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From Anomaly Diversion For the upcoming Chapter 4.

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woaahh I just had like an idea, you don't have to do it but

Yk how in some comics Damian has like a twin/clone(?) that's a mix of Slade and Talia? Respawn I think his name was? I'm sorry if my info is wrong, I don't read as much of their comics cause they expensive here by me.

What if he met Damian's gf? How do you think he'd react? What if he caught feelings for her?

You don't have to do this but it's just a fun little idea I thought of <3

Family dinner VIII✧₊⁺

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pairing|damian wayne x reader (feat. Respawn)

summary|damian and his clone unsurprisingly have the same type.

word count|2187

warnings|underage drinking, love triangle?, teenage romance.

notes|tysm for this idea!!I loved doing it, I hope I executed it well😭 and yes, Respawn is Damian’s clone made from his dna mixed a little with Slade’s dna and raised by the league, I’m not sure if I did his character justice though.

Family dinner masterlist

You and Damian were out for dinner. It was calm, simple—an evening that felt almost normal, until it wasn’t.

Across the street, a robbery broke out at a bank. Damian shot you an apologetic look, handed you enough money to pay the bill, and slipped away to handle it—just like that, dinner forgotten.

A bond of Time

Ra's al Ghul sat at his desk in the dimly lit chamber of the League of Assassins' stronghold. A steaming cup of tea cooled beside his papers. The immortal's pen paused mid-signature as his mind wandered—not to plots or conquests, but to bloodlines. His own bloodline, too. If someone had ever asked Ra’s al Ghul who his favorite descendant was, he would not have hesitated. "It is Respawn," he would say in a deliberate tone implying his decision was absolute. Not Damian, as so many seem to assume.

He was not the heir who was bred with meticulous care and trained in blade and stratagem since infancy. He wasn't the boy who bore the sharp eyes of his mother and the stubborn chin of his detective father. No, Damian was complicated. Ra's found him to be too much of Bruce's son and not enough of an al Ghul. For Mara, it was the reverse. As for his own children, well, they are his kids.

Respawn was different.

It wasn't about familial love—not exactly. In Ra's mind, love was too imprecise a word and too vulnerable a thing. No, his affection for the boy came from something simpler. Respawn reminded him of someone he knew: Someone else with white hair and green eyes. It was similar to why he liked the detective with his black hair and blue eyes.

Daniel "Danny" Fenton-Phantom.

Ra leaned back in his chair, letting the name roll around in his mind.

The time traveler had appeared throughout history like a wayward comet, never staying long but leaving chaos and wonder in his wake.

Ra had encountered him during the Crusades, in feudal Japan, and on the docks of London during the Industrial Revolution. He always had that same infuriating, infectious grin, as if the world were a game and he were three moves ahead of everyone else. He had even thwarted some of his assassination attempts in the past.

Ra had once considered having Daniel marry one of his daughters. But fate had other ideas. The detective’s obsession with justice and Talia’s relentless ambition resulted in Damian.

The old man smiled faintly, but it was more the smile of a predator than a grandfather. He wondered if Damian had any idea how close he had come to being the son of a Ghost Hero. The last he had heard, Damian had joined the Justice League Group part-time. As the first modern hero, he liked Nabu and considered joining them.

A thought struck him. Perhaps it was time for Damian to meet Danielle.

Ra tapped his pen against the desk in quiet contemplation. Danielle—Danny's...what had he called her? Cousin? Clone? Daughter? The truth was complicated, but Ra could see the similarities. They had the same green eyes and the same smirk when challenged. If any two young warriors could find common ground, it would be them.

And why not?

Ra remembered Cairo in 1985, a desert night when the temple was under siege. He recalled the way Daniel had emerged from the smoke, carrying his unconscious daughter, Nyssa, as if she weighed nothing. The boy had never asked for thanks. But Ra had insisted on exchanging contact information before Daniel vanished again.

It was an absurdly mundane gesture for such an extraordinary connection—scribbling down a number on cheap hotel stationery—but Ra kept it. Remarkably, it still worked when he tried to call Daniel after seeing him on TV.

He did not call often. Perhaps once every few months, when the weight of centuries became too much, he craved a conversation with someone who understood both immortality and isolation.

He dialed without hesitation. The phone rang twice before the line clicked.

"Ra's al Ghul," came the voice—wry, young, and with that unshakable confidence that made the immortal want to strangle him at least half the time. "You're either in trouble or bored."

"Family," Ra's said simply.

There was a pause. "That's...new."

"I believe it is time for three of my grandchildren to meet Danielle: The whole Trio: Respawn, Mara and Damian.”

Danny let out a low whistle. "That's a dangerous combination, old man. Are you sure you’re not just trying to cause an international incident? Did you ask Bruce if you could send Robin on a playdate?”

"Possibly," Ra admitted, "but think of the educational value."

Danny chuckled, and for a moment, Ra could almost see that same white-haired figure stepping out of battle as he fought him and Vandal, laughing in the face of death. “All right. But if Damian tries to stab her, I'll let her stab back.”

Ra wasn't sure why he thought Damian would stab Robin and not Respawn or Mara. But yeah, he could see Damian trying it, too. He replied: "I would expect nothing less."

They settled on a date and a meeting place—at least as neutral as any place could be under the watchful eye of the League of Assassins. When the call ended, Ra replaced the receiver in its cradle and sat in silence for a moment.

This meeting would not be without risk. But then, the most interesting games never are.

The door to his study creaked open, and Ubu entered, bowing low. "My lord, the scouts report—"

“Later,” Ra interrupted. "Call Mara and tell her she will meet with Damian and Respawn later."

Ubu hesitated, wisely deciding not to question the order, and withdrew to search for Mara.

Respawn amnesia

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SUCCESS STORIES ON REVISING DEATH!

[Part one]

Since a lot of people came to me, asking for help about revising death, I thought why not share everything here?! So here are these. More parts are available ♡

Parts: 1,2,3

WE r ALL shifting on our next attempt gang

i can feel it trust

idc if u doubt urself bc I BELIEVE IN U <3

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First time doctor and patient

Yes, this is damians half sibling, respawn. Yes his father is that half eye guy. No I will not believe hes dead.

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