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“We aren’t lovers,” Atsumu protested.
“We’re not even friends,” Kiyoomi added.
“Regardless, a photo of you two—” Foster paused, seemingly searching for words. “Canoodling, to put it lightly, is splashed all over the news and social media —”
“Canoodling,” Atsumu repeated. “It was a drunken mistake—”
“It was a moment of weakness,” Kiyoomi interjected.
“We cannot afford another scandal,” Foster said with finality. “We’re telling everyone you’re in a relationship.”
(Or: A scandalous photo of Miya Atsumu and Sakusa Kiyoomi taken during an ill-advised one night stand goes viral. To save face, it's agreed that they should pretend they’re in a relationship.)
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I have swallowed my pride (To say goodbye) by IzzyMRDB for Lady__Loki
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, RIORDAN Rick - Works, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, Ancient Egyptian Religion, Ancient Egyptian RPF
02 Jun 2025
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"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep." ~Robert Frost
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Rhea thought the fight was over when she handed Luke that blade. The war she fought for others was over. She was wrong.
Now a thousand miles and a thousand years from home, all alone with just the ghost of a curse to accompany her in her travels, she will only fight for the wars she chooses.AKA
Sent to the start of the Trojan War, Rhea Jackson does not wish to be involved in another war of the gods
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golden eyes, ocean eyes by IzzyMRDB
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types
05 Feb 2026
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There was a moment between birth and ascending where a newborn god was vulnerable, the touch of pure immortality still grabbing a hold of them. Immortality, after all, was not a thing to be created or destroyed. It was the concept of unchanging permanence, and one could not be born or dying permanently, forever.
And those who are not gods cannot see a god’s true form without irreparable harm.
The only thing Apollo ever saw was his sister’s true form.
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Blind!Apollo AU, where this changes everything and nothing at all
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Tim Drake Steps On a Butterfly by KuroNekoFe
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Red Robin (Comics)
20 Jul 2024
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The person sighs softly. “It's a long story. You might want to sit back down,” they say.
Jason narrows his eyes suspiciously. “I'm fine, thanks.”
The stranger rolls their eyes. “Okay, yeah. That tracks. So, I'm from the future,” they explain like that's a completely normal thing to say. “I got sent into the past by an interdimensional being that feeds off of temporal energy, and no magic or technology can bring me back. They’re kind of like the weeping angels from Doctor Who, but they look completely different. They look sort of like hairless blue Klingons with four giant tentacles for legs.”
Jason barks out a laugh.
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Twenty-one-year-old Tim gets stuck permanently five years in the past, right before Jason reveals himself to Bruce as alive, and decides that, since they can't return to their time anyway, they might as well make a couple of changes to their new timeline. But Jason is the only one who knows their identity, and it doesn't take long for them to realize that hiding their identity from their family comes with a few challenges.
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His ears roared with static, his brain stuck on one gnawing, clawing question: Why did Hollander didn't tell him that he's going to be a father? The answer was obvious—because Shane Hollander didn’t need him, never had. The realization burned like cheap vodka in his throat, bitter and suffocating.
Some alpha reporter with slicked-back hair and a smirk dripping condescension leaned forward, microphone poised like a weapon. "Shane, what happened to all that talk about never bending for an alpha? Seems like someone finally put you on your back."
"And how are you so sure I'm the one who bent?" Hollander's voice cut through the noise like a blade, smooth and lethal. The room fell silent instantly. Hollander arched one eyebrow, lips curling in a smile so cold it could freeze hell over. "Not that it's your business, but for the record—it was me who rode my sperm donor’s dick to get myself pregnant."
Ilya froze. Sperm donor? The unfamiliar English phrase buzzed in his skull like a trapped wasp. Behind him, Connors snorted into his protein shake. "Oh Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered, wiping his mouth. "He just called his baby daddy a walking ATM for cum."