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[jacksgreysays]

(Not sure if I can qualify for another prompt after the last wonderful prompt fill but here goes:

The Academy was perfectly fine with Shikamaru’s imaginary friend Shikako, until she managed to ____.

Oh dona, there are so many things that can fill in that blank. SO MANY THINGS. And, I’ll be honest, a lot of what comes to my mind range from funny to alarming. But the on that I think is the most encompassing—without being too boring—is simply “get caught.” Because that opens up so many opportunities for what else she could have been doing before she got caught in such a way that also builds a dynamic between those who are in on it (ie, the Rookie Nine, maybe even the full Konoha Twelve since Team Gai IS only just one year older) and those who aren’t (presumably the teachers of the Academy) However, in order to narrow this fic down into something writable, I should figure what Shikako is doing before she gets caught… and, maybe this is just me, but I kinda like the idea of… now maybe this is too specific… but basically, Shikamaru’s imaginary friend Shikako, aka his literal sentient eldritch horror twin sister that lives in his shadow, just straight up eating Danzo. Just. How do you get rid of something? Eat it. Because, like… okay. My brain goes something like this:

“Hm,” says Shikamaru as they hide in the treetops from Iruka-sensei.

Normally, Shikamaru is content with being out of the classroom that, outside from telling them the plan needed to ditch and stay hidden, he stays pretty quiet either cloud watching or napping.

Chouji, in his spot next to Shikamaru and equally satisfied with just being outside, is the only one to hear him. “What is it?” He asks.

That gets Kiba and Naruto to perk up, starting to get bored after their flawless escape with minimal conflict.

“Shikako says she’s hungry.”

Good friend that he is, Chouji offers some of his chips. A tendril of Shikamaru’s shadow shakily takes one, wobbling even under that weight, but Shikako is also a good friend so she eats it.

Well. She tries, anyway. Shikamaru’s shadow curls around it, mimicking a chewing motion, but it remains unchanged.

After a moment, Shikamaru reports, “Shikako says thank you, but she might need to eat something else specifically?”

Naruto, ever curious asks, “What does a shadow even eat?”

Shikamaru shrugs. “She says she’ll know it when we find it.”

Kiba, and an Akamaru squirming with eagerness, declares, “Akamaru and I are the best and finding stuff. We’ll get it in no time.”

—

Iruka-sensei finds them before they find the ambiguous “it.”

To be fair, they were searching through the refrigerator in the teacher’s lounge, and their self assigned mission had carried them through to lunch time. So really it was their own fault.

Didn’t stop Naruto, Kiba, and Akamaru from yelling and howling up a storm as Iruka-sensei grabbed the two boys by the collars of their shirts. Mizuki-sensei at least just gestured his two charges forward, trusting that Shikamaru and Chouji would cooperate since they had been caught fair and square. And plus, it was lunch time.

Distracted as they were, none of the boys noticed Shikamaru’s shadow stretch itself to connect to Mizuki-sensei’s.

Without that context, none of them made the connection when, not even a minute later, Mizuki-sensei stumbled, nearly falling, before catching himself in an uncertain stance.

“You okay?” Iruka-sensei asked, caregiving nature winning over his desire to continue lecturing the boys.

Mizuki-sensei waved him off with a strained laugh, “Ha, I just felt a little tired—midday slump, probably.”

Kiba and Naruto, sensing weakness, re-aim their efforts from complaining to making fun of Mizuki-sensei’s age. It draws his ire, never mind that he tries to seem cooler than Iruka-sensei, but he musters a woozy, half-hearted defense at best.

Shikamaru glances at his shadow, darker and deeper than it was before.

Shikako isn’t as hungry anymore.

