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07 May 2021
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Hand in Mine, Into Your Icy Blues by ClandestineCowboys
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman: The Knight
25 May 2022
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Bruce smiles—big and genuine—the kind that he can imagine on a magazine cover, the front page of the news. Maybe in another life.
His hands are still playing with the hem of Khoa’s shirt. Normally he would be annoyed by that, now he thinks the gesture is cute. Paired with Bruce’s smile, he can’t help but feel his own lips turn up.
“Okay I’ll try harder next time then,” Bruce chuckles, but then the nervousness is returning, “You know, I wouldn’t mind if you—I would let you try again.”
“Try what?”
“Kissing me. If you want. I would let you.”
Or: What happens to Bruce and Khoa after the night on the bridge.
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23 May 2023
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Fixing the fuck-ups of my old self by justanothershyintrovert
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
22 Feb 2026
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Toji had been given a reset button. A mulligan. He didn't know why. He didn't know if it was a cruel joke or a clerical error in the afterlife. Maybe he was still in Shibuya, bleeding out, and this was the dying hallucination of a brain starved of oxygen. But the rag was wet in his hand. The floor was hard against his spine. The kid was warm against his leg.
If this was a dream, it was too vivid. If it was a second chance, it was a heavy one.
His gaze returned to the mountain of trash bags. It was a monument to his life: piled up, rotting, ignored, and uselessly stinking up the place. He’d treated his existence like a hand of cards he was waiting to fold.
"Alright," he whispered to the empty, filthy room. "Fine."
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24 Feb 2026
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"I still have my powers, idiot," he snapped, lobbing a pointer finger Robert's way. "Don't you think for a second that I can't use them any time I want to."
Robert inclined his head in Flambae's direction. "That's the thing, though, isn't it? You need everyone to think that you can't." He side-eyed him soberly. "To think you're someone you're not. And not just for a second—for days. Weeks. Months."
The blinds slithered across the windows, wreathing the room in a dim, smothered light. Flambae narrowed his eyes.
Robert shook his head slowly. "Doesn't take very long for that to get really, really, really old."
____________________________________When an attempt is made on Flambae's life, it's up to Robert to teach him how to be an everyman.
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11 Jan 2026
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