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[wackyharpy]

Solicitude

Eric (Divergent) x Fem! Reader

Summary: Eric takes care of his girlfriend after the hard day.

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A/N: English isn't my native language. I'm obsessed with this man, oh gods! Needed to write something like this. I'd be very happy for your comments and reblogs. Enjoy :)

Warnings ⚠️

NSFW 18+, fingering, p in v sex, she/her pronouns.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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She enters their shared apartment late in the evening locking the door. Muscles all over the body ache after hard trainings with the squad she's part of. Their commander always keeps them fit.

She finished her initiation taking the third place on the rankings board. Such success for a girl, who was one of the two among other male initiates, ended up with her becoming a part of the squad of the special purpose for secret missions.

Since the day their commander chose her, he has never regretted. It was a right decision. She is smart and witty — former Erudite — calm and placid — a perfect person not to blab plans and inside scoop.

Additionally, she's the youngest leader's girlfriend.

To start relationships with Eric wasn't an easy decision, but two years have already passed and they're still together. Unexpectedly, Eric has turned out to be a simple person to live with. Yes, the character he has, sometimes drives her crazy, although it's not the problem that can't be solved. He's dominant, intimidating and frightening, as he was the first time she met him during the initiation.

Nevertheless, she's discovered much more other facets of his personality. He's not just that cruel leader everybody is used to seeing him. Eric can cook — the first thing that surprised her a lot. He's a good listener and adviser. He motivates her to work and to become a better version of herself — she appreciates time they spend together in the gym where he shares his knowledge of how to obtain skillfulness in fighting, shooting, plotting plans and strategies.

They've learned how to be a leader and a subordinate, a mentor and a student outside the walls of their apartment. But here, they're only Eric and her. Just a boyfriend and his girlfriend.

She walks deeper in the room greeting Eric who is finishing dinner in the kitchen area. Dim lights of lanterns illuminate the space along with the moon whose rays permeate into through the panoramic windows — their apartment is situated on the upper floors of Dauntless compartment.

She rubs red weary eyes with her calloused palms, and sits at the table in the dining area. Exhales heavily. Eric places a plate with baked salmon and veggies in front of her. He constantly pays attention to her diet for her to have energy and be healthy.

"Thanks," she smiles warmly.

Being a leader, he's never provided her with advantages that may assist her easily gain a position in Dauntless. Some people may consider, she got her place in the squad because of Eric, though that's not true. Her efforts are the reason she's there. The only benefits she has is access to products of high-quality, good clothes, domicile and protection.

She eats every now and then looking at sharp features of Eric's face, at his perfect nose and slightly plump lips, at his cheekbones which she adores to contour with the finger. Her eyes go down viewing vividly black tattoos on the neck. She feels how something is tugging in the lower abdomen.

"Eat your meal. Stop gazing at me," she hears his voice's deep timbre. Abruptly, her cheeks turn pink and she chuckles. She sees how a perfect line of Eric's lips twitches in a smirk.

"Salmon is really good," she praises dinner.

"Mhm... received two fresh fish this morning."

***

They finish dinner and clean the table, then do the washing-up together. Eric hides two plates in the shelf above the faucet and turns to her immediately embracing her little petite figure with his strong arms.

"Tired?" The serene tone of his voice soothes her.

She cuddles closer to his chest smelling a pleasant male scent, and just nods. She feels a soft kiss on her forehead, and then Eric rises her from the ground taking to the bathroom.

After brushing their teeth — they've got used to do all this plain routine together, the couple gets ready to take the shower. Eric turns on water and begins to undress her. She yawns finally feeling how much her muscles are strained, in need of rest. Hooded eyes watch how Eric attentively takes off all of her clothes, then undresses himself.

He's not a type of guy to say "love you" and other sweet nothings about his feelings, but she doesn't need that. She's got used to his own tongue of showing love and affection.

Before stepping into the shower cabin, Eric checks the temperature of water, only then leads her inside along with him. She closes her eyes relaxing under warm streams realizing how much her body's got exhausted. Eric massages her shoulders gently once in a while placing kisses on them, her neck, or back. He helps to soothe knots in her strained muscles. She sighs contendetly leaning back on his powerful chest. She feels that Eric is smiling, feels his tender touching on her hips and stomach. She enjoys such moments when he takes a lead, dominates but gently, and looks after her. At times like this, she feels safe and peaceful.

After the shower, he dries her wrapping in the soft towel. Eric takes her face and kisses her affectionately and possessively.

"Fancy sex?" His look is demanding and piercing.

She bites her lower lip that doesn't escape Eric's attention.

She nods, also adding:

"But I'm too tired to be active in bed."

He is silent for several seconds, just rubs her cheeks with the thumbs. Then responds:

"I'll take care of you."

With these words, he leads her to their bed that stands opposite the floor-to-ceiling windows. She sinks in the black linen that smells of them. After coming into contact with the duvet, her head and eyelids suddenly feel heavy. Drowsiness washes over her, foggy curtain falls onto her eyes.

Eric lies beside her and she immediately snuggles her nose into his bicep closing her eyes, giving her whole body to him. He unwraps the towel revealing her steamed, after the shower, body.

His calloused hand creases her breasts, plays with her already hard nipples and then goes down reaching her labia. Eric rubs them leisurely watching her reactions. She's a bit sleepy, though still reacts to his movements gasping quietly. He finds her pulsating clit giving it proper attention until her pussy is wet enough to insert two fingers inside. Her moist insides welcome them and he starts gentle but steady movements back and forth. She breathes out, moans a little, and Eric looms his head over brushing his lips against hers.

"Like it?"

"Mhm," she cuddles closer, still keeping her eyes closed.

"Open your legs wider," he commands whispering.

She obediently does as he orders. His thrusts become faster. She feels hotness rushing to her core, something tugs, then her walls clench, and she releases sticky juices orgasming. She exhales heavily feeling pleasant relief.

Eric takes out his fingers spreading clammy liquid of her pussy all over her entrance and inner labia. He pumps his already hard dick for some time and settles himself comfortably between her lean legs. He rubs pinkish head of the cock against her drenched folds, then starts intruding with his member inside.

Eric bites his lower lip feeling how her enjoyable tightness wraps his member. They both gasp. He looms over her hiding her safely from the world conquering all her senses with only his presence.

"Eric..." sweet moan of hers.

His thrusts are slow and gentle — he's not planning to make rough sex tonight. He wants her to enjoy herself, relax, and ultimately sleep peacefully.

[the-bi-library]

Here is the part 2 of my bi4bi books posts!

Books listed

Truly Madly Deeply by Alexandria Bellefleur The Stand-Up Groomsman by Jackie Lau Something Like Love by Christina C. Jones Bidding for the Bachelor by Jackie Lau Mistakes Were Made by Meryl Wilsner You Made a Fool of Death with Your Beauty by Akwaeke Emezi Have Me Forever by Ally Blythe Everyone's Thinking It by Aleema Omotoni Heat Wave by Elyse Springer An Act of Devotion by A.M. Leibowitz Passion Over Power by Karmen Lee Party Favors by Erin McLellan Winning Move by Skye Kilaen False Notes & Broken Frets by Elle Bennett Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli Off the Record by Camryn Garrett The Perfect Crimes of Marian Hayes by Cat Sebastian The Hellion's Waltz by Olivia Waiter The Electrical Affairs of Dr. Victor Franklin by Catherine Stein Trouble by Lex Croucher Guarding the Countess by Jess Michaels I Wish You All the Best by Mason Deaver Things We Couldn't Say by Jay Coles The Lost Girls by Sonia Hartl Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco Cutting Your Teeth by Caylan MacRae A Dowry of Blood by S.T. Gibson Death Warmed Over by M.L. Eaden The Blood-Born Dragon by J.C. Rycroft The Dragon’s Devotion by Antonia Aquilante The Envoy’s Honor by Antonia Aquilante Til Death Do Us Bard by Rose Black Baptism of Fire by Jessie Thomas The Brilliant Death by Amy Rose Capetta The Fire's Stone by Tanya Huff Water Horse by Melissa Scott Silverglass, No. 1 by J.F. Rivkin Cool for the Summer by Dahlia Adler Wild by Hannah Moskowitz In The Event of Love by Courtney Kae A Lot Like Adiós by Alexis Daria Fandom by Eden Finley Dare to Live, Dare to Love by Nicole C. Moon Beautiful World, Where Are You by Sally Rooney This Is Why They Hate Us by Aaron H. Aceves Meeting Her Match by Liz Lincoln Wild Pitch by Cat Giraldo Don't You Dare by C.E. Ricci Road Rules by Brigham Vaughn Fire Season by K.D. Casey Home Plate by Christina Lee Blindsided by Eden Finley

[hologramcowboy]

Debunking fandom rumors: Erin and Jensen

It has come to my attention that someone is creating multiple accounts and posing as ITK while claiming that Erin and Jensen have hooked up or have a love story. It seems some bloggers and users actually adopted this person's narrative without digging deeper and asking for evidence. My reason for this post is I have received asks and dms from people actually falling for these rumors and the stories behind them make absolutely no sense and there is zero evidence. I have also received warnings from the people who have, thankfully, not fallen for them and had things to share about the person responsible. There is a huge difference between speculating about your fav celeb and full on gaslighting people with made-up stories.

