#Summer Lovin'

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Tai: Miss Schnee, You're looking very lovely this Evening!

Willow: Oh, please, Call me Willow~ And Might I say you are somehow more handsome than Last I saw you~

Tai: Ha! you certainly may Willow~! I do like to think I clean up nicely! Come in, Sit down, have some food.

Willow: Oh, thank you very much Taiyang.

Summer's Ghost, whispering in her ear: He's a kind, strong man. You want that. You Need That. He's great with kids. Our daughters are already practically sisters. Just let him Bed you and All your issues will be resolved~

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Summer: Hmmm.

Summer: No, I can't say I have a use for Rubber Nipples.

Summer: !

Summer: Oh, *Pulling Tai out from behind her* but do you have any Rubber Husband Protectors?

Tai: *Deeply traumatized* Call the poliiiiice ...

[rwac96]

Can we get Summer using her thighs to summon Tai? Whether it is because she and the rest of the team are stuck, or their daughters need something and he is required. As long as she claps them then he arrives.

Based off of those Jaune summoning posts from JuanArcTheThird.

Summer: "Hmm." *claps her thighs*

*Taiyang appears, wearing only a towel wrapped around his privates*

Taiyang: *confused* "Summer, what the heck?"

Summer: *giggles* "Yes!"

[howlingday]

Taiyang: I named her Ruby.

Summer: It suits her.

Taiyang: I'm... I'm scared for her.

Taiyang: It's just... I know the stories about how she'll be this incredible hero people will look up to, and I know that I won't always be there to protect her.

Summer: (Brushes Ruby's hair)

Ruby: (Stirs, Squints with silver eyes)

Summer: It's okay to be scared, though there is no reason to worry. I will always be there to watch over her, and I will protect her. After all, she is our daughter, and I will allow no harm to come to any child of both man and goddess.

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Strolls through my happy spot...

Summer is near but I've been enjoying my favorite season, spring. 🌱

I have a favorite spot for my lil strolls, where the trees arch over the sky, the ravine trickles by, I get to watch the environment change as I stroll through there every season. But it starts to bloom in spring and becomes truly magical in the summer. I swear I've seen pixies and fairies there...

xxx Ali O.

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8. What do they think about romantic love? Do they have baggage surrounding it? Do they idealize it? Is it an object of longing and wanting, or were they really not thinking about it until they started falling for the other character? What are their expectations like?

Seda has baggage about many things, romantic love definitely being one of them.  As I’ve embarked on the journey of learning more about her, she’s definitely been a change from characters I’ve written about in the past.    I covered a bit about her baggage in previous asks, but the TLDR is that Seda spent her life feeling like nothing she ever did was enough for a healthy, loving relationship.  

Her mother cared, but Silana was a distracted-type parent that didn’t bond much with her child, partnered with someone that was struggling with gender identity, sexuality and class/social position.  Seda’s first lover was coercive and controlling, and the series of partners after left her feeling unfulfilled and guilty.  

She pursued excellence in her craft (with some revenge on the side), kept all dalliances superficial, and in the privacy of her heart, longed for something real.  She never considered pregnancy - after all, a child would love and cherish their mother, and she could pour all that love out into motherhood.  She wanted a partner, an equal, an adult - someone that she could take care of, and let take care of her.  But she never took any steps to allow that sort of relationship to grow; finding Fakhri caught her entirely off guard.

Seda is a practical, rational person.  She knows that the romance depicted in the stories is idealized fiction; that real people just aren’t like that.  Given her background, she’s tried to take each day as it comes and not expect too much, but it was hard not to dream about growing old surrounded by a loving family.  She kept telling herself that it was just a daydream, but with each step they take toward making it a reality, her grip on that final bit of insecurity and denial loses strength.  It won’t be much longer, now.

[I will say that she is beginning to unpack some baggage, and as often happens with such things, it may get messy for her personally.  But her feelings for Fakhri are so deep and intense that she’s unpacking them so she can be the partner he deserves, and if any of the mess splashes over onto him, it’ll likely stem from her trying to deal with these things herself so he won’t worry.]

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Can I be a part of the taglist for summer lovin I just it's gonna be good!

ahhh ofc sweetheart adding you rn !

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Sweet and Slashy Summer Saturdays

Characters/Pairings: Bucky x curvy!female reader Word Count: 3.6k Summary: A first date with your neighbor Bucky Barnes.

Content Warnings: modern AU, smut, vaginal fingering, hand job, vaginal penetration, sex in a semi-public place

Logistical Notes: Another entry for @witchywithwhiskey's Slasher Summer Writing Challenge (drive in setting, dialogue prompt in bold/italics), a verrrrrry late entry for @bigtreefest Essie's Summer Lovin’ 300 Follower Celebration (public sex/trying not to get caught) (and shhh, Essie said I could be as late as December, but this is just/only Labor Day Weekend), and week 13 of @buckybarnesevents Hot Bucky Summer (free week).

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You didn’t want to watch this scary movie. Scary movies were not your thing.

But you didn’t know that the local drive-in movie place was doing Sweet and Slashy Summer Saturdays - a double feature night with a different rom-com and slasher fic every week when you said yes to your stupid hot neighbor Bucky Barnes. He’d asked if you liked drive in movies and if you’d go with him, and you hadn’t thought even a second before accepting.

Bumping into him throughout the building since you’d moved in last spring, sure, it was problematic to have a crush on a neighbor, but he was stupid hot.

Which made you do stupid things - like accept a date with him.

You canceled plans that you’d already had in favor of this date.

Typically you weren’t a fan of movies as a first date, but since it was a drive in, not a theater, you’d have your own space and not bother anyone if you actually wanted to talk - but if for some reason stupid hot Bucky Barnes turned out to be a dud, you would also be able to tune into the movie without seeming totally rude.

Privacy? Yes. Good.

A little bit of talking? Also yes.

He’d picked you up in his big pick up truck, which meant at the drive in, he’d backed into the spot, and now you were in the bed of the truck on a camp mattress and blankets.

