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A string of fics following the friendship of Tim Drake and Billy Batson because I say they get to be friends- muahahahaha
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Tim and Captain Magma... No- wait Marvel!

“Are you okay?”
Tim groaned.
Great, he nearly died in the stupidest way possible, and there was a witness.
“Hang on!”, the voice whisper shouted, voice bouncing off the hard concrete that made up a good portion of Gotham's infrastructure. The fire escape began to shake minutely- the witness was climbing up to him. Not good. Strangers in Gotham were never good.
Or:
After the nights excitement finished with hardly any Batman and Robin action thanks to some Captain Magnificent- or whatever his name was- Tim meets a homeless boy named Billy that isn't trying to mug him.

Midnight Menaces

The next part was faster than he expected, Bruce taking a step forward only to be met with the red clad child barreling towards him with a- a taser of all things shouting a brave, “Go Tim!”, before his little device tried in vain to pierce through Bruce's kevlar with its electrical currents.
Tim did not “go” anywhere. The child raised a starstruck hand, weakly pointing to the Dark Knight with a faintly whispered, “That's a Batman.”, passing his lips.
Or:
Bruce was thinking of heading home early that night from patrol- until two little boys that didn't belong in the Bowery at 2am became officially named menace 1 and 2.
Billy and Tim just wanted pictures of Batman, not a surprise meet and greet.

On the spectrum... the magic spectrum

“He's a magic baby.”, Bruce blurted out.
Like that explained how Tim left him tongue tied mere minutes ago.
Like that wasn't the most idiotic sentence to leave his mouth while decked out in his Dark Knight regalia.
Dick looked like Alfred had told him cereal was a totally acceptable breakfast food and that he'd stock the kitchen up with the most sugary kinds. Awed and disbelieving.
“A… magic baby.”
Or:
After realizing Tim, his new Robin, is the same kid that jumped off a building and poofed into thin air (escaping from THE Batman), Bruce is determined to prove the child has magic. There was no other explanation for that night otherwise.
Tim and Billy have some thoughts on that.
(Part of a series-Not a stand alone fic)

Shelves: DC Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 41,202
Status:: In-Progress

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When an unknown curse strikes Harry Potter on his 23rd birthday, Draco Malfoy finds himself charged with his recovery.
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While this fic is based on the works of J.K. Rowling, this author does not accept her biases and the harm she has caused. My profile will always be a safe space for LGBTQIA+ readers.
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FICBINDING WARNING
I do not condone misconduct with any of my AO3 publications.

Shelves: Harry Potter

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 148,445
Status:: Completed

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What if Draco Malfoy made a different choice?

Shelves: Harry Potter

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Words:: 74,088
Status:: Completed

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Hogwarts, eighth year. Draco returns, but he's changed. Harry notices...
A story about depression, PTSD, friendship, and love.

Shelves: Harry Potter

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Words:: 52,352
Status:: Completed

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“Don’t look, just close your eyes… It won’t last much longer. I’ll find a way to make it stop, I promise.”
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The one thing Draco and Harry despise most? Each other. But the next thing? Discovering they’re not just dreaming about each other but are trapped together in the same dreams every time they fall asleep—reliving their most painful, private memories side by side. Forced to uncover the cause of this twisted magic, they’re drawn into a dangerous, ancient curse with ties to the deepest parts of the wizarding world.
Now, as they race to break the bond between them, they find that the closer they get to the truth, the harder it is to pull away… and breaking free may mean facing something far darker—and far more intimate—than either of them ever imagined.

Shelves: Harry Potter

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 85,385
Status:: Completed

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In the wake of the war, Draco Malfoy vanishes from the wizarding world, seeking refuge in the anonymity of Muggle London. Reinventing himself as a barista, he finds unexpected solace in the rhythm of pouring lattes and the quiet of a life far from magic. Gone are the shadows of the past—or so he thinks.
But one day, Harry Potter steps through the café door, drawn by curiosity. Every morning thereafter, Harry returns, ordering a flat white, his gaze lingering on the once-enemy behind the counter.

