Damirae Week 2020- Day 6

Damirae week 2020- Day 6

Meet the family

(Teen Titans Go! Vs. Teen Titans)

Raven of different dimensions had given her a look, as if they knew that she was probably the one with the starkest story, or perhaps because she wouldn't think of eating a person with one bite, or because she came from a darker world (for over 13 years old).

It was strange to see herself in different ways, but in her short life she had grown accustomed to changes quickly. Life is full of surprises, but she didn't have that much imagination for this.

"Is there really blood in your world?" The Raven protagonist of this adventure asks, some shudder with fear just thinking about it. "Girl, in my world we break our legs, we adjust them, and we keep running."

No wonder the conflict with her father and the multiverse centered on this version, she seemed childish, uncontrollable and unbalanced, even bloody. She wants to ask questions, for example, did she lock her father in her holy shard or make him disappear, something that sounds like the best and impossible dream, too good to be true.

"There is blood." A wave of horror, wonder, excitement rises; only one remains impartial, it is the one that has a more similar world. "We try to avoid bloodshed. "

One Raven jumps out from the others, her wild hair, fur clothes and did she leave the caverns? God, he was going to need extra time to meditate after this.

"Wait a minute!" The caveman yells at her. Raven raises an eyebrow. "Your voice is softer" She looks at the Raven, as if wanting to explain a point. "All of us have scratchy voices, but this version does NOT. "

What?

"I don't know how to answer that." She pauses. "Should I be worried? "

One makes her way, she is impartial, she had also had a leading role, apart from the ruthless. She is surprised at how young she is, they share a subtle resemblance and she is a preteen, probably between the ages of fourteen or fifteen, her purple hair caresses her shoulders, her skin is pale almost lilac and her eyes are large; this version seems experienced, calmer.

So, she discovers it: this version managed to get rid of Trigon's influence, probably the others knew it just the same because they watched her with admiration, she is the undisputed leader.

"You can ask questions, but not at once."

Wow.

This girl moves next to the ruthless Raven, like an invincible duo "Your world is very different from ours" she senses.

They are probably right; she still doesn't understand why they are so interested in her world and not the cleansed version.

In the middle of these similar eyes she is still a stranger, they are all built from the same past, she felt it. They are all alike, the same, but their world established different rules.

Dick is a few yards away looking resentfully at his miniature version, converses with a taller one and they act alike, they are experienced leaders, but the teenager is still Robin. All the Robins are different, but there is no Nightwing, there is only the Dick Grayson of her universe and she thinks that maybe they were wrong to bring him to this fight.

"Is it true that they don't have a Robin on your team?" One asks.

"We have one" She closes her mouth. Damian would not appreciate that she will reveal information. "He’s not here. "

The more focused Raven raises an eyebrow, is not convinced with the little information she gives and looks apprehensive. Nor is she willing to say more, if there is someone who would understand her versions, it’s herself, they stubborn after all.

Then, a new pink portal opens, it is like a whirlwind and its color reminds you of cotton candy. It spits out a young Robin who is familiar to her, he has some batarang in his hands ready to launch and seems about to shoot down a criminal. He was on a mission with Batman in Gotham; therefore, he was out of the Tower for about two weeks. She did not expect to see him so soon, less in this universe. He comes late.

"Where's Black Mask!? "

He stops looking at the scene, first his brow furrows, his muscles tense and his hand strays to his back. They are like the three steps to hell.

"Who are they? " He draws his sword.

Raven pats her forehead.

"Another! " The little Robin waved his arms excitedly and ran to catch up with Damian. Oh boy, bad move. "You are amazing! "

Damian looked down with a grimace at the Robin, and put the sword away determining that there was no danger.

"What are you?"

"I'm like you, but better."

"No one is better than me," He growled.

He snorted.

Robin continued to circle around Damian, delighted by what he saw, commenting on the suit, his bearing and the sword.

"You use a katana!" He extended one of his small hands, wanting to touch the weapon, which was stored in its holster.

"Your friend is making a mistake," he was warned by the bloodiest Raven.

Damian punched him in the face and knocked him unconscious. She swears that several teeth flew through the air, his face is bruised, and no one seemed concerned; the adolescent version of Dick hid a smirk, concealing it wrong.

