Timid_Trillium



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    AveryTheMayo, or just Avery, traced the lines of the map with a trembling finger. Feeling an almost physical pull toward it. A magnetic tug that pressed against the inside of his chest. He imagined the floors, the corridors stretching into darkness. He couldn’t help but imagine the sterile fluorescent lights humming above.

    “How am I going to do this…?” He said outloud.

    . . .

    The ritual didn’t fail. It just didn’t end.

    D3rLrd3, or Derek survives, but not in any way that makes sense. Taken by the U.S Department of Metaphysical Sciences, he becomes something they cannot explain. Only contain.

    Avery is the only one who notices, the evidence that Derek is still out there. Now he is on the run with someone who knows too much. Remembers things that haven’t happened yet, and isn’t entirely human anymore.
    Retrieving him is the easy part.

    Understanding what came back isn’t. Derek knows how all of this ends.
    And he stayed anyway.

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    His face is pale. Lips curled up in a grotesque smile. Torn up the cheeks, oozing blood that drips onto the cement floor. One hand rips at his dark hair, greasy and limp over manic eyes. The other hangs at his side, limply clinging to a gun. “Ha ha ha-” Half frantic laughter, half distraught sobs that rattle through his chest.

    Between them, the Joker’s body. Blood blossoming around his head. Brain matter spattered on the floor. Smiling. Eyes vacantly staring up at the ceiling.

    Hahahahaha-

    Bruce approaches slowly. Like he’s approaching a skittish animal. “Tim,” he says softly, and the boy blinks at him, still laughing, still sobbing. There are tears in his eyes. “Tim, put down the gun.”

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    “Wait, wait,” Lance stood up. “You are driving to Houston.”
    “Yes.”
    “A drive that’s over thirty hours.”
    “Yup.”
    “By yourself.”
    “Sure seems like it.”
    “To clean out a storage container of your dead mother, that you have never met, that is now legally under your name.”
    “Correct.”
    Lance wondered if Keith had lost his mind.
    “Keith, there could be dead bodies in that storage container!” He argued. “Or a meth lab. Or worse, mannequins dressed up like dolls sat at a tea party or some weird shit like that.”
    Keith offered him an unimpressed blink. “I’ll be fine.”
    “Keith, this is insane. You can’t go by yourself!”
    Keith glanced at him as he shouldered his backpack.
    “Come with me then.”
    And that small, damned smirk tilted Keith’s lips as he held Lance’s gaze.
    “What do you think, Lance?” He asked. “2,251 miles. Think you could handle it?”
    Lance stopped short.
    Contemplated.
    And, well. Lance had nothing to do either.
    So. That’s how this all started.

    Two disasters drive cross-country to clean out a storage container that may have dead bodies hidden inside and, hey, maybe a bit of love as well.

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    Lance woke with a flinch, chest heaving, palms sweaty.
    Gentle fingers stroked his hair, a warm presence at his side. “You’re on the castle ship, you’re safe, you’re okay.”
    Lance took a shuddering breath, looking at Keith next to him on the bed. Purple eyes half-lidded, barely awake, but his face and fluffy ears tilted toward Lance in clear attentiveness.
    He tugged on Keith’s shirt. Without hesitation, Keith rolled over to stretch out on top of Lance, his reassuring weight grounding him in reality. Reminding him of the soft mattress under his back, the smell of the Altean soap they all used, the simple fact that he was home. He was safe.
    --
    Lance escaped the Galra prison, and is back with his friends on the castle ship. But he returned with something none of them had predicted--Keith, his half-Galra ally within the prison, and now the red paladin of Voltron. But the team is nowhere near close to trusting Keith, and Lance is nowhere close to forgetting his time spent captured by the Galra. A story about recovery, redemption, and trust.

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    25 Jan 2026

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    “Speaking of which, how’d your guidance thing go today?”

    Jason stares at him, desiring nothing more than to wipe that cheeky grin off his face. “I’m gonna kill you. Actually, scratch that, I’m gonna kill Dick, and then you.”

    Tim rolls his eyes. “Oh, please. I don’t need Dick to snitch to me about your very important meeting. Give me some credit.”

    “No. How’d you— Never mind. I don’t care.” He turns around and begins walking towards the exit. “But if anyone else from this family who’s never heard of the concept of privacy finds out, I will start shooting people.”

    His radio beeps, and Barbara’s voice fills his helmet. "Hood, you know you’re not on a private channel, right?"

    Tim just laughs as Jason unleashes a string of swear words all the way to his motorcycle.

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    in which jason gets ready for his first day at college, dick watches him have an ongoing emotional breakdown, and his family is physically incapable of keeping their noses out of his business.

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    10 Jan 2026