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They’ve been rebuilding the Tower of Babel, but this time they have a team of linguists on site. Every time God smites the builders and invents a dozen new languages, the linguists have a dozen decently sized translations in about a month and work can start up again.

The linguists have been really into it. They say the new phonemes are fascinating. As for God, I assume that at this point he’s just curious to see how far this goes.

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it’s been ten years

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Tied Up- Part 1

Jason Todd/Danny Fenton

GIW Drama

(1,646 words)

Jason was out on patrol.

It was nice, instinctual, relaxing almost.

It was a good night too, the sky was about as clear as it got in Gotham and there was a nice breeze that ensured he wasn’t overheating, though he had ended up stripping his jacket off pretty quick after starting.

He had, so far, only run into small incidents, and had mostly been checking in with his people while Soul handled the majority of those.

Everything had been ok with his team and his working girls, and for now the night had been—dare he say—quiet.

He paged Soulbird for their usual check in and waited for the comms to open.

“Hey Hood, all good here. Been—that which will not be named—all evening, couple of muggings and trades here and there but I got it handled, how’s it look on your end?”

“The same, checked in with the usuals, everythin’s all clear, ‘sides from a couple more reported sightin’s of the douches in white but sounds like they’ve been lying low since our last run.”

“Alright, I’m gonna keep moving then, see you in a bit.”

“Ok, be careful, I don’t trust it yet, our luck combined is too shitty for a night this good…”

“Haha, that’s for sure, I’ll be fine, you watch out too, b-t-dubs the bats seem antsy tonight and I caught a couple too close to the edge already, they might know something we don’t?”

“Ugh ok, I’ll check in with O real quick, see if she knows anything, thanks for the heads up, I think I’d know by now if somethin’ was goin’ down but-”

“Never hurts! Ope, just heard something a few streets over, love you babe I’ll see you later, kisses”

“Love you,”

Jason sighed as his comm clicked back off, letting himself smile for a moment before paging Babs, man it was a good night, she opened comms almost immediately, and Jason took back everything he said about a good night because he could hear her smirk through the earpiece.

“So, ‘babe’, what did you need?”

“Fuck. I told him not to say stuff like that over comms and you’re the reason for that rule.” 

“Glad to know I inspire such caution, anyways you wanted to know what the creepers are up to right?”

“Yeah, Soul said they were antsy, and close.”

“Hmm, we’ll they’re not wrong, they are close, I think I’ll let them tell you why they’re antsy themselves though.”

“O wha-”

The comm clicked off at the same moment that Jason was getting tackled to the roof by Nightwing, quickly followed by Red Robin, dogpile style.

They worked to flip him on his back and pin him, and though he could probably fight them off, he was trying to better about hurting his family and he had a feeling he would not be able to control his strength very well in his current position.

He squirmed for all it was worth though.

Once he stopped moving they both sighed in relief and Batman, in the flesh, appeared to hover over him.

“What the fuck?”

“Sorry Jason, this is an intervention” Dick solemnly informed him. Hell he even looked remorseful, no matter how played up it was for the joke.

“A fucking what? For what? What did I do this time??”

Batman grunted once, looked at Dick, and suddenly Jason was being hauled to his feet and marched towards where the car must be parked.

He dug his heels into the roof and attempted to shake their grip but then Batman was behind him pushing him forwards as the other two pulled.

“Don’t- don’t I get a phone call??”

“Tt, you’re not going to prison Todd” and the demon has appeared, great.

“That’s what it fucking feels like!”

Apparently now that the baby was here he couldn’t say that word, as at least three different voices chided: “Language,” including Alfred over comms.

“Alf- agent A? I thought I could trust you??”

“Ouch, betrayal”

“Shut it baby bird, can I at least drive on my own? I don't wanna leave my bike, but I pinky-promise I’ll come back to the cave with you.”

They promptly stopped walking, Dick and Tim both swiveling around with pinkies raised.

Jason sighed, raising his own and locking both into theirs at the same time. The two grinned at him with a vigor  he could  only imagine having  lately as they dropped their iron grips and ran off. Bruce stayed only long enough to nudge him from behind before following the others to their stashed vehicles, occasionally one of them would look back to double check he was actually moving, Damian stayed behind him the entire way.