Shelves: Harry Potter

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 48,208
Status:: Completed

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“It has recently come to our attention that we cannot trust everyone in the Order with your well-being.”
“You mean…a traitor?”
“Yes. The Headmaster is cleaning up internally, and in the interim you are to stay away, even from people you think you can trust."
In the wake of Sirius’ death, Harry must go into hiding in the muggle world with Snape. Surrounded by forces that are desperate to either kill or preserve him, Harry weighs the value of his own life.

Shelves: Harry Potter

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 108,326
Status:: In-Progress

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Changing the future doesn't necessarily make things better. It just makes things different.
Journey of the Whills is a story that began with Re-Entry (found here: http://archiveofourown.org/series/10129; see series description). It's an on-going work that has not been abandoned; updates are forthcoming.
Anthology containing:

Prologue

Prologue for Re-Entry: Journey of the Whills.

Beginning Anew

Returning home is both deceptively easy and hard to do.

Circle Shift

The thing about circles is that they are not inert objects; it’s not in their nature.

Trader (By Birth and Blood)

She is Aika Jai Tano'bi, and she has just fallen in love twice over.

Tempered Grace

Adversity is a hammer upon the spirit.

Thick Skin, Loud Voice

She's just volunteered to become a Sith Hunter.
She's got to be crazy.

Feel the Sun from Both Sides

Jedi are supposed to be patient. She can do patient—she can and will do anything to keep from being sent back to the dumpsters. Sleeping in a real bed—having food available all the time—is a habit that Tahl is getting used to pretty fast.

Direction of the Wind, Part I

Obi-Wan and Anakin get used to dealing with each other without their respective buffers; a Queen pays a visit, as does a Senator, and Bant gets to be devious.

Re-Entry Official Timeline

This is the official timeline for Re-Entry and Journey of the Whills, which will be updated as Whills progresses. It combines a lot of actual Star Wars canon dates as it integrates with this particular alternate universe. Some dates appear fudged because I had to invent a calendar for the characters living inside the universe. Using pre-BBY dates is not actually a useful system if you live there.
Also, some characters' listed canon ages are WRONG WRONG WRONG. I have taken liberties when appropriate.
The timeline lists events by date and by story (Look for the [xxxx])

Direction of the Wind, Part II

"To be honest, Chancellor Valorum, I never thought I would come under literal fire while serving you.”
“I didn’t think I was worth assassinating, myself.”

Interlude I

The Jedi Temple is full of secrets.

Kerri Chewgra Ji

Tholatin and Qui-Gon Jinn have an uncomfortable shared history. Padawan Raallandirr finds it all interesting, infuriating, and baffling.
Also, there are Chiss.

Background Radiation

“You’re the Initiate who dreamed about fire in the sky and massive devastation. I wanted you as my Padawan in the worst way.”
Important things can happen in places you'd never think to look.

A Drop of Fire - Part I

There are days that can bring about events that will change everything about the future.
What no one mentions is that those days start out just like any other.

A Drop of Fire - Part II

“You’ve allied yourself with Sidious?”
“Not necessarily an alliance. More of a…passing acquaintance."

A Drop of Fire - Part III

"Their rage supplies them with weapons." --Virgil

A Drop of Fire - Part IV

“You have no idea how much I do not want this! Damn him, and you, for putting me in this position!”

Fallout

"This is where I leave you, for now, though not for any ominous reason."

Shadows - Part I

“I do not wish to lose an ally, even a dead one.”
“An ally? What makes you think I am that?”
“Because you hate Sidious as much as I do."

Shadows - Part II

Thirty Jedi Shadows think they know what to expect from their new instructor.

Shadows - Part III

"Fear attracts the fearful: the strong, the weak, the innocent, [and especially] the corrupt."

Interlude II

Qui-Gon should have recognized the distraction for what it was.

Impedimenta Part I

Impedimenta: plural, n. Baggage and those things that retard progress. Also see: roadblocks, distractions, politics, and long-lost Jedi.

Impedimenta Part II

“They are so smart, your Padawans. If you did anything right, it was that.”

Resumption

Cats are not the only things good at holding grudges.

Integration Part I

“If you had succeeded in killing Sidious, during your third attempt on his life, what would you have done?”

