#⭑.ᐟ𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒾𝒷𝓁ℯ𝒹𝒸 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈

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⋆˙⟡—MY DC OCS REACTION TO YOU SAYING “I LOOK UGLY”⋆˙⟡



⋆˙⟡ JACK QUINN (son of Harley Quinn and joker)

Immediately is towering over you, expression dark.

“Who said that to you? Cause you’re beautiful, you’re handsome , stunning, and—” and it would keep going til he just makes you feel secured. He hates to see his beloved puddin' feelin bad.

Cause if it was someone who said it to your face, they won’t live long enough to say that to anyone else.

⋆˙⟡ KOLE ANDERS (adoptive son of Starfire aka Kory Anders)

Frowns as he looks you up and down , “but you are more attractive than any human I met?”

Bros fully confused on why you said it til you tell him it’s just a joke and now he just nods.

But then later on he goes over to you when you forgot about the whole prank, he then kisses your cheek. Smiling seeing the shock on your face, “you are gorgeous.”

And he just flys off.

⋆˙⟡ DEMETRIUS PRINCE (son of wonderwoman and Steve Trevor)

“Hm?” Looks at you as he was mid bite into a huge sandwich. “Yeah you are pretty ugly.” He says jokingly, not thinking it would affect you til he sees you start to cry.

Drops the sandwich and immediately spews apologies while cupping your face. “Wait! Wait! I’m sorry, you aren’t ugly! You’re the most gorgeous person ever y/n—”

He spoiled you the whole day after the whole incident, Damian blackmails him saying how that you’re his number one weakness as Jon just awes at how Demetrius is more soft with you.

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⋆˙⟡#A MAN, A MAN, A- MANNN!⋆˙⟡

⭑.ᐟDEMETRIUS PRINCE(OC) X BATSIB!READER

ᯓ★ SYNOPSIS: the times Demetrius showed he’s a man for you!

ᯓ★GENRE: fluff

ᯓ★INFO: This is a superson OC I’ve written for my own amusement. Demetrius is clearly the son of Diana Prince, and being the older brother of Elizabeth “Lizzie” Prince. Reader is the twin sibling of Damian, Damian being the older sibling. He’s canonically handsome cause he’s the son of Diana Prince. He has those Amazon genes.

ᯓ★WC: 1,265

FIRST TIME.

The first time he proved he was a man for you was when you didn’t like your order. It was straightforward: you decided to venture beyond your usual comfort food preferences. You love meat, especially chicken and eggs, but this was an opportunity for something different.

You were at a quaint restaurant, on what felt like a discreet date—one that Damian would undoubtedly take issue with, considering he’d probably go after this Amazon male for daring to date his twin sibling.

But you appreciated the way he treated you. He opened the door as you entered, pulled out your chair, and pushed it in after you sat down. You suppressed a giggle as you noticed a faint blush on Demetrius’s tanned cheeks. The menu offered several enticing options, and while you found one of your comfort foods, another dish grabbed your attention.

Demetrius studied you intently. “Did you find what you want?” he asked, his tone gentle as he set his menu down.

“Uh.. I think so?” you replied, unsure. As you handed him your menu, he leaned in closer.

“What are you getting?” His anticipation was palpable.

You showed him your choice. “Ah, that’s... unique,” he commented, then confidently ordered for himself and included your choice to the waiter.

When the food arrived, you inhaled the delightful aromas, smiling at how delicious everything smelled. But it was clear that Demetrius's dish looked even more appealing. You tasted yours, giving it a chance based on the enticing smell. That was a mistake; the dish was utterly repulsive. You masked a gag and discreetly spit it into a napkin.

Demetrius ate from his plate, feigning ignorance to your struggle, but a smirk tugged at his lips. “What’s wrong, babe?” he asked, managing to suppress a chuckle as you nervously glanced at him.

“Can... can I have some of your food?” you asked, not wanting to impose, even though you’ve known him long enough in years.

“Sure,” he replied with a chuckle, switching plates with you without hesitation. Your eyes widened in surprise as he took a bite of your distasteful meal.

“Demetri, you didn’t have to do that—”

“I wanted to. I knew you wouldn’t like your food,” he said, leaning back in his chair after wiping his mouth. “That’s why I ordered something I knew you would enjoy.”

He clearly relished the moment, watching your eyes light up with appreciation. You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well, thank you, beloved. That was very considerate of you.”

“I know. Now eat up, moró mou.”

That date turned out to be surprisingly romantic.

SECOND TIME.

The second time it happened, Demetrius clearly showcased his protective side. You and he were out for another casual hangout, just the two of you. You confidently held onto his arm, appreciating the way his muscles flexed under his sweatshirt.

On that chilly winter afternoon, you strolled through the city, both of you enjoying your time there. However, Demetrius started to look bored, yawning as you smiled and hummed, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet. You noticed someone around your age throwing glances your way, but you didn’t think much of it until you caught them staring at you again.

Feeling a shiver run down your spine, you instinctively leaned closer into Demetrius. The unwanted attention made you want to shrink away, but Demetrius sensed your discomfort immediately. He looked down at you and then shifted his gaze to the person who couldn't stop staring.

His jaw clenched tightly as he positioned his large frame in front of you, effectively blocking the person’s view. With a fierce glare from his deep blue eyes, he silently dared them to try anything. The moment the person felt the heat of Demetrius’s intimidation, they quickly looked away.

From that point on, Demetrius took it upon himself to shield you from anyone's gaze for the rest of the day. He grasped your hand firmly in his, making it clear that he wanted you close by and wouldn’t let you wander off.

THIRD TIME.

The third time, and now the present moment—Demetrius demonstrated that even a touch of makeup doesn’t diminish masculinity. His little sister Lizzie, on the other hand, was clearly bored and insisting that he play dress-up with her.

He insists he’s focused on his future spouse—on you. He reclines his wavy black hair onto your lap, leaning in to kiss your hand as you run your fingers through his hair. In the background, Lizzie pouts and storms off to her room. You can’t help but frown; the girl just wanted someone to play with.

“Come on, beloved, she’s just looking for someone to play with,” you say firmly, withdrawing your hand as he attempts to kiss it again.

Demetrius groans, rising with his eyes cast down. “That brat can entertain herself with her dolls for all I care.”

He was struck sharply in the head, coupled with an intense glare from you. “Demetrius Prince. You will play with your little sister; she clearly looks up to you.” With that, you got up and exited his room, shutting the door behind you—and leaving the frustrated Amazon male to sigh deeply.

Running a hand through his hair, he got up and followed you. He might be a jerk, but you were absolutely right about Lizzie admiring him. He found you in her room, engaged in a lively tea party.

Demetrius leaned against the door frame, a confident smile spreading across his face as he watched his cute lover and sister play together. You exchanged a knowing glance, aware he would follow you into the room.

Without hesitation, he plopped down next to you on the rickety little chair that felt like it could collapse at any moment under his weight.

Lizzie pouted. “No! That spot is for Ms. Gloria!” she declared firmly. Demetrius rolled his eyes. “Guess she’s not coming, then.”

The tension between the siblings was palpable, each giving the other a pointed glare until Lizzie’s face lit up with mischief.

“Then you’re Ms. Gloria!” she announced with a cheeky grin.

“What?!” Demetrius exclaimed, his voice echoing, causing you to stifle a laugh behind your hand.

Although he could have protested, he surrendered to the moment, allowing you and Lizzie to enthusiastically apply makeup on him.

He looked surprisingly good with a touch of red lipstick and blue eyeshadow. There was no denying it—his looks certainly made him a pretty boy.

“You know, most guys would rather die than put on makeup, my beloved.” You said decisively as you reached for some blush. Demetrius huffed, crossing his arms defiantly. “Well, I’m not like most guys, babe.”

You couldn't help but chuckle at his protest. “You’ve got that right.”

As you cupped his face to apply a hint of blush, Demetrius opened his eyes, his breath steady as he locked onto your face and then traced down to your lips.

“…you’re really close,” he murmured, his voice low. You paused, a playful smile crossing your face. “Am I?” you asked, leaning in even closer. The hint of blush on his cheeks morphed into a genuine flush as he placed his hands firmly on your hips.

“Yep…” he said before pulling you in for a soft kiss. Responding felt like pure magic, but it abruptly shattered when Lizzie gagged dramatically at the sight of her older brother kissing you.

“Eww!! Cooties!!” she exclaimed, her tongue sticking out in mock disapproval.

Demetrius broke the kiss, rolling his eyes in annoyance. “Oh, shush it.” But Lizzie couldn't help but giggle afterward, returning to the tea party as if nothing happened.

Demetrius Prince tag: @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

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⊹ ࣪ ˖͙͘͡★JEALOUS, JEALOUS, JEALOUS, BOY

. ݁ ˖꩜ KOLE ANDERS (OC) X BATSIB!READER

ᯓ★SYNOPSIS: yknow how Starfire was back in teen titans 2003 when Kitty asked robin for a date to her prom and she got jealous badly? Well, you have to go on a date with a son of a drug lord to find out what his father does only for Kole to not hold his jealousy in well.

ᯓ★GENRE: fluff + silly

ᯓ★INFO: takes place in the dcamu universe. this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Reader is the twin sibling of Damian, but Damian is the older twin of course. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

ᯓ★WC: 1,131

“You are what?!” Kole exclaims incredulously as you receive your assignment to go undercover and meet the son of a drug lord.

“I’m going undercover to go on a date with a—” you begin, but Kole interrupts you, his surprise palpable.

