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Gotham city is cold, dark, and overcast in perpetuity. But this is a universal constant, an unwavering promise in a world full of betrayal and change. And Bruce Wayne finds it unspeakably comforting. Ordinarily he does, anyway.
But tonight, he wishes—it’s illogical, it’s ridiculous, this is a New Jersey winter, it was always going to be cold—it were warmer.
Robin’s been fidgeting nonstop for the past several minutes, twitching and refusing to settle the way a stakeout requires, the way he usually can, despite his eight-year-old attention span. He shifts, and twitches, and keeps glancing over. He’s also shaking like a leaf in the wind.
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Fluffy hurt/comfort sickfic when Dick is Robin
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death's shadow is long (and it grows all around me) by KTLovesLOTR16
Fandoms: LEGO Ninjago (Cartoon 2011-2022)
11 Feb 2025
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Kai rakes a hand through his hair, and says, “This is gonna suck, man. And I… it was so dumb of me.”“It wasn’t dumb,” Cole promises. “It really, really wasn’t."
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Inspired by the AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZING fic "All the ways I say 'I love you'" by Leonardo_Charles_BlueWood_21.
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hold you when things go wrong by KTLovesLOTR16
Fandoms: The Wingfeather Saga - Andrew Peterson
17 Oct 2024
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Two broken people, trying to heal each other, is love.
Cross-posted on tumblr under araluendunedainofluna.
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They got PROBLEMS YALL.
Also most of this is very very AU.
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The Darkness Does Not Trouble Me by KTLovesLOTR16
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
22 May 2022
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Eowyn has a nightmare.
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Then he strides to her and presses a kiss to her lips, taking her face in his hands as he does and holding her close. ‘You planned this?’ he asks. ‘Your morning’s work was not astrophysics, then?’
She gives a guilty smile. ‘I wanted to, you know, surprise you.’
Thor gets ~romanced. He kinda likes it.
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15 Jul 2026
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Loki doesn’t know what has happened, or why he is gagged like an animal, and – and there are chains around his arms and legs, his shoulders and neck and waist, weighing him down, smothering him, burning him. The elves, it must have been the – hadn’t Pabbi told them to stay in the palace while the elves were in Asgard? Thor had said going to the market would be safe but Thor was stupid.
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- Part 2 of Words May Fail
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14 Jul 2026
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my heart has no place in this by dirgewithoutmusic
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies), Thor - All Media Types, Marvel (Movies), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)
02 Jun 2014
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The years rolled on, as they always did. Sif had lived through so many now, centuries of war. She had been a child once, she remembered, dreaming of a warrior’s armor and a warrior’s title. They called her Lady Sif now, Guardian of Asgard, and gave deep nods to her in the streets.
Sif put on her armor in cold mornings and thought, "Once I wished for this." What did she wish for now?
No matter. She was tired. She was mourning. But she could imagine no life but this. Any other life would make her pale and fade. This one made her burn, iron at the heart of a flame, the heart of a star, and she could imagine no other way worth living.
(a character study of Lady Sif)
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- Part 5 of bringing the war home
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07 Jul 2026
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after the scouring by dirgewithoutmusic
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
21 Oct 2016
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When Sam came home, there was a feather in Pippin’s cap, a horn on Merry’s hip. All Sam had was a box of dirt with one large, smooth seed tucked inside. Even in Mordor, Sam had only been fighting for the Shire. He spent the rest of his life helping things grow.
Let’s talk about Sam crying over rabbit stew, because a brace of coneys had been a spot of luck, once; because even then, even when he still had his pots and his pans, when Frodo had not yet snarled at him and told him to go– Mr. Frodo had still been gone too far by then to ever come back again.
Rosie, who did not cry easy, chopped onions so he would not be the only one with wet cheeks to scrub off. She asked him about herbs and spices, about stirring and cooking times, about what loaf would go best with it all. Sam said, “Rosemary, tarragon.” Part of him still rang against the greening metal of a copper pot dropped down a chasm and left somewhere on the edges of Mordor, but she saw him breathe deep and reach for thyme.
(a story for Rosie Cotton)
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07 Jul 2026
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a home for every season by dirgewithoutmusic
Fandoms: Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types, Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
10 Dec 2015
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Let’s talk about a Susan who never moved on, who buried her family in English soil and spent the rest of her life trying to find her way home. She did not believe lions were kind, but she always remembered a bow in her schoolgirl hands.
She looked in every old wardrobe she came across. It was casual, everyday– the first day in a new lecture hall, she checked the back of the coat closet. Friends had her over for Christmas dinner and she excused herself to go the bathroom, checked every cabinet and closet, and then headed back in for pudding. She went home with a cute boy she met in a smoky little pub and she checked his wardrobe before she headed home the next morning, heels in hand.
She also went to college, got a political science degree she had to fight for. She got a byline in the local paper, a few ladies’ magazines, then a larger regional publication.
She had mimosa brunches with friends. She read detective novels, never touched fantasy, and finally one day she stepped through an old stone archway barely thinking about it and–-
She was standing in a treeless plain, all yellow grass and blue blue skies.
(Susan Pevensie goes to Middle Earth)
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