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Tony gets clingy after Peter comes back. He’s drifting between consciousness and drug-induced sleep after each surgery, and he’s so out of it he can’t tell the difference from Peter disappearing and him closing his eyes.
He keeps reaching out with his good hand, keeps muttering “you’re coming back, right?” and “Pep, don’t let him wander off, just give me a second,” and “don’t go anywhere, wait for me.”
And Peter’s sitting at his bedside in the hospital. He’s smushed in a seat with a little girl he doesn’t know that propped herself up on his lap and promptly called him big brother. Pepper’s beside him, and they’re all weepy, and he doesn’t even feel like he really belongs there, but Tony is adamant that he stays.
He’s trying not to think about how he’s the first thing Tony looks for in the room when his eyes open. He’s trying to convince himself he’s not all that important, here, because maybe it’ll make it hurt less if Tony doesn’t end up pulling through.
Peter's tendency to be either completely silent or all-consuming would drive tony insane. Mainly the silent part tho.
He's either rambling about this that or the other, or restlessly bouncing his leg, tapping on whatever he can reach, and muttering under his breath.
Or he's completely silent. Reading over his nerd texts, thinking over equations and new formulas, pondering new ideas and trying to identify the best possible way to go about executing them. Or brooding.
It'd drive Tony up the wall.
One moment, everything is fine. Tony's tinkering in his lab, secure in the knowledge that Peter is behind him working on his own research. And then suddenly, Tony's realizing he can't *hear* Peter. Him turning to look where peter had been perched, but Peter's not there.
Tony beginning to freak out before Peter asks a question from the other side of him.
"kid! When did you get here?"
"I've been here"
"not here in the lab, here as in two inches from me"
"ive been here. Watching you."
"...weird. nono, don't go. Stay. Right where I can see you."
oh that was quick...
ways my day has been terrible today: I'm sick, I'm unproductive, I'm very hungry, pms, ao3 being down again
and I want to go on bluesky to complain but I haven't talk to any of my moots for over a week do now I'm just embarrassed
ways my day has been terrible today: I'm sick, I'm unproductive, I'm very hungry, pms, ao3 being down again
is anyone else struggling to get their pages to load on ao3??? it's just slow as hell for me or it times out
the great fall of '26, part 800😔✊
I miss ao3
it's like I'm on drugs
it's like a curse... like I can't be sleep deprived in peace
Bruce has a strict 'no metas/powers (except duke) allowed in Gotham' policy in place but it has a clause, BYOR (Bring Your Own Robin)
No one is allowed entry untill and unless they can produce their very own certified robin-shaped identity card
Whenever someone with even a hint of supernatural powers in them arrives at Gotham, they're first met with Bruce standing at the city border with a notepad in hand
Bruce: State your name and purpose.
Kon: Kon-el, here to hangout!
Bruce: Your Robin?
Kon, flourishing Tim from behind him: Ta-Da!
Tim, waves: Hey Bruce
Bruce: Approved, you may enter
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Bruce: Name and purpose?
Hal: Here to investigate a case, Hal Jordan
Bruce: Your Robin?
Hal: I.... don't have one?
Bruce: Denied
Hal: What?! But-
Bruce: Denied.
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Bruce: Yes, Wally, where's your robin?
Wally: Oh shit lemme just- *zaps away and returns with Dick, who was in the midst of brushing his teeth, in a bridal carry*- Here!
Bruce, grumbling a little: Fine. Approved.
Dick: You gotta stop using me as a key already, man
Wally: Blame Bruce.
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Bruce: Name and purpose?
Clark: Clark Kent, here for our monthly barbecue
Bruce: Robin?
Clark, producing an actual robin bird: Does this count?
Bruce:.....yes
sooooo... no news? it has been like 2hrs guys...
I have created a Tumblr account for this. I have created a bluesky account for this. I have given up studying for this. I need my fluff to live, where did I gooooo???
why is it that every time I want to have fun after a long day I am set to suffer? why is life so pointless?? why is my wife trapped in a war of resilience in which there is no escape?
Jason: Do you think if we met before I died we would have gotten along?
Tim: …? We did meet?
Jason, genuinely confused: what? No, no, I would have remembered meeting your scraggly ass-
Tim: First of all, you once told me you refused to remember rich people’s name because they ‘aren’t really people at that point’.
Jason: this is true.
Tim: secondly, we literally talked for like, an hour? Do you really not remember?
Jason, lowkey feeling a little bad now but refusing to admit it: Maybe you just weren’t memorable.
Tim: we talked about Frankenstein!
Jason: why were we- OH MY GOD THAT WAS YOU?!
Tim: yes! I thought it was a good conversation :(
Jason: YOU EXPLAINED HOW YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD DO EXACTLY WHAT VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN DID BUT BETTER.
Tim: YEAH CAUSE HE SHOULD HAVE USED ELECTRIC EELS INSTEAD OF WAITING FOR A STORM.
Jason: DUDE. I only kept talking to you because I deadass thought you were gonna be a future Rouge.
Tim: huh?!
Jason: dude, you even told me about how easy it is to steal bodies from hospitals in Gotham.
Tim: yeah that… I wasn’t always the best at keeping my cards close to my chest, so that’s on me.
Jason: the only reason I didn’t tell Bruce about you is because I was worried he’d try adopt you and I was worried about getting kicked out.
Tim: I appreciate it.
Jason: if I had he probs wouldn’t have made you Robin.
Tim: that’s… unnerving to think about.
Tim, fiddling with his sleeve: Do you… wanna hear about my new take on how to reanimate the dead to create a whole new person?
Jason, fully aware that Tim could one day be a bad guy and he would have more of a chance if he had Tim on his side: As a reanimated corps, I am more than happy to listen. Have you actually read the book yet though?
Tim: No- so, first thing your going to need is a alibi-
Barbara, who’s been listening over the coms: … *silently starts recording*
mike sleept in loads of layers because will needed the room cold for the mind flayer
he could have slept in another room where it was warmer but he chose to stay anyways
FUCKING SHIT
I'm kind of ace but GOD-FUCKING-DAMMIT DID I WISH SOMEONE LOVED ME THIS MUCH
That's my adventuring party dude 😭
will and Mike are even matching wtf is this show??
oh so he "understands her better than anyone" but even in his deepest imagination he still envisions her in the colours that reflect the costume she had to dress up in to conform to society when he first met her
hashtag make Eleven androgynous 1988
„WHAT‘S WRONG WITH YOU!?“
omg I haven't liked mike since I met him, but S1 Mike would OBLITERATE S3 and onwards Mike