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    Damian al Ghul has been trained his whole life, molded into the perfect heir for his grandfather. His only purpose in life is to make Ra’s and his mother proud, but when he is tasked with cleansing the city of Gotham, he learns things that force him to rethink his life’s mission and grapple with what he truly wants.

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    Talia never gives Damian to Bruce, but he still finds his family anyway.

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    17 Jul 2026

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    But Aki…

    And that is the thought. But Aki has always been different. But his future, when she touched the weft of fate, was delicate, as if one wrong move would have threads unraveling beneath her palms. A nudge, even a breath, might push him off course and send him wildly careening into a different direction. She could look and see what happens afterwards, or she could make the choice herself.

    A bead of sweat kisses Aki’s chin before splashing on the floor. The poor boy hasn’t so much as blinked.

    Future howls with laughter like she has never done before, joy and elation and every human emotion bubbling up between her roots.

    “You’re right!” she cries. “The Future is best, and you ought to see it!”

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    11 Jul 2026

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    “Thank you for your help, Nico.” Luke said kindly. “Seriously, we’d be dead without you. My name is Luke, son of Hermes. This right here is Thalia, daughter of Zeus, and Annie— Annabeth.”
    “Yeah.” Thalia muttered, retracting her shield. “Thanks.” She brushed off her pants. “So, who’s your godly parent?”
    Nico grimaced. Time for some creative obfuscation. “Um, I don’t know.” He shook his head. “My father left when I was really little. Mother would never talk about him. I don’t…” He paused, looked away. “I don’t remember much of my childhood…”
    “You’re a runaway, then.” Luke said.
    He’s not wrong. It just wasn’t his family he was running away from.
    It was his past.

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    Basically, I wanted a BAMF Nico di Angelo time travel with actual real meaningful changes to the timeline and major ripple effects! Self-indulgent for sure, since I want to redeem all my favourite characters! What if Nico went back in time to the lotus casino, and snuck out just a bit earlier?

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    30 Jun 2026

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    The Lord Stark looked down upon him clad in a heavy fur cape ladened with silver chains. His eyes resembled the blues of a crystalline lake– cold as the North. Even more so gazing at the flame that was Aerion. Burning hotter and hotter still as he stood firm against the eyes that seemed to swallow him whole.

    They had met once.

    Only once.

    When their youth still showed on their cheeks, and the years had treated them kinder than any war ever could. When the summer sun threatened to melt the young northerner, and when pale locks seemingly glowed iridescent when waves of golden light shone through leaves.

    When Aerion Targaryen, the Brightflame, was promised to Duncan Stark of Winterfell.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    “Your eyes,” Yuuta blurted.

    Toge tilted his head. The breeze caught his pale hair, and it shimmered—white-silver under the moonlight.

    Oh god. Oh god, Yuuta’s mouth was moving without his permission. The champagne had staged a full coup, and his higher brain functions had been deposed. He could feel the heat crawling up his neck, across his cheeks, all the way to the tips of his ears, and he was still talking.

    “They’re, um. Your eyes are... prettier than the stars. And your hair—it’s like starlight. You look like you’re made of starlight.”

    Arranged marriage, but make it a series of drunken confessions.

    OR: Five times the Prince and his arranged fiancé got drunk and confessed to each other, and the one time they were sober.

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    06 Jun 2026