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Wish they’d have their own comic 😭
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john constantine: It has come to my attention that one of you bloody hell spawns is dating my kid.
teen titans: *confused* YOU HAVE A CHILD!
john: When I figure out who is dating my adorable gremlin. It is on fucking sight.
damian: *to himself * shitshitshitimsofuckingdeadshitshitshit
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in JLDAW when Damian told his father to save her, Bruce wasn't even surprised of what he said or didn't look at Raven and exactly understood what Damian meant and FUCK I NEEDED THAT SCENE WHERE HE TELLS ABOUT HIS FEELINGS FOR RAVEN TO HIS FAMILY OR THEY FINDOUT HE HAD FEELINGS FOR HER THEMSELVES OR HOWEVER THE FUCK THEY FOUNDOUT!!! 😭😭😭
#damirae#demonbirds#rachel roth#raven#demon birds#damian#damian x raven#raven x damian#damian wayne#raven roth#justice league dark: apokolips war#DC I'M NOT FORGIVING YOU FOR THIS!!!
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Sneak peak to the moon goddess and crown prince ffn
Damian Wayne, the son of Bruce Wayne, also known as Batman, is often referred to as the crown prince of Gotham. He is a skilled and fearless crimefighter, following in his father's footsteps to protect the city from the criminal underworld that plagues it. On the other hand, Raven, also known as Rachel Roth, is a powerful empath and the daughter of the demon Trigon. She is often depicted as a moon goddess, responsible for controlling and manipulating the forces of the night sky. One fateful night, the moon was shrouded in an eerie red glow, casting an ominous shadow over the city of Gotham. As Damian patrolled the streets, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he sensed a powerful presence in the air. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the night, followed by a chilling scream. Without hesitation, Damian rushed towards the noise and found himself standing on the balcony of Wayne Manor, where he discovered a mysterious figure covered in blood. The figure was none other than Raven, the moon goddess, who had fallen from the sky. Her once pristine white robes were stained crimson, and her eyes held a look of pain and desperation. Damian's first instinct was to protect and assist her, drawing her into the safety of his home. As he tended to her wounds, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the enigmatic woman before him. Despite her ethereal beauty, he sensed a deep sorrow and ancient wisdom within her. Through their interactions, Damian learned that Raven had been pursued by dark forces, seeking to capture and exploit her powers for their own nefarious purposes. As the moon goddess, her powers were integral to maintaining the balance between light and dark, and her absence had caused chaos to descend upon the night sky. In her weakened state, Raven entrusted Damian with the task of protecting the city in her stead, enlisting his help in restoring order to the night. As the days turned into weeks, Damian and Raven formed a powerful bond, forged in their shared duty to protect Gotham from the shadows that threatened to consume it. Together, they delved into the depths of the city, confronting ancient evils and formidable adversaries who sought to harness the power of the night for their own gain. Through their trials and tribulations, Damian found himself drawn to the enigmatic moon goddess, who exuded a regal grace and unwavering strength that captivated his heart. In time, Raven's wounds healed, and her power was restored, allowing her to ascend back into the sky to resume her role as the guardian of the night. As she bid farewell to Damian, she imparted upon him a gift, a piece of the moon's essence that linked their destinies together. From that day forth, Damian embraced his role as the crown prince of Gotham with renewed purpose, his connection to the moon goddess serving as a guiding light in the darkness.
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Another one of my ideas for my abandoned DamiRae Pregnancy fanfic:
Raven is forced to put more effort into her attempts to master Arabic because Damian had taken to talking to the unborn baby in Arabic.
This was one of the scenes I was writing for this idea:
Raven sighed as she let the pencil drop into the open workbook on her desk. Leaning back, she stretched her back and neck in an effort to relax the muscles that had been locked into a hunched position.
Looking out of her bedroom window at Titans Tower, she admired the sunset’s light playing on the water. Leaning back in her chair, she absentmindedly strokes her growing belly.
Removing her hands from her belly, she closed the Arabic language workbook on the desk.
