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    Tim was many things. But right now, the main thing he was was doomed.
    Straightening up as much as he could, he aimed to display everything he really wasn’t. Confident, head held high, and definitely not unable to recognise and or memorise faces. Perfectly normal. Not panicking at all. Neal Caffrey.
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    (or: tim drake has prosopagnosia. he never tells anyone. good thing he's not, like, doing undercover work, right?)

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    01 Jun 2025

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    Izuku's quirk is simple, it tells him exactly what he needs to do.
    It tells him to grab an umbrella and that afternoon it rains unexpectedly. It tells him to bring cash and it turns out the card reader is out of order.
    His quirk tells him to rob a bank.
    Well, why not?
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    Does the name All for One mean anything to Izuku? Nope.
    Will he tear down the empire of a powerful villain who has been terrorizing Japan for over a century anyway? Sure.

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    22 May 2025

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    It took the barest glance at his surroundings to figure out that he wasn’t in the vents anymore, but in a dingy alley. He had been sitting right next to a trash can, which explained the smell that was just now washing over him. The walls were plastered with black and white, peeling posters advertising local nightclubs and shops- none of which, upon his first glance through, he recognized. One of them, which advertised a place called Samuel's, declared a MIDNIGHT SHOW- Every Saturday- 25 cents a ticket.

    25 cents. A ticket.

    Triple futz.

    It didn’t take Tony Stark to figure out where Clint was. Or, actually, when he was. Which was definitely not any time in the past thirty years at least. Twenty five cents. Jesus christ.

    Clint slumped against the wall, raking his hands through his hair. “Aww, time travel, no,” he muttered, entirely to himself. He had been having such a good day too. Completely incident free. Except that he had accidentally knocked over Bucky’s coffee this morning in the communal kitchen and fled instantly. But he wasn’t ready to deal with the mortifying ordeal of thinking about that yet.

    (or, the time Clint Barton went back in time and fell in love with Bucky Barnes all over again)

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    27 Apr 2025

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    There is one thought and one thought only in his mind, and that is to put as much distance between himself and the Cobalt Oasis as possible.

    He can barely see its shape anymore, he can’t make out the buildings and the trees and he certainly can’t make out the people, but its shadow still looms on the watery horizon, always hounds his back no matter how hard he tries to run from it.

    The sun has sunk further now, the sky is darkening and while the sand is still hot, the air is beginning to chill. The desert is dangerous at dark, everyone always says. Phil hopes it will be kind to him, though with his luck—with his condition, really—he knows it won’t.

    And still, he keeps moving.

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    Or, Phil is running, Technoblade finds him, and magical secrets are difficult to keep.

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    19 Feb 2025

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    He resisted the urge to fall onto his back and become one with the dirty leaves. “To be honest, kids, you’re better off leaving me here.”

    “But you’d die,” Tallulah pointed out, sounding about as nonchalant about death as you’d expect.

    “Yup,” he agreed. “I had a good run.”

    He did lie down then, folding his hands over his stomach and closing his eyes. For now, and in front of the children, he could pretend that his death would be a nice one.

    Or: Tubbo tries to die. Two persistent children do their best to keep him alive.

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    01 Feb 2025