Integration Part II

All it takes is the right word at the right moment, and thousands of years of truths can be undone.

Integration Part III

“How drunk should I be for this conversation?”
"Manufactured genocidal pandemic.”
“No, I was not yet inebriated enough for that statement.”

Integration Part IV

There is a fine line between educated and jaded.

Integration Part V

“What is it that I need to see?”
Many things, the specter whispered. Then she said, You are going to die.

Fracture

The way of the Whills is a journey of excruciating self-discovery.

Trial

The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials. -Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Clattering Feet

They were all aware that this would be their last time together in this form, this singular group who had joined together to learn blatant insanity at his hands.

Mortis

"Young Skywalker was on the right track, calling this place a wellspring, but it’s more accurate to say that Mortis is a nexus.”

Deadspace

"Am I dead?"

Erratic Oscillation Part I

"Do you remember anything?"
"Just...fragments."

Erratic Oscillation Part II

Names are important, aren't they?

Erratic Oscillation Part III

No true Sith can ever be locked away for long.

Illumination

Serenity was rare for him, but it did not preclude him.

Well of the Dark Side

"It’s the Mortis equivalent to the Chamber of Trial. The only way out is to go forward."

Lost in the Echo Part I

"What else are friends for?"
"Blowing things up, apparently."

Lost in the Echo Part II

“The Sith had this annoying habit of creating traps within their own documents. Sometimes it was subtle, like hypnosis via pattern and word repetition. More often than not, they would use blood magic. You could pick up one of these books with no intention whatsoever of becoming a Sith, and yet…it would convince you.”
“Is that what happened to you? Insatiable need, or rewired ambition?”

Lost in the Echo Part III

“Pretty violent thing to like, though, isn’t it? For a Jedi, I mean.”
“If I judged the value of things by how violent they were, I wouldn’t have any friends to speak of,” Kenobi replied. “The litanies are about war, yes, but they’re also about life, about connection.”
Rex had to give him that one. “Vode an.”
“That is one hell of a pun right now. A double pun, even.”

Lost in the Echo Part IV

"He tried not to think about the others if he could help it; he couldn’t afford to be that consciously depressed.
He rested his right hand on the leather cuff on his left arm, tracing the pattern of the text underneath by memory. Two years, five months, and fifteen days.
He was still no closer to figuring out a way to go home."

Lost in the Echo Part V

“I knew you were still alive when you changed the beacon call for the Temple, you crazy, brazen son of a bitch.”
Obi-Wan gave him a faint smile. “Someone had to do it.”
“I know.” Then and now, his General was such a damned Jedi.

Lost in the Echo Part VI

Everything goes according to plan, except when it doesn't.

Lost in the Echo VII

Tamoeth expected great things from his prisoner. Sidious, Void take him, had waxed too long, too eloquently, about Venge’s potential. If Tamoeth’s Master were still alive, there was no doubt in his mind that Sidious would have flung his cherished Adepts out into deep space just to have the half-made Sith all to himself.

Lost in the Echo VIII

"What did you do that for?"
"For science!"

Allies

Vader wanted allies to help him dethrone Sidious, and he finds something better than he ever expected.

Lylek Squad

Lylek Squad comes together in pieces, but together they are whole.
They are also some of the scariest bastards to ever wield a blaster.

Amalgamate Part I

Everything must coalesce, must merge together, to bring about what is yet to come.

Amalgamate Part II

“I can’t believe you asked him before I had the chance to ask Kix,” Jesse groused.
“What—why the fuck hadn’t you married him already?” Wolffe thundered.
“Beeeecause it wasn’t legal?” Jesse offered in his defense. That was also weird—Click was pretty sure Kix had mentioned that Jesse was dead, but apparently it was Not-Dead day.

Amalgamate Part III

"This is the time for treatise, for essays, for the spirit of the educated being to press words into paper, so that the cusp that we stand upon will not be forgotten.
Write it down. Write it all down, lest it’s forgotten, lest our words and ideals, purposes and truths be twisted by those who come after us.
The time is coming, soon, where the time for writing will be temporarily suspended, because it will be time to act.
We don’t yet know what those actions will be, but it’s coming.
Write it all.”
—Senator Padmé Amidala, 140th session of the Galactic Senate, 5212

Honor Thy Fallen and Shout Their Names From The Stars

The first thing Wedge Antilles ever learned about Luke Skywalker is that if the man says he's going to do something, he really is going to do it. It's great except for when it's terrifying, but mostly it's great.

