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Hindsight is Clear (Hindsight is Bitter). by GuildofScribes
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
03 Sep 2025
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As with most things in life, hindsight is the only clarity humans can get. Lieutenant Jee has more experience in this than he’d like.
Prince Zuko was a trial from Angi to either prove Jee a decent man, or drive him utterly insane.
It’s a pity that clarity doesn’t come when you need it, only ever when it’s all too late.
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Ivy. by GuildofScribes
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman (Movies - Nolan), Batman - Fandom
10 Aug 2025
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*Oh. Goddamn. My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand… and on my house of stone, your ivy grows, and now I’m covered in you.*
The children had crept into Alfred’s life little by little, but there had been Bruce first.
Alfred hadn't meant for his life to turn into what it had morphed into, but children have a way of creeping up into your life in all the ways you don't expect.
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Answer Me This. by GuildofScribes
Fandoms: X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men: First Class - Fandom, x-men days of future past
25 Jun 2025
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When they stop off at the Xavier mansion after breaking Erik out of prison to make ready for the trip to Paris, Charles disappears and Erik searches out Hank in the lab, checking on his projects before they board the plane again to Paris, for answers.
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Push Through (until you break). by GuildofScribes for Charrhylis
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
18 Apr 2024
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Next to Anakin's ease and power within the Force, none of the clones realize just how far General Kenobi is pushing himself to keep up.
It's war.
And he'll do what he must.Until he can't.
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A Curse of Mortality. by GuildofScribes
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types
15 Apr 2024
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Demigods walked the line between human and divine.
The children of Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon toed the line the most out of them all.
Honestly, how would these children know exactly where that line was?
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Ring Exchange by SpaceAsthmatic
Fandoms: TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
31 Mar 2020
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After the war of the ring is won, and the ring has been melted to nothing. Legolas gets drawn to the Dead Marshes by an impossibly familiar force.
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26 Jan 2026
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Maglor Indebted by SpaceAsthmatic
Fandoms: TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
27 May 2024
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Alone and lost in his grief on the anniversary of his brothers death, Maglor gets badly wounded by an Orc before he can stop it. The last thing he remembers is rolling over to look at the stars while he died.
And then he woke up in a cave. No longer bleeding and certainly not dead.
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26 Jan 2026
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From drama to disasters just about anything that can go wrong will at one of Gotham's Galas. Especially when Bruce can manage to wrangle his entire family to one. So it's his job to keep an eye on each and every one of them, come good times and bad. It's a good thing they also think the same thing about him.
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05 Nov 2025
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Bruce blinked surprised at him, then waved both his boys over to the bed he was propped up at, awaiting a further check up from a doctor, leaky side patched about as well as it could be for the moment.
“Jay! Here.” he called.
Jason’s eyes brightened seeing him, “And there’s one of the poor souls.” he said.
“Hush and just let them take a look at you.” Tim scolded.
He shoved Jason down at the edge of Bruce’s bed with a, “Please make sure he doesn’t bolt.” Before leaving to find a nurse.
Jason’s arm was soaked red, stark proof of the reason for Tim dragging him over. He was back in his party outfit, sleeves rolled high, and coated in dirt and he looked severely put out.
“I thought you were dealing with the diggers?” Bruce asked.
“We did that. Black Bat’s making sure they get into custody. I was told to take care of myself.” he punctuated the last bit with air quotes.
“And?”
“And I wanted to keep helping.”
Bruce shook his head, “I see your brother’s didn’t agree.”
“Timmy’s going to pay for backstabbing me like that. Next week every one of his uniforms are going to be coated in glitter.”
Jason looked Bruce over, “Dick said you were bleeding out.”
Bruce raised his arm, showing off the thick bandage, “Not as bad as all that.”
His son scoffed, “Well I gave the idiots an extra helping of justice for you.”
“Jay–”
“They’re still breathing.” Jason confirmed, “Just having a harder time at it. And don’t give me that look. Cass gave them the same. No one blows up our dad.”
Bruce opened his mouth, and then the word dad properly registered in his brain. He blinked at Jason, who blinked back then swore, and went to shove himself off the bed.
“No, you’re staying.” Bruce’s shock was broken long enough to grab at the back of Jason’s shirt, “Or I’ll start yelling.”
“Cheater.” Jason huffed, and plopped back down.
Their staring contest was broken by a higher young voice, “Father! Jason!” Damian trotted over, rumpled but out of uniform himself. Bruce looked for any of the others, which made Damian shake his head.
“They are filtering back in. It will garner less suspicion if they’re found or stumble out. I–” he hesitated, “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I had not realized Todd had found you already.” his disappointment at not being the first to join Bruce causing him to slip back into using Jason’s last name.
“Speaking of which, why have you not been treated yet?” he rounded on Jason and his still bleeding arm.
“Because everyone’s busy and this is just a scratch.”
“A shrapnel wound is not a–”
“Damian, why don’t you take a seat? I believe Red Robin was getting some help.” Bruce said, attempting to quell an argument. That and get his obviously exhausted son off his feet. If given long enough Damian might actually have that planned outburst for real from the sheer stress of the whole night.
“Ah, I–fine, Father.”
Bruce reached a hand out to take Damian’s and gave it a little squeeze, “I”m okay, doing much better.”
And he was. Especially as everything worked itself out. A nurse was found for Jason. Then Cass and Duke made their way over, soon followed by Dick, with Stephanie hot on his heels. Finally Tim arrived after having to extract himself from a last minute detour to help carry someone onto an ambulance.
They were all healthy. There, and chatting quietly as the tent slowly emptied out and Alfred continually buzzed their phones on his way through city choked traffic to pick them up. They were healthy and happy all seven of them. Bruce had counted. Again, and again, like sheep flitting around him. The relief with each confirmation making his eyes heavier and heavier.
“Someone wake me when Alfred gets here.” He murmured at last, Jason still at his side, “And don’t start any fights while I sleep.”
With that he let himself at last drift again, confident that his family was there. Safe and sound.
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WOULD YOU SPARE ME YOUR VOICE IF I CALL? by orpheusaki
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
06 Oct 2022
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There is no Batman present with Damian at this moment. Just him, his father, and the danger of everything they won't tell each other about what it means to be a family.
"Oh," father grumbles in a low and gravelly voice that is slightly different to his tone as Batman, but not entirely, his eyes flickering down to where he's holding Damian's wrist, and then back up at his son, "You couldn't sleep, Damian?"
Father isn't pulling away now that he's awake, so Damian doesn't either, "I apologise for waking you."
"You didn't, son," Father lies, looking down at their hands again.
(Late night promises between a father and son.)
Series
- Part 2 of WHO AM I?
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04 Nov 2025
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“You're American?” The young man turns to him. Despite the faint ringing in his ears, Bruce hears the man's tone of slight displeasure, and suspicion, at the fact.
Wiping his cheek with the back of his hand and grimacing at the sting and blood that comes away, Bruce sighs, “And you're English. What an awful pair we make.”
It was the right amount of wit and humorous self deprecation, since the stranger grins in response, “Pleasure to meet you. I wish it was under better circumstances.”
Military, Bruce assumes, shaking the hand firmly, “Thomas Malone.” he introduces himself with a polite nod.
“Alfred Pennyworth,” the young man replies, eyes narrowing when Bruce startles and squeezes his hand a little too tight. Holy shit.
(Bruce gets sent fifty years into the past and meets a familiar stranger.)
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03 Nov 2025