Until The Inevitable | Damian Wayne x Fem!Reader

                                    

                                          
Description: AU where flowers bloom on you where your soulmate is injured.
                          
Request(s): Would you ever consider writing a Damian soulmate au fic like the one you wrote for Jon? I loved that one and I think it would be interesting to see something like that for Damian-- plus with how much you like him and how well you write I know it'll be amazing. 
                          
Words: 3359 (I can't write below 2000 words sorry)
                          
Notes: I decide to write another soulmate au but I used a different prompt from when I wrote Jon's! I'm using the flower bloom au thanks to @milkywayheartcupcake! Au where flowers bloom on you where your soulmate is injured. Like if they get a paper cut on their finger, flowers start to bloom from your finger. I changed it to be tattoos instead. =D
                          
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"Your soulmarks are gone!" Observed a classmate, drawing the attention of the whole room,"Wow! That means you found them! You're so lucky!"
                          
"Your soulmarks," your friend whispered in awe, gently grazing the skin a thousand marks once were,"Have I met them? Are they nice? What does it feel like? Why were there so many?"
                          
"You have soulmarks!" Your best friend cheers, wrapping you up in their embrace,"Oh, tell us that we know them? Who is it? Go on—spill!"
                          
Y/N L/N had done the impossible before. But her definition of "impossible" is completely different from the rest of the 7 billion people populating the Earth. Perhaps that's why you've managed to overcome these incredible, daring feats. Or maybe you were just lucky. After all, most people who don't study for standardized testing don't ace. Most people can't improvise a battle strategy in the middle of a war zone after the first was botched, and then win. Most people can't take down a dozen armed men without breaking a sweat. Most people haven't met their soulmate—nevermind at only the fine age of sixteen. But then again, most people aren't Batgirl. And Batgirl is a master of mastering the impossible.
                          
Soulmates, to the world, are exaggerated to be impossible. The subject had been put on society's backburner and solely arose with its hands entwined with headlines like scientific discovery, faith-in-humanity-returned spins, or worse, horoscopes. Soulmates became something you talked about at sleepovers. Maybe you talked to your spouse about it—hey, you may not be "the one", but you're still here and I still love you and perhaps it's better that I got to choose you—and thus soulmates earned their space snugly shoulder-to-shoulder with the cryptids category. In short, if you woke up to a bouquet of flowers sizzling against your skin only to discover your friend had earned an injury in the same place, guess what—you won the ticket for special snowflake! You were officially impossible.
                          
But remember, your definition of impossible is different. Impossible, to you, is a mantra. You've heard it a thousand times from relatives and strangers alike. You've prayed the word as you moved mountains and saved the world. Because to you, impossible was just a word to inform you of the challenge present. And you bet your ass that you would find a way to cross-out the im each and every time. Barbara Gordon, Cassandra Cain, and Stephanie Brown had all done the same before you. That was definitely what made you Batgirl.
                          
So of course, it's logical to conclude that you'd find an impossible way to make being soulmates infinitely more paradoxical.
                          
Y/N L/N and Damian Wayne, the latest incarnation of Batgirl and Robin—you are soulmates. The first unbroken pair to come out of the classic duo. That's what makes it impossible. Because it had never quite interlocked so nicely until you, never before had a Batgirl and Robin bore flowers like overgrown gardens. Damian is really your everything, and the bond was too ancient and strong to bend, nevermind break as it had done before. Maybe this would never end. Or maybe that was just you hoping. But if Barbara and Stephanie and Cass had taught you a damn thing, then you knew hope and love were so much stronger than the fear of being wrong. Thus, it's better that you only think about the bright side.