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    He turned to look at Conrad across the table, who didn't say anything. But he hoped Conrad would pick up on his mental signals and just let Allen have this one.
    “If you like carving wood so much, boss, I got some tools in my garage somewhere. ‘Could save you from using up kitchen knives.”
    Cesare went silent at the mention of wood carving.
    “Let me grab my stuff.” He finally says, stepping back. “After the dinner rush!”
    Fuck. Why didn't he think of buying carving tools?

    After a bit of trial and error, Cesare and Allen start living together and Allen feels like it's a dream come true. That is, until he checks on Cesare one night and, instead of the older man he's used to seeing, he finds a young, Venetian Cesare sleeping where the old one used to be.
    As it turns out, when things feel too good to be true, that's probably because they are.

    title and song lyrics are from Home Again by Park Lane

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    Dick rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “I’m mostly used to sparring with my little brothers, it’s kind of just habit, and I was having fun. I didn’t want the match to be over too quick.”

    “Too quick?” Derek asked, eyebrows raised. “I’m twice your size, kid.”

    Dick shrugged. “So’s Bruce and we’re pretty much tied at this point, or at least according to the score board the kids started to keep for Saturday spars.”

    “Saturday spars?” Derek repeated, following him towards the locker room.

    Dick flashed him a smile. “What? Don’t have any weird family traditions?”

    “Not ones that include hitting each other,” Derek said

     

    OR The BAU gets a probationary profiler who is a little more than he appears at first glance. Or second. Or third. Just how many secrets can Dick Grayson be hiding from a team full of profilers?

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    10 Apr 2026

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    “Okay,” Avery said between breaths, “you’re officially my problem now. Congrats.”

    He lay there a moment longer, staring at the sky, then turned his head toward the unconscious gladiator. “You know, if you wake up and try to stab me, I’m gonna be real annoyed. Just saying.”

    No answer, obviously.

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    "Clark. What the hell is this," Lois asks, staring at Clark's Bruceman WIP folder. Clark's first instinct is to fly away, but that would still leave his fic on display for her to see. His second instinct is to blast a hole straight through his laptop screen with his heat vision, which isn't much better.


    Clark, in an attempt to make some spare cash, unintentionally stumbles into the world of superhero fanfiction, becomes a prolific writer for Gotham's OTP, and tries his best to fend off rival fans who want him to convert to superbat instead.

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    11 Mar 2026

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    So, it didn’t start out like this.

     

    Alfred would scoff at the statement, about how Bruce was trying to justify the whole situation to himself. It had started out as a simple design, black everything with black outlines and black hood. It got a little more intense as the world went on, got wind of his ghost on the streets, and became scared of The Bat . So Bruce got a little more creative with it, Alfred and him had a good laugh over the name, the scare, and Alfred had a vicious streak of humor that he had passed onto his ward-

     

    So now the suit had a visible bat-theme, an insignia to drape in the shadows and to paint across the streets of Gotham.

     

    It only took a year into the whole charade of heroism for Bruce to overhear a conversation between some goons- some low level thug hired by the Riddler this week- about nothing at all pertaining to what the hell the Riddler was doing in the sewers but instead:

    “ The Batman can fly, you know, I’ve seen his wings.”

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    A world where nobody has wings, but people think they do, and that changes everything.

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