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203: Redoing my Life, Other Perspectives III

Grant Gustin sat on the couch, slouched deep into the cushions, staring blankly at the muted television. Another audition, another pilot, another polite rejection call. He wasn’t even surprised anymore, just tired.

He ran a hand through his hair, wondering if this was it… if the industry had quietly, unceremoniously decided he was done. He’d had his moment, right? Sebastian on G...

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202: Redoing my Life, Australia pt.3

“Well, it’s done,” Paul’s voice came through the phone with a mix of relief and fatigue.

“Good,” I replied, then added, “and forty million over budget.”

Paul gave a short, dry laugh. “Eight months in the cold, remember? And also our director didn’t help much.”

The production had been grueling. Nature was its own antagonist, and Alejandro Iñárritu br...

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201: Redoing my Life, Australia pt.2

More coming in the next few hours as i edit... Decided to change 203 to a Grant Gustin POV

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“Thank you,” said the man as he lowered his phone after taking a selfie with me. I offered him a polite smile and a nod, my hands juggling two takeaway drinks I’d picked up for Margot and myself.

“You’re welcome,” I replied, already taking a step to...

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200: Redoing my Life, Australia pt.1

Two hundred chapters ... quite a milestone. Almost 420,000 words as well. Here’s to 200 more!

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Flinders Ranges, South Australia
Jackson's Station

There was blood…much more than either of them had expected.

Daniel paced near the doorway to the kitchen, moving back and forth in tight strides, his bare feet sla...

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122: The Son of Ice and Fire, I Don’t Have Time for This

“I saw the two priestesses in your company,” Aerion said, his voice calm and unhurried as he sank into one of the ornate chairs in the chamber. The silk cushions barely creased beneath his weight.

He gestured politely. “Would you care to sit, King Maekar, so we might speak plainly?”

Maekar remained standing, arms crossed, eyes like iron. “I’ll stand. Say what you’ve co...

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25: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.1

It took a while to research and plan the chapters.

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The fire crackled in the darkness, its glow throwing long shadows across the trees surrounding their makeshift camp. Erik sat in silence, knuckles white around the haft of his axe, listening to the rustle of wind through leaves and the distant hoot of some night‑bird. The low murmur of his fellow Ironbor...

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4: Marvel's Green Lantern, The All Knowing

Max and Odin skimmed low over Vanaheim’s vast, verdant forests aboard the emerald Viking‑ship construct that Max had summoned. The vessel glided just above the treetops, its sails billowing in the soft wind and casting green light onto the branches below.

Near the prow, Odin stood with folded arms, the breeze tugging at his cloak and beard. His expression was unusually serious. He gla...

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3: Marvel's Green Lantern, Vanaheim

“It was during the great frost‑giant incursion,” Odin bellowed, pounding his fist into his palm as he stood proudly at the front of the glowing emerald longship.

Max grinned and leaned against the curved rail, listening while stars and nebulae streaked past. They were sailing through space, a blur of vibrant color all around them, yet Odin’s booming voice made everything feel more...

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121: The Son of Ice and Fire, That is not a Town

“Well, we’re here,” Maekar said, arms crossed as he stood atop the dry, wind‑swept ridge. In the distance—spread out like a golden sprawl stitched with stone—stood Trader Town.

Beside him stood Lyonel, in his white Kingsguard armor, ever watchful. Melisandre’s crimson robes fluttered slightly in the breeze. Mei stood to the left, her eyes locked on the horizon. Leaf, half‑...

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Bonus Chapter: Redoing my Life, The Conspiracy

I did this for fun

Daniel and Margot sat curled up on the couch, a shared blanket draped across their legs, watching a particularly deranged video Margot’s mom had forwarded with the subject line “Very funny.”

The video was a conspiracy clip “explaining” Daniel...

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199: Redoing my Life, Just a Suggestion

Superman Trailer Smashes Records with 44 Million Views in 24 Hours

The internet exploded yesterday when the official trailer for Superman racked up an astonishing 44 million views across social-media platforms within its first 24 hours online. Of that total, 16 million views came from YouTube alone, placing it among the most-watched movie trailers in history. 

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Bonus Chapter: Redoing my Life, The Adler Hypothesis pt.3

“This is not how I imagined my night going,” Penny muttered, arms folded tight as they approached Wil Wheaton’s house.

“I wouldn’t expect you to do anything productive,” Sheldon quipped, his eyes fixed ahead, not even glancing at her.

Penny glared. “Say that again, and I’ll imagine leaving all of you stranded here.”

Sheldon spun around immediately, his tone s...

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198: Redoing My Life, Superman Trailer

[0:00 – 0:26]

SFX: A low, ambient hum. A faint digital beep-beep-beep grows louder.

VISUAL:
Close-up: a digital alarm clock flashes red digits.

SFX:
Click! — the alarm shuts off.

Music: Background music begins.

VISUALS:
CLARK KENT bolts uprig...

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Prologue: The Star Dragon a Valyrian SI

This fic will explore what Valyria and the world were like before the Doom. Since there is very little lore on the subject, it will be fun to expand the world and make it feel more fantastical, moving away from the low fantasy tone of the books. 

The story will focus mainly on magic and exploration.

This chapter is meant to set up the f...

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2: Marvel's Green Lantern, Prince of Asgard

“Green Lantern, eh? Never heard of you,” Odin said, eyeing Max from head to toe, a curious glint in his eye.

Max suddenly found himself scrambling for words, panic flickering across his face. Without thinking, he blurted out, “You haven’t really? I’m the Green Lantern—protector of the universe, born of the Emotional Spectrum!”

Odin cocked an eyebrow. “The emotional w...