The story seems to vary a bit from person to person as it gets passed down by the people who have been misinformed. The web is so spun some have adopted these claims as truth. Let's debunk a few of those versions. Please note that I don't know them by heart and so they aren't super precise but the claim behind them is the same:

You may have heard that Erin posted about Austin and then deleted the post. - An actress going to Austin could be about an infinite number of events, from art to auditions to modeling etc. There is absolutely nothing out of the ordinary there because Austin is bustling with entertainment industry opportunities. Jensen was in the process of moving to Connecticut, moving involves preparing everything not just the actual move. If someone keeps insisting Erin was there for Jensen then please ask them for clear evidence and you will soon find there is none.

You may have been told that some woman who worked on set for the Boys caught Erin and Jensen in the act. - First off, Erin and Jensen barely intersected each other on set. Secondly, on-set crew signs NDAs. Thirdly, no professional actor would risk getting fired over flirting or anything related, that's a super fast way to get fired. A set is a professional environment. Most of all, people who are a part of the crew don't have so much access to the stars. They may get to interact and be around them when doing make-up, costume and other set-related situations but actors have their own designated areas and security is tight. Aside from this, rumors on a set travel at lightning speed and yet no such rumors about the cast ever surfaced. I can also add the fact that actors are trained to create chemistry and so they use various exercises to achieve this. Often, people end up believing they are in love precisely due to the powerful chemistry those exercises generate. Don't believe me? Cool, have a look here.

Some friend of a friend saw Erin in Jensen's lap in some social media post. All that was visible was the beard. 🤣🤦🏼‍♀- The beard belonged to Jai Courtney. No Jensen was involved.

Erin and Jensen got matching tattoos - In reality, Jai tattooed Erin's ankle, which had zero to do with Jensen. Here's a pic:

These are just a few examples, in some cases, the person sharing these rumors claims to be Jensen's hookup and that Jensen confided to her that he is involved with Erin. The person responsible for sharing these stories has multiple sock accounts and is posing as multiple people. The person has even resorted to stealing someone's online pictures to pose as that friend so as to differentiate one of her sock accounts from her original one.

Aside from this, this person has also taken to SM to harass the actors in their comment sections, in an attempt to make it seem as if the rumors have taken off. They have not.

Neither Jensen nor Danneel nor Erin deserved to be harassed over made-up stories. To avoid doxxing anyone involved, I have made this a general post to bring you awareness and give the person responsible a chance to reassess their actions and do the right thing. As mentioned in my disclaimer, I want to strongly remind everyone that anything you read online or on my blog or any other blog should be taken with a huge grain of salt. Just as when people contact you claiming they are Misha, Jensen etc. ask them for evidence and once they fail to provide it report and block. If someone contacts you to share gossip, stay grounded, ask questions, ask for supporting evidence and details, and make your own decision rather than adopting someone's idea of the truth. It's one thing to entertain a rumor and quite another to harass real-life people over adopting these rumors as truth. Gossip can be fun and entertaining but it should never, ever cross the line into slander, impersonation and other violations. Let's keep in mind that there are teenagers with naive perspectives, fans who suffer from erotomania or other mental disorders or people who simply lack information who might all fall victim to these machinations and suffer consequences. We all play a part in keeping fandom safe so let's exercise caution. Please stay safe online and help others do the same. I am feeling kinda tired so I apologize for not being able to compose this post as clearly as I wanted, feel free to DM me if anything is unclear.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

It Takes A Village

Fandom: YJ98, Flashfam, DC Comics

Summary: After witnessing Bart murder someone, his friends scramble to cover Bart's tracks and stumble upon an international scandal as a result.

(Minor background: Bart took a gap year, and Conner did two years of community college. This starts shortly after Bart's 19th birthday. So, Conner and Jenni are 20, Bart and Cissie are 19, Tim and Cassie are 18, I made Greta 17 for the sake of the fic, and Judy is 15. I decided to make Owen 22 and Thad 16 for plot reasons. Clark and Conner are brothers in this fic, and Clark is 12 years older for the sake of this fic, so he's 32.)

Chapters: 13/?

Characters: Bart Allen, Conner Kent, Judy Garrick, Jay Garrick, Joan Garrick, Cissie King-Jones, Cassie Sandsmark, Tim Drake, Greta Hayes, Jenni Ognats, Thad Thawne, Owen Mercer, Meloni Thawne, Clark Kent, Wally West, Linda Park, Courtney Whitmore, President Thawne

Relationship(s): KonBart, CissieCassie, WallyLinda

Additional Tags: Serial Killer AU, No Powers AU, Angst, Dark Comedy, Bart Allen Kills in This Fic, Minor Thad Thawne, Separated in Childhood, Some Smut in This

Chapter Thirteen: The Inside

Cissie offered to keep Thad in the morning for the following weeks, leaving Bart to do his early morning jogs on campus to clear his head. It’d been three weeks, and he’d just started getting into the rhythm of having Thad around. He parked in the lot and jogged on the track. It was the only time and place he didn’t feel hyper-aware of his surroundings. He let his mind fade to the feeling of his heart pumping, his lungs expanding, the wind blowing through his hair. Sweat dripped down his temple and his chest. After half an hour on the track, Bart showered in the locker room. It was just him, so he took his time washing his hair and scrubbing his skin like he would before a kill. He didn’t put on the same clothes. Instead, he put on some baggy cargo pants and a baby tee Judy bought him at a thrift shop. He tossed on a baggy jacket, leaving it unzipped as he headed toward the parking garage. He stopped in his tracks when he heard footsteps. 

Bart didn’t look back, he just stood and listened. Nothing. So, he pushed forward toward his car. And that’s when he felt a sharp pain in his side. He turned quickly, startling his little female assailant. She staggered backward, letting go of the handle of the knife. Bart looked down, touching the handle of the knife in his side, and he took his palm and hit her ear before knocking her to the ground. She pulled the knife out, and Bart shouted for help. They were both disoriented, but she had the upper hand. Bart was losing blood and fast, but he didn’t really want help. He just wanted things to look right. He finally had a good fight on his hands. Someone to kill who’d give him a proper fight. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he reached for the knife. She slashed his forearm and the pain forced him to lose his hold on her. She pinned him to the ground raising the knife before driving at his throat. He caught her arms and struggled with her, yelling for help until a passerby stopped their car. They didn’t get close. Instead, they yelled for the girl to stop. Bart held the girl off with one arm as he grabbed her throat with the other, squeezing as hard as he could, but his hands were bloody, and he couldn’t get a good grip. 

The man at the scene yelled again for her to stop, and she broke loose from Bart’s hold and tried to drive the knife into his throat. Everything seemed to stop. And then, he caught a glimpse of her in the dark. Her eyes were wild, but it softened something in Bart. He stopped trying to hurt her back and tears slid down the sides of his face. “ You don’t have to ,” Bart whispered, his eyes pleading. She tried to force the knife to his throat. The tip of the blade pricked his throat, drawing blood. Bart closed his eyes, as he started to let go. 

Something wet splashed across Bart’s face. The knife clattered to the ground beside Bart, and her weight dropped on him. He started hyperventilating as he lay there stiff underneath her lifeless body. His ears rang while the man tried to speak to him. Bart wouldn’t let him get close. “No… No, no, no… Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!” Bart screamed. “Don’t touch me!” The man backed away and called the police, explaining what happened. Bart hadn’t moved an inch until the EMTs arrived. Something about her death felt wrong. He thought he’d be satisfied, but he wasn’t. Her blood was all over him, mixed in with his. A mistake. Bart made a mistake.

**

When Bart woke up, the doctors asked their questions, and Bart fired off answers with his eyes closed. He slurred them a little, but things cleared up as he went. Barry sat by his side, squeezing his hand. “Huh?” Bart mumbled as he looked around. He felt a dull pain in his stomach and back that seemed to sharpen around the edges as he woke up. “Grampa?” 

“Hey, sleepyhead,” Barry smiled with tears in his eyes. “We were so worried about you.”

Bart moved to rest a hand on his forehead, but Barry stopped him. IVs. Right. Bart took a breath as he tried not to panic. He must’ve been out for a long time if Barry was there. “I feel weird… Where’s Thad?” Bart mumbled as tears made their way to the surface. “Is he—? Is he scared? I should’ve—.” 

“Bart, Thad’s with Cissie. I told them to go home. You were out for a long time,” Barry whispered as he rubbed circles on Bart’s forehead with his thumb. “Your grandma’s with them. Jay and Joan are on their way here, so we needed somebody home to pick them up from the airport.”