He had pinky promised, and he was curious anyways, Danny could handle himself, though he should probably give him a heads up, maybe tell him to finish up for the night since he'd be lacking backup…

He paused astride his bike to page Danny while she warmed up a bit, and was quickly met with a katana poking into his back.

“Keep moving Todd, we are already running behind, and you promised.”

“I know I know, I’m going baby bat, I gotta make sure my guys know I’ll be out for a bit.”

“Tt, you can do that at the cave.”

Jason doubted he could but the blade pushed further against his kevlar the longer they waited there and he made the wise decision to start moving, slipping his patrol pager away and shifting to put up the kickstand. While he knew Damian wouldn’t actually stab him (probably) he was still better safe than sorry.

They made it to the cave soon after and he was beginning to regret being curious. The meeting table was all set up and everyone was there, including Duke (he needs to go to bed!!) and Alfred.

As he entered the cave every pair of eyes in the room turned to him and he wouldn’t be surprised if the actual bats on the ceiling were staring too.

He chuckled awkwardly as he made his way to the table, noting the only saving grace: Alfred had made cookies. 

He snagged the plate as he moved to sit next to Duke and, coincidentally, across from Cass. Screw it, this was his intervention, they were his cookies and his favorite siblings.

He sat down and let Duke and Cass steal a cookie, “Duke, dude, the hell are you doin’ up right now narrows?”

Duke shrugged, chewing his cookie in thought, “I was curious, they said they were staging an intervention and I wanted the context, plus I don’t have anything going on tomorrow that I need to be particularly awake for.”

Jason pulled his helmet off so his disappointed-concern face would have the full effect, Duke, for his part, looked effectively cowed but did not even glance at the elevator.

Jason sighed, running a hand through his hair as he turned back to face the room, “can we get this thing started then? I have shi-stuff to finish up tonight”

“I don’t know ‘babe’, do you even know what we’re starting?”

Thiiss…was gonna be a long night. He saw Dick mouth ‘babe?’ Across the table as he sat down, grabbing for the cookies that Jason shoved further away, his intervention, his cookies.

“No, I don’t know what it is but I figure the sooner we start the sooner we finish and I can go back to my job”

Babs snickered, he hated when she had fresh blackmail, ignoring it was the best method for now, though he would likely regret that.

“Ah yes, your ‘job’, we should probably let you get back to that, in that case, Bruce, why don’t you start us off”

He gracefully resisted the urge to groan at her teasing and decided to focus on the confusion it was causing the rest of his family.

“Hm. Jason, we– I, have noticed you growing distant lately, I’ve been worried that you’re pulling away again and Dick agreed. So we wanted to talk, check in.”

Jaosn snorted softly, “so you kidnapped me?”

“Ha, yeah”

He shot a look at Tim and immediately backed off when Alfred shot him a worse one, he silently slid the cookie plate to the baby bird as Dick took up the lead on conversation.

“So, now that you’re here, what’s up? It feels like it’s been awhile since you’ve properly checked in”

That just wasn’t true, it’s been awhile since they’ve checked in with him, he’s checked in as much as he's been around, which has been admittedly very little lately but that doesn’t make the lack of communication completely his fault.

“Honestly? A lot, been busy mostly, hence the lack of communication, was off-world for about a month working on some stuff, and then I was out of the country and state even longer trying to deal with a whole other situation, but I’ve been good, just busy.”

This was his favorite game, emotional manipulation with the bat family, they guilt trip him, he gaslights them, it’s a cycle, a nice stable pattern.

Currently he was playing: let me open up about one thing so I don’t have to about anything else, they were playing: where have you been, young man? You don’t call, you don’t write…

“Oh ok, how was your mission? Er, missions?”

“Fine. Tiring. Glad to be home. It was just a lot of work, and we were gone for so long, it was starting to drain me. I've got a decent break now though, hopefully at least.”

Before Dick could ask anymore questions Bruce spoke up, “I knew about the off world mission, but what else did you have after? You were meant to return immediately once it was over. And the rest of your team did.”

