#metahuman-mutanthuman

[selflessdoctor]

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giving all my love | accepting!!

@wrths - Yes, we do not thread on this blog but my God, your writing is superb!! I’m not much for embodiment characters as I haven’t seen many good ones but I can’t help but read every word you write and it’s beautiful. So thank you for giving me a different look on something I thought I’d never like!!

[inlovewiththeflames-blog]

[ SMS ; Red ] WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

[ SMS ; Red ] I tell you my secret, and you send Ponytail after me?!

[ SMS ; Red ] I’m not Lisa, I’m not blinded by my weird as hell crush on him.

[ SMS ; Red ] I asked for YOUR help, not your stupid cheerleading squad.

[strongerxtogetherx]

“Not any jewel in the entire kingdom could compare to you.” ( YOU ALREADY KNOWWWW )

She didn’t know what possessed him to make such a confession. Not after the day they had. Members of a neighboring kingdom’s court had come to visit, wanting to create a treaty with Barry’s father. However, they had brought along their heirs, a pair of twins--and needless to say things were tense. The male twin had tried to ‘impress’ Kara, when in all reality, all his comments did were make the blonde extremely uncomfortable. 

However it didn’t stop there. Somehow she and Barry had gotten separated by the twins and the male twin had tried to kiss Kara--which resulted in the blonde shoving the other royal away and darting through the gardens, trying to find her betrothed--because no matter the front Barry put on for the court, he never failed to make her feel better.

What didn’t make her feel comforted, however, was the princess of the other kingdom, loudly questioning Kara’s ‘ability’ to be the queen that Barry’s kingdom needed. Even from across the garden, the blonde could see Barry’s expression grow darker, but she couldn’t hear her betrothed’s rebuttal due to the distance, instead, she had turned and made her way into the castle, headed to her chambers.

She had expected him to do the same, after all, it was usually her who sought him out when he was angry. So imagine her surprise, when he had walked through the doors of her chambers and straight to the balcony where she had been standing. 

She watched him curiously, her surprise heightening when he lifted his hand to grasp her chin between his forefinger and thumb, lifting it so their gazes locked. Blue eyes widened at his firm confession, and despite the terrible day they had, she could feel her lips stretch into a smile.

Raising her own hand, she let her fingers dance across the tense muscles of his jaw, “And you are not the man everyone claims you to be, never mind a spoiled little prince who thinks he can take me away from you with some cliche statements that belong in the tavern, not a royal court.”

@metahuman-mutanthuman | meme reply (Royal AU)

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do you participate in pride related events? any other events? (for the mun + Kara and any other muses that want to answer!!)

Pride Month Questionnaire;

From @metahuman-mutanthuman

For Kara;

Kara absolutely gets involved with Pride-related events. She is always a very proud part of National City Pride, and you can usually find her flying alongside the Bi Pride float. There was a lot of negative press the first time she did it, but eventually people realized that Supergirl did not really seem to have much of a romantic life and just reveled in her ability to save them from their own troubles. 

As for Kara herself, Alex and the others at the DEO are really the only ones who are aware of her bisexuality. She told Alex pretty shortly after she first began questioning, as she figured that Alex would for sure understand considering everything she went through to accept her own sexual identity, and eventually began to tell her closest friends. There is a part of her that wishes she could march in Pride-related advents with as much audacity as Supergirl, but she also understands that the superhero representation likely has more weight to many individuals. 

For Other Muses;

Although my other muses mostly identify somewhere on the queer spectrum (Jemma Simmons is a biromantic demisexual, Jessica Jones is pansexual, Rey is pansexual, Diana Prince is bisexual, and Nomi Marks is pansexual), the majority of them do not really participate in Pride-related events. 

In Jemma Simmons’ case, she did not really begin to accept her sexuality until she had graduated from the Academy, and the secrecy of her profession has always prevented her from doing so. She has always wanted to go, but the circumstances have not really permitted in the past; additionally, she has told only very minimum people in her life about her sexuality, so she is not quite ready for the sheer number of people that would know if she attended a Pride event.