“Yeah? Judy, too?” Bart asked. 

“Judy, too. How are you feeling?” Barry questioned. 

Bart sank into the pillows as a feeling of relief washed over him. “What are they giving me?” Bart asked. 

“Morphine,” Barry replied. Bart hummed. 

“Hm… I’ll be upset about that later… Are you gonna stay with me?” Bart asked. “Does my boyfriend know I’m here?” 

“Your boyfriend knows. Cissie called him,” Barry answered. Bart took a shaky breath. 

Something strange crept over Bart. It started in his head and chilled him all over. Fear. Regret. “Oh, god… Grandpa. Please don’t leave me,” Bart whimpered. Bart’s heart rate went up as tears filled his eyes. 

“Hey… No, shhh . Shh . No,” Barry whispered, “I’m not going anywhere. Don’t worry…” Barry took Bart’s hand. “ Shhh … I’ve got you.” 

** 

A detective came in and asked Bart about the attack before nightfall. “I don’t know her. I—.” Bart felt something rough and flaky against his palm when he pushed his hair back, and he looked down at his palm. “Oh, god. This is her blood. Isn’t it? Did—? Is she dead?” 

“Listen, the witness at the scene said you did everything you could to fend her off. We just want to know why she attacked you,” the detective explained.

“I don’t know. I don’t even know who she is. I just—. Who is she?” Bart asked. His heart rate rose, and he took a deep breath to stave off the guilt and panic he felt. It wasn’t something he expected to feel. Everything felt wrong. He clutched his heart and shook his head. “There wasn’t any other way? I—. This feels wrong. She didn’t say anything. It was dark… She—.” Bart struggled for breath until Linda came in. 

“Okay, no more questions,” Linda replied as she stepped between Bart and the female detective. 

“I just—.”

“He’s done,” Linda snapped. The detective left the room, and Linda smiled at him. “Hey, Bart. It’s alright. Listen, we don’t have to talk about that right now. What matters is you’re okay.”

Bart hugged her before wincing. “The drugs make me feel like shit,” Bart cursed. 

Linda chuckled as she sat down next to him. “Yeah. The comedown is something awful. Isn’t it?” Linda asked. “Let’s get that heart rate down, though.” She pinched his cheek, and he smiled at her. 

“Do you remember when we met?” Bart asked. 

“How could I forget? You were going a thousand miles an hour trying to mess with everything. The fridge, the stove, my blow dryer… It was all so new. Wasn’t it?” Linda asked. Bart smiled and nodded.

“I never knew how big the whole world was… And you never made me feel like I was weird. I always liked you. I did. I’m sure I was a lot, but you always made me feel like I was good enough,” Bart whispered. 

“That’s because you are. You know, I think about you a lot. I worry sometimes because I know that there are things you went through that you—. Bart, I’m not stupid. I know there’s something you’re not telling us. I’m worried that you’re trying to deal with something huge all by yourself. I’m not gonna push you for it, but I want you to know our love for you is unconditional. Everybody came to see if you were okay. Everybody… Because we love you. So, if you’re hiding something that—.” 

“I think that girl grew up in the same building as me,” Bart confessed, “I’m not sure… And I probably won’t ever be, but I felt something break inside me when she died. I can’t explain it, but I—. I looked into her eyes. And I saw home.” 

“Bart, why—? You couldn’t tell the detective that because they’d find out you were here illegally,” Linda whispered. Bart nodded. “Oh, Bart. I’m sorry. I should’ve thought about that.” 

“It’s alright… I—. I don’t want you to think about that. Don’t tell anybody what I told you. Please, I don’t want anyone to know,” Bart whispered. 

“Not even your boyfriend?” Linda asked. 

Bart took a deep breath as he thought about Conner. His face twisted into a frown. “Conner… I don’t know. He’s probably worried enough as it is,” Bart whispered. He looked out the glass at a hooded figure hugging himself in the hallway. “Linda… Can you do me a favor and tell my brother to come here?” Linda touched his cheek with the back of her pointer finger before stepping outside. Thad looked away and took his hood off. Linda gently smiled, touching Thad’s forearm as she pointed to the door. Thad shrank and shrugged away as he said something in reply. Linda shook her head and looked at Bart. Bart coughed to clear his throat before Thad entered the room. 

“I’m gonna kiss your forehead,” Bart warned Thad as Thad walked over, his lip quivering as he approached. Bart opened his arms and hugged Thad before kissing his forehead. “And I’m never gonna do that again… Because it’s gross.” Thad chuckled. 

“It wasn’t that bad. Are you alright?” Thad asked. 

“I’ll be fine. The doctor talked to me when I got up and walked with him earlier. He said I’ll recover within six weeks if I do everything I’m supposed to,” Bart whispered. 

“Are you gonna send me away?” Thad asked. 

“You wanna stay with me?” Bart questioned in reply. Thad nodded. “I won’t let anybody take you away from me, then. It makes me feel good to know you wanna stay with me. Here.” Bart moved over. “Sit up here with me.” 

“Everyone’s here. Max and Helen, Owen, Mr. and Mrs. Garrick, Judy, Grandma and Grandpa, your friends, and your boyfriend. People like you,” Thad whispered as he climbed onto the bed beside Bart. “Wally and Linda… Their kids… I didn’t meet the man with the little girl. Wally’s friend.”

“Roy. I used to wish he was my dad… He took care of me for a while when I was younger. He took care of Grant, too. You met Grant, right?” Bart asked. 

“The big guy?” Thad asked. “He said you were his first real friend.”

“He was mine, too… Are you okay? Did you eat today?” Bart asked. Thad nodded. “Good. I’ve been worried about you all day.” 

Thad’s smile faded as he knit his brows together. “You have?” Thad asked. 

“Yeah. I kept asking Grandpa about you. I missed you like crazy. I got used to having you around me all the time. Is everybody being chill with you?” Bart asked. Thad nodded. 

“I kinda miss hospitals… Is that weird?” Thad questioned. Bart laughed. “It’s weird?”

“Yeah, but I get it. I don’t like it. I always feel like they’re not gonna let me leave. Funny thing is, they aren’t gonna let me leave. Not for a few days…” Bart sighed. “I’m glad you’re here.”

**

Conner came by the following day when Bart was awake with a container of liquid. “What’s that?” Bart asked. 

“I figured you’d be on a liquid diet for a little bit. Ma walked me through this on the phone last night… I tasted it this morning. It’s good. Here, sit up,” Conner whispered as he set the container aside and propped Bart’s pillows up. “I heard you slept through breakfast.” Conner kissed his forehead. 

“They want me to wake up to eat, but they pumped me full of drugs to make me sleepy,” Bart muttered. Conner nodded, accepting that Bart would still be a little groggy and grumpy. 

“Well, you might feel better after you get a little taste of this. It’s not hot, but it’s warm. Here,” Conner whispered. He opened the container and held the spoon up to Bart’s lips. Bart softened and accepted Conner’s gesture. Bart sank into the pillows and pressed his palms to his eyelids. “Good?” 

“Mhm,” Bart whimpered. It felt like everything triggered the thought of that girl. She couldn’t have been his age. She had to be younger. “Her blood got in my mouth…” Bart let out a guttural noise between a groan and a whimper as he burst into tears. Conner set the container aside and put the spoon down on the top before leaning forward to hug Bart. 

“Bart, it wasn’t your fault,” Conner reassured him, “You’ve gotta eat. Your grandpa said you didn’t eat at all yesterday.” He pulled away, caressing Bart’s cheek. “Okay… We gotta get something in your stomach today.” Bart nodded, allowing Conner to wipe his tears away. 

He reached for the bowl of broth and started sipping spoonfuls on his own. “Thanks, Conner. I’m starving,” Bart whispered as he sucked in tiny breaths. Conner nodded. “It’s so good.”

“Thanks… I’ll let Ma know you liked it,” Conner chuckled, “Take it slow. There’s like two gallons of it at your place.” 

Bart nodded, locking eyes with Conner. “Conner?” Bart whispered. 

“I’m listening,” Conner reassured him. 

“We can’t… you know… For six weeks,” Bart replied. 

Conner nodded, gently urging Bart to keep eating. “Well yeah… Bart, you’ve been through a lot… And it’s not like I’m only with you for that. We were best friends first, and I like your company,” Conner reassured him. Bart grinned, trying not to laugh. “I know that made me sound like I’ve been married to you for forty-six years, which to me sounds wonderful, but I can look at you and tell that the idea of being old is hilarious to you for whatever reason. Drink your broth, Big Foot.” 

**

Barry took Bart home from the hospital, and Bart immediately took a shower to wash the blood out of his hair. He could hear Barry, Jay, and Max whispering outside the bathroom door. “I think there’s something he’s not telling us,” Max whispered. He sounded upset. 

“He’ll talk when he’s ready,” Barry replied. 

