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throw me a goddamn rope - just enough to hang myself with by mutalune
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
27 Jul 2022
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Shouta’s plan had been ill-defined and desperate from the start, but he figures the important shit boiled down to, “Change as little as possible, make sure Midoriya doesn’t get himself killed, and stock up on lychee jelly pouches because that flavor got discontinued three years from now.” Keeping it simple’s always better, and he’s normally good at improvising.
Somewhere along the way, he must’ve fucked up since now he has:
A quirkless problem child hanging off of his every word
His best friend going through a sexuality crisis thanks to said problem child’s mom
His other best friend clinging to him like a security blanket
Some two-bit mob boss threatening him with bouquets of daffodils
To wring the number one hero’s fucking neck for not telling him anything useful before sending him decades into the past
All he did was walk Izuku Midoriya home. It wasn’t meant to turn into whatever mess this is.
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An IOU (and Other Things That Aren't Owed) by Asidian
Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics)
09 Jun 2026
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"Alright, asshole," says Jason and plunks a folder down directly on the keyboard of Tim's laptop. "I'm calling in that IOU."
Tim doesn't startle, not visibly. But all at once there's a batarang in his hand, the blade gleaming sharp. It takes him a second to register who the intruder actually is before he gives Jason a lingering, suspicious sidelong glance and tucks it away again.
"What IOU?" says Tim. "And how'd you get in here?"
He looks like shit, frankly. There are dark smudges under his eyes, and he's lost weight since Jason's seen him last. From the coffee cups scattered around the desk, it's probably even odds that he's on at least 24 hours without sleep.
"I work in mysterious ways," declares Jason. "By which I mean your window's open. You get kind of careless when you haven't slept, Timbo."
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06 Jul 2026
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“It wasn’t until you showed up in Paris that they decided to show themselves.”
Tim scowled. “And that matters why? I hardly see how that relates to me. I didn’t even know your interest in me until after Z shot a grenade at my face.” He ignored the way saying Z’s name sends a zing of grief down his spine.
“It matters, because in addition to other… factors, it points to the Council of Spiders hunting not the League of Assassins, but rather-”
“Me.”
The revelation is alarming.
Ra’s dipped his head. “Brilliant as ever, Detective.”Or
It's been proven to Tim several times that 'dead' doesn't exactly mean gone. For once it's not Ra's being a weirdo stalker, but someone else from his past... Meanwhile the rest of Tim's family would very much like their over-caffeinated, sleep deprived brother to stop wandering off to the other side of the planet, thanks.
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- Part 1 of Even Flightless Birds Survive
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04 Jul 2026