Curses! (Foiled Again!)
Fics that contain elements of fairytales &/or curse-like elements (includes chemical agents, technology, etc) & their resolution
Or cases(/events) where an attempt(ed action) is Foiled
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Tim knows he’s made a mistake. He knew the second he made it that what he had done could never be taken back, but the thing is - the thing is, this time he had... well. This time might not have been such a mistake after all.
(This time might actually have been on purpose, because he might secretly have been dreaming of bringing Robin back to life for months.)
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Robin is magic. Robin has always been magic. This is more literal than some might imagine.
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Bruce bans metas and magic from Gotham, whenever he can, but if he’s aware of the irony in enforcing this rule with Robin at his side, he never comments on it. As a child, Dick is sure that he knows because Batman Knows Everything. As an adult, or near enough, he wonders if that is true, or if the only person who can feel the magic glittering across his skin is Dick himself.
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There's a Girl in Jason's Appartment by Kitsune_Scribe for Resilur
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
21 Aug 2023
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For some reason Jason thinks Tim's the one to contact about this.
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If she was trying to kill him, why the fuck were Ivy’s thorns coated in cuddle pollen?
Whatever. At least it’s not poison in the traditional sense. It’ll burn through his system quickly enough. He faintly imagines he can already feel the Pit perking up at something to chomp down on.
It’s an amusing mental image.
Jason jumps the gap between buildings and heads toward safety.
He blinks, and he’s three streets over, in the opposite direction of where he’d meant to be heading.
[or: Ivy's cuddle pollen and the Lazarus Pit give each other indigestion.]
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the altar is my hips (religions in your lips) by Violettavonviolet
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
05 Mar 2024
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His skin was pale and pallid, his eye-bags somehow worse than last night and there was a bit of lipstick (?) stuck to his cheek. He wiped at it and looked down.
He nearly began heaving again.
Who the hell had left a *used* pregnancy test in his sink?
Picking up the stick at the other end-he cared about hygiene, thank you very much-he held it closer to his face. No, that was definitely what he though it was. What the fuck? Why was there a *positive pregnancy test* in his sink?
For a few terrible seconds, he wondered if he was currently carrying a child. Then he remembered his anatomy and sighed—Worlds Best Detective in the making, everyone.
He held the test in shaky hands as he stumbled back into the living room. His head was still killing him but this took precedent.
"Guys, who the fuck is pregnant in here?"
Spoiler alert; It's Tim, Tim is pregnant and that has quite a few very troubling implications. Curse Kon and his weird, superhuman sperm.