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Black and white, good and evil. To believe there is no in between is to shatter your being. by Redrobinsbo
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
10 Jul 2024
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Nobody is ever just back and white.
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A full winter has passed since William the Conqueror secured his claim to the English throne and was crowned king, ushering in a new age for people of Englaland, and Arthur couldn’t have cared less. An outcast living on the fringes of society, his name stained by his past sins, he was perfectly content to live out the rest of his days tending to his garden and only enjoying the company of his magical friends. But when the local townsfolk begin to vanish one by one, their corpses found torn apart and drained of blood, the people whisper of a wearh hiding in their midst and before long, Arthur finds himself standing before his new Norman lord accused of being the monster behind it all.
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19 May 2026
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With war looming, England worries for France.
When war is here, he can't help but feel as if France has given up.
And when France is gone, why shouldn't he just give up?
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17 May 2026
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“Oh my god,” she said, loud and shrill. “Did someone attack you? Are you having a stroke? Wait—wait, are you cursed?!”
The waiter, coming to ask if they wanted refills, froze mid-step.
Francis tried to laugh, which only made his face throb worse. “I don’t think I’m cursed.”
“You’re bleeding!” she cried. “You were fine, like, just a minute ago! What is this, some kind of prank?”
Or: Most soulmates share emotions, thoughts, or dreams. Not Arthur and Francis. They share pain. And neither of them has any idea the other exists.
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16 May 2026
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Messina, Sicily. 1292
Lovino Di Vargas has devoted his life as a novice to nothing more than singing for God, caring for his brother Feliciano, and keeping a dying German boy alive, all while secretly praying for the salvation of his soul — victim of a unspeakable affection reserved for the most promising novice at the monastery: Gilbert Beilschmidt.
He didn’t meant to taint him any more than necessary; nonetheless, that is exactly what he did. He allowed something beyond the Lord’s control to enter “Gilbert's” heart, and the worst part is that he no longer knows if he should truly repent for that sin.
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08 May 2026
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Taking a trip to a historical site may not have been the best decision on America's end. He was already feeling depressed, why did he feel the need to make it worse by wallowing in his own history? Independence was what he was known for, he didn't need help! He was fine. Great. Totally cool.
Yeah, no.
America needed help.
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America, in a brief moment of despondency, makes the decision to reach out for help from the last person he thought he wanted to see.This fic is mostly fluff, and completely self-indulgent. Everything's platonic. England is a good older brother despite past mistakes, that is a hill I will die on.
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01 May 2026