Things had been lovely for the first flick - which turned out to be one of your favorites. The two of you had chatted sporadically but easily throughout. There’d been a short intermission where the two of you took a walk, stretched your legs, and gotten some ice cream from the concession stand.

All of that had been lovely. Easy time with him.

It had allowed you to trick yourself into the false confidence that you could handle the other half of the double feature.

But the slasher fic had you jumpy, scooting closer and closer into Bucky’s chest, until now you had your face permanently half hidden against his chest.

Bucky chuckled and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you chirped. 

“Are you sure? We can leave, I really don’t mind, I’ve see this at least twenty times.”

“No, I’m - I’m fine,” you said quietly. 

He murmured your name against the crown of your head, planting a kiss there. “We don’t have to stay.”

But that little kiss? Being tucked cozily against him? Your whole body was humming with butterflies and warmth despite the cool evening summer breeze flitting over your skin.

“I’m safe here,” you hummed. 

Bucky ticked a finger under your chin and lifted your head up to look him in the face, eyes sparkling with mischief. “You sure about that?”

You giggled - genuinely but with a surge of nerves. “You’ll protect me.”

He smirked. “Only from everyone else.”

“Is that a threat?” You arched a brow and smirked. 

“It’s a promise,” he replied, lowering his voice, ducking closer, his breath ghosting over your lips. 

You shivered, and he chuckled and pulled you closer. You laughed into his chest, resting your hand lightly on his sternum. “Honestly, if you ever become an actor, don't ever do a slasher flick.”

He scoffed. “What? Why’s that? I’m not such a terrible actor!”

You looked back up at him and shook your head. “I’m not convinced. But also, I’d have to go see it, and clearly I wouldn’t be able to handle that experience.”

“Fine, I promise, I’ll tell the non-existent agent for the acting career I’m never pursuing that slashers are off the table.”

“Good.”

Bucky shifted to make both of you more comfortable. As he shifted, his strong arm tightened around you, pulling you even closer against his broad chest. You felt the warmth of his body enveloping you, a stark contrast to the cool night air. His fingers began to trace lazy patterns on your shoulder, sending tingles down your spine.

"You know," Bucky murmured, his lips brushing your ear, "I'm really glad you came out with me tonight."

You tilted your head to look up at him, taking in his chiseled jawline and those piercing blue eyes. "Me too," you whispered.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time - just spend time with you. But now you’re driving me crazy, and I can’t keep my hands off you."

Your breath hitched as his hand slowly slid down your arm, savoring every curve and dip. “Then don’t,” you responded. You slipped your leg up over his thigh, tangling your limbs together.

His touch was gentle yet purposeful, exploring the softness of your skin. You felt your pulse quicken as his fingers ghosted over the swell of your hip, squeezing lightly.

"I love how you feel," he whispered, his voice husky. "So soft, so perfect."

His hand continued its journey, caressing the generous curve of your waist. You couldn't help but lean into his touch, craving more. Bucky's fingers splayed across your stomach, appreciating the plush roundness there.

"Beautiful," he breathed.

Bucky's fingers danced up your arm, caressing the soft skin. He traced the curve of your shoulder, then along your collarbone. His touch was feather-light but left a trail of heat in its wake.

You tilted your head back to look at him, taking in his chiseled jawline and intense blue eyes. Bucky's gaze roamed over your face, lingering on your full lips before meeting your eyes again. His hand cupped your cheek, thumb stroking your flushed skin.

"You're so beautiful," Bucky reiterated, his eyes locked on yours.

Your heart raced as he leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning across your face. Time seemed to slow as he closed the distance between you. His lips brushed yours softly at first, tentative and questioning. You responded eagerly, pressing closer and parting your lips slightly.

Bucky took that as invitation to deepen the kiss. His hand slid to the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled you flush against him. You melted into his embrace, savoring the feel of his firm body against yours.

The kiss grew more heated, tongues exploring as passion built between you. Your hands roamed over his broad shoulders and muscular back, marveling at the strength you felt there. Bucky's own hands weren't idle, caressing your curves with reverence.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing heavily. Bucky rested his forehead against yours, a smile playing on his lips.

"Wow," you whispered.

He chuckled softly. "Wow is right."

Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream pierced the air. You jumped, startled by the sound from the movie. Bucky chuckled against your lips, breaking the kiss.

"Sorry," you mumbled, feeling a heat creep up your neck.

"Don't be sorry," Bucky murmured, his thumb caressing your cheek. "I think it's cute how jumpy you are."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Glad my terror is entertaining for you."

He grinned, pulling you closer. "Well, I do enjoy being your protector."

Another scream rang out from the movie, making you flinch. Bucky's arms tightened around you instinctively. You buried your face in his chest, inhaling his warm, masculine scent. "I'm usually not this much of a scaredy-cat, I swear."

His chest rumbled with laughter. "Sure, sure. I believe you." His tone was teasing, but his arms stayed tight around you.

The score for the movie swelled and pursued a chilling tenor, making you tense. Bucky's hand came up to cup the back of your head, gently pressing your ear to his chest. The steady thump of his heartbeat drowned out the sounds of the film.

"Better?" he murmured.

You nodded against him, feeling safer wrapped in his strong arms. "Much better."

His fingers combed through your hair soothingly. "You know, we could always make our own entertainment if the movie's too scary."

You pulled back slightly to look up at him, eyebrow raised. "Oh? What did you have in mind?"

Bucky's eyes darkened as they roamed over your face. "I can think of a few ways to distract you from the movie."

His hand slid down your back, coming to rest on your hip. He gave a gentle squeeze, pulling you against him. Your breath hitched as you felt the hard planes of his body pressed against your softer curves.

"Oh?" you managed to say, your voice barely above a whisper. "Like what?"