“That’s absurd! My mother cannot seriously think this is a good idea! Why not send your twin brother, Damian?” He rushes over, gripping your shoulders, his expression a mix of disbelief and concern.

“Because Damian has made it clear he refuses to take on this mission, and frankly, he’d probably mess it up anyway with his liking for Raven,” you reply calmly. Kole's glowing green eyes narrow, and with a flash, he takes off, carrying you with him.

Before you know it, you're standing in front of the team and Kory, who is already aware of the chaos unfolding. Kole releases you, striding over to his adoptive mother, sharing her fiery curly mane of red hair.

“Mother, you must find a better candidate for this mission!” he implores, his voice filled with urgency. Kory anticipated his reaction but understands how critical your involvement is for gathering information about the upcoming ambush.

“I’m sorry, my little Bumgorf, but you know Y/N is the only one capable of handling this successfully,” Kory asserts, crossing her arms.

“He’s a manipulative gremplork, unworthy of Y/N's time!” Kole retorts, pacing furiously behind you. “Language,” Kory interjects, her tone firm as she frowns at him. Kole's frustration intensifies as the realization sinks in that the person he deeply admires is going on a ‘date’ with someone he views as a threat.

“I need to know more about this person,” he demands, his voice steady. Everyone around him—Raven, Garfield, and Jaime—watches in stunned silence as Kole, typically the soft-spoken one, displays an intensity fueled by concern.

“His name is Seth. He’s connected to Miguel, possibly his son. Y/N must approach this mission alone,” Kory explains, presenting the details to Kole.

“Hmph!” he huffs in frustration, floating beside you, his gaze burning a hole through you as he processes everything.

☆

You sit across from a guy attempting to project a tough image; a skull tattoo sprawls across his left hand, dominating its appearance. His table manners reek of disrespect, and his posture screams laziness. Honestly, you find yourself scolding him in your mind, channeling the voice of Damian as he would at the dinner table back home.

“So, what do you do, sweet thang?” he drawls, putting on a fake accent that’s painful to hear. You mentally cringe but choose to don your father’s persona— a player.

“Oh! I love computer science and mostly enjoy creating designs,” you reply, infusing your voice with cheerful enthusiasm. You use hand gestures to emphasize your points, feigning deep consideration over trivial topics.

The conversation rolls on smoothly until he starts to invade your personal space, attempting to touch your hand. Yikes. You pull back and feign fixing your hair, humming to distract him. The server has just delivered your drinks, so you pivot the discussion to his profession. He hesitates at first, but he eventually can’t resist showing off how "cool" he is. You suppress a smirk, realizing you’ve finally got him to divulge details about his father’s shady dealings.

Men are often easier than you expect; they wear their ignorance like a badge. Just as he dives into tales of his father's crimes, your attention shifts as you catch a glimpse of fiery red hair approaching.

No. Way.

You can't believe it when you see the tall, handsome boy with shimmering golden skin walking toward you. His wild curls are styled in a low ponytail, he’s rocking a green jersey with a purple top, ripped jeans, and Jordans. For someone still figuring out Earth culture, he’s mastered streetwear effortlessly.

“Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!” you state, making a beeline for the tall teen who seems to be scanning the area for you. Spotting you, he raises an eyebrow.

“Kole?!” you exclaim, quickly moving him away from the table you just vacated. “What are you doing here?!”

“My mother’s orders to investigate this boy. I intend to conduct a thorough investigation. Plus, I believe you might need saving. This Seth appears to be a monster in disguise,” he says, glaring at the guy who’s currently picking at his teeth.

“Kole, PLEASE don’t do this,” you implore, fully aware that you can't calm this towering alien.

“I am doing this,” he insists, his soft voice hardening.

“No, you’re not.” You gently cup his face, knowing he melts at your touch. “I absolutely am,” he retorts, grabbing your hands away from his face.

This is a disaster. You understand Kole's jealousy issue, and his stalker-like behavior is far from ideal. He starts walking towards Seth, but you tug at his hair, successfully arresting his attention.

“Kole. Listen, I’ll finish this up quickly, and we can watch those cartoons you love. Okay?” you negotiate, hoping to pacify him. When he turns to fully face you, you release his hair.

“Fine. But if he dares to touch you, I will step in,” he declares, settling back down with his arms crossed. You nod quickly and return to your booth. Kole doesn’t take a seat until a waiter guides him to a table. However, his gaze remains fixed on you as you feign naivety to play the part. This infuriates him, but what ignites his anger is when Seth dramatically wipes something from your lips.

“Here you go, sir—” the waiter starts, but the glass in his hand shatters under the sheer force of Kole’s grip.

The waiter scampers off, clearly spooked by the display of strength. Kole seethes, his glare locked on Seth. Each moment in the booth is torture for him. But as Seth leans in for what he intends to be a kiss, Kole is suddenly up, his hands radiating a green glow, ready to unleash a starbolt, when he finds himself encased in a swirling black ball of magic with purple lines, whisked away to where the team is gathered.

They’ve been keeping watch over you, especially since Damian, the overprotective brother he is, won’t let anyone take their eyes off you.

“Kole, calm down,” Raven advises, releasing him from her hold. He scoffs in disbelief. “How can I calm down when Y/N is being all overrun by some Zarbnof?” Jaime quickly covers his mouth, but that only makes things worse, as Kole thrashes against him, desperate to act.

“Seriously, never let us assign Y/N to these kinds of missions,” Jaime quips, and the others nod in agreement.

After the mission, you find yourself confined to Kole’s room in the Titans' tower, wrapped in his strong arms as he plants soft kisses all over you.

Never again it seems.

Kole Anders tag: @no-bishes @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

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⋆˙⟡ THE THREE FOUR MUSKETEERS⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ DAMIAN WAYNE, JONATHAN KENT, DEMETRIUS PRINCE (OC) X CIVILIAN!READER⋆˙⟡

SUMMARY: being best friends with the supersons while you are just a civilian isn’t really easy as most people think…

GENRE: fluff + silly + oc x reader + slight angst

INFO: This is a superson OC I’ve written for my own amusement. Demetrius is clearly the son of Diana Prince, and being the older brother of Elizabeth “Lizzie” Prince. He’s canonically handsome cause he’s the son of Diana Prince and Steve Trevor (this is my own AU. SO YES STEVE IS ALIVE!!). Demetrius is a brute.

WORD COUNT: 2,205

HANG-OUTS

Hangouts with the supersons…. They are quite amusing…

Especially that one time back when you guys were thirteen, Demetrius pushed Jon a little too hard into a fountain. All because Jon got a “little” too close to you. Making the great fountain at a mall break.

Damian could only hold you close as Demetrius pulled his arm back as Jon glared at him.

“You imbeciles need to calm down,” Damian says lowly, ensuring you weren’t still a little spooked by the strength of the Amazon male and the Kryptonian.

“We are in public—with L/N.” He hissed as the two brutes stopped almost wrestling, almost exposing their identities.

“Please stop…” you awkwardly said, feeling Damian’s hand grip onto your shoulder. They immediately stopped by your command, shaking hands and nodding.

“Yes, Mx.”

But that wasn’t the only time, there was one time when you were trying to stay at your home. Usually, this night would be the night the boy’s decide to which house to hang out and watch random movies.

Friday night had different plans, you had a narrative story to do and you needed to do it this night.

Your phone rang. You picked it up to see the name “SuperDweebs” as the group call contact. Answering—you heard a bunch of yelling.

“YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT WE ARE NOT STAYING AT MY HOUSE!” Demetrius’s voice rang first. It made you jolt with wide eyes before you turned your phone volume down.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN!! WE COULD STAY AT MY HOUSE!!? WE CAN PLAY WITH THE COWS!?”

“Kent, no one’s playing with cows for fun. Unless we’re petting them for free. I demand we stay at my place for all of our wanted entertainment. My father has installed a game room for our.. ‘tastes’.”

The boys stayed quiet, you scrunched your face. “Guys.. what’s going on?”

Damian simply explains that they are debating whose house should be the hangout spot for tonight. You sighed, or course these guys are being angry and annoying.

“Well… I can’t hang out tonight..” you said softly, tapping your finger against your computer pad.

Silence.

“What do you mean you can hang out with us?” Jon said lowly, his voice soft and gentle. You swore you could see him pouting. His baby blue eyes wavering.

Damian narrowed his eyes, his emerald eyes scanning over to his window to the phone he held.

“Why not?” He says, his tone concerned but a little disappointed.

“Because I have a narrative to write. So I can’t be distracted by you guys.” Simply saying, you sighed when Demetrius groaned loudly.

“Yknow what. How about we come over to y/n’s house since obviously, we can’t have them at our houses.” Demetrius says, his wavy hair being pushed from his eyes as he looks at his TV.

“I agree with Prince, do you Kent?”

“Yeah! I like this!”

Your eyes widen, no way these boys already had agreed on this quickly.

“Wh-what I don’t get a say in this?!”

“No.” They all said before they hung up the call, leaving you in your room purely shocked.

Minutes later, you were halfway finished with your narrative—your mother knocked on your door.

“Sweetie.. your uhm.. friends and boyfriend are here?” Your eyes widen when hearing a snicker from behind your door before a smack is heard.

“Ow!”

You sighed, you really thought they wouldn’t come over. But who’s lying here, Damian knows everything about you cause he’s a Wayne and a Robin. Jon is kryptonian, he can hear your heart beat when you lie. And Demetrius? He’s just sneaky and assertive.

