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    John Constantine and Bruce Wayne have never gotten along.
    Neither do their children.

    Dick Grayson carries leadership like a second skin—tight, suffocating, impossible to take off. He chose the Nightwing mantle, chose the responsibility, chose to stand at the front. That doesn’t make it any easier. Not when the weight of an entire team rests on his shoulders. Not when every mistake feels like it could cost someone their life.

    Lily Constantine carries something worse: time.

    One of the few capable of travelling it, she lives with the kind of guilt that doesn’t fade. A war came and went, and she could have stopped it. Should have stopped it. The world changed, people suffered, and she did nothing.

    Now everything feels like her fault.

    When their paths collide, it isn’t just a clash of personalities or families—it’s a collision of burdens, of guilt, of two people holding more than they were ever meant to.

    Some responsibilities are chosen.
    Others never let you go.

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    She was broken, so was he. Perhaps, in some sense, it would be enough.

    Another series of Midnights, but with a baker's daughter and the black clad cat that visits her that one fateful night past 11:59 pm.

    Sequel/Spin-off of my Lukloe fic "Midnights", this time with Marichat.

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    19 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 75

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    Bruce twists around in a snap of a finger and grabs the weapon, using the guy's momentum against him. He yanks the crowbar, pulling the man forwards. He hits the ground with a loud, bruising thud, only to be grabbed by the collar of his shirt by the Batman. The stout yet well-built man blubbers as he’s shoved roughly against the wall. Bruce growls, eyes narrowed upon the criminal under his cowl. “Start. Talking.” He punctuates his words with a menacing sneer; mainly for the intimidation factor. “Who are you working for? What’s in the crate.?”

    or;
    A villain's plan has Bruce stop by the League of Assassin's base in Nanda Parbat, all while he's supposed to be grieving the loss of his unborn son.....
    Or is he?

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    19 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 77

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    Chuuya has trouble falling asleep. Desperate, he makes a decision and summons the Dream Eater. What he doesn't know is that all magic has a price. Will he be willing to pay it?

    "A kiss."
    "Huh?"
    "A kiss for one night."
    Chuuya hesitated.
    He leaned forward and clung to the neck of the Eater's yukata, who opened his eyes in surprise at his outburst. Chuuya searched his gaze for something, anything that might shed some light on this madness, but found nothing, or perhaps what he did find gave him courage. He stamped his mouth against Eater's cheek, cold to the touch, and Chuuya's heart skipped a beat.
    The intruder took a breath.
    "A kiss for one night," Chuuya repeated, using his words as a shield. They were very close, so close that Chuuya could feel the Eater's breath on his skin, if he breathed at all.
    "A kiss for one night," the Eater hummed. "And I always keep my end of the bargain. Sweet dreams, Chibi."

    Or: Dream Eater!Dazai x Human!Chuuya, which nobody asked me for, but I have to write it anyway.

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    19 Mar 2026