“I don’t know, Barry… Bart’s been more and more closed off lately. I can’t get him to talk about much of anything anymore. He’s more closed off now than ever. I’m scared for him… Barry, you saw him during family week. He was different, and he kept disappearing into the crowds… Getting separated from us,” Jay noted. 

“He’s an outgoing kid. Very popular, Jay. He was probably saying hi to his friends,” Barry defended as gently as he could. Barry always wanted to believe the best of people. Bart hugged himself while he listened to them talk. 

“I know he’s your grandson, Barry, but Bart’s struggling. He’s been struggling the whole time. Four foster homes. The accidents. The whole situation before he left, and I—. Bart doesn’t talk about anything serious,” Max replied.

“I hate to say it, but it’s true, Barry. Bart isn’t doing well at all… And from what I’ve heard, he still hasn’t talked to the police about what happened. Something’s gotta give soon, or Bart’s gonna explode. I don’t know how he can just bottle everything up and—.” 

Bart opened the door. “Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Max. Hi, Jay. I’m gonna try and get some sleep. I’m still feeling a little funny,” Bart whispered as he went to his room and climbed into bed. Conner looked up from his laptop as he typed his paper. 

“You look handsome,” Bart whispered as he lay down beside him. His mind was a million miles away. He killed twice during family week. A lab technician when he slipped away into the crowd during a fireworks show on campus. It was cold outside, so Thad had a hat on. He hit her with a hammer and carried her to an abandoned building. He pried the locks off and clipped the fence the night before. Everything happened so fast. Bart spent a lot of time thinking about how he’d go about things. He cut out her tongue and preserved it in formaldehyde. She wouldn’t tell him what he wanted to hear, so he decided that she didn’t deserve to have a tongue at all. He left her there, not caring if she was ever found. Then, he killed again after everyone went to bed. He snuck out to the ex-administrator of the laboratory, and they had a long talk. The man was old and unwilling to fight or run. It was easy. He said the children were part of an experimental project to see if they could breed children into becoming highly intelligent killers. It felt like an eternity between those killings, and Bart getting stabbed. 

“Baby?” Conner loudly whispered, calling him out of the memory. Bart gasped and blinked hard as he locked eyes with Conner. “Hey, you okay?” 

“Um… I—. I went to sleep. I was asleep,” Bart replied to convince himself. Conner kissed his cheek. 

“You were out of it for a little while. I fell asleep, and you were sitting up like this when I woke up. Are you good?” Conner asked. Bart nodded. “You sure?” 

“Uh-huh. Um… I think—. Conner, can you take me somewhere?” Bart asked. 

“Right now? Do you think that’s a good idea?” Conner questioned in reply. 

“Please,” Bart whispered. Conner sighed and kissed Bart before rolling out of bed and putting on his glasses. 

“Alright… Come on,” Conner whispered.

[it-is-i-zim]

May I ask you about n°22 -"your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores" for Captain Boomerang?

In short? His whole ass existence is ignored. He's my boy and he's often put in a dumpster and then that dumpster is set on fire and that on fire dumpster is then thrown onto a desert island and that desert island is full of demons that eat on fire dumpsters.

This is ESPECIALLY true when it comes to his comic counterpart. No one even wants to look in his direction unless they're a hater. For 2 years I've been fighting for my life about this man because everyone *cough cough* Tim Drake fans* couch cough* wanted to talk shit on him.

All I ever hear about is Kill the Justice League Boomerang. Don't get me wrong, I love him. He's everything I wish Comic Boomerang was, but it's only Kill the Justice League Boomerang right now. Up until like 2021, it was pretty much only Jai Courtney Boomerang, who I'm not particularly fond of btw. He literally does not even look like Captain Boomerang at all.

But in all seriousness, what the fandom likes to ignore is that he's a former Flash Rogue. For me there was always this sort of complex morality that I liked when it came to the Rogues, but because Captain Boomerang is most often Suicide Squad member, if he shows up at all honestly, that part of him is ignored in both canon and fanon. Canon writers want him to be a mercenary or an assassin so bad but it just doesn't fit him. And fanon doesn't want to touch him at all unless their a Tim Drake fan. Then they'll go overboard with the murder and the stabbiness.

Like... Captain Boomerang is not a killer unless put in extreme circumstances. That's how Rogues work. They aren't going around and killing innocent people and everyone acts like that's what Boomer does because he's killing people (usually fascist dictators btw. Not usually random people) for the US government. Not even of his own free will. He's got a bomb in his head and if he doesn't murder these people he's killed.

Even the game fucks this up btw, using Mirror Master and Top as examples of Rogues that'll be mad that Boomer killed the Flash. Like... If this is Evan McCulloch specifically... Do I need to remind the class he dressed up as Pied Piper to kill Pied Piper's parents to accuse Pied Piper of murdering his own parents? I know that's when he was one of Blacksmith's Rogues, but he's still a Rogue. And with Top... He tried to start a war between Rogues so Captain Cold, who literally made the no killing rule and is a stickler for the rules, murdered the Top. And if I learned anything from the story where Walter West as Dark Flash nearly kills Captain Boomerang... The Rogues can and will have the intention to kill a Flash if they're legitimately a danger to their safety. And Kill the Justice League Flash would have for sure killed countless people if not for the Squad killing him so honestly I don't think the Rogues would actually care at all. They just probably don't want to hear Boomerang brag about it constantly.

Also I would like if they elaborated on the giant humanoid snake people with prehensile tongues that live in the Australian Outback. What the hell I'm intrigued.

[autisticwizardwritings]

Hiiii!!

I'm Leo, or Leon. This is my first account on here for writing, so I thought I'd do an introduction since I see everyone else doing them!!

I'm new to writing for characters that aren't just my own, but I do have some (keyword: SOME) experience with fanfiction and such! My pronouns are he/they, and I'm a transmasc minor.

I think I'm mainly going to upload oneshots and headcanons for Total Drama (I've seen up to All Stars so far, but I'll update this anytime I finish another season!) but I'll also write for a few other things if requested :] (all fics will be gender neutral unless gender is specified.)

Things I WILL write:

Total Drama (seasons 1-5)

Ninja Turtles (2012 or 2018, but I'm better at 2018.)

FNaF? Maybe? Depends on what it's about, I guess.

Gravity Falls

Lego Ninjago

In Space With Markiplier, and all his series like that.

Jacksepticeye egos!!! I might need a little time to get back into it but I'll write some if requested!

Maybe some character x character? Depends on who and what, but I'm willing to give it a shot!

Character x reader (both platonic and romantic)

General character headcanons

Fluffy fluffy fluffy!!! I LOVE fluff. It's so much fun to write

Comfort! Both ways! (but I'm better at reader being comforted)

Probably more stuff I can't think of right now.

Stuff I WON'T write. No exceptions.

Any sort of smut. lemon, lime, whatever it's called. Absolutely not.

No suicide. Bothers me quite a bit. A self-harm comfort/recovery fic? Maybe, depending on how strong it is, but no suicide. Especially if it's like. romanticized. Get out and never come back if you do that with something like that. What the fuck is wrong with you. (I have in fact seen people do that.)

Just.. nothing gross, y'know? Nothing illegal. "Basic DNI criteria stuff", some call it.

No abuse??????? I've seen multiple people ask others for that on other websites and I just. Why would you want to read about yourself or someone else in that situation..? I don't get it.

No pedophilia, incest, or anything of the sort. That much should be obvious.

Um. I can't think of anything else at the moment, but I'll add more if I remember.

Characters I'll (try) writing for:

(feel free to request characters that aren't on this list, this is just here to show who I understand more and will be able to write for better.)

Total Drama:

Basically all the Total Drama cast, but I'll probably be best at:

Mike and any of his alters <3

Dawn

Lindsay

Blaineley

Katie

Noah

Cody

Beth

Brick

mmaybee Courtney or Gwen? Still trying to understand their personalities more.