—

A/N: And then something something Ino and Sakura spot the boys questing for Shikako’s food and they also believe in/like Shikako anyway so they try to help out, Shino gets pulled in because they end up on Aburame territory and he’s holding his smiling baby sister and his untouchable vibes are way lowered, at some point they’re like… maybe Hinata can use her cool eyes to FIND what Shikako needs (and she’s stalking Naruto anyway so we might as well actively include her) and then Sasuke kind of feels left out ALTHOUGH… I may have a separate thing for how Sasuke gets pulled in. Anyway the kids try to figure out what she’s doing—she doesn’t eat chakra, she eats life energy, but only out of people that she wants to kill anyway and the amount she eats from them is maybe based on how much she wants to kill them? (she really does almost eat Kabuto to death the first time they encounter him lol)—and they’re like… well… we also don’t like the people Shikako doesn’t like anyway? Here’s where plot maybe comes in and maybe where Sasuke gets pulled in but basically if this is pre-Uchiha Massacre then there could be a day when Itachi goes to pick up the little Uchiha members from the Academy and Shikako is just like ??? DO I want to kill and eat him??? because he hasn’t done anything (YET) so it’s just like… the rest of the kids investigating into Sasuke to investigate into Itachi which then somehow Scooby Doo style gets them to Danzo and MAYBE he’s being a creeper and visiting the Academy to recruit future ROOT agents or MAYBE the Academy building is near the Hokage’s Tower (I think???) or Shisui and Itachi are BOTH picking up the various Uchiha Academy students and Danzo tries to use the opportunity to intimidate/threaten them both “subtly” and Shikako’s just like !!!!! FEAST MODE!!!! And fully just eldritch style swallows him whole in front of some Academy teachers :) And it’s not like Shikamaru can get in trouble because he’s BEEN telling the truth about his imaginary friend Shikako the whole time. And as far as they know it LOOKS like a Nara clan technique so they’re like… well… uh… maybe we should tell the Jounin Commander about this. And Shikaku’s just like… uh… Kasuga… what the fuck… And Kasuga turns to Sembei-obaasan and also asks what the fuck… And Sembei-obaasan has to search deep deep into the Nara oral tradition for what the fuck is going on And Shikako is just in Shikamaru’s shadow, totally pleased with herself. I’m not hungry anymore :)

[donapoetrypassion]

Option Two, Continued

A mere two days after Shikaku is welcomed back into the clan, new fiance in tow,  Ikoma has a talk with Father and convinces him to make Shikaku heir again. What he says, Shikaku has no idea. Father has been... soft, towards Ikoma lately. 

(He’s been soft towards Shikaku, too. It’s unsettling.)

It has something to do with the mess with Danzo, which Shikaku suspects he has still been only partially read in on. He suspects a little more treason was involved on Father and Ikoma’s part than they felt like admitting to the Hokage, and the two are avoiding making him complicit. 

It also likely has something to do with the new Nara-specific prosthetic that neither of them are answering questions about, despite the fact that the  clan researches are clamoring for any scrap of information in the hopes that they can alter the seal enough to make it even more practically useful. 

(Adding an extra, teenage-sized shadow hand in place of a missing foot or hand is a creative solution, but no matter how weightbearing and mobile this new prosthetic is, many of Shikaku’s clan members would understandably prefer their new prosthetics to be shaped like a limb they actually lost.

Except Tōshōdai. Tōshōdai hasn’t lost any limbs,  he just likes to keep tacking on as many Shadow Arms as he can realistically support in combat until he looks like a  dark shadow of a  bodhisattva )

_

Yoshino’s first formal meeting with Shikano,  the week after Shikaku was welcomed back into the clan, was not as she anticipated.

He spoke to her respectfully enough. She didn’t think he liked her or, or particularly liked that Shikaku liked her, but clearly something had happened to move her into the category of ‘acceptable,’ because he wasn’t just tolerating her for Shikaku’s sake.

That she only suspected because of the way he looked at her. It was...  surprised. And yet evaluating. As if he’d seen something he hadn’t expected, and was waiting to see something more. What, she didn’t know.

Shikaku’s mother, Koko Nara, was slightly more welcoming. She invited Yoshino to call her Mother, at least. Oh, she didn’t look at Yoshino with any warmth. But Yoshino was hardly alone in that- from what Yoshin could see, Shikaku’s mother was warm only to her sons, husband, and  niece Kofuku- any care directed towards others seemed to be at very great effort. Koko Nara was sometimes snappish, and polite only in a careful, overly controlled way. 

But Koko Nara had been surviving the aftereffects of the gasses of the second war for a very, very long time.

So Yoshino looked at the lines of pain around her mother-in-laws eyes and did her best to  see the woman’s strengths. Shikaku loved his mother very much, and the increasing toll her illness took on her clearly pained him.

It was understood, in a quiet way, that Koko Nara didn’t have very long to live. 

And, months later, one morning after tea, Koko Nara did something unexpected. Wiping a bit of blood from her mouth with a white cloth, she’d stood to retrieve something from her room- a wooden box  that open to revel perhaps a dozen lovingly preserved combs, all lacquered wood and polished deer-antler.

“I want your daughter to have them,” Koko said. “Tell her it was from me.”

