14 Works by decayedstars

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    It's when the music quietens down— not completely into silence, but enough that Ives could speak normally through the mic, that they make eye contact. Tim noticed, even through the lenses of Ives’ glasses, the shine in his eyes, how slightly out of breath he was, how his face scoured the entire venue, his smile subconscious and addictive.

    His smile, something so brilliant, amazing and Tim hadn't known he wished to see it so much, faltered for just a moment when their gazes met and Tim felt a stab of uncertainty crawl through him when Ives’ face turned apologetic, reminders of just the first song punching through their arteries.

    “I’m sorry,” he said, and Tim's ears rang with how honest he sounded, Ives’ voice echoing amongst the cheers, but still, his eyes did not leave Tim's. Almost as if giving him a hidden explanation that the rest of the world was not privy to, “Every single song is about you.”

    Everything. Nothing.

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    Her comms buzzing, but she can’t reach up to tap it to ask for assistance. Or she could, and fall painfully to her death before even finishing her sentence and traumatise her teammates for the rest of their probably short-spanned lives— except maybe Superboy. He’s got that forever sixteen thing going on.

    He’s also got an ability called flight, which would be really useful right now. You know, from saving Cissie from certain death.

    “Arrowette?” Robin’s voice breaks through, grabbing her attention away from how her scraped hands were stinging, cuts lined with dirt and small stones, “How’s everything on your end?”

    Oh great, Cissie grits her teeth, I got everyone to safety but now I’m hanging off the side of a building and my arm is also broken but yeah, everything’s fine. Except that I’m going to die.

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    The call from Central Command comes as quickly and abruptly as it always does. It’s Ed’s sheepish voice on the other end of the phone, brashly requesting for Winry to make preparations for the long trip home and repair her automail. Winry, of course, is immediately concerned— lately, Ed has been breaking her automail far more often than, well… ever, to the point that Winry's considering just sticking with Ed for a few weeks wherever he travels, just to get her in the habit of maintenance.

    So she’s awfully pleased when Ed enters her house to see her arm fully intact, and extremely displeased to note how Ed’s skin was red and puffy, pulled taught where the metal was attached. Ed was sweating, trying her best to stay still, every movement causing a torrent of pain flooding through her. Before Winry could usher him in, Alphonse appeared behind Ed, carrying their luggage and gently nudging her inside.

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    Ed and Winry spend 5k words not realising they like each other whilst also acting like a couple and they're also both girls.

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    In Ronan's arms, Gansey looked breakable. Ronan hadn't thought Gansey could look anything of the sort. Even when Whelk had held him at gunpoint and Ronan had tumbled into the ER to find Gansey with a broken thumb and a wild panic in his eyes, he hadn't seemed breakable even then— panicked and mess? Absolutely. Never breakable though. But this Gansey? The one breathing softly and shivering in his arms despite the glaring summer heat? This was a Gansey that Ronan seldom saw, if at all. This was a Gansey Ronan wished didn’t exist.

    Ronan Lynch, for as long as he could remember since his father's death, had not been a gentle person. He was rough edges and bitter words and anger. But when carrying Gansey back to his car, Ronan thinks that he's never held something so carefully in his life. He walked slowly and surely, gripping onto Gansey tightly, one arm hooked under Gansey's knees and the other at his back to press him into Ronan’s chest, his head resting in the crook of Ronan’s neck.

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    The act of trying to escape something that you know will happen.

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    The worst thing about any apocalypse is the amount of dust that gets into Cissie's eyes. To be fair though, Cissie's only really been in one apocalypse (so far) and even though the robots hunting her and her friends down were relentless in their pursuit, she'd rather only stick to one.

    The dust isn't as big an issue as Cissie makes it out to be despite complaining endlessly about how it's getting in her eyes and in the grooves of her left arm (stolen from a robot after it ripped hers out) and making it hard to see, a simple pair of goggles does the trick fine.

    Until Anita's coughing up blood and refusing to open her eyes or look at Cissie or even let Cissie help her because the dust is going everywhere and the coughing isn't stopping and Cissie doesn't know what to do or how to help or—

    the cissienita robot apocalypse fic

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    Barbara Gordon hates feeling helpless.

    Mainly because for one, she isn’t, not by a long shot. But when it comes to things like this– things like Cass? It’s different. For all her power and influence, her intelligence and connections, right now she can’t do a thing except wait. She hates doing that too.

    To reiterate, Barbara Gordon hates feeling helpless. But right now, she sure as fuck is.

    Cassandra Cain had left some time ago– Barbara doesn’t know where but by the time she can move, it is too late. She didn’t even need to wonder who Cass went to because, despite her attempts to warn and dissuade Cass from the oh-so-obvious dangers, Cass went anyway.

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    “You know those are bad for you,” Ives mutters, tearing his eyes away from Tim and Tim suppresses a smirk.

