#lois tattoo

[callmeblake]

Close ups of Frank's leg tattoos from this set

[spaceman-earthgirl]

“Did you see this?” Lena asks, holding her phone out towards Kara. “It’s about your cousin.”

Kara’s instantly worried. If there’s a news article about Clark, there’s only two things it could be. One, he’s been in a big fight or something else dangerous has happened, or if it’s about Clark, and not Superman, then that could only spell bad news for Clark and his secret identity.

Kara’s heart actually stops for a moment when she sees “Clark Kent” in the headline, but lets out a sigh of relief when she realises it’s not a Daily Planet article, but an article from an online gossip magazine.

Lois Lane and Clark Kent, Metropolis’s Hottest New Couple?

Kara quickly scans the article, which is nothing but gossip, and two photos, one of Clark and Lois holding hands, another of the couple leaning close at a restaurant.

Kara smiles as she hands the phone back to Lena. Despite the lack of privacy some papparazi have, Kara is happy for her cousin.

“So, it’s true then?”

Kara nods. “It is. Clark called me last week. He was so happy they’re soulmates. Anyone with eyes could see they belong together but it’s nice to have it confirmed.”

And nice for Kara too. She’d always wondered if it was still possible that she could have a soulmate, one not from Krypton.

Turns out it is.

“That’s-“ Lena cuts herself off. “Wait, confirmed? What do you mean?”

Kara’s eyes widen as she realises her slip. She’s thought about telling Lena in so many different ways, at so many different times. But fear has always stopped her. What if she told Lena the truth, what if they kissed, and she finds out Lena isn’t her soulmate?

Kara’s never felt this way about anyone before, doesn’t think she could ever feel like this about anyone else either.

“I…do you believe in soulmates?” Kara asks, stalling slightly.

“No.” Lena replies. “Or I didn’t, until you just implied that soulmates are real.”

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Kara sighs. There’s no getting out of this. “They’re not real, at least not on Earth. Or not usually. Lois is the only human I’ve seen or heard of that has a soulmate. Clark and Lois are soulmates. All Kryptonian’s have one.”

“Are you…” Lena narrows her eyes. “You’re being serious?”

Kara nods. “The legend goes that Rao picks your soulmate, the person whose soul matches yours, the one most suited to you. But he doesn’t tell you who it is, you have to find that person yourself.”

“How?”

“I don’t know, they just find each other.” Kara had lost hope, with no one but her cousin left on Earth. But then she’d found Lena. Even before Clark had told her about Lois, she’d wondered if Lena could be her soulmate. “And then after your first kiss, a mark appears on your skin with their name, and that’s how you know they’re the one.”

Kara can see Lena’s mind working. “Does that mean Clark and Lois now have the other’s name written on each other?”

Kara laughs. “Yes. It was actually pretty funny when Clark called me, he’d had to explain to a very confused Lois why she now had a tattoo of Clark’s name.”

“So, you have to kiss someone to know?”

Kara nods. “I’m not sure why. I think it gives you a chance to get to know someone before you find out you’re destined to be together.”

“Have you found your soulmate?”

Kara shakes her head, though it feels wrong when she’s pretty sure her soulmate is right in front of her. Not that she knows for sure. “Not yet.”

“Do you wonder, every time you kiss someone, that they’ll be the one?”

“Yes and no. When I was younger, I’d hoped, just to prove I wasn’t alone. Sometimes I know they’re not the one, but now I know there’s someone out there for me, and I just have to wait.”

Lena lets out a little laugh. “I guess it puts more pressure on a first kiss, like there isn’t enough already.”

Kara laughs too. “It really does.” She can’t help but wonder, that without this extra pressure, whether she would have already told Lena how she feels.

“Who knows,” Lena says, still smiling. “It could even be me.”

Kara chokes on nothing. The hand that appears at Kara’s back, soothing up and down as Kara tries to catch her breath, doesn’t help at all.

“It…it could be,” Kara finally manages to get out.

Lena looks amused, clearly enjoying Kara’s struggle, and Kara suddenly wants to do nothing more than kiss that look off of Lena’s face.

Lena shrugs. “We’ve never kissed so you never know.”

“I haven’t kissed a lot of people,” Kara points out unnecessarily. “It could be any of them too.” She’s not sure why she says it, except for the fact she wants to point the focus of the conversation away from Lena and kissing.