The other Titans looked at Damian as if he were some kind of catalyst for what they wanted to do to that Robin. So sad.

Nightwing converses with Damian, his passage from confusion, apprehension to resignation, but she can still feel him as a beacon made of discomfort. He is not used to magic or the concept of multiverse, which Cyborg explained to them. He had not seen the fight.

This whole adventure was too strange, she thought it was weird when a ship crossed the tower without causing damage and they realized that it was transporting similar heroes, they had time to explain the pink portal and get used to the idea of ​​the multiverse, when they were summoned they knew that they were there to fight. She was aware that something was happening because her father had been agitated, banging on the glass and screaming because he wants to break free, seeing a version of her father with two tails had sickened her and she discovered that being swallowed was not cute, she experienced the story of the bloodier Raven and nothing made sense. Then, she faced her versions that demanded that she provide them with information, since she is the most different. Raven had had enough.

Beast Boy at least seems content knowing his versions, also Starfire who smiles when talking to a pink-haired alien.

"Is that Robin version of your universe?"

Raven watches the preteen and nods.

"He not the same as ours," she says. She has a neutral expression, but her raspy voice sounds interested, almost as if she's trying to fit Damian's figure into all of this. "He seems sad" she reflects.

The memory of the first meeting hit her, Raven said the same and her appreciation was not wrong, although Damian would insist that it is not true, she found out. He wasn't going to be happy if he knew they were like that, he can hear the complaints and she found it amusing, if only a little.

"I'll greet him." The merciless Raven floats and she finds herself begging her not to.

Shame stings her insides; her father is teasing her and she stifles his laughter with a growl; She exchanges a look with her more focused version, and they decide to follow the ruthless one.

Nightwing is explaining, grimacing, and nods at the teenage Robin. When that Raven approaches Damian she is deciding whether to shake the teen's hand or not, while Robin stares at the sword, they both turn on their alarms looking at each other, he is about to speak, but was interrupted by a raspy voice and points with her sword at the origin of the sound.

"Damian!" Dick exclaims.

Raven stops a few inches away and they look at each other with their same teenager face. Frightened by the reaction this version would have with a sword pointed at her throat, Damian raises an eyebrow and cocks his head, confused.

He thought that the ruthless Raven would attack him, but she acts in a more surprising way, emitted a shriek of admiration and looked at him as if he were a hero taken from the pages of a history book; her eyes glowed with illusion and she babbles meaningless words.

They both look at her, like she's a stranger.

"Do you also have versions?" Damian asks, looking at the three of them. Putting the sword away in one swift motion, the smallest heroine's mouth opens and she continues to stammer. "Are you sure this alienated version, is you? " He watches her.

She nods.

Teen Raven clears throat "This is one of my other versions."

"It's the Baby Titans," reports Robin. There is a note of mockery in his words, he can conclude that nobody liked the universe of these titans.

"We are the Teen Titans Go!" Yells the Robin baby. He looks much better, although he has a swollen eye painted purple, but his teeth were restored in minutes, and he waves his arms. "We are the best version of the Teen Titans! "

There was a minute of silence, which was broken by a collective laugh.

Damian crossed his arms "This is too strange."

"At least you weren't swallowed."

She frowned, shot him a look, and promised to explain later, not now when her baby version is giggling, and she knows why.

"Then what Nightwing said is true." The hero rolls his eyes. "If I'm honest he thought I was delusional."

The watcher gives him a long look.

"What?"

It's the teenage Raven that draws attention away "do you know why they brought you in? The battle is over and suddenly your appeared" she looks at Robin; The boy looks away with a finger on his chin. "Do you have an idea why? "

Robin glances at the world around him. "I don't know how it works at all, Rae," he admits. "We will have to study this artifact. Either way, this Robin will return to his serious universe."

It's a relief.

She thinks of Jump City, she just wants to go back to their land and keep this memory as one of the strangest in her life.

"I have a mission," Damian says. "you must come back."

"We will," the teenage Raven reassures him. Damian raises an eyebrow at her, probably deciding whether to trust her words. "As soon as we take care of my father. "

Damian is startled.

