'My Favourite Torture Boy(s)'
*Torture Boys (Gender Neutral);
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Tony's vacation goes awry when he stumbles into trouble.
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it rains (it pours) by NocturnalAnomaly
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics)
15 Feb 2023
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“Shut up!" Damian shrieked. If he had been anyone but Damian, Tim would have said he sounded like he was about to cry. "You are self-centred and selfish and you make everything about you! Everything!”
If Tim had been thinking more clearly, it might have registered in his brain that Damian was lashing out.
“Selfish?” His voice had taken on a dangerous edge. The tension in the cave ratcheted up another notch. “I’ve been stuck being perfect. My entire life!”
Damian rolled his eyes scornfully.
Tim couldn’t do this anymore.
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Tim is sleep-deprived, and as a result, Dick gets hurt. Damian is less than pleased. They argue, and Tim is just so, so tired.
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Healing after a truck bombing, breakup, pulmonary embolism, tsunami and lawsuit is a slow process when you're afraid to talk to your team when it feels like the world is crumbling in on you. Finding your way out of the crippling darkness is a lonely process when you're afraid you'll get benched again for something beyond your control. Learning to love again is a terrifying process when you're not sure your best friend will ever truly forgive you.
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Pain had been a constant in the life of Cullen Row. It started young with his father. And grew worse into high school with his bullies tracking his every move. Beatings had been a constant source of pain. And if Cullen was honest, he almost grew numb to them, the pain almost seemed fleeting in a way. But when Tim Drake walks into his school as his new classmate. Cullen fears he may just learn a new and much worse version of pain.
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- Part 1 of The Nerd & The Bird
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It's the smoke that wakes him, seeping into his apartment not ten minutes after he finally knocks off.
He's off the couch in half a second, heart pounding with adrenaline, at the kitchen counter before he even realizes that the familiar smell in his nose is burning insulation.
There isn't any alarm going, no sprinklers on, no neighbors screaming or doors banging open, but Buck knows.
"9-1-1," says a vaguely familiar voice on the other end of the phone once he punches in the numbers. "What's your emergency?"