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DamiRae Week 2020: Soulmates

JLDAW AU

@damirae-week my entry

NOTE:

Part 1: DamiRae Week 2020: BOUND TOGETHER

Part 2: (YOU ARE HERE)

Part 3: DamiRae Week 2020: MARRIAGE

Part 4: I Remember You

DamiRae Week 2020: SOULMATES

When Constantine, Etrigan and Clark came to Damian and me to seek our help. I decided to let them wait for our response. I had things I had to clear out before we made a decision. What they were asking were more than we could put at stake. The world may be in an apocalyptic state; however, we had found happiness in this war-torn earth. But even so, we knew what we had to do. We were putting everything we have built for the past two years onto this suicide mission.

“You damned ungrateful child!”

“Father, would you please shut up.” I couldn’t help but mutter as he has been cursing me for a while now. I heard him make a disapproving sound but oddly enough had listened to me. I walk to Dick’s room as I thought that Trigon must be plotting something.

I entered his room, and he was still asleep from the spell I had casted on him. My healing is no longer the same. Perhaps it was for trying to recover the sanity of a once dead Nightwing. Or perhaps because of what I had done to myself and Damian. Afterall, there is a price tag for everything. I went over to Dick and sat beside him quietly as I observed his sleeping face.

I sighed and it sounded loud inside this quiet room. We couldn’t bring Dick due to his tendencies of reverting back to madness. And I felt bad. If we don’t make it, and Dick slips back to totally insanity—without me there to heal him—it would be permanent. Absentmindedly, I brush his hair away from his eyes.

“If it was anyone else who sees their wife stroke another man’s hair, they might kill the man.” I hear Damian remark in the darkness of the room despite it being day outside. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him being jealous. His footsteps were barely audible as he approached me.

“If we don’t make it…” I didn’t have to finish my thought as he places a hand on my shoulder and I faced him. He knew fully well of my worries.

“That time, I had promised you that everything will be alright, beloved. And I felt responsible—I felt that I had to ensure that it will be for you—for me and eventually for us.” He took the responsibility despite not knowing himself what the future would look like after the attack. He was trying to be strong. It was a trait I used to dislike, but have come to love.

“But…” He kneels down in front of me. And it seemed as though as I already knew what he was going to say, and I couldn’t help but wish this moment would stop and that he wouldn’t say it.

But he places a hand on my left cheek, I close my eyes to savor the moment. A second passes and I placed my right hand over the hand on my cheek. I opened my eyes to see him reach for our hands with his free hand. He places my right hand on my lap and brought my hands together, wrapped within his palms.

“This time, my beloved. I cannot promise you that.” He used such a gentle voice to try and make him sound less upset, but he cannot lie to an empath. Though I say nothing, I just feel it. I felt the desire he had for life and love, and his desire to protect and preserve. But I also felt the loss and loneliness and remorse. And hope.

“Raven.” He says firmly and I look at him, my vision blurry because of the tears that were ready to fall. “If my life is in danger, I need you to break the spell.” But I shook my head and tried my best to say a firm no, but failed miserably. And then the tears fall awfully slow, down my cheeks. He wipes the tears away by placing his hands on either side of my face.

He smiles faintly and kisses my forehead. “I had to try.”

“Your fate is my fate, my love.” I simply tell him a fact that we both knew to be true for the years that we were together. Even before I had casted the spell, we had always wanted to share each other’s fate with one another. We were intertwined in more ways than one could describe, and even more so when I casted the spell to bound us to one another.

“You will regret this.” My father couldn’t help but remark in a softer voice than usual.

It wasn’t easy but we eventually arrived at Darkseid’s throne room. Darkseid tells Batman to prove his loyalty to him. I was not happy with this progression. Batman started saying the things Damian have always been insecure about. And I felt rather uneasy. I wondered if it’s mine or his uneasiness that I was feeling, perhaps it was just ours. I could feel Damian was now riled up because of what Batman was saying.

“Damian!” I call out in hopes that he would snap out of it.

But he doesn’t and he initiated the fight with Batman as Batman’s chair came to attack us. I flew to Cyborg knowing that he could not defend himself. I couldn’t help but glance over Damian and Batman every now and then, and doing so was compromising my focus on my shield. With a sigh, I decided to lessen my glances at their fight.

