If you even remotely know me from writing this fic, just know that I’ve finally finished writing the update and is a long ass chapter.
Enjoy Damirae Stans❤️🩹
(Yes, update for my Damijon fic is on its way as well)
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Damian: Witch girl, come here. I need you.
Raven: For?
Damian: Ever.
I think we can all agree that behind closed doors, Damian Wayne is the biggest, cuddliest softy in the world when in love.
Like, he obviously stays grumpy, unapproachable and with a big threatening murder face on the daily with everyone else. But once he gets to spend time alone with his beloved, he becomes the most giggly, spoiled, pampered baby.
So only Raven gets to see this soft and childish side of him, not a soul that knows or has known Damian Wayne could ever begin to fathom him acting like that.
Imagine if she decides to use this as a form of blackmail when he misbehaves.
Raven: Damian, we’ve talked about this. I don’t like it when you threaten to assassinate a guy’s entire bloodline just because he was nice to me.
Damian: There is no being nice without a vicious and execrable intent behind the action.
Raven: …
Raven: *takes her phone out and shows him a video of him using a baby voice demanding more cuddles*
Damian: …
Damian: If you excuse me, I have to go and express my deepest regrets to the traumatized individual over there.
Welp, I might have been in the middle of a mental breakdown, but as soon as one of my readers commented on my Damirae fic that it was the best they have ever read, I felt whole again.
Here I am, in the middle of the night, one energy drink later, ready to write the next chapter just for that one comment.