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Harry should have come out and met someone when he was younger. He should have seen a doctor about the pain in his hip while youth was still on his side. Now, he's made his peace with dying young, but maybe not with dying alone.
Draco should have got the Kiss. He should have died in Azkaban decades ago. Instead, guards throw him in a Ministry lift with a dying man who could stand to live a little.
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Death offers Harry a bargain: 14 days to stop Draco from ending his own life.
Naturally, his first attempt involves pancakes and Monopoly (because nothing says “choose life” like a board game that ruins friendships).
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14 Oct 2025
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Never fully finished left abt 3 ch but one of the best fics ever writings incredible holy
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Bruce notices Clark noticing him.
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13 Sep 2025
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A mission gone wrong leaves Bruce drugged, wounded, and - much to his children’s horror and fascination - unguarded. But what slips from his lips in that haze isn’t strategy or anger, but raw confessions of fears, regrets, and unexpected declarations of love. Alfred stayed at his side, with indulgence of a father, the children listen with wide eyes, and Clark learns more than he ever expected to hear. Because sometimes, the truth only comes out when Bruce Wayne finally drops the walls when he's hammered as hell.
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19 Aug 2025
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Draco shifts his head as he turns to look at Scorpius, his cheek touching the pillow. "Did you know that…" He pauses, his throat convulsing, and it sounds audible in the silence, besides Michael's steady, even breathing from the other bedroom.
Scorpius is staring back at him, in wait of something new to learn, a beautiful and intelligent child. He has Draco's mind. He has Draco's eyes and nose and mouth and hair. He is his. All his. All he has of Michael are his wild curls and the green of his eyes, and sometimes he looks into them and imagines that they aren't Michael's, but someone else's.
Draco leans his head closer, biting the quiver out of his lips before he breathes a laden and shuddering exhale, and he whispers, "You are my star in a big black sky."
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Full of Millions of Stars