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To Fight Aliens, We Domesticated Other Aliens by Anonymous
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Pacific Rim (Movies)
04 Jul 2025
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“Nice shot, man!” Jazz yells, Bebop’s speakers carrying his voice.
The mech blinks at him and scowls. Which, wow, okay, it has a face. Mouth, eyes, a nose—the works. Well, one of the eyes isn’t lit up, but still. It can blink! Jazz couldn’t even get the clearance to have Bebop’s visor display emojis, and not for the lack of trying. Meanwhile, this guy gets a whole, expressive face and—holy shit, are those teeth?
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Inspired by the wonderful AU keferon's cooked up. Go check them out on tumblr.
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Take Your Finger Off The Trigger by Skalidra
Fandoms: Justice League: Crisis on Two Earths, Forever Evil (Comics), Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics)
12 Jun 2015
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Jason Todd was Talon, the enforcer and right hand of Owlman, right up until he was killed. But then, when he comes back to life and his killer is still running free, with no sign of mourning by the two people who always claimed he was theirs, his agenda changes. He becomes Red Hood, a mercenary bent on taking down any and all operations run by the Owls. Finally, one of his jobs lands him back in Gotham, and he comes face to face with his two former allies.
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See You At Your Worst by wildsofmarch for withthekeyisking
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU, Nightwing (Comics)
07 Aug 2022
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Dick has only been a mob enforcer for six months, but delivering a shipment of guns to an up-and-coming crime lord in Gotham should have been easy. All he needs to do is win the man's trust and secure him as a repeat customer.
Unfortunately, the Red Hood is not impressed with him.
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The kid reaches out slowly, drops the knife in his hand, and peers up through his bangs to look vaguely past Jim.
Deniability goes straight out the window.
"Jason? Jason Todd?"
or: random criminals aren't the only one that might recognize Robin's moves in a catatonic teenager
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“If this is about your armor, Barry’s gear is doing the same thing,” Clark says, frowning, “It doesn’t seem like he’s trying to move it. It just…wants to move toward him, I guess.”
Fascinating. Bruce takes a deep breath so he doesn’t scream. He can feel every single piece of shrapnel, bullet fragment, and medical implant in his body trying to move toward the man, inching one millimeter at a time through his flesh.