Gravity Falls:

Dipper

Stanford

Mable

Wendy

Lego Ninjago:

Jay

Zane

Morro

Cole

Kai

Nya

Lloyd

Any fandoms I didn't specify in this list means that I'm willing to try and write for any of the characters. You can request characters that aren't on this list, but these are just the ones I'll be better at. <3

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Dawn of the Duelverse - (an alternate Post-Crisis DC Historia)

by IGeo An alternate history of the Post-Crisis DC Universe. The Anti-Monitor's mad dream of erasing positive matter from existence has been dashed. By all accounts, The Multiverse should've been made one. Instead, by some unknown means, mitosis occurred. Now what was five is only two. In the aftermath of the crisis, with the worlds of the Justice Society and Justice League dividing the spoils of the other surviving three between them, the new "Duelverse" finds itself settling into a new paradigm. Worlds have lived, worlds have died, and nothing will ever be the same. Words: 1205, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Justice Society of America (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Justice League of America (Comics), Infinity Inc. (Comics), Kingdom Come (Comics), Green Lantern (Comics), Superman (Comics), The Question (Comics), Power Girl (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, Multi, Other Characters: Judy Garrick, Jay Garrick, Alan Scott (DCU), Kent Nelson, Al Pratt, Kal-L | Earth-2 Superman, Bruce Wayne, Vic Sage, David Sikela, Kyle Rayner, Karen Starr | Kara Zor-L, Sandman (Character), Nathaniel Adam, Christopher Smith | Peacemaker, Jared Stevens, Jessica Cruz, Simon Baz, Doomsday (Superman), Ultra-Humanite, Amanda Waller, Ted Kord, Michael Carter (DCU), Peter Cannon, Sonia Sato, Sparkington Northrup, Yolanda Montez, Lyta Trevor-Hall, Koriand'r (DCU), Wesley Dodds, Jim Corrigan, Mar Novu | The Monitor, The Childminder, Matthew Tyler, Courtney Whitmore, Diana (Wonder Woman), Iris West II, Olivia Queen | Oliver Queen's Daughter, Avia | Scott Free and Big Barda's Daughter, Jennifer Pierce, Mar'i Grayson, Helena Wayne Relationships: Helena Wayne & Original Character(s), Kara Zor-L & John Constantine, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Mary Batson | Mary Bromfield & Freddy Freeman, Dinah Lance/Oliver Queen, Jennifer-Lynn Hayden/Kyle Rayner, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Pre-Crisis, Post-Crisis (DCU), Earth-2 (DCU), Earth-1 (DCU), Justice Society of America (DCU), Mentioned Teen Titans (DCU), What If? (Marvel Comics), Elseworlds, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Parallel Universes, Alternate Universe - 1940s, Earth-22 (Kingdom Come Comics), Documentation, Alternate History, Worldbuilding, Super Squad (Legacies), Superheroes via https://ift.tt/SdfeWmI

[ao3feed-supercorp]

Justice League: The Beginning

by IMAXStories

What if Earth-Prime wasn't just Earth-1 and Earth-38 merged? Instead, it is a different Earth with profound changes. And what if it's all due to Oliver staying alive?

(This story is formerly known as Heroes of Earth Prime)

Words: 1252, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Arrow (TV 2012), The Flash (TV 2014), Supergirl (TV 2015), Batwoman (TV 2019), Man of Steel (2013), Wonder Woman (Movies - Jenkins), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV), Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, F/F

Characters: Oliver Queen, Barry Allen, Kara Danvers, Sara Lance, Kate Kane, J'onn J'onzz | Hank Henshaw, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Tommy Merlyn, Laurel Lance, Felicity Smoak, Roy Harper, John Diggle, Nyssa al Ghul, Thea Queen, Patty Spivot, Cisco Ramon, Caitlin Snow, Ronnie Raymond, Hunter Zolomon | Jay Garrick, Iris West, Joe West, Alex Danvers, Lena Luthor, Winn Schott Jr., Lyra Strayd, Mon-El (Supergirl TV 2015), M'gann M'orzz, Diana (Wonder Woman), Nate Heywood, Lindsay Carlisle, Rex Tyler, Courtney Whitmore (DC's Legends Of Tomorrow), Ray Palmer, Ted Grant, Dinah Drake, Mar Novu | The Monitor, Margot (Batwoman), Luke Fox, Alfred Pennyworth, Alexandra (ofc), Lex Luthor

Relationships: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak, Barry Allen/Patty Spivot, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Lindsay Carlisle/Sara Lance, Kate Kane/Margot, Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Dinah Drake/Tommy Merlyn, Nyssa al Ghul/Laurel Lance, Winn Schott Jr./Lyra Strayd, Ronnie Raymond/Caitlin Snow

Additional Tags: other characters not mentioned in tags, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags

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[imgoldielikehawn]

HAPPY JAI THURSDAY YA FILTHY ANIMALS 😍♥️😍♥️😍

[wackyharpy]

Headcanon | Eric (Divergent) X Fem!Reader

Summary: You tell Eric that you're pregnant.

To find more stories — masterlist

9 years have passed since the 1st Divergent movie was released OMG!! And i still love Eric. I've read enough fics with him but pregnancy isn't common so i've decided why not? :) enjoy!

P.S. English isn't my native

You've been in relationships for about four years since your initiation when you transferred from Erudite.

Eric was that type of a person whom it's hard to develop the relationships with but you two managed to get used to each other and become a loving couple.

He has still remained dominant and intimidating, at times rough and cruel (not towards you) but as quite enough time has passed Eric opened his soft side to you.

Still you knew it would be difficult. For both of you. Though mostly for Eric.

Once you were talking about how other couples develop their relationships and decide have children. At this point, you noticed Eric's tension about the topic. He always refused to keep on talking about potential babies.

You were on birth control and Eric hated using condoms. Pills were more useful though as you hadn't always had opportunity to take condoms with you or to find one in the process of undressing each other.

Yes, occasionally Eric was horny. Other times EXTREMELY horny. You couldn't help but being grabbed and pressed to the cold wall of the dark alcove, or being locked in some closet and then Eric would fuck your brains out.

Life at Dauntless was never easy and hard work or long missions often took away your opportunity to take pills on time.

And Eric was so impatient and fucked you hard...

And often spilled inside of you...

And now you were sitting on the floor of the bathroom in your shared apartment looking with shoked round eyes at the pregnancy test. Your hands were trembling and you felt as if your heart could stop at any time.

You, ultimately, were Dauntless so you had to tell him.

That evening you were sitting in the kitchen having late dinner.

"Do you feel well?" Eric asked and you lifted up your head from the plate.

"Yeah, why?"

"It seems you don't have appetite," Eric pointed at your portion of food which you barely were eating.

You puckered your bottom lip and lowered your gaze at the plate again toying with your fork.

"Y/N..."

"Eric," you interrupted him and sighed heavily trying to collect your at that time chaotic thoughts together.

He was looking at you carefully and waiting.

"We need to talk," you put aside the fork and looked straightly in his grey eyes.

Your muscles were tensed and Eric noticed it. He said nothing, still was patiently waiting for you to continue.

"I am pregnant," it was all you said and then arrived long silence that suffocated you so much.

Eric's jaw clenched and he strongly squeezed his fork that you thought it might be bent.

"You hadn't been taking pills regularly," Eric stated coldly looking at the surface of the dining table.

"And you had been refusing to use condoms."

Eric immediately through at you his sharp gaze.

"Eric, we are both responsible for this. We have sex regularly and when people sleep together they have children."

"Fuck!" His voice was nervous. "You imagine how it sounds? You're pregnant, Y/N!"

"Thank you for pointing out," you snapped indignantly.

Eric drastically got up from the chair and stepped a little away from the table turning towards the windows.

You saw how his muscular back was tensed, you knew he was anxious and even outraged.

"I'm not ready to be a father." He stated coldly and sharply. This tone as though grinded your heart.

"I'm not ready to be a mother either. But, Eric... This is our baby." The last sentence you said almost whispering. Still you knew he could hear it.

Eric clenched his hands into fists and tsked. "Shit," he hissed and moved towards the door disappearing in the corridor leaving you alone.

That night you slept alone trying to block all intrusive thoughts that wanted to capture your mind while Eric was training hard in the gym till his knuckles were bleeding.

The following day you didn't see each other. He was busy with his leader's work so as you. But the day turned out to be shitty for you as intrusive thoughts, however, took hold of your mind.

What if you would break up and you would be a single mother? Should you terminate your pregnancy? Or should you shrugg off Eric and bring up a child by yourself?

Somehow you were able to finish your work and went back to your shared apartment where you were readying yourself to sleep.

You were sitting on the bed taking off your trousers when you felt somebody's presence. Turning your head you saw Eric standing at the door way looking at you attentively.

You ignored him and continued undressing.

"Y/N..."

"What?!" You suddenly cried out. "What, Eric? You wanna add something? I guess your yesterday's reaction was quite clear!"

Eric sighed heavily and came up kneeling down in front of you. His hands rested on your hips squeezing it lightly.

"Listen, I'm not gonna break up with you. Understand? I told you the truth yesterday that I'm not ready. I don't think I will ever be a good father."

"You can't know exactly, Eric." You placed your hand on his forearms.

Again silence hung between you. Eric was gently brushing your hips with his thumbs. You were looking into his deep eyes seeing hesitation. The Dauntless Leader was hesitating. He was uncertain and insecure about what future you may have. A baby? This was too much.

"Eric," you brushed his cheek smiling lovingly. "You are the bravest man I've ever known, but it's okay to be afraid. I see this fear and uncertainty in your eyes. And... I'm also scared. But I need you. We need you," you placed your right palm on your abdomen. "I need your support and protection."

It was clearly seen how Eric was thinking over everything, how pupils in his eyes dilated. He was figuring out what exactly he needed and wanted from this life. And he wanted you. He desired you. Loved you.