Interlude III

"You can’t hit yourself in an attempt to correct past mistakes. Believe me, I’ve tried. It is both ineffective and unsatisfying."

Splinters

Sometimes, all you have is a collection of moments, splinters from lives that others lived.
That does not make them any less valuable.

Evening Sunset

It’s dumb luck more than anything else when Eve Koh ends up working for Vilmahr Grahrk.

Orphan's War Chant

I always meant to post the translation for this, and then life kind of...happened. (Just: so much horse shit. So. Fucking. Much.)
The chant first appears in RE's Journey of the Whills: Lost in the Echo Part VI: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4624377

Shelves: Star Wars Fics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 901,126
Status:: In-Progress

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Just a series for all my LU fics!
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Five Times Wild Did Something Wild (and One Time it Didn't Work Out)

“Wild, no.” Twilight whispered, gripping his shoulder, but Wild merely smiled.
“You don’t trust me.” he stated, smile unwavering. Twilight bit his lip, glancing between Wild and the enemy camp. There were half a dozen armed and dangerous Bokolins just waiting for them to come within range, but Wild’s grin made it seem as if the idea of being riddled with arrows excited him.
“I don’t know what you’re planning, but it can’t be good.” Twilight said instead, earning him a huff of laughter.
“You’re no fun, Twi.” Wild simply said, only confusing the other more.
“That is a camp full of bloodthirsty Bokoblins, Wild! There is nothing ‘fun’ about it!”
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Thank you for 1000 kudos!! <3

Every Man Dies Alone

Wild was a skilled fighter, brave and selfless. Sure, he was reckless and at times unreasonable, but everyone had their issues. The group wasn’t concerned about Wild as much anymore, even though the younger still exhibited few self preservation skills. He would hide his injuries, refuse potions, and sneak off into the forest at night and be fine in the morning. No one else noticed, but Twilight worried.

The Sun Will Come Out

Everyone kept telling him not to worry so much, that Wild was capable, that he’d be back soon. All Twilight could think of was the scars painting his cub’s body from his last adventure, of the frequent nightmares, lost memories, self doubt. They’d made progress, but Wild was still only a kid. He wasn’t even nineteen yet, and already had faced more than Twilight could comprehend. If Wild’s first adventure broke him, Twilight worried this one might shatter him.
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Wild leaves the group for another adventure, and returns very different.

Tomorrow

A bright green light flashed, and Wild turned to see a body of mummified skin and bones resting atop a platform, dark eyes fixed on Zelda and arm glowing bright with runes. Wild's heart leapt into his throat as the figure lurched forward, arm reaching for Zelda's frozen form.
Wild didn't think--he stepped in front of Zelda and raised his right arm in defense.

Wet and Wild

“Do you not want to talk about it?” Twilight asked slowly.
“You’ll all find out soon enough anyway, I might as well tell you.” Wild sighed, eyes focused on his boots. “I’m sorta, kinda, maybe dating the prince.” Wild mumbled quietly, shoulders tensing as he finally admitted it.

Legend Has Two Hands

Marin bit her lip to hide a smile and Ravio looked as if he were about to laugh. Legend somehow became even redder, raising his hands to hide his face. As if on cue, Ravio swung his legs over Legend’s lap while Marin leaned in closer, and both placed a kiss on each of Legend’s cheeks.

Scars

“You okay?” Wild asked, and Warriors snapped back to the present with an apologetic smile.
“Yeah, I’m…” Warriors hesitated, and Wild tilted his head before sitting down in the sand beside him. Warriors let out a sigh, lowering his head and watching Wild from his peripheral. “How do you do it?”
“Do what?” Wild asked, and Warriors felt himself beginning to blush as he realized what he was about to ask.
“How are you so confident? Your scars…” Warriors trailed off with a huff, feeling like a jerk. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be asking such a personal question.”
Wild was quiet for a moment, staring out at the distant forms splashing in the water. “I wasn’t always comfortable. With my scars, I mean.”

