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Jon blinked. “Assist you. In a sex emergency.”
Damian’s sigh was very put upon. “Yes, Jon. In a sex emergency.”
“Right. Okay,” Jon said, even though none of this sounded okay, really. “And, uh, I hate that I keep having to ask this, but – and please for the love of god just answer me this time – what the hell is a sex emergency.”
(Or: the obligatory jondami sex pollen fic. Jon tries not to be into it, but he's very into it. Damian does the same thing. Eventually they figure it out.)
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06 Apr 2026
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“You don’t remember me?” Romeo murmurs.
Not-Carlo’s expression morphs ever so slightly from that passive gaze to something a tad more… remorseful. “I know who you are. I know who Carlo is, what he means to you.” Not-Carlo bites at his bottom lip, still refusing to meet Romeo’s gaze. “But I’m not him.” Then, almost as an afterthought: “I’m sorry.”
The storm ends, and the world persists. Romeo, brought to Hotel Krat and fixed up, vows not to rest until Carlo remembers him once again.
Unfortunately, things are rarely as cut and dried as he would like them to be.
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10 Aug 2025
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“I didn’t break the bottle on purpose,” Damian said, voice low but sharp. His eyes stayed fixed on the floor, refusing to meet his father’s gaze. He could feel Bruce’s disappointment thick in the air, wrapping around him like a suffocating blanket. “If he didn’t push me like that, the bottle wouldn’t have fallen, and I wouldn’t be here trying to explain myself to you,” He shouted. “Like always.”
“I've tried.” Bruce said. “We’ve all tried. We’ve given you chances. And time and time again, you throw those chances back in my face. I want to believe you can change, I really do, Damian,” He shook his head. “But I’m starting to think that maybe you’re just not ready for this.”
Damian felt his heart splinter into pieces.
Or, Damian gets sent to boarding school. Crack (both literary and figuratively) ensues.
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See, the thing was,
“Going somewhere, demon?”
The thing was —
“Anywhere is better than here, Drake.” The ‘where you are not’ was unspoken — and the message was supposed to be clear. The ‘I should not have done this what the fuck was I thinking’ implied. The ‘I am going to get the hell out of here’ inferred.
The thing was, Damian had fucked up. Majorly.
Made worse by the fact this wasn't even the first time he’d made this specific mistake, but the third.
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aka, estranged trust fund brat, Damian al Ghul Wayne, sleeps with his sworn enemy who is also his brother's best friend, Timothy Drake. Because he has a problem with impulse control — and that's before he gets cut off. There's no way this ends well.
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14 Jul 2025
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“He found himself wondering if anyone would notice before the spell was up. It seemed unlikely; there were often stretches where contact was limited between him and his family. Normally, it was not born from necessity but rather strife. And perhaps strife would bleed from this.
He hoped not.”
When a confrontation with a powerful magic user goes awry, Damian is cursed, robbing him of his voice. Or, communicate without a fresh bruise appearing, that is.
What begins as an inconvenience quickly spirals into something far worse, as he finds himself struggling with the mounting realization: no one has noticed. As his silence deepens, so do the rifts with his family. He’s not helped by the many more sinister theories the people around him assume because of his new temperament.
One thing is certain: he really, really hates magic.