Jessica Jones hates many things: organized events and mass amounts of people. Pride parades and most other Pride events happen to have both, so she tends to actively avoid them. However, she has been known to frequent a gay bar or two for her nightly supply of booze. 

At the current point in time, I don’t think Pride-related events exist in the Star Wars universe, and I do not have any alternate universes for Rey at this time. However, I think she would be very willing to become involved with Pride events to promote what she believes in.

Diana Prince is out and proud. She has never understood why certain people perceive sexualities that differ from heterosexual as a negative, as she was raised in an environment of all women that also cultivated many lesbian relationships. She wants to share this open-mindedness, which she believes she can do by being a bisexual superhero who is very proudly involved with Pride events.

Nomi Marks is technically pansexual, as discussed by the showrunner Lana Wachowski (who has stated that all of the Sense8s are pansexual), but, apart from her cluster, she tends to have an immensely strong preference towards other women. We have canonly seen her involved with Pride parades, and her relationship with Neets continuously compels her to be a part of other Pride events. 

For the Mun;

Although I do identify as queer (I used to consider myself as bisexual, but I’m not entirely certain anymore; all I know is that I am most definitely, most certainly not straight), I have not yet participated in any Pride parades. I would like to, but my anxiety is a huge hindrance. I have been involved with queer groups in the past, such as my high school’s Gay-Straight Alliance and a queer Christian group at my university, and attended events with these groups; my favorite was probably attending a Hayley Kiyoko concert with my girlfriend and aforementioned queer Christian group last year.

[anuclearpoweredsuperhero-blog]

[Jax and Wanda’s meeting with @metahuman-mutanthuman]

It had been a week since they saved the girl called Wanda from the prison Rip called the Raft.

When they had gotten there, she was in a straight jacket and an electric collar. Like a dog. Rip had told the Legends about her, of course. She wasn’t a normal girl, by most’s standards. But she would fit in on the Waverider, if only just for her to recover. 

She had spent that week in the medbay, and she wasn’t even finished recovering. Damage was lasting. And the only person who had visited was Rip, to make sure she felt comfortable, and maybe ask a few questions about things.

Jax hadn’t been able to get the image of her sitting there, looking completely blank, barely blinking in the prison cell she sat in. It was...haunting how dead she looked. He found himself constantly thinking about it, and her. What sort of people would have treated her that inhumanely? He sort of understood her capability to be dangerous, but she was still a person. A person he wanted to know more about. Things were just interesting nowadays. And on the day that marked one full week, he found himself walking past his quarters, and walk instead inside the medbay.

He stayed near the door, clearing his throat. He found himself unable to look at her for a very long time, glancing down at the ground as he spoke. “Uh, hi,” he started lamely, then forced himself to look up at her. “I’m Jax. It’s nice to, you know, officially meet you.”

[strengthmade-blog]

👫 ( barry && hr!!! )

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship.

@metahuman-mutanthuman

they trust each other.

hr knows that barry and iris are soulmates. he’s super happy for them and really wants to be a groomsman or a bridesmaid at the wedding. doesn’t matter which.

one time, hr bet barry that he could drink the scarlet speedster under the table and obviously, he failed miserably. barry took care of his drunk ass all night long.

hr is trying to teach barry how to twirl the drumsticks. barry’s not getting it.

[marsdinarchive]

♗ ( if ur still accepting? for Barry plz! )

Send me a  ♗ and I’ll use my icon style to make an icons of your muse | @metahuman-mutanthuman | still accepting!!

[mexhanicisms-closed-blog]

❝ i decided to give him a goodbye blow job. you know ? one last time with feeling. ❞ ( I'm sorry this is Barry talking about college and I'm laughing so hard jfc )

“Just hope you used a condom, sweetie. Some guy tried that with me and I ended up, accidentally, smacking him into a window. Shoved a little too hard.”

[smclbutmighty]

@metahuman-mutanthuman​ continued from ( x )

Good. A sweatshirt would make him softer for hugging - Which she immediately dove into, planting herself in his arms and wrapping her own tightly around him, face pressed against his front.  ❝ Hugs first.❞ Honestly, Fen got a little lonely in STAR Labs. She wasn’t one hundred percent sure why Barry was so frequently there so late - He said it was work, but that didn’t seem to be entirely true - but she frankly appreciated his company.  ❝ You - you okay ?❞

[ofchoiices-blog]

metahuman-mutanthuman // liked.