Throwing Shade

Four had a feeling the minute he returned to his Hyrule things would get real weird, real fast, and there wouldn’t be much he could do about it. He held onto hope that maybe, just maybe, his boyfriend wouldn’t be the dramatic idiot he was and wouldn’t emerge from the shadows like some kind of evil villain in front of a group of heavily armed and trigger happy heroes. He hoped that Shadow would have a scrap of common sense not to jump him the minute he came back. He prayed his secrets wouldn’t be revealed against his will, but he had a feeling all his prayers would be for nothing.

You Can't Buy Love but You Can Rent It

No more taking pity on Mr. Hero, even if he was handsome and selfless and his best customer. No more, or Link might realize he had a crush and never come back, or worse, spread a rumor about Ravio’s willingness to cut a deal if he liked someone. It would be horrible for business, so he swore to himself up and down that night, laying in bed as Link’s kiss still tickled his cheek, that he would never bargain again.

Warriors Shouldn't Have Done That

Legend hid his face in his hands, cursing Warriors under his breath, while Hyrule seemed to shrink in on himself with a bright blush and a horrified look on his face. Wind slumped over the table, his ears bright red.
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Or, Warriors' flirtatious attitude leads to Wind and Hyrule discovering some things about themselves and Legend is tired.

I Am He..?

“Legend, can I ask you something?” Hyrule whispered to the older hero, their eyes briefly meeting as he got his attention. “Ah, but, you have to promise you won’t tease me about it…”
“Sure thing, ‘Rule, what’s on your mind?” Legend raised his brows, and Hyrule looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before he continued.
“I’ve just been wondering, what’s a gender?”
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Hyrule doesn't know what gender is. Unfortunately for him, the other heroes aren't much help.

Hero Through the Ages

“Do you know how old you are right now?” Twilight sighed, letting himself fully sit as the last Moblin fell behind them.
“I’d say about seven… maybe eight years old? Physically, that is.” Wild eventually replied, clenching his small hands into fists.
Twilight's eyes widened in surprise as he looked the kid over again. Wild was small, sure, but eight years old? He’d been fighting with perfect form just a few minutes ago, and the way he was responding to things, the way his hair was cropped short…
“Wild, were you training as a knight at eight years old?” Twilight couldn’t help himself, the fear of knowing the answer not enough to stop his curiosity. Wild jumped slightly at the question, but instead of becoming sheepish, instead of appearing at all upset, he simply cocked his head in question.
“Is that not normal?”
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Wild gets hit with a spell and turns into a child, but he's not as wild as the heroes expected.

The Point of No Return

This was underhanded, cruel, unspeakably evil. It was very much something Dark Link would pull. And Four hated that it worked, he hated that he couldn’t even bluff indifference. Now that Shadow was here in his arms Four would do anything to keep him there.
Dark’s grimace returned in full, knowing force.
“I’m listening.” Four sighed, and Shadow whispered a stream of refusal in his ear that he tried his best to ignore.

Experimental Equations, Or The One Where Wild Uses Glitches

“It’s called a wall clip. No idea how it works, but if I shield surf at just the right moment while jumping towards a wall I can pass through it.” Wild explained, before a haunted look replaced the grin. “Or get stuck inside. That’s not very pleasant.”
Twilight didn’t want to know.
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The group ends up in Wild's Hyrule and Flora shows up with some "experiments" she wants to perform. Cue Wild using glitches and Twilight losing his mind.

To Fulfill His Fate

The hero was dead.
He knew that.
Stupid boy, stop playing hero. You’re just going to get yourself killed.
Link had heard those words countless times across Hyrule. Ever since he’d woken up in that strange stone tomb, voices in his head foreign and begging, ghosts giving him directives, memories long gone poking at the edge of his mind. The hero was dead. He died a hundred years ago.
He failed.
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Wild travels across Hyrule, an unknown and unnamed rogue dispatching monsters in the night. He has no friends, no family, and everyone thinks he’s long dead.