So here you stand as you look at your three super best friends who held different items for this night’s hang out.

You can never stop them…

PICKING UP

You’re probably wondering why there’s this section called “picking up”? Right?

Well, it’s you being picked up from school.

Damian, with his bougie ass—shows up at your school. No matter how old you guys have gotten. He’s showing you smirking with Demetrius and Jon in the back or at least just him.

Demetrius picks you up by literally showing up, and texting you to meet him in the back. You meet him of course, only for him to throw you over his shoulder and fly off to whatever.

Jon, being the sweetheart, he ask his dad if they can pick you up. Just so you both can get ice cream!

It’s adorable, but boy—you never had to ask either of your parents to pick you up when these goofballs can easily come to your recuse.

BEING PROTECTIVE

Protectiveness… its something.

Because when you all started to get older, things changed. For everyone of course, not just you.

Say if you were bullied, immediately if you tried to hide it. Ignoring calls of the group call. Ignoring any knocks at your apartment door, even your mother tries to talk to you.

Its no use, because you don't want to worry anyone.

But that stops when Demetrius bursts into your room, pulling up your window sill and coming in.

“Whats up with you?!” you jumped back shocked to see the Amazon male point at you aggressively. But his eyes held so much worry.

“Ignoring our calls, ignoring us?! Its like you want to fall off the planet of earth.” he yells, you try to not cry, but its no use when you are pulled into a hug.

“You’re hiding something… please just tell me.” he says softly, his hair tickles your neck when you hold him tightly.

“Please.. Tell me moró mou..” you break down, telling him about the bullying. How you didn’t want to worry anyone.

You didn’t notice how his eyes gotten darker, with rage and justice for you. As much as you plead for him not to tell the others, you had fallen asleep afterwards.

Demetrius pushes hair from your face, stoic and calm. He leaves your room, closing the window and flying off making a certain call.

Jon was enraged, and Damian had a dagger already in his hand the moment the Wonderboy told them about the situation.

But they had to calm down, they were the mighty future trinity.

So don’t be surprised when the people who bullied you have suddenly become scared of you. Maybe Damian gave one of them a black eye, but that’s the worse he could do at that moment.

NOW, if this was about an evacuation… the supersons would do a plan about which one of them would get you to back to safety.

Damian/Robin probably being one to plan it fully out the moment you became their best friend.

Jon being the one to tune in on his superhearing to hear your heartbeat only to see if you’re okay. And then there’s Demetrius ready to be unleashed like a rapid dog to go and get you.

They’ve been planned this out since you became their best friend.

SLEEPOVERS

OH DON'T GIVE ME STARTED. DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE SLEEPOVERS.

Sleepovers are more chaotic than those stupid hangouts.

Hangouts end with Damian scolding the two super strength idiots, sleepovers end with who’s getting to host it and who’s getting to be the one who is listening to your problems.

You could try and rant, and Damian would hum while nodding as Demetrius makes small comments like “punch that hoe.”

Jon would be like, “Violence isn’t must needed.”

Sleepovers at Damain’s house always lead to some of his brothers breaking it or being nosy. Although Alfred makes sure his brothers aren’t much of a pain.

Sleepovers at Demetrius’s house always have Lizzie wanting to join. When the Amazon male tells his little sister no, she throws a tantrum. Diana then has to calm down her little warrior, telling her son to let Lizzie at least participate a bit.

Now Demetrius is glaring at his little sister who is smug, holding onto you who just giggles with Damian taking a picture of this and Jon just waving at the small girl.

Now Jon is probably the one most of you guys go over—that’s a lie. It’s your place again. But anyway, Jon’s place is cool. It’s a nice and calm place since it’s the countryside.

Mostly since he lives with the farm, he can always show off the farm animals and be happy to see his best friends.

Anyways, the sleepovers are either fun or chaotic. Demetrius always makes Jon wrestle with him, and you try to stop them before Damian holds you close to him so you won’t be injured.

It’s just a whole mess!

HOLIDAYS

Let’s do this… in the normal year of holidays. By months here is how it goes..

NEW YEARS: okay first of all.. you were alone during new years. Your family was out to see other family—so you were left alone in the apartment. And your best friends were out saving the world.

It’s sad, isn’t it? Well, the next thing you knew when you woke up, was the supersons sleeping on your floor in weird ass poses.

Turns out, you won’t be spending any year alone after.

VALENTINES DAY: Damian already sends you so many gifts on the way to your place. Your parents are shocked at how much the son of a billionaire spent on you as you flushed. Jon flew by your window and gave you a big teddy bear, it was up to your face as he gave you a big hug. And then Demetrius just shows up with a DVD of your favorite anime movie. It’s shocking cause it was 2 years ago when you mentioned this. And he easily bought this for you…

ST. PATRICK’S DAY: don’t try and pinch the boys, cause they will pinch you harder. Ten times harder! Although they did wear green along with you so none of you were victims.

APRIL FOOLS’ DAY: I think you can try and fool them. But I think most of the time 9/10 you will fail or succeed based on your lie and how calm you seem when saying it. You know those childish jokes like “I like you, more than a friend” kinda April Fools?

I feel like Jon would just blow up, red face, and fly away before tackling you down. Damian would just stare at you til you awkwardly tell him April Fools only for him to say “I know.”

Demetrius being his sarcastic self would say, “I like me too a lot. I don’t know about you.” Obviously his heart dropped before remembering what day it is.

EASTER: the egg hunts are so… interesting.. Demetrius will literally push a kid for a chocolate egg. Damian would just stay home rather than do that… he’s so not hogging all the chocolate coins. And then Jon is cheating with you close by his side to get alot of chocolate eggs.

HALLOWEEN: watching horror movies with the supersons is so entertaining! Jon would accidentally hold onto you so tight that Demetrius has to push the Kryptonian boy from you so you won’t be harmed. Damian says he isn’t scared of such “horror” gimmicks. But he says this as he is holding your hand under the blanket. Demetrius trying to be the oldest of the group, sets up a small little thing where if anyone goes to the bathroom alone—they have to bring a partner.

Immediately Damian gave him a disgusted look.

And then there’s time where you and the boys had dressed up a four group party from an anime/show/cartoon and you got a lot of candy.

THANKSGIVING: a big ASS Justice league and their family, young Justice/teen Titans having a superfamily Thanksgiving. You were somehow invited due to Damian dragging you along. You sat near the supersons, smiling softly at how cool it is to be by the superheroes who treat each other like family. It just feels—like home.

CHRISTMAS: sitting, staring at the big Christmas tree in the small living room of your apartment. You smiled gently, but it held sadness. You weren’t mad at your best friend for not being able to be with you. You’re not. So you just fell asleep by the tree, holding warm milk and cookies for “Santa”.

Damian, being the usual one to always break into your place. He lock picked the window sill open that shows you sleeping by the tree.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Jon says lowly, not wanting to wake you up as Demetrius gets in after Damian lands his feet on the soft carpet floor.

“I had a weird feeling about not being able to be with l/n for such a time for this night.” Damian whispers, placing a few gifts that he and the boys have gotten you.

“You mean guilty. You feel guilty dipshit.” Demetrius says, his voice low while picking you up and taking you to your room.

Jon could only smile as he eats the cookies, “wow.. they’re a great cook!” He eats most of the cookies and drink the nice warm milk.

Damian gave him a weird look before he finished placing the presents.

The Amazon boy walks into the living room to see Jon wipe his mouth and Damian mess with his watch.

“The package is safe and sound asleep,” Demetrius says with a small smile. “Good. Then we should head home before our parents find we snuck here.” Damian immediately got onto Jon’s back. Jon starts to float out the window with Demetrius shuts the window behind him after they had fully left.

Your holidays may seem lonely, but you were never unappreciated.

Demetrius Prince tag: @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁#FAIR AMUSEMENT. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

⭑.ᐟPair: Damian Wayne x Roth! Male reader

ᯓ★Summary: The small Roth spending time with the small Wayne, the two boys start to have fun until Damian gets annoyed at seeing a boy acting a little too “friendly” with the raven he finds beautiful.

ᯓ★Note || Y/N is the little brother of Raven, hero name is Corvus. The Latin name for Raven.

ᯓ★WC: 613

a rewrite of this

"Roth," Damian says, glancing at the boy in front of him as he walks ahead with palpable excitement. "Huh? Sorry, Damian, what were you saying?" Y/N responds, noting the familiar frown on Damian's face. "Why are you so enthusiastic about...amusement?" he remarks, and Y/N pouts in response.

"Damian, I'm excited because I'm spending this time at the fair with you! I’ve never really had fun at a fair, or is it an amusement park? I honestly can’t tell the difference," Y/N admits with a light chuckle. Damian looks away, feeling warmth creep to his face as he clenches his jaw. "Hey! Niños, don’t wander too far!" Jaime calls out, noticing that the two boys have drifted away from the group. Garfield is already off, likely stirring up trouble or racking up tickets.

"Got it! C'mon, Damian, I heard there's a game where you shoot at fake ducks to win a huge stuffed animal!" Y/N exclaims. Damian maintains his stoic expression, attempting to conceal his intrigue, though his eyes betray him. Y/N’s focus shifts to the surrounding attractions—cotton candy, loud music—yet Damian knows the boy is eager for the shooting game, so he leads him on their "quest."

When they finally arrive at the game stand, the vibrant lights and colors ignite Y/N's enthusiasm. Time slows as Y/N turns to him, leaving Damian in a state of unexpected awe. Is this what those main characters in sappy romance movies experienced during slow-motion scenes? Yes, this is exactly how he feels. With excitement, Y/N points to a large penguin. "Look! They have a huge stuffed animal, just like I said!" Damian crosses his arms loosely. "I see it, Roth."