“Well, you’re not getting any younger, you need to start crossing people off that list.”

Kara rolls her eyes and suddenly everything feels back to normal, she’s just talking to her best friend, the person besides Alex she trusts most in the universe.

“Are you hungry, we could-“ Kara starts, assuming the conversation is over, at least for now, until Kara can work up the courage to tell Lena how she feels, but Lena isn’t done.

“Kara,” Lena cuts in, looking suddenly serious. “I don’t know if I’m way off here but I know I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about this.” Lena reaches out and takes Kara’s hand and Kara’s breath catches in her chest. “Please tell me you feel this too? Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s fallen in love with their best friend? I didn’t even believe in soulmates before today but I’ve always believed we found each other for a reason, that we belong together. And maybe this is why.”

There are tears in Lena’s eyes by the time she finishes talking and Kara’s own heart is racing as she reaches up to catch a tear before it spills down Lena’s cheek.

And then she doesn’t even think as she leans forward, capturing Lena’s lips in a kiss she’s dreamt about too many times to count.

Lena’s breath catches as their lips meet and now Kara’s crying too as Lena’s hand grips her shirt, holding her close.

The kiss is brief, only because Kara’s forgotten something crucial and she has to tell Lena. “I love you, too,” Kara says as she pulls back, the words brushing Lena’s mouth as she does.

Kara’s whole body is on fire as green eyes meet hers, still so close. Kara doesn’t even need to look down to where her arm is tingling, to know that Lena’s her soulmate. She’s pretty sure deep down she’s known since she first laid eyes on her.

With great effort she does look away from Lena, only because she wants to show Lena the words now written on her skin.

Kara pulls up her sleeve and there it is, in black ink, undeniable against her tan skin. There is Lena’s name, and Kara is crying again.

“That’s going to be tough to hide,” Lena says, and it’s meant to be a joke but it comes out too breathless to be anything but awe. Lena lifts her hand, runs her fingers gently over the name, and Kara’s knees go weak.

“Do you…” Kara asks, because now she wants to see it, needs to see her name on Lena’s skin too.

Lena turns, and she must have had the same feeling as Kara because she lifts up her shirt and there it is, low on Lena’s back, ‘Kara Zor-El’ written clear as day.

Kara reaches out, thumb ghosting over the spot her name is written.

“It is there?” Lena asks, voice filled with such hope that Kara places her hands on her arms, spins her gently until they’re facing each other again.

“Yes.” Kara lifts her hands, cups Lena’s cheek, thumbs catching more tears as they fall. They both know they’re happy tears. “I love you,” Kara repeats, because she can now. She’s going to say it so many times, Lena will get sick of it.

“I love you, too,” Lena repeats, her smile so bright Kara’s knees go weak again. And then Lena leans forward and kisses her again and Kara is lucky she manages to stay upright because Lena’s mouth feels so right and perfect against her own.

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Two days later, in the CatCo gossip column, there’s a picture of the two of them kissing in Noonan’s, with the title:

Lena Luthor and Kara Danvers, National City’s Hottest New Couple?

[megalony]

Model Patients

This is an Evan x Reader x Eddie imagine, based on a lovely anon request, kind of like my Doctor Diaz fic. I hope you will all like it I loved writing this. Let me know what you think.

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Eddie Diaz Masterlist

Evan Buckley Masterlist

Summary: When (Y/n), Eddie and all their kids bar one get food poisoning, Evan has to look after them all. And he loves it.

Enjoy.

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Eddie leaned forward and slumped his elbows down on the table, but his eyes flitted to the right to look at the girls sat next to him.

The sight of (Y/n) swaying Nina from side to side in her arms made Eddie's lips curve up into a grin. It was something that Eddie and Evan would never get tired of seeing, which was a good thing considering the three of them had five kids in total now.

And Nina was by far their easiest baby, she didn't fuss, she barely cried and she settled for her naps almost straight away. And she didn't care which parent or person was holding her. All the team had been able to hold and cuddle Nina for ages and she didn't fuss or cry or scream out.

When they had Lois, she was attached to (Y/n), if Eddie or Evan held her for too long she would cry out for her mum. And Eddie knew that had hurt Evan. She was his first baby and he couldn't cradle her all night long like he wanted.

Pete had been a fussy baby, but he had colic so he was always unsettled and crying because he was in pain. They wouldn't have been able to bring him out to a restaurant like this when he was one month old like they could Nina.