For a moment, Yoshino had thought Nara-san’s illness had progressed even to her brain- it was  Kanatoko, not Yoshino, who was expecting right now- due in a mere four months. 

(Yoshino and Shikaku were trying, and Yoshino was almost a week late, but there was certainly no reason to start handing Yoshino gifts for future grandchildren just yet. Unless this was yet another Clan Thing Yoshino Didn’t Know About. Yoshino was getting a little tired of asking Shikaku to constantly explain things. Hopefully he wasn’t getting tired of her asking).

“When you have a girl,” Koko Nara continued, giving Yoshino a sharp look that made it clear Yoshino’s thoughts regarding Koko’s mental capabilities had been visible on  her face.

“You’ll live to see your grandchilden, Mother,” Yoshino said instead. 

For a moment, Koko Nara looked very tired indeed. But somehow also at peace. “Yes,” Koko Nara said. “Perhaps that long.”

_

Koko Nara lives to see the end of the war.

Its ending seems to ease something in all Shikaku’s family. 

It even brings Shikano Nara out from under the pall he’d been working under; an understandable reaction to the horrific 90% loss of his division waiting for the reinforcements Ikoma was leading.

Things seem a little brighter.

But Koko Nara died before even Kanatoko and Ikoma’s child was born. At least she’d gotten to hear the news that Yoshino and Shikaku were expecting as well.

(“Twins,” Yoshino said, letting the old woman rest a hand on her stomach.

“Yes,” Koko Nara rasped, closing her eyes as one of the children kicked. “Beautiful children.”

It was as if she could see them).

The death of Koko Nara is a great blow to both hers sons- and as for Shikano, it seems poised to harden him again. But he unbends a little, when Ikoma’s son Sai is born.

And a little more, when he holds the twins. 

(Shikano had been  polite enough not to come in just after the birth. Inoichi visiting Yoshino hadn’t exactly minded- he was already in the hospital for his own child’s birth, and he did useful errands like fetch more ice  in  a glass while Shikaku was busy having his hand broken by her grip.

But a visit from her somewhat unapproachable father-in-law minutes after thirty hours of labor is something Yoshino would not have appreciated. No need for an audience. She appreciates that he doesn’t arrive until middle of the day after, when she’s gotten enough rest to be coherent).

“Koko gave  you the combs for the girl?” Shikano asks Yoshino, and for the first time she hears something almost vulnerable in his voice. 

He wants his granddaughter to have this connection to his wife; he wants to make sure Yoshino knows she’s a member of the family entrusted to help pass on his wife’s legacy.

“Yes,” she reassures him. “Koko gave them to me months ago. I was thinking I’d give Shikako a new one for each birthday.”

“A good suggestion,” Shikano murmurs, looking down at little Shikako. “I’ll find something fof mine or Shikamaru to get those years, so they can open their gifts together.”

Her father-in-law does love the children already, she can tell. They have the people they love most in common, and they’ll act to protect each other as someone loved by their loved ones.

That’s enough.

EDIT: Why does a part of me still want Shikano to die, but this time in the Kyuubi attack? After he’s helpfully put aside little birthday gifts for Shikamaru and Sai in his will, taken from his collection of old treasures. Possibly because I’m evil. Well, you can consider that the AU of this AU. In this AU, Shikano lives, retures, and does his best to make his grandbabies think of him as the Cool Grandpa. (his best is not quite enough for THAT, but they do think of him as the will-burn-the-forest-down-for-them Grandpa.)

[virovac]

Wonder Woman being Superman’s mom and Krypton being a lie is my new favorite in-universe conspiracy theory.

She fought Nazs in World War and ..to people it would make sense.

[duron1ar]

Or, no matter the universe, one thing holds true:

Danzou is the absolute worst and must be stopped.

[arrowsbane]

Life as a ninja. It starts with confusion and terror and doesn’t get any better from there. OC Self-insert

author: Silver Queen

read by: jacksgreyson [@jacksgreysays]

rated: T

time: 63:40:29 (as of Chapter 134)

[jacksgreysays]

I bet eating Orochimaru is a bit like eating spaghetti--it's all noodles and sauce, because of how he's turned his soul into a mostly-coherent mass of snakes.

Alternatively, one extremely long noodle that Shikako can follow and find all the people with curse seals and, like, eat JUST the curse seals, lolol.

I guess if she can eat JUST the seals that are evil but leave the person who was sealed intact then she could probably do that with the ROOT agents... and I guess maybe also the Branch Hyuuga?