Instead of answering, Bucky dipped his head and captured your lips in a searing kiss. This wasn't like the earlier kiss - soft and exploratory. This was heat and passion and barely restrained desire. His tongue swept into your mouth, tasting and teasing. You moaned softly, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Bucky's hand slipped under the hem of your shirt, his calloused fingers tracing patterns on the sensitive skin of your lower back. You arched into him, craving more of his touch. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips along your jaw and down your neck.

"God, you're driving me crazy," he murmured against your skin.

You tilted your head, giving him a quizzical look. This man you had categorized as stupid hot because he was so handsome it couldn’t be real seemed to be as gone for you as you were for him.

"I'm driving you crazy?" you asked, your voice a mix of disbelief and amusement. "You're the one who's been making me lose my mind for months now."

Bucky pulled back slightly, his blue eyes searching your face. "Really?" he asked, a hint of vulnerability in his voice.

You nodded, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from his forehead. "Really. I've had a crush on you since the day I moved in. Why do you think I always seemed to be doing laundry at the same time as you?"

A slow grin spread across Bucky's face. "And here I thought I was the one making excuses to run into you."

You laughed softly, your fingers tracing the strong line of his jaw. "Looks like we've both been idiots."

"Well," Bucky murmured, leaning in close again, "then we should make up for lost time, don't you think?"

Before you could respond, his lips were on yours again, hot and demanding. You melted into the kiss, savoring the feel of his strong body against yours. His hands roamed your curves, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

You moaned softly into the kiss, your body arching against Bucky's. His hands roamed lower, cupping your ass and pulling you flush against him. You could feel his arousal pressing against your thigh, sending a jolt of desire through you.

"Bucky," you gasped, breaking the kiss. "We're in public."

He chuckled, the sound low and husky. "Don't worry. No one can see us back here."

To prove his point, he rolled you both so you were lying on your back, his body hovering over yours. The truck's high sides and the darkness of the drive-in lot provided a surprising amount of privacy.

Bucky's lips found your neck again, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. You tilted your head, giving him better access as your hands slid under his shirt, exploring the hard planes of his abs.

"God, you feel amazing," you breathed.

He hummed against your skin, the vibration sending shivers down your spine. His hand slipped under your shirt, thumb brushing the underside of your breast. You arched into his touch, craving more.

Bucky's large hand cupped your breast, kneading gently through the thin fabric of your bra. You gasped at the sensation, your body heating up despite the cool night air.

Suddenly, a loud crash from the movie made you jump. Bucky chuckled softly, pulling back to look at you.

"Still scared?" he teased, his thumb brushing over your nipple through your bra.

You shivered, both from his touch and the reminder of where you were. "Maybe a little," you admitted.

Bucky's eyes softened as he gazed down at you. "We can stop if you want," he murmured, his hand stilling on your breast.

You shook your head, reaching up to cup his face. "No, I don't want to stop. I just... I've never done anything like this before. In public, I mean."

He smiled, turning his head to press a kiss to your palm. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. We can just cuddle and watch the rest of the movie if you want."

You bit your lip, considering. The fear of getting caught was thrilling, but also nerve-wracking. But the way Bucky was looking at you, his blue eyes dark with desire, made you want to throw caution to the wind.

"I want you," you whispered, pulling him down for another kiss.

Bucky groaned into your mouth, his hand resuming its gentle kneading of your breast. You arched into his touch, your body humming with need. His other hand slid down your side, fingers teasing the waistband of your jeans.

"Is this okay?" he murmured against your lips.

“Mmhmm, please touch me, Bucky,” you pleaded, craving more.

Bucky's fingers deftly unbuttoned your jeans, sliding the zipper down slowly. His hand slipped inside, cupping you through your underwear. You gasped at the contact, hips bucking up into his touch.

"So responsive," he murmured, nipping at your earlobe. "I love it."

His fingers rubbed slow circles over your clothed center, building the tension coiling in your belly. You bit your lip to stifle a moan, very aware of your surroundings despite the privacy of the truck bed.

Bucky's lips trailed down your neck as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of your underwear. You inhaled sharply as he made contact with your bare flesh, stroking through your folds.

"God, you're so wet already," he groaned against your collarbone.

You whimpered as he teased your entrance, gathering your arousal before circling your clit. Your hips rocked against his hand, chasing the pleasure he was building.

"Bucky, please," you breathed, not even sure what you were begging for.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss as he slid his fingers through your slick folds. You bit your lip to stifle a moan as he slowly pushed one finger inside you.

"Shh," he murmured, kissing you softly. "Gotta be quiet, remember?"

You nodded, your breath coming in short pants as he began to move his finger in and out. He added a second finger, stretching you deliciously. His thumb found your clit again, rubbing small circles that had you seeing stars.

Your hands gripped Bucky's broad shoulders as he worked you closer to the edge. The pleasure was building rapidly, your hips rocking against his skilled fingers. You buried your face in his neck, muffling your whimpers and gasps against his skin.

"That's it, sweetheart," Bucky murmured encouragingly. "Let go for me. I've got you."

His fingers curled inside you, hitting that perfect spot that made your toes curl. Combined with the steady pressure on your clit, it was quickly becoming too much.

"Bucky," you gasped, your body tensing. "I'm -"

"Come for me," he growled softly, increasing the pace of his fingers.

The coil of tension in your belly snapped. Waves of pleasure crashed over you as your orgasm hit. Bucky captured your lips in a deep kiss, swallowing your moans as you shuddered against him.

As you came down from your high, Bucky slowly withdrew his hand. You whimpered at the loss, feeling oversensitive and boneless. He pressed soft kisses to your face as you caught your breath.

Then he licked your slickness off his fingers, and your breath hitched as he groaned at the taste of you. Your hand trailed down his chest, palming the obvious bulge in his jeans. "What about you?" you asked.

Bucky groaned softly, hips bucking into your touch. "You don't have to-"

You cut him off with a kiss, your hand continuing to rub him through his jeans. "I want to," you murmured against his lips. "Please, let me make you feel good too."

