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Another Damian x Raven Drawing just becasue I can hehehe xDHope you like it! Damirae forever

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Sketch WIP

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Iwaizumi: I love you.

Oikawa: I don’t blame you.

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The Olympics

The deafening sound of the ball hitting their side of the court was the last thing Iwaizumi heard before the stadium erupted in commotion. Argentina had won, Japan lost. Looking over to his team, he could see the crush hoped. Their faces were similar to those of the Seijoh players when Karasuno defeated them. He never wanted to feel that way again, never wanted to feel so lost again. Like everything, he worked so hard the past three years for, was a waste.

Looking over to the Argentina players embracing one another, he realized he didn’t feel like that; couldn’t feel like that. Standing before him was the man he grew up with, the one who would constantly beat on himself, who pushed himself to injury; wearing the biggest most genuine smile he had ever seen. There were no thoughts of “I could have done this better” or his insecurities sneaking upon him. He was pleased with himself, proud of what he accomplished. No matter how badly he wanted to, Iwaizumi couldn’t bring himself to be upset over losing when this was the outcome. Oikawa Tooru in all of his un-perfectly perfect glory.

“Iwaizumi-San” he heard a quiet voice ask. Turning to the younger man, he studies his face. His face was tear-streaked and he could see water gathering in his blue eyes. The bangs of his black hair were stuck to his forehead with sweat. “How many times have I told you to drop the ‘San’ Kageyama-Kun?” Iwaizumi asked with an amused smile, the corners of Tobio’s mouth lifted slightly before settling back down.

Slowly, both of them turned to watch the Argentina team celebrate. Hajime could feel the unasked question between them. The “aren’t you upset we lost?” that went unspoken. Taking in a deep breath, he exhaled slowly, allowing all of the tension in his shoulders to ease. “I know logically” he started, still looking at Oikawa. “That I should be sad or mad, even a little; but how could I ever be upset when he looks like that” he let out lowly, he could see Kageyama’s stare but still continued to look forward.

They didn’t say anything for a while, just letting the silence fill up the space, tuning out all of the noise still going on. Then, hesitantly, Kageyama put his hand on Iwaizumi's shoulder, squeezing gently. Dropping his hand he nodded at Iwaizumi before heading back to the court to be with his teammates.

As he stood there, watching the high fives and excitement from the other side of the court, Iwaizumi could hear Hanamaki's voice. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer” he teased after he caught Hajime staring at Tooru after practice in their second year. Fuck, he thought, he was so in love with this man.

Just as he was about to tear his gaze away and join his team, his stare caught Argentina’s setter. Oikawa’s smile shifted from a huge grin to a smaller, softer one. It was a smile Iwaizumi had seen so many times, but it was also a smile Oikawa only gave him, usually within the privacy of one of their bedrooms. Oikawa searched his face for something, asking a silent question. Apparently, he found what he needed because his smile widened again and he was running over to Iwaizumi.

Hajime noticed the sounds dimmed, the questioning stares people threw at them, the confused fans wondering why the hell Argentina’s setter was running to Japan’s team athletic trainer. He didn’t acknowledge any of it in favour of staring into those chocolatey brown eyes that looked as if they had stars in them. While running Oikawa almost slipped and fell, his bad knee buckling under him, but managed to catch himself at the last moment. Before Iwaizumi could scold him and call him a “dumbass” Tooru flung himself on the slightly shorter man, putting all of his weight on Hajime, his arms wrapped around his neck.

Instantly Iwaizumi warped his arms around Oikawa’s waist, steading his weight. “I missed you so much Iwa-chan,” the man said, his voice strained. Oikawa buried his head in the crook of Hajime’s neck, breathing in the scent of him. He made a little humming sound in the back of his throat, sagging down into Iwaizumi’s arms. “I missed you too, Tooru” Iwaizumi responded, relishing in the feel of Oikawa in his arms again.

A few moments later Oikawa left Iwaizumi’s arms, and Hajime would be lying if he said he didn’t want to grab the setter back into them. “I won,” Tooru said in a voice so small, so unlike him, it almost hurt Iwaizumi. “Yeah” Hajime whispered, holding the taller man’s face in his hands. “Yeah, you did,” he said a little louder. Iwaizumi smiled at Oikawa, but the other man’s gaze fell to the floor.

So quietly Hajime barely caught it, he heard a mumbled: “Are you proud...of me?” Tooru’s eyes flickered to Hajime’s for a moment before immediately dropping back down. Before Oikawa could even register what was happening Iwaizumi lifted his head and put his lips on the other man’s, applying slight pressure. Before Tooru could react, Hajime pulled away. It wasn’t their first kiss - it wasn’t even really a kiss, more like a peck - but it was their first one in a while and Oikawa couldn’t help but swoon at the feeling of Iwaizumi’s warm lips on his own. “So fucking proud” Iwaizumi declared gently, patting the brunet’s hair. Tears were gathering in Oikawa’s eyes and he shut them tightly as he embraced Iwazumi again. Letting out a long “Iwwaa-chaannn~” as he held on to the other man for dear life.

They both knew that when this private moment was over, they would have camera’s and fans asking questions, shoved down their throats. So for now, they would enjoy this moment.

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Not my usual content, I’m aware. I just love these two (and Haikyuu!) so much. Hope you all can forgive me, and hopefully I’ll have something for Damirae out soon

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Damirae at the beach or some place they'd be comfortable at!

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Damian, pointing at Raven:

That's my girlfriend, suckers!

Raven: Your wife, Damian

Damian: My wife! Even better!

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생일 ㅊ ㅋ 텥수~~~~~ㅇ3ㅇ

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Was watching some Teen Titans and I had to draw Robin and Jason as Red X!

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[Adult Nonsense Ahead]

“You’re a terrible dancer, did you know that?”

Raven’s face fell and she looked back up into Damian’s face, her lips tugging down into a frown. “I don’t see what that has to do with anything? I’m not here to show off my dancing skills. We’re here to catch a ring of black market smugglers.” 

“I know.” Damian loosened his tie and walked into their luxuriously outfitted room, looking at ease in a place like this. He stood by the window, his eyes flicking across the scenery. To anyone else it would have looked like he was admiring the wild, mountain countryside, but Raven knew he was calculating a hundred different scenarios all at once. Outside, snow ticked against the glass, thin light from the nearby town lighting up the Alps in the distance. 

He cleared his throat and glanced back at her. “But you make it so painfully obvious that this is not your world.”

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Hello darlings, I really want to get back into writing again, and before I start seriously working on “The Fifth Titan; Queen of Hell” I want to practice a bit but have no inspiration. So if any of you have a (vague or detailed) idea you’d like me to write please tell me. Or if there is a certain piece of dialogue you want me to include. Make sure to include the pairing as well (I really want to start writing for Haikyuu and some other anime’s), and if you want you can ask for a word limit (since I’m trying to see if I can shorten my works). Thank you all for your patience with me and I hope I can get back into writing regularly again :)

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oikawa: iwa-chan! did you know I can fit the whole world in my hands?

iwaizumi: what are you even saying? that's imposs-

oikawa, cupping iwaizumi's cheeks with his hands: see? my whole world.

iwaizumi, blushing: ...smooth dumbass.

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Iwa-chan 

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Iwaizumi talking to his mom: I got his ring a week after we officially started dating.

Iwaizumi: And one day, I just looked up from my cereal. And I said, "Do you know what I want to do today? I want to marry you."

Oikawa: I had just woken up and I didn't look cute, auntie! But, that's how I knew he meant it.

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Swag~

Official Art Remake / warmer swap

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Halloween AU (Kinda)

I made this a few months back and completely forgot about it, maybe I’ll finish it next year or something, but as of right now I’m done with it. Note: it’s not edited so everything is lowercase and there may be spelling mistakes.

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“this is a spectacular party, isn’t it damian” olivia garcia, the daughter of gotham’s mayor, asked the young man. bruce had taken it upon to host a halloween party. he claimed that it was for fun, but considering that he wasn’t even there, damian suspected that it was for something else. even though he had been living with the titans for awhile now, and he had grown quite a bit from the demon brat he was when he first came to the manor, he still lacked basic social skills. even raven, a child who was raised by monks that kept her away from society, could interact with teenagers better.

it had become apparent to people that damian wayne wasn’t much of a talker, except to teenager girls apparently. when donna had first arrived at titans tower, she had found damian in the training room and tried to have a conversation with him. of corse he was cold and gave curt replies so after a while she gave up. she attempted to do this a few more times until she got the memo. that was until kori had raven help donna with her flight. although the amazon warrior had made impressive improvements since being with the titans, her flying was still a bit weary.

as the end of their session came she noticed damian standing on the roof watching them, waiting. he wasn’t in uniform, rather a red hoodie with black jeans, and had a slightly less than medium sized dog by his side, with a leash in his hand. as donna and raven descended down she greeted him with a wave and bright smile. he nodded at her in acknowledgement before turning to raven

“i was planing on taking titus on a walk, would you like to join?” he asked the demoness, raising an eyebrow. looking at the dog for a moment she nodded. “just give me a minute to change” she said walking pass him. donna found the integration strange. mainly because she he had attempted to cut off garfields hand when he first tried to pet him. now he was asking someone if they wanted to take him on a walk with him. smiling, donna decide to heed her mentors advice about metalling in people’s lives. so she sat back and watched as the two birds danced around each other.

yes, it seemed that most teenage girls just didn’t understand that he liked his space. either that, or they knew and wanted to get in his pants. so here he was, with olivia by his side the entire night. she had came dressed up as a black cat, but at this point damian had seen twenty black cats. he was dressed as an angel, at the request of dick. jason found it ironic that the demon spawn was dressed as one, and honestly he found it a little funny too.

after not getting a response from him, she decided that she would leave his side for a bit, and hang out with a boy in a karate gi, in attempt to make him jealous. another girl had came up to him, asking him if he wanted to fuck. quickly realizing she was drunk -jason had brought drinks- he helped her find a place to sit and handed her a bottle of water. it was then that he felt a hand wrap around his shoulder, stiffening a bit before realizing who it was.

“how’s it going amigo” jaime asked. the older teen was dressed as a mummy. “fine” damian replied. “are any of the others here” he asked looking around. “yeah, they’ll be here in a second. the girls went to the washroom and gar’s by the snack table” he said, pointing to a man in a joker costume. garfield loved halloween, but there was only so many costumes one could use when he was green. the white face paint helped cover his skin so it was logical decision on his part.

as he looked back at jaime he realized he was no longer alone. beside him was a young girl with pale skin. her black hair grown to shoulder length and down, her violet eyes staring at him with a smile, even if her face was blank. this was a sight he had seen time and time again, although he doubt he would ever get tired of seeing raven. however, it was her costume that had shocked him.

she had a headband with devil horns on it. a red dressed hugged each and every one of her curves and stopped around mid thigh. red heels giving her an inch or two of height. looking at her up and down, he couldn’t help the blush that was forming on his face, glad that it was too dark to see it.

“what are you supposed to be” damian asked her, his tone monotone not giving up his real desires. coming up behind her, donna -who was dressed up as a cheerleader- answered for her. “she’s a demon, duh” she said pointing to raven’s horns. turning her head to the youngest wayne she smiled while raven sighed. “i lost a bet” she said flatly. “you? losing a bet? i find that hard to believe” the current robin said in disbelief. the small raise of he mouth let him know that she agreed with him. “tip of advice, amazonian food is worse than tamaraian” the empath told him.

noticing the way she was hugging herself damian came to two possible conclusions. she was cold, which was unlikely in the stuffy, sweaty room; or that she was uncomfortable. “are you okay” he shouted over the blaring music. “you look uncomfortable” “i am uncomfortable” the purple eyed girl responded. he felt a pull at his heart strings for her. he didn’t like that she was uncomfortable, but there wasn’t much he could do. he was damian wayne, robin, an al guhl, there was rarely ever a time that he felt powerless. but looking at the girl who had captured his heart long ago he was upset that there was nothing he could do for her.

they had talked for a few more minutes until donna had pulled raven to the snack table. amazons became pretty aggressive when they drink and always needed someone to stop them, so who better then a demon. as he watched the girls walk away he grabbed a beer. “damn...” he heard a vice behind him say. turning around he looked at grant and chris, seniors that he went to school with.

“you know her” grant asked. “i know both of them” he responded, taking a sip of his beer. “man, could you hook us up with them, we’ll like, do your homework” chris offered.

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If you’re curious in what was suppose to happen.

Raven, who had drinked a little too much, would have been dared to go up and either hug or kiss Damian. He would have helped her like the gentleman he is, and then say “I though we agreed not to do anything in front of the others?”

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