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If Danny was the paranoid type, which he’s not (only on Mondays), he’d swear he hears boots crashing above their heads.
He looks over at Rusty— currently lounging in the single stripe of yellow sun allowed in through the basement window— whose eyes, turned from blue to seaglass green by the golden light, are turned up to the ceiling. So Danny’s not the paranoid type. He’s not old enough to be hearing things, either.or: the inherent homoeroticism of minor surgery
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29 Mar 2026
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Everyone knows Zoro has the perfect boyfriend—tall, blonde, and handsome. He cooks Zoro’s bento every day, fights as well as Zoro does, and has the clearest, bluest eyes mankind has ever seen.
Everyone also knows this “boyfriend” doesn’t actually exist.
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12 Mar 2026
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“He’s sick,” Trucy supplied. “I think it’s the flu. He keeps pretending he’s fine, but I checked his temperature with that thermometer you gave us, and I can’t remember what it’s supposed to be, but more than a hundred is bad, right?”
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Edgeworth visits the Wrights' residence after a worried call from Trucy with the intent of just dropping off some medicine before heading to work. There's just one problem: Phoenix Wright absolutely refuses to take cold medicine.
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11 Mar 2026
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Open Wall Policy by bowditch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Superman - All Media Types, Superman (Comics)
08 Oct 2022
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The Bats have made the occasional habit of stopping by Dev's apartment for medical care. The door is always open to them.
He's never officially made the offer to Superman, but that was only because he didn't think Superman would ever need it.
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- Part 43 of Cor Et Cerebrum
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07 Mar 2026
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The wind shrieks and howls as a figure makes his way through the storm. Though the shadows that obscured his escape have long faded, the blowing snow provides just as much cover. Blood spatters the tracks left behind him as he pushes past drifts of snow knee high, but the trail is obscured in minutes as the storm continues to blow fresh layers of frost onto the ground. The only concern of his is that for once, the trail of blood he leaves is entirely his own.
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05 Mar 2026