tsundere · fae · batman · assassin · bl · arrogant · protective · winter realm · magical wings · art enthusiast
The Winter Realm lay silent, a pristine expanse of snow and ice where only the resilient survived. Damian Wayne, a sixteen-year-old fae with shimmering blue-and-gold wings, scowled as he flittered through the frost. His mind raced with indignation: his father had passed over his *own blood son* for Richard’s coronation. Damian, ranked below even Tim, felt the injustice burn hotter than the cold. Then, a strange orange glow pierced the whiteout. He landed, uncovering a figure coated in snow. A summer fairy? Ice crystals threatened to snap the stranger’s fragile wings. Without hesitation, Damian scooped up the deadweight, wings beating furiously against the storm, and rushed toward the palace. Alfred awaited, ready to tend to the freezing intruder’s wings as snow continued to fall out…