I suddenly gasped in pain and my shield was down. I wasn’t hurt—no, it was Damian. Despite the pain and with the training Damian gave me, I used the opportunity to attack the stupid chair and put up a shield again. Damian was alive, I could feel it. I glanced at Damian really quickly to see that he was stabbed with his sword through his leg. He was well and alive; the thought eased my mind.

I have to destroy this chair.

“Let me help daughter.” Shut up father. I aimed very carefully and hit the chair with a purple blast and it goes down. I couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

“It could be easier for you if you let me fight in your stead.” I ignore him.

When I glanced back at Damian, he had gotten through to Batman who had thrown the Kryptonite sword at Darkseid. And I was happy for Damian, the fact that he had gotten through to Batman would finally ease his worries. But Darkseid was not pleased with what Batman did and then he let out a laser beam aimed at Batman.

And I realized what Damian was about to do. Without even thinking, as if it was natural as breathing, he was going to take the hit for Batman. And time slowed down, as an awful scream came out from somewhere—oh it’s from my own mouth. My outstretched hand toward Damian, had let out a shield to protect him. And I choked as I was feeling an out of body experience. Oddly enough, I felt at peace.

“I won’t let you touch the boy. He is mine!” My father says, his words not making sense to me. “You are mine, when I find a way. You. Are. Mine.” I glared at Damian and that was when it sinks in.

No. My father was in control!

My body flies from my current position to between Darkseid and Damian and floating three meters off the floor.

“Who are you?” Darkseid asks, staring at me.

“I’m here to actually even the playing field.” An ominous male laugh crackles from my lips.

“No, she isn’t!” I could hear Damian yell as a black blur pass from under me and over my head. The next thing I noticed was that I was falling. My head aching.

“Raven, are you okay?” Worry was in Damian’s voice, as he wrapped his arms around me. He had caught me, but—

“What happened?” I whispered as I looked up to Darkseid’s general direction. And I gasped, seeing my father in smoke form. I rolled out of Damian’s arms as I knelt on my knees and looked at Constantine.

“I have a better idea.” Trigon says and then possesses Superman.

“No!” A scream came from me, almost similar to the demonic scream of my father a moment ago. The next second I was up on my own feet. A wave of relief washes over me, something has shifted from within me. And the need to protect was the only thing in my mind. I stood in a defensive stance, between my father and Damian.

Trigon glances at me, a look of surprise in his eyes followed by a faint smile.

“I am proud of you daughter. You are strong.” Then he turns to punch Darkseid.

“Raven…” I kept my gaze at my father, not trusting that he would not take this opportunity to harm Damian. After all he had been threatening him for years now.

“Beloved…” Damian whispers gently as I felt a hand on my waist, and a presence beside me. I look at him and let go of the breath I found myself holding.

“I’m scared.” I told him, but he just smiled faintly and pressed his lips on the side of my head. He tells me he knows and I knew that he truly knows. I wasn’t going to lose him. The thought makes me follow Trigon’s movements.

“Your robe…” He mutters, as he ushered me towards where Cyborg was in the wall. My eyes shifted from following Trigon and Darkseid’s fight to my robes. They were white to my surprise. But I didn’t really have anything to say, so I returned my gaze at Trigon.

“Damian, about what I said…” Batman says from beside Damian, who raised a hand at his father.

“There is no need for that father. I know.” I felt the tranquility come out from him as he replied to Batman. “I’d like you to meet my wife.” I felt the love he felt for me radiate from him and I stared and my husband. I felt dejected.

In some other circumstance, he could have died at that moment. In some otherworld, we wouldn’t be together—not bound by friendship or love—not a marriage and surely not by the spell I casted almost a year ago. Perhaps we would never meet each other, or maybe we have—could have but was a meter short or even just an inch away from one another. Or perhaps our paths had crossed but there was no permanency between us. The thought couldn’t help but bloom in my mind. A worry that I had shared to Damian in the past. And I felt awful.

“Vic says we have a way out, but we need a distraction.” Constantine says just as we got close enough. Wonderwoman and company were already by Constantine’s side. And I focused my mind not to think of the possibilities running though my head.

“But we can’t leave Clark.” Batman says, the thoughts in my head quieted down. I turned to look at the battle behind us. I was surprised to see Superman cured and fighting Darkseid, while my dad was in smoke form inside an orb.