Eric straightened and touched your soft lips with his kissing you passionately. His left hand rested on your cheek and his right arm wrapped your waist drawing your body closer to his.

You felt safe in his embrace and his passionate kiss showed his love towards you.

"I will," Eric said breathing heavily after the kiss. He rested his forehead on yours looking straightly into your eyes. "I will support and protect you both." Eric layed his hand onto your stomach. "I promise."

Your heart melted again just like that time when he finally said that he loved you. You smiled happily and then it was your turn to kiss him. You were eagerly exploring his mouth with your tongue while your skilled fingers were unfastening his belt. You tore up your kiss cunningly looking at him. "I want you so badly, Eric. Now."

Contented smirk appeared on his handsome face and he layed you down on the bed looming over you. "Watch out, darling or I'll develop another kink."

"Which one?" You were running your fingers over his muscular chest under the T-shirt desiring to feel it bare against your breasts as soon as possible.

"Pregnancy sex," he sweetly whispered at your ear running fingers against your pubic bone directly to your clit.

!! I do not own the image nor do I claim to own it!!

[shadowcatgirl09]

Am I enjoying The Institute by Stephen King? Yes I am. Am I dreading when it becomes a movie or tv show? Hell yes

[poedamneron01]

GEORGE HARKNESS X F!READER

Summary: reader and Digger meeting for the first time while on the first mission of Task Force X (set during 2016 Suicide Squad), reader has catwoman/blackwidow like abilities.

TW: swearing

Captain Boomerang AU/Masterlist.

“Welcome to Task Force X.” Rick Flag explained too the convicts of Belle Reve prison that were stood in front of him “You all work for me now, you piss me off or vex me I blow your heads off.” Flag stated as Harley raised her arm to talk. “Flag, you have one more addition too your team, she is pulling up now.” Waller spoke over the comms in his ear as a pickup truck pulled up, with a singular crate strapped to it.

“Copy.” He replied as the crate was lifted up and placed on the ground, where guards surrounded the box and crowbarred it open. “This is Y/N L/N, our final member.” Rick read off his small iPad as the new member didn’t move.

“Oh yeah, nice mate, is she invisible or somethin?” George asked with his arms crossed over his chest, earning a cackle from Harley, before a soldier stomped over, kicking the crate and it slammed sideways onto the concrete and you rolled out and landed on your feet with ease.

You looked up through your curtains of hair covering your face “L/N, welcome to Task Force X.” Flag stated and you stood up, pushing your hair behind your shoulders “Well gee, thanks for havin’ me colonel.” You smirked before walking over and getting in line beside your new teammates.

“Your shit is over there, get changed and grab anything you will need for a fight, we are wheels up in ten.” He finished before walking away and allowing the group to grab their things.

“G’Day.” A husky voice spoke from beside you, causing you to look up slightly and meet the blue eyes of a man wearing a white singlet “Hey.” You responded as the pair of you walked over towards your crates, which happened to be beside one another.

“What are you in for love?” You recognised his Australian accent and your stomach fluttered, you always had a thing for guys with an accent. “Lets just say some rats had a hand in my doing.” You responded while pulling open your crate to reveal your belongings.

You watched as he too began pulling out his stuff, slipping on a blue jacket that read ‘CAPTAIN’.

“How about you, Captain?” You asked sending him a smile and he grinned back “Lets just say some red streak who disagrees with a poor man playing Mahjong with his nanna, peacefully.” You laughed and squatted down, pulling out a black all in one stealth suit with a grumble.

“I’m George by the way.” He added after a few seconds, extending his hand out towards you “Y/N.” You responded and slid your hand into his, shaking it a few times before reluctantly pulling away. You pulled out a pair of black boots that matched your suit before standing up and looking around.

“Is there anywhere I can go to get changed?” You yelled out and received no response, causing you to groan in annoyance “Come ‘ere, I promise I won’t steal a peep.” George mumbled so low that only himself and you could here.

You sent him a pointed look “How are we possible going to do this?” You asked him confused, as where you all stood was so open “I’ll use my coat?” He replied and cocked his eyebrow “Well I have on panties and a bra, I’m sure it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” You licked your lips and walked towards him.

George wouldn’t lie, you were pretty stunning if he had to admit, nothing like he had seen before. The fact that you were like him, had him feeling more and more infatuated with you. He pulled his heavy, long coat off and allowed you to walk forward, and once you were close enough he held the coat out and around you.

“You know, usually I don’t let a guy see me like this till the first date.” You remarked in a teasing tone and George grinned “Only the first date?” He asked as he tried his damndest to look anywhere but you.

“People don’t use me George, I use them.” You told him as you slipped your prison clothes off and replaced them with the skin tight, black stealth suit. As you pulled it over your shoulders you looked up at George “Can you zip me up?” You asked him with a kind smile.

He looked down and your eyes met his and he stuttered for a few seconds before nodding “Uh, yeah.” You silently laughed at his response as he pulled his jacket back around him, before you felt his rough fingers brush the skin on your lower back, before he pulled the zipper up.

“There you go love.” George let his hands fall by his side as you spun around on your toes “Thank you.” You spoke genuinely as you leaned down and slipped on your socks and boots, tying them up with a huff. “How about we get to know each other? Eh? Could be our last day on this shitty Earth, lets make it a decent one with good company?” George was surprised by his words but now he had to roll with the punches.

You stood back up after attaching holsters to your legs and slipping in small handguns “Is this a date?” You asked with a playful smile and George rolled his eyes “Darlin’, I think it is safe to say we speak the same language, and you are a very pretty woman.” He tried to reason and you chuckled as you began arming yourself with knives and guns and ammo.

“Okay.” You agreed finally and you weren’t so sure he heard your answer “I mean, I’m not afraid to say this might be a fucked up first date, but if you don’t want to I’m cool with that, I was taught to respect women.” He rambled on and you stepped closer to him.

“George,” you interrupted and he looked down at you with his hands propped up onto his lips “I want to get to know you.” He was taken by surprise as Flag walked back over “Time to go dirtbags.” He called walking towards the cargo helicopters.

“Save me a seat will you?” You asked him sweetly, cocking your head to the side and blinking innocently and he nodded “Yeah, sure darlin’.” He turned and walked off, allowing you to admire his tall and well built frame.

Maybe if you guys could get away after this mission, without dying that is, you could work something out, but that was for another time.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

It Takes A Village

Fandom: YJ98, Flashfam, DC Comics

Summary: After witnessing Bart murder someone, his friends scramble to cover Bart's tracks and stumble upon an international scandal as a result.

(Minor background: Bart took a gap year, and Conner did two years of community college. This starts shortly after Bart's 19th birthday. So, Conner and Jenni are 20, Bart and Cissie are 19, Tim and Cassie are 18, I made Greta 17 for the sake of the fic, and Judy is 15. I decided to make Owen 22 and Thad 16 for plot reasons. Clark and Conner are brothers in this fic, and Clark is 12 years older for the sake of this fic, so he's 32.)

Chapters: 11/?

Characters: Bart Allen, Conner Kent, Judy Garrick, Jay Garrick, Joan Garrick, Cissie King-Jones, Cassie Sandsmark, Tim Drake, Greta Hayes, Jenni Ognats, Thad Thawne, Owen Mercer, Meloni Thawne, Clark Kent, Wally West, Linda Park, Courtney Whitmore, President Thawne

Relationship(s): KonBart, CissieCassie, WallyLinda

Additional Tags: Serial Killer AU, No Powers AU, Angst, Dark Comedy, Bart Allen Kills in This Fic, Minor Thad Thawne, Separated in Childhood, Some Smut in This

Chapter Eleven: The Road to Hell

Bart lay motionless for nearly an hour, staring upward with laser focus. His mind played over everything he’d planned, and he kept his breathing even and slow. The door opened, and he heard a weak cough, Bart waited for the car to go dark as he raised up. His arms rested on his chest as he used his stomach to raise up, gently and quietly to keep from shaking the car. By the time the man noticed him, it was too late. Bart pulled the cord tight around the man’s neck, He leaned back, bearing down as he tightened his gloved grip on Dr. Donnovan’s neck. The man struggled for air and a grip on the cord, fighting for nearly two minutes before he lost consciousness. Bart held on for several minutes before he finally let go. The man was dead. Undeniably dead. Bart got out and opened the front door. Bart took a melon baller and scooped the man’s injured eye out. He set it on the dashboard, a tongue in his back teeth as he focused on the act. He shut the door with his hip and quickly shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked out the opposite end of the alley before placing his soiled gloves in a plastic zip-sealed bag. He walked to his grandfather’s office and washed the coveralls and gloves in the washing machine twice while he showered. 

The ice-cold water kept him calm while his adrenaline pumped. He slowly turned the water up as he deep cleaned. Despite wearing gloves, Bart still insisted on scrubbing his hands. He conditioned his hair, trying to calm himself down, but he was giddy and warm inside. The warm water didn’t help, so he turned the water down again, rinsing and scrubbing his body under ice water until he started shaking violently. Bart moisturized his skin, putting powder on, and lightly spritzing himself with cologne.

