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the courage of stars by merils
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Superboy (Comics)
10 Mar 2024
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Kon stares down into his tea. Lois’s hand is warm on his shoulder.
“Kal,” he says, hollow. “…Do you ever… Do you ever wish you didn’t come back?”
He can feel Lois stiffen, can hear both of their heart rates increase. They exchange looks over his head, but he doesn’t care enough to look up, shame sitting heavy in his gut.
“What do you mean, Kon?” Kal asks. His voice is gentle, but Kon knows him well enough to hear the fierce worry, the protective steel beneath it.
After so long being held in, the words all but pour out. Kon swallows a too-hot sip of tea that doesn’t scald going down. “I was made to be like you,” he says. “You died saving the world. I was—don’t you get it? Kal, I was made to die saving the world. I was made to die. And I did. So—” His voice cracks. “So why am I back?”
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11 Mar 2024
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Tim’s fingers race across the keyboard. Even using shorthand, it’s hard to capture all of the little details his mom will want—like the way Fitzclarence flinches when Bohun mentions the government contract Drake Industries recently won, or how Weiss’ fingers twitch like he wants to strangle Spencer when she suggests they continue on with their product launch even though Drake Industries just undercut them by announcing their own, competing product a few days ago.
By the time the board meeting finally limps to a close, Tim’s hands are cramped and aching, and several of the board members are looking like they’re considering taking up drinking. Two high blotches of color stain the apples of Spencer’s cheeks—Weiss got pretty harsh with her after her third stupid suggestion, his patience for Kierny Tech’s local nepotism hire quickly running out now that they’re getting down to the wire—and Fitzclarence’s flopped back in his chair, one hand covering his eyes.
“I don’t know how Drake does it,” he groans. “Every move we like, it’s like he’s already there to counter it.”
Tim smiles. I’m how she does it, he thinks.
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15 Feb 2024
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“Replacement.”
Tim freezes, gaze still locked on Jack’s prone, silent form sprawled out on the floor, and pulls the phone back to look at the number.
It’s kind of funny, he thinks hazily. Of course he would accidentally kill his dad and then mistakenly call Jason, of all people.
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Bookmarked by sleepy_willow
10 Feb 2024
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A Disclaimer From Your Friendly Neighborhood Oracle:
The following is a transcript of Patrol Communications Audio written by state of the art transcription technology, IRIS (Interpretation of Recorded Intelligence Software). IRIS was created to provide easily searchable records, automatically, and eliminate the need to transcribe each patrol audio log manually. That being said, IRIS is still experimental, and may not always be entirely accurate.
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(01:25) Red Hood: (Mild static) (Out of breath, slurred) You motherfuckers. Put some fuckin-(01:25) Batman: (Shaking) Red Hood-
(01:25) Red Hood: Shut up. Put some fucking respect. On my name. Start fucking copying me. I just got thrown fucking. Um. 40 feet. Into a fucking uh. What's it. Ditch. I'm still fucking conscious.
(01:25) Batman: Red Hood, do not move, we're en route-
(01:25) Red Hood: What'll I win if I stand up.
(01:25) Batman: (Loud) Do not stand up.
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- Part 1 of IRIS Logs
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27 Jan 2024