She loved Damian. Really, she did. But loving him took work and effort. Not just the obvious stuff. Like his anti-social hyper aggressive attitude and lack of social skills. Sure, in the beginning, her friendship with him had felt more like she was his therapist … or an animal rescue volunteer who was fostering and socializing a half-feral lion cub at times. And over the years, he had vastly improved and matured. Turning from a friend into a crush then into her life partner.
Since her first meeting the younger boy, Damian Wayne was someone who required a lot of learning on her part. Like studying psychology and Arabic culture.
Most people did not realize that, at the beginning of her time with the Teen Titans, she didn’t talk much because she didn’t quite have mastery over the English language. While not entirely fond of large groups of people, on Azarath she was not such a loner. English was only used at home with her mother. So, outside of the home, she rarely used it while she was in Azarath. This meant that her knowledge of the English language was small and limited to daily life vocabulary. When she initially came to Earth, it took her months to adjust to the English language and about a year before she could say she had some mastery of the language.
Then, for the sake of learning different magics, she reluctantly had to learn new languages.
Since learning about her pregnancy, in their quiet moments, Damian had taken to talking to the baby (while looking very intensely at her midsection) in Arabic. Before her pregnancy, she had already been in the middle of learning Arabic. However, her learning of the language had been something that she was doing at a casual and relaxed pace. To her, learning Arabic was a side-project among many side-projects. After all, Damian rarely used his mother tongue with her. They used English to communicate with each other. And had used that language since their first meeting. She only ever heard Dami speak in Arabic when he got upset about a topic, mumbled in his sleep, or … was being very passionate with her. Also, on some level, she secretly thought it was better that she was better off not to know what Damian was yelling at her when he was angry. To be fair, she tended to slip into Azarathian when she was upset with him as well.
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For those curious, I’m currently writing a JayRae (Jason Todd & Raven) pregnancy fanfic. I’m new to the whole creative writing thing. So, constructive criticism is appreciated.
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Fuck This Cat
When Damian starts feeding the stray cat that lives outside Titans Tower
Raven: Damian? Why is there a brand-new case of Fancy Feast in the cupboard?
Damian: Because that ungrateful scoundrel doesn’t appreciate that I went out and bought it a brand-new bag of Meow Mix because -- apparently -- she doesn’t like that kind.
Raven: So you went back out to the store and bought it the wet food it likes?
Damian: *Opening a can of cat food* Yes! She won't eat anything else! I mean, we’re in a worldwide recession right now, supply chains are strained beyond comprehension, and this fucking cat has the audacity to be ungrateful while people are starving! Stupid bitch--Hey sweetie, (*In high pitch voice*) how are you today? I’m sorry I called you an ungrateful bitch. You hungry? I hate this fucking cat.
Raven: Yeah?
Damian: Seriously, this cat is the worst (*still petting the cat.*) You know, she had the nerve to hiss at me when I tried to feed her dry food? Stupid, fucking, worthless flee bag--what’s that? You’re done. You want some more food? Now this fucking bitch wants seconds! I mean, people are struggling, and can barely get by, and this cat thinks she can just get wherever she wants because she's pretty! I’m giving her like a half a can, she doesn’t deserve any more than that.
Raven: Just when I thought you couldn’t be more pussy-whipped.
Damian: You wanna fight, Witch Girl?
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young justice AU study group
Damian and Raven helping Conner with history homework
Conner: “What year was the war of 1812?”
Raven: *💢slowly losing it💢* “the war…of 1812?”
Damian: *💢💢💢💢* “I mean how many hints do you need?”
Raven: *😡* “THE ANSWER IS IN THE NAME!”
Damian: *😡* “WHAT DID YOU THINK 1812 WAS? THE FUCKING ADDRESS!”
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A little sneak-peek at a DamiRae’s upcoming strip I’m making for this AU! I gave Raven a scar.
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Could you please do a damirae new year’s kiss with them already being in a relationship happy holidays
Hello
So... this is late to the take, and there is no established relationship, but I hope you enjoy at least.
Neighbors AU
For Damian Wayne, he HATED New Years, he despised it, he despised the interruption to perfect lighting, he despised the rival sounds, and he hated his neighbor! The neighbor was incessant in her playing of the piano, which was a tolerable instrument, but what was not tolerable was her selection in genre.
Jazz.