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197: Redoing my Life, Making Things Right

Adler v. Heard: What Really Happened?
By The Hollywood Tribune
July 2014

In what has quickly become one of the year’s most bizarre—and most talked-about—celebrity dramas, the legal clash between actress Amber Heard and author-screenwriter-producer Daniel Adler has ended in an unexpected, surprisingly amicable resolution.

The saga began when Hear...

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196: Redoing my Life, Easy Solutions

“Wow, you’re an asshole,” I heard John say.

“What the fuck, man?” Matt added, shaking his head.

I sat on the edge of the couch in Matt’s apartment, head down, hands clasped.

“Yes, yes, I know—I know,” I muttered. “I don’t even know why I said that.”

I had come here straight after the fight with Margot, maybe just to get away—maybe because some p...

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195: Redoing my Life, The Fight

“Alejandro, listen to me—” I said through gritted teeth, holding the phone tighter than necessary.

“Daniel, you have to understand—”

“No, I think it’s you who has to understand,” I cut him off. My patience was wearing thin, and he could hear it in my voice.

“I’ve been nothing but conciliatory,” I said as I paced the room, trying to stay level. “I allo...

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1: Marvel's Green Lantern, In Brightest Day, In Blackest Night

This is my first attempt at a Marvel fanfic. I’m kind of testing things out with this story it’s basically, as the title suggests, a Green Lantern (SI) in the Marvel.

If you’re wondering about the year on Earth, it’s 3500 BC.

The world will be a mix of the MCU and comics, blending elements from both.

Read this ...

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120: The Son of Ice and Fire, Azure Orange Yellow

Willas breathed a quiet sigh of relief as the heavy stone gates of the Hightower came into view. The looming structure—white and immense—rose from the heart of Oldtown like a spear, cutting into the overcast sky. The golden beacon atop it, now lit with a pale flame, shimmered faintly in the distance.

He had finally shaken free of the Chantor and his entourage. The journey with them ha...

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194: Redoing My Life, Other Perspectives II

Jensen Ackles sat alone in his trailer.

It was quiet except for the low, steady hum of the small television in the corner—static‑filled and half‑muted.

Today was his last day on Supernatural.

Almost ten years. Hundreds of episodes. A career, a family, a legacy—built one scene at a time. And now? It was over.

He was still in costume: Dean Winchester’s signature ...

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24: Dragonborn Conqueror, The Last of the Dragonlords

Steel clanged in the courtyard, the sound ringing through the air beneath Dragonstone’s crimson skies.

Visenya Targaryen moved like a predator, her long silver braid whipping behind her as she circled the training yard. In her hands, Dark Sister shimmered—the dark blade of Valyrian steel, slender and sharp, nearly weightless in her grip.

Across from her stood Orys Baratheon, tal...

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119: The Son of Ice and Fire, Further East

Maekar flew high above the dry lands that ringed the city of Shamyriana, the hot wind hissing in his ears as Neferion’s powerful wings cut through the sky. His sharp eyes scanned the cracked and dusty riverbeds below—the dead veins of a land that once brimmed with life. Then he saw them: dark figures on the move.

Horsemen… or would they be called zorsemen?

About fifty riders, ...

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ASOIAF: Alyxander the Great X

“I expected to do this when you were old and decrepit,” Alyxander said with a crooked smile as he helped his sister walk along the rocky shores of Dragonstone.

Rhaenys chuckled weakly. “Fuck you,” she said, leaning against him with more weight than she wanted to admit.

Their feet pressed into the wet sand as the sea rolled in, gray and restless. The waves frothed at the shor...

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193: Redoing my Life, He’s the JOKER?!?

Small Chapter...Next will be Jenson POV

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A post in a circlejerk subreddit
r/AdlerDidItBetter

Title: Does he think we’re stupid??

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Mark Grayson:

  • Really powerful dad

  • ‘Normal’ mom

  • Inherited powers from his dad’s side ...

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192: Redoing my Life, The Agent of Chaos

This chapter takes place before Wonder Woman came out so before chapter 188

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There was still one major piece missing from the puzzle that was The Dark Knight. One vital part that, without it, just wouldn’t come together.

The Joker.

He was the character that made the movie iconic in my old world. It wasn’t just any villain—it was the villai...

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Bonus: Redoing my Life, The Adler Hypothesis pt.2

“You come across a huge monster—three massive legs, flailing tentacles,” Wil Wheaton said dramatically, placing the miniature at the center of the table. “What do you do?”

The players leaned in, surrounding the well-detailed game board: William Shatner, Joe Manganiello, Deborah Ann Woll, Daniel Adler, Kevin Smith, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar… and Leonard Hofstadter, blinking behind hi...

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191: Redoing My Life, Other Perspectives I

More chapters coming soon....

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Julian was surprised when Daniel Adler invited him to a private screening of The Incredibles.

The film—written by Adler himself, as were all of Stardust Animation’s releases over the past seven years—had been generating buzz ever since the trailer dropped, and Julian had been eager to see it.

He was s...

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23: Dragonborn Conqueror, The Storm Princess

Thunder.

More thunder.

The wind howled, carrying with it the scent of salt and seaweed from Shipbreaker Bay. Rain lashed the distant sea beyond the towering walls of Storm’s End, sheets of water smearing the gray horizon until sky and sea became one.

Yet another storm raged—not only in the heavens, but also in a quiet chamber of the keep, within the pages of a well-worn bo...

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22: Dragonborn Conqueror , Three Kings and a Queen

The Kingdom of the North

“So it’s true, then?”

“Aye,” answered Wynn Manderly, Hand of the King to Torrhen Stark, King in the North.

The chamber around them—the solar of the King in the North—was cold, sparse, and utilitarian. Stone walls, bare of banners or art, held little warmth despite the low-burning hearth fire crackling in the corner. A lon...

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