Bucky groaned, his hips rocking into your touch. "God, yes," he breathed.

Your fingers fumbled with his belt buckle, suddenly feeling clumsy with anticipation. Bucky chuckled softly, reaching down to help you. Together, you managed to unfasten his jeans and push them down his hips.

You slipped your hand into his boxers, wrapping your fingers around his hard length. Bucky hissed in pleasure, his head dropping to your shoulder. You stroked him slowly, marveling at how hot and thick he felt in your hand.

"Fuck," Bucky groaned softly. "Your hand feels so good."

Emboldened by his reaction, you increased your pace, twisting your wrist on the upstroke. Bucky's breathing grew ragged, his hips thrusting into your grip. You could feel him throbbing in your hand, growing even harder if that was possible.

"Wait," Bucky gasped, gently grasping your wrist. "Not like this. I want to be inside you."

Your breath caught at his words, desire pooling low in your belly. "Yes," you breathed. "Please, Bucky."

He captured your lips in a searing kiss as his hands worked to push your jeans down your hips. You lifted your hips to help, shimmying out of the tight denim. Bucky's fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs as well.

The cool night air hit your heated skin, making you shiver. Bucky's warm hands ran up your thighs, parting them gently. He settled between your legs, his hard length pressing against your core.

Bucky reached for his wallet. You raised an eyebrow as he retrieved a condom.

"Presumptuous, weren't we?" you teased.

He chuckled, a slight blush coloring his cheeks as he tore it open. "More like hopeful. You sure about this?" he murmured, his blue eyes searching yours.

You nodded, reaching for the condom and wrapping your legs around his waist. "I'm sure. I want you, Bucky." You took his stiff cock in your hands and rolled the condom down slowly over his length.

Then you laid back, and he guided his tip to your entrance. He groaned softly, capturing your lips in another kiss as he slowly pushed into you. You gasped at the stretch, your body accommodating his impressive size.

Bucky stilled once he was fully seated inside you, giving you time to adjust. You both moaned softly at the sensation of being so intimately connected. He peppered kisses along your jaw and neck as you breathed through the initial stretch.

"You okay?" he murmured against your skin.

You nodded, running your hands down his muscular back. "Yeah, you can move."

Bucky started with slow, shallow thrusts, gradually building up speed and depth. You bit your lip to stifle your moans, very aware of your surroundings despite the privacy of the truck bed. The movie's soundtrack provided some cover, but you still tried to keep quiet.

"God, you feel amazing," Bucky groaned softly, his hips snapping against yours.

You wrapped your legs tighter around his waist, changing the angle slightly. The new position had him hitting that perfect spot inside you with each thrust. Your nails dug into his shoulders as pleasure built rapidly.

"Bucky," you whined.

His hand slid between your bodies, his fingers tracing a path down your stomach until they settled on your sensitive clit. The gentle pressure of his thumb against you sent sparks of pleasure through your body. "Come for me," he whispered in your ear, urging you on as he continued to stroke and tease your sex. You couldn't resist the sensations, and soon you were gasping and moaning in ecstasy, and he swallowed up as much of your sounds as he could with another kiss.

Bucky's movements became more erratic as he chased his own release. You clenched around him, still riding the waves of your orgasm. The added pressure pushed him over the edge.

"Fuck," he groaned, burying his face in your neck as he came.

You held him close, running your fingers through his hair as you both caught your breath. The sounds of the movie filtered back into your awareness - screams and dramatic music that seemed absurdly out of place now.

Bucky lifted his head, a lazy smile spreading across his face as he looked at you. "That was..."

"Amazing," you finished for him, grinning.

He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before carefully pulling out. You whimpered at the loss, suddenly feeling very exposed. Bucky noticed your discomfort and quickly helped you redress, then took care of himself.

Once you were both decent again, he pulled you back into his arms. You snuggled against his chest, feeling sated and content.

"So," Bucky murmured, his fingers tracing patterns on your arm, "I think it's safe to say this was a successful first date?"

You grinned and looked up at him. "I'd say so. Though I'm not sure how we're going to top this for date number two."

Bucky chuckled, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, I'm sure we can come up with something. I've got plenty of ideas."

"Is that so?" you teased, trailing your fingers along his jawline. "Care to share?"

He caught your hand, pressing a kiss to your palm. "How about I show you instead? Say, next Saturday?"

Your heart fluttered at the promise in his eyes. “Just no more slashers, deal?”

“Deal,” he chuckled, then sealed it the best way, tipping your chin up and capturing your lips in a kiss.

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SEQUEL: the morning after

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Can we please get more Wolf Faunas Summer?Please?

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Raven: *throwing a shirt at Qrow* Cover them up, Slut.

Raven: *tearing Tai's Shirt off* Don't cover these up, Slut.

Tai + Qrow: Hey!

Summer: Raven! I do not appreciate you undermining my authority!

Raven: ...

Summer: Neither of those Sluts may cover them up! Qrow take your shirt off!

[moonage-gaydream]

If Summer was a canon character I'd read all the comics he was in 💖

Summer Kent lore dump

Ages ago @mik3stuff asked me to tell him about my DC self-insert because he wants to make one too and the ask he sent me got lost in my drafts and i FINALLY remembered and got the motivation to make this!It's long and i do mean LOOOONG because they've existed since 2019 + I tagged canon characters for personal organization and i'm very sorry if that annoys anyone!! /gen /srs

Summer Kent was born Frankie Garcia,in Metropolis,to Mayerlin and Sebastián Garcia.His parents divorced when he was a baby with his mom getting custody of him and his dad neglecting him and they were abusive to him in the classic 'neurotypical cishet parents with a queer neurodivergent kid' way along with some racism on his mom's part since she was white and he grew up getting bullied at school and with no friends too.One of his first memory's is seeing Superman for the first time and being a huge fan of his ever since so when he realized how awfully his parents treated him,he started dreaming Clark would save him

