YJ/Batbros/ DC Movie Boys x Reader

Claim (Yandere Werewolf Damian x Reader)

((So my information on werewolves might suck so I apologize if I get something wrong. Please keep in mind that I haven't done a werewolf one or vampire either. And I see kind of the Damian that is more bold and kind of like in the Tomboy series. Like how he wasn't afraid to be a bit of a flirt with some girls and stuff. Oh and he will be ass. This was requested, but I did change a bit of it up. I apologize that it wasn't exactly how it was to be done. I still hope this is good.))

September 21st

I have no indication why I am even writing in this journal. Apparently father and my oldest brother thinks it is a better way for me to "vent" and "express" my emotions or feelings. This is getting quite idiotic. I also asked what else one would write in these and my response was also some possible facts. I just turned eighteen and I have been told I need to look for a mate. Which frankly bullshit. Just because my father and my brothers have found their mates, and have sprawled out and became alphas, does not mean I need a mate. Which brings me to my next fact, my father enrolled me in Gotham Academy for my senior year of high school.

All of my brothers have went to Gotham Academy, yet I have surpassed all of them in all scholar skills. Father also said I might find a new potential mate at Gotham Academy. I refuse to associate to find a mate.

Damian looked at what he wrote and stared at it. "Why did I even write in this?" He asked himself. He put his pen away and put the journal in his bookshelf. A knock rapped on his bedroom door and he opened it. There stood Alfred and he looked at Alfred with not much emotion. "Hello Pennyworth."

"Master Damian I came to give you your school uniforms. They all have been washed and ironed. I hope you will not wrinkle them." Alfred began. He held five school uniforms, on hangers, in his hand.

"I won't wrinkle them." Damian said in a monotone voice. Damian took the uniforms and hung them in his closet. He felt Alfred leave and Damian looked out of his window and how the sun was setting.

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You itched at the bruise you had on the bend of your elbow. When did you get a bruise there and when did it become so itchy all of a sudden? Your mother, Dinah Lance, looked at you as she served food on the table. She had served your favorite meal and your dad sat across from you while your brother was to your right.

"Where'd that bruise come from?" Your dad, Oliver Queen, asked.

"I don't know. I am going to blame it on Roy though." You said with a smirk.

Your brother, Roy Harper, gave you a look. "I didn't do that to you. Don't be spreading lies."

You giggled and calmed down. "I seriously don't know though. Maybe it was when I at gym class yesterday? Maybe I bumped into a locker or something. It does itch like crazy though." You said.

"Don't scratch at it then." Your dad said.

You gave your dad a look. "Gee never thought of that dad." You said sarcastically.

"Oliver quit teasing her." Your mom said with a small smile.

Roy snickered at that. Soon everyone was eating and discussing about school, missions, and work. When you froze completely and sniffed the air very slightly. You could smell something out of the ordinary. Leather, a metallic smell, cloth that smelled like it came straight out of the rain, and a hint of floral shampoo. You weren't huffing the air or making obvious but you could seriously smell it. No one at the table seemed to smell it. You looked over and glanced at the gear that was down the hallway. Your mom and dad went on a mission earlier and your mom always had a leather jacket on and your dad had metallic arrows. The floral shampoo could be a new shampoo that your mother was using.