“Raven.” Constantine stared at me and I knew fully well what he had planned. I couldn’t help but put a grim smile on my face, as a few seconds tick away.

“I guess it’s the only way.” I sigh. “Damian stand behind me.” I sensed his displeasure but does so. I would rather be between my father and him just in case.

“Azarath Metrion Zinthos!” Constantine and I chanted and my father is released from his current prison. He was displeased with Darkseid and only glanced at me—no Damian for a moment and took off.

Superman then arrives just as the boom tube opened. And everyone slowly went in, sadly Victor could not join us. I couldn’t help but look for my father, Trigon. Damian was in front of me and holding my hand.

“Beloved…” Damian says as he squeezes my hand. We were the last two who hadn’t entered through the portal.

As if it was fate, my father appeared before us. He looks at us and tells us to live well. My eyes widened in surprise and I looked at Damian. He squeezes my hand again, though his eyes held a hint of sadness. We passed through the portal with him taking the lead.

When we reached the other side, we stare at the sky as Apokolips is sent to nowhere in particular. I look at Damian, let go of his hand to which he responded by look at me with a worried face. I close the distance between us by giving him a sudden hug.

My feet not touching the ground as I tightened my grip and burying my face on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me for support but tightens his hold on me after a second had passed. There was just silence between us and around us for who knows how long.

“I…I honestly wasn’t trying to kill myself.” He said quietly and it felt awful. The purity of taking the hit for his father hit me. But for him to think I was worried about that; I honestly was a bit hurt. Should I act childish to tease him? I was tempted but didn’t do so.

I pulled away from him, my feet touching the ground but kept my arms around his shoulders. I look up at Damian, trying to etch his face into my mind. From my peripheral vision I notice Batman looking at us. I withdrew my hands and took a step back from my precious husband. He couldn’t help but make a worried face, as his worries of him angering me with his selfless deed-- reach me.

“You should talk to him” I tell him as I glance at Batman and Damian follows my gaze. His worry disappears when his eyes laid on his father. He looks at me with love and goes to talk to his father.

I look at the fallen heroes around me, and despite their current state, I felt their hope for a better tomorrow. Whatever that may be. I glance at the ruin left by the Titan Tower. Whatever that future may be with all this ruble and destruction. I saw a stone large enough for two to sit on, and I walked my way there to sit on the rock.

I glance at Constantine and Flash who seems to be in a heated discussion.

“We have to tell them!” Constantine yells. And their voices were softer as they continued to argue.

I look at the water in front of me. The blue sky and how the sun’s rays reflect on the water. I think about that moment when Damian so fluidly put himself in front of his father. And I pulled down the hood on my head in frustration. That moment kept replaying in my mind. And I realized to the fullest what fear felt like.

I could have lost him just like that. He who had no powers.

I felt anger at whoever put him to the path of becoming Robin. I realized how stupid I sounded and sighed. If he wasn’t Robin, I would not have met him. And meeting him was the best thing that ever happened to me.

This is what happens when the relationship between heroes change into something more intimate. There will always be danger and fear of losing one another. This wasn’t something I had felt to this degree in the last two years. And that was probably because what we had to fight with here on earth was nothing compared to Darkseid. I wonder if I should be thankful for his almost death because it would not have made me see how dangerous it is to be together. If the world wasn’t already in chaos, knowing how frightening it is to be with another hero, would have made me stay away from romance in normal circumstances.

Familiar arms wrapped around me from behind and a head rests on my shoulder.

“Beloved, what are you thinking about?” Damian whispers right by my ear.

“Alright!” Constantine suddenly yells as he turns at us. He explains to us that there is an alternate to this whole ordeal, and it is as simple as Flash running—that is back in time and changing everything. I patted the spot beside me to invite Damian to sit beside me.

“It seems our time has come to an end.” I say faintly and rather absentmindedly. It was what we had worried about for some time. Damian had just sat himself beside me.

“Your spell… will it be undone too?” I felt his anticipation for my response, his hope.

“No,” I turn my head to face him. “Afterall as Constantine said, it is a nasty nasty spell.”

“Then will I remember you?” He hastily asks me. A pause. And he knew the answer and I felt his utter disappointment.

“Yes.” I said firmly though there was a knot in my heart. He looked at me with hope.

And we saw Flash stand up and began to run. We look at one another, the hands between us intertwined, and with our free hands, we cup each other’s cheeks and gave one another a kiss.