On his 10th birthday,Lex did a rampage across the city in a Lexcorp robot and killed his parents by throwing them onto a building so hard they died on impact,immediately kidnapping Summer to experiment on him afterwards.The experiment in question was to inject him with the dna of the last Kryptofang,a kryptonian species that were basically Krypton's equivalent to dragons but with the addition of telepathy,as an attempt to train him to kill Clark.He was encloused to a Lexcorp lab for 3 days until Clark found him thanks to his and Lois' investigations on Lex's plans.Since Frankie wanted nothing to do with his birth parents,he told Clark his name was Summer when asked since that was the season where he discovered Superman

Summer and Clark instantly bonded so he had no hesitation when he found out about them wanting him to adopt them and this also made Lois his adoptive mom and baby Jon his little brother,along with Jimmy and Lana being his(nonromantically involved)honorary uncle and aunt.They became his sidekick under 'Sparks',both because of his pyrokenisis and his new family being sparks of hope in his life,and him and Lois pulled them out of school so they wouldn't get bullied anymore and Lana was their teacher thanks to her children's education degree she'd previously given up on using.Lex did a smear campaign against Sparks/Summer to detract suspicioun on himself and that made them become more angry and violent and pessimistic than ever combined with their fresh trauma(Clark,Lois and Jimmy did their best to spread good word of them ofc)

A year into his sidekick career,they met Jason due to Clark bringing him on a Justice League mission the same day Bruce did him and they butted heads because of their opposite personalities but were best friends by the end of the day,calling eachother 'Basket Case and Bird Boy' as insults turned affectionate nicknames.Through him,Summer also befriended Eddie and Jason dubbed them 'The Magic Trio' due to his belief that being Robin gave him magic,Eddie's demon theme and Summer's powers.Jason was a positive influence on Summer with his optimistic and peppy attitude and genuine belief in him and made him become more of an 'ideal' hero.Ironically,Bruce disliked him because he thought it would be the other way around

Sparks eventually gained the nickname 'Superpunk',much to his dismay because the Metropolis media meant it as an insult and he was also a goth tomboy both in and out of costume

Clark got Dick and Kory to mentor Summer and this led to them becoming Summer first crushes,with him being aware of the Dick one and throughly embarrased by how obvious they were with it against their will and confusing their's on Kory for jealousy over her being Dick's soulmate(but there was no pick me-ness on his part and instead they were always kind and supportive to eachother).His bi awakening happened when he was 14 and slightly unrelated but in this verse,Eddie was Jason's.An unofficial mentor and moreso intergenerational friend was Selina,who he gained his love of cats from

When Jason was 15,he realized he'd fallen in love with Summer and Dick convinced him to ask him out to a Gotham Academy dance as a confession but then Ditf happened and Summer shut down so hard he had to put the sidekick mantle on hold.On june 1st,he flew to Gotham to visit Jason's grave and got into a fight with Mr Freeze,who accidentally killed him via hypothermia and that made the ghost of the last Kryptofang manifest in his headspace along with his own ghost.They had a conversation that ended with him naming it 'Fantasma' and it convincing him to live again.Clark ressurected him with the Kryptonian Regeneration Matrix using a piece of his hair,Summer having lost three fingers by the time he came back to life and now living with prosthetics.Clark and Lois sent him to live with Jonathan and Martha in hopes of helping him cope and it worked as he learned how to do farmwork,diy and bake,was showered in kindness by his abuelos and got close to Fantasma who taught him Kryptofang things(which Clark also had with the info in the Fortress of Solitude but it had even better knowledge on them than him for obvious reasons)

A while later,Summer moved back to Metropolis after demanding to when he saw Superboy(Kon)and Supergirl(Cindy)on TV,wondering what the fuck was going on.Their relathionship had a rocky start to say the least but Summer still tried to be the best older sibling he could be to them once he saw how poorly the adults in their lives treated them and this led to them having a healthy if very weird dynamic and Summer himself got a new pseudo father-son relathionship in John while they worked on fixing the broken KRM.Jon had developed a love of video games while he was gone and got Summer into them too and over the course of these runs is when we get the arrivals of 4/8 the remaining Superkids:Mia,Chris,Laney and Match and since this was at the same time as Stephanie's and Cass' Robin and Batgirl eras,he teams up with them and they become a trio with Summer taking Babs place as their third while Babs is allowed to truly stay Oracle like she deserves-He was also much kinder to Stephanie than almost everyone else and this made it so they're the closest out of all the platonic World's Finest duos

The combo of his character development and constantly being around Kon and Stephanie who're both gnc trans people in their own ways made Summer's egg as a bigender and genderfluid transmasc crack and he got a new costume and official hero identity under 'Superpunk' for reclamation that only lasted 3 months until he switched to newER one under 'Ember' as he realized he's actually a pastl femme now,Kory and Dick helping him make the second costume.As Ember,he became second only to Clark on the beloved Metropolitan hero list thanks to how many feats he accomplished and his bubbly sweetness and humility and told his Papí he wanted a boy middle name so he gave him two:Valentino and 'Va-El',a kryptonian one to show him he saw him as much his son as he does his bio kids.While all this was going down over the years including the above part,he also had his first relathionship in Rose,dated Kyle(who is only a bit older than 90s YJ like him to avoid creepiness)and had a short thing with Eddie and befriended Natasha,Helena,Cassie,Bart,@insomniac-jay's Dahlia,Solana,Lilith and Daisy,@honeypotsworld's Onya and Lucille,@theautisticcentre's Mathew and Jennifer and @refrigeratedboombursts's Kahali.Kara,Mae,Karen and Krypto come in here too

