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“If you got this far and I didn’t pick up I’m probably dead or don’t wanna talk to you. You can leave a message but I probably won’t call back. If you’re Dick: Fuck you, Big Bird. Jason out.”
Tim breathes a quiet laugh, hand shaking where it’s gripping the rusty fire escape too hard.
Tonight’s the end. He can’t back out. Batman will be here any moment now.
“Hey Jason,” he starts, stops, bites his lip nervously when a stray cat topples an empty can of tuna, “I just— Wow ok, this is weird. But I want you to know that I’ll fix this.”
Unless he gets killed first. That’s always a valid concern when you’re jumping into fights with a black sweater and a ski mask covering the lower half of your face. But Batman had steadfastly ignored his petition to become Robin, so Tim’s hands are a bit tied here. You can’t just order kevlar and armor online.
Which sucks, by the way.
“I don’t know how yet,” he admits, thinking back on the increasing number of petty thugs ending up permanently disabled during the past three months. And the increasing number of times Batman kept going despite receiving serious injuries himself. “But I promise I’ll do it. For Gotham. For you.”
A commotion at the mouth of the alley makes Tim’s head fly up and he squints through the gloom as a group of rowdy looking figures saunters inside.
He ducks down quickly, breathing through his nose. His stomach feels like it’s having a fantastic tea time with a swarm of buzzing bees.
Ok. Any second now.
“I- I’ll keep you updated,” he whispers, finger already hovering over the end-call button in preparation before he hesitates.
“Thank you for being my Robin,” he adds, grimacing at the way his voice wobbles, “I wish you were still here.”
He almost smashes the phone in his haste to shut it off, shoving the mortification he feels deep, deep down. But it’s not like anybody is ever going to hear this, anyway. And it does feel good to finally have gotten this off his chest.
A shadow drops down from above to alarmed shouts and strangled cries that quickly morph into pained groans, and Tim has a split second to fight the instinctive “flight” response he’d honed over years of taking pictures of Batman and Robin before he grits his teeth and vaults over the railing of the fire escape, dropping to the ground right behind Batman with a chipper, “Hey, need a hand?”
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Salt Raiders, Among Us (Video Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Stan | Stancat123 (Salt Raiders), Kaif (Salt Raiders), Ebbz (Salt Raiders), Sam (Salt Raiders), Cali (Salt Raiders), Ben (Salt Raiders), Kate (Salt Raiders), Daz (Salt Raiders), Lillinx | Lily (Salt Raiders) (mentioned), Wadlet | Josh (Salt Raiders)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Among Us (Video Game) Setting, Angst, Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Trust Issues, Stancat123 needs a hug
Series: Part 2 of Salt Raiders: Among Us/Sci-fi AU
Summary:
One thing is certain: Stan is alone, and he doesn’t think he’ll be warming up to anyone anytime soon.
aka basically "You're so Naive" part 2
[shout out to kyokosoda for beta reading this!]
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Made another Thing
So I needed a bigger thing than my hope chest, but I didn't want a coffee table. So I did what I always do and designed a thing for my space.
My friends Bill and Daniel helped.
I made it modular, so it could fit in the Tardis car.
I underestimated how much wood I needed, bought more, didn't trim it correctly, so that will be a weekend thing at my Dad's. But for now it works. Only need a rug, a comfy chair for the other side, and a third monitor.
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Retired hero & current (almost) mad scientist/engineer Daniel James Wayne where he's absolutely oblivious. And I mean that in a batfam knows everything about him but Danny? Has not pulled the dots together.
Danny "Oh yeah my family's a bit weird and I could smell lingering death on them but that's pretty much it what's wrong with it?" Wayne.
Danny who is allowed to do anything as he please and coming to Bruce just giving him new inventions, ghost related or not, and flatly asking weather or not it was possible to give it to Batman to test.
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