"Is your father here?" He asks her and she nods, finding the tied demon guarded by the caveman versions, every time he tries to escape Robin hits him with a mallet. It still surprises her to find such a vulnerable version of his demonic father, his voice is softer, and evil is a low flame in this being. "That’s him? "

He is not at all like the one who appeared in the Middle East wanting to end the world.

"Sounds like a joke Trigon."

Trigon watches them and his eyes light up in a red glow, he stretches towards Damian fighting against the rope, wanting to attack the young man and shouts inconsistencies.

"I'll kill you, boy!" He squirms and is only a few yards away.

Caveman versions pull the rope. They have the attention of the titans of the infinite lands, the demon writhes like a worm, launching threats towards the titan.

"You defiled my girl!"

There is a gasp of surprise.

She was having one of those moments when she wanted to hide in the farthest corner of the galaxy where she wouldn't be found just out of shame. She does not know how this version knows about her relationship with Damian, since nobody knows the truth about them, and he likes it that away. She hoped that her father wanted to murder her boyfriend for the simple fact that he will be part of her life, not that he suffered a jealousy attack

"I know you took advantage of her!"

The Raven of this maddened universe screams and points at them "I can't believe it! You guys…"

She and Damian Wayne look at each other in discomfort and swallow hard. Few times have you seen Damian so nervous and if before she wanted to leave now it was much more.

Dick laughs.

"I knew it," he says through tears. Damian stares at his older brother until his laughter fades and he looks away. "I mean, bad that your father-in-law hates you. That sucks. "

Trigon continues to yell threats "I'm going to kill you! Don't touch her again! Raven, leave this boy!" He continues to fight the ropes. "I'll be watching you Robin! Every time you try to get close to my daughter, think that I will find you and…" A pink portal opens and disappears.

She looks at her boyfriend without knowing what to say. This was humiliating.

She gives Robin a grateful look, who had disappeared to her father in another dimension. He is only interested that they got rid of Trigon, even if it's the pathetic version. It is always good to beat him.

The teenager nods but does not comment further.

Raven steps forward "Are you with a Robin? "

She looks at the teenager, who now seems curious, as if this possibility were impossible.

"Yes," Damian answers. They both decide with a look that they would have to sit down and talk later. They know because a two-year relationship has just been revealed and they have to explain. "Bring us back to our land" Robin nods.

***

As Robin informed them, they would leave in a few minutes, Dick was dragged by the Robin baby and Damian is receiving questions from the ruthless Raven, she seems interested in his life and narrates about her dark side. She is surprised that her boyfriend is listening to her and not her cast out.

"I felt you were different," Teen Raven positioned herself next to her. Her gaze is focused on her boyfriend. "You share a bond with him. I can feel it. "

She curls over "How do you know? "

A small smile appears on her lips "I also have a bond with the Robin of my universe. "

She wants to ask her more questions related to her father, how she had found peace and lost the demonic influence in her life. As much as Raven had beaten her father, got help from her friends, the prize for saving the world was to lock Trigon in a glass and fight his influence. Every day she has to contain her emotions, control herself and maintain emotional balance, this version had already been through that hell. It should be nice to feel emotions and feelings freely.

Raven can love, get angry, feel, but to some extent. The relationship with Damian is not honey flakes. Some days his struggles overwhelm her, and she finds herself feeling empty, as if he had no feelings and they must be patient until the storm will pass. Other days he fought against the indoctrination and abuse inflicted by his Grandfather and mother since he was a child, Damian tries to find himself. They try to be better for the other, for themselves and those around them, but it is not easy.

She would like it to be different, that they did not have to deal with Trigon's influence in her life. That the demon did not remind her that they are family and that one of his versions had threatened her boyfriend, as if he were an overprotective father. Trigon was bad in each of his versions.

She observes Raven who is smiling, she wants to reach this level of temperance "Remember that no matter what you went through, Trigon is not your family and you should not define yourself by him" he advises her. "Have hope. "

She smiles. After such a peculiar fight it is good to have a moment of peace.

"Get away from my girl!" Shouts a sharp voice.

Beast Boy stands between Raven and Damian. She is amazed at how small he is, he is like a green pixie and thinks he looks adorable, if not for his squeals she might have thought he is like an adorable child.

"What are you? " Damian spat.

"She's my girl!" He throws a tantrum. "I will fight you for my Rae! "

It is time to intervene.

