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    Red Hood's men are… a bit unusual. They're still clearly the henchmen of the new and upcoming Crime Lord who openly and aggressively hates Batman but for some reason… they're dead set on helping Robin.

    They're even fairly good at helping out. Though, when Robin gets hit with a modified version of Poison Ivy's pollen, their solution is to call his 'older brother' who apparently they think is Red Hood himself.

    (Not Batcest)

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    15 Mar 2026

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    I LOVE THEMMM I LOVE THE ROBINS BEING BROTHERS I LOVE JASON AND TIM I LOVE RED HOOD'S GOONS

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    [Sokka is five when the first mark appears. 

    It writes itself in a deep red like a wound, as if someone had carved the word “nonbender” in a messy font across the knuckles of his left hand, as if it was handwritten with a knife.

    When he asks his mother, as she applies salve on Sokka’s knuckles, she sighs deeply and says nothing for a few moments. 

    “Sometimes, spirits don’t make much sense.”

    Sokka has yet to turn thirteen when he wakes up screaming in pain, about ten soulmarks all over each other between his left shoulder and his ear, red and vivid like burning flesh. Among the few words that are somehow possible to read out of the disastrous scribbling, “disrespectful” and “coward” and “burned” and “sorry sorry sorry” are the ones that stand out the most to Sokka. He thinks, at the tender age of twelve, whoever did this to his soulmate will be sorry too, one day.

    A month after Hakoda leaves him with the job of the protector at the age of thirteen, Sokka realizes, with a bitter taste in his mouth, that he’s got more soulmarks than his entire village combined.]

    Or, to have a soulmark is to carry the vilest things that your soulmate believes about themselves on your skin.

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    08 Mar 2026

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    10 10 10 10 10 10
    that one coleridge quote abt how poetry is all the best words in the best order,, this fic is straight poetry
    inject it into my veins iv drip into my bloodstream rn
    the balance btw zukka and all the other relationships was so good
    ty lee's everything might just kill me,, the whole concept of this au in general actually the way they have no voice but to understand each other ughhh
    i love fics that rlly up the sokka older brother of it all
    and everything written in parentheses, the repeated lines and motifs,, i had to stop and think and appreciate the genius of it all on multiple occasions
    everything abt this fic is perfect like not once was i taken out of the story no notes
    author you should teach a writing class bc the way their relationship progressed so smoothly the way this was like reading the most thought thru gorgeous narration like kill me now
    worth every minute of how horribly late im staying up

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    “Why did you leave?”

    Keith flinches. His shoulders have gotten broader, Lance notices, and his jacket sits kind of weird on them now. There's a strand of hair covering his eye and Lance wants to tuck it away. “Are you talking about Voltron or the Garrison?”

    Lance breathes in. Breathes out. Ebb and flow. “I’m talking about me.”

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    07 Jul 2025

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    oh god im so normal abt this fic i want to write like this and i want to read this fic again and i know ill cry just as hard as i am rn

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    “What’s the fun in a masquerade if you don’t flirt outrageously with the prettiest person in the room?” the young man says flippantly, and then winks at Keith. Keith huffs a laugh, amused.

    “You keep saying things like that, but you haven’t seen my face,” he says, gesturing to his mask. “I could have warts under here. I could have spots, or scars.”

    “You’d be lovely even with all of those,” the young man says, and he suddenly sounds serious. It takes Keith by surprise, makes his heart twist along with his stomach. “Your eyes,” he continues, tilting his head. “I’ve never seen eyes like yours before.”

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    25 Mar 2025

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    i think this fic changed my life

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    In the land of Arus, the youngest Nalquodian prince—Prince Leandro—is hidden away in a little castle that overlooks the kingdom; a countermeasure to protect him from the Galran assassins that have sworn to take his life.

    And in the tallest tower of the castle, behind a grimy rose window and under a dusty sheet, is an enchanting gargoyle that the prince finds himself compelled to visit every day.

    Almost as if by a spell...

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    11 Feb 2025

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    read this like almost in one sitting it was that good. had me laughing crying everything. the concept is just so genius and the writing is as good. ill never get over this fic i fear.