#dlunae

hey … it's been kind of a night, you know?

isn't it always. some nights the world was at peace and everything was just a little bit alright and other nights the only thing that kept anyone going was the promise of a new day on the horizon. so when @dlunae calls him at an hour where they should both be asleep, dick picks it up on the second ring. donna was the strongest woman he knew, a presence so warm and steady that it was hard to think about where he ( and the titans as a whole ) would be without her. but she was just as human as the rest of them, just as susceptible to nights that were too long and too dark as anyone else. he can hear he hesitation before she even begins, and it brings a smile to his lips as he sits up proper.

❝ you wanna talk about it ? if not, you know haley could always use a cuddle buddy. ❞

ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ… ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ… ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴛʀᴏʏ.

they have been arguing over this fact for the last ten minutes. he was fucking furious, this expressed in way lines creased forehead and the way tension racked his body and made his posture incredible. shoulders roll before he closed the distance between them, jaw set in a rough line.

" you are the most annoying and infuriating person i have EVER met! and i cannot fathom why anyone would willingly be with you! "

maybe it was harsh, cruel to say the least. but god, this woman worke dhis fucking nerves. eyes are sparkling with intensity, jaw ticked with the irritation that ebbed off him palpable waves. he gripped her jaw and brought her close as head ducked down, lips finding hers in one of the most passionate and heated kisses he has ever shared -- not that he will ever touch base on why that is.

wait a minute. what are you talking about?

Fickle were the Gods of Olympus, often times little rhyme or reason came along swiftly with their actions. Though they were ardent followers of their whims at times, there would certainly be moments when Hippolyta would speak out of turn in their regard. A slip up, certainly, but mostly coming from the mind that there was much being hidden still from them.

"Hm?"

[ TXT ] :   this doesn't mean i forgive you.

[ txt : stargirl ✨ ] aw cmon donna

[ txt : stargirl ✨ ] is it really that serious

[ txt : stargirl ✨ ] i told you i'll replace it

well, this was going about as well as anyone would expect. besides dick himself, apparently. in his defense, he didn't really think that @dlunae's jumpsuit would rip when he put it on ! or, more accurately, he totally thought it would stretch to accommodate their difference in size. back in the day, they would totally be able to wear each other's costumes. of course, that was before puberty hit, but still.

[ txt : stargirl ✨ ] look, i'm sorry, alright ? cmonnnn don't leave me on read

she doesn't give into the yawn creeping up until the mechanisms whirr to life, lifting specialized metal into the sunlight. the honey blonde latte with oat milk & the sun warm karen's body, already taking in all the energy she can. sunspots sparkle over a french-tipped manicure, dusting into the air like pollen.

good morning, sunshine.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this.

when it came to the life of a teen titan, one always had to expect the unexpected. the strange and the impossible weren't all that uncommon, myths and legends living flesh. so when @dlunae texts him with some news that's allegedly unbelievable, dick is more than a little skeptical. and yet, interest surges in him, curiosity making him take the bait and type back eagerly. who knows, maybe this incredulous news was more of the teen drama variety than the of some incoming catastrophe.

[ txt : wonder girl ] oh yeah ???

[ txt : wonder girl ] well ??? don't leave me hanging

@dlunae -> sender kisses receiver to shut them up.

Alex wasn't a rambler, at least not usually. More often than not he'd get lost in his own thoughts and feelings so words couldn't slip out and yet today the nerves were getting to him and his voice was matching the steady beating of his heart and rising tension in his neck. A fast rhythm of nerves and anxieties that emerged from a long paved road of worries and insecurities.

Poor Donna, he barely knew her and yet she had to witness him fall apart, HE WAS A SEASONED SUPERHERO, HE WAS BETTER THAN THIS. Carding hot to the touch fingers through his hair as he went over every possibility in his head, everything that could go wrong every way he could mess up. It was mortifying, and the panic was beginning to set in, his tone more frantic, blue eyes wide as he harshly inhales and exhales.

Hell of a way to make a second or third impression, he much preferred her method.

Like a zap to the brain, his body goes rigid from the shock until his shoulders finally relax and he returns the kiss, eyes finally shutting until she pulled away and he had to restart his brain, panic long forgotten and buried beneath a mixture of confusion and admitted attraction. Bringing fingers to his lips, he blinks slowly, shooting her small and sheepish smile.