He stashed a few pairs of underwear in the locker and dressed in another one of Barry’s sweatsuits. He put the coveralls in the dryer. His sweatpants fit baggy and the sweatshirt swallowed him, but he left in them as soon as his coveralls were dry and put away. Bart’s car was parked out front with his travel bag in the car, so he drove straight from there to Conner’s. 

He was a day early, so Conner didn’t expect him. His hands shook and his heart pumped as he approached Conner’s dorm apartment. He called Conner, so he wouldn’t wake Cassie and Greta. And Conner crept to the door, half-asleep and smiling. “You said you’d be here tomorrow mor—.” 

Bart kissed Conner’s neck as he reached underneath his shirt. “Take your clothes off,” Bart whispered as he kissed Conner's neck, up his jawline to his lips. He rubbed the front of Conner’s shorts as he begged. “Please…” Conner pulled away. 

“Not here… You’re gonna wake the girls up,” Conner whispered. Bart let his teeth graze Conner’s neck as he breathed on him. “Let me show you my room.” 

Bart followed Conner to the bedroom where he dropped his bag and stripped down to nothing, and he lifted Conner’s shirt, kneeling on his uninjured knee as he kissed Conner’s stomach, his lips dragging against Conner’s belly button down to his waistband. Teeth caught Conner’s waistband, and Bart pulled his basketball shorts off with his mouth, his chin grazing Conner’s bulge on the way down. Conner stopped him. “What are you doing here?” Conner chuckled. 

Bart looked up, blinking hard as Conner pulled him to his feet. “I couldn’t sleep… I got so hard on the drive here just thinking about you—.” Bart stopped mid-sentence to pull Conner’s shirt off. “Why do you still have your clothes on?” 

Bart lifted him up before falling onto the bed. Bart kissed Conner all over, his mouth open and hungry, tongue tasting skin, teeth gently biting tender flesh. “Don’t stop,” Conner whispered. 

Bart nodded, spreading Conner’s legs to kiss his inner thighs. He lay on his stomach while he did it, grinding against Conner’s sheets as he came up for air. Conner reached into a tin lunchbox and gave Bart a condom. Bart was impatient, returning to Conner’s inner thighs. He sucked and kissed them, and Conner spread out on the bed, reaching out to clutch the sheets. Conner accidentally grabbed the remote, turning on the TV, and it drowned out his moans. “I missed you too… but if you don’t slow down—.” Bart pressed a knuckle to Conner’s taint as he took Conner into his mouth. Conner’s toes curled, and he arched into Bart’s mouth. Bart bobbed a few times before rising up for air. 

“You can cum. It’s okay… Whenever you want…. Wherever you want,” Bart whispered, almost begging. 

“I—.” Conner patted the bed, searching for the condom he dropped, and he touched Bart’s chest with it. Bart gripped his thighs, pulling him close as he thrust inside him. “Bart—. Fuck.” 

Bart pulled out, unsatisfied with their position, and he flipped Conner onto his stomach. Before Conner could catch his breath, Bart grabbed his hair, pulling him up by wrapping his arm around Conner’s chest, and driving into Conner by rolling his hips and stomach. Conner gasped, surprised at how fast and rough Bart moved. Bart wrapped a hand around Conner’s dick, licking Conner’s neck as he pumped into him. Bart grunted. “Cumming,” Bart groaned. Conner fell onto his palms, and Bart stroked Conner faster before stopping to spit into his hand. Conner reached for a towel with just seconds to spare before he collapsed into the pillows. 

Several minutes passed in silence. Conner lay on his stomach, his eyes drooping, and his body warm. Bart caught his breath, but he couldn’t turn off his mind. As soon as Conner started to nod off, he felt Bart grinding against him. “Bart?” Conner chuckled. 

“Please… More,” Bart mumbled as he kissed Conner’s shoulder. Conner lay on his back, gently stroking as he looked at Bart. “Can you—?”

“I can…”

**

Conner trembled as Bart kissed his neck and shoulders. “Okay,” Conner sternly whispered. 

“Okay?” Bart asked.

“I’m exhausted,” Conner answered. Bart lay on his side, pushing Conner’s bangs out of his face. 

His eyes softened as he looked Conner over. “Did I hurt you somewhere?” Bart asked. He could make out a few bruises on Conner’s thighs, and he frowned at Conner’s ruddy and sweaty appearance. 

“No. No, you didn’t hurt me… I just didn’t expect—. It was crazy,” Conner laughed as tears streamed down his cheeks. Conner couldn’t catch his breath, his body and mind were completely overstimulated by their exchange. Bart sat up. “Oh no, I’m not… I just need to cool down. You didn’t hurt me. No… I’m just a little overwhelmed. Let me catch my breath for a minute.”

Bart grabbed his sweatshirt off of Conner’s desk and offered it to Conner to keep him warm. “I’m sorry. Maybe I could get you—. I won’t do this—.” 

Conner pulled Bart into his arms, and he kissed Bart’s cheek. “You didn’t hurt me. I promise. You didn’t do anything that I didn’t like. I promise… How are you feeling? Do you feel better?” Conner questioned as he wiped the sweat from Bart’s brow. 

“I feel better… I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” Bart replied. “You’re so soft.” 

“That’s because I’m sleepy,” Conner whispered. 

“Okay… Goodnight,” Bart whispered. Bart got up, searching his bag for a sleeping pill, and he took one with water. Conner was fast asleep before Bart returned to the bed, and he climbed in, closing his eyes as he allowed sleep to flood in. 

**

Bart woke up before dawn, stretching out and glancing down at Conner who hadn’t moved an inch since they fell asleep. He pulled the blankets over Conner’s shoulders before going to shower and brush his teeth. 

After he got dressed, he joined Conner, sitting beside him. Conner smiled, still half-asleep as he reached for Bart. “You smell so good,” Conner mumbled. 

“Thanks,” Bart whispered. He traced the line of Conner’s jaw. “Gorgeous… Good morning.” 

“It’s morning?” Conner questioned. 

Bart chuckled, reaching under the covers to rub Conner’s back. “Do you want breakfast in bed?” Bart offered. Conner opened one eye. 

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Conner grinned. Bart scrunched down beside him, looking him in the eyes as he moved close enough to almost kiss him. Close enough for Conner to lose his breath. 

“I just want you to know how important you are to me… And I want bacon,” Bart replied. Conner laughed. 

“Eggs and pancakes too?” Conner asked. Bart smiled, his lips brushing against Conner’s. 

“Keep talking like that, and I’ll never leave,” Bart teased. “Go shower. I’ll start breakfast.” 

**

Greta yawned as she left her room, smelling the bacon, and she shuffled toward Bart with her eyes shut. Greta’s head drooped forward drowsily against Bart’s back. “Good morning,” Greta mumbled. 

“Are you hungry?” Bart asked. Greta opened her eyes and squealed as she embraced him. Bart chuckled. “I missed you too.”

Bart turned toward her, pressing his cheek to the top of her head. “When did you get here?” Greta asked. 

“Two-ish. How’s school?” Bart asked. 

Greta stood on her tiptoes, looking at the bacon sizzling in the skillet. “School’s fine. I’m taking a film class. I think you’d enjoy it. We’re in this unit called Elements of Genre. It’s a two-term class. At the end of this unit, we have to write a paper on our favorite genre and pick a few key elements from a movie of our choice. Conner said you were a good writer, so I was wondering if you’d proofread it for me when I’m done,” Greta requested. Bart turned the fire off and turned his attention to the eggs. 

Bart grinned at her. “I’ll do you one better... When you pick a movie, I’ll watch it with you. How about it?” Bart offered. Greta nodded excitedly before she noticed something… And she always noticed something. Even if she didn’t say anything. She cocked her head, letting her pursed lips tilt to the side. “What’s wrong?” 

“You’re different… Why are you different?” Greta asked. 

“I was sick last week… But I’m better now,” Bart answered. 

She shook her head. The distinct glimmer in her downturned eyes told Bart everything he needed to know. Greta saw the shift in his behavior, but she couldn’t attribute it to anything he’d seen or done. He pinched her cheek and turned away from her, trying to keep her from digging further. “You’re happier today. A lot happier,” Greta whispered. Bart pinched her cheek between his pointer finger and middle finger knuckles. 

“Does it scare you?” Bart asked as he leaned forward. Greta shook her head. 

“You don’t scare me,” Greta grinned. It set Bart’s heart at ease. “Cassie’s still sleeping, but I can wake her up.” 

Bart turned the fire low, and he shook his head. “Do you think she’ll mind if I go in there to talk?” Bart asked. Greta shook her head. “Can you do me a favor and watch the eggs? I’ll come back.” Greta took the spatula from him, and he left the kitchen. 