Grace had been a daddy's girl through and through and she still was. If Eddie passed her to Evan, she didn't fuss. But if he passed her to (Y/n) she would wake up immediately and if Bobby held her, she knew instantly that it wasn't one of her dads and she would scream.

"Daddy…"

Shifting his eyes from (Y/n) to the highchair resting between them, Eddie smiled softly at Grace. She dropped the children's menu they had put in front of her and held her arms out expectingly.

She made grabby fists in his direction and began to whimper, shedding superficial tears until Eddie sighed and gave in. He unclipped the buckle around her waist and lifted her out the highchair. He knew she wouldn't sit in it for long. They hadn't even ordered yet and she was making a fuss so she could be cuddled instead.

"Come here then," He murmured as he lifted her up and sat her down on his lap, letting her burrow into his chest. Her fingers started to trace over the tattoo on his right arm and she smiled when Eddie leaned his chin on the top of her head.

"What do you fancy, baby?" (Y/n) shifted Nina a little higher in the crook of her arm and looked down at Pete who was sat next to her, tucked up into her side.

Evan was next to Pete, Lois was sat on his lap and Chris was wedged happily between both dads.

Pete shrugged his shoulders and took anothher look over the menu, but he didn't know what to have. He didn't always like what was on the children's menu, he wanted to be like Chris and Lois who always chose of the adult menu. Even though Lois was only one year older than Pete; she was six and he was five.

"Wanna share some pasta?" (Y/n) turned and pushed her chair back so she could ease the newborn down into the pram behind her. Nina was settled now and she'd had a bottle just before they came out, she should sleep through now until they got her back home. And if not, (Y/n) knew Evan would be up and over to take her before her or Eddie could move an inch.

When Pete nodded and smiled, (Y/n) put the menu back in the middle of the table and looked round at the rest of her family.

"Pasta." Chris agreed and smiled when Eddie nodded and muttered "We'll have that too," Referring to him and Grace. She was a fussy eater but she would pick at whatever Eddie ate and if they shared it, she would be more inclined to eat.

"We having pasta too, papa?"

"You can have that if you want baby, I'll have cottage pie." Evan let Lois shuffle back into him and lean her head back on his shoulder.

Pasta was the main dish Bobby had been cooking on almost every shift this week and Evan was done with it. He'd had spag bol, mac and cheese, carbonara. He was finished with pasta, the sight was making him feel queasy and he needed something else.

"That makes you the odd one out." Eddie commented with a grin while Evan rolled his eyes and pretended to laugh.

He was more than happy being the odd one out if the rest of them wanted to get red sauce stained all down their clothes and make a mess while they were out in public.

Evan would rather play it safe.

***

(Y/n) pressed her palm into the wall and used it as leverage to propell herself from the bedroom. Her feet crumpled beneath her and her legs felt like they had turned to jelly as she stumbled down the hall towards the bathroom.

Her forehead pressed against the wood and she gave it a shove but her throat tightened when the door didn't open. She bashed her knuckles on the door and slumped her body against it, wondering which of her family was held up inside.

"Occupied." Eddie's grumbled response came through the door and (Y/n) couldn't help but cry in response.

"I- I- Eddie please! Emergency!" (Y/n)'s gurgled response and the way she started to gag and croak told Eddie she was going to be sick. Whether or not he opened the door, (Y/n) would be sick and she would rather throw up in the sink or in the very least, on the bathroom floor rather than out here on the carpet.

As soon as the lock clicked, (Y/n) stumbled in but she froze when she turned towards the toilet.

Chris was in here too. The twelve-year-old was knelt down on the floor, hunched over with his hands on the toilet and his head in the bowl.

And then there was Eddie. He was sat with his back against the wall on the left side of the door, his feet wedged up against the bottom of the toilet. His arms were bound around his legs that were coiled up to his stomach and his forehead had been resting on his knees until (Y/n) rushed in.

He looked terrible. His skin had lost all colour, he was reduced to an ungodly shade of grey (Y/n) only ever saw on him when he was ill or when he had been in hospital after he got shot. His eyes were rimmed with dark purple and black streaks. His lips were no longer a loving shade of ruby red but were now pale and almost hazy blue. And his body was shaking back and forth against the wall.

