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Blackthorn by mackattack645
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), Robin (Comics), Batman (Comics)
23 Oct 2025
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On the third of October, a heavy fog rolls into Gotham—and with it, a stranger.
At Gotham Academy, Damian Wayne’s art teacher suddenly departs on maternity leave, replaced by an enigmatic Irishman whose too-wide smiles and not-quite-human eyes unsettle Damian more than he’d care to admit.
It begins subtly. But as Halloween—and Samhain—approaches, and the veil between worlds grows thinner, reality starts to fray. What once could be explained by logic and reason… no longer can.
Something ancient is watching. Waiting.
And as the old saying goes: “Something wicked this way comes.”
Damian can only hope he’ll be ready when it inevitably arrives.
Or in other words: Damian Wayne and The Creature in a Creature Feature, Featuring: The Creature.
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16 Sep 2025
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Welcome Home (?), Suren Darga! by authenticaussie
Fandoms: Robin: Son of Batman (Comics), Batman (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics), DCU, Batman - All Media Types
07 Sep 2025
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How odd, Damian thinks to himself, that this feels familiar. Hands pressed to his chest, and his moniker, his name, called like a summoning. Bone suddenly shifts in his ribcage and he jerks upward with a wheezing breath, almost hitting the boy hunched above him. “What-” he tries, words coming short as he adjusts to the surge of pain in his lung. “What did you do?"
"It was only reasonable,” the boy says mulishly, but his breaths are shallow now too. It's hard to tell the difference between a broken rib and a cracked one, but Damian knows he should be more injured; he squints suspiciously, and the boy scowls back at him. “If we are both on the precipice, then neither of us will fall,” the boy mumbles. “Not alone."
OR:
When Damian Wayne finds a boy in the sewers, he doesn't expect magic and demons to tie them together - and he certainly doesn't expect the boy, Suren, to claim that they know each other and Damian's memory has been erased.
What's an ex-assassin to do, when a stranger claims to be his friend and magically handcuffs them together?
Well, hopefully not wind up dead...or believing in false claims of friendship.
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- Part 11 of death feels like a memory [superhero fic collection]
- Part 1 of the stars should point you home (but who knows where you are)
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- English
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- 12,553
- Chapters:
- 2/5
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- 1
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08 Sep 2025
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Works inspired by that one scene in Batman vs Robin animated movie, where Damian goes to the buddhist monastery in the Himalayas.
There will probably be 3 fics in this.
- Words:
- 25,978
- Works:
- 2
- Bookmarks:
- 9
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17 Aug 2025
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Calypso and the Illusion of Belonging by jiemae
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Batman (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Marvel, DCU (Comics), New Mutants (Marvel Comics), Robin (Comics), Robin: Son of Batman (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics)
10 Nov 2025
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Damian Wayne knows he does not belong here. He will never belong here. And looking back, he’s not really sure that he ever really belonged anywhere.
Or: In which Damian ends up in the MCU and his understanding of family, home, and self become a lot more muddled than they already were.
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- Part 1 of The Odyssey of Damian Wayne
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- English
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- 138,165
- Chapters:
- 17/18
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- 1
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27 Jul 2025
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A creak from down the hall. Bruce’s breath stills in his throat. The hallway light flickers on as the footsteps move. Bruce has enough wits about him to know the noise is purposeful. Damian always carries himself like a specter, but when he deigns to make noise, you can hear the way his feet drag across the floor. The brownstone, old as she is, makes enough noise for the two of them if you know how to listen.
A shadow, ever so slowly, drags itself before Bruce’s door. It hovers there for a long moment. Bruce wills himself to turn the knob, an easy flick of his wrist, but finds himself stationary.
A minute passes. Maybe two. Then the shadow moves back in the direction it came. Damian slinks back to his room much more quietly than he’d approached.
“Fuck,” says Bruce, miserably. He leans his forehead against the door for the same amount of time Damian had hovered on the other side, then turns around, and subjects himself to bed.
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Or, Damian and Bruce: on coming home, on family, on death. How do you talk to someone you hardly know?
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15 Jul 2025