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    She died once, and that should’ve been the end of it. But the universe doesn’t know mercy from cruelty—and sometimes, it calls that second chance a miracle. All she had to do was pay the price: everything she was, and everything she’d ever be.

    Alternatively, in which a woman trades everything to remember the worst thing she ever did and suddenly its everyone else's problem.

    Alternative alternatively, sometimes selfishness is one of the most bravest things you could do.

    OR in which the author regrets everything and there is no happy ending here.

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    20 Oct 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 58

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    She rings the order up on the register, adding two flavored syrup charges to make up the price difference of the three extra shots.

    “And a name for your order?”

    If Ken had thought a little bit more about it, she would have forgone this question entirely. A little logic tells her they’re the only ones here, and no one else would be coming in anytime soon, so it would be best to just make the drink and give it to the vigilante, no name required. But she’s worked dozens of shifts during morning rushes with lines out the door and asking for a name is practically muscle memory.

    It’s his fault for answering.

    “Tim.”

    She’s halfway through the T before the marker pauses. The sharpie starts to bleed into a puddle against the cup.

     

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    Ken got stuck with the night shift at local coffee shop Gotham Brew. It would have been an uneventful night if Red Robin hadn't used his real name for the order. He really should get more sleep.

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    19 Oct 2025

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    The masculine jaw, the defined lips and a nose that had clearly been broken and righted more than once. Broad shoulders, thick, muscular hands, and the quiet assuredness of a man sizing up opponents far weaker than himself.

    “You, uh,” Sean tried to laugh, but it came out more like a ragged breath. “You work out a lot or something, Mr. Wayne?”

    “Something like that.”

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    19 Oct 2025

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    Danny finds a car in Gotham. Which is a lot like finding a cup in the kitchen, or a blade of grass outside in the lawn. It's nothing really special, there are cars everywhere in Gotham.

    But, but, THIS car is something special.

    Even if that something special is the fact that it's parked in a one-sided alleyway, enshrouded in shadows to the point that Danny practically trips over it while he's phasing through the next-door building into said alleyway, and painted in all-black matte paint. It's been souped up to hell like it wouldn't be out of place in a Fast and Furious movie.

    What is Danny supposed to do, ignore it? It's not every day that he gets to be this close to a car like this, especially not in Gotham where someone owning a car like this means they're either A) Rich, B) Part of the Mob, or C) Both. The engine isn't running, it's past midnight, and there's nobody around; which means nobody is in a rush to use it. He has time to admire a cool car, and speculate! What harm could come out of it?

    Don’t—

    Don’t worry about why he’s in Gotham and not with Vlad. That’s not important.

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    19 Oct 2025

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    "Give me one good fucking reason why I shouldn't shoot you," Tommy said, his voice low.

    The girl blinked at him. With the certain tone of someone who already knew the outcome of a bet, she said, "This is your horse now, right? You know that he's sick, cursed by an old baba and infected by a seed.

    "Well, he's my little brother. And I'm going to cure him."

    Tommy's lashes fell low over his eyes, pensive. He lowered the gun.

    She may have been crazy, but gypsy witches generally were. It was as good a fucking reason as any.

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    17 Oct 2025