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Buck has never seen Tommy so closed off and skittish at the same time. Tommy's arms are folded over his chest and his fingers are clenching and relaxing, his stance firm yet he shifts his weight from side to side minutely.

As if Tommy can't decide if he wants to fight or flee.

Six months. It almost feels as if Buck doesn't know this man in front of him at all.

"So. Before we start talking," Buck says, trying to lighten the mood, "I just wanna say, thanks for bringing me home and keeping me safe. Not sure I'd be as generous if our positions are reversed."

"Of course you would do the same for me," Tommy protests, his shoulders relaxing fractionally.

Okay. This is good.

Buck pulls out two chairs from the dining table and puts them face to face. He cocks his head at one of them.

Tommy hesitates.

"I'm not gonna bite," Buck cajoles, adding with a tiny smirk, "unless you ask nicely."

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: The Matrix (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Neo/Trinity (The Matrix) Characters: Neo (The Matrix), Trinity (The Matrix), Other characters too but those are the only recurring ones Additional Tags: Trans Neo (The Matrix), Trans Female Character, Period Typical Transphobia, Author is TME Summary:

AO3 Link: Trust Fall - Chapter Twelve

Summary: Dick hates the codename "Fledgling," so he finally gets a new name.

Excerpt:

Dick couldn’t reign in his anger any longer. “This is bullshit, Dad.” Bruce stiffened; his eyes narrowed. “I know you’ve had a hard few weeks, son, but – ” “You lied me my entire life. I’m not your son, and you’re the freakin’ Batman. And you’re going to yell at me for reacting to that?” Bruce’s lips remained pursed. No, he wasn’t. Instead, he reached out to hold Dick’s hand, but Dick wouldn’t have it. He flinched away. “Aren’t you going to say something?” he demanded. Bruce continued with words that sounded rehearsed, stoic. “I did it to protect you.” “Really?” Dick scoffed. “Or did you do it to protect yourself?”

A/N: Thank you so much to those of you who stuck around to the end. I've had this story in my head for a good decade now, and it has been a blast and a pleasure to share it with you.

I have a short follow-up story planned, thanks to Aleena_Pallaz, so I hope to get writing on that in the next month or so. In the meantime, I'm planning to post some Batfam ficlets, so I hope to see you again soon!

Thanks again for indulging me! ❤️❤️❤️  

My first fanfic is complete and fully available on AO3 : Chapter 7.

As a reminder, my fic is canon compliant and retells season 4 with Castiel's point of view.

The last chapter depicts episodes 4x21 and 4x22 (and no, I cannot be blamed for the way it ends).

Words: 4.968 for Chapter 7. 23.901 in total.

This journey has been such a blast, but also a therapeutic exercise. I wish there were more works and more episodes centered on Castiel and the way he sees things, because he's such an interesting and inspirational character.

It makes Roosevelt stick out. He doesn't seem as angry as Dallas would be in his position, learning that a bunch of hood he employed are idiots playing fire with the cops.

They'd laid it out as best as they could, as fast as they could with as little interruptions to the flow as they could muster. Roosevelt had listened to every word, and when Mark had interjected a time or two, he only confirmed some details. Two-Bit had clearly relaxed at some point in the conversation, indulging in the expensive hotel food with gusto while Tim had remained stand-offish, tense and unwilling to eat. On his side, Dallas had picked at some of the food, taking only a few bites here and there, not wanting to get full or too comfortable. Mark had reluctantly eaten what was offered to him, and it's probably the best food he's had in days, if Dallas had to guess.

A guy could only take stolen Debbie Cakes and water for so long.

Pairings: Dedra Meero/Syril Karn Rating: Explicit, 18+, MDNI

Determined to secure an ally in her fight against Axis whose loyalty transcends ambition, Dedra Meero takes the unorthodox step of marrying Syril Karn. Wed to him secretly and under false pretenses, she decides to wield love as a blunt instrument—and to employ affection as nothing more than a manipulative tactic.

Unfortunately for her, Syril doesn’t view their union so dispassionately.