[dosbysilverqueen]

Hi Dosby,

This manga oneshot just got posted. It instantly made me think of DoS: https://mangadex.org/title/691a2ec7-8f2a-4c23-b9d4-4cb042d2c9f6/the-boy-who-collects-the-stars

Nice! It's a wonderful oneshot and there's two pages of Japanese deer lore at the end. Thanks for the recommendation! - jacksgreyson

[donapoetrypassion]

Heart and Soul

A few months ago, Jacksgreyson wrote a really awesome ficlet in response to a prompt of mine. 

This is the follow-up thank-you fic I‘ve been meaning to write for ages.

  Heart and Soul

“Put your heart, mind, and soul, into even your smallest acts. This is the secret of success.” -Swami Sivanada

“This is just one of me, but in different places.”- Shikako Nara to her father. Dreaming of Sunshine, Chapter 88

“I wouldn’t recommend using it. But that’s a decision you’ll have to make in the field, based on the information you have at the time.” -Shikaku Nara to his daughter. Dreaming of Sunshine, Chapter 89.

___________________________________________________________________________

 When the twins came back from the front, Shikako had a perfect circle of scarred skin and healed fractures tracing itself across her lungs, her spine, her ribs. Her recently regrown heart fit exactly in the center.

Shikamaru had his sister’s heart.

  The Konoha transplant program is very advanced.

They’ve done kidneys, liver, lungs, pancreas, intestine, and thymus. They’ve done bones, tendons, corneae, skin, nerves and veins. They’ve done hands, arms, legs, and feet.

They don’t transplant hearts. (Sasori had, after all, been able to function as a puppet with only his heart remaining.) Commonly held wisdom is that a heart transplant would be about as useless to the transplant recipient as transplanting a brain.

Common wisdom is wrong.

At least, in the case of the Nara twins.

  Tsunade was cursing her most unpredictable special jounin even as she stabilized both twins.

The boy’s case was especially difficult. But since his chakra system wasn’t being poisoned or overwritten by his new eighth gate -and his new eighth gate wasn’t destabilizing into oblivion- Tsunade counted her blessings.

Both brats even managed to briefly wake up and answer basic questions about missions she had assigned Team Ten or Team Seven, which Tsunade considered a flat-out miracle.

Still. Best to confirm things before sharing the good news with her Jounin Commander.

  Inoichi did not despair when he was briefed on the circumstances surrounding the upcoming mindscan on his teammate’s son, because he was an optimist with some experience in the success rate of desperate Nara.

He was confident that Shikako would have been able to save (at least something of) her brother.

Even so, at best he had expected Shikamaru Nara to be as confused and shaken and fundamentally changed as Ino had been, at her most vulnerable. (At best.)

Inoichi had been prepared to offer Shikaku platitudes of his son finding a new normal, support for Shikako as she adjusted to her changed sibling.

He was not prepared to find an only slightly shaken (and only from the memories of his injury), only slightly confused (and only from slipping in and out of consciousness), and otherwise completely unchanged Shikamaru Nara.

He was not prepared to find no trace of Shikako Nara in her brother’s mind.

(He’d have to look more closely next time.)

  “Shadow Split,” Shikaku cursed, when he was briefed. A heart was not a soulless thing, to be traded away like any other organ.

Once you’ve accepted the necessity of trading away (a piece of) your soul, what choices are left? Giving away as little as possible. Or as little-missed as possible. And protecting that which was precious enough to trade (a piece of) your soul for.

But what piece, exactly, had his daughter given away?

  “Is this even a mind-scan?” Shikamaru asked, on the fifth session. He slouched in his (probably imaginary) body, picking at the (probably imaginary) grass, looking at the (not imaginary but definitely not physically present) figure of his honorary uncle.

Inoichi gave him a reassuring smile. “Not a traditional one. But some of the …lighter variants of mental contact can be more useful for certain check-ups.”

Shikamaru didn’t have a problem with Inochi-oiji’s visits. He practiced with Ino often enough that he wasn’t uncomfortable with mental techniques. And he knew Inochi was trying to help- even if he was being frustratingly close-lipped about how he was helping. But this was the fifth session in almost four weeks, and it was getting annoying.

“Have you found what you’re looking for yet?” Shikamaru grumped.

“I think I have a lead, now,” Inoichi said calmly, with another annoyingly reassuring smile. “Would you mind showing me to the village? I’d like to check the Hokage Tower first.”

