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How do y’all title your stories? I swear coming up with one takes up more brain power for me than writing itself lol

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There are currently ~2300 works in AO3 tagged with "Created Using Generative AI"

I'll be upfront with my opinion, which mirrors my opinion in regards to my field: using AI will only hasten your own obsolescence. The point of fanfiction is not to crank out fics, but rather to enjoy the hobby and communities of writing and fandom.

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danny phantom bitches see these shades of green and slam reblog huh

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Damian angrily cutting up Danny's flowers after Danny had forgotten he promised Damian he would do something for him.

Danny: Look what you've done to my peonies!

Damian: Tt they are Marigold.

Tim: Huh. I think he's right. They are Marigold.

Danny: I may not know my flowers BUT I KNOW A BITCH WHEN I SEE ONE!

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What the shit is this? I'mma be perpetually clicking on the bikes and street signs... I ain't no snitch

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We need a Hero

She wasn't supposed to be here. She knew that. Bobby had told the entire team to vacate the building 20 minutes ago, and she was going to. She really was. She'd turned to go down the stairs when she heard the kids screaming for help. She couldn't just abandon them when she was so close.

Through the smoke and fire, through the entire building shaking, she raced towards the apartment, where she heard the kids banging on the door. After telling them to get back, she'd rammed her body into the stuck door several times before it finally popped open.

Neither child was older than six, and both were absolutely terrified.

The building gave another shudder, and somewhere above her, she heard part of the ceiling collapse. If she wanted to make it out alive, she needed to get out now.

Scooping up the crying kids, one in each arm, she rushed to the stairs. She had ten floors to get down; if she didn't hurry, none of them would make it out alive.

The staircase was filling with smoke faster than she would have liked, and the children's coughing was increasing at an alarming rate, making her worried about their lungs. The closer she got to the ground floor, the more the shaking increased. She'd just reached the ground floor when Bobby's voice came through her radio, screaming that the building was collapsing.

She could see the rest of the team outside holding back Buck and Eddie as they struggled to get to her. There was no way she was making it to the entrance. The building was breaking apart too fast, and the entrance was simply too far. So, she did the only thing she could do.

She took the kids and tried to wedge them all under the staircase as tight as possible, using herself as a wall to cover the children's exposed parts.

It broke her heart to hear Buck and Eddie screaming her name through the open channel the team had been using. She didn't want to scare the kids more than they already were, so she said what the three of them always said to each other instead of goodbye.

"See you on the other side."

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"Sir, there seems to have been an accident. By my readings, Ms. Charlotte has been critically injured."

Tony's heart stopped, and the only thing he could think of was the fact that his kid was in danger.

"Sir, I've alerted the team. They are on the way."

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The first thing Charlotte noticed was the pressure on her back. It felt like the entire building was sitting directly on her. It hurt to breathe but that could also be the smoke inhalation. She tried to get up, but the moment she started moving her legs, pain raced up them, causing her to cry out.

Trying to keep calm, Charlotte looks around. In front of her are the two small kids huddled together underneath a small part of the staircase that had held. They were covered in soot and dust, but they looked relatively unharmed. They looked absolutely terrified, and they had every right to be.

"It's gonna be ok. My friends are outside and are looking for us. We just have to sit still and wait for them." The best thing to do was keep them calm and hope that her team would find them in time.

With only one arm free from the rubble that had them trapped, there wasn't a lot that she could do. She was struggling to breathe now, and she wondered if maybe a broken rib had punctured a lung. If that was the case, then she might not make it before someone found them. She'd never get to say goodbye.

A beeping noise filled the silence and slowly got louder. At first, Charlotte thought that she was imagining things until she remembered the watch Tony gave her last year. When he found out she had become a firefighter, he got to work making her a specialized watch. It was connected to Jarvis and would send Tony an alert if she was ever in a life-threatening situation. She'd wanted to refuse because she didn't want him trying to step in every time she went into a burning building. It wasn't until he promised he would only step in if she was in absolute danger of dying that she accepted the gift. It had never been needed until now which is why she'd completely forgotten about it.