Ah, great, a hard question, ancients this was gonna be a long night.

Part 2

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Masterpost of Masterposts

one spot for all my fics and WIPs :) I'm slowly going to be compiling this into a nice neat little master post for everything, bear with me, I have never made one before

My Ao3 Fics, with links :D

Walking Side By Side (WSBS)- Jason Todd/Danny Fenton https://archiveofourown.org/works/52873132/chapters/133739308

Everywhere, Everything- Bruce Wayne/Danny Fenton https://archiveofourown.org/works/55373977/chapters/140492788

I Do Not Have Wings, Love, I Never Will (Wings)- Tim Drake/Danny Fenton https://archiveofourown.org/works/62575213/chapters/160166716

My Tumblr WIPS and works (includes one shots)

(will add links/smaller masterposts as I add them to Tumblr)

Jason's Afterlife- Jason Todd/Danny Fenton

start

Jason met Danny while he was dead and they got together, he forgot when he got revived but ghost shenanigans lead to him remembering

Death Day Summons- No ship, just Danny & the JL

The King of the Infinite Realms can only be summoned on one specific day, the Justice gets unbelievably lucky

A dash of Bruce/Constantine perhaps

Uncle Danny- Danny Fenton & Tim Drake

Danny gets dragged in as Tim's fake uncle, the bats are not buying it, Danny's doing his best

Tied Up- Danny Fenton/Jason Todd

Part 1

Jason gets dragged away from patrol (and Danny) by the bats at a very poor time, they end up ok tho :)

max 2-3 chapters, short and sweet, I was just craving some Jason/Danny fluff

AO3 link

The Nameless-

a WIP I've been rotating in my brain for ages and have briefly started writing, mainly Jason Todd & Danny Fenton, may throw in some Duke Thomas/Danny Fenton (GhostLights) later on

Danny ends up injured, homeless, and mute in Gotham, The Red Hood ends up a little more attached to this particular street kid than most, oops.

will probably end up on Ao3 as well

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Everywhere, Everything

DPxDC

Danny looked up at the door in front of him with dread and nearly considered turning back when an image flashed through his head to remind him why he was here.

He was staring down the barrel of a bulky silver gun at a faceless woman with short red hair. Her finger moved and Danny squeezed his eyes shut to avoid seeing it play out again.

After calming himself down he returned his thoughts to the door, shaky and completely ready to run at the first signs of plotting, he rings the doorbell.

After a few moments he can hear clamoring and footsteps before they stop right in front of the door, several locks click and Vlad finally opened the door to an exhausted, tense, somewhat crying Danny Fenton.

Vlad only let his surprise show for a moment before it turned to honest concern as he ushered him inside, he sat Danny down in a cozy sitting room and disappeared into what could only be the kitchen.

Vlad returned a moment later with two steaming mugs, he set one in front of Danny before standing above him and staring down.

Danny hesitantly looks up at Vlad, screwing his face up to portray his confusion. Vlad gave him that squinty, sort of pouty concern again before signing and kneeling down to look Danny in the eye.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

Danny shook his head, “Not hurt. Just tired” and lost.

Vlad studied him, obviously looking for a lie, before huffing slightly and standing up again upon finding no tells that it wasn’t the truth, he moved and sat carefully next to Danny, gently setting his own mug down beside the boy’s and turning to look at him.

Danny looked back. Vlad sighed, “I’m not going to hurt you, little badger, I promise you’ll be safe here”

He spoke softly and though Danny should know better he couldn’t help but trust it. He felt his exhaustion catching up, and all of his anxiety and … slowing down and suddenly he was just tired. And sad.

He felt his chest heave and tears start slipping down his face as Vlad reached out to him.

Hesitantly the man put a hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer when Danny leaned into it. Danny sobbed against him for a while until he wore himself out and Vlad guided him to a room. He promptly passed out on the bed, tears drying slowly. He slept all night for the first time in who knows how long.

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Danny woke up sore and still tired, he slowly came back to awareness and barely avoided panic as everything registered.

He slowly dragged himself out of the bed and to the bathroom to wash his face. Once he felt more awake and clean he slipped out of the room and down the hall to the stairs.

