalked over to you, your chests barely touching, only to then did he notice the little fluffy head that decided to pop out at that very moment.

~That effectively shut him up and you contently went back with them after they arrested your father.

~After that, you went to stay at the Teen Titans tower, where you could be watched but still was a hell of a lot better than anywhere else you stayed.

~Now the other young heroes were very cautious of you at first, and sometimes could be very mean, not that you could blame them.

~But after an incident involving a mind bending alien, they finally realized that you weren’t out to get them.

~You were honestly so freaking happy about it, you just about hugged everyone.

~Some people didn’t mind.

~Others didn’t.

~Damian didn’t know what to think, if anything he was seriously enjoying it. (Even though he was as stiff as a board.)

~You just moved on smiling, thinking it was a normal broody Robin thing.

~He could feel the heat resonating off his cheeks watching you leave.

~So that night he had a lot of thinking to do, he didn’t sleep that much because of it.

~He realized that he seriously liked you too much, so he was going to avoid you at all costs.

~You noticed, and it stung.

~Like you enjoyed getting on his nerves, the little smirk that would grow at the side of his lips when he thought of a comeback, the sparkle in his eye when he was training.

~Uh oh, were you falling for him? ~Yes you were, but it scared you shitless.

~You didn’t see anything positive that went down with your parents relationship, they weren’t good role models in that department.

~Plus what if you turned like your dad, or what if you were hurt and manipulated like your mother? ~Again, your mind was trying to make you lose it, so you did what anyone who has emotional trauma does, hide their emotions and true feelings.

~But one day you and Damian were paired up for a mission that you guys thought would be a simple get in and get out thing.

~Yeah, it didn’t go as planned.

~Turns out it was one of the Scarecrow’s hideouts and he saw it as the perfect opportunity to use his fear toxin.

~You pushed Damian away when it was shot at him.

~Lets just say that the toxin did it’s job, it showed you your truest nightmares, to the point were you couldn’t even stand.

~You saw many things and felt so many things.

~One was your father holding a crowbar and slamming you over and over again.

~Another was when your mother appeared and he beating her to a point where you couldn’t tell if she was even breathing.

~Then the worst one was when Damian appeared, just like your mother he was beat too.

~But unlike her he stood back up, his joints at odd angles, and his katana forming from his hand as he staked towards you.

~You begged for many things, for him to stop, for you to die quickly, and for him not to hurt you.

~But it all fell on deaf ears as you were cut down by his sword.

~You woke in the tower’s infirmary crying in hysterics.

~No one, knew what to do and everyone felt horrible because they didn’t know how to help you.

~Robin was the one who was the worst about it.

~You were trying to save him and now you were a shivering and terrified mess.

~Yet he stayed with you the entire time you were unconscious and wen he heard you muttering for him not to hurt you, his heart broke.

~Then you woke up crying.

~He did the most not him thing that he ever did by going onto the bed and holding you in his arms.

~Eventually, you realized that he was not a threat and cried into his shirt, clinging to it as your sobs shook your very core.

~Damian just held you, being the support that you desperately needed.

~When all was said and done, you shakedly looked up at him, your eyes puffy from the tears.

~And he was looking down at you and something just clicked in the both of your guys mind as your faces inched closer and your lips finally touching.

~It was a sweet kiss and when both of you separate the both of you smile softly, but you look away towards the ground.

~”I don’t know where this will end up but are you sure that you want to deal with me? With my blood, it’s not good.”

~He puts his hand softly under your chin bringing it to look into his eyes, “My family isn’t wholly on the right side either, I’m Ra’s Al Ghul’s grandson.”

~Well that was new information to you but you smile slightly anyway.

~”We make a funny little pair, the daughter of a madman and the grandson of the League of Assassins.”

~”The most humorous of all.” With that, he kisses you again and you guys wouldn’t have it anyother way.

#viv speaks #reblog #old fic #oh my god I was a baby when I wrote this #and I remember that I really didn’t like it #but it’s so mushy and adorable #i hope to write like this again #both in style and consistency #like damn I haven’t written any fics in like two or three years?#i mean I dabbled in other things but I never posted them #maybe I should idk #someone take my phone away from me #it’s three in the freaking morning

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