We pulled away from each other and I rest my head on Damian’s shoulder. This was it; this was as far as we go.

I woke up with a gasp, the air within my room felt heavy. I sat up on my bed as I wipe sweat from my forehead.

“Great! You’re awake!” My father says annoyed. “You were making me feel things I do not appreciate, child.”

“Like what father?” I ask just as annoyed.

“Miserable.” He grunts.

“Good. Because that is what I feel with you, and I hope you feel that too.” I mutter at him and he starts cursing me for being ungrateful. I ignore him so that I can focus on my surroundings to calm myself down.

I look at my room in the Titan Tower. Everything seemed normal, nothing was out of place. My father was right. I felt miserable when I had woken up from my sleep. Why did I feel miserable? Oh yes, it was because of my dream—no that was a nightmare.

The details—what were the details? I found that I couldn’t recall my dream. A dream? What dream am I thinking about? The one from last night?

I slowly lie back down in bed; it was still night out. I was just confused from being woken up suddenly by my annoying father. Yes, I will back to sleep now.

I allow the drowsiness to come to me. Today was a very tiring day, I need to go back to sleep. My eyes flutter back to sleep.

I felt like there were people in my room talking. It was faint, but it was a full-on conversation.

“Will I remember you?” A male voice says.

“Yes…” I felt something warm against my lips. “Unknowingly…” The female voice continues with a sad tone.

“Like the word at the tip of your tongue, like a memory you couldn’t completely recall, like a kiss from a butterfly…” I muttered as she finishes what she was saying, our words completely in synced. I wondered if I was having a fever dream. It had been a really long day.

“A feeling you cannot shake.” I felt that I had to hold onto those words. Yes. I have to hold onto those words. They were important. I know they were. I felt that there was even something more that was said before it ended.

Wait, what ended? My heart felt like it was being clenched.

What was it that I was supposed to hold onto? A tear slips from my eyes.

Why do I feel so sad? It was probably nothing. Yes, it was nothing. And everything was dark.

“You and I have become soul mates. You are bound to me as I am bound to you. No matter when or where, this will be true. Even if we do not know.”

I awoke with a jolt as though I was falling.

PART 3: DamiRae Week 2020: MARRIAGE

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eleanore-delphinium · 4 years

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[DamiRae AU] I Remember You

NOTE: Post- JLDAW (New)Timeline

Part 1: DamiRae Week 2020: Bound Together

Part 2: DamiRae Week 2020: Soulmates

Part 3: DamiRae Week 2020: Marriage

Part 4: I remember you (You Are Here)

I Remember You

Damian Wayne was looking at Jump City from the rooftop of the Titan’s tower. He was in his casual wear all in black. In fact, it was the most casual outfit he actually wore, a black hood with black fitted slacks and black dress shoes.

Raven had just arrived at the rooftop; she was wearing her hero uniform, her hood down. She walks to Damian quietly, whose back was facing Raven. There was a bulge within her upper robes.

It was odd seeing Damian Wayne in such casual attire. Raven couldn’t help but feel a tug at her heart. After all, he had said that he never took off his robin uniform unless it was to shower. But here he is, in the most casual attire she had ever seen him in. And it felt wrong.

She did not know why she felt it was wrong and it makes her furrow her brows and freeze for a moment. His back facing her made her think of thoughts that she had been trying to banish for some time now.

And somehow Raven was able to continue to go to Damian, the steps she took was an unconscious effort on her part. For the duration she felt as though she was walking on a tightrope.

“Hey.” She absent-mindedly called out to him. For a second, she was surprised at the sound of her voice, which breaks the chaos in Raven’s head. Damian turns to look at Raven with a quirked-up brow noticing the odd bulge in her robes.

“Ta-da!” She says with a smile as she opens up her robe for him to see the black puppy in her arm with a red collar. She had forgotten the thoughts that was replaying in her mind prior.

Damian looks at the puppy the already quirked-up brow seeming to be even more emphasized.

“It’s for you if you haven’t figured it out yet.” Raven says with a teasing smile. And he rolls his eyes as he crosses his arms over his chest.

“Of course, it is for me.” Damian stares at the pup with a cold gaze but as the seconds tick his facial expression softened. He reaches out for the puppy.