Four Feet of Pure Flirtation

Alright, so maybe Vio had a teeny, tiny, little preference for the brooding type. So what? It wasn’t a crime!
They had the best fashion sense anyway.
And they were hot.
But they were typically villains.
Vio tried not to dwell on these more conflicting thoughts.
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Four had a problem. Vio liked to flirt. With villains, specifically. It was making his life a bit more difficult than it needed to be, to say the least.

Dream With Me

Legend had been gone for months, but Hyrule stayed strong. His friend--his brother--would return. He had to be sure, for both of them, too afraid of thinking otherwise. In the logical part of his mind he knew Legend had more adventures ahead--not just one, not just two. So he would be fine, absolutely fine, and he’d come back and it would be like nothing had ever happened!
But the longer Legend was gone, the more he worried.
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Legend joins the group after his third adventure but soon leaves to save a mysterious island. He returns a very different person.

A Troublesome Habit

“I cannot believe I have to say this,” Time sucked in a breath, immensely tired. “But there will be no more poisoning yourself on this adventure. And that goes for all of you.”
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The heroes have odd drinking habits. Legend drinks too much coffee, Wind has a flask, and when was the last time Hyrule drank water..?

A Shower to Remember

Enter Time, Twilight, Wild, Legend, Hyrule, Warriors, Wind, Four, and Sky to Untitled Group.
TIME
Good Morr’w To Thee, Boys, I Bid Thee Well,
F’r I Cometh To Thee With A Decree.
Time hast altered thine name to Father Time.
FATHER TIME
Thou Hast Been Summoned To A Shower, Doth
Not Be Absent When The Hour Cometh.
Expect A Letter Tom’rrow From Me.
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The boys are invited to Time and Malon's baby shower. They have one week to plan the ultimate prank (or foil it).
Shakespearean-style Chatfic Edition. Yes, you read that right.

Lessons in Love

“What do you mean by ‘show me the ropes’?” Legend asked, quick, defensive enough to pass as insulted. Ravio snorted, tasting the hot chocolate, and Legend’s eyes were drawn to his lips once more as if under a spell.
“I mean no offense, Link,” Ravio laughed, seeming not to catch the blush on Legend’s face as Ravio used his name. “I just figured you might want some pointers. Flirting, hand holding, relationship advice, y’know? You don’t have to accept the offer by any means!”
Flirting? Hand holding? Legend gulped.
He was already an idiot. Maybe he could play dumb for a little while longer…
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Legend accepts lessons in relationship advice from Ravio as he tries to work up the nerve to confess. Unfortunately they're both idiots.

Beneath the Surface

What most people didn’t realize, just as they had no clue that Link was four or could shrink down to the size of a Minish, is that pulling the Four Sword did more than just split them. Not just four parts, four pieces of one whole with a color assigned to each. A color and an element, for the blade was not just enchanted--he’d repaired it himself using four Elements, crystals embodying Wind, Fire, Water, and Earth. The Four Sword did more than just split him, it imbued each part with one of the elements, abilities both powerful assets and dangerous weapons.
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The Colors have elemental magic to use at their will, but it wasn't always easy to control their powers.

Too Good to Be True

Something wasn’t right about Warriors’ Hyrule. Legend didn’t want to find out what it was.
He feared he already knew.
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Warriors' games aren't canon, and all dreams must come to an end.

Smoke on the Wind

Wind would never tell the others his greatest secret.
It wasn’t something small, like the details of his first or second adventure. It wasn’t even big, like Time’s markings or Wild’s memory issues, things they kept under lock and key for no one to hear the truth of. No, Wind’s greatest secret was massive; a burden he’d been forced to bear on his own the entire time he’d had it.
Wind knew when someone was about to die.

Forever and Always

Legend's eyes traveled over each word, slowly, savoring the time he had before it came to a close. He reached the end of the page too soon. Legend felt his heart skip a beat.

Please write back soon.
Love,
Ravio.

Love.
No, no, what? What did he mean love?
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Legend and Ravio exchange letters until a sudden confession forces Legend to confront his own feelings for the merchant.

