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Arthur is relieved when Balinor the Dragonlord agrees to help, but dismayed when he refuses to come back to Camelot. Instead, Arthur is stuck waiting in the middle of nowhere while Balinor calls the dragon. To make matters worse, Arthur’s idiot manservant clearly has a massive crush on the guy: despite him being a grumpy, straggly, cave-dwelling sorcerer, who makes terrible cabbage pottage, Merlin hasn’t taken his eyes off him! Arthur will tolerate this nonsense for a couple of days, but only because he must save Camelot.
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“It’s not what it looks like,” Arthur says hastily, trying to hide the blood bag behind his back but apparently forgetting that he’s punctured it already. The crimson liquid steadily falls from the bag to the linoleum floor in thick droplets, a rhythmic drip, drip, drip.
Merlin stares and asks whatever higher power there is for patience.
OR; Arthur is a vampire. Merlin knew the cute guy he’s been going out with for a few weeks now was too good to be true. Tagging along to the hospital when their date is abruptly cut short due to one of his patients coding? Yeah, fat chance. It’s just Merlin’s luck that he finds his date stealing bags from the blood bank, teeth (fangs?) digging into his lower lip. Fuck.
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14 Apr 2025
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Carter played the recording for a third time. Red Hood’s lips pursed.
“I don’t know what the fuck Nightwing was talking about,” he said. “That’s not a Thai dialect. He’s always had the worst ear for Kra-Dai languages.”
(or, the one where an enterprising GCPD member uses the batsignal to ask the local vigilantes for translation help, and the Batfamily knows WAY too many languages)
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20 Feb 2025
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Tim curled up in a ball and shook with several, near-hyperventilating breaths. Jason clenched his hands into fists.
“Hood?” came Nightwing’s tentative check-in, “How’s everything going?”
I’m trapped under a building, he didn’t say. Tim thinks I’m going to murder him, he didn’t say. Get me out of here before I claw my own skin off, he didn’t say.
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12 Oct 2022
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Damian was barely taller than Wayne’s hip, hair obscuring his eyes. His skin was far darker than Wayne’s--a dusky brown that spoke of years in the sun. His face, however, could have been a perfect replica of the billionaire’s.
“Oh,” Anne said, frowning at the father-son pair, “Bruce, honey, you didn’t say he’d be so--”
“--handsome,” Lois supplied quickly.
Bruce Wayne introduces his son to reporters.
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12 Oct 2022