“You haven’t named him, have you?” He asks Raven as he glances up at her, and she shakes her head in response.

“But I don’t know why he kind of looks like a—” Raven says as a gust of wind suddenly blows, making her robes rustle against itself as Damian took the puppy off of her hands. With her hands freed she pinned her hair up against her head as she closes her eyes.

“Titus.” They both had said together, Raven saying it the loudest and Damian whispering it under his breath as though in a trance. The puppy fully in his hands. And it felt right.

“Yes, I think that is a rather befitting name.” Damian replied as the sudden gust of wind softened and disappeared. Raven glances at him in confusion, she could have sworn he had said something.

And for a moment Raven had thought that another image had overlapped over Damian. Her face twists in confusion, to which Damian glances at her in worry. It was an image very much similar to how Damian was standing now. However, the face was blurry and she felt as though the context was slightly different from the present.

Raven felt his worry and before he could voice it out, she simply says. “Dust had gotten into my eye.” As she rubs her right eye for show. And the image that she could almost clearly see was forgotten, as though she never saw it. Well, because to Raven she had never seen it, and if she does recall she had such an image in her head, it would not be as clear or lack thereof, as that moment Damian picked up the puppy.

“Thank you.” Damian absentmindedly say, despite being an unconscious thanks it was very sincere. And even though he was not fully aware, the words rolled off so seamlessly when directed at Raven.

Damian looks back at Jump City when he had realized what he had just said. And Raven smiles at his embarrassment as she looks at Jump City too.

Who would have known that he and her would become relatively close friends? No one could have guessed it, though admittedly the probability was high.

Raven closes her eyes as she took in a deep breath and another gust of wind hits the pair. And she felt a familiar warmth crept up her chest and enveloped her. She felt love.

She does not notice the careful observing glance from a pair of green eyes beside her. As the warmth in her chest translated into a wistful smile. And the smile to Damian translated as a frown with furrowed brows.

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They had gotten very close—Damian and Raven. And often than not they would hang out together. And one of those places—one of their favorite places—was the Titan’s rooftop.

The sun was still high up and Raven who was in her casual wear, had been on the rooftop for over half an hour now. She was leaning on the balustrade with her arms resting on top, as she stares out at the open water beneath longingly. She was still lost in her thoughts when Damian stood beside her. He observes her for a moment and looked out at the water consumed with his own thoughts too.

When almost fifteen minutes had passed, that was when she had noticed that the space beside her was occupied. A plethora of emotions coming out from the same spot but she had not registered it and she turns her head to see Damian. He notices her movement and looks at her.

Raven’s stiffened expression softened gently with the realization of the familiar features. And her heart tugged. A small grief looking smile was on her lips as she looked away from Damian and into the water below again.

“You must have noticed.” She said softly as her brows furrowed and softened with a sigh. Damian remains quiet and let her talk and clarify herself. She turns around to lean against the balustrade with her elbows resting on the fence.

“I had a crush on Dick.” She ruffles her hair with her right hand. Saying it aloud for the first time, she found that the words were so foreign in her mouth. But she does not notice the brief moment where Damian’s brows furrowed and his lips formed into a frown, as she was facing the opposite direction from Damian’s view. As she puts her right elbow back on the balustrade, she turns to face Damian.

“For the longest time I had liked him.” She said again, the tone in her voice was soft and rather resigned. He tilts his head to her direction, his emotions masked.

“I liked him. I mean I still do. But—I think—well before you ask. Kori doesn’t know, and when the two dated… I understood. Seeing Dick and Kori together—that how I liked him wasn’t as romantic as I had thought. I think—I knew—that I liked him for the wrong reasons.” Damian waits patiently as she sorted her thoughts and the next words she wanted to say. His face wearing the schooled expression of indifference.

“But then I met Tim—and it invoked the same feelings I had for Dick. And for a moment—I had thought that I had liked him romantically too, but—I was wrong again.” She gave an empty smile as she recalled her emotions when faced with Tim or Dick. “Their black hair—Azar. Their black hair and they’re back facing me always stirs emotions from within me that I don’t really understand where it came from. It felt right and wrong. Especially when I see them or pictures of them in their Robin uniform. But the thing is—when I see their eyes—a feeling of overwhelming mismatch hits me. And the crush I thought I have would subside and becomes replaced with dissatisfaction.” Damian turns to face Raven and was startled to see her troubled look. He had words he wanted to tell her but were lost when he saw her expression. Her eyes weren’t even looking at him.