(Y/n) couldn't spend long looking at one of her boys. She spared Chris and Eddie a glance before she turned to the right and grabbed the sink just in time to throw up. Her chest imbedded into the edge of the sink and her fingers scratched into the cold porcelean.

She coughed, heaved and gasped as she tried to breathe but couldn't fathom how when she couldn't stop throwing up.

"Mum sick too?" Chris lifted his head from the toilet and looked tiredly over his shoulder. He too had no colour to his skin, his complexion was pale, his eyes were half lidded and he was starting to sweat.

A quiet whine left Chris's lips when Eddie nudged him to the side, grunting as he parted his knees to the side and leant over to throw up into the toilet.

Eddie spat into the toilet and flopped back, letting his head bang against the wall with a loud thud. He gasped for breath, but when he looked across at (Y/n) and noticed her barely able to keep herself stood up, he flinched.

"Oh God… Evan! Babe!" Eddie hollered as loudly as he could but his voice was croaky and his throat felt inflamed.

He let his left arm slump back over his knees that were pinned into his throbbing stomach. But he moved his right hand, clenching it into a fist so he could ram his fist on the wall. He hit the wall a few times, loud enough to make an echo course throughout the house. They needed some help.

"What's… going on?"

The door opened again but Evan didn't dare step inside. He darted his eyes between the boys and (Y/n) who finally pulled away from the sink. But Evan shivered when he watched her knees quake and she used the sink as leverage to lower herself down to the floor. Her legs curled beneath her and she let her head press against the sink that felt refreshing and cold against her clammy skin.

"You okay?" The way Eddie tilted his head to one side and looked up at Evan made him shiver.

"Me? I'm good, but you two look like death on legs."

"I th- I think we've got food poisoning, Pete's sick too. Go c-check the girls." Eddie grimaced and closed his eyes when the bathroom light started to become far too bright for his eyes.

If Evan was alright, Eddie would guess they all got some sort of food poisoning from the pasta they ate last night. They all had the same thing and if Evan was fine, then that seemed to cement things.

When Chris started crying out for Eddie, he practically crawled into the boy's room. He found Chris struggling to get out of bed, feeling horrid and his stomach aching. And poor Pete was curled up in bed, shivering and whimpering saying his stomach hurt.

"Oh fuck, okay hang tight." Evan spun on his heels and darted out of the bathroom. He would be back to carry them all back to bed in a minute, once he'd checked on the rest of the kids.

He poked his head around the boy's door since it was open and he wanted to see if Pete had been sick or if he was still asleep. He had about four teddies cuddled to his chest, he was shaking and the little whimpers he let out told Evan that he was indeed awake. But he was somewhat settled for now and Evan would come back to give him some medicine soon.

Bypassing their room, Evan headed into the girl's room and flicked on the light. He didn't like what he was faced with.

"Papa, I don't feel well." Lois whimpered, nuzzling her face into the pillow but she couldn't get back to sleep now. Her tummy hurt, it felt like her insides were twisting in knots and she wasn't sure if she needed to go to the toilet or throw up.

Evan couldn't help the way his lips pulled into a grimace when he looked between Lois and the floor.

Sometime during the night, she had thrown up on the floor and clearly, she didn't remember or realise she'd done it.

"I know baby girl, no one's well today. Um, why don't you go hop in our bed while I sort out? Mum and daddy will be back in bed in a minute."

His eyes followed her as she groggily sat up and shuffled out of bed, but the moment Lois looked down and realised she had thrown up during the night, her face fell. Her lips parted and tears welled in her eyes before she hurriedly looked up at Evan. "I'm sorry, I- I didn't mean to."

"It's alright baby, hey it's okay. Go get Pete and tell him to get in our bed, I want you all where I can look after you." When she shuffled past him, Evan leaned over and kissed the top of her head. He didn't want her apologising when she couldn't help it.

He figured all his family were going to be held up in bed for the next few days and he was going to have to call Bobby and ask for a few days off. If all the kids- minus Nina who was only a month old- were ill and both Eddie and (Y/n) were out of action, that left Evan to care for them. Something he secretly loved doing.

His attention turned to the cot on the other side of the room and he headed over to see if Grace was okay or not. She had eaten about half of Eddie's dinner last night so Evan would guess she was going to be sick too.