He entered Cassie’s room and nudged her. She opened her eyes and jumped. “Bart, oh my—. When did you get here?” Cassie asked. 

Bart scrunched his nose up as he grinned. “Two. I didn’t wanna wake you guys up, so I texted Conner. I couldn’t sleep, so I got on the road... If you don’t want me here, ” Bart teased, “Sorry, Cissie couldn’t come. She had a game.” Cassie hugged him. 

“That’s alright. How are you? You were sick,” Cassie replied. 

Bart softened. “I’m good. It was an overexertion thing,” Bart replied. Cassie frowned and nodded. “If I rest any more, you’ll have to put me in a coffin. I’ll bring you guys breakfast in a minute.” 

**

Bart typed his paper for class while Conner did chin-ups in the doorway. The news played in the background, and Conner watched quietly. Bart’s phone rang, and he answered. “Hi, Thad,” Bart greeted him warmly. 

“My doctor is dead… Dr. Donnovan was—.” 

“Which one is that?” Bart interrupted. He hated lying to Thad, but he refused to pull him into a mess. 

“I want to talk to you. I have to tell you I’m scared,” Thad cried. 

Bart sat up straight. “Don’t be upset. I’ll get you a ticket here if you need me. I’m not home until Monday, but you can come here then. Will you be okay until then?” Bart questioned. Thad sobbed and gasped. “Thaddeus, breathe. I promise you can come with me as soon as I get home.” Conner dropped down from the chin-up bar, and he cocked his head. 

“I can wait,” Thad cried. 

“Good… Now, give the phone to Helen or Max. I gotta explain this to them,” Bart gently commanded. It hurt his heart, and he had to step up and do something to make it better. 

He listened as Thad gave his phone to someone, and he could hear Helen’s boyfriend in the background. “Bart, what’s going on? Thad won’t explain anything to me, but he’s been hysterical since he woke up this morning,” Max asked. 

“He wants to stay with me for a little while, but he’s afraid you’ll say no. I told him I’d fly him out on Monday if it’s alright with you. I’ll take him to class with me,” Bart offered. 

“What’s going on?” Max questioned. 

Bart sighed. “I’m not sure… He sounds like he’s freaking out, though. I don’t want him worrying himself sick. Let me fly him out on Monday, Max,” Bart pleaded. 

“Okay… How long do you plan on keeping him?” Max asked. 

Conner wiped his face with the bottom of his shirt before kissing Bart’s temple. “Um… I don’t know. Maybe a week. I’ll call you beforehand if something changes,” Bart answered. Max hummed.

“You know what, Bart? I’m proud of you. I’m glad you’re offering to look after your brother,” Max whispered. 

Bart lay back on the floor. “It’s good… Let me give him the good news,” Bart replied. His stomach was in knots as he listened to the exchange. 

“Max said it’s okay… I’ll pick you up from the airport Monday afternoon. I’ll send your ticket tonight. Don’t talk to Mom about the doctor who died. Why’s that got you in knots anyway? Stupid sprokking doctors were evil. I hope they all—.” 

“Bart, don’t… Grandpa might—. I think Grandpa’s going to send people to look into it. Retrieval people,” Thad whispered. He seemed much calmer, but Bart could hear the fear in Thad’s voice. 

“What the hell do you mean? What do you mean retrieval people?” Bart asked. 

Thad didn’t say anything for a long time. “The people that killed our father and aunt… And people from the observatory. Lawyers and doctors. Scientists. I think it’s an observatory kid. It has to be. What if they—?”

“No one will ever hurt you again. Do you hear me?” Bart asked. “I will never let anyone do anything bad to you ever again. I love you, and I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore. Go pack. I’ll call you again before bed.”

“Okay,” Thad replied, “Bye.”

“Bye,” Bart whispered before hanging up. He groaned and pressed his palms to his eyelids. 

Conner leaned over him. “What’s the matter, hon?” Conner asked. 

Hon. That was cute. Bart smiled, but it didn’t take away the anxiety of Thad’s situation. “My brother’s freaking out. He wants to stay with me for a little bit. I said yeah,” Bart mumbled. 

“Do you regret it?” Conner asked. 

“Nuh uh… He’s my baby brother. I knew he’d end up staying with me once I moved out this way… He’s just a kid. I just—. I didn’t realize how much I cared. I just offered to fly him out. I don’t know why I did that,” Bart mumbled. 

Conner pulled Bart up into his arms. “I love you. I sometimes forget how big your heart is. I need you to know that,” Conner whispered, “You’re gonna be fine.” 

Bart didn’t say anything as he let his weight drop into Conner’s arms. Conner kissed Bart’s cheek, pressing his nose to the side of Bart’s face. “Can you tell me again?” Bart asked. Conner smiled. 

“You’ll be fine… And Thad will be, too. You know, this makes me think about Clark and the little bit of time that I stayed with him. Bart, take it from me. Sometimes younger brothers just want to know they mean something to you,” Conner whispered, “I try to pretend I don’t care, but I look at Clark like he’s perfect. I try to look for the flaws sometimes, but I know it’ll just—. Sorry. It’s not—.”

“No. Don’t apologize. I want to hear it,” Bart whispered. Conner smiled against Bart’s cheek. 

“I’ve been through so many phases because of Clark. At first, I wanted nothing to do with him. I was hit with so many comparisons that I was convinced I had to be his polar opposite to be seen as my own person… And then some... stuff happened that made me want to—. I didn’t want to be me, but he figured it out pretty fast. I think it made us close. We both had stuff going on at the time, and Clark was really understanding when I finally told him everything I’d been going through,” Conner explained. Bart didn’t press for Conner to elaborate. He worried that it would only open up old wounds. Without words or any idea of an appropriate response, he took Conner’s palm and kissed it. 

“I—. I feel weird like I’m keeping a secret from you… But, I—. I don’t know how to talk about what happened without feeling like—.”

“Is it something I have to know?” Bart asked. Conner looked down, pondering over Bart’s question. 

“No,” Conner answered. 

“Would it help me treat you better?” Bart questioned. Conner shook his head, timidly pressing his forehead into Bart’s shoulder. “Then, it’s none of my business… And until you feel comfortable, I’m okay with that. You’ve never forced me to talk about anything I didn’t want to.” And he meant it. It was an accidentally transactional agreement. A perfectly expressed and partially selfish loophole, but he thought his heart was in the right place.

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Dawn of the Duelverse - (an alternate Post-Crisis DC Historia)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SdfeWmI by IGeo An alternate history of the Post-Crisis DC Universe. The Anti-Monitor's mad dream of erasing positive matter from existence has been dashed. By all accounts, The Multiverse should've been made one. Instead, by some unknown means, mitosis occurred. Now what was five is only two. In the aftermath of the crisis, with the worlds of the Justice Society and Justice League dividing the spoils of the other surviving three between them, the new "Duelverse" finds itself settling into a new paradigm. Worlds have lived, worlds have died, and nothing will ever be the same. Words: 1205, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Justice Society of America (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Justice League of America (Comics), Infinity Inc. (Comics), Kingdom Come (Comics), Green Lantern (Comics), Superman (Comics), The Question (Comics), Power Girl (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, Multi, Other Characters: Judy Garrick, Jay Garrick, Alan Scott (DCU), Kent Nelson, Al Pratt, Kal-L | Earth-2 Superman, Bruce Wayne, Vic Sage, David Sikela, Kyle Rayner, Karen Starr | Kara Zor-L, Sandman (Character), Nathaniel Adam, Christopher Smith | Peacemaker, Jared Stevens, Jessica Cruz, Simon Baz, Doomsday (Superman), Ultra-Humanite, Amanda Waller, Ted Kord, Michael Carter (DCU), Peter Cannon, Sonia Sato, Sparkington Northrup, Yolanda Montez, Lyta Trevor-Hall, Koriand'r (DCU), Wesley Dodds, Jim Corrigan, Mar Novu | The Monitor, The Childminder, Matthew Tyler, Courtney Whitmore, Diana (Wonder Woman), Iris West II, Olivia Queen | Oliver Queen's Daughter, Avia | Scott Free and Big Barda's Daughter, Jennifer Pierce, Mar'i Grayson, Helena Wayne Relationships: Helena Wayne & Original Character(s), Kara Zor-L & John Constantine, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Mary Batson | Mary Bromfield & Freddy Freeman, Dinah Lance/Oliver Queen, Jennifer-Lynn Hayden/Kyle Rayner, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Pre-Crisis, Post-Crisis (DCU), Earth-2 (DCU), Earth-1 (DCU), Justice Society of America (DCU), Mentioned Teen Titans (DCU), What If? (Marvel Comics), Elseworlds, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Parallel Universes, Alternate Universe - 1940s, Earth-22 (Kingdom Come Comics), Documentation, Alternate History, Worldbuilding, Super Squad (Legacies), Superheroes read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SdfeWmI