He knew the daft woman was tasteless; having seen her a time or two in the bloody elevator, and collecting their mail. Flats, black coat, no distinct style beyond looking frumpy, and violet hair! VIOLET HAIR! Of all the ridiculous, degrading things to make matters worse.
And to make matters worse, Damian had purchased the penthouse suite with the knowledge he’d have no neighbors to interrupt his time; which he needed for his side profession; which he was beter known for; art. Jazz though, incessant Jazz! It was always, always, always, always Jazz playing through his bloody floorboards; and he wanted to kill his neighbor! Jazz that interrupted his concentration, his focus, his zen, his work, his passion; it was always blood JAZZ! He hated Jazz! It had no structure, set style, and worse, no complementary melodies; just playing a bloody instrument could be considered ‘Jazz’ and ‘art’ which was bloody bullshit. He would have respect for his downstair neighbor if she played classical consistently, but it was bloody Jazz! All The Bloody Time! And worse when her group was in, but tonight, tonight! Of all Bloody, Fucking Nights, she DARE to Throw a Party Below Him which had VIBRATED HIM Almost off his bloody balcony!
Damian Wayne was many, Many, MANY things but suicidal was not one of them, and tonight, he fully expected the wannabe musician to be OUT on the bloody town, not throwing a raging party in the building which seemed intent on testing building code regulations!
Storming down to the elevator, which rattled, from the raging party, and had him contemplating if he should lie down; in case the damn thing broke and went freefalling, or if he should just suck it up and take the risk. Displeased, but pleased not to die on his quest to yell at his senseless, tasteless, tactless neighbor, the elevator pinged open to a raging party in the hallway. Shoving his way through the mass of people; either making out, or pawing senselessly at each other, he shoved his way to the door, and pounded on it.
The door was yanked open, and he almost hit the woman who answered. He scowled at the violet haired offender; the woman was smiling brightly.
“Oh, heyya neighbor!” she chuckled. “Sorry about the noise, we were trying to be quiet, but my Zayde knows how to paaarrr-tae! And get booze… I’m drunk!” she whispered conspiratorially.
“I do not care about your personal follies,” he started; not permitting a true examination of her beauty off put him from what he had come here to do. For she was shockingly very stunning, and this lighting he resisted the urge to ask if he could use her as a model. She was a very striking woman, he would wager she was indigenous, or perhaps German; given her nose and eyes.
“Of course you don’t,” she slurred with a roll of her eyes. “Always judgy, and rude, you think yourself superior, right Mistah Wayne!”
He blinked blandly at her demanded.
“HA! Bet you didn’t fink I knew who you wuz…” she giggled as she swung around and skipped into the party.
“Get back here!”
“No!” she laughed as she appeared with a flute of something in her long, elegant fingers.
“I am attempting to be polite, this night, but between your abhorrent tastes in musical practices, and your ridiculous celebration of the New Year, I have come to demand you turn down this atrocious noise!”
“Noise!?” she snorted.
“NOISE!” he roared, and suddenly the room was silent.
“Mistah Wayne,” she giggled. And the music resumed much louder this time.“This noise is Zayde’s FAVORITE music, and I only get to see my Zayde a few times a year, so… fuck off, or I’ll kiss you if you’re standin’ here at midnight.”
“I’m not leaving until you turn off this bloody noise!”
Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six!
“Are you sure you’re not leaving?” she slurred with a baleful glare.
“Not until you put a cease to this noise,” he snarled.
FIVE!
“Very well, I’ve kissed worse,” she sighed drunkenedly as she knocked her flute of something back with the practice that accompanied a seasoned bourbon drinker or college shot taker. She made a face as she set the flute aside.
FOUR!
“I will not leave because you kiss me!”
“Oh, I don’t need you to leave,” she snorted. “I need you to Shut Up!”
THREE!
“I beg your pardon!”
“No you don’t!”
TWO!
“I’ll…”
“You are a very persnickety bastard when you open your mouth, which ruins the illusion your this hot, mysterious billionaire, and kissing you will get you to Shut Up! And Get Out!”
“I!”
ONE!