In Utrh,Bruce calls him to Gotham because he has a feeling Red Hood is Jason but dosen't tell him that's why.Summer still resents him for not killing the Joker but Dick convinces him to agree and him and Jason get into a one on one fight where Jason recognizes him and unmasks himself.Summer is nearly shellshocked because they recognize him too now and he tries to go in for a hug while talking about how much he missed them and makes a joke phrased compliment on their current look and attitude but they fly off in heartbreak at their childhood best friend coming back only for him to be evil.Fantasma forms a mindlink between the two since it's tired of Summer's constant thoughts of him yet refusal to talk to him and this leads to them reconnecting and reforming their bond that was never really lost,including Jason coming to visit him in Metropolis,over the course of a whole year.He also regains his confidence in his love for them and starts shamelessly flirting with them and they're very flustered by it and pretend to hate it but they're secretly loving every second of it,as well as being convinced he's just messing with them instead of having actual feelings for them

Duke is the 5th Robin in this verse instead of Damian and We Are Robin still existed but like him they're elementary and middle school ages instead of high schoolers and Summer is an older sister figure to him,Mar'i is also canon here and two years younger than Lian and they grow up to date and Talia gets herself out of the man-driven narratives DC refuses to free her from by taking over Lexcorp and turning into a force for good by completely rehauling it and is a comphet lesbian happily in love with Selina

Summer becomes Damian's first real friend in their miniseries that takes place slightly before SOB which is about him befriending people his age specifically and regularly appears on Stephanie's Batgirl(60 issues here),Duke's Robin,Cassie's Wonder Girl and all the other Superkids' runs(Kon upgrades to Power Boy instead of the T-Shirt bullshit)and @jellyjays 's Blitz Cross,one of Summer's many found siblings,makes it's debut inbetween these time frames

Jason is an influence on him once again but this time in the opposite direction,making him become more sardonic and brutal as Ember and this causes the Metropolis media to frame him as 'evil all along' which hurts him so much he decides to finally join The Outlaws.The original trinity is Jason himself,Eddie and Rose and once Summer joins as 'Ignite' with a new suit he made and an additional black domino mask gifted to him by Jason to match him,they're 'The Dark Core Four' and @moonage-gaydream's Pepper is their Greta in the sense that she joined because of her crush on one of them-Summer,who she befriended before he ditched Metropolis and who liked her back.Thaddeus(who's a trans girl)is added to the team after they accidentally save her life and then come in order Kahali,Kyle,Artemis,Imani,Mathew,Lilith and Daisy simaultanously,Duke,Azriel(Created by Jay once again),Venus and finally Jennifer.Jaysumm are the Team Mom and Dad from the start AKA Dadhood and Supermom but Thaddeus legitimately views Summer as her mother

Their base is an old abandoned but still functional mansion of Bruce's that they call 'The Fortress',Rhato is 104 issues lasting 3 years in-universe,the Outlaws are a crazy ass and morally gray found family,Mathew is the token cis and Pepper is the token allistic and they've disbanded by the end but on good terms and keep in touch.During it,Jason Summer and Mathew are briefly Lanterns(Star Sapphire/Violet,Black and Green respectively),Rose leaves back Ravager to become Willow,Kyle upgrades to White Lantern,Thad realizes she's a girl mid-way through,Kahali gets killed and ressurected just like his didi Summer and Duke gains reality warping in addition to light and darkness powers.He's actually the reason the N52 exists so he's God actually.Summer takes some detours later on in the run as Outlaw bussiness gets him tangled up with the Gotham Academy kids and starring in the Lumberjanes crossover

Canon couples other than Jason and Summer are Eddie/Lilith,Rose/Imani or Rose/Pepper,Tim/Kahali,Kyle/Venus,Artemis/Daisy,Mathew/Jennifer,Duke/Luna(my Aquafam oc i made to be his love interest)and Thad/Azriel.There's also some mix and match verse's in there,including an adult Outlaws polycule

Jaysumm is finally canonized in this series via Summer one day being especially stressed out and missing the Superfam to boot and Jason comforting him which turns into a makeout session and them sleeping together and agreeing to be fwb because Summer somehow STILL dosen't realize Jason is literally in love with him and they're now a couple in every way but going on dates until Summer has another intense missing of the Superfam day on halloween when he wants to take Jon trick or treating so Jason and him sneak out in a werewolf and fairy costume respectively to do it together,with Jon wearing an Ember costume because he missed his first brother just as much.They have a great night and Jon and Jason still get along like they did when he used to babysit him as Robin and after they drop him at home when they finish,they stop by the fast food restaurant Summer used to work at for late dinner and that's when he finally has his Jason love epiphany.He goes through several stages of emotion over the next hours and blurts out a confession when they make it back to the Fortress because it's killing him and Jason confesses back and they have a long session of different kinds of kisses as they go to Summer's room to sleep

Post-Rhato,Summer goes back to Metropolis with Jason in toe due to their dating status at the same time Clark ends up in a coma thanks to saving Jon from Ultraman so Summer takes up the Superman mantle in the meantime since he's the eldest Kent sibling.Kenan,Carol,Jane,Laura and Lucy are Superfam members by now and Summer,Lois,Martha,Kara and John make his Superman suit together as a bonding activity and his hero work is better than ever,the effort he puts into it being to redeem himself from what he did as vigilante.Also,Talia makes him his own Krypto equivalent with kryptonian technology named 'Kryptona',a robotic female supercat who can speak english,spanish,arabic and kryptonian and has pink hearts for pupils

He also mentors Damian's team,the All New Teen Titans,because Jon is a part of it and so do Jason,a newly Batwoman Stephanie,Duke codenamed 'Eris' and Cassie who's now 'Wonder'.The members other than Damian(Shadowbird)and Jon(Superboy)are Maps(Robin),Maya(Nobody),Suren(Fang),Kathy(Beacon),Colin(Abuse),Irey(Thunderheart),Bobby(Wonder Boy),Nell(Batgirl),Keli(Teen Lantern)and Laurel(Supergirl + A trans girl variant of Jon instead of a genderswap and Earth 11 is generally very different here).75 issues,their Titans Tower is in Brooklyn and the ships are Damimaps,Jonay,Mayakathy and Surnell but only Mayakathy is explicit and the rest are just implied since they're all so young.Stephcass and Cassiegeorgia are canon too

Two years pass until Clark wakes up and by then,Metropolis loves Summer so much that when he announces he's been Ember,son and daughter of Superman,the whole time and is going back to it they do multiple kinds of grand apologies to him for their mistreatment and Jason also gave him a domino mask again but this time a baby pink one to symbolize him finally embracing all parts of himself and Summer adds on a pastel trans flag colors Superfamilia battle jacket and pink demonias for the final touch.Them and Jason have officially settled down together as they buy a house and have Metropolitan and occasionally Gothamite adventures and end up having four kids:October,Gus and Zane(identical twins)and Thea.Summer opens up his own bakery called 'Summer's Desserts' but stays Ember and Jason becomes a librarian when he's not Red Hood

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Altered Timeline

What if Summer survived and was still with Tai? How different will that AU be?

"Remember, Ruby," Summer Rose said to her youngest daughter, Ruby, as she adjusted her hair and cloak. "focus on your studies, be your best self, and no overindulging on sweets."

"Mooom," Ruby whined to her mother, "I'll be fine."

"You and your sister still nearly gave me and your father a heart attack over that Dust Robbery incident," she turns her silver eyes to Yang, "and that fight in the night club."

"They were crooks," Yang defended, ignoring the glare from her father, Taiyang.

"Just," Summer takes a deep breath, giving her girls a stern glance, "both of you: Stay out of trouble. Is that clear?"

"Yes, M'am," the two girls said, as they grabbed their perspective luggage and made their way towards the Bullhead. "Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!"

[howlingday]

4 year old Ruby somehow made an entire Gundam in her family’s back yard overnight without anyone noticing.

Taiyang: Uh, Summer? When are you coming home?

Summer: I'll be there in a few minutes, Tai. Honestly, how hard is it to take care of two girls by yourself?

Taiyang: Well, you say that, but you haven't seen what your youngest's done!

Summer: Oh, I'm sure it's not that ba-

Summer Rose walked into view of her house, nearly dropping her scroll as she gazed at the hulking metal monstrosity towering over her home. The massive man of iron glared outwards, to the mainland beyond Patch, as if daring the world to challenge him. Wait... Oh, there's a rose in what looks like hair on her head. This was a giant robot woman.

Summer: WHAT IS THAT?!

Ruby: Ana!

Taiyang: (Sighs) She says her name is Ana.

[mostlydeceased]

Last summer…

Last summer felt like such a hellscape reality to be in. But now that I’m far from it and exiting winter I look back and miss it. Well aspects of it. We’re always so nostalgic for the things that shone so bright through the shitstorm. The rooftop dances, the hikes in nature, meditating over the hilltop, passionate kisses, and of course all the fire ‘fits. Well at least i can make sure the fits keep up.

[catscratching]

Summer Lovin' - Romance Edition

What, specifically, was the catalyst for their physical attraction (if applicable) to the other character? In other words, what in particular had them like “Oh, they’re…hot…”

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Ul’dah was miserably hot and dry, especially after so many years spent in the sunny humidity that Vylbrand enjoyed year round.  Seda paused outside the stately mansion where she was directed to meet her contact, eyeing the lush grounds with healthy skepticism.

He said this was a tavern,  She thought, glancing at the immaculately groomed paths and gentle lighting that illuminated the gardens – gardens! In this climate! –  in the growing gloom of the evening.  It looked like no tavern she had ever seen, but then again… her line of work wasn’t precisely tailored to common labourers or low level business people either. 

The interior of the building was equally understated and elegant; delicately carved wood was polished to a brilliant shine, and thick wool rugs covered marble that must have cost a small fortune to import.   She paused just inside the door; voices and clinking drinkware inaudible outside the house were now a genteel roar, adding to the impression of luxury and wealth.

“Welcome to th’ Cloak n’ Dagger,”  She hadn’t noticed the attendant, and started as she spoke.  “If’n ye have a blade or other weapon, kin leave it ‘ere and pick’t up when ye leave.”

The highlander was dressed in an expensive suit tailored to fit her frame, but her accent betrayed more common roots – a contrast to the rich settings that surrounded them.

  “No blades,”  Seda lifted her arms in illustration, the lightweight fabric draping against her body.  If she had had any hidden weaponry, which was a valid concern; if the place was what she had been told it was, it would have been visible.  

“Right then,”  The attendant gave her a cheerful smile and gestured toward the stairs to one side, although Seda would have guessed the way due to the noise surging up from the lower level.  “No fightin’, no poisonin’, take yer disagreements outside.  Neutral ground, savvy? Enjoy yer stay.”

Bemused, the petite miqo’te made her way down the stairs, pausing to let her eyes adjust about midway down.  The foyer had not been bright by any standards, but the speakeasy proper was a study in chiaroscuro; soft globes of golden light splashed illumination on the bar, small candles on individual tables giving tantalizing glimpses of movement in the shadows.

A tall, statuesque blonde waited at the foot of the stairs with a leather-bound folio in her arms, giving Seda a warm smile as she descended the final few steps.   “Good evening and welcome.  May I help you find seating, or would you prefer the bar?”

The smell of leather and tobacco was stronger, the noise of conversations a pleasant blur of sound.  Seda noted that the lit candles indicating occupied seating were widely spaced; it would be difficult to eavesdrop in here unnoticed.   Staff wandered the floor, carrying trays of food and drink – someone wandered past with a slice of cheesecake that looked positively decadent.   She hesitated, watching the server vanish into the shadows before turning back to the hostess, who seemed to divine what she was thinking.  

“The cheesecake really is wonderful,”  She leaned over as if sharing a confidence.  “Shall we find you a seat, so you can order some?”

“I think… I will sit at the bar, actually,”  Seda smiled up at the taller elezen.  “I was hoping to learn the best way to steal a man’s wallet?”   It seemed like an odd passphrase, but it was the one she had been given.

