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“I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.”
“Like what?”
“Like you own me.”
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or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.Series
- Part 1 of Мой сладкий мальчик
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"There are details in this document that absolutely no one should know unless they have inside information on us. There’s hints that they know our patrol schedules and regularly keep tabs on us. I don't know who's behind this, or what they want with Batman, but tracking the writer needs to be a priority."
"And this document is… a fanfiction?"
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(Tim Drake writes Batman fanfiction. He doesn't expect Batman to actually find it.)
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Robin asks Steve to pass on a little of his knowledge. Because if someone's going to teach her how to eat a girl out, it's going to be her best friend.
“Well I don’t know!” Steve throws his hands up. “What do you want me to do, show you for real?!”
Robin considers...
“Wait would you?” she asks.
“Would I what?” Steve looks confused
“Show me for real?"
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- Part 1 of To the Moon and to Saturn
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ship-to-ship combat by pomeloquat
Fandoms: Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types
03 Jan 2024
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"Clark. What the hell is this," Lois asks, staring at Clark's Bruceman WIP folder. Clark's first instinct is to fly away, but that would still leave his fic on display for her to see. His second instinct is to blast a hole straight through his laptop screen with his heat vision, which isn't much better.
Clark, in an attempt to make some spare cash, unintentionally stumbles into the world of superhero fanfiction, becomes a prolific writer for Gotham's OTP, and tries his best to fend off rival fans who want him to convert to superbat instead. -
Where's My Goddamn Dinosaur? by njw
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Red Robin (Comics)
27 Apr 2018
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Tim closes his eyes, calculating. Based on the energy involved for a one week reset, he’s looking at a minimum displacement of about five years for the copy. His eyes sting as he fully grasps that if this works, one Tim will get to reunite with his friends and family, hold them and speak to them again, and work together to unleash all the contingencies and strategies he’s come up with to kick those invading alien assholes the fuck out, and the other Tim, the copy… won’t. He’ll wake up somewhen, isolated and traumatized, without friends, family, or any allies at all.
Well, shit. Whatever, at least Other Tim will know it worked. And he’s never minded the idea of sacrificing himself to save others. He confirms the calibration of the device, and pushes the big red button. Of fucking course there’s a big red button, supervillains are so predictable.
His last thought as the lights explode in his head and he tastes color is I hope computers are a thing whenever Other Tim lands. I’d hate to be put on trial for witchcraft. Fuck it, if I overshoot I’m gonna ride a goddamn dinosaur. Hell. Yes.
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- Part 1 of Where's My Goddamn Dinosaur