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Saying Something Stupid by Liv_loves_to_cry
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics)
12 Jul 2024
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Tim was postitve fate hated him. He was already struggling to get his life back in order, the last thing Tim needed was for his newly not so dead best friend to show up looking absolutely ravishing at Bruce's birthday gala.
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Andrew smokes while Neil gives him the best blowjob of his life.
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How Can You Love Me? (when you know where i've been) by Liv_loves_to_cry
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
09 May 2023
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Andrew woke up three days before Aaron’s trial already over the entire ordeal.
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All the sudden that's all Neil wanted, to be alone with Andrew at Edens, to be able to fully relax in a way Neil has never before. To press close to Andrew. To let himself rely on Andrew, let Andrew hold him up, let Andrew take away all the stress and overwhelming feelings that Neil is drowning under. Neil wanted Edens to be for him what it is for the rest of the group. A reprieve, and he wanted only Andrew there with him.
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Neil is stressed and decides that he wants to spend an evening at Edens alone with Andrew and maybe dance too?
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Derek blows some more smoke out. He chooses to look at Stiles’ mouth instead of in his eyes, again. “I need you to bring someone back.”
“Back.”
“From the dead.”
“Absolutely not,” Stiles scoffs, shaking his head. “Not for you, not for all the money in the world.”
Derek looks at him, just looks. He is not going to accept no for an answer, and Stiles knows it, but it doesn’t matter, because Stiles will not do that. He cannot do that, not again. “Why not for me in specific?”
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15 Dec 2024
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“Then why wouldn’t you be Derek’s emissary?” Stiles asked. He just wished Deaton would get to the fucking point. He was tired and he hated playing twenty questions to figure out what the older man was getting at.
“Derek’s emissary needs to be someone who he trusts completely,” Deaton explained, “and it’s time I passed on my wisdom and expertise to that person.”
The beat of silence between them stretched for too long before Stiles realized exactly who Deaton was talking about.
“Me?” He asked incredulously.
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12 Dec 2024
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A few months ago, he might’ve been able to solve this with some force—a little man-handling, a snarl, a glimpse of teeth. But he looks at Stiles’s broken face, knows he’s seen too much horror and blood and evil, the whole Big Bad Wolf routine is just going to fall flat. Because Derek looks at Stiles and he doesn’t carry himself like a teenager anymore. He carries himself like a soldier.
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11 Dec 2024
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He peels the domino off of Tim’s face. The blown blood vessels are back in the whites of Tim’s eyes, and the dark circles are dire again, blue-purple and sunk in deep.
“You wanna tell me how much sleep you didn’t get today?” Jason says.
Tim’s insomnia is out of control. Jason helps.
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08 Dec 2024
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How Do I Love Thee? by SilverSkiesAtMidnight for smallzita
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
28 Nov 2024
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The first letter arrived right to Tim's desk.
He didn’t think much of it at first. It was a plain white thing, a tidy little card tucked unobtrusively in amongst the stack of memos and reports from other departments that his secretary had left on his desk. He spent several minutes getting settled before he even really glanced at it.
Finally, he began scanning his stack, zeroing in on the card only because it looked more interesting than a memo.
The cardstock was good quality. It landed in his palm with a satisfying schlak.
The handwriting on the card was… odd.
Neat, perfectly legible, but shaky - like a child anxiously practicing their letters. It was so nice speaking with you the other day, it read. I hope you’ll make time for me again sometime soon!
It was punctuated with a little crooked smiley face that had been crossed out and redrawn, too carefully to look natural. The eyes were perfect, ballpen circles.
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02 Dec 2024