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Cuddling Another Man’s Clothing Does NOT Make Me Gay by Creature_Screecher
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
10 Oct 2025
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Till was happy they felt comfortable enough around him to be all lovey like that. It just makes him feel more…physically underappreciated…
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Touch starved Till cuddles Ivan’s hoodie
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After Sua's death in round one, the staff was clearing out her things when they found five envelopes, each addressed to different Alien Stage participants she was fond of. They were never delivered.
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Tim and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by QueenoftheArchives
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
12 Mar 2025
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Tim’s day was going pretty poorly even before Ra’s sent him flowers. First, he went to bed approximately an hour before he was torn out of it by his blaring alarm, purely because he had been a good Samaritan and helped Jason with a case. Jason hadn’t thanked him, but then again Jason hadn’t threatened murder, either, which for him was practically an invitation to brunch.
The hour of sleep, unfortunately, was almost worse than getting nothing at all, because instead of powering through, the brief rest allowed his body to figure out that was all it was getting and promptly punished him with a pounding headache. Then at Starbucks some idiot employee had forgotten the two extra expresso shots in his usual, so he was both late to the office and caffeine-deprived. By the time he saw the flowers, he was thoroughly pissed.
Then Damian showed up.
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Tim Drake has never celebrated his birthday; he won't this year, and he won't the next. He's fine with it, he swears he is.
Or: Tim Drake spirals in his loneliness and wishes he was as lovable as his siblings.
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robin comes out to Steve, then Steve comes out to Robin :)
Bookmarked by brain_ded_666
13 Oct 2025
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"...but Tammy Thompson's a girl?"
Robin smiles at him sadly.
"Steve."
oh.
"Oh."
Oh.
"I, uh." Steve paused, swallowing. He's never told anyone about Eddie before. It's never been safe, but with Robin...
"I had a Tammy Thompson, too, ya know. When I was a kid. " He leans his head back against the stall door, avoiding eye contact.
To Steve, Eddie's always meant half melted ice cream and promises and whiskey flavoured kisses. But to Eddie...Steve didn't know what he meant. Nothing, probably.
"Like way back, before Tommy and Carol or any of the basketball guys," he sighed. "There was Eddie."
"Munson?" Steve nodded, and she laughed a bit manically.
"You're telling me," she giggled, "your Tammy Thompson was Eddie God damn Munson?"
Steve chuckles as much as he can with his numerous head injuries.
"Yeah, Eddie. We met like...in kindergarten, I think? I was waiting for my dad to pick me up, and he showed me this," he laughed, waving his hand. "toad, or frog or whatever, and then we were like, attached at the hip. We were best friend for years, man, we were kinda like Mike and Will-" he frowns, the movement tugging at the fresh scabs on his face. "Well - I guess you never knew them before, cause they're being all weird this summer and Mike's being a little asshole, and like, I kinda get the feeling they're eachother's Tammy Thompson, ya know-" he cut himself off. "Whatever. We were always hanging out, man, seriously. He basically lived at my house whenever his parents got bad, and we would share a bed and everything, and he was just so-" Steve smiled sadly. "So himself, ya know? He was always so kind, like one time he cried because he stepped on an ant, and I guess...I guess I kinda fell a bit in love with him."
It's the first time he said it, first time he's even let himself realize it. He was in love with Eddie and there was jack shit he could do about it.
He lifted his head to see Robin staring at him, a complicated expression on her face. He could see the dried tear tracks, and felt a stab of guilt that it was him that did that, that made her think he could ever hate her.
"So...what happened? Because I don't really see you two hanging out much these days,"