"Papa," Grace tried to stand up in her cot and she held her arms out for him. She looked very flushed and her eyes were red and puffy as she sobbed. He knew she had been fine when he put her to bed last night and when (Y/n) checked on her this morning while she was up with Nina.

"Come here, baby-cake."

Reaching down, Evan gently scooped her up but he grimaced and his nose crinkled when she threw up on him. Right on his chest. Right in the centre of his shirt. He thanked God he had gone to bed in pyjamas last night and not just his boxers or he might have thrown up too.

A horrid scream gurgled past Grace's lips when Evan set her back down in the cot. "Baby- shh just one second, please." He carefully reeled his shirt over his head and dumped it on the floor, he would get Grace in bed and then clean up. "I'm here, okay I'm here. Let's go get everyone else, you're all having a day in bed."

"With you?"

"I'm playing doctor today, baby-cake."

Evan headed out the room but he juggled Grace higher on his chest when she wrapped her arms around his neck. She wasn't going to let him put her down. He aimed for the bathroom and his lips pressed into a thin line when he looked between them all.

"Baby, sit with daddy look. Careful, she's just thrown up on me." He leaned down and eased Grace into Eddie's arms.

A groan tumbled past Eddie's lips when Grace sat on his stomach and flopped forward onto his chest. Her head tucked beneath his chin and she scrunched his shirt up in her hands, sniffling into his neck. He moved his hand to cradle her bum and rubbed his other palm up and down her back.

"Shh, s'okay. Dad's gonna look after us all today, hm?" He pressed his lips to the top of Grace's head and when he looked up at Evan, he saw him grin in their direction.

(Y/n) coiled both arms around her waist and pressed down until she was about to explode. Her stomach was physically twisting. Her throat burned like she had swallowed bleach and she wanted nothing more than to go to sleep but her body was aching too much for that to happen. She was in agony.

She felt tears burning in her eyes when Evan crouched down beside her and pressed a sloppy kiss to her cheek. At least with them all having food poisoning, it couldn't be passed onto Evan or Nina. So he could kiss and cuddle them all he liked and not make himself sick. It was a good job he had chosen something different to eat last night.

His arms wound around her and he effortlessly scooped her up. He could see from how she was practically laid on the floor that she wasn't going to be able to walk back to bed. And he didn't want to waste time trying to support her to walk when he could just carry her instead.

"Eight of us in this house, and only me and the baby are alright."

***

"There we go. You're a good girl, hm?" A tender smile flooded Evan's face as he looked down at the newborn in his arms.

He let his weight fall back until his hips bumped into the kitchen counter and he crossed one leg over the other. He had Nina cuddled up in his left arm, her eyes half-lidded as she was starting to fall back into another nap which didn't surprise Evan. While he had been bustling about the house for the last hour, she had been awake and gurgling into his chest.

He put the washing on, cleaned up and tidied all the bedrooms and made something to eat. He had been out for a drive a little while ago and Nina had slept through the whole ride.

Carefully, he removed the bottle from her lips and set it down on the side so he could shift Nina up onto his chest. He felt her hand begin to tap against his chest while her chin perched on his shoulder and her soft breaths fanned against his neck.

Even though he had been looking after everyone in the house, it had been a little strange but wonderful for Evan to get sone one to one time with Nina. (Y/n) and Eddie could barely stay awake other than to throw up or groan and shuffle around in bed. They were occupied trying to settle the rest of the kids and keep them calm.

So Nina had been Evan's priority because he was fine to change her and feed her and coo and entertain her.

"We're alright aren't we, baby girl? We didn't eat the pasta." He murmured softly while he smoothed his hand up and down her back and turned around to face the kitchen counter. "Alright, we need some medicine for everyone, and you can go lay with mummy."

His left arm moved up and down to sway Nina against his chest and shoulder and he grabbed the medicine bottles from the cupboard. He had been dosing them all up every four hours but Pete and Grace were horrid when it came to taking their medicine. And so was (Y/n) when she threw it up earlier and Eddie felt drowsy after taking his painkillers.

Once all the medicine was laid out on the counter, Evan moved his right hand to cradle the back of Nina's head and he walked out of the kitchen, past the dining room and into he lounge.

Yesterday, everyone had been held up in bed and they mostly slept and threw up. But when Pete and Lois projectile vomited all over the bed this morning, Evan evicted them. They were lucky that they had two large sofas in the living room and one of them was a sofa bed. So Evan had pulled the bed out and everyone was in the lounge. Curtains closed, Disney movies stacked and layered the floor and blankets and pillows were strewn about everywhere.