Without hesitation, Y/N eagerly grabs the shotgun. After handing over the money, Y/N begins, though struggles to hold the gun steady. The worker at the counter seems impatient. Damian shoots an icy glare at the man, making his annoyance dissipate. Just then, another boy, roughly their age, approaches, attempting to guide Y/N.

Damian's eyes narrow; he doesn't like the way the boy is looking at Y/N. Crossing his arms, he glares until the boy leans in to whisper something, prompting Y/N to chuckle. That’s it—Damian makes his move, stepping in and positioning himself behind Y/N. He places his hands on Y/N’s arms, ensuring they’re readied to aim at the ducks.

“Y/N, focus on the ducks. Shoot.” You comply instantly, and Damian can’t help but smirk at your success. As you win the penguin, he steps back, but not before indulging in a little pettiness of his own by trying the game himself. With perfect aim, he shoots and wins another penguin. Y/N's eyes widen in admiration while Damian notices the other boy scoffing and walking away. With a self-satisfied swagger, Damian wraps an arm around Y/N, who beams while hugging the two winning penguins.

“Best night ever!” Y/N declares as they climb back into the car with the team. Garfield is already snoozing, Jaime not far behind. Kory drives, with your sister in the passenger seat. Raven glances back, a smile creeping onto her face as she sees Y/N's joy. "Little crow, where did you get those?" she asks softly.

"I won one for myself with Damian's help. But he got me another one," you reply, grinning. As you lean against Damian, he initially stiffens but soon relaxes, a smile hidden by his hand. He stares out the window, captivated by his own reflection.

"That was generous of you, Damian. Thank you," Raven says, her tone warm. Damian simply hums in response, still lost in thought as he reflects on the happiness of the moment. And in that instant, he feels a sense of satisfaction too.

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⋆˙⟡THREE “TROUBLES”⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡YJ!BIRDFLASH X TAMARANEAN!MALE!READER⋆˙⟡

SYNOPSIS: the three troubles of being in a polyamorous relationship of two human boys and one prince alien. 

GENRE: fluff + silly

INFO: reader is practically Starfire for young Justice cause I wish there was a Tamaranean for young Justice!!! Dick and Wally are such munchkins for their cute and bubbly alien boyfriend that’s so dangerous.

WC: 998

FIRST TROUBLE.

The first problem is who gets to cuddle the damn alien first.

Dick preps his time to know when Wally will try and speed over into your arms.

The minute Wally tried to sneak into your room, smirking like a damn evil Orange cat—his smirk drops seeing dick laugh at his face as he is in the warm arms of you.

The sun’s solar energy you absorb daily is a blessing for cold nights, body warm, he snuggles further as Wally pouts.

“Dude cmon! Move for me!” He says, annoyed as you were already knocked out in the bed as dick just grinned a Cheshire Cat grin.

“You snooze, you lose Wally.” As he said this, dick closes his eyes only for him to grunt when faced with the floor.

“More like, you kiss the floor.” The now redhead smirks as he is on top of you and dick is on the ground.

Dick sits up, clutching his head, giving the speedster a death glare as Wally just smirks.

The cuddle wars have begun.

You didn’t even notice what was going on as your beautiful [color/tanned/golden] skin was shown with beauty due to being shirtless. It was one of those days where you would just fly around shirtless.

Not caring whilst your blazing green eyes scan the living room of the base, you float to the couch, sitting down and letting out a small sigh with relaxation.

Immediately, dick was on Wally’s, hitting him as Wally crashed onto a wall.

“Get off dude!”

“No!”

The two boys had ruined your peace, your eyes showing clear annoyance. Eye twitching, you see the two boys wrestling around the floor like a damn cartoon.

“Boys!” You yelled with a bellow, your voice boomed, hair floating with fiery passion as you huff.

The two teenage boys stopped, pausing as dick had bit Wally’s arm, and Wally was about to punch the boy wonder.

“I have had enough of the fights.” You flew off the couch to grab them both by the back of their shirts. “I wish to have my boys come to peace, and not the drifting as we watch the talking sponge.” You said sternly, floating towards the couch and sitting them down.

It of course ends with the two boys cuddling onto you, loving your warm body as Wally and dick smirk at each other.

What sneaky gremlins you have.

SECOND TROUBLE.

Second problem, is their jealousy for you.

The minute you have to kiss someone to learn their language for a mission, literally Wally is bubbling with a pout as Dick is sooo nonchalantly death staring the person.

Woman or man.

It’s on sight.

It’s so dramatic after the mission as Artemis jokes about how the suspect was cute and how “lucky” you were to kiss them.

You awkwardly shrugged while Wally and Dick are planing murder. Inside their head of course! Who tells their plan out loud?

But no… OH NO.

Their jealousy hits more different if you both are relaxing, it’s a free day from handling crime as the sidekicks of the justice league.

Say a guy comes over to you as you were munching on delicious cotton candy, you’re at a carnival—amused by the sweet cloudy goodness.

“Hey cutie, you alone?” He says as he smirks, acting like a big shot while you just tilt your head confused.

“I am certainly not, my two mates should be near?” Your confused tone confused the male as out of no where, Dick and Wally wrap their arms around you.

Wally having a nice goofy facade while dick also has a grin, but his eyes say something else.

“Hey dude, thanks for keeping our boyfriend company while we get him some more cotton candy. Matter of fact—” Wally gives you another cotton candy, leading for your eyes to light up. 



“Thank you!” You give him a quick kiss, Wally smiles at the kiss as dick keeps his eyes on the guy who seems shocked at you dating two guys.

“Are you dead ass?!” He yells as he points at Dick and Wally. The two said boys narrow their eyes, ignoring your cute confusion.

“I am neither the dead nor the ass. I love both of my boys.” You walked off, eating the cotton candy with a happy expression.

Wally and Dick snicker evilly, following their tall boyfriend who doesn’t even realize how much power he holds over them.

THIRD TROUBLE.

The third most problem, is their clingy mentality. Literally all over you, you love them too!

You use to be clingy to them both and you first came here to earth, always showing affection towards the two boys.

Always on dick’s arm, wrapping your own around his and vice versa with Wally.

But now since you’ve come to the terms of privacy of the human ways. It seems as if the roles reversed after you and the two sidekicks became lovers.

Never in your life have you ever been cornered by midgets, aka your boyfriends who get closer to you with their hands out like zombies.

“Cmon babe.. don’t run. We ain’t gonna harm you~” Wally says smugly

“I don’t condone to your human shenanigans!” You exclaimed, sweatdropping as Robin pulled out silk matching pajamas.

One is blue, one is orange, and one is pink.

You get ready to fly off before Wally ran around you using his super speed, changing your outfit to the pink.

You stood there shocked, looking down at the nice sleek pink shirt with your initial.

You looked back up to god knows what how dick and Wally changed fast, sure Wally could.

But dick? You don’t know how unless dick has Wally changed him.

“Ah!” You squeak, feeling Wally speed off as wind hits your face, your hair hitting your face as dick smirks.

“You can’t escape movie night, Fire.”

You were soon trapped between them both,both teenaged boy had their arms around the Tamaranean male who pouts.

“This sucks more than Pudding of Sadness..”

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more kole?☹️

⋆˙⟡ACTIONS OF LOVE! ⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ KOLE ANDERS (OC) X BATSIB!READER⋆˙⟡

SYNOPSIS: the actions of love he does for you

GENRE: fluffy fluff fluff! <3

INFO: this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Reader is the twin sibling of Damian, but Damian is the older twin of course. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

WORDCOUNT: 1,488

He always showed his love towards you, he’s an affectionate guy.

ACTS OF SERVICE.

He helps with missions, he could never say no to you, and vice versa. You would see him flying or floating above you, his glowing-filled green eyes and fiery red hair.

Part of his red hair was glowing from red to yellow like a burning bright flame. His golden skin showed off the contrast of it all.

“Hello!” he says excitedly, watching you knock a bad guy out. He floats to the ground, smiling brightly as his hair flows majestically. “Any problem, my friend?” he questions, you ignored him, not in the mood for some tall ass boy to talk to you as you tie up the goon.

You didn't notice how he stared at you, watching you closely, watching you struggle to lift the guy. Maybe it was time to stop bed rotting during the weekend and work out hard like Damian.

Just as you grunted, the 6-foot alien boy with fiery hair, picked up the man with no issues. Putting the heavy male over his broad shoulders.

Staying quiet—you nodded and answered your comms to alert your father, aka Bruce, that you caught that suspect he wanted for his investigation.

He also helps you with air support missions. This guy will never let you down, not even wanting you to touch the ground. His adoptive mother taught him well! Thanks to Kori, he’s a good gentleman that will always be by your side.

Like the one time you wore uncomfortable shoes once to a hangout with him, he picked you up like as if this was a fairytale. With one arm, you were lifted on the said arm. He smiled up at you, “Feeling better?” “y-yes.. Uhm. Thank you, Kole.”

“No problems!”

PHYSICAL TOUCH.

Physical touch, he is the definition of it. The moment he has the time, he’s clutching your hand into his. His eyes shine so colorfully when he notices his hand is bigger than yours. He would poke at your fingers with such a cute face. Pulling out a face like “:3”, as you stare at him chuckling.

“So small… you are certainly adorable y/n.” he gave you an eye-closed smile before he kissed your cheek.