He found the kitchen and consequently Vlad in the kitchen, he only hoped the man was better at cooking than his— the Fentons as he watched him stir something on the stove.

As Danny inched further into the room Vlad caught onto his presence and slowly turned to face him with a soft smile.

Danny looked up at him owlishly as Vlad used his head to gesture Danny to the seats at the counter before returning to the pan.

Danny slunk to the counter and sat down, fiddling with his sleeves and zoning out on the nice countertops.

Soon Vlad was playing food and setting it down in front of him, slowly sliding it into his field of vision. Danny’s eyes refocused to a plate of warm food, a fried egg, hashbrowns and toast.

He slowly sat up and reached for the utensils placed with it as Vlad took a seat next to him with a similar plate and a mug of coffee.

They ate in silence and Vlad directed him to the game/tv room before he left for work.

It was nice, peaceful. Vlad told him not to worry about ghosts for a bit. It stressed Danny out to no end but he was still happy to take the break.

At some point he had made his way back to his room for a nap. It was warm and quiet and he was so so tired.

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One month later

It had been a month since Danny had run to Vlad and Danny has been 18 for two weeks now which meant his parents couldn’t touch him.

Vlad had taken him (and the cops) to go get what he wanted from the Fenton house, luckily they hadn’t been home. They had been trying to reach him though, claiming they missed their son, they missed him alright, or Danny wouldn’t be nearly as whole as he is.

So now he had his things. And his life. And a guaranteed room in Vlad’s mansion and his castle in Wisconsin.

Vlad had pulled him out of school for his last semester so he could try and catch up online a little bit before graduation. Which meant he didn’t really see Sam and Tuck anymore but they met up when they could and called.

Danny and Vlad had been in Wisconsin for a few weeks now, they were both in need of a break so they left Amity, Red had it covered and Danny had been somewhat succeeding in moderating the ghosts so only smaller animals and less destructive beings slipped through without permission.

Danny took a deep breath as he finished up the last of his school work for the week, now that he has time and could work at his own pace he was excelling.

He was on track to graduate early (though he wouldn’t) and he had started taking some preliminary college courses in his free time as well, which he had a lot of.

Danny was thriving.

Vlad knocked on his door.

“Hey, we’re going to a thing this weekend, we both need to get out of the house— err castle.”

Danny snickered, he did feel cooped up though, “what’s the thing? And where?”

“We’re going whether—“ He began “no I know, just curious.”

“Ah, ok, it’s a business party of sorts, for networking and all such efforts, it will be in Chicago I think, or was it Gotham…?”

“Uhh that’s a pretty big difference in location, and an important distinction, I’m down to hit up the crown city of crime but I’d like to be prepared first thank you.” Danny chuckled

Vlad hummed before he came to his final decision, “I think it must be Chicago, I would have remembered for sure if it was Gotham, I shall check nonetheless but I’m nearly 90% certain it’s Chicago. I’ll be right back,” was the last thing Vlad declared as he turned back out of Danny’s room and left to find a device with whatever email or such he had received about it.

Danny laughed to himself at the man’s antics before he got back, he considered the idea of the event more, a rich people ‘networking’ party. Mannn that sounds like a blast he thought sarcastically.

Was he gonna have to wear a suit??

Before he could think anymore Vlad reappeared with his phone and a tablet open looking through it.

“Ah here we go,” he muttered to himself before looking back at Danny, “it’s Chicago, it’s more of a rich people event than business, and it sounds like some younger people have been invited, so maybe some kids around your age…” he trailed off as he scrolled through more, Danny just gave him a look,

“I’m not technically a kid anymore.”

“Hush…it’s formal attire, we’ll have to get you a suit, I’ll take you to my tailor and pick you something nice…there will be food and refreshments but no full meal, good that means we won’t be forced to sit at a table and eat with a bunch of people…”

He trailed off again as he kept looking through it. He hummed softly as he took in information and Danny grabbed his phone as he felt it buzz

Sammy Wammy ;3

Sam

Hey can you call rn?

Danny

Give me a minute

Vlad and I are discussing stuff

Sam

Ok cool text me when ur good!