His heart softened when he looked at his unwell, bed-ridden family.

Eddie was wedged in the left corner, half propped up by at least three pillows. He had been burning up all night so he was laid in his boxers and nothing else which was a sight Evan was happily drinking in whenever he could. He had Grace curled up on his chest, her head tucked right against his neck under his chin and his arms were wound around her.

Pete and Lois were squashed in the middle, sniffing and squirming every now and then. Neither of them had slept well during the night. Chris was laid across the foot of the bed, propped up on two pillows as he laid on his stomach to try and relieve the pain he felt.

And (Y/n) was huddled right in the other corner of the bed, her head buried in a pillow. Her arms were wound around her waist, her knees were slightly coiled up and she had a blanket tucked around her since she was cold and the others were burning. She was wearing a pair of Evan's jogging bottoms and one of his grey lounge shirts.

"She's having a nap, do you want her for a bit?"

A small, strained smile pulled at (Y/n)'s lips and she nodded, if a bit gruffly and held her arms out. She hadn't spent a lot of time with Nina this last day.

She let Evan lean over her and when he was close enough, she tilted her head back and pressed her lips against his neck. She breathed in his scent and nudged her nose into his skin which caused a laugh to vibrate through his chest and down to her. He eased Nina onto her chest and kissed her head before he leaned up and kissed (Y/n)'s lips.

(Y/n) tilted her head down and pressed her chapped lips to the top of Nina's head who was quietly yawning and smacking her lips together.

She stayed cuddled up with Nina but she lifted her gaze to watch Evan drift out of the room and come back a few moments later.

Medicine time.

"Alright, let's get you all sorted. Chris?"

The eldest gingerly lifted his head and pushed up onto his knees on the bed so he wasn't lying down. His hands moved to his knees and his nose scrunched up when Evan held out the small syringe of calpol medicine. He grimaced and shook his head after he'd taken both doses and quickly flopped down onto his stomach. He knew the rules, they had to let their medicine settle for at least five minutes before they had a drink to wash it down.

"Lois, baby?" Evan sat down on the end of the bed near Eddie's feet and motioned for Lois to move over to him but she shook her head. She shifted to the side and tried to burrow herself under Eddie's arm.

"Medicine or you go in your own bed tonight." Eddie warned and shifted his arms tighter around Grace so Lois couldn't hide behind him. She couldn't have the privillege of staying here with them now or tonight if she didn't take her meds. She would only feel worse if she refused.

They were all still being sick. They managed lunch and dinner yesterday but started throwing up during the night again. And both Eddie and (Y/n) weren't doing well on intaking any fluids.

With a grumble and a whine that made her nose scrunch up and look like (Y/n), Lois crawled down the middle of the bed until she was slumped next to Evan's knee.

The moment she took the medicine, Lois started to cough and her throat tightened as she began to gag. Evan looped his hands beneath her arms and lifted her up until she was stood between his legs. He let her slump her head on his shoulder and he smoothed his hand up and down her back to try and coax her to calm down. If she panicked and gagged she would definitely be sick.

"Good girl." He kept her leant on his chest while he filled another syringe and waved his hand for Pete to come over to him.

Pete could barely keep his eyes open. He leaned forward with his legs crossed beneath him and his arms limp on his lap. He managed to keep his head up, coughed as he took his medicine, then flopped back down with a groan.

"Okay, and one for baby-cake." Evan held out the syringe to Eddie since the two of them were cuddled together.

"Have this baby, then you can have some juice." Eddie tilted his head to the side and brushed his finger over Grace's cheek to coax her into opening her eyes. He didn't mind her staying curled up on his chest as long as she took her medicine.

It worked to his advantage that she didn't seem to know what was going on as she was half asleep. when Eddie pressed the medicine to her lips, she accepted it before she started to whimper and tuck herself more into his neck.

"Now you two."

"No, Evan I can't, I- I'll throw it up."

"Mi amor, if the kids had to then so do you." Eddie flopped his head back against the pillow and turned to look over at (Y/n). He knew she was worried about being sick but she had to try.

(Y/n) grimaced and made sure Nina was settled on her chest before she took the spoon Evan held out to her. With her eyes closed, (Y/n) chugged the medicine as quickly as she could and shivered when she felt her stomach twist, she really felt sick now.

