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win the war (with ego) by faeloria
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types
24 Sep 2026
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Fox has a bit of a mean streak.
Always has, if Cody’s being honest.
He used to scare the shit out of the other CC’s, always defensive, like a feral dog with a hard won bone, more rabid fight than rational thought. Cody thinks it’s mostly for show, more bark than bite, but whatever the goal, it keeps vode away from him.
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color of your mind by faeloria
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
31 Aug 2026
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“Vod’ika,” Rex says quietly, and this time Dogma thinks he does twitch, surprise singing through him at the endearment. Brothers don't call him that. Ever. They call him killjoy and mir’sheb and meat droid, but never that. Never anything so soft, so nice. He doesn’t understand. “Is something wrong?”
He looks up, and the gentle concern on his brother’s face has something cracking open in his chest. He doesn’t know what to do with that, doesn’t know what to even say, because he is what’s wrong. In trying to prove that he could adapt, that he could shape himself into something smaller, more tolerable, all he’d proved was that there was no version of him that fit. That no matter what he did, he would still be Dogma, and that was the sin. The stain he couldn’t scrub out.
This is him. Existing in the only way he knows how, fulfilling his role in the quietest and subtlest of ways.
A good soldier following orders.
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“You are not invincible.”
He knows that.
His entire life he’s known it.
All the training, all the knowledge and pain, that’s what it’s been for. A gross overcompensation for the fact that he hurts and bleeds like everyone else.
And so he says, softly, “I know.”
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The warehouse stinks of rot and rain, a metallic, earthy scent that settles heavy in his lungs.
For a moment he pauses there, letting his eyes adjust to the dim darkness and straining for any sound. If Fisk’s intel could be trusted, the target was here and had been for days, laying low.
A heavy hitter, Vanessa had said, lip curling in displeasure. Pledging loyalty to an unknown party. The directive was simple: Get rid of them before they became a problem. She’d recommended exercising caution and urgency, and from the stiff way she’d held herself, he would guess it to be a personal matter.
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The worst part about it is that it could have been avoided.
John normally doesn’t think like that, can’t, because if he lingers on the what ifs then all of it comes crumbling down and there simply isn’t a point.
But now he can’t help but wish Bucky had been paying more attention. That Ava had been able to phase sooner, that Alexei had stuck with the group or that maybe Yelena would have tagged along instead of staying with Bob at the Tower.
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They find him slumped over in the back alley, propped up against the wall with blood oozing between the fingers clamped tight around his waist.
That’s always how it’s been, ever since he was a boy. Blood slipping through his fingers, his thoughts blank and his chest numb.
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06 Aug 2026
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He doesn’t know what spurs him into action, the cramping in his gut or the promise of a warm, safe bed, but either way, he steps forward and runs a trembling hand along the sleek hood of the Batmobile.
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11 Jun 2025
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The new Robin is small.
Not small like Jason had been when Bruce had first brought him in, malnourished and fresh off the streets, because he’d been a wormy little thing, sure, but given the proper care and three square meals a day he'd filled out just fine.
No, Timothy Drake is just… small. No apparent reason.
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11 Jun 2025
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He’s fine.
It’s— It’s going to be okay, everything’s fine, he just needs to breathe.
He sits facing the fire escape, pressed up hard against the HVAC unit behind him, trying to ignore the way his skin tingles and the bruises on his hips throb.
Jason swallows, wraps his arms around his knees and breathes, long and slow.
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11 Jun 2025
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Living with Bruce is, in itself, frightening.
There are rules to follow, a public to please, and it is all so, so much. He thought the big house was bad, thought that trying to fill the void Dick left as Robin was terrifying, but in reality, nothing comes close to the galas.
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11 Jun 2025