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Crossing a line by Mullvad93
Fandoms: 王様ランキング | Ousama Ranking | Ranking of Kings (Anime)
12 Jun 2022
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He eats them. The realisation found its home in the pit of Desha’s stomach, dragging it down deep. Taking a shuddering breath, he immediately regretted it, the stench of blood and terror almost overwhelming.
At one point there's a need to draw a line. For Desha, it happened in a small room filled with corpses.
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The kid was going to die at this rate, whether or not Jason had anything to do with it. Apparently dead Robins were just a thing, now, and Bruce didn’t give a shit whether they lived or died.
There was something almost comforting about that, that Jason’s wasn’t the only life that didn’t matter.
There was something fucking infuriating about that, that Jason’s wasn’t the only life that didn’t matter.
Well. If those fucks didn’t care about their baby bird now, Jason would just have to make them care. And he had a few ideas on just how to do that.
Robin might get a little broken in the process, but what was a little kidnapping and torture between friends?
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a.k.a. the Titans Tower AU where Jason kidnaps Tim instead of trying to kill him. And then he kidnaps Steph. And Dick. And Cass. And...
Jason may have a problem.
Less crack-y than it sounds. This is mainly hurt, angst, and reckoning with canon trauma. Comfort will come! There *will* be a happy ending.
[summary updated 1/21/22]
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- Part 1 of Red Robin Hood
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07 Jul 2025
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“Shoulder harness?” Matt asked. Alfred nodded. “Anything else on you other than those two guns?”
“Yes.”
“How many?”
“At least two more.”
Bruce threw his hands up. “Alfred.”
“Master Wayne,” Alfred said, shooting a fond look over his shoulder. “I do believe we’re in the middle of a pat down, if you wouldn’t mind.”
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- Part 13 of DC outsider POV
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Kris lowered the receiver and watched the red light on the base blink out. They turned back to the room.
Susie was no longer at the table.
From the corner of their eye, they caught movement near the stairs. She was halfway up already, hoodie sleeves bunched around her elbows, tail swaying slightly beneath the hem. She moved like she wasn’t sure whether she wanted to be seen or not—one foot creaking on the third step, then stopping, like she was waiting for someone to call her back.
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After her mother passes away, Susie is placed in foster care—and Toriel, with one child away at college and another growing quiet in the space he left behind, takes her in. Kris doesn’t know her well. Not beyond the kid who used to sit behind them and chew her pencil into splinters. But now they’ll share a room, a house, and all the quiet leftover spaces that come with grief and growing up.
And then, just as things begin to settle into a shape that might almost resemble home, someone else goes missing. This time, from Noelle’s house. Susie isn’t one to mind her business.
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04 Jul 2025
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There was this day—cold, late March, wind still mean—that stuck in Noelle’s mind like a grain of rice behind the gums.
She’d ducked into the corner store after school. Her mom didn’t like her going there, said the magazines by the register were trash and the cashier had too many piercings. But Noelle wanted a soda. Something sweet, just for her.
Kris and Susie were there already. Neither of them saw her. They were standing by the fridges in the back, heads close together. Susie was laughing at something Kris said. Kris’s hands were in their pockets, a little hunched, but their shoulders relaxed in that way they never were around anyone else.
And it was nothing. It was two people in a corner store. They weren’t touching, weren’t kissing, weren’t anything. But it was everything.
Noelle left without the soda.
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noelle watches from the sidelines