“Of course!”  The hostess didn’t hesitate, gesturing with the leather folio in her arm and leading Seda to one end of the elegant, polished bar.   She didn’t notice any sort of signal between the hostess and the bartender, but she’d barely gotten a hip onto the leather stool when a petite Au Ra woman was there, fumbling a menu down on the bartop - two seats down.

“Anything we can get for you, miss?”  She asked, looking straight forward, rather than at Seda.

“Ahhh…”   Was this part of the setup here?  Was there a rule against eye contact?

“To yer right,”  The other staffer behind the bar had to lean down to murmur in the auri’s ear, reaching over her shoulder to move the menu to Seda’s elbow.   He gave Seda a friendly, if distracted smile and scooped up another menu, moving away again to greet another patron.

It was only as he was leaving that she noticed a small pale rodent - a rat - clinging to his shoulder.

“Thank you Fakhri,”  The small woman said cheerfully, her head turning to face toward the room again.  “If you’re undecided, our most popular non alcoholic beverage is the cafe noir, and people really seem to like the ‘Cloak and Dagger’ - but it’s pretty potent.”

"If ya have a more refined palate and uh.. gils to spare, we got some single malt whisky straight from Northern Koshu. It arrived yesterday."   The other bartender was back, pushing strands of dark grey hair back from his face; the rat was settled more securely now, watching her with bright dark eyes.

“The whisky,”  She said, not bothering to glance at the menu.   The room was not as crowded as she had first presumed coming down the stairs; she might be here for some time.   Making first contact with a new source was a great deal like fishing.  Sometimes you sat for hours with nary a nibble; coffee or something similar would make her stand out more than she liked, and whisky was something she could nurse for hours.

“Sure thing,”  The Viera - Fakhri, flashed her another grin that sent a frisson of … something… down her spine and turned away to pour the drink.

The room filled as the evening progressed, patrons arriving to sit alone or share a drink with companions.   The petite Auri - whose name was Hikari, she learned - engaged her in casual chat as she nursed her whisky, the leather-bound book that served as her identification and credentials to the contact she was hoping to meet on the bar at her elbow. 

It was fascinating, watching the people around her.  The seating was designed in such a way that sound was absorbed in each booth, meaning collaborators could be reasonably assured of privacy for discussions that required discretion.  

The serving staff was equally unobtrusive, timing their approaches with pauses in the conversation, delivering menus, orders and what she presumed were the evening’s tab with equal professionalism.  Hikari did not leave the bar - it had taken her longer than it should have to realize the young woman was blind - but Fakhri whisked in and out with quiet efficiency.

She wasn’t sure why she watched him.  Under normal circumstances, it would have been rude - but Hikari had no way of knowing that her eyes followed the slender figure around the room, ears swiveling as she caught snatches of his voice.   She let her eyes drift closed, to hear it better - the rustic accent, the roughened growl in how he shaped words that evoked thoughts of whisky and tobacco… and awakened the old wistfulness she had tried to lock away.

“How’s the drink?”  

Her eyes snapped open to find him on the other side of the bar, wiping his hands on a towel, his chin tilting to indicate her glass.

“Oh - wonderful.  Thank you,”  She felt herself smiling in response to his expression.  Neither he nor Hikari engaged in the usual tricks she expected from serving staff; flattery, flirtation - anything to improve a tip.   Hikari seemed shy, and Fakhri… 

She watched him move down the bar, to produce a pack of cigarettes, tapping one out and lighting it with a gesture she didn’t quite catch.   She couldn’t figure out why she was so drawn to him; perhaps it was the rat.   She could see him reaching up to rub the creature’s little ears, murmuring to it in a way that made her wonder if he was lonely, too.  

By the time the evening drew to a close and she slid off her stool, she felt foggy-headed and stiff - and obscurely disappointed for reasons she didn’t understand.   She had noticed Fakhri’s rat staring at her a couple of times over the course of the evening, but had never had the opportunity to ask him its name, or why he brought it with him to his place of employment.   Her contact had never approached, but that had been expected; she’d known it would take more than a single evening of dangling bait to get a nibble.

Outside once more, she shivered.  The desert air had cooled noticeably, crisp and clear, and she wondered for a moment if returning to Ul’dah had been a bad idea.  It had been a refuge once, in the first days after she escaped Limsa; but she hadn’t dared stay long.  Perhaps she should keep moving - there were likely opportunities now that Ala Mhigo was rebuilding.  Or perhaps she could strike east for Ilsabard or Hingashi.

Then she thought of those clear, grey eyes… the husky rasp of his voice.   Perhaps, she thought with a long sigh as she turned her feet toward her lodgings, her ennui was the result of not getting any sort of sense that the attractive Viera had seen her as a woman, rather than a customer. 

For the best,  She thought to herself.  He seemed like the ‘relationship’ type, not a friend with whom one can satisfy a physical urge and part ways.  You can’t afford entanglements.  Not now… perhaps not ever.

Even so, as she undressed and fell into her bed (woefully alone), the bright dark eyes of the rat and the scent of cigarettes and whisky chased her into oblivion.

I had the thought that I wanted to go through these prompts one by one - but this one took me so long I may need to be more selective, or accept that they are going to take longer than just the summer. :) As often happens to me where these things are concerned, in a casual explanation to a new acquaintance, I was struck by a lightning bolt of inspiration that explained something in Seda's backstory that had been... unsatisfyingly vague before.

So we have done some minor retcons - and some of my previous writing is no longer canon. I look forward to the reveals as they come, because I think it all just fits much better this way!

ANYWAY - Neither Fakhri nor I introduced the two of them with romance in mind; I was pretty sure they'd never be more than casual friends after our first meeting! I never anticipated the path we found ourselves on, and I am so incredibly happy things have turned out the way they have. ♥ So it's kind of fun to let my enjoyment of this sort of (seemingly) unrequited attraction play out from Seda's POV. :D

(Eventually, I will figure out a cool name for this ship! Phoenix for Seda, I think - given her effective 'rebirth' - just need to think of something suitable for Fakhri. :3 )

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