Danny

Will Do! <33

He quickly texted Sam back as Vlad started talking again

“I just got a flight set up, the gala is on Saturday evening but our flight is Friday morning, we’ll get there and have some extra time to recover before hand… the hotel is provided with the invite so it’s easy and close, I already put in for our room so all we have to do is check in on Friday when we get there…”

He hummed as he looked over what Danny assumed to be either a checklist or just notes, “you should start packing either tonight or tomorrow, I’ll call my tailor and we can go in tomorrow so start thinking about what you want, I’ll help you with that in a moment, I have some thoughts on color and style to suggest but ultimately Jacie will help tomorrow as well…we’ll get shoes and accessories then as well so for now…”

He looked through the list again, a slight furrow in his eyebrows as he went through what they needed to do in the next two days before the trip

“Hum, I think those are the biggest points, I’m not too concerned about your manners or anything, just be you and the rich people can suck it if they’re miffed,” Danny sputtered, “you know you’re a rich person too right? You fit right in with all those gala folks…”

Vlad turned a look on him, “that doesn’t mean I have to like them, or like myself for that matter, I despise these events becuase of the image I am forced to portray, you, my young, vulnerable Danny, have no image to your name yet, that means you have complete freedom this weekend, I’d prefer you be respectful and not drag my name but if you do something foolish I will not hesitate to verbally disown you in the face of the situation.”

Danny laughed again, it felt good, had he not been laughing before? “Honestly that’s fair, I won’t do anything stupid though, I’d rather not have a bunch of pissed off rich people on my ass.”

Vlad nodded approvingly before double checking the list, “ah do you have your work done for the week yet?”

“Yep, just finished up before you came in”

“Even your prep work for the college classes?”

“Yep!”

Vlad studied him for a moment, before smiling and nodding, “good, keep that up and you’ll get somewhere with it, I want better for you Danny, you deserve to get further than I ever did, and further away from those bast—“

His eyes glowed a bit as he cut himself off with a snarl, Danny gave him a sad look, he appreciated the anger, honestly, it was nice having someone aside from Sam or Tuck getting angry on his behalf, it was even better having Vlad do it and still stay in control so easily, Danny had stopped getting angry after meeting Dan, the fear of what he might become worse than any rage he felt.

Even though he knew deep down it couldn’t happen again already, he was here with Vlad and he had yet to feel bad enough to ask for half of him to be removed (like a coward) besides, Danny’s Vlad would never agree to such a thing, in fact Danny had made him swear he wouldn’t ever let Danny do that, and he had promised, even though he was confused.

Vlad walked around his bed to pat his shoulder and Danny initiated a loose hug, he appreciated that too, Vlad let him initiate everything and he respected his boundaries so well too. It was nice having someone who acknowledged that he didn’t always want to talk or be touched.

Vlad had made a lot of progress towards redemption in the last couple of years, even more so in the last month, Danny was proud of him, and thankful for the dedication to be better for him

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Another snippet! This one I already have a couple more chapters written for and a very clear storyline set out, this will be a full fic! This is like half of the first chapter which is posted in full on my Ao3 (linked above!) the fic is linked below!

It’s a spirit Halloween fic in which Bruce and Danny become infamous business “rivals” when they’re actually making out in bathrooms and closets bts

Secret relationship and fake rivals, strangers to lovers to strangers back to lovers again. They meet before bruce leaves to train and again when he returns and Danny opens up shop…

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Robin woke up slowly, he blinked through the green and opened his eyes to a warmly lit room, as he looked around he realized it was a library, and from the little couch he was asleep on it seemed endless. He got up off the couch and stretched, aiming to explore further, when he was hit with a sharp pain between his eyes, he vision went blurry and dark for a moment before it cleared up and he suddenly remembered where he was.

This was his library, his lair. He had died and now he lived here, he knew he had died so why did it feel so wrong? He began to walk around, eventually finding the door that led to his personal area, the rest of the library was public.

He looked in the mirror he had in the room and usually it was nice to see the Robin suit, clean and undamaged, but now it just felt…off, wrong somehow, like he wasn’t supposed to be wearing it.