A red glow peaked through the gap between her firefighter coat and glove. The oldest child took off her glove and pushed her sleeve up when she asked. The glow only got brighter, and the beeping got louder when the watch was exposed.

Slowly bringing her wrist closer to her face, Charlotte looked at the screen of her watch. It looked like they'd been down there for hours. "Jarvis, call Tony.....Code Sorry."

It was a joke between the two of them that seemed appropriate now. Tony had told her she'd be grateful when she was in trouble, and she had the watch. She'd told him that if that day ever came, she would happily apologize. Now, she wasn't sure if she would ever be able to.

It was getting colder, and she was struggling to stay awake, which she remembered Hen saying was a bad sign. It meant the person was seriously injured.

"Charlotte! Wake up!"

Someone was yelling her name, but she didn't see anyone except the kids as she tried to keep her eyes open. Her vision blurred, and she almost closed her eyes again, but something tiny hovered in front of her. It took everything she had to focus on the object, and when her sight finally cleared up, it looked like a flying bug with a person on it.

"Antman?" Charlotte could barely whisper. She felt like she'd swallowed fire and dust.

"Yeah, Tony sent me in to find you. He's with your friends waiting for me. He's also got them patched into the comms. Your friend Hen is asking if you have any injuries."

"I don't know if I'll make it to a hospital. Kids need help." She was gasping for air just to say those little words. She was trying so hard to hold on, but that creeping darkness was invading her vision, and she was tired.

The noise faded out, and the last thing she saw was sunlight as the building seemed to lift in the air.

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After a month in the hospital, Charlotte was finally cleared to go home. She was by no means healed, but she was healthy enough to go home. She did have to stay with Buck and Eddie much to the chagrin of her father.

Tony had tried to talk her into going back home with him, but she didn't want to deal with the helicopter he would become. It was bad enough that he had tried to fight Bobby in the hospital just because she hadn't followed orders. It had been no one's fault.

Buck and Eddie were in tears when they were finally allowed to see her. They'd seen the damage and heard what she had said. They thought they'd never get a chance to see her again.

Both legs had been shattered, and she had been correct about the punctured lung. There had been internal bleeding and a few other things wrong, but Tony had called in both Dr. Cho and Dr. Strange, and she'd made it through the multiple surgeries.

After the hugging and tears stopped, Buck told Charlotte that the kids she had saved made it through just fine. Once the smoke inhalation problem had been resolved, they both recovered fully. They had even drawn her a few pictures of her rescuing them. Charlotte was not ashamed to say she started crying at that.

Now, all she has to do is go home with the people she considers her brothers and heal. Bobby promised when she had healed up a bit more, he would host a cookout. Tony was even invited as long as he didn't try to fight anyone.

Charlotte had never taken either family for granted, but sometimes it felt like the universe wanted to make sure she never forgot how easily it could all be taken away. Reminders like these made her thankful that she wasn't alone and that she had not just one family that she loved and that loved her back, but two.

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oh shit, it's 3/21/23, 32123, palindrome day

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I'M SO READY TO SEE MORE BUCK BEING BI. ABSOLUTELY. 100%

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THE FLIRTING WAS SO HARDCORE THAT I WAS WORRIED WE WERE ABOUT TO BE QUEER BAITED AND I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER I WAS WRONG😭😭😭

I KNEW IT!!! I F****** KNEW IT.....

....the hints to BI Buck have been there dangling in front of our noses for YEARS!!! FINALLY they had the balls to get through with it!

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THEY DID IT. EVAN BUCKLEY IS CANONICALLY BISEXUAL.

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I can't believe. I'm watching evan buckley simultaneously flex his muscles and play the damsel in distress. to get eddie's attention. ON my screen.

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THERE IS A SHIP AND IT HAS SAILED. I REPEAT IT HAS LEFT THE DOCK PEOPLE. SOUND THE ALARM. WE ARE ONE STEP CLOSER TO BUDDIE!

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Happiness Will Come To You.

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TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

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i wish superpowers were real because then you'd get people making posts like "some people need to get real hobbies and stop making identical illusionary clones of themselves that your fist passes through like smoke when you go to punch them :/" and know exactly who the OP was talking about