When you both started to date, the touches didn't change except for the kisses. He always was the one to constantly have a hand on you.

Hand on your waist, hand on the shoulder, hand in hand, etc. All small touches and he was living for it.

The moment you give this Tamaranean a small kiss on his lips or cheek, his hair goes ablaze.

It all happened one day, you were fatigued. Rubbing your eyes—you noticed a certain Tamaranean male who was watching cartoons.

Trying to understand all kinds of human entertainment on the bug screen. You didn't even process what you did next as you sat by him, giving him a quick kiss.

His green eyes blew up brightly, along with his hair as immediately as soon as that kiss made contact, his hair blew in flames.

With a yelp, you jerked back to see his flushed tanned cheeks and his wide-like eyes. He turned towards you, “Please… my darling, don't do that again. I do not wish to harm you.” He says so softly. That was before he gave you a big kiss to pay back the small kiss you gave him.

So watch out when you do this unexpectedly, he may set someone on fire due to how sometimes his emotions can affect his fiery hair just like solar energy.

Dont also get him started on cuddling. He fiens for cuddling, he lives always having his body against yours.

Like a damn cat, he would lay his whole body across your lap, not daring to move—he smiles at you with his handsome curls.

You gently run your hands through his curls, you give him such a soft smile. And just like that, his body is burning up so easily. He hides himself into your stomach.

He’s never coming out of that hiding spot, cause you can just feel his stupid smile against your abdomen.

WORD OF AFFIRMATION.

Word of affirmation, he's a god at that.

You could be feeling like dirt if you didn't do well when training yourself, and he’ll be like, “You got this sweetie!” and your brothers (dick) will be like, “Awww..” while the others (mostly Damian and Jason) are like “Ew, love.” either way, Kole is a sweet boy.

He doesn't care even while battling monsters or goons, he’ll say that you did a good job.

Kole was flying around uphead, blasting enemies with his laser eyes. As a green beam strikes a rock monster down, he watches how you did a hand back spring over one of the monster’s heads—that was before grabbing their head and slamming them down.

He flew past you, leaving you just with a fire trail of his hair—you look in his direction of where he flew to see two thumbs-ups.

“Wonderful takedown Robin!” he says loud and proud.

Your face blew up, not expecting him to outright yell it out. He didn't seem to be embarrassed as he hurled a star bolt at another monster, puncturing a hole into the middle of the monster.

Best person to get compliments—like that one time during a gala, he was smitten with you. Always smiling such a goofy smile and throwing compliments left and right.

“You look beautiful/handsome!”

“The outfits suit you, I mean—you always look amazing.”

“You have pretty eyes.”

That last one was because he couldn't stop staring at your eyes. He loves your eyes like you like his.

Meanwhile, this was going on, Dick made a phone call to Kori.

“Kori… I'm so happy to meet my brother-in-law,” he says dramatically.

QUALITY TIME.

Quality time, oh boy!! This tamaranean loves spending time with you!

Whether it's a mission, patrols, teen titans meeting, or just full-on dates. The minute you text him, “Hey wanna spend time?” he’s flying straight to the manor with a green trail behind him due to his eyes glowing bright and his hair flaming with a whole bunch of emotions.

He almost smashes into your window—breaking it almost, you looked at the window when you heard a faded tap against it.

No joke, you jolted from your bed to see “menacing” green eyes staring back into your own [color] eyes.

“I-I’m here!” He says softly loud, it’s late at night. He wishes to not disturb other’s sleep for his time over here. Opening the window, you were pummeled by an eager golden-skinned teenage boy who smiled softly.

“Hi.”

“…hello, beloved.”

He just smiles at you, not even blinking as you stare back. This always happens awkwardly where you both stare at each other.

I mean, Damian does it to Jon, and Jon just plays along with it.

I’d say if you were grounded, and couldn't have anyone over... *cough cough* Kole *cough cough*. Kole would listen to Bruce because that man trained him along with Kori.

But, he can't deny a simple request from his lover that they are feeling lonely. He’ll feel bad because he wouldn't want to feel lonely either.

He sleekly opens the apartment window, fleeing to Gothman city. What he doesn't know is that his mother walks into his room with a knowing smile.

She chuckles and closes the door, “Teenage love..” she says this while her head.

RECEIVING GIFTS.

Oh lord, he's an abominable gifter. And not because he gives you gifts, no. It's because he always spends BADLY on you.

Although there were times he brought you tamaran cultured foods, bringing you Pudding of Sadness when you didn't do good on a test and felt down in the dumps. Yeah, he didn't know your human stomach couldn't handle it as you threw up the next minute in your bedroom bathroom.

Patting your back, he frowns as he eats the Pudding of Sadness now. He can't let it go to waste!

He gifts you roses, hoodies, and weird jewelry. He once had flown to space for a mission and came back with a rock from a planet.

Handing it over to you—he smiled, “It reminded me of you!” he said while you gave him an awestruck expression.

“Awww, this is so sweet of you, my beloved.” you gave him a soft peck on his cheek and he instantly clung to you.

It's even worse when you both get older, you both could be living in a cute small apartment. You would possibly walk in from your shift as a normal person, and there is Kole with his long curls in a ponytail. He had a meteorite shaped into a lovely ring. It was a sweet gift, you cried whilst he kissed your head.

The small kisses on your face were filled with love, he places the ring onto your ring finger.

You never thought he could get you such a nice gift…

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⋆˙⟡#THAT’S MY BOY!⋆˙⟡

⭑.ᐟKOLE ANDERS (OC) X BATBRO!READER

⋆˙⟡SYNOPSIS: when jealousy first hits Kole for the first time, he doesn’t know what to do other than be a little scared you may want a human companion than an alien like him. You have to comfort him that you are still his.

⋆˙⟡GENRE: fluff + oneshot + reverse comfort

⋆˙⟡INFO: this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Reader is the twin brother of Damian, but Damian is the older twin of course. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

⋆˙⟡WC: 1,228

Summer sunlight hits your face as you lounge in the backyard, savoring your freedom from school. With a smirk, you soak up the warmth, reveling in the ease of relaxation that feels foreign after years of training. You and your twin brother, Damian, have left the League of Assassins behind, and now you find comfort at your biological father’s home. You love your mother, yes, but nothing compares to the peace that envelops you now.

However, that peace shatters as Damian steps outside, spotting you shirtless in your swimming trunks by the pool.

“Brother,” he announces coolly, making his way towards you, hands clasped behind his back. He settles by the feet of your beach chair.

“Big brother,” you respond with equal casualness, feeling his gaze on you. You adjust your sunglasses and finally acknowledge him.

You both share a knowing look, then burst into laughter. There’s an unshakeable bond between you, an understanding that you’re two halves of the same whole.

“I hate to interrupt your peace, but you have a certain guest eager to take you out today,” Damian says, his green eyes darting behind you while you stifle a chuckle.

“Let me guess,” you turn around and spot Kole, the Tamaranean who captured your heart years ago. “It’s that certain alien who adores me?” A wide grin spreads across your face as Kole matches your enthusiasm. “Affirmative!” Damian quickly sidesteps, knowing Kole's affectionate nature all too well.

Kole envelops you in a warm hug, lifting you off the beach chair. “I was hoping we could dive into the fun activities of our relationship,” he says, gently setting you down.

With those striking green eyes and fiery curls, he looks eager for the adventure ahead. You hum thoughtfully, then reply with a playful smile, “Sure, beloved. I’ll be ready in five.” Kole nods and rushes into the manor, excitement palpable in his every movement.

Damian watches you with a raised eyebrow. “What do you think he’ll attempt this time? Another elaborate scheme involving Silkie as his ‘waiter’ for a date?”

You chuckle as you head into the manor with your brother, making your way upstairs to your shared room. Things have shifted since moving to Gotham City, but you and Damian have always been a team.

“He’s improving, my dear brother. His dating skills are becoming more… refined,” you say, smirking as you pick out a simple outfit.

“Now, get out so I can prepare for my date, pest,” you tease, a playful insult aimed at Damian. He rolls his eyes, unfazed, as he leaves the room.

As you change, Kole’s indulging in Alfred’s mustard custards. The elderly butler tidies up after him while Kole savors each bite, delighting in the tangy flavor.

When you come downstairs, the moment feels electric. Kole stands there, grinning at you like you’re the most captivating person in the world. Adjusting your gold watch, you walk towards him, and he strides over, extending his hand like a true gentleman. You can’t help but chuckle as you entwine your fingers in his.

“Ready to go?” he asks, guiding you to the door, while Alfred watches with a smile, pleased to see his grandson being treated like royalty.

“Absolutely,” you reply with confidence. Before you know it, Kole swoops you up in a bridal carry and takes off into the sky.

Alfred watches, wide-eyed but ultimately content. While he could’ve driven you both to your date, seeing you together—full of life and joy—is all he truly desires to see.

♡

Meanwhile, you and Kole soared through the air. Arms crossed, you hummed softly against Kole’s shoulder, who glanced down at you and tightened his hold. You couldn’t resist giving him a soft grin in return.

Kole’s heart raced, and despite his nine stomachs feeling a touch queasy, he felt exhilarated. He landed smoothly in front of a coffee shop, grateful that the bustling streets of Gotham kept most people distracted.

You slid out of his arms, leading the way into the café while Kole followed closely, clearly smitten. Before you could reach for the door, he swiftly opened it for you.

