A/N: Damian coming out to those and their self. Contains: a little bit of body dysmorphia disorder (BDD). A little bit of Birdflash, Timkon and supersons!

Damian Al ghoul ➡️ Daniella Al ghoul-Wayne

For F2468fucu

Life never felt like it fit, or clicked for Damian. Damian never felt like their body reflected who they were on the inside. Their name, clothes, looks weren't who they were. 

Damian glanced into their mirror and frown. Damian hated their body so much! It didn't feel fair to be trapped in their own skin, forced to be something that they were not.

Damian had lately let their hair grow a little bit longer and that at least put a smile upon their face, but Damian didn't allow it to get too long in fear of how the family would react. Damian didn't know why they were so worried, their family seemed very accepting. 

Their older brother, Dick, was pan. Cassandra was asexual and Tim was gay. Dick was currently getting married to his best friend, his partner Wally West in two weeks and for Damian, they felt like they needed to reveal their true self, their self that they have kept hidden for so long to them all before the wedding, so they could feel free and comfortable. They wanted to feel like their self at their big brother's wedding, at his happiest moment.

Tim, was currently dating Conner. And even though Tim got on their nerves, Damian always smiled and held hope within their chest for a future like that with his best friend and secret crush Jon, Superman's son.

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Damian brushed their black hair and glared at their self in the mirror. "Maybe glaring at the boy they saw in it would change" Damian thought and hoped but it never happened. Damian sighed and in a burst of rage, threw their hair brush at the mirror, shattering it to pieces. 

"Ahhhhh!" cried out Damian who collapsed to the floor on their hands and knees. 

Damian's body began to shake as tears and sobs rushed through their body. 

Damian was SO tired of this!!! Damian felt so trapped within their own body and it wasn't a feeling that they liked one bit. Damian felt like they couldn't breathe, like they were suffocating with every second that passed by as them as the wrong gender.

Deep down, Damian wasn't really worried about his family finding out the truth but more their mother and grandfather, because they expected perfection and being a trans girl was probably the least perfect thing for them.
To them, He was the heir to the throne, the one who would follow through with his grandfather's plans and have the power to rule over the world. But...Damian now found their self not wanting that, not feeling like they had to do what they wanted, or be who they wanted. Damian just wanted to be who they truly were and it wasn't their mother's or grandfather's tool/weapon, it wasn't being an assassin and it wasn't being a boy. It wasn't being Damian...it was being the daughter to the Bat, to feel love and acceptance from her family. It was being a hero and it was being a girl. It was being...Daniella.

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What they didn't know was that their bedroom door was open and their big brother, Dick, was standing there in the doorway.

His bright blue eyes were locked onto Damian as he watched his little brother struggle with their self. 

"W-Why...why can't I be m-me?!?" Damian cried out.

"Damian?" questioned Dick and Damian quickly looked up at him. They quickly brushed the tears off of their face and stood up. They straighten out their outfit and tried to put on the act that they were alright, but they really wasn't and they knew that Dick was seeing that for the very first time. Their act, their show was falling apart and their true form was finally breaking through and shinning.

Dick slowly walked forward towards Damian and gently laid his hand upon their shoulder and looked directly into their dark green eyes. 

"Dami..." voiced Dick and stopped when he watched Damian flinch at their name. Damian turned their head and shut their eyes tightly.

"It was now or never" thought Damian...Daniella.

"Grayson...D-Dick. There is... there's something th-that I have to tell you'' whispered Daniella as she slowly turned to face her big brother.

Dick knelt down to be eye level with her. 
"Does it have anything to do with why your mirror is like this and why you believe you can't be yourself? Y-You know that you can trust me right? With anything?" voiced Dick and slowly Daniella nodded her head as a single tear escaped her eye and ran down her face, to only be swiped away by Dick's thumb.

"I....I-I'm not a..." began Daniella but was quickly interrupted by Tim shouting out Grayson's name and stopping by Daniella's door once he found Dick.

"Dick! There you are! I was....what's going on?" said Tim but Dick quickly turned around and with a quick hand motion and a look that clearly read 'Not right now!' and Tim nodded his head, reached out and closed the door before rushing away from whatever was occurring inside that bedroom.

Daniella tensed up slightly when she heard Tim's voice, something inside her telling her to stop and not tell the truth about herself. But, as soon as Dick turned around to face her, all she saw was concern held tightly within his features and she sighed. She bit her bottom lip and knew, she knew that it was time to break free of the chains she felt trapped within all her life, it was time to be herself...her true self.

"It's okay'' Dick whispered to her. His two small words giving her to power to come out, to break free.

With a deep inhale of breath, she braced herself for the words she held so tightly within herself.

"I'm not who you think or see. I'm n-not a...boy, I'm t-transgender.'' said Daniella. Letting herself say that for the first time out loud was a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

In a single second, Dick's eyes widen before they soften and he smiled up at her. Daniella's eyes scanned over her brother's face, searching for disgust or hate but all she found was love, shinning brightly through his smile and his ocean blue eyes.

"What's your name?" asked Dick and it was the most simplest question but that question broke through the dam and Daniella broke down. She throw herself quickly at Dick, wrapping her arms tightly around her big brother's neck as she sobbed into his neck. Dick didn't waste any time to wrapped her into his chest as she cried. He rubbed small circles on her back, trying to calm her down and allow her to get it all out, for he knew what it was like to come out, to find that acceptance after all the time living in fear's grip.

''Shhh...it's alright. I'm here and I got you'' said Dick making her cry some more. 

After awhile, Daniella pulled back from her brother and whipped her newly fallen tears away. Dick looked up at her in silence, waiting for her to speak again, for he didn't want to push her at all.

"I'm...Daniella'' she whispered and lowered her head to not see his eyes, but Dick reached out and pulled her chin up so she could see the smile on his face.

"Hi Dani and I am so sorry that you felt like you had to hide yourself from all of us'' said Dick.

"It's okay...''began Daniella but Dick shook his head 'no' to show her that it wasn't okay, not in the slightest bit.
"I accept your apology and I...I want t-to thank y-you" said Daniella. Dick smiled and quickly reached out and pulled her back into a tight hug.

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[Two weeks later-at Dick/Wally's wedding]

The mood and the feeling in the air was so wonderful. 

Daniella glanced over at Dick and his husband, as he quickly shoved their wedding cake into Wally's face. Daniella chuckled for a moment before she felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned around and smiled brightly at Jon.

"Do...do you w-want to...to d-dance?" Jon stumbled over his words showing how nervous he truly was at the moment.

Daniella nodded her head and reached out and took Jon's hand in her's and dragged him out to the dance floor. 

They both relax as the music picked up. Jon, dressed in a nice suit and tie with Daniella dressed in a beautiful red simple dress that reached down to her ankles with some heels. They both might have been wearing different clothes and both be different genders but they both accepted one another and they both were wearing smiles on their faces.