#damiraedemonbirds

[avazans]

Colab Damirae con mi adorada Val

[yo-solo-se]

Día 3

@damiraedemonbirds

[ghurab-alzilal]

Damian: Guys, I've been meaning to tell you... Raven and I are dating.

Batbros, Titans and Raven: *gasp loudly*

Damian: Raven, why are you surprised?!

Raven: Well, excuse me sir but I never thought that "the unemotional wall" would say it out loud.

@damiraedemonbirds

[damiraedemonbirds]

✨The DamiRae Giveaway 2023

DamiRae fans, we are excited to welcome you to the #DamiRaeWay. An event organized to celebrate the 3rd canonversary of our beautiful birds!

The event will take place alongside our sister event, #DamiraeWeek23, from July 17 to 23, and will consist of three parts:

♦️Giveaway DamiRae International

♦️Giveaway DamiRae Special Prize 

♦️Giveaway DamiRae National

🚨  How to take part

You can participate with any type of content: fanfics, fanarts, edits, MV, TikTok's/Reels/Shorts, etc.

All entries must be of your own authorship (No AI).

Participate from your favorite platform (twitter, fb, instagram, tumblr, ao3, wattpad, etc).

No offensive/hater content.

NSFW content must be marked and labeled appropriately.

Use the #DamiRaeWay and tag the official accounts depending on the platform where you participate. ✨Twitter: @dailydamirae, Instagram: @damiraedemonbirds, Tumblr: @damiraedemonbirds , FB: @damiraedemonbirds

The main couple has to be DamiRae.

You can only participate during DamiRae Week, from July 17 to 23.

You can only win once. 

🔔Important: The works that are uploaded but do not follow these instructions will NOT be counted to participate in any of the modalities of the event.

🏆 Prizes

♦️Giveaway DamiRae International

1st place: andthendk Damirae Art Commission

2nd place: Nevi H Damirae Art Commission

3rd place: Mildred Raion  Damirae Art Commission

🔔Important: Each commission has different characteristics and limitations depending on the place and the artist. The details of said prize will be seen directly between the winner and the artists.

♦️Giveaway DamiRae National (ONLY MEXICO)

Damirae kits

1st place: Totebag, Printed Damirae Zine 22, 2 Buttons, Stickers, 1 postcard and a Key ring.

2nd. place: 1 Postcard, 2 Buttons, Stickers and Key ring.

3rd. place: Stickers, 1 Button and the key ring.

♦️Giveaway DamiRae Special Prize 

1st place: $100 dollars

2nd place: $50 dollars

3rd place: $50 dollars

🔔Important: To participate it is necessary to have a PayPal account.

[demonbirdsforever]

We should do a DC FanFic Title Run

We should get artists and writers to do a year long title run. With DC comic fans writing a combination of characters for a story/comic that connects to a bigger story. Like what DC comics does except it’s a fanfic. Surely there’s enough Writers out there to do a Title run? Is team ups with writers possible? What kinda stories could you come up with.🤩

It’s just a thought and honestly we’d probably could do it as a fund raiser. I know that Damirea fans did something like that. If we did a wider scope we could really help a proper charity. Apologies I just went into left field with that!🤣😅😳

@fancyfade @bluboothalassophile @dc-and-damirae @tricksterrune @gorogues @longitudinalwaveme @damiraedemonbirds @damirae-sauce-week @reverseoforah @inverted-typo @xaphrin

Apologies I don’t think I got everyone. I’m going blank with some names.😅

[demonbirdsforever]

Yes. A Disney Princess. My second eldest brother loved the movie.

I’m a total sap.

No

In my younger days… I have done swimming, horseback riding and archery. That I can remember.

Only to people who know me.

This can totally be taken the wrong way but I’ll try. It’s colour and I’m not just talking skin colour. If someone has a particular coloured outfit or hair. One gentleman had the purest blue eyes you have ever seen. He was on a British talk show. I don’t think I’ll ever forget those eyes they just were… wow… I didn’t think those were genetically possible.

No idea. I don’t ever brother to look.

Happy endings. I don’t ever do horror.

I excel at finding missing items.

Ontario… @gorogues were neighbours!

Normally I’d say books but it’s actually just Stories in general. Novels, mangas, movies, tv series, comics, and video games.

Sort of… My eldest brother and his ex girlfriend left there furbabies here.

No idea. I stopped caring long ago.

Art class.