A small chuckle escaped your lips as you walked inside, greeted by soothing music and the comforting sounds of coffee makers and clattering cups. The air was rich with the aroma of fresh coffee and bagels.

As you approached the register, your hand intertwined with Kole’s, you scanned the menu above. The young cashier offered a friendly smile as he said, “Hello! Welcome to the Mocha Café. What can I get you?” You returned his greeting with enthusiasm.

“I’ll have the chocolate bagel and a mocha frappe,” you replied cheerfully. The cashier chuckled, “A very sweet choice for a sweet person.” You merely hummed, deciding not to engage with his flirting.

Kole, however, felt a surge of protectiveness at how the cashier's gaze lingered on you. His grip on your hand tightened, and his expression morphed into that of a scolded puppy, clearly uncomfortable with the attention you were receiving.

“What do you want, beloved?” you asked softly, sensing his turmoil. You tightened your grip on his fingers, anchoring him.

“Uh… I’ll have the—” he hesitated, frowning as the unfamiliarity of human food hit him.

You quickly pointed to an option featuring what he may like. “He’ll take the Caramel Macchiato and the everything bagel,” you stated confidently, ready to pay. But the cashier interrupted.

“Don't worry, it’s on the house,” he said, trying to charm you. Kole's frustration bubbled beneath the surface, feeling insulted that the guy dared to flirt right in front of him.

Releasing your hand, he muttered, “I’ll find us a place to sit,” his voice barely audible. You noticed his struggle to hide his feelings as he settled at a table with two seats facing each other.

As you took your place, the cashier audaciously faked a cough to capture your attention. You shot him a sharp glance. “Yes?” you asked firmly.

He handed you the drinks and pushed your coffee forward, attempting to keep your focus. “Think you might wanna hang out one day? You could ditch that guy,” he suggested, smirking.

“No.” You turned away, grabbing a napkin to blot out the number scrawled on your coffee cup, ignoring the shocked look on the guy's face.

Kole sat at the table, staring down at the smooth wood while tapping his golden finger in a steady rhythm. Doubts gnawed at him. Would you prefer someone ordinary over him? Could a human really understand you better than he could?

He bit his lip, his green eyes flickering over to you as you placed your coffee down. You met his gaze, steely determination clear in your expression.

“Whatever you’re thinking, stop it. I love you, you idiot,” you stated with conviction, taking your seat across from him.

“But—” he started, but you cut him off with an unwavering look.

“No buts. I love you for who you are. I’m not interested in some minimum-wage worker trying to charm me away from you.” Your words, coupled with the way you squeezed his hands resting on the table, brightened his face.

Kole’s heart swelled, feeling as if he were falling for you all over again. “I love you…” he murmured softly, interlocking your fingers together.

“I love you too, my beloved,” you replied, returning his grin with warmth and assurance.

Kole Anders tag: @no-bishes @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

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⋆˙⟡THE BEAST AND THE BEAUTY ⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ DEMETRIUS PRINCE (OC) X CIVILIAN!READER⋆˙⟡

SUMMARY: the beast always finding the beauty in the home of their city.

GENRE: fluff + silly

INFO: This is a superson OC I’ve written for my own amusement. Demetrius is clearly the son of Diana Prince, and being the older brother of Elizabeth “Lizzie” Prince. He’s canonically handsome cause he’s the son of Diana Prince and Steve Trevor (this is my own AU. SO YES STEVE IS ALIVE!!). Demetrius is a brute, and in here superson trio is 15-17 along with reader.

WORD COUNT: 833

Humming a small tune, the boy with tanned skin, blue eyes, and black wavy hair flew across the city you live in. He slightly cared if he was caught flying out of his hero persona.

But hell, he skipped a boy’s hang-out with Damian and Jon.

Getting a text from Damian that said, “Are you abandoning us for l/n?” his text held a disappointed tone whilst Jon sent a crying face emoji. The Amazon boy scrunched up his face before leaving them on reading and putting his phone up.

Demetrius couldn't care as he put his phone down, sure he loved his best friends.

But does he care? No.

Does he care when you say you want to hang out?

Hell yeah.

So here he is, landing in front of your apartment door with a key you've given him—although you gave it to the other people. You gave it to him first and he’s never been able to let that down. He enters your place, smirking that charming smug look he always has as he looks around the apartment.

“Oh honeyyy!~ I'm home!!” he yells, his lofty frame leaning against the kitchen counter. He hums before he looks over, seeing you smile at him cheerfully by the doorframe to your room.

Demetrius couldn't help but smile, he let his arms out—letting you run into his arms. “Demetri!” you cried out happily, loving how he could just easily hold you around. He placed his hands under your thighs, walking over to the couch that faced the TV.

“Hey, how's my favorite person doing?” he asked, sitting down with you cuddling close to him.

“Good!” you lean your head off his shoulder, giving him a soft smile as he nods—patting your thighs. He mirrors your smile, loving how this is his calm place.

Even after he tried so hard to fake who he was; wearing glasses, changing his hairstyle, and lying about who he was. He didn't know you would just accept him as the son of Wonder Woman.

Being the son of a superhero isn't easy, especially being a big brother when Lizzie keeps making fun of him for always sneaking out to your place.

Always walking in with her unicorn shirt and holding her doll as she snickers. Demetrius is already flustered, pushing his little sister out of his room.

But now, here he is—relaxing with his serenity. You wore mixed matching socks with a big hoodie and basketball shorts, clearly fresh from school attire as he watched you play a new favorite movie of yours on Hulu.

Demetrius wasn't the one to have a so-called “soft spot” for anyone. Sure he has one for his close friends and his family, but damn does he have one for you.

“Do you wanna relax?” You turned towards him as the long and aggravating ads started to play. “You still got a hoodie here with some joggers.” you turned from him as you could hear him get him. He stretched, popping his bones with a small grin.

“Alright then, I’ll change for ya’ shorty.” he walks off before he could hear you insult him back. He soon comes back, looking at you sitting on the couch, crisscrossed with your legs.

Looking up from your phone, you gave him a soft smile. Demetrius swore an arrow flew through his heart and it wasn't Cupid or Apollo. Getting ready to jump onto his beloved leisure, Damian and Jon showed up—leading Demetrius to fall on his face in front of you.

Damian smirks, deliberately and smugly. Jon just looked happy to see you as he gave you a nice bear hug.

The two supersons sat down, leading you to be in the middle of them. Damian with his arms crossed and a leg over his other, and Jon with his hands on his lap—patting his thighs as he sways his head side to side.

“Well, Prince, nice to meet you here. We didn't expect you to be here—”

“What the Athena are you doing here?!” Demetrius yells, pointing towards Damian who raises a brow.

“Well, why wouldn't I be here,” Damian places an arm behind you, and if you looked closely, you could catch a glimpse of a vein pulsing in anger along with an angry mark on the boy. “We’re all best friends. Aren't we, l/n?” he asks you, turning his head to see you having a scrunched-up face.

“I suppose…?” your words dragged as you weren't sure how to answer his question before Demetrius lunged at Damian. Flinging him and the green-eyed boy to the back of the couch.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” you yelled as Jon jumped over the couch to prevent the Amazon male from harming the ex-assassin.

Sighing, you facepalmed as you couldn't—but could believe that this would've happened as Jon is screeching when he gets thrown above your head.

You dodge him effortlessly in case he almost hits your head as you watch your movie.

This is so, not Beauty and the Beast.

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⋆˙⟡TWO RED HEADS⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ WALLY WEST X TAMARANEAN!MALE!READER⋆˙⟡

SYNOPSIS: just two red heads who love each other, but they don’t know that to each other…

GENRE: mutual pinning to lovers

INFO: TAMARANEAN!READER IS BACK???! Wally west is such a simp for the tall alien boy that’s such a cute and bubbly person. Call him a munch, he doesn’t care, he loves that man so much!

WORD COUNT: 1,612

Your big mess of curly fiery hair flowed in the wind as you flew above Wally. You both were on a light patrol around Jump City. You couldn’t help but look down at the teenage boy who seemed to smile as he looked up at you, ignoring whatever was in front of him before your eyes widened seeing him crash into a boutique shop.

You let out a soft gasp, “Kid Flash!” You quickly flew down to him as Wally shook his head to get out the sillies from the crash. A nice old lady comes by and smacks him with a broom.

“Out! Out!” Wally gave her an apologetic smile and ran off with you close behind him flying.

You couldn’t help but giggle, not noticing Wally’s tanned cheeks had a faint pink tint to it. Mostly cause of your melodic laughter and embarrassment.

♡

During a relaxing day, or more like a slow day no small crimes and missions were needed. You were relaxing in the base, floating over to the kitchen. Humming a soft tune, not noticing a certain redhead staring at you with such softness.

You tilted your head confused as you looked up at the pantry that you knew that held a very special snack you like. “Where shall it be?” You questioned to yourself, Wally found this as his cue to speed over by you. “Cooley” leaning against the pantry doors with crossed arms and a goofy grin.

“Sup fire, what ya' lookin' for?” He asks, leaning his head more on the door as you float down to the ground. Even if on the ground, you were taller than him. But he didn’t mind. He can climb.

You smiled at Wally with sincere gratitude, “I am looking for the yellow delicacy!” You cupped Wally’s face, and the minute you did that, he melted into your warm hands.

“Mhm…” he says lowly as his green eyes soften. Not caring for what you are now looking for as you tilt your head. A confused look despite your smile, you let go of his face—now he snapped back as he pointed to the third pantry.

