snowdrops

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    Jaskier’s hands tighten around Geralt before slowly losing their grip, spasming where they fall limp. “Ger--geralt--”

    Don’t you dare,” he snarls back, “Don’t you dare try to give me your fucking goodbyes. You are not dying.”

    “S--silly man.” Jaskier’s smile is full of painful fondness. “Would you fight death for me?”

    Geralt swings him up into his arms and nearly weeps at the sound of familiar hooves running in his direction. “Every. Fucking. Time.”

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    It's to be expected that after twenty years of this life taking and taking and taking, Dick Grayson would break at some point.

    Dick falls, and Bruce catches him.

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    Day 24: FIGHT, FLIGHT OR FREEZE | Catatonic | “I don’t want to do this anymore.”

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    09 Feb 2026

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    Snow crunches under Illuga's boots, the frozen crust giving way under every step. It slows him down and tires him out, his breath rasping with every frantic inhale.

    "Sorry, Sir Flins," Illuga mutters under his breath. Around him, the freezing air is heavy with the cries of the dead.

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    Or Illuga bites more than he can chew. As per usual.

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    09 Feb 2026

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    “I don’t need to know what you are,” Illuga says. “Just give me something. Something to cling to the next time you run headfirst into danger alone.”

    Flins sees the ghosts behind those pleading eyes, the shadows he tries to bathe in light, to pretend his lantern could drown them out rather than push them further into the corners of his mind. And he knows the stories, knows the haunted past that Illuga doesn’t like to talk about, the reason Flins’ answer matters.

    He settles on a simple, yet vague truth.

    “I am… not so easily killed,” he admits.

    “If you’re lying to me,” Illuga says. “I will summon you from the grave and kill you myself.”

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    Hitoshi isn’t devout, not like some of the soot-streaked street kids he shares sleeping spots and body heat with. Not like scarred Shouto or flinching Izuku, who both swear by Yagi, God of Perseverance and Patron of Common Heroes. Not like humming Kyouka, who dedicates every song that trips off her tongue to Yamada, God of Music and Patron of Restless Souls, to make even the most desperate of panhandling a prayer. Hitoshi has long-learned that sort of faith is for people with slightly more hope than him. 

    But this is shelter, and it’s shelter he desperately needs, and Hitoshi is not devout, but Hitoshi is also not stupid. 

    Hunted, terrified, and with no other options, Hitoshi takes shelter in a shrine. He expects less than nothing. What he receives, instead, is help.

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