Arrhythmic

They weren’t walking fast, just one foot in front of the other in a line, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet Hyrule’s heart was racing as if they were in the heat of battle. He took deep, steadying breaths as the morning wore on, the only thing he knew to try and calm himself. But he was calm, relatively speaking, and the longer his heart hammered away the dizzier and colder he felt.
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Hyrule pushes himself too hard and his heart isn't having it.

Liminal

The wind howled through the open entrance, drowning out the creaking of the roof. Four flicked his blade once more, and the swish of air nearly covered the shifting weight behind him. He paused, looking back, just in time to see the roof caving in as the support beam gave way.

LU Ficlet Collection

A series of my Linked Universe ficlets crossposted from Tumblr!

Second Wind

Four raised his sword swiftly, glinting in the sunlight in multicolored rays.
One body became four, four minds slotted into place--
Except when Green opened his eyes, something felt wrong.
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Vaati is sealed within the Four Sword until the magic breaks, allowing him to burst free. He takes control of Green, and it's up to the rest of the Links to free him before someone gets hurt, or worse.

Ties That Bind

“This,” Shadow pulled out the mirror, waving it around for emphasis a foot from Vio’s face. “Doesn’t work. I got about a hundred feet from those Goddess-forsaken ruins when I started feeling like shit, but when I tried to go back in the mirror--” Shadow waved his hands more, sharp teeth bared. “Nothing! I’m stuck here!”
“That shouldn’t be the case--” Vio began, the pain in his skull lessening enough to let him think. And as soon as he did, the pieces snapped into place, creating a grim picture of his error clear in his mind. “Oh, shit.”
“What? What is it?” Shadow scrambled forward, latching slightly sharp fingers onto Vio’s shoulders. “What did you do to me?”
“It’s actually ‘what did I do to us’, I’m afraid."
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Vio manages to bring Shadow back to the light world, but a small mistake leads to a terrible fate for more than just the two of them... or, an opportunity to strengthen the ties that bind.

Uncanny

He got the feeling that there was something not-quite-right about Four. He got that feeling about Time, a little bit of wariness around Hyrule, too… he couldn’t quite place why. There was something a bit different about the colors of their spirits and the way they held themselves, and like with most things Wind didn’t understand, he figured he would learn the truth someday.
There was something uncanny about him too, after all.
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Four, Hyrule, Time, and Wind all have something not-quite-Hylian about them. Fae ancestry, blessings, curses, and Deity ties all make them different, in ways that only they can recognize...

Shelves: Zelda

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Words:: 210,681
Status:: In-Progress

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Tim is a machine, and the best tool Batman has ever had. Tim’s only purpose is to help.
When Batman no longer can function, not without his sidekick, someone must step up. That someone is Tim.
“My body is easily replaceable, but I’m capable of doing anything you need of a Robin. Trust me. You'll never have to fear losing Robin again."
That sentence is factually true. At the time.
When volunteering as tribute Robin, Tim forgets that Robin... is not a tool.
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An AU retelling where Tim is an Artificial Intelligence / Android. It’s basically an Emotion, not a Plot. You have been warned.

Part 1 of Once more, from the top, this time with androids

Shelves: DC Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 100,288
Status:: Completed

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Anthology containing:

Finding Something To Fight For

"I lost the kid..."
In the aftermath of the snap, Tony has returned to a world which he cannot bear to exist in. He's lost the son he didn't allow himself to truly embrace. This is the story of how he moves through his grief and pain and finds something to live again for with the help of his family.
Prequel to With Great Power and following stories. Can be read independently of the series.

He's My Brother

A comment at pre-school sets Morgan on a mission — She wants to see her brother. Tony and Pepper must have a difficult conversation with her, and Tony needs to face some reminders of what he lost all those years ago.
Prequel Scene to With Great Power

Coming Home At Last

Morgan had always known Peter would be the best brother in the world if he was there, and now she had proof. No one else could do magic like him, no one else saved the world, and no one would ever love their brother more than Morgan was going to love Peter.
She had waited all her years for this moment, and now he was there.
Her brother had come home at last.

With Great Power...