***

"And Damian, what was it like meeting your girlfriend's family?"

The young one snorts "Shut up, Grayson. "

"Do he really threaten him?"

"You should have been there, Jaime." Garfield stands up. He sticks his arms around his body and sways. "Trigon was tied up, so he saw Damian and went mad, he started shouting at him like this: I'll kill you, boy! " He mimics. "You corrupted my daughter and ... "

A shoe goes straight back into his face and falls to the ground. Damian had thrown the object at him, there is a series of screams and grunts, Kory is laughing, and it all feels very domestic.

Raven's heart feels full. This is her family.

“I asked you to lead the League with me because I’ve always had feelings for you.” | Entry for DamiRae week 2020, Day 2: Royalty/Aristocracy/Feudal AU

AHHHHHHHH 😍😍😍😍

sorry, but now it feels like i need to see your Raven leader of the league design with Damian al ghul (maybe the green suit from batman beyond? that design is the bomb!)

I promise once I have more time I’ll do something more proper!! 😅 I feel so bad I can only do rough sketches 🥺 🥺

Seeking happiness outside ourselves is like waiting for sunlight in a cave facing north.

 - Tibetan saying

Buscar felicidad fuera de nosotros es como esperar la luz del sol en una cueva que mira al norte.

 -  refrán tibetano

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Justice League Dark: Apokolips War, Justice League vs. Teen Titans (2016), Teen Titans: The Judas Contract (2017), Teen Titans - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Raven/Damian Wayne, Raven & Damian Wayne Characters: Damian Wayne, Raven (DCU) Additional Tags: DamiRae - Freeform, Freeform, Drama & Romance, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Demonbirds - Freeform, Light Angst Summary:

In which Damian and Raven contemplate the nature of their relationship.

This is beautiful. I have no words 😭😭

MY HEART

DamiRae Week 2020- Day 1

Costumes

His disguise is horrible, he knows that. Damian Wayne spends most of the night strolling among the guests carrying a glass of champagne and a grimace under the black band that covered his mouth.

He was glad that he chose a costume as little revealing as it is, it fits the uniform he used to wear in the league of the shadows, being a pair of pants, jacket and black hood, in conjunction with a band that only left his eyes on view; he was not interested in being recognized. His brothers would have complained about bringing a replica of a uniform and his father would not be happy with the association, however, he bought wings in a small costume store whose wings simulated bone, joined by a porous plastic that gave the impression of being cartilage. When the owner of the store offers him the wings, he thinks they are small, that a structure like this could never support the weight of an adult, but he says nothing.

He can be anonymous.

His father had dragged them to an event commemorating the Wayne companies anniversary, Damian thinks his father is anticipating that some Gotham villain would attack the tower, but he hasn't said anything and it's not as if Bruce Wayne was very communicative with the information he shares in the family. Sometimes he understands it, most of the time he doesn´t, because he hates walking blindfolded.

He had been taught since he was a child that preparation is a prerequisite for victory and that faith is a waste fools allow themselves. He definitely hates it.

He glances at his older brother, flirting with a red-haired woman, she's attractive in a revealing pastel dress and there's a white mask holding up a chin. He rolls his eyes when his hands come dangerously close.

He does not understand what women see in Richard Grayson, the man can be a complete idiot.

"Don't look so angry" Emiko Queen appears next to him. He is surprised that she managed to recognize him. "Tim Drake tagged you in his photo. "

Growls.

He had hoped to go unnoticed. He observed her out of the corner of his eye, the young woman was dressed in a shirt that read "I wore a costume" and some casual jeans, she looked disinterested as if she did not want to come and her statement on the shirt was a sign of rebellion.

"Are you here for your brother?"

She growls.

"Yes. He likes to attend these elegant parties, he left me no choice" Emiko reaches for a glass of champagne as a waiter passes by with a tray. "A toast to the fun? "

Damian looked at her.

A few months ago, they had been dating, nothing formal, since neither of them liked the idea of ​​romantic relationships, everything was casual. He thought Emiko was great, someone who proved to be more than what was seen with the naked eye. They are both people who had a strict upbringing and gave themselves to protect the innocent, however, the similarities are just that and it did not mean that two people worked together.

They are still friends.

He bumps his glass with hers.

"My God, could you smile, even once?"