No idea… maybe being an Author.

Tagging 15 people! @tomjaydenstarr @reverseoforah @ravenfan1242 @mikasrave @andthendk @raventhedarkqueen @inverted-typo @jaybirdsgurl @heyimtephyy @opheliawillowbrook @queenoftheunderrealms @ravenraven2000 @dc-and-damirae @damiraedemonbirds @ghurab-alzilal

15 Questions for 15 People

Tagged by @sammysdewysensitiveeyes -- thank you!

Are you named after anyone?

No, actually. I think my parents just liked the name.

2. When was the last time you cried?

The last time was over a sad news story, but I'm not certain what it was or how long ago. Might have been about the fire in Maui.

3. Do you have kids?

Just the four-legged kind (yeah, I'm one of those people).

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I'm clumsy as hell and have never been good at anything involving co-ordinated activities, though I used to be an okay sprinter. My joints hate me now so all I can do is walk these days, and that's what I do nearly every day.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

It's just one of many services I offer.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Anything notable except the eyes. Unfortunately when I'm really stressed in social interactions I tend to not notice much or anything at all, basically putting all my cognitive resources into not being rude or acting like a complete social idiot. When less stressed, I'll focus on anything visually distinctive about them + their voice to remember them in the future. My facial recognition skills aren't great, and it's so embarrassing when I run into a casual acquaintance and they know who I am but I don't recognize them at all. Or I recognize their voice when they speak, but look rude for not acknowledging them earlier.

7. What's your eye color?

Green, probably -- one eye is slightly more brown so I was wondering if they might be considered hazel, but I think they're overall more green than hazel.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings for sure, as I'm a huge wuss who can't take scary. Makes me anxious and rattled for a long time afterward.

9. Any talents?

Hopefully I've got decent writing skills. My best talents are probably a good memory and a stupid dogged persistence which have served well in my hobbies but are often a hindrance in everyday social interactions.

10. Where were you born?

Toronto, Ontario.

11. What are your hobbies?

Comics, obviously, and I'm hardcore into genealogy these days. I like writing fic when I've got the inspiration/motivation (that's been rare these past few years), and enjoy thrifting, tea, photography, and minerals.

12. Do you have any pets?

One cat, who is pure trouble. We found her last year while out for our daily walk, and she followed us more than a kilometre home despite a pronounced limp. Turns out she had an abscess on her hip, and once treated she regained her ability to jump and walk normally.

13. How tall are you?

5'9.5". That half-inch is important because I've got a curved spine and feel robbed of my full 5'10 :>

14. Favorite subject in school?

History or geography.

15. What is your dream job?

Always wanted to work in a museum as a curator or an archivist of the collection.

Tag 15 people (these are some folks I haven't seen tagged with this): @tricksterrune @hesmiledlikeaweatherman @longitudinalwaveme @purplecyborgnewt @kenais-posts @demonbirdsforever @octy-gone @jessequinnfirstofhername @ohhicas

As always, don't feel obliged to do this, and feel free to do it even if not tagged!

[xaphrin]

Unfortunately Friends and Inconvenient Feelings

I wanted to do something for the @damiraedemonbirds DamiRae Holiday ruckus, featuring my two favorite tropes of: trapped in the frozen wilderness alone with each other, and oh no, there’s only one bed! It’s a very stern PG or gentle PG-13.

Sorry it’s down to the wire. I hope you all have a lovely new year and do jack-all this weekend. Thank you for being amazing. 

- - -  

The white, crystalline snow seemed to stretch out for eternity in all directions, glittering in the bright moonlight. The stillness in the air unsettled him. Damian was used to the ruckus of Titan Tower, of the chaos in the manor, and the never ending noise of Gotham city. This echoing stillness seemed to swallow every sound and movement in the space around him, and the world felt small. 

Stupid. 

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, steam rising from his lips. This whole situation was far from his ideal way to spend his last day of this year, but… His thoughts paused as his heart turned over, and he glanced back at the cabin, knowing Raven was nestled inside. Cabin was being generous, the structure was little more than a shack with a few windows. This evening could have been worse. 

During a fight, Raven had drained herself completely of her powers, leaving her empty and exhausted. She had tried to get them both back to the tower via a portal, but what little had been left of her magic gave out halfway there, and they ended up trapped in the wilderness of… somewhere. There were endless, empty miles to anything even remotely resembling civilization, and every step through the knee deep snow had been harder and harder on Raven until they simply inched along. 

Damian had been the one to suggest they take shelter in the small hunter's cabin when they stumbled upon it. It was a gift, one he wasn’t going to turn away because there might have been a town close. Besides, the temperature was still dropping rapidly, and there was not much either of them could do against the bitter cold. They would stay there for the night, and make their way back to the tower in the morning, after Raven had regained use of her powers. 

The cabin was a single room with a double bed, a wood stove, and little else. Damian had stayed in worse places for more than just a single night, but the longer he could avoid the use of an outhouse, the better. It wasn’t ideal, but it was something to protect them from the icy winter. He could suffer through it, especially if Raven was with him.  

Grimacing, he turned back to the cabin, his crunching steps the only sound in the world. Vulnerable. He hated feeling so damn vulnerable. With a muttered curse, he opened the door to the cabin and knocked the snow off his boots. The wood stove warmed the small space and cast a thin, golden glow over everything in it. Raven was sitting up in the bed, staring out the window. She seemed lost in thought, and it gave Damian time to gauge her health. Color had returned to her face, and her eyes seemed a little bit brighter. He breathed a sigh of relief, at least she was on the mend. 

"How are you feeling?” He dusted snow off his shoulders. “Do you need more water? I can boil some." The stream a few yards away had frozen over, and the hand pump outside was rusted beyond use, so Damian was forced to heat and boil snow in a small pot on the stove. Primitive living at its finest. 

Raven shook her head. "I'm fine." A shiver wracked her body and she pulled the threadbare quilt tighter around her, trying to block out some of the chill that seeped in through the drafty windows. 

There was a pause as Damian unfastened his cloak and dropped it onto the stool where Raven's cloak and belt lay. "Get some rest. I spoke to Dick and Kory, they'll be here in the morning if you're not fully healed. The storm we walked through moved south and is impeding their ability to get here." Damian rolled his eyes. "And the rest of the League is either out on missions of their own or celebrating New Year's Eve."

Raven smirked even as another shiver slid down her spine. "The last thing we need is a drunk Meta trying to rescue us." She shook her head, pushing her damp hair from her eyes. "I'll be fine by the morning, and then I can send us back. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Damian shrugged. “I’ve suffered through far worse. An evening in the middle of nowhere is almost a vacation.”

“You could probably have better company though.” Raven took a sip of water from a chipped mug. “I doubt spending your New Year’s Eve trapped in the middle of nowhere with me is anything but ideal.”

He glanced back at her, his lips pulling down in a frown. “Why would you say that? Aren’t we friends?”

She stared at him, her expression quiet. “I wasn’t aware you kept friends. Teammates are just reluctant annoyances.” 

“I would say you’re something far more than a reluctant annoyance.” He offered her a sardonic smirk, his eyes meeting her own. “Involuntary friends is at least marginally closer to what we are.”

Raven laughed, the sound soft and bright in the cold stillness of the cabin. “Involuntary friends? That sounds almost like you don’t completely hate being around me.” 

“An astute observation.” Damian moved to the wood stove and added another split log to the fire. He had left a few hundred dollars for whoever owned this space, it was the least he could do after the cabin saved Raven's life. 

She shuddered again, and Damian turned around to stare at her. "Are you still cold?"

"A little. But I’ll be fine."

Damian stood there and stared at her for a few moments, weighing his options. He could stoke the fire hotter, but they’d likely burn through the small amount of dry wood far too quickly. Letting go of a resigned sigh, he started to strip his damp uniform from his body, leaving it to rest near the warmth of the wood stove. 

Raven's face flushed and she glanced away. "What are you doing?"

"Getting out of my wet clothes.” He frowned. “And, sharing warmth. Besides, there's only one bed." His eyebrow lifted and he gave her a flat stare, as if he was expecting her to challenge him. "If you'd rather freeze through the rest of the night, then I'm happy to accommodate that request as well and sleep on the floor." 

Raven considered his empty threat, but instead shook her head. "No…"

"Then stop complaining." He peeled off his pants, leaving him in a pair of compression leggings and his undershirt. Raven let go of a small snort, and he glared at her. "What?"

She pitched forward and rested her chin in her hand, her eyes gliding over his form. "I always wondered what you wore under your uniform. I never guessed leggings."

He rolled his eyes and walked to the bed. "They help with chafing."

Raven laughed. "Heir to the League of Assassins, and you're a little miffed over chafing?" She shook her head and smiled, another shiver shaking her. 

“Shut up and roll over so I can hold you.” Damian pulled back the covers and crawled under them. Without another thought, he wrapped his arms around Raven and pulled her back against his chest. 

Slowly, her shivering subsided and she pushed back against him, snuggling into his own body heat. Damian stilled, holding a breath as he felt her well-shaped ass fit comfortably in the cradle of his hips. Holding a breath tightly in his lungs, he stared blankly at the wall across from them, trying to calm his mind. 

He had always known that Raven had a fit body, but age had been good to her. She was soft in a way he never really paid attention to, but he was getting acquainted with now. He wanted to run his fingertips over her, to trace every inch of her and remember how she felt under his touch. He wanted to memorize her so that he would never forget anything about her. 

He hadn’t been lying when he said they had transformed from reluctant teammates into involuntary friends, and he knew that buried even deeper than that, he harbored unfortunate romantic feelings for her. Inconvenient, unfortunate romantic feelings. 

“How are you so damn warm?” Raven pushed back against him, the tension in her shoulders easing. “You’re like a furnace.”

“Genetics.” He rested his chin on the crown of her head and tightened his arm along her waist. “Now go to sleep. The sooner you heal, the sooner we can get back to the tower. So rest.”

She fidgeted in his arms, and that did nothing but press her ass tighter against his hips. Damian rolled his eyes to the ceiling and grumbled. “Stop moving.”

“Why? Oh.” She paused and he could feel her vibrate with laughter, the sound teasing and almost playful. “Is this your first time sharing a bed with a girl?”

It was his first time sharing a bed with a girl he actually liked, which was entirely different from anything he had experienced before. “No. Now shut up and go to sleep. Or if you’re feeling well enough to tease me, then you must be well enough to get us back to the tower.” Her silence spoke volumes. “That’s what I thought.” 

“What would you be doing if we were back home?”

Damian sighed but decided to indulge her questions. “Father hosts a New Year’s gala I’m usually required to attend.” He laughed. “Compared to that, being stranded in the middle of nowhere is a delight.”

Raven chuckled, her tension easing a little more. “I can imagine. Although that sounds at least marginally more exciting than my usual New Year’s Eve.” 

His curiosity piqued. “And what would you be doing?”

She shrugged. “I’d be at home reading.” 

“You don’t have a boyfriend you’d spend New Year’s eve with?” He paused, thinking. “Or a girlfriend?” He knew the answer of course, but let her speak instead. 

“No. Potential dates tend not to stick around for very long once they figure out I have the ability to obliterate the world.” She shifted in his arms and rolled over to face him, and it felt intensely more intimate. “I’d like to think that maybe one year I’ll get kissed on New Year’s, but… so far I spend my time consulting dusty old tomes and watching the ball in Metropolis drop on YouTube. Enthralling, I know.” 

Damian snorted. “If you’d rather make an appearance at my father’s gala, I can make that arrangement. That way you don’t have to be alone on New Year’s.”

“Mm. If I can’t find someone willing to suffer through my powers by the end of next year, I will take you up on that. Besides, I’ve always wanted to try real champagne and canapes.” She paused, a teasing smirk pulling at her lips. “And is that your way of offering to kiss me on New Year’s, Damian? Inviting me to your father’s gala?”

“No.” Yes actually, he supposed it was. “Besides, kissing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” The few people he had kissed had ended disastrously. His experience was mostly women trying to trick him into believing they had real feelings, and make their way into rich society. 

“I don’t believe you’ve been kissed enough then.” Raven teased and tilted her face up towards him. 

He snorted, but somehow managed to keep his expression unreadable. Inside his heart picked up speed practically slamming against his ribs. Her lips looked undeniably kissable, plump and soft, and it would only take a few small movements before he would know exactly what kissing her felt like. Probably like tasting starlight. He swallowed and shifted under the covers, pulling her cold body a little closer to his own. 

He glanced down at her again, feigning annoyance. “Is that your way of saying you’d like to kiss me?”

“Is that your way of offering?” She hummed. 

If he didn’t know any better, he’d say her expression was almost coquettish. But Raven didn’t flirt, and least of all with him. She was known to be nothing less than despondent. Flirtatious wasn’t exactly listed in her personality traits. He shifted again, feeling her cold toes press against his ankles. Jesus, she was so damn cold. Pulling her closer, he tucked her body into his chest. “Stop teasing.”