      “Okay, so you’re saying that we can’t use his phone to track him because he’s basically in the middle of nowhere right now?” Thea questioned, trying her best to understand all of Barry’s science-talk. “So, how do we find him then?”

[a-smoakiism]

continued from here [ @metahuman-mutanthuman ]

[ text ]: Then that would mean you'd have to come see me face to face instead. So I don't really see a down side to you not having a phone.

[detectivempmorgan-blog]

@metahuman-mutanthuman cont’d from here:

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] Oh you poor dear.

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] Have you not been hit on enough in your life? That just won’t do. We have to make up for lost time.

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] Hey handsome. Going my way?

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] Cute butt.

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] If I could rearrange the alphabet I’d put U and I together.

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] I’m hungry.

[ SMS ; Barry Cute ] That wasn’t flirting, I just am actually hungry.

[inlovewiththeflames-blog]

While most of Mick’s clientele were regulars, she did have few ads up on very discerning websites. She had been contacted by a young man who had said he’d never done this before, and wanted to book for a full night. She asked him a series of questions, required a non refundable deposit, as well as identification that she could have before hand, for safety purposes. She did the same for him. mick was always about consent and safety with her clients.

They settled on the downtown Central City Hotel, one of the suites, which Mick booked under her name. That way here would be no trail for him, and she could be there first to set up, and make sure everything was safe.

She’d had the concierge set up a bucket with wine ad two glasses, as well as worn a simple, yet flattering black dress.

When she heard the keycard in the door, Mick sat on the bed, waiting to greet him.

[lcvedandlcst-a]

@metahuman-mutanthuman LIKED FOR A STARTER!!

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m still trying to...trying to figure out exactly how this works.”

[poeticpecker]

@metahuman-mutanthuman from here.

[ TEXT: maximoff ] no hard feelings, ‘kay?

[ TEXT: maximoff ] it ain’t nothin’ personal or anything. just business

[ TEXT: maximoff ] can’t promise the no gun thing tho.

[anuclearpoweredsuperhero-blog]

NO!! ( barry @ stein fmu )

Send “NO!!” for my muse to be killed in front of yours

For what seemed like the millionth time in his life, Martin had been taken from STAR LABS and told to use his genius for evil. He had refused, and stood for hours, chained, isolated, and waiting. The one thing keeping him from breaking free of the torture was the knowledge that Barry and the team would be looking for him.

And they did. When Barry appeared it seemed like the kidnapper had completely forgotten about Martin, and began talking to the Flash about the special gun (he seemed to be a weird-ass magician) he was building, holding a regular hand gun to make sure he didn’t try anything. After a few moments, he turned and unlocked Martin’s chains. He exclaimed that he had figured out just what he was missing. Gathering the gun pieces under one arm, he grinned and turned over his shoulder, shooting Martin in the chest with the hand gun. And he was gone in under a second, like he had disappeared. But what mattered was that Martin was falling.

He blinked up at the young man who knelt beside him, at the man who he had come to adore so dearly. The man he would consider his own son, and the man who was rambling and crying over him.

There was blood seeping through the white shirt Martin wore, warm and oozing red. But he didn’t even seem to notice it, and he reached up with a shaking hand, cupping Barry’s face gently.

“Barry,” he croaked quietly, trying to quiet the other’s babbling, “it’s going to be alright.” He coughed, wincing slightly, then stared into the younger man’s eyes. “…Barry, you are the most charming, kind, and intelligent man I have ever met. I am proud to c-call you the son I never had.” He smiled very slightly. “Save the world, Barry, but above all, make sure…make sure you share the weight of it.” Slowly, he wiped a tear from Barry’s cheek with his thumb. His breaths were coming out short and staggered, and he knew his time was up.

“Thank you,” he whispered, and with a final shudder, the old man’s body went still, unblinking eyes staring at the warehouse ceiling.