#brainy/lyle

[lemonyinks]

Some would call them star crossed lovers.

Brainy inspired by spandexinspace's own edit of the same panel

The Legion #14

[radioactive-earthshine]

[onlyoccasionallyvisible]

Milkshake: Lyle/whoever (Brainy or Condo)

Lyle’s mouth is full of ice cream when Querl kisses him. 

It’s not exactly the worst timing the Coluan has ever had for his rare displays of physical affection. But it’s not really the best, either. Lyle wouldn’t protest normally, as he’d found himself surprisingly lenient for these odd choices of scheduling. However, it was not an exaggeration saying his mouth was quite literally full already. 

“Mmph.” Lyle eloquently argues, even as one hand darts up to cup Brainy’s jawline. It’s instinct! He can’t exactly help it with how the other Legionnaire is holding onto his hipbones, pressing green thumbs into the dip there. He nearly drops his bowl, and although he doesn’t it still tips in threatening degrees on the counter with the carelessness of its deposit. Frantically, he braces his now free hand back, where Querl is shoving him, trying to keep himself upright against the force of the kiss.

The cold hits the roof of Lyle’s mouth, as the pressure of Querl on him eliminates the last space available, freeze digging at his temples the same time a contrasting searing tongue swipes across the surprised seam of his lips. Luckily, some of the treat melts before it goes up his nose, but the lingering threat is still there. 

The prodding at his lips becomes more insistent, but there really is no room. Lyle grunts in protest, and somehow transforms between his throat and his muffled mouth into a whine. Querl’s teeth drag against his bottom lip. The bastard is smirking. Lyle can feel it. The pressure is sharp like ice and lingers even as the Coluan suddenly pulls away.

Lyle blinks up at his friend owlishly, sprawled back against the countertop. Jaw ajar and feeling more then a little ruffled. The only thing the static in his brain allows him to comprehend is how the outsides of his cheeks burns in sharp contrast to the chill on his tastebuds. It must show, it must all show, because Querl chuckles in a way that causes stomachs to drop into pelvises.

Or maybe that’s just Lyle.

“I’ll have whatever he’s having, it’s delicious.” Brainy calls casually to poor Tenzil, who was still gawking at them from the soda machine, absently overfilling a glass of root beer. 

[fire-fira]

DEFEAT THE BAT!!!! Querl and Lyle are both canonly queer; Bruce and Clark aren't. Vote to defeat the bat.

[honoure-1]

out here living his best life. ignore the loser screaming in the back

[paragonraptors]

more legion posting

[dabruzzy]

I just know he's been waiting to do this since she first showed up

[spandexinspace]

One man and his very small, super-specific harem.

Inspired by this:

[winterskywrites]

Greetings, may I request a Brainy/Lyle fic with Querl teasing Lyle about his fear of heights?

So teeeeeeechnically I'm not taking prompts right now, but I love Brainy/Lyle and I don't write it enough, so here's a little something!

"You do remember that you were the one who came up with the idea of flight rings, yes?"

Lyle swallowed hard. "Yes."

"And flight rings naturally mean that the user will use them to fly."

"You're not helping, Brainy."

"Don't call me that," Brainy - sorry, Brainiac 5 - grumbled. "And I'm not trying to help. I'm trying to understand how your mind failed to make the connection between flight rings and flight."

"It's not that I failed to make the connection," Lyle protested, "it's just that- I don't know, I didn't think it would be-"

"This high up?" Brainiac 5 asked dryly.

Lyle looked down and took a quick step back from the edge of the roof. "Yeah."

"The flight rings work," Brainiac 5 said, floating next to Lyle. "We know they work. You were fine with them when we were testing them in the lab."

"The lab wasn't twenty stories off the ground."

"Do you want me to push you? Would that help?"

Lyle scrambled further from the edge. "No, that would not help!"

Brainiac 5 - oh, that was too much of a mouthful, Lyle would keep calling him Brainy - floated off the edge of the roof. Lyle's heart leapt into his throat, even though Brainy remained exactly where he was and didn't even dip down a bit.

"The flight rings are fully functional. Every test has shown that. If we're going to show them to the rest of the team tomorrow, then they'll begin going into common usage. You'll need to use them then."

