Summary: "You remind me of lilies.” He paused, eyeing you with curiosity, “And why is that, beloved?” You smiled, “You just do, all different colors of lilies mean different things, and I can trace each one back to you. Every time.”
pairing: older! Damian Wayne x gn! Reader
word count: 611
warnings: none
a/n: saw a picture of lilies and got the idea to write this <3 my formal apology for the jason angst lol, i hope you like it! - luna <3
reblogs are appreciated!
The moment was a quiet one. The two of you were sitting on the grassy patch, the soft cloth from your earlier picnic providing comfort beneath you. Damian held your hand in his as he looked forward, eyeing the patches of lilies scattered across the meadow.
You looked at him, his brilliant green eyes glazed over with the soft peachy tint of the sunset ahead. The soft breeze swaying his hair ever so slightly, his smooth olive skin was kissed by the soft pink and orange hues of the fading sun. He turned to you, his gaze catching yours. His lips quirked up into a soft smile.
“Why are you staring at me?”
“You remind me of lilies.”
He paused, eyeing you with curiosity, “And why is that, beloved?”
You smiled, “You just do, all different colors of lilies mean different things, and I can trace each one back to you. Everytime.”
A soft shade of pink spreads over his ears and cheeks, he scoots closer to you, the hand that was holding yours letting go and snaking itself around your waist. You leaned into him, relishing the moment. The soft sounds of the grass rustling in the breeze, a blue hue slowly washing over you as the sun sets further. The temperature cooled slowly, the warmth of the sun dissipating, you brought yourself closer to Damian.
“Tell me about the lilies.” He spoke softly, you almost didn’t catch it. You smiled.
“Well, white lilies mean purity, tranquility, and humility. Red ones signify love and affection, pink symbolizes youth and joy, and orange ones represent happiness, love, and warmth.”
He spoke softly, “I don’t know that I’m any of those things.”
You turned to look at him, “Nonsense, you’re all those things and more.”
He met your gaze, smiling softly, the sun was gone by now. However looking into his sparkling green eyes, seeing the small crinkles at the corners from his soft gaze, they could’ve fooled you into thinking the sun was shining on just the two of you.
He leaned and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.
“I don’t think I would be anywhere near where I am today if not for you. I love you.” He spoke softly. His voice is gentle, tender.
You were so proud of him. Truly. He'd graduated from the Robin title, taking on his own identity, he'd started attending Gotham University with you. He'd opened up, made friends, he'd come so far. And it was all him. As far as he has come, these kinds of soft gazes, tender words, and warm touches were the kind that he saved only for you. It made them all the more special.
“That's all the product of your effort, Dami, not me. I love you too.” You leaned your head back on his chest, his arm wrapped securely around you.
The two of you stay like that for a moment, a comfortable silence washing over you like a warm blanket of serenity. The bees have stopped buzzing, the sounds now replaced with the distant songs of the cicadas, and the soft sounds of the crickets.
Damian broke the silence, “I used to think you were too good for me. That I didn’t deserve you. This. Even now when I look at you it’s as though I am seeing the stars for the first time.”
You met his eyes, gazing into the now darkened shade of green, “You deserve everything good in this world.”
He held you closer, kissing you softly. He pulled away, speaking softly, “The sun is down, we should get going.”
You shook your head, “Let’s stay just a little bit longer. This is nice.”
A/n: Hello gorgeous and lovely readers out there! Welcome to my Masterlist! I'll be updating this post time to time and possibly a new fandom will open up. Requests are open for any fandoms below!
Anywho, here’s your tea~
DC
Batboys x Reader
Imagines
How they met you
When a guy hits on you
Their reaction of when they first saw you
Interview(Batboys x Batsis! Reader
Batboys with a Short S/O
Chats
Valentines (mini poem)
Mental Breakdown
Chats
Listen
First time in the Manor
Watching
Yes ma’am
Headcannons
Attention
Nightshade
Imagines
Confession
Help is on the Way
Younger Sibling I Never Knew About Until Now(Dick Grayson X Sister! Reader)
True Love’s Kiss
Black Manta
Chats
Fruity Pebbles
Flowers
Honey?(Dick Grayson x Sister!Reader)
Upside-down Sit-ups
Band
Happy Birthday
Back off!
Hardy Har Har
Trips
Supersuit
Parents
Hubba Hubba
Headcannon
Bed head
Imagines
Younger Sibling I Never Knew About Until Now
Its Me!
Crushy Wushy
Chats
Beautiful
What the hell did I just Witness?
Lipstick
Call
Honey?
Do You
Reunion
Parenting
Stunning
Hi Beautiful
Names
Happy Birthday
Mess
Who is He?
Denial
Hell no
Anyone?
Falling in Love
Cutie Pie
Pain
Headcannons
Insecure
Gregarious
Cuddles
Imagines
Child
Chats
143
Meet Y/N
Sleepy
Priority
Doughnuts
Sleep
Swing
Imagines
Crushy Wushy (Damian Wayne x Sister! Reader)
Chats
Eggs
Weak
No Touchy
Loves you
Now Shoo
Costume
An Almost Confession
Two Words
That's my WIFE
Beloved Idiot
My Gift
Walking In
Beloved?
Damn!
Beloved Warrior
Greetings
Love?
100 bucks
Villian
Children (Stranger Things reference)
WACK
Chats
Cupid
Marvel
Chats
I’m Sick
Kiss the girl~
Beautiful
Supernatural
Chats
I like you
Chats
Pie
Poison
Attack On Titan
Chats
Merry Birthday
BTS
Chats
With Love
Fandoms That Might Open Soon:
Voltron(I know this fandom is dead but hey! Why not a little more fics about it?)
Found Family - You're a clone created from the DNA of Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent. Being created with intent to be used as a weapon of mass destruction was not something you asked for, neither was getting taken in by both the Waynes and the Kents. You suppose since this is your life now you have no choice but to live with it.
Bruce Wayne
Thunderstorms - There was a period of silence, your feet making soft splashes in the puddles below you, his steps were silent next to you. Your grip on the cape around you tightened when the loud rumbling on thunder sounded above you, you felt Bruce’s hand over your back, it grounded you.
Dick Grayson
coming soon!
Jason Todd
Ghost of You - In which Jason does what he thinks is best, and you’re left to pick up the pieces he left behind.
Tim Drake
What We Deserve - Love is a foreign concept to her. Love is transactional. It’s pain and it’s setbacks and she doesn’t need it. Love is not something she is incapable of feeling nor is it something she is incapable of receiving. She does not need it.
Damian Wayne
You Remind Me of Lilies - "You remind me of lilies.” He paused, eyeing you with curiosity, “And why is that, beloved?” You smiled, “You just do, all different colors of lilies mean different things, and I can trace each one back to you. Every time.”