“It’s—uh in that one.” He says as you nod and find the mustard. When you first drank mustard in front of the team, everyone gagged. Sure Wally did a bit, but he found it so cool that your stomach is different from others and you can handle anything else that humans can’t.

“Thank you, friend!” You said excitedly, turning to Wally with such respect and softness as your full blazing green eyes looked back to his normal ones.

The word.. “friend.” It doesn’t even seem right to him, but he just smiles as he gives you a thumbs up.

“No problem, Fire…” Getting ready to speed off, you grabbed his face and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“That is for the payment for helping me! Bye, Wally!” You flew off to your room, leaving Wally to immediately look like a lovestruck cartoon character as he places a hand to where his heart is—sliding down to the damned floor.

♡

Robin side-eyed Wally who stared at your glistening body. At the beach, Wally knew you were a warrior on your planet, a warrior prince along with other Tamaranean males. But damn was your tanned body so beautiful.

Robin elbowed Wally who grunted holding his side. “Dude. You’re drooling, literally.” Robin said with annoyance watching his best friend wipe at his mouth. Wally scrunched his face at the short male who scrunched his face back.

“You really can’t go a single day without staring at the Prince can you?” Robin says with a clear smugness in his voice, Wally sighs, loud and desperate. Throwing his head back, he nods.

“How can someone be so cool.. but so hot man..” Wally says as he watches you play in the water with the others. Megan splashes you as you smirk and give her a big splash.

The water droplets run down your toned body, your curly fiery hair wet and more curly due to the water.

Wally snaps out of staring at you again due to fingers snapping in front of his face. “Staring again dude. Stay whelmed.” Robin says.

Wally groans, falling to the sand. He can’t help it! He really can’t it’s impossible as he didn’t notice you staring at him with a flushed expression as Megan whispered into your ear.

She moves away giggling, now you hide below into the water as you stare at Wally being kicked to his harshly by Robin.

♡

It was a soft spring day, you leaned against Wally’s head. Loving the breeze, you looked around the blooming flowers. “This season, you call this?” You asked—turning towards the redhead who just finished his sandwich quickly.

You both decided to go on a nice spring picnic, Wally’s idea. (Robin’s and Megan’s idea actually). But honestly, who can blame the Boy Wonder and Martian when their best friends have the hots for each other but are not acting on it?

“You mean spring? Then yeah..” he says with a soft grin that you mirrored.

“It is beautiful!” Cupping your hands together, you nuzzled closer to the boy who tensed up before relaxing. Coughing into a balled-up fist, he nodded. He felt warm and funny.

Like these butterflies are not letting him down at all!

He never felt like this, he was supposed to be flirting with you, joking with you, easing the tension as he glances at you to see you already staring at him with those gorgeous green eyes of yours.

Ah, shit.

“Is everything okay?” You asked him, sitting up straight and away from him with a small frown that held concern. Wally, finally realizing he hasn’t been chattering off like he’s used to, finally speaks.

“You’re hot.”

Shit. Why did he say the first thing in his head? Cause now you’re shocked, and he is too! He face palmed whilst your face heats up. Groaning in embarrassment all over again, he looks at you.

“I-I’m sorry y/n. That was so stupid of me..” you broke out of your own and shook your head rapidly. “No! It’s fine, I’m just… a little shocked of course.” You lean close to him, taking his hand off his face that he was trying to hide behind.

You saw his green eyes dilate a bit at you before they shrank. He was trying to hide all his feelings as of now, not wanting to ruin this.

Not wanting to ruin any friendship between you two, but he couldn’t do this for so long.

“Fire…can I.. be honest with you?” He says lowly, looking down to the grassy field.

“Of course, I am willing to listen to you, friend.”

Friend. That word again, that word he doesn’t want to be associated with you.

“Okay, well.” He looks at you, biting his lower lip before he just gives up. It was now or never anyway.

“I’ve been crushing on you since you’ve come to earth. Ever since you kissed me to learn English when you came here after defeating whatever those guys were that were chasing you. You.. you seemed and are so cool. You shoot eye lasers like Conner, but like they’re green and you even do these like laser blasts. You’re so handsome and pretty at the same time that I just wanna kiss your face. You’re also so kind and like my jokes, pranks, and everything!” He leans close to you as your eyes soften with each word.

“You’re an incredible guy, and the best guy to ever drop down from space. You literally are out of this world and I hope you can think of me the same way.. without the space part.” He says lastly, giving you a nervous grin, showing his teeth as you stare at him.

He started to get more nervous as you stared, his smile dropping as you stared more intensely.

“Uh.. Fire?”

After he called out your nickname, your face heated up, giving him a big hug, Wally yelped at how tight you held him against you.

“I am above the moons and stars! Thank x’hal you like me as well Wally!” You said with excitement, you leaned back to look at Wally who gave a small grin.

“Wait, so you like me back?” He says, not believing this as you nod excitedly. “Of course!” You then gave him a soft smile, letting him go fully as you played with your curly hair.

“I never had someone there for me always until I came here. I love Earth and our friends. But I mostly love you. Having someone, that cares for me… feels unbelievable.” With your words, Wally frowned before he got closer to you.

“Well, I am here for you... always.” Wally says softly, his lips hovered over yours as he wraps his hand over yours. Your eyes light up more, not believing this as you then relax your eyes. “I see..” you lean close to him, Wally feels his eyes widen before he starts to close them when he feels your breath hit his face.

“ You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Thank you, Wally.” You gave him a soft kiss, the kiss was nice and passionate as Wally leaned more in. Tilting his head a bit as you cupped his face, he had his hands on your hips. Bringing you closer as you giggled breaking the kiss.

Wally couldn’t help but chuckle, cheeks flushed just like you. “ I can't believe you're mine,” he said lastly before kissing you again.

Spring is a beautiful day, for the two redheads.

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HIIII!!! just read your Jack x chubby reader and it's so grrrrr so sweet that im getting sugar rush /hj. I was wondering if you could write Kole with a short reader. Not like 5'1 ft short, no. 4'8-4'10 ft reader (its my height, im so sorry). Like I'm imagining Kole just picking the reader up. Reader can be GN, but I would like them to be leaning more onto femme. THANK YOUU AND I LIVE FOR YOUR WRITINGS!!!

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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁#THE GIANT AND THE PEA. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

【KOLE ANDERS (OC) X GN!AFAB!READER】

ᯓ★ SYNOPSIS: Kole with a short human of a partner

ᯓ★GENRE: headcannons

ᯓ★INFO: this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

ᯓ★WC: 411

He’s a fuckin' giant. No joke, he’s 6’3.

Either height, you are below his shoulder. But despite that, he loves how tall he is. Though it wouldn’t matter if you were taller than him, he still loves you!

Kole will pick you up like a fuckin' princess, straight bridal style, or maybe even do the one-arm hold like Sylus from Love and Deep Space.

Since you’re more on the femme side, he loves it when he watches you apply makeup—you look so sweet and beautiful.

Please place kisses on his golden skin, he loves the feeling of your lips against his face.

Stained face with lip gloss or even lipstick, he’s wearing it out of pride with a goofy smile at your claim on him.

He loves to hold you close to him, your small figure against his huge one—he’s reveling in it. He loves that strawberry smell you have due to your perfume.

God, he’s such a loser for you, he’s so glad you were the first ever human he got to kiss to learn the human language of your planet.

There was one time he picked you up over his shoulder, you tried to get down—because first of all, you didn’t do shit this time. Your alien of a boyfriend is just clingy and needs your attention other than you just spending it on something else.

Like HELLO?? You have a tall buff boyfriend who is the kindest and sweetest guy ever.

Personally, if you like feminine stuff, he wouldn’t mind. The same goes for more manly/ masculine stuff. He still loves you either way.

It’s just your short height that gets him!

You’re so tiny, so precious—he makes you hold his hand a lot around crowded areas.

He doesn’t mind how people look at you two, if something bothers you by how they look, he’ll just cover your view of them with his body and make sure you are okay!

He loves it when you place your hand on top of his, just to show how big he is. He is seeing stars as his green eyes stare into your own set of eyes.

Jeez, he’s such a wimp for you, cause the moment you walk into your shared room with his massive hoodie on you or a shirt. He’s just grabbing onto you and never letting you go.

He’s having cuteness aggression, and boy did he give you a harsh kiss.

He loves his short human! <3

Kole Anders tag: @no-bishes @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

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⋆˙⟡#HEATING PAD ⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ KOLE ANDERS (OC) X BATSIB!READER⋆˙⟡

SUMMARY: when your body hurts so bad, you have to call your personal heater.

GENRE: period comfort/hurt comfort, fluff

INFO: this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Reader is the twin sibling of Damian, but Damian is the older twin of course. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

WORD COUNT: 654

Body aching, you feel like shit. Complete dog shit as you lay on your bed, bandages flooded across your body as you tried to move.

Wincing—you feel your abdomen be the worst of the pain ever. It keeps coming and coming, discomfort written all over your face. You groaned loudly annoyed.

“This is such bullshit!” You exclaimed angrily, training with your twin brother is not for the weak. Sure you both are ex-assassins, but Damian is a fucking beast! You aren’t much about that life til you are extremely pissed off.

Alfred helped patch you up the best he could ever do, which is always his best. But damn, laying down as of now, staring at the ceiling—you wish to die cause why the hell were you in so much pain for.

So you called the only thing you could, your heater.

☀︎

Kole was at his home, his blazing green eyes watching his adoptive mother, Kori, clean the kitchen as they talked in their native language about dinner. Thinking about bringing some zorkaberries from Tamaran for dessert. As Kole gets excited about the decision, his phone rings. He gets from the bar stool, pulling his phone out to see the name “Y/N” with a pink heart close to it. He frowns with worry as he answers it.