"Well, that's then," Lyle said stubbornly. "I don't need to use them yet."

Brainy sighed heavily, then he swooped over to Lyle and grabbed him. Lyle yelped and flailed, but Brainy was stronger than he looked, and Lyle found himself being carried bridal-style, floating a foot above the rooftop.

"If I hold you, will you be less concerned about falling?"

Lyle let out an incomprehensible, guttural noise. A traitorous, distracted part of his mind noted that Brainy's ability to carry him, while unexpected and a bit unnerving, was definitely not unattractive. He told that part to shut up.

"Don't squirm," Brainy told him firmly, then he flew past the edge of the building. Lyle clung to him tightly and fought the urge to close his eyes, but they didn't fall, not even a bit.

The flight rings worked. He knew they worked. They were flying, and they were safe. He could even let go of Brainy and fly on his own, and he'd be fine.

But Brainy was strong (and hot), and the ground was so very far below them, and Lyle figured he'd let him carry him a little bit longer.

[chaosbeetlefrontiers]

Been talking to @xenocrow about chunky Querl stuff and eventually that included chunky Lyle so have a chunky Lyle y’all.

And go check xeno out they’re really cool.

[somewherefornow]

QUERL DOX/BRAINIAC FIVE & NURA NAL/DREAM GIRL in LEGION OF SUPER-HEROES (2004)

[lemonyinks]

Querl thinks in the early hours of the morning

Brainy/Lyle oneshot

975 words

If there was one thing Querl loved about working on Earth, it was the way it sounded in the early morning. Crickets and birds chirping in unison, the gentle howl of wind breezing by, the rustle of the flora outside, the occasional whistle of a hover craft passing by outside. It was all so calming, so wonderful. Combined with the soft colours of the fading dawn, it was one of the things Querl looked forward to the most in the mornings.

But nothing would ever compare to the feeling of waking up in the arms of his lovers.

Though lined with muscle built up from years of hero and spy work alike, Lyle was warm and soft. He radiated a sort of heat similar to an over worked computer or a lit Bunsen burner. To anyone else, it may have been overbearing, but Querl ran cold, so it was perfect. Almost as perfect as the plushness he had to his stomach, which Querl loved to sink his head into during quiet moments like this.

It was hard to believe that not too long ago, Querl would go days, if not not weeks or months, on end without seeing another person entirely. Cold labs and uncomfortable chairs were the way he used to spend his days and nights. He used to deem it a waste of time to make the trip back to a room he couldn’t even call his own every night. Sleep was a luxury he rarely indulged in anyway, so what was the point?

Things were different now, though. Now, he looked forward to putting away his laboratory equipment, packing experiments and data away for the night in order to fall into bed with the man he loved. He could hardly imagine spending a night away from him anymore.

Lyle lay sprawled out across the bed, nude aside from a thin sheet covering his hips and bunching up under one armpit. His chest rose and fell in a gentle, repetitive motion. Querl was strewn partway on top of him equally as nude with his legs thrown over one of Lyle’s own and his head nestled on his collarbone, shoulder wedged under his other armpit.

His eyes trailed over every inche Lyle’s face. From lashes so long they delicately brushed his cheekbones, to the mole that sat at the corner of his right eye. From the round cheeks he loved to plant kisses on, flushed with the heat of the night, all the way down to plush lips, parted as light snores escaped them.

Querl let his hand come up to stroke the heated skin on his lover’s chest and travel downwards. Smooth, scarred, smooth, scarred, that was the pattern of his skin. Markings that varied from thin white slashes, to splatters of dark discolouration that took up significant space. Their origins were widely unknown to Querl. His touches were feather soft as his hand came to a stop near the other's navel, though they evidently tickled as Lyle’s lips twitched in his sleep and a soft giggle escaped him before his expression settled once more.

Querl draped his arm across Lyle’s abdomen and brought a hand down to hold him around the waist, using his thumb to gently stroke his hipbone, where lay one of his larger scars, which spanned from his navel all the way around to his back. He knew the origin of this one. A mission gone wrong back when he was still working for earthgov, not long before he had joined the Legion. Apparently diplomats did not take well to being spied on during elections.