There was a long pause, and he felt her breath warm his collarbone. “Who said I was teasing?”   

Damian let that stew for a moment, his heart picking up speed again. “There’s no way you want to kiss me.” 

She tilted her face up to his, her nose brushing against his chin. “I was unaware you knew the inner workings of my mind, Damian.” Her voice held a cold, sharp edge to it, and it stung. “Please enlighten me on all the things you think I want or don’t want since I seem to not know my own thoughts.”

He didn’t know what to say to that, and so he kept silent. Raven kicked his shin and he looked down at her, her eyes narrowing. What was she expecting him to do? Actually kiss her? The thought made his head spin and he opened and closed his mouth, trying to think of an appropriate response to her. Except she left him speechless. His mind was spinning and his hands tightened on her, pulling her closer. 

Kiss Raven.

Across the room, their phones simultaneously buzzed, shaking them both from their trance and alerting them both to the New Year. They had missed their usual parties and celebrations, and yet this moment felt infinitely more important. This muted conversation in a room neither of them had ever been in, trapped in the wilderness far away from any world either of them knew.  It might not have been how he expected any of this to go, but it still felt like everything he had ever wanted wrapped up and gifted to him. 

“Well, if you won’t do it, then I guess I’ll just do it myself.” Raven’s shoulders squared as if she was staring down an enemy, and she glared up into his face. Without another word, her fingers tangled in the front of his shirt and she pulled him down for a kiss. 

Damian lay there frozen as her lips pressed soft and chaste to his own. A kiss. A kiss from Raven. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Yes, he’d kissed before, but he hadn’t ever kissed someone he had such deep feelings for. None of his other kisses had been Raven, the woman he had secretly mooned over since they were young teenagers. The woman he had such deep emotions for that he couldn’t describe them. 

His eyes closed and he tangled his fingers in her hair drawing her close to him, if only so he could feel more of her body against his own. Deep in his chest, his heart picked up speed again, and he found himself leaning over her, pressing her into the lumpy, musty mattress. 

He could feel every ounce of her emotion poured into her kiss - her worry, her fear, her attraction, and her love. She loved him in a way no one had ever loved him before. It was the kind of emotion that felt like it could move mountains, and it shook him to his core and filled him with light and warmth. She loved him.

Raven sighed and pulled away a fraction of an inch, a breathy laugh escaping. “This is certainly a way to keep warm.”

He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers, unable to stop a chuckle from escaping. Her voice was soft, and he could feel her trembling again, but this time it was from something completely different than cold. They both lay there, entangled in each other's arms as the moment stilled, and Damian looked into her face. “How long?”

Raven pondered the question, an embarrassed flush darkening her cheeks. “Does it matter?”

He leaned over her again, searching her face. The confession welled up before he could tell himself to stop, and the words cut the weighty silence between them. “It’s been years for me. Ever since you gave me shit at the carnival and wouldn’t let me be a brooding, disgruntled teen.” 

A soft chuckle escaped her lips and she slipped her cold hands under his shirt, pressing them into his warmth. “Is that so? Maybe I should have put you in your place more often. Maybe it would have made you avoid those boring New Year’s galas.” Her hand slid up to his shoulder, dragging the shirt with it. “And maybe I would have kissed you sooner.”

He nuzzled her neck, peppering soft, chaste kisses along her jaw. “Forgive me, Raven. That our first kiss is just a little later than either of us wanted.” He paused and glanced around the cabin, his mouth pulling down to a frown. “And that it’s in a place like this.” 

“Next year, you can kiss me at your father’s fancy gala after I’m drunk on champagne and fat with canapes.” Her eyes darkened and she let go of a soft, pleased sigh. “For now though? I’m content. Even in a place like this.” 

He smiled, the warmth in his chest spreading out over his whole body. “Happy New Year.”

“The happiest one I’ve had yet.” 

[opheliawillowbrook]

Thanks @marudavalosart for the amazing art work! It’s so adorable, I absolutely love it 🥰 😍 🧁

Thanks again to Maru for being amazing and keeping me informed thought this whole process. I appreciate how amazing you’ve been to work with ❤️😊

If y’all wanna read the hot mess that inspirated this Commission click the link to 👉Cupcake Wars🧁

@damiraedemonbirds

[alpacalypseartb]

Decided to also join in on this little Damirae contest hosted by @damiraedemonbirds !I like when fandom communities have little contests and stuff it's really cool and fun!