“Hello?”

“Anders..” your voice is what made him alert as he immediately started to float with wide green eyes. Kory looks worried as she knows how much he cares for you, he goes over to a window and opens it quickly.

Not wasting time—he flew. “Don’t talk. I am on the way to get to you.” He hangs up leading you to scrunch up your face.

“The fuck?” You said softly, not seeing a red-haired boy with curly fiery hair burst into your room. You jolt at the loud crashing and the tall buff teenage male whose body is tense.

“W-WOAH!” You yelled as Kole just shook his head from the glass and turned to you. “WHO do I need to harm for your safety!” He screams with a warrior's voice.

“Kole! No one, I’m fine dude!” You sat up, only to be flinching at the pain in your stomach. You then fell back with a whine.

Kole could only frown, and move closer to you, “You are not well. Is this because of someone?” He says softly, despite the hidden rage ready to be unleashed for you.

“Well yes but no—”

“Name.” He interrupts with a low voice.

“Let me finish.” You said with a pointed look, pointing to him weakly as he pouted and sat on the bed. Nodding for you to finish your words.

“Thank you. No one harmed me intentionally, it was just training between me and Damian. And I’m hurting like a bitch. So.. can you like.. be my heating pad?”

You said with a small grin, Kole gave you a slow blink like a cat before he tilted his head confusingly. “Heating.. pad?”

“Yeah, like you just lay on me like this—” You pulled his tall body over you, his face hovering over yours. He breathed softly as he gazed over your bandaged face and your small smile. “You can just lay on me like this, maybe place your hand on my stomach?” Kole slowly obeys, putting his heavy hand on your abdomen.

His warm hand feels so good, that it makes you let out a soft sigh, reveling in it while closing your eyes.

Kole then lays his head down on your chest when he feels comfortable, he gently rubs your stomach up and down. To make sure you felt fully comfortable—and you sure did as you fell asleep quickly. Kole glanced his full green eyes up to your face, a blank face before he smiled gently.

He soon closed his eyes as well, holding you close as he made sure nothing could disturb your peace.

He���s your sweet heater.

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My ass tryna be aesthetic by doing this….

⭑.ᐟ𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒾𝒷𝓁ℯ𝒹𝒸 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈

^ MY OWN LITTLE SIGNATURE—

AUGHH

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Eheheheh🫶

⋆˙⟡#A MAN, A MAN, A- MANNN!⋆˙⟡

⭑.ᐟDEMETRIUS PRINCE(OC) X BATSIB!READER

ᯓ★ SYNOPSIS: the times Demetrius showed he’s a man for you!

ᯓ★GENRE: fluff

ᯓ★INFO: This is a superson OC I’ve written for my own amusement. Demetrius is clearly the son of Diana Prince, and being the older brother of Elizabeth “Lizzie” Prince. Reader is the twin sibling of Damian, Damian being the older sibling. He’s canonically handsome cause he’s the son of Diana Prince. He has those Amazon genes.

ᯓ★WC: 1,265

FIRST TIME.

The first time he proved he was a man for you was when you didn’t like your order. It was straightforward: you decided to venture beyond your usual comfort food preferences. You love meat, especially chicken and eggs, but this was an opportunity for something different.

You were at a quaint restaurant, on what felt like a discreet date—one that Damian would undoubtedly take issue with, considering he’d probably go after this Amazon male for daring to date his twin sibling.

But you appreciated the way he treated you. He opened the door as you entered, pulled out your chair, and pushed it in after you sat down. You suppressed a giggle as you noticed a faint blush on Demetrius’s tanned cheeks. The menu offered several enticing options, and while you found one of your comfort foods, another dish grabbed your attention.

Demetrius studied you intently. “Did you find what you want?” he asked, his tone gentle as he set his menu down.

“Uh.. I think so?” you replied, unsure. As you handed him your menu, he leaned in closer.

“What are you getting?” His anticipation was palpable.

You showed him your choice. “Ah, that’s... unique,” he commented, then confidently ordered for himself and included your choice to the waiter.

When the food arrived, you inhaled the delightful aromas, smiling at how delicious everything smelled. But it was clear that Demetrius's dish looked even more appealing. You tasted yours, giving it a chance based on the enticing smell. That was a mistake; the dish was utterly repulsive. You masked a gag and discreetly spit it into a napkin.

Demetrius ate from his plate, feigning ignorance to your struggle, but a smirk tugged at his lips. “What’s wrong, babe?” he asked, managing to suppress a chuckle as you nervously glanced at him.

“Can... can I have some of your food?” you asked, not wanting to impose, even though you’ve known him long enough in years.

“Sure,” he replied with a chuckle, switching plates with you without hesitation. Your eyes widened in surprise as he took a bite of your distasteful meal.

“Demetri, you didn’t have to do that—”

“I wanted to. I knew you wouldn’t like your food,” he said, leaning back in his chair after wiping his mouth. “That’s why I ordered something I knew you would enjoy.”

He clearly relished the moment, watching your eyes light up with appreciation. You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well, thank you, beloved. That was very considerate of you.”

“I know. Now eat up, moró mou.”

That date turned out to be surprisingly romantic.

SECOND TIME.

The second time it happened, Demetrius clearly showcased his protective side. You and he were out for another casual hangout, just the two of you. You confidently held onto his arm, appreciating the way his muscles flexed under his sweatshirt.

On that chilly winter afternoon, you strolled through the city, both of you enjoying your time there. However, Demetrius started to look bored, yawning as you smiled and hummed, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet. You noticed someone around your age throwing glances your way, but you didn’t think much of it until you caught them staring at you again.

Feeling a shiver run down your spine, you instinctively leaned closer into Demetrius. The unwanted attention made you want to shrink away, but Demetrius sensed your discomfort immediately. He looked down at you and then shifted his gaze to the person who couldn't stop staring.

His jaw clenched tightly as he positioned his large frame in front of you, effectively blocking the person’s view. With a fierce glare from his deep blue eyes, he silently dared them to try anything. The moment the person felt the heat of Demetrius’s intimidation, they quickly looked away.

From that point on, Demetrius took it upon himself to shield you from anyone's gaze for the rest of the day. He grasped your hand firmly in his, making it clear that he wanted you close by and wouldn’t let you wander off.

THIRD TIME.

The third time, and now the present moment—Demetrius demonstrated that even a touch of makeup doesn’t diminish masculinity. His little sister Lizzie, on the other hand, was clearly bored and insisting that he play dress-up with her.

He insists he’s focused on his future spouse—on you. He reclines his wavy black hair onto your lap, leaning in to kiss your hand as you run your fingers through his hair. In the background, Lizzie pouts and storms off to her room. You can’t help but frown; the girl just wanted someone to play with.

“Come on, beloved, she’s just looking for someone to play with,” you say firmly, withdrawing your hand as he attempts to kiss it again.

Demetrius groans, rising with his eyes cast down. “That brat can entertain herself with her dolls for all I care.”

He was struck sharply in the head, coupled with an intense glare from you. “Demetrius Prince. You will play with your little sister; she clearly looks up to you.” With that, you got up and exited his room, shutting the door behind you—and leaving the frustrated Amazon male to sigh deeply.

Running a hand through his hair, he got up and followed you. He might be a jerk, but you were absolutely right about Lizzie admiring him. He found you in her room, engaged in a lively tea party.

Demetrius leaned against the door frame, a confident smile spreading across his face as he watched his cute lover and sister play together. You exchanged a knowing glance, aware he would follow you into the room.

Without hesitation, he plopped down next to you on the rickety little chair that felt like it could collapse at any moment under his weight.

Lizzie pouted. “No! That spot is for Ms. Gloria!” she declared firmly. Demetrius rolled his eyes. “Guess she’s not coming, then.”

The tension between the siblings was palpable, each giving the other a pointed glare until Lizzie’s face lit up with mischief.

“Then you’re Ms. Gloria!” she announced with a cheeky grin.

“What?!” Demetrius exclaimed, his voice echoing, causing you to stifle a laugh behind your hand.

Although he could have protested, he surrendered to the moment, allowing you and Lizzie to enthusiastically apply makeup on him.

He looked surprisingly good with a touch of red lipstick and blue eyeshadow. There was no denying it—his looks certainly made him a pretty boy.

“You know, most guys would rather die than put on makeup, my beloved.” You said decisively as you reached for some blush. Demetrius huffed, crossing his arms defiantly. “Well, I’m not like most guys, babe.”

You couldn't help but chuckle at his protest. “You’ve got that right.”

As you cupped his face to apply a hint of blush, Demetrius opened his eyes, his breath steady as he locked onto your face and then traced down to your lips.

“…you’re really close,” he murmured, his voice low. You paused, a playful smile crossing your face. “Am I?” you asked, leaning in even closer. The hint of blush on his cheeks morphed into a genuine flush as he placed his hands firmly on your hips.

“Yep…” he said before pulling you in for a soft kiss. Responding felt like pure magic, but it abruptly shattered when Lizzie gagged dramatically at the sight of her older brother kissing you.

“Eww!! Cooties!!” she exclaimed, her tongue sticking out in mock disapproval.

Demetrius broke the kiss, rolling his eyes in annoyance. “Oh, shush it.” But Lizzie couldn't help but giggle afterward, returning to the tea party as if nothing happened.

Demetrius Prince tag: @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion