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Sundays Down the Aisle by restwellsoon
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
28 Jun 2021
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You always see him at the grocery store, every Sunday at 6 AM. One day your early morning in the aisles gets interrupted.
/ You saw the man in question standing as he usually did in that ironic space between beef and cake where the deli transitioned to the bakery.
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12 Oct 2026
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Night Changes AU by proseandpulse
Fandom Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
14 Jun 2026
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Breakfast and Broken Things by iwritefanfictionsnottragedies89
Fandoms: Thunderbolts (Movie 2025), Marvel Cinematic Universe
15 Sep 2025
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She gave Bob a place to stay, food to eat, a friend to come home to, and her heart. After 2 years, in return, he gave her a traumatic experience and betrayal, before disappearing entirely. Now, 12 years later, she's been hired as a field medic for the New Avengers. To her surprise, standing in front of her is Bob. The man that effectively ruined her life. Against all odds, he's alive and he's clean.
This work can also be found on https://www.tumblr.com/iwritefanfictionsnottragedies
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05 Apr 2026
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Tales From The Back Pages by Traincat
Fandoms: Fantastic Four (Comicverse), Spider-Man (Comicverse)
19 Nov 2016
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Peter Parker was born with his words. Johnny Storm's been sure his will be said sarcastically since he was a child. Everything else more or less happens according to plan.
A first words soulmate AU.
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20 Mar 2026
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Merlin hadn’t seen his husband in over a decade. Truthfully, he hadn’t expected him to ever return, not after ten years of bloody warfare far away.
Except there he was, crimson cape like a beacon, arriving on the bright, golden day before the feast of flowers. Just in time to greet his subjects, to kiss his husband of ten years or of three and a half weeks, depending on how one counted, and then open the wine casks and descend into revelry.
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10 Mar 2026