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The god turns to look at his companions with an unreadable expression. “Are you all ready?” he asks, voice oddly soft and tinged with unease. “We don’t need any special preparation while in a temple to my father, but this is important and it can be…strenuous on those present.”
At the god’s tone, Ish’s eyes widen in concern. “Is it dangerous for us?”
Reiner cuts in, “Is it dangerous for anything ?”
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Or, our party must seek the aid of long dead heroes in order to defeat the sorcererSeries
- Part 8 of The Lore of Anatol
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- Part 7 of The Lore of Anatol
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I don’t resent you, my love,
Although I may miss the world above.
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The world I would kill to go back to…
But to kill you? I wouldn’t dare.Series
- Part 3 of Poe-Uh-Trying My Best
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Alright Spring Breakers, You Know What Time It Is by PartitionsOfPeril
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20 May 2024
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“ACK- I can’t BREATHE!” shouts Oliver, frantically slapping his hand against the arm constricting his throat. It’s really quite easy to hold him in place when the river is practically helping by slowing and thickening as much as it has.
“You’re fine.”
He is, in fact, fine. The man is immortal, after all. Nothing short of complete incineration could kill him, but one cannot fault a guy for being a little melodramatic.
He takes a deep breath. “It’s the principle of i-CK-!”
The arm tightens.
She’s now actually choking him.
He’s still fine.
“It’s the principle of it,” she mocks in a falsetto while bringing her unoccupied hand up to pinch his cheeks.Or,
A group of morally questionable immortals take a break from the adventure.Series
- Part 6 of The Lore of Anatol
- Part 3 of Humans Are Space Orcs (HASO)
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He woke up slowly, his vision fading back in a blur. His stomach ached with hunger and his arms burned from the odd position they were stuck in. Waking up always felt like a strange affair. His vision fades to existence, the old aches and pains come back, his voice comes back to him, and it always feels worse off to wake up than to fall asleep. He yawns widely. Ugh, his back needs to crack. “Are you quite done?” A voice cuts into his morning routine.
“I don’t think I am. Perhaps I’ll simply spend my next cycle stretching and cracking my poor aching joints.” He responds sarcastically, sounding almost mocking.
“I see you’re much more talkative than yesterday. Perfect.”
“I–” his face scrunches up.
“I do hope you’ll tell me what I want to know.”
He looks away from that lodegr. The stupid, cursed lodegr to find him. The one that’s keeping him alive for information and nothing more. She looks him up and down. Again. How many times will she insist on staring at him?
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How the navigator and security guard of the first crew to survive a trip to Terran met.Series
- Part 2 of Humans Are Space Orcs (HASO)
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The lore of a world long forgotten.
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Vampire hunter Slade Wilson has decided the best way to get to the Bat is to go after his former apprentice: Dick Grayson. He finds that young vampire in the middle of a terrible spiral, desperate to feel something. And Slade is able to help with that.
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- Part 39 of Lacy's Sladick Fics
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Bookmarked by PartitionsOfPeril
05 Jul 2026
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This ship gotta be my biggest guilty pleasure. Goddamn I love this specific flavor (lmao pun unintended) of sladick
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“So you’re…stuck? In that?” Tim quirks an eyebrow at him. “What were they playing at?”
“She was trying to unmask me, I think.” Dick shrugs, unbothered. “The wording wasn’t very precise. Her spell was supposed to make me ‘show my true colors’ and ‘revert to my original form.”
Tim bursts into delighted laughter.
Dick gives him a crooked smirk and salutes with two fingers. “Behold my true colors.”
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OR: Dick is stuck in his old Discowing uniform.
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Fate, a little to the left by FableButt
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
14 Feb 2026
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There was an aura of mystic whisperings around Zhao Qinglin. That surely the weight of future visions untethered him from this earthly coil as it did many Seers. What a crushing responsibility it must be, to subtly shift fate this way and that. How tragic, how sad- this is all reasonable for why Zhao Qinglin ignored the urgent request for the third time in a row! Or perhaps some tragedy was prevented by his non answer...
That was how simpletons like his fellow Peak Lords rationalized it.
Shen Qingqiu thought that perhaps Zhao Qinglin was just a lay about. Kan Zhanbu was the tiniest of the twelve Peaks. The last that Shen Qingqiu had heard, the Peak only boasted one Elder, two Masters, and five Disciples- none of this counting Zhao Qinglin himself. Unless he spent all day gazing into the sun, he had more than enough time to pick up a brush and do his job.
The flap of a butterflies wings can cause storms halfway across the world. How might the winds of destiny shift if a heart is touched?
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Bookmarked by PartitionsOfPeril
29 Jun 2026
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I've reread this a couple times, so it's time to bookmark it. We need more seer shen yuan in the world
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Vienna by Luna_Moon22
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
21 Jun 2026
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There’s a magician living in an abandoned warehouse down on the Tricorner Docks.
Park Row has its fair share of strange tales and rumors floating through the cracks. The kids of the alley talk at length, telling ghost stories and cautionary tales. Passing advice on how to survive from one night to the next in the form of fun little parables that make the cold nights feel a little bit warmer, and maybe let them pretend that their lives are all a fun little game, just for a few moments.
The magician, at first, feels like a fable. Something that a kid saw and read just a little bit wrong and didn’t wait around to find out what was really going on. The kid who spotted the magician – a 9 year old red-head with green eyes and a smattering of freckles across his pale face – tells the tale like a myth.
A magician with golden hair and golden eyes, who clapped his hands together and rebuilt a car from scraps with a flash of light. Taking nothing in payment but a bottle of whiskey and a home-cooked meal.
(Or: The one where Edward Elric ends up in Gotham, decides Jason Todd is his, and makes it Bruce Wayne's problem.)
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Bookmarked by PartitionsOfPeril
22 Jun 2026
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What the fuck the last two chapters got me tearing up.
This was an unexpected but VERY pleasant surprise of a crossover
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Until You Feel Safe, Until You Can Sleep by AbsoloutlyPine
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), Batman (Comics)
12 Jun 2026
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Dick Grayson is a resilient man. He can take beating after beating and still get up and finish a fight. But after the patrol he's had, all he wants to do his go home and rest, but the universe has other plans.
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Warm cedar and brown sugar.
Bruce.
He flinched at it, and tears suddenly filled his eyes for reasons he couldn’t even name. He took another deep breath and the tears spilled down his cheeks as he held Zitka close.
He didn’t miss Bruce…did he?
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“God, I’m so angry at you!” Dick laughed, voice manic as he tossed his phone beside him on the concrete, on speaker, and brushed a hand wildly through his hair. “It’s always Jason this, Jason that’. Do I just not matter to you anymore? Did I ever? I don’t speak to you for months. Months Bruce! And you still have the audacity to ask about him first thing before even asking how I’m doing when I finally want to talk to you. Do you even understand how fucked up that is? How bad that hurts?"
Bookmarked by PartitionsOfPeril
18 Jun 2026
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I think this is genuinely my all time favorite portrayal of a younger Dick Grayson and newly adopted Jason
It's just SO WELL DONE OH MY GOD.
If I go back through my book marks and ever find this deleted instead of orphaned, I think I'll actually mourn this fic.
So, for my future self, just in case, the premise is as follows: Dick Grayson had a No Good Very Bad Day, just the absolute worst, then Jason shows up at his door beat to hell. He takes care of Jason's injuries, gives him Zitka for comfort, and eventually reconnect (or at least starts to) with Bruce.
Congratulations this fic on being my longest bookmark message