Lyle took a deep breath and shifted, rolling onto his side to face Querl, and he moved with him to allow the change in position. Lyle's eyebrows momentarily furrowed before smoothing out again, still deep in sleep. They were so close now that their chests were pressed together, their noses brushing against each other. He could feel each puff of warm breath ghosting against his lips.

Querl brought a slow hand up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Lyle’s face before tucking the length behind his ear with a gentleness that few would believe he had the capability of displaying. It was getting longer, he noted. His usual mullet was shaggier, the back almost falling past his shoulders and his bangs touching down against his cheekbones. Beautiful as always.

He ran his knuckles against Lyle’s cheekbone and then cupped his cheek in one cold hand and swiped his under eye with his thumb, careful to not apply too much pressure. His heart soared when Lyle leaned into the touch with a soft noise.

His eyes flickered over to the alarm clock sitting on the bedside table over Lyle’s shoulder. The bright red numbers blinking at him incessantly told him that it was 4 in the morning, about an hour and a half before he and Lyle were to head into the lab for work.

There was a point in time where he would have simply climbed out of bed and headed in early to best optimize his usefulness, but now such things concerned him not. He could not think of a better way to spend his time than this. Now, he was content to press a soft, butterfly kiss to the spot between Lyle’s eyebrows and snuggle closer into his warmth. And he did just that, slinging an arm around Lyles waist and tangling their legs together.

He never thought he was capable of feeling a love like this, nor did he ever think it would be returned so strongly. He had previously resigned himself to a millennium of solitude before Lyle came into his life and lit it up with the light of a thousand stars. Querl loved, and he was loved in return. He couldn’t ask for anything more.

[radioactive-earthshine]

Lyle about Querl:

"Hello Lyle, that was disgusting," Querl said flatly and then several hours later at lunch he added. "Which sun and moon am I?"

[sewer-rat0]

This is exactly the thinking behind that, you're so right. Bonus points if Jacques does it exactly once in a situation where DC would let them both exist at the same time so they can scare the shit out of some poor Legionnaire finding a sheet ghost with an invisible wearer and assuming it's Lyle and then walking into the next room and seeing Lyle fully visible.

Like personally, on top of more semi invisible shenanigans, I want more two invisible kids shenanigans, teamwork makes the dream work. (The dream is convincing Brainy the lab is haunted or something)

I don't think DC let him do enough weird shit with his powers.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Bonus bc I did NOT plan to have this many

My Love is Your River: Orion goes on a quest with Lightray after he finds out Lightray has feelings for him. Orion attributes these newly-expressed feelings to the river of love near his home. (fourth world/new gods; Lightrion; fantasy AU)

this life and the next: Lyle writes Brainy a love letter. (losh; LyleBrainy; love letter fic/ oneshot)

HOT TO GO! : Thad joins camp counselors and struggles with romantic feelings for some of the other counselors. (losh/flashfam; canon divergent AU/camp counselor AU/no powers AU)

not fond of asking: Brainy takes care of a sick and unsuspecting Lyle. (losh; BrainyLyle; sickfic/ oneshot/no powers AU)

scars in the sky: Bart and Conner breakup fic. (yj98; KonBart; no powers AU/friends to lovers to friends)

orange liqueur: Todd takes Alan home from a bar after an unexpected phone call leads them to the same place. (jsa/infinity inc; no powers AU/oneshot)

Stawberry Moon: Ted Grant grows suspicious after a string of disappearances follow his son moves into his apartment. (jsa; horror au)

good humor: Jan Arrah gets to host book club and decides to give it a theatrical theme for fun. (losh; Shvaugn Erin/Jan Arrah; no powers AU/oneshot)

tantrum: Cassie Sandsmark has to babysit a three year old Artemis of Bana-Mighdall until Diana returns with someone who can change her back. (wonderfam; baby fic)

Kitten and Canary: After an eight-year-old Jade is left on Dinah's doorstep, Dinah finds herself sympathizing with Jade for the first time. The only problem is, she has to keep it a secret from Roy. (arrowfam; shrinkfic)

Platter: Garth describes the feeling of being devoured by his closest friends. (aquafam/fab five; cannibalism AU)

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[honoure-1]

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