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    Shouta's gaze moved to his hand, where a tiny, chubbier one wrapped around his index finger.

    He looked at the kid whose eyes are puffy, red, and shiny like he's been crying and giant green irises stared at Shouta’s hand with a level of focus that only a child can have. He turned his gaze to the mother intending to get her attention but the notion died as he scanned the woman, distracted with a not-so-good looking phone call if the worried frown pinching her face and her fingers wringing in the front of her cardigan is any indication.

    He sighed and let the kid play with his fingers, cooperating by turning his hand over when it was gently tugged, and watched the toddler count the lines on his palm in tiny murmurs and intense concentration, poking each one as he went, tired little sniffles every few seconds filling the silence. Looks like Shouta isn’t the only one who had a shitty day.

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    Aizawa Shouta, a new prohero, planned on getting some sleep on the train after a long exhausting day, like he always does, before heading back to the police station, but his plans get left at the train stop when a young mother and her toddler board his train.

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    19 Dec 2025

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    Is very sweet and cute

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    Poseidon looks at Percy and decides " no you don't get to die" and focuses on turning Percy into a god.

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    23 Oct 2025

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    The cult of Percy Jackson

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    A snapping sound echoes through the room as a point of space just above the meeting table seems to warp and change. Like reality itself is changing and warping. The last time this had happened was with Superboy prime and his reality altering punch.

    Instead of some galactic enemy or Superboy prime, a book falls onto the table. Thick and heavy, pages clean and crisp.
    There’s a title on the front, letting bold red with sharp curves. A picture of Red Robin drawn onto the page stylistically.

    “Red Robin” Diana mutters before the room goes silent.

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    17 Aug 2025

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    The justice league read about the whole ras thing

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    The day they tell her the plan, Clarisse thinks it's a joke. She actually barks out a laugh. But that was before. Before she notices how Chiron is shifting on his back hooves. That’s before she looks over at Annabeth and sees the way she’s staring pointedly at the opposite wall. That was before Athena and Hermes shimmer into the Big House.

    She’s not laughing anymore.

    (in which annabeth fake dies and clarrise endures and observes the aftermath.)

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    01 Aug 2025

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    That one where some of the gods think it would be a good idea for Annabeth to fake her death, but they REALLY didn't think it through

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    “We welcome you,” the cultist is saying, breathlessly. “To the mortal realm, oh father of Chaos-”

    Bernard slowly raises his head, meets the cultist’s gaze, and he stutters to a stop. Tim’s breath catches, because Bernard smiles, manic and benevolent and totally devoid of humanity.

    The cultist, shaking with excitement or awe, bows his head. Bernard floats down, and reaches to delicately touch the side of the mask, cupping his face.

    “Stupid animal,” he says, kindly, “Why would I thank you for this?”

    The cultist starts to raise his head, confused.

    It’s not Bernard, says Tim’s brain, even though he already knew that, even though he was putting the pieces together the minute the knife flashed down, even though he shoved the knowledge away because it was unbearable to consider, it’s not Bernard, and it’s only that thought that keeps him from fumbling when vines explode from the cultist’s eyeball.

    At the ritual altar, Bernard gets possessed by Dionysus. Nobody liked that.

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    30 Jun 2025