The gauntlet falls into Peter’s hands on the battlefield, and instead of passing it on, he snaps. Through that choice he is burdened with more power and responsibility than he could have imagined. He is going to need Tony and the rest of his newfound family to help him manage it.
He's got to learn new facets of his nature, things he never imagined he would face, and he needs to hide from the people that would take him and his new power and turn it into a weapon.
Now complete
Edited October 2020

Hold On A Second Longer

There are consequences for Peter’s ordeal at Ross and Thuri’s hands. Revenge will need to be put on the back-burner while his friends and family rally around him to help him recover. It’s going to take time and patience to bring Peter back to them, but they’re all committed to helping the youngest member of the Avengers.
Inspired by foolscapper's Exploding Head Syndrome

Who Am I? - I'm Spider-Man

Peter beat the programming, embraced the Stones’ power, and now he needs to learn exactly what that means and how to use and control them. He’s going on a journey throughout time and the universe to do explore, learn, and to attempt to ease some of the pain in the pasts of his new family.

No Man Can Win Every Battle...

Peter’s home with his family at last, and his next task is to find a way to balance his life with the people he loves, his life as Spider-Man, and The Infinity Stones’ power. Just as things begin to settle, his dreams start to take a life of their own, leaving him with physical reminders carved into his skin of a threat that’s lurking out there in the Multiverse.

Morgan Stark's Busy Day

A day in the life of Morgan Stark and her new living arrangements with the Avengers

...But No Man Should Fall Without A Struggle

The fact Tony had been slammed with green light made him think time travel was most likely. But why would Peter do that? Why did Peter want him to be in 2016?’
With no answers forthcoming, Tony and his team must carve their own path in 2016, doing what they think is right and hoping that’s enough. After all, Peter is relying on them.
NOTE: I have raised the rating to mature and added a minor character death warning. It's not an Avenger, but they have an important role in the story. I am sorry to do it at this late stage, but I didn't see this death coming when I started posting. If you need to know who it is for reassurance, my email is on my profile, and I'm happy to tell you as long as it doesn't end up in comments as a spoiler.

Shelves: Marvel Comics

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 412,531
Status:: In-Progress

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Stiles very slowly reached up with both hands and covered his neck as best he could before whispering, “Are you Vampires?”
“What? No.” Derek couldn’t help the small laugh of disbelief that slid up his throat, crossing his arms defensively over his chest. It didn’t matter that he was thousands of years old, or that he was bigger and stronger than Stiles was. Somehow, he was pretty sure once this conversation was over, Stiles was going to be able to crush him like a bug, and he hated that feeling.
“Didn’t you say he was smart?” Boyd asked.
“Hey,” Stiles insisted, turning to him with a glare but not removing his hands from his neck. “Vampires is a perfectly logical guess in this case. And he said I was right on the Supernatural front. Vampires are Supernatural.”
“He said you weren’t wrong,” Boyd corrected. “Not that you were right.”
“Well, the opposite of wrong is right, so...” Stiles gave him a look, but turned back to Derek relatively quickly, as if realizing he was delaying his own answers.
“We’re not Vampires,” Derek said, then let out a small sigh before admitting, “we’re immortal.”
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Or: The Old Guard AU nobody asked for (except me).

Shelves: Teen Wolf

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 111,249
Status:: Completed

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“Lady Morgana,” The lord said, his brows furrowing as he took a step back “Pardon me for the assumption, but I was told the king’s ward never left the East tower?” He asked and gestured vaguely around the gardens. Morgana smiled and Merlin smirked from his hiding place as he watched Arthur consider swooping in to save the man, but clearly thinking better of it.
“Ah, of course.” Morgana said “You must be confused. There are two wards of the king. I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet Merlin today.”
Or
Uther took in Balinor’s child as a baby and claimed him as his ward. Merlin thinks he’s being held hostage, but whatever.

Shelves: Merlin

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 110,369
Status:: Completed

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There's no guidebook to tell you how to react when someone who made your life not worth living dies. There are, however, hands to hold yours tight as you stumble through the wreckage.

If only you can convince yourself to take them.

Vanitas: the place he came from, the home he found, and the people who helped him find it.

Part 1 of way the world goes

Shelves: Kingdom Hearts

Site:: archiveofourown.org
Words:: 181,773
Status:: Completed

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