Her hand pressed to her mouth and she tilted her head back, shoulders quaking as she swallowed at least three times so she didn't throw it up.

Reaching out, Eddie took the spoon and downed the medicine, shaking his head and cracking his jaw as he groaned at the taste. But he would take anything if it stopped him throwing up and having the taste of acid and bile at the back of his throat.

"See, you've all been model patients." Evan perched his chin on Lois's shoulder and pressed a sloppy kiss to her cheek to make her smile. "I got some fluid IVs from the station earlier, like you said. Want me to hook you both up to one? I got those things too… diuretics, since none of you are keeping any fluids down."

Evan had gone to the station to have a word with Bobby, just to make sure Eddie had the rest of the week off and Evan had the next four days. While he was there, he let the team steal Nina for a cuddle and he went in the back and found some saline bags and IV lines and needles. He knew neither of his partners were managing to keep much fluids down and they had thrown up all their meals yesterday.

He needed some in case the kids got any worse too. And he found diuretics to give to all of them except Grace as she was only a toddler. It would give all of them some vitamins and essentials and keep them boosted with all the throwing up they had done between them.

"Hook us up, I feel like shit."

Evan reached his hand down and bashed Eddie's thigh, muttering a quiet 'language' and frowning playfully at him.

"Alright, whoever wants a bath shuffle off the bed and wait in the hall please. That way we have no wires getting pulled out." A bath might make the kids feel better and more inclined to sleep. And it would let Eddie and (Y/n) have a while to themselves to be on a drip without anyone wriggling around or lying on the wires and pulling them out.

Lois tiredly shuffled out of Evan's arms and flopped down to her feet but she could barely hold herself up. She shuffled into the hall while Pete gruffly followed along, dragging his feet behind him.

"Go get a bath, girlie." Eddie gently pulled Grace off his chest and leaned over to set her down on her feet. She swayed as she waddled over and took Lois's hand, clinging to her sister until Evan came back. She wanted one of her parents, she wanted love and attention and cuddles galore.

"Babe…" (Y/n) shuffled across the bed and moved her arms towards Eddie who faintly smiled and reached out for Nina. He was fine with needles whereas (Y/n) wasn't a fan and it made her feel lightheaded. When she had her bloods taken at the doctors, the boys always had to go with her as she had a tendency to faint.

(Y/n) shuffled down and tucked her face into Eddie's shoulder, kissing his bare skin as she dragged her blanket higher around her. A smile pulled at her lips when Chris moved up and snuggled himself down into the corner where (Y/n) had just been sitting so she was now between two of her boys.

Tilting his head to the side, Eddie pressed a kiss to the top of (Y/n)'s head and started to run one hand up and down Nina's back. She was well and truly off to sleep now but she could stay with them a while longer and have a cuddle before she went in her cot.

When Evan came back with the bag of goodies Hen had graceously helped him rob from the station, he sat down next to Eddie's thigh. He took his chance to cup Eddie's chin in his hand and tilt his head up for a kiss. He was overjoyed that food poisoning couldn't be contagious like a sickness bug, it meant Evan could kiss and snuggle his partners all he liked without getting ill himself.

"I look like shit," Eddie murmured with a raised brow. He knew he looked far from his best and he felt like he was on death's door, but the goofy smile and the flash of teeth made Eddie's stomach flip.

"Hm, you look good to me." Evan stole another kiss and took the chance to bite down on Eddie's lip just to make him groan. "Where'd you want it?"

A tired, lopsided smile pulled at Eddie's lips and he kept his left hand on Nina's back while he held his right hand out to Evan. If the IV was on his right hand, he could rest his arm on the edge of the sofa bed or on a cushion so none of the kids bumped into him or pulled it out by mistake. And it meant he could loop his left arm around (Y/n) or the kids if he wanted to.

Eddie closed his eyes and pressed his lips against the top of (Y/n)'s head. Breathing into her hair and focusing on the feeling of her lips pressing hollow kisses up and down his shoulder and over as much of his neck as she could reach.

He stayed still and patient while Evan swiped an anticeptic wipe across the back of his hand and poked around to find a good vein. He found one and got out a needle and cap.

"Here you go, babe." His thumb pressed down on the back of Eddie's hand over the vein and he carefully inserted the needle. He tore off two pieces of medical tape to secure it in place and attached the fluid line.