He rolled his eyes.

The night flows slowly, although Damian stays next to his friend, he does not get the fun and he does not feel entirely comfortable around all these wealthy people; The laughter echoed throughout the room and is as elegant as it is empty. He is used to formality, but if he is sincere expecting a villain to break in, then he would have something more interesting to do.

Emiko is not happy either, but she pretends and when she is with her brother a smile slips over her lips, the weight disappears from her shoulders and she moves lightly. Now, they dance around the dance floor and he thinks Oliver Queen's archer angel costume is too revealing, it leaves his torso visible through a maya and his feathered wings take up a lot of space.

Both siblings move lightly.

He looks around him, Tim and Stephanie are talking to their group of friends, Jason talks to Roy, his best friend and can see how malicious smiles are born on their faces. The two of them act like it´s their private club.

Cass is talking to her father.

Emiko ran to her side, a smile on her face and she seemed illuminated by a new aura. Rarely had he seen her so excited, she carries a camera that hangs in her hands and waves it at him, like a flag.

Damian frowns, he does not understand his emotion.

"We have to take a picture of ourselves!"

He was going to reply, but she quickly requested help from someone who was passing, it is a girl; She is disguised as a witch, her bluish black dress falls to the ground and her pointed cap covers her hair revealing short dark strands that caress her shoulders. A mask over her eyes, the patterns are like a black spider web and it has an elongated shape.

Damian nicknames her on his head as "Witch Girl."

"Please take a picture of us."

Witch girl opens her mouth to answer, but the camera was already in her hands and Emiko would not accept a denial, she stands next to him and gets close to him. He tenses up when he feels pressured by Emiko to take this photograph. He doesn't like to see himself in photos, he had grown up differently, although he knows everything he needs and more, he still finds it strange to use technology for entertainment.

"It is for my brother."

As if that clarifies something.

Emiko straightens up next to him, a smile slipping across her face and he seems more like a soldier than a casual civilian who wants to capture a moment. Damian doesn't know where to put his hands, so he laces them behind his back and squares his shoulders, lifts his chin and ignores the smell of champagne in his mouth. The murmur and the sound of the orchestra shouting in the room, along with the knock on his friend's foot.

He focuses his gaze on the girl who points the camera at them. The device falls from her hands a few centimeters and she murmurs:

"He looks sad."

She says it to him, he is sure of that. He wouldn't have heard a thing will all the loud sounds, but he learned to lip read a few years ago, a skill that he found useful especially when you have to spy undetected. He wants to tell the witch girl that it's not true, and he's fine, everything is very good in his life. There is nothing he wants, he can snap his fingers and have what he wants, he surrounds himself with the most powerful people in the world, he observes things many would only dream of and found a family. She does not know anything.

A smile glides across his lips, the muscles in his cheeks tighten, unaccustomed to smiling, and he can feel his eyes take on small lines of expression.

The camera snaps back into place. It is as if the witch girl knew that he was smiling, despite not seeing the smile she feels he exhibited, but she had not given him the reason and that makes him happy for some reason. The witch girl was not right.

He doesn't look sad.

He can feel her eyes piercing him behind the contact lens, he distinguishes a dark color, like a purple beta, he has never seen a tone like this and he remembers that his father spoke of an actress with violet eyes, but that she had already died.

Elizabeth Taylor is the only person in the world with violet eyes, he had said, but he was wrong.

Now they look like wise eyes, like a rare diamond. Damian cocks his head trying to make out the face behind the device, only to have a piece of information to brag about in front of his father.

The flash blinks and the photo is captured.

"They look great together." The witch girl approaches and places the camera in Emiko's hands with a small smile. She leaves with her head down without looking back, the cloak of her dress rushes in midair and for the first time she notices, it catches the light in small flashes, in shiny blue stones.

Emiko speaks, but Damian barely hears what she is saying, because he still wants to see her face.

He does not like to remain in doubt.

"Do you think I look sad to you?"

She gasps, looks at him as if a horn had grown "I don't understand what you want ... "

He was no longer with her.

She does not see him for the rest of the night, so she simply shrugs and takes the opportunity to take photos with her brother and her fiancée. She would enjoy the night with or without Damian.

