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In the aftermath of the siege of the North Pole, Prince Zuko winds up adrift and is "rescued" by the warriors of the Southern Water Tribe. Trapped on a wooden ship in the middle of the ocean, Zuko tries his hardest to stay in control of his bending and his temper with the Water Tribe crew that holds him captive. But when Chief Hakoda's efforts to wrangle the Fire Prince include tying the two of them together to keep an eye on him, Zuko's position on the ship and fight for control gets tangled, as the lines between warden and parental figure weave together and the two become attached in ways they never expected at the end of his rope.
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- Part 1 of Lifeline
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23 Dec 2025
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the Batfamily (+Clark) whenever Bruce doesn’t sleep: go SLEEP don’t you care about yourself??? you need to REST go to SLEEP
also the Batfamily (+Clark) .5 seconds after Bruce is finally asleep: hey B actually we need you for this--
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“I’m so, so sorry,” the man continued, wiping a bead of sweat from the side of his temple with the sleeve of his faded Blondie t-shirt. He wore ripped black jeans and black and white Chuck Taylors and had his own messy curls, just like the baby. “I had no idea Teddy would be such a handsy little fucker at these story times, but he’s always grabbing… fuck, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t say fuck in the children’s room. Shit, I did it again, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me.”
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After James and Lily died, Sirius Black's therapist told him not to date for a year. And that's just as well. He's got a 13-month-old baby now and quite enough to deal with, thanks. But the nosy neighbors in his building keep trying to set him up and won't take no for an answer. Enter Remus Lupin, another single dad who pretends to be Sirius's boyfriend, just to get the old lady brigade off his back and nothing more. Nothing more at all.
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Wolfstar Bingo Prompt: Fake Dating (free space)- Language:
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03 Aug 2025
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Every time something awful happens, Stanley finds himself drawn to the phone. His fingers tremble as he dials, an old payphone receiver pressed tightly to his ear. The dial tones are slow, dragging, and he counts each one, bracing for the click on the other side. His hands, filthy and worn, clutch the receiver as if it’s the last thing tethering him to this world. When it finally connects, there’s a faint rustling, a pause, then a breath—a familiar one, like a memory that’s both comforting and painful.
“Hello?” Stanford’s voice is soft at first, tinged with confusion. “Hello, who is this?”
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What if Stanley actually spoke one of the times he called Ford?
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- Part 1 of Bring me Home AU
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12 Apr 2025
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A Taste of Sunshine by Tseecka for Amiko
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
04 Feb 2025
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Eventually, Viktor stops even trying. He'll reach for an orange and roll it about mindlessly on the table top for a few minutes as he thinks, or ponders a particularly challenging runic equation. He'll roll one of them back and forth between his palms as he stands at the chalkboard, eyes raking over their scrawled notes and diagrams. And sometimes, he simply grabs an orange out of their dwindling supply, and plops it next to Jayce's elbow without a word. In all cases, the wordless request is there; and every time, Jayce takes up the orange, peels it, and sets it back on Viktor's side of the table. Often--not always, but often enough--he'll get a quick smile from Viktor, a duck of his head in thanks, before he goes back to whatever he was working on or talking about.
Sometimes, he pushes the orange back to Jayce's side, and Jayce realizes that he has not in fact eaten yet that day.
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Sometimes, peeling an orange is just peeling an orange.
Sometimes, it means something more.