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Tim Drake used to love photography. He used to be pretty damn good at it, too.
He doesn't do it so much anymore.
And he isn't sure why that seems to bother Damian so much.
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Packing Nonstandard Equipment by susiecarter
Fandoms: DC Extended Universe, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Justice League (2017)
13 Aug 2018
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Caution: handle with care. The unexpected and unlooked-for (but not, in the end, unwelcome) complexities of banging Clark Kent.
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27 Mar 2026
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Jon blinked. “Assist you. In a sex emergency.”
Damian’s sigh was very put upon. “Yes, Jon. In a sex emergency.”
“Right. Okay,” Jon said, even though none of this sounded okay, really. “And, uh, I hate that I keep having to ask this, but – and please for the love of god just answer me this time – what the hell is a sex emergency.”
(Or: the obligatory jondami sex pollen fic. Jon tries not to be into it, but he's very into it. Damian does the same thing. Eventually they figure it out.)
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21 Feb 2026
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do you have to know me inside out? by infinitelactose
Fandoms: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe
25 Jul 2025
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“When’s the last time someone else stitched you up?” Bucky asked. He was still speaking in that breathy, low tone, like he was afraid something might shatter if he raised his voice.
“I don’t know,” admitted Sam. “Years, probably.”
His answer seemed to physically wound Bucky. For a moment, Sam was worried he might cry. Instead, he just lifted his left hand; touched a single finger to the side of the wound. Sam shivered from the cold touch of the metal.
“Is there anything else I can do?” Bucky said, watching the way Sam’s ribcage rose and fell with each breath. The question, for some reason, made Sam want to slam his head against a wall. He’d heard it often, but in all the wrong places. Never when he needed it. And never like this.
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Sam and Bucky have this thing between them, and it keeps getting stronger, and something is bound to break. If only either of them could bring themselves to acknowledge it.
OR - yearning, the fic.Series
- Part 2 of sim writes sambucky :))
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24 Jan 2026