whatever our souls are made of
Not comprehensive , as some works won’t let me add :((, but a list of most works read and loved in the big two six
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Rain by Robenobee
Fandoms: Young Justice (Cartoon), Reign of the Supermen (2019), Young Justice - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
28 Feb 2026
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Things had been good for Conner since the court awarded him personhood two and a half years ago. He's finally graduated high school, and he's even going to college at Metropolis University once summer ends. He's determined to make the most of his break to spend time with the people he cares about and to celebrate just how far he's come.
These plans fall by the wayside when Clark begins to inexplicably seek Conner out each night and forget what he's done by morning. Conner finds himself adrift in a world in which nowhere is safe, no one can help, and nothing he does ever changes the outcome. Is there any way out that won't further victimize them both? And does Clark really believe the things he says when the sun goes down?
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When Conner begins behaving strangely, Clark isn't sure if the boy is just having a hard time around him again because of their early history, or if something more sinister is at work. Determined to be there for the kid he's come to see as a son, he begins investigating, but he has a hard time making any progress in the face of the boy's resistance. Can Clark save Conner before it's too late?
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A sequel to Sunshine.
You don't need to have read it to understand this fic.Series
- Part 2 of Sunshine and Rain
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Generation Loss by Robenobee
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), Young Justice - All Media Types, Superboy (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
14 Feb 2026
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When Match fails to complete his mission to kill Project Thirteen, he takes the unconscious idiot on the road as he flees for his life, defecting from the organization that created and raised him. He makes it less than three hours before his newfound freedom is stripped away and he is taken into Justice League custody.
Match doesn't have high hopes for the future, especially not once he finds out that he's going to be kept in Batman's custody, but he's at the very least starting to think he might be able to avoid decommissioning if he plays his cards right.
Too bad for him that he's never been any good at cards.
||I just wanted to write pathetic Match. If you don't know who Match is, that is fine. He's a clone of Kon and that's really all you need to know. And also for a note on canon, why would a copy of a copy be closer to the original than the primary copy? That makes no sense. match should be less powerful than Conner on paper and I'll die on that hill. This will have infrequent updates.||
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Steve still isn’t moving. His eyes are open, but they’re not looking at anything and he hasn’t moved from where he sprawled back on the floor after Dustin hit him. He hadn’t swung that hard. He hadn’t. He couldn’t have. That’s not what happened.
“Steve?” Dustin says, scooting closer to him on the ground.
Steve jerks to look at him, but only his eyes really move, like he’s responding to sound, not responding to his name, and then his eyes roll right back into his head, and Steve starts seizing.
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"Hey," Jason says, poking his head in through the door, making sure his body is angled so that there's no way the boy inside will be able to see Bruce.
That's as far as he gets before he falters.
The boy inside the dim-lit cell is tucked as far back into the corner of the cot as he can get, scrawny limbs wrapped around himself like the curled husk of a spider. His teal eyes are locked on Jason, but he doesn't move — not even a flinch.
He's as perfectly frozen as a bird in the brush as a hound sniffs closer.
Jason swallows, his throat abruptly so tight it's hard to breath. He's not sure either of them are.
The boy's eyes flick just a fraction past him, to the open cave beyond. One of them is surrounded by a dark bruise.
Jason steps cautiously into the cell, closing the door behind him, and watches his own eyes dim as his escape route closes.
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Robby has gone from barely being able to watch to not wanting to even blink. He can’t keep his eyes from darting down to where Whitaker’s thighs grip the saddle, how he slides forwards on it with every downward bow of the bull and back as it pushes up. Again and again and again, he rolls with the mechanical bull with a single circular fluid motion.
It crosses his mind that this might be one of the hottest things he’s ever seen. He doesn’t even try to unpack that thought, it doesn’t even feel like an opinion he can change. It’s just a fact. Whitaker on the mechanical bull is one of the hottest things he’s ever seen.
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It’s Javadi’s twenty-first birthday party and the Pitt team hit the cowboy themed bar downtown. Whitaker gets on the mechanical bull.
One thing leads to another.
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The HTP meme fill literally no one asked for!
The Winter Soldier may be a living weapon rather than a person, but it actually is allowed to want things. It mustn't get greedy and make too many requests, though; Hydra is already gracious and patient with its outrageous demands for frivolous luxuries such as warm bedding or the privilege of squandering half an hour on "free time." It knows full well that it must pay its masters for everything above and beyond the necessities that they provide.
Or, 5 times Bucky sold his body to Hydra agents +1 time he tried to pay someone in the aftermath.
READER DISCRETION ADVISED. THE TAGS & WARNINGS ARE THERE FOR A REASON. If this is not your bag, turn back now and let's pretend this never happened. Do not glorify, romanticise, or try at home.
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Chekhov's Gun by aimlesscalamity
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), Batman (Comics), DCU, DC Animated Universe (Timmverse)
30 Oct 2025
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A short, mean, and disbelieving laugh bounces around the kitchen. “You’re joking.” Jason’s laughter turns into an outright cackle, and he has to put his coffee mug down on the counter to avoid spilling it.
“Back off.” Despite wanting to, Tim can’t hide the fact that his voice shakes, but suddenly his grip doesn’t. “Jason, I swear—”
“You gonna point that thing at me? You don’t even know what to do with it.”
The older boy is too close. Far too close. Tim flinches back, raises the gun, and without thinking about it presses it under Jason’s jaw.
All of a sudden, neither of them can breathe.
Jason’s eyes harden, glancing at the finger hovering over the trigger.
After a moment, Jason speaks up, almost softly— with how close they are, his voice doesn’t need to carry far. His voice goes flat. “This is hilarious.” The tone says otherwise.
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OR: Tim has PTSD after the Titans Tower attack, and secretly keeps a gun — just in case. With Jason back in Gotham, “just in case” starts to feel more and more and more inescapable.Series
- Part 1 of Fathers, Sons, and Loaded Guns