“I can’t fall in love with every Robin that comes my way—” Her eyes flickers at Damian for a moment, a small goofy smile directed at him and it disappears quickly. “Or every boy with black hair.” She shakes her head with an empty smile on her lips as she turns her body again to face the waters. “When I see someone with black hair—I feel a knot in my chest.” She looks out at the water with a darkened gaze.

“It feels like I’m supposed to remember someone—supposed to be looking for someone.” She sighs. “You see Damian, I don’t know when it had started but I have been having dreams. These dreams for as long as I could remember—but the thing is-- I don’t remember them. I do know that these dreams caused me to have such a strong longing for this stranger.” Raven reaches out for the necklace against her collar bone. “I love him. All I know is that I love him. And that the stranger is a male without a doubt-- a male. And I vaguely—so very vaguely recall black hair. And warmth—" And a genuine smile is on her lips. “And a certain warmth against my lips.” She shakes her head as she softly chuckled and put her arm back on the fence.

“You know I tried looking for him—but how could I when I don’t even have a solid clue. And I kind of hoped that maybe one day he’d just appear and I would recognize him instantly. But that is becoming rather unlikely.” And she pauses to stare at the very silent Damian, his brows looked as though it wanted to meet one another but he was fighting the urge to. At his schooled expression of indifference. She knew that he wanted her to finish and vent everything out, so she continues.

“Which leads me to my current decision.” To this Raven’s gaze met Damian’s green eyes. His intention was just to glance at her but her gaze caught his completely. “I want to let him go.” There was clarity in Raven’s violet eyes and turmoil in the set of green eyes looking at her. She looks away from him and stuck her hand out the fence and observed it as she turned it so that her palm faced the sky.

“I will let him go. It’s not like I will know him when we meet. And if we do meet—well-- I honestly don’t want to keep falling in love with every Robin.” She says every Robin rather mockingly with a roll of her eyes as a joke. “But seriously-- I don’t want to keep looking at someone as if ‘hey this might be him’. It’s just dumb.” She adds as she shakes her head. And there was just silence. She allowed Damian to have a moment to let what she had shared sink in. And minutes passed, and Raven refuses to glance at him.

“I actually decided to strengthen my empathetic shield. So, I can’t actually feel how your feeling, and all I can do is make guesses of what you feel on your expression. Unless the emotion is really, really strong to which I would be able to identify briefly what it is your feeling.” She added as nonchalantly as she could, however she was nervous at how he would view her due to this particular information. “I want to be able to feel—love—or a crush because I actually like someone—not because I am chasing a shadow.”

And because of her strengthened empathetic shield, she missed to feel the turmoil in Damian. The words he could not put together and could not correlate with his inner conflict. And her adamant refusal to glance his way with everything that she had just revealed. She failed to see or feel Damian’s true response to her words. His inner response that words could not explain.

Was he supposed to comfort her?

With a sigh he finally says, “So, is this a confession?” his tone soft to curb his inner self. And she turns too look at him, a wary expression on her face at first but as she met his gentle eyes devoid of any form of conflict, her face warms up with a soft smile.

“Yeah, I can’t really tell Kori that I had liked her boyfriend. But I guess telling you that I liked your brothers is just as odd—but you’re the closest friend I have. And finally letting out all this information that I have been holding in—makes me feel so much better.” And Damian nods truly understanding how relieving it must have felt.

“I am glad then, that you decided to confide in me. And that I have such a great person I can call a friend.” And Raven’s small smile grew bigger.

“Did Damian Wayne, just thanked me?” She teases and he quirks a brow at her ready to rebuke, but was unable to as Raven’s joyous laughter captures his attention and he found himself grinning.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

I have so many fanfiction plans for DamiRae.

(e.g. Fantasy(Maleficent inspired); Modern Angst; Crossover…)

And I will try to write them, but I have classes, it might take some time.

And I have arcs for this timeline to work on too, and another Fanfic I am currently writing.

Just take note of titles, because that should indicate the timeline.

Hope you enjoyed this teaser!

This timeline is named: Familiarity (also in my ao3 account under Eleanore_Delphinium)

In my ff.net account, in a DamiRae Collection for achieving Tumblr posts.

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