***

Later, Emiko would wonder what his eyes see when she looks at the photograph in the gallery, she and Damian are standing behind that old painting next to a plant, smiling happily for the moment. However, the attitude of friend distracted he shows signs of a smile and observes a point as if it were very interesting, a topic to talk about for hours, it seems that he is treading on another planet.

Damian could smile?

She had never seen him roll his eyes.

What had he seen?

"Oh no," Dinah leans on the sofa, looking at the photograph. She realizes she had zoomed in on the photo framing Damian's face. "I know that look. "

"What look?" She asks, interested.

Dinah Lance sits down on the sofa seat and smiles "He's in love. I know that look because I see it every day. "

Damian in love? That's ridiculous. It is impossible, there is much doubt in that equation, since their relationship ended a long time ago and they split quite well. Besides, he had never had those eyes for her.

"From who? "

The blonde laughs "From your brother. "

And Oliver is an idiot now.

***

Extra.

Damian walked around the room. He ignores the callers, including his brothers who want him to meet their groups of friends. Dick calls him as he wants to introduce him to his new conquest, Jason probably wants to annoy him, Stephanie wants to show him something (He wasn't going to talk about Tim Drake, because he doesn't count) and Cass frowns when she sees him walking through the crowd aimlessly.

He is looking for someone with a pointed hat, it is impossible to have more than one people like that.

Finally, there is a figure nearby having a glass of champagne, he only sees her back, but he would recognize that costume anywhere. His feet stop on a small slip on the polished ceramic floor and his heart hammers anxiously in his chest. He would have his answers.

He gives her a better look.

The witch girl has a costume in bluish tones, it´s smooth and hugs her slim figure. Gloves of the same color reach her elbows, and there is a small bracelet around her wrist in gold tones. What stands out the most is the pointed hat with a brim that brings shadows to her face.

Other girls had chosen mind-blowing costumes, elaborate hairstyles, and elegant outfits that were made to attract attention, but this girl is not flashy or flamboyant, she is simple. Damian finds something puzzling in her aura of mystery, but he has never been someone who will leave the mysteries unsolved.

He gulps and walks to her side.

She pretends to be interested in the snack table. Her eyes sweep over the food and he can see how she struggles to decide if she is going to eat those canapes or the miniature cakes, finally she chooses the cakes.

She has a sweet tooth.

He looks askance at her. He notices new details about the witch girl. Like she has a small red crystal on her forehead and gold star-shaped earrings falling down the sides of her face.

She has a smooth profile, as if she had been sculpted by delicate hands: A rounded chin, an upturned nose and soft skin, perhaps it she too pale, she probably does not like the sun very much.

She reaches for a chocolate bar and bites it "Chocolate makes me feel better."

Damian gulps again. He is not sure why; he does not like it.

He wants to end it all at once.

"Why do I look sad?"

She opens her eyes, turns to look at him and is amazed. Now, they are face to face, even with the mask on, you can see her surprised expression and the witch girl has more violet eyes than he had seen, and now she looks embarrassed.

"Sorry." Her voice is soft with a scratchy note. It´s unusual "It was just a thought that crossed my mind. "

He raised an eyebrow.

"You said I looked sad." He crosses his arms. "Why? "

She looks like she's about to run away, but she does something more puzzling to him, squares her shoulders and takes a firm stance. She is proud.

"You weren't smiling."

That's why?

He had looked for someone in an entire room where there are more than two hundred guests, only to be answered in this way. He wants to hit his forehead criticizing himself, but not everything is so bad. The witch girl watches him with attentive eyes, waiting for a sharp response, but instead a smile of amusement appears on Damian's face.

He slides the band that covers half of his face. They look at each other face to face, she decides to slide up the mask and they smile, because both are aware that this is ridiculous.

"I'm Raven." She extends her hand and he reciprocate.

Her nickname as "Witch Girl" slips into her name. He observes her eyes fascinated by the color of violet so rare. Despite the abnormality of the tone and her fresh face, he can feel as if he had met her at another time. He is aware that he has never seen her before, he does not believe in good first impressions, but he had the feeling that there was nothing to fear.

"Damian."

Not everything is so bad. He has the impression that his night can improve, he did not wear this costume anymore.

´´With you I feel alright

It´s been a long night´´

(THANK YOU @ravenfan1242 ❤❤ )