Shikamaru showed him to the (probably imaginary) village, which was creepily empty of both people and animals. Then he gestured at the (probably imaginary) Hokage Tower. “Is that where we’re heading?”

But Inoichi wasn’t looking at the Hokage Tower. He was looking at the swing by the Academy.

It was empty, of course.

It was also moving.

“That’s… odd.” Shikamaru managed.

Inoichi glanced at him. “It’s a lead. And it’s something we have to look into, because I suspect this is something you need to know. But it’s also nothing to be afraid of, Shikamaru.”

Shikamaru nodded.

  Shikamaru followed Inoichi past the empty swing, into the empty hallways of the Tower, into the classroom. The same classroom Iruka-sensei had taught them all, for years.

Inoichi sighed when he entered it.

“Why are we here?” Shikamaru asked.

“The human mind is a place that demands honesty,” Inoichi said, but he didn’t seem to be speaking to Shikamaru. “I was always going to find this place eventually.”

Inoichi was looking at the far wall as he spoke, and he walked straight toward the back. Where Shikamaru had used to sit, beside Shikako and Chouji.

“Come up, please,” Inoichi asked, looking at something just past one of the last desks. His tone was gentle. But also tired, exasperated. Not expecting his order to be followed.

Inoichi tried again. “Nara techniques require self-knowledge. If you keep hiding, Shikamaru is never going to be able to safely use any kind of Shadow technique again.”

A little crumped up ball of paper hit Inoichi’s face. Another almost got caught in his blonde hair before falling to the floor.

Shikamaru slowly made his own way to the back of the room.

Inoichi sighed at the thing Shikamaru still couldn’t yet see. He reached down underneath the desk and pulled up a seven-year-old Shikako. She was glaring with her most sullen expression.

But this was Shikamaru’s mind. Why would- what was-

Shikamaru sat down and tried to breathe.

It was imaginary air, it wasn’t real- nothing here was real except him and Inoichi and his too-small-sister- but the breaths helped calm him. Steady him.

  Shikamaru came out of his panic attack to find that he was still sitting on top of one of the desks, looking at his sister’s soul. Or a piece of it, anyway.

“Shikamaru needed a new heart. And a new eighth chakra gate. But you knew a human heart without a soul attached wouldn’t have a working eighth gate. So you found another solution.” There was no judgement in Inoichi’s voice. Neither condemnation or approval. He seemed to be examining Shikako’s face carefully.

Inoichi’s voice gentled. “Do you understand what happened? Where you are?”

Shikako rolled her eyes. “Yes. Obviously. I was trying not to interfere.” She crossed her arms defiantly. Her mulish expression flickered into uncertainty as she glanced at Shikamaru. Just for an instant.

“Why are you seven?” Shikamaru asked.

Shikako stilled. When she answered, she seemed to be choosing her words carefully. “I’m seven because… because this is the age I was when I made an important decision. I made another important decision when you needed a new heart. The decisions …in some ways were similar.”

“And did you make the right choice?” Inoichi asked.

“Yes,” Shikako hissed. But she glanced uncertainly at Shikamaru again.

“My body can regenerate,” she rallied. “And I’m not a part of Shikako that- well. Shikako doesn’t like to remember being me, so it’s not like being here is going to make a big difference personality-wise. Giving you my heart was definitely the right decision.”

Something sad flickered across her face. “And I can’t say I regret making the other one. It’s not like the result was unexpected.” There was something flat about her voice, like she was suppressing some strong emotion.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. “I don’t know why you came,” she told Inoichi, and there was real pain underneath the hostility in her voice. “I just want Shikamaru to be okay. I want him to be himself.”

“Do you think I can just leave you here?” Shikamaru rasped. “Do you think I can let you be alone?” He reached out a hand-

Inoichi caught it with a warning glance. Shikamaru resisted the urge to dodge, to continue forward until Shikako was tucked up against his chest.

She was small and she was hurting and she was- she would never have an existence besides the space inside of his mind. The rest of his sister might, but not this part.  

“I can teach you two how to interact safely, though that might take a little time,” Inoichi said to both of them. Then he turned to Shikako. “I understand that you don’t want to hurt him accidentally. It’s good that you’re careful. But this isn’t an answer, either.”

Shikako swallowed. “Okay.”

“I hope it’s all right with both of you if we start tomorrow,” Inoichi said. It wasn’t really a question.