He heard a door open and shut somewhere and soft, clicky footsteps that made him feel fuzzy and his head swim with familiarity. He cautiously slipped out of the room, shutting the door behind him and walking back through the shelves until he saw him and froze.

Standing in front of him was a tall young man, he had soft features and kind, tired, eyes that seemed to glow softly. His hair was a celestial white and he was dressed like royalty. Maybe he was royalty. Robin felt another burst of pain as he tried to remember who this was.

When his vision refocused the man was closer, and looking at him like there was something very sad happening, Robin wasn’t sure why he was so sad but he wanted him to stop. There wasn't anything sad here.

“Jason.” The man spoke softly, he had a nice voice, smooth and sad. Why did that name make his head hurt again? Was that his name? Robin figured it was.

The man walked closer to him, and the logical part of Robin’s brain was telling him not to let the unknown man get any closer, however the rest of him was buzzing with warmth and safety. He knew he knew this man, he just couldn’t remember why, he felt familiar in a way that said he wasn’t someone Robin knew in life, but someone he knew in death.

The man stopped in front of him and kneeled down, cupping Robin’s face with his pretty hands, his rings felt cool againt his cheeks and Robin felt safer than he had in probably a long time. It was nice. He liked this man.

But he was looking at him all sad again and he didn’t like that.

“Jason, you’re not supposed to be here”

Robin pulled back slightly, of course he was meant to be here! It was his lair.

“This is my lair, where else am I supposed to be? Who even are you?”

The man smiled softly and moved his hands to robins shoulders, “I know this is your lair, but you’re not supposed to be here right now, you’ve still got a while before you’re supposed to be back here again, you have to go back Jay. They need you.”

Robin didn’t understand, he was dead, he couldn’t ‘go back’

“Please Jace, don’t you see how this is wrong, you’re not Robin anymore, you haven’t been for a while now, this isn't right. They’ve done something to you and I’m sorry I can’t do much more than try to remind you but your family needs help, as much as I miss you, you have to go.”

Rob��� Jason felt himself drifting, to where he didn’t know but it was probably wherever the man was telling him to go, he didn’t want to, it was nice here, and he wanted to see the man again, would he get to see him again?

“I promise I’ll come check on you soon, but right now I need you to let go Jason, you’ll see me soon and your lair will always be here waiting for you. Now please, go. I love you, I’ll see you on the other side ok?”

Jason nodded slightly and the man kissed his forehead as everything faded back to black.

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Jason woke up in pain, his head was pounding and his vision was blurry, he couldn’t hear anything but he knew he was mad, he was always mad though wasn't he? The pain finally subsided and his vision began to clear. Something felt wrong, so very wrong, his head was swimming and his body was on fire, itchy, it felt like he was being held under water.

As he got more awareness back he realized his body was moving without him, as his brain slowly caught up he realized he was likely being mind controlled, or possibly possessed? Whatever it was was an invasion of privacy and Red Hood wanted the feeling gone.

So he pulled from the only constant in his life, the rage. The anger that sat deep in his chest and ate away at him but by bit everyday, he pushed and fought against the force holding him down but it wasn’t enough, he let the green take over to try and push the unknown control out of his mind and body, but he only succeeded when his mid suddenly cleared to the image, the memory of a pretty boy with sad, bright, neon green eyes looking up at him.

He burst through the control and finally felt like he could breathe again, his vision was still green and slowly going dark.

He was prepapred to be consumed, to go on a rampage no less damaging than when someone else was in control.

But nothing came, he just froze, his vision stayed green but his body stopped, he felt himself collapse to ground and began to recognize the pain blooming in his limbs and chest.

Everything felt fuzzy and numb until a hand rested on his shoulder.

He followed the hand up an arm to— B, Batman. His dad.

His vision was slipping and his head still pounded, he tried to tell Bruce that he was going to pass out but nothing was coming out of his mouth intelligibly.

Jason felt himself lose control of his body and lurch forward, Bruce’s arms came around him before he could hit the floor and the last thing Jason knew before he fully blacked out was that he was safe. His dad had him.

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Just a little snippet/wip of something I’ve been working on! This is just the first little half of the first chapter!!

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