    “And I suppose carrying a lighter around for me is your way of telling me to quit?” He raises his eyebrow almost teasingly. He drags the joint from his lips, blowing more smoke into the cold night air. He can feel Ives’ eyes on him, tracking his movements and finds that he really doesn’t mind. It's nice to be watched sometimes.

    He turns back to look at Ives, noticing him slip the lighter back into his pocket and though Ives hadn’t said anything, Tim took that for the answer it is. He swings his body onto the roof, crossing his legs, and faces Ives head-on. Ives looks away, studying the busy city below, watching the movement of the cars and people just like Tim had minutes earlier but Tim doesn’t care– the city will always be here. For now, he wants to focus on Ives sitting beside him, a faint blush on his cheeks from either the cold or Tim, messy and dishevelled and all his .

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    “Timothy,” Ives interrupts, nose wrinkling the same way Tim feels disgusted hearing his full name tumble out of Ives’ mouth. Ives holds up the gift bag– the unopened gift bag– and Tim, for all his time as a detective, has a sinking horrible realisation that he’s fucked up. Big time.

    He slowly turns to look at Ives head-on, horror etched onto his face. “...You haven’t asked me out yet.”

    Ives nods, “I haven’t asked you out yet.” He gets a funny look on his face like he’s piecing something together that he probably shouldn’t know. Something that Tim knows he has pieced together which makes Tim start considering jumping out the nearest window.

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    Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. This was so not meant to happen. Tim painstakingly ran a hand through his already unruly hair looking around wildly in the hopes that he would see it.

    It being the glob of… something he had created. Something which was supposed to be in the petri dish in front of him that was very evidently empty.

    So fuck.

    Alfred is going to kill him when he finds out Tim let a sentient glob of what he thinks is the leftover parts of his attempt at a Frankenstein recreation run loose in the Batcave. (He’s named it Frank.)

    Well, Frank had escaped his home and was now loose in the Batcave and he had–Tim glanced at his watch– around half an hour to find it.

    At times like these, Tim would like to say that he did the responsible thing and told an adult or enlisted his siblings to help in the search for Frank. Of course, since he's anything but responsible, he did nothing of the sort and instead, engaged the Batcave lockdown protocol.

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    The Mad Scientist Tim AU.

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    The first time Dick gives Tim a skateboard is right after his Redboard gets blown up. Okay “blown up” is an exaggeration but somehow Dick thinks that being shot at whilst chasing after a car that has your kidnapped friend (in civvies no less) on a skateboard isn’t any better.

    It’s just an average skateboard– nothing that goes over 70mph because Dick actually wants his brother to stay alive regardless of the kid’s natural ability to have disaster finding him everywhere.

    It’s not that Tim doesn’t have other skateboards (of course he does) but when Dick saw it in a shop window across the road from where he was working on a case, he couldn’t help but think of him– sue him for missing the kid.

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    The 2 times Dick gives Tim a skateboard and the 1 time Tim gives one back.

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    They’re equally his mothers and he doesn’t dare think of it any other way.

    So it’s with that in mind when a few weeks later he visits Janet's grave again, this time with a visitor.

    "Hi Mom," he says, setting down a pair of daffodils, grinning.

    "Have you met Dana?"

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    Tim Drake and the mothers he mourns.

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    It makes a twisted sort of sense that this is how it happens.

    Tim thought that maybe he would keep it under wraps probably forever but, like always, an outside force of nature absolutely detests him.

    He thought he wouldn’t slip up, keep the delusion going and have something he wasn’t meant to have.

    So it kinda blows that this is how Bruce finds out– finds out that instead of him, Tim’s been seeing a dead man in his place.

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    The one where Tim uses Bruce to make up for being the reason for Jack's death.

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    He doesn’t talk about his family much. Not this one, not Janet or Jack or Dana. Their names aren’t even muttered in passing. It's a well-known thing in the Manor– the sky is blue, the grass is green, Tim doesn't talk about his family.

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    Tim's hands are odd.

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    In all honesty, Damian had no clue how he got here.

    ‘Here’ being a completely pointless, utterly stupid and probably somewhat dangerous idea since it was Timothy who had dragged him here despite him being, quote on quote “grounded”. His mother had never grounded him before, though he suspected it was more of a situation where she hadn’t really been grounded either, and so, the thought of doing it to Damian had never crossed her mind. Damian thinks, whilst shaking unsteadily on his feet, that he’d prefer being secluded to his room with his Naruto manga volumes for company over this any day.

    “Timothy, if this is revenge for me trying to kill you, I need you to know I’m not sorry.” Damian’s eyes were clamped shut, hands fisting Tim’s hoodie so tightly that if Tim tried moving, he simply wouldn't be able to.

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    The one where skater Tim takes his artist younger brother graffiti painting

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