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tim has shared his location
can someone come get me
no rush thoTim isn't expecting a response immediately. He's not stupid. The joke that is Family Dinner night had just ended very, very poorly.
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black feather wings unfurled by teeteedee
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types
31 Jan 2026
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The Justice League is… familiar with Red Robin.
However, Captain Marvel seems too familiar with Red Robin.
Or in which everybody hates pedophiles, but no one is a pedophile. It’s Tim and his big little brother, not Tim and some random adult hero.
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but whose heart would not take flight (for sunlight, sunlight, sunlight) by teeteedee
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
31 Jan 2026
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“Mr. Wayne,” Clark greets, taking the man’s hand in his, “It’s a pleasure to officially meet you.”
“Ah,” Bruce says, and even though his lips curl into a smooth grin, Clark can feel his pulse stutter from where his fingertips rest firm on his radial pulse.
“Forgive me,” Clark practically purrs, surprising even himself, “How could I forget my manners? Clark Kent, from the Daily Planet.”
There's a choking sound next to him, and a quick glance shows a red-faced, bug-eyed Jimmy, and a shrewd Lois looking at him as if he'd sprouted horns.
“Mr. Kent,” Bruce says, voice dropping an octave, eyes darkening, “Trust me, the pleasures all mine.”
They both smile with entirely too many teeth.
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bless the telephone (the bat-grade comms) by teeteedee
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
07 Jan 2026
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If Tim were here, Kon allows himself, he would never let me live it down.
“This is Superboy, I'm done for the day.” He clears his throat and fights back tears, “For a little bit, probably.”
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So, You Died and Came Back to Life: What to Expect by teeteedee
Fandoms: Young Justice (Cartoon), Justice League - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types
31 Dec 2025
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“I’ll give a word of advice,” Jason says after a moment of silence, “The longer you act like nothing's changed, the worse he’s gonna get. The worse he gets, the less he’ll trust anyone, let alone you.” Dick doesn’t respond. “One last thing,” he says, packing up his stuff, “The longer you stay away, the more he’ll know he doesn’t fit in anymore.” Jason sighs, “I don’t usually do this-this emotional shit, but it fucking sucks, Dick. It sucks, coming back and finding the world has left you behind. And I know it sucked for you - losing him - but going on like this?” Jason’s half out the door now. “You’ll lose him all over again.”
Dick’s left in the silence.
Wally, his heart chants, Wally, Wally, Wally.
“Free of charge, Dickface!” He can hear Jason’s echo from down the hall, “Don’t count on this shit again!”
Wally, his brain whispers, go see Wally.
He calls Roy.
*update on 1/30-31/26 is due to tagging discrepancies*
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- Part 1 of give 'em grace
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give 'em grace by teeteedee
Fandom Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types, Young Justice (Cartoon)
31 Dec 2025
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a series of dc/yj cartoon fics revolving around bringing wally back from the 'dead' because i could handle it. (overarching theme is jeff buckley's grace album).
part 1: So, You Died and Came Back to Life: What to Expect --> ongoing (lover, you should've come over)
part 2: jayroy fic (most likely a one shot) --> not started (forget her)
part 3: timkon fic (most likely a one shot) --> not started x2 (grace or so real)
part 4: who knows...
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Atsumu hears his mom call from the living room and runs a hand over his face, trying to school his expression. When he joins her on the couch he declines the proffered ice cream, mumbling something about his workout and diet, and turns to face this week's episode. Seeing the dopey second lead run himself ragged, desperate to win the heroine’s affections, makes Atsumu want to scream until his head bursts.
He doesn’t. He sits and stays and hums in response to his mom’s commentary, and that night he slips out of bed, out the front door and down the street, and he runs and runs and runs and the tears on his cheeks feel so cold that he could swear they’re frozen on.