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    "They're here because of me, right? Because I'm Peter Parker? Then make everyone forget I exist. Make it so no one knows who Peter Parker is."

    Stephen had to bite back a scoff, "I'm sorry, Peter, but even making everyone forget you exist won't be enough. Your very existence is the problem now. To fix this, we need to- I will need to erase you. At our current state, all I could do, is make it so you never existed in our universe."

    "Never exist? You mean, I-I'll die? Again?" Peter's voice trembled.

    "You won't have to. I can send you to a different universe, one where Peter Parker- where Spider-Man has never existed. You won't have to die, you won't exist here anymore, but you can still live." Stephen chose to omit how low the success rate was. He wanted to give the kid hope.

    "Live a good life, Peter."

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    a.k.a. I fell down a rabbit hole, may have been traumatized by my predecessors, so now I'm writing this as therapy
    Dick Grayson is Peter's Biological Parent fic that somehow also turned to a Jason Todd Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure fic

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    28 Jan 2026

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    Suddenly waking up in an unknown city was weird, especially considering he doesn't exist anywhere.

    What was even weirder were the vigilantes following him thinking he was from the future?
    And someone's kid? Huh?

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    Peter wakes up in Gotham and everyone thinks he's a certain someone's kid from the future.

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    28 Jan 2026

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    Tim wakes up inexplicably in his two-year-old body. Which: odd. But just think, how many people would kill to have an opportunity to redo their life! And Tim has so much he wants to change, so much he wants. He wants to feel important to Bruce. He wants to be Dick's favorite. He wants Jason (his childhood hero) to think he's cool. He wants Damian to need him. And really, is it manipulation if his family benefits from it?

    Or: He was halfway through the second trash can, when a startled “Good lord” caught him off guard. Tim glanced up, the rhythmic sucking of his pacifier coming to a still at the sight of a black Rolls Royce idling at the side road that lead to Wayne Manor. Alfred was staring at him from the over the car top, aghast. “Master Bruce, it’s not a raccoon.”

    From the back seat, Bruce Wayne stared at him. Tim stared back.

    Or: Tim is side tracked by his actual childish needs and wants, gets a whole bunch of his nannies fired, terrorizes his parents with a series of petty revenges, is an honest employer of one (1) newly minted murderer for hire, endears himself to – and thoroughly weirds out – the Waynes, and is generally just a petty, manipulative, vindictive, smol boy.

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    30 Jul 2025

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    "A boy at the airport with a face trying too hard to be too brave, save for the tears squeezing out the corners of his eyes… I couldn’t just walk away, you know?” 

    So Phoenix finds Apollo. Or maybe it is that Apollo finds Phoenix. Or maybe it is they find each other and Miles is reluctantly brought along for the ride. Somehow, they all change each other.

    [A collaborative art & fanfic story.]

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    22 Jul 2025

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    Through the carnage came a figure cloaked in shadow, she appeared to move through the bodies rather than step on top of them. Even standing somewhere around seven or eight feet tall, she was far too humanoid to be a foe, they had long since abandoned their ruse of playing at humanity. She wore a cloak that appeared to dissipate and knit together like threads of smoke, the gossamer threads like the grey of a new dawn. Under the hood, he could only just make out her eyes, a clouded sky blue, pupils, and her gaze unending.

    She stopped before him, their eyes meeting through his tears. There was no empathy in her gaze, only his own agony reflected back at him, though her hand was light as a soft breeze as she tipped his chin up.

    “Please,” Dick said, even though he didn’t know what he was asking for: release, mercy, death.

    “You long to go back.”

    “Yes.”

    “For a different outcome.”

    Dick nearly choked on the word, “yes.”

    “I can make it so. I can give you the gift of foresight, but I warn you, it comes at great sacrifice as it does for anyone else who it is bestowed upon.”

     

    Dick Grayson may not be able to change everything, but my god, is he going to try.

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    19 Feb 2025