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    There was something else, too. The softest hush-hush rustle of fabric. The barest creak of muscle. And then, an exhale. A heartbeat that seemed, for a moment, to reverberate through the city itself, that broke her unbearable waiting, that filled her chest and brought her to waking…

    Clark opened his eyes, staring up into the darkness.

    There was nothing there. But a moment ago, there had been. And, whatever it was, it had been watching him.

    "You're real," he whispered to the night.

    A series of strange murders. A vengeful protector, cloaked in shadow. A city that breathes and lives and watches. Clark Kent can sense Gotham's hostility from the moment he crosses its border — but its currents pull him closer to its mysteries, and the deeper his investigations go, the more he begins to belong...

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    05 Apr 2026

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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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    09 Feb 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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    08 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you are a mutant, a freak of nature with red blood, which is frowned upon. You have been safe for many sweeps, but now your eyes have betrayed your blood color and you have beem practically exiled onto an alien planet. It's a suicidal mission that only your superiors know about, and not one of your friends do.

    You are captured and taken into captivity, where you are tortured for information and studied like a caged animal because your species is alien to these...To these humans. These awful humans with their needles and weapons of torture, trying to hear you scream and decipher a language out of it, to see how you react to blood of animals.

    Eventually one of your friends hears of your capture and gathers a rescue team, but you have fallen for one of the humans there.

    Now your friends don't trust you either. You have affiliated yourself with the humans who have tortured you, and they don't know if you are a friend or an enemy. Everything is so mixed up and screwed that you feel like vomiting your own blood.

    ((EDIT:: Most recent chapter removed, fic is COMPLETE.))

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    17 Oct 2025

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    He rounded the corner towards the square right in front of the Temple– it was different than before because there had never been a square in front of the Temple.

    Obi-Wan froze in place the moment he looked up. His eyes observed the large statues one by one.

    Plo Koon, Mace Windu, Kit Fisto– they were all Councillors during the War.

    Obi-Wan stood in front of the statues as tears welled up in his eyes. He hadn’t seen them in a long time and these statues looked exactly like them. From facial features and expression down to the way they were seated– as if they were in a regular Council meeting.

    “Look Uncle Ben! It’s–” Obi-Wan leaped to Luke and covered his mouth before he could say anything else.

    “Yes, I see, it’s General Kenobi.” He hoped the beings whose attention was drawn towards them would move on quickly. “But try not to shout, Luke, alright?”

    His eyes left the boy to observe the statue of himself.

     

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    Or in which the Clones take over the Empire and Obi-Wan hears rumours about the whole ordeal which causes him to head back to Coruscant.

    Updates whenever inspiration strikes.

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    25 Sep 2025