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Damian Wayne Doesn't Do Friends With Benefits. by ArachnidsEyes
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DCU
24 Feb 2026
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He thought these types of engagements were for emotionally underdeveloped fools, too afraid of their own feelings to address them.
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Obsessive Fixation by DamselNeedsSaving
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), DC Animated Universe (Timmverse)
26 Feb 2026
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You just got your nails done, and Damian is obsessed with the feeling of them scratching against his skin.
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Failed Propositions and False Proposals by ArachnidsEyes
Fandoms: Robin (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics), DC Extended Universe
22 Feb 2026
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Prince! Damian x Princess! Reader
Your attempt at diplomacy with a neighbouring nation's prince quickly goes awry.Dividers: cursedcarmine & zclhs
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One morning, Y/N opens her eyes and finds herself in a stranger’s room, in a stranger’s city, until she realizes it’s not so strange after all. It’s Gotham. That Gotham. With vigilantes in capes, villains with clown makeup, and a skyline that bleeds menace after sundown. Somehow, impossibly, she’s in the DC Universe, living in Wayne Manor, and being served breakfast by Alfred Pennyworth.
Except she doesn’t belong here. At least, not the way everyone thinks she does.
As Y/N scrambles to navigate the shadowed streets of Gotham, she uncovers fragments of the life she’s now inhabiting, a girl with her name who was planning to run, a past littered with silence, and a family that never quite saw her. The world she’s fallen into is dangerous, both because of its infamous rogues’ gallery… and because of the people supposed to protect her.
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take all the light (and make it go black) by CrystalSelkie
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
18 Mar 2026
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His face is pale. Lips curled up in a grotesque smile. Torn up the cheeks, oozing blood that drips onto the cement floor. One hand rips at his dark hair, greasy and limp over manic eyes. The other hangs at his side, limply clinging to a gun. “Ha ha ha-” Half frantic laughter, half distraught sobs that rattle through his chest.
Between them, the Joker’s body. Blood blossoming around his head. Brain matter spattered on the floor. Smiling. Eyes vacantly staring up at the ceiling.
“Hahahahaha-”
Bruce approaches slowly. Like he’s approaching a skittish animal. “Tim,” he says softly, and the boy blinks at him, still laughing, still sobbing. There are tears in his eyes. “Tim, put down the gun.”