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(Note: Most of this fic could be rated "M" with no content warnings. A couple chapters, however, get real intense. These chapters are tagged.)
When Raven decided to checkout the newest slam poetry café in Jump City, she was hoping to find a distraction from the constant air of romance that had infested Titans Tower. She never expected to run into Jinx, nor to find a fast friend in the reformed witch. She certainly never expected that they might become something more. And she never would have dreamed that a dark force was plotting to turn their relationship to its advantage.
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19 Apr 2025
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It's a self insert fic. You know the drill.
Featuring a grumpy protagonist who wants mochi, clean socks, and to maintain possession of their life and eyeballs in that order, a troll-dad sensei who's genuinely trying to understand the pint sized weirdos he's been saddled with but isn't sure where to start, and two team mates who are honest to god twelve year olds who canonically didn't mature until after the handy dandy time skip.
Where, please, is the unsubscribe button, because I'd like to request a different afterlife.
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- Part 1 of Wisdom 'Verse
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12 Sep 2024
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"No matter how desperate I get," Shadowheart says through gritted teeth, "I'm not that desperate."
But her body is betraying her. It's responding to Lae'zel's suggestion, rising like a well-stoked fire, and Lae'zel lowers herself to the ground near Shadowheart's feet. Shadowheart's legs shift to accommodate her in an instinct so bone-deep that she can't stop it before Lae'zel is filling the space.
"Give in to your desires, istik. Submit to me. In my experience," Lae'zel says, crawling slowly up Shadowheart's willing body, "the hatred will only make it sweeter."
And then Shadowheart is being kissed so thoroughly that she forgets her own name.
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Shadowheart doesn't know much about her past, or her future, or even who she is beyond what Shar asks of her. But she knows one thing. She hates Lae'zel. She hates her so much that the gith hardly leaves her mind, and there's nothing that could possibly change that.
A tale of misplaced hatred, building trust, and finding new purpose.
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17 Oct 2023
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“I…have known nothing in my life but battle.” The words are stilted, brusque; it is her way. “All my knowledge of…children…is of constant testing, unending bloodshed. I do not know what a healthy creche looks like. I do not know what a healthy githyanki childhood looks like. That knowledge has been stolen from us. I do not—” She grits her teeth. “I dislike embarking on such an important mission with no information. Too much is at stake.”
Tearing such vulnerability from between her ribs has never come naturally. But watching the still-wet hatchling examine its own toes, watching her lover brush eggshell from its arms, against her will Lae’zel softens. They have been through too much together not to respond such. Back-to-back, as ever, there is surely no challenge so great that they cannot—
“Well, don’t look at me,” says Shadowheart. “I was raised in a cult, remember?”
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- Part 1 of Truesilver
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14 Oct 2023
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After a bit of 'late night stress relief', Shadowheart asks for something rather simple from Lae'zel: some cuddling.
The Gith takes exception to this request.
At first.
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07 Oct 2023