Still. “Why tomorrow?” Shikamaru managed to get out. It was difficult to keep his tone from edging towards tense impatience.

“Believe it or not, this meeting has been a pretty big strain on both of you. I’ve eased things, somewhat. But two sets of spiritual energies interacting within the same body is something best carefully monitored until the two of you reach a balance. Giving Shikamaru all sensory input from and the control over the body is still a type of balance, Shikako,” Inoichi added, in response to Shikako’s scowl.

He stood up.

He hesitated a moment. “If you can- is there anything you can tell me about the Shikako outside that might be different now?”

For a moment, Shikako looked terrible insecure. And then the moment was gone as if it had never been. “She still loves Shikamaru. A lot. She wouldn’t like, let a bunch of Konoha babies die if just sitting there doing nothing meant Shikamaru was going to be safer. But- Shikamaru wouldn’t want that anyway. And the Shikako outside would still do- almost anything for him. Just not absolutely everything.” She looked away from Inoichi. Towards Shikamaru. “You know we both- we both-“ Her eyes were wet and so, so wide.

“I know,” Shikamaru said softly. He wished this was a real place. He wished- he wished he could hold her. That he didn’t have to wait until Inoichi ‘taught them how to interact safely.’ His sister had torn out her heart and ripped apart her soul to keep him alive, and she was trying to tell him both parts loved him. As if he didn’t know. “I’ve always known”

 “How are you feeling?” Dad asked, as Shikamaru blinked into awareness.

Like my heart is breaking, Shikamaru didn’t answer.

  As much as the discovery had been painful, Shikamaru was now well on the path to recovery. But the success didn’t ease Inoichi’s mind much at all, and he was quiet as he walked home.

Inside-Shikako had so easily Split from the rest of herself because she had remained unacknowledged and hidden even within Shikako, likely for quite some time. What had she said? That the rest of Shikako didn’t like to remember being her.

And she’d distinguished the other Shikako from herself by implying that Shikako would do less for Shikamaru. That Shikako would not let Konoha babies die, even if doing nothing made Shikamaru safer. Implying that inside-Shikako might.

…That was not the kind of self-knowledge that came in advance of action.

Worst of all, inside-Shikako looked …seven, at most. And she acted like a seven-year-old Shikako, albeit a terrified and angry version. Almost as if that piece of Shikako Nara had had never been accepted or understood or integrated into the whole.

Inside-Shikako was clearly an aspect of personality that had crystalized in some single, terrible moment. And aspect Shikako hated and feared- but needed. Because the moment might happen again. Because that moment had so marked her that it had frozen a piece of her forever, and plunged the rest into desperate denial.

No, Inoichi would not be sleeping well tonight.

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Richie Todd Wayne Goes To Paris

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by jacksgreysays (jacksgreyson)

Mr. Drake looks at him and sighs, before tossing over his phone. Richie’s going to be Robin one day, so it’s no problem to catch it.

“Call your family. Let them know where you are, and that you’re safe… And ask for permission. If they actually want me to train you, then I will,” the man says, all resigned exhalations, while Richie types in the number for the Manor. He would feel bad about being so clearly considered a nuisance, except he’s stuck on something and has to ask.

“Don’t you mean our family?”

Mr. Drake just smiles and shakes his head.

Words: 1094, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU, Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Original Male Character(s), Tim Drake

Relationships: Tim Drake & Original Male Character(s)

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Counterpoise, The Miscellaneous Archive

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by jacksgreyson

(The collection of loosely related snippets and ficlets set in the Counterpoise 'verse. Originally posted on tumblr.)

Words: 1506, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Naruto, Leverage

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Original Female Character(s)

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Fanfiction, The Miscellaneous Archive

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by jacksgreysays (jacksgreyson)

(Unrelated, untitled ficlets originally posted on tumblr.)

Words: 20011, Chapters: 29/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Big Hero 6 (2014), Fairly OddParents, ParaNorman (2012), Gravity Falls, Coraline (2009), Psychonauts, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Teen Wolf (TV), The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius, DCU, Elementary (TV), Yu-Gi-Oh!, Swan Princess (1994), Kingsman (Movies), The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, Kingdom Hearts, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

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Fanfiction, The Miscellaneous Archive

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by jacksgreysays (jacksgreyson)

(Unrelated, untitled ficlets originally posted on tumblr.)

Words: 3658, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Big Hero 6 (2014), Fairly OddParents, ParaNorman (2012), Gravity Falls, Coraline (2009), Psychonauts, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

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