Anyway here's what I came up with! I wanted to do Raven in a Krampus sweater but you couldn't see it from this angle 😂 figured mistletoe is a classic

[jokodoesstuff]

Merry Christmas! My entry for Damirae Holidays @damiraedemonbirds in which Fred Roth-Wayne is celebrating his first Christmas

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[avazans]

Damian and Raven went on vacation for Valentine's Day, enjoying a moment alone with the two birds, while at Titan Tower the boys go crazy over their disappearance without warning.

I bring you another of my OTP's and this time with a new coloring style, to be honest I always hated the airbrush because I felt that it came out horrible but now with some other techniques I used that tool and I must say that this style turned out well when applied. use lights and shadows in the drawing, so practice even more 👀

[yo-solo-se]

Día 1

@damiraedemonbirds

[ghurab-alzilal]

Nobody ≠ Nobody

Damian, sighing deeply : Nobody loves me.

Raven: What?

Damian: I said nobody loves me.

Raven: Should I be worried?

Damian: Not really. I just wanted to vent.

Raven, visibly upset : Don't worry, I take care of this... *leaves *

*Some days later at Metropolis Academy *

Maya Ducard, tackling Damian down : May I know why your girlfriend thinks I'm flirting with you?!

@damiraedemonbirds

[ineylesian]

TIS THE SEASON | NOV - DEC ‘22

— ARQHMS EDITION

OVERVIEW / december is approaching, which means it’s time to start rolling out the holiday fics! i do seasonal events by request, which means you can simply ask for any prompt linked below or make up your own for me to write!

HOW TO REQUEST (IMPORTANT) / comment on this post or send it to my ask box. if using prompts, please state which link you used, the number of the prompt, and the character. (if you do not include a gender for the reader, i will default to gender neutral). also, please specify what you want the actual fic to include (fluff, smut, angst.)

CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR /

CALL OF DUTY | simon “ghost” riley, keegan p. russ, phillip graves, john “soap” mactavish, kyle “gaz” garrick, könig

RESIDENT EVIL | leon kennedy, ethan winters, carlos olivera

DC | bruce wayne, jason todd, dick grayson

PROMPT LINKS

— WARM HEARTS by youneedsomeprompts

— SNOWY DAYS by youneedsomeprompts

— XMAS PROMPTS by mirclealingr

— HOLIDAY DIALOGUES by damiraedemonbirds

[damiraedemonbirds]

 Welcome To our First Damirae Contest: DamiRae Holiday!

DamiRae fandom, join this contest with a fanart or a fanfic with the prompt "Damirae at Christmas/New Year" to Win a commission from an amazing artist of our fandom.

Yes, it's that easy to participe!.

DamiRae Holidays will be held from December 24 to January 1st. Enough days for you to drop your work and have a chance to win!

PRIZES

1st Place: DamiRae Commission By @niahti

2nd Place: DamiRae Commission By @marudavalosart

3rd Place: DamiRae Commission By RavenTodd

First place will be chosen by a jury, while the second and third place will be chosen by an online ratter.

Each commission may be personalized to the winner's choices, as long as it meets each artist's criteria.

Rules

DamiRae must be the Main Ship.

All Ratings are allowed.

Prompts are Christmas and New Year, you can use one or both, or just  encapsulate the feeling of winter holiday in your work. Imagination it's the limit.  (Hanukkah, Posadas, Solstice/Yule/ Christmastide, Winter Wonderland, etc, etc)

Submitted work must be original.

January 1st; Deadline to join our contest. We’ll no take more entries after this day.

In order to be accredited as a contestant, each work have to be submitted under the tags: #Damirae and #DamiraeHolidays.

⚠️Keep in mind; In order to secure a place in the contest, you work have to be reblogged by us; You post, we reblog.  So use our tags, and since tumblr hides certain tags don't forget to mention us (@damiraedemonbirds). This way we can keep track of each contestant and nobody is left out.⚠️

On the following days we will be releasing more information. Do not hesitate on send us a message if you have a doubt or a question.

Let the holidays begin!

Art credit: @niahti

🔆This event is held by the Latino Fandom, so English can be a little awkward. But we really want to everyone to join us in this event and have a chance to win.

[vivian24l]

Here’s my entry for the Damirae contest. Some traditional art with alcohol markers.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone in the fandom 🎄🎄🎄

@damiraedemonbirds