Damian didn’t get another word in as the cheers erupted, and horns blared, and the woman’s mouth crashed onto his with an enthusiastic kiss which tasted of champagne and fine red wine, he was too stunned not to accept the kiss. But damn the woman could kiss, she kissed with an unbridled passion and master which shook him to his core. He reacted on instinct, looping his arms around her as he stumbled back a few steps, falling onto her couch.
HAPPY NEW YEARS! Erupted everywhere, and she smiled as she pulled away.
“Finally, now stop complaining, I need to go say night to Zayde!” she was off him, leaving him baffled, stunned and confused as hell as he sat there befuddled at what had happened.
~~~*~*~*~~~
It was the next week he found out that his mysterious neighbor was the World Renown Concert Pianist Rachel Roth, who was the granddaughter of famous singer Lucifer Morningstar and renown violinist Alan Roth; both renown musicians in their own rights. Their children had married and produced Rachel.
Damian still could not figure out where between the kiss and the revelation that his neighbor was Rachel Roth when he had actually returned to his penthouse suite.
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Demons Within: Chapter 6
Finally, another new chapter! The story finally starts to earn its rating 😏
Ready to try a new approach to her situation, Raven goes looking for Damian and is not disappointed.
#damirae#teen titans#fan fiction#demonbirds#raven teen titans#fanfiction#demon birds#teen titans fanfiction#teen titans fan fiction#fanfic#demons within
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Just more birds 😊 I really can’t get enough of them
#my art#art#drawing#illustration#dc comics#dc#teen titans#damirae#Damian Wayne#Raven#demon birds#Robin#I love them so much
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raven, about damian: it’s not like him not to call
blue beetle: what do you mean? it’s totally like him not to call
raven: I mean for him to not call me
blue beetle: oh
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this is so damirae
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More ideas for my abandoned DamiRae pregnancy fanfic:
Raven doesn’t want people to touch her belly. Damian takes it upon himself to prevent people from touching her belly… and is willing to defend her with katana.
Both Damian and Raven freak out over raising a kid. Damian copes by reading parenting books obsessively and being reassured by Raven. Raven copes by meditating and trying to consult with her mother’s spirit.
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For readers who are curious, I am writing a JayRae pregnancy fanfic called “I Choose Us.” It is available on my Tumblr blog and Archive Of Our Own
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Hi guy! So in celebration of Damirae 5/5 (also Cinco de Mayo) I decided to make available the full length collaboration @esme0013 and created for the Ordinary Worlds Zine, Through the Window.
This complete version includes 15 previously unreleased pages of story & art and comes formatted in a printable e-book free for download!
I was originally gonna post this to Ao3, but the uploading process for images is such a pain and it just wasn’t worth the headache. Therefore, I’ve made it available on Gumroad for anyone who wants it.
Special thanks to Esme for being an incredible artist and co-creator! And @vilavi-2 for helping create the full version of the zine and steering the ship. This piece could not exist without either of you! I’m so excited to share the finished version with all of you!
Don’t forget to download your copy today and enjoy the all fresh content.
With Love --Ophelia
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Damien and Raven don't know what they are
Raven: Hey we're friends right?
Damian: yeah of course
Raven: Are we more than friends?
Damian: no, I mean we're not romantically engaged. We're just friends.
Raven: right, right, right, right, right, right, right, but sometimes we do share a blanket when we watch a movie together?
Damian: we'll yeah but that can be a platonic thing.
Raven: Sure, sure, sure, sure, sure, but there was that one time when we both drank one drink but with two straws.
Damian: that's not that bad-
Raven: sometimes when we're walking together we hold hands
Damian: platonic friends can do that…
Raven: you got me heart-shaped jewelry for my birthday
Damian: that's not a dating thing- people like hearts
Raven: Okay, but when I'm cold, you let me like Nestle against you.
Damian: I just don't want you to get hyperthermia.
Raven: we went to prom together
Damian: As friends!
Raven: we rented an apartment together
Damian: as roommates!
Raven: we adopted a dog together-
Damian: as coworkers!
Raven: well what about that one time when we were both on a trampoline and I lay down on my back and you lay down next to me and we both looked up at the sky and talk about life?
Damian: *🤯* oh dang…a-are we
Raven: right?
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