Evan took the opportunity to lean over Eddie, give him another searing kiss and place the IV bag on the back of the sofa behind the pillows. He made sure the wire wasn't tangled or crumpled and it was wide open. Being behind the pillows stopped any of the kids from playing with it or bursting it when they came back.

"Your turn," Evan spoke gently and smiled when (Y/n) placed her right hand on his thigh while her left hand stayed curled around Eddie's bicep. She kept her cheek resting on his shoulder and shuffled a bit higher so her lips and nose could brush against Eddie's neck. She didn't want to see the needle go into her skin.

She felt Evan swab the back of her hand and poke around to find a suitable vein. But the moment the needle capped into her vein, (Y/n) could feel her stomach giving an awful twist and she scrunched her nose and pushed further into Eddie.

It felt like her pulse was throbbing under every inch of her skin and her head started to pound and feel like it was building up ready to explode.

"All done-"

Eddie groaned and brought his knees up near his stomach out of shock and instinct when (Y/n)'s forehead bashed into the side of his neck. He struggled to take a proper breath and he tried to keep his eyes on Evan when he felt (Y/n) slump and loll against his left arm.

She'd fainted.

"Oh God, come here," Evan moved the IV tube around the back of (Y/n) and tucked the saline bag behind the pillows next to Eddie's one.

He slipped a hand beneath her neck and Eddie's shoulder and gently reeled her up away from Eddie so she could slump back into the pillows. Evan expected a similar reaction, especially considering she didn't do well with needles and she hadn't eaten anything which would make her more lightheaded than usual.

He gently eased her back into the den of pillows and let her head slump to the right near Eddie. She would come around in a moment.

"Look after your mum for me while I do bath time." Evan murmured as he leaned over and kissed the top of Chris's head.

Chris leaned to the right, wrapping an arm around (Y/n)'s waist and leaning his head on her arm. He grinned when Evan kissed (Y/n)'s temple, then moved to do the same to Eddie and Nina before he climbed off the bed. Three of their five kids were waiting patiently to get a bath.

And when Evan looked across at them, his smile softened like butter. Lois was swaying back and forth on her heels, trying to stay awake and upright but she looked like she was about to collapse. Pete was leaning back against the wall with an arm around his stomach and his thumb between his teeth. Then there was Grace. The toddler was sat on the floor with tired eyes and her arms stretched up in Evan's direction.

"Bathroom, troop."

He leaned down and scooped Grace up so he could sit her on his hip while Lois and Pete walked in front of him towards the bathroom. Their movements were sluggish and their feet were shuffling along behind them, they were growing tired.

It made Evan's heart soften to see Lois and Pete slump down on the bath mat and lean their heads on the edge of the bath. They looked just like they were about to fall asleep and it made him smile. He turned on the bath and let Lois add half a bottle of bubbles.

"Let's get some pjs," He spoke quietly into Grace's hair and headed into the girl's room to find them some clothes to change into.

Evan crouched down in front of the bath, pressing his knees into the bottom of the tub while he turned off the taps and nodded for Pete and Lois to climb in. He tried to unlatch Grace's arms from his neck but she held tight, tucking her face into his neck as she grumbled.

"No."

"Oh, come on girlie, you'll feel better." Evan leaned over and fought hard to undo Grace's hold over his neck that was beginning to ache. Finally, she seemed to relent and flopped her arms down into the bath, splashing bubbles up high into the air.

Grimacing, Evan pulled back and sighed. He reeled his shirt up over his head and tossed it into the wash basket. They could splash him all they wanted today and he wouldn't fuss, as long as the kids felt better and smiled.

His arms folded on the side of the bath and he perched his chin on his arms, smiling when Pete turned around and placed a wad of bubbles right on the end of his nose.

"Thanks, buddy." He mumbled softly and reached a hand down into the water to grab a fistful of bubbles and splatter them onto Pete's hair.

His eyes cast down to Grace who was sat in the centre of the bath, right in front of him and he frowned when she reached up and patted his cheek. "Shave." She whispered, causing Evan to grin despite his confusion.

"I shaved this morning, I'll have you know." He moved his hand to run along his chin and down his neck. Evan shaved every morning. He didn't like facial hair, he never tried to grow a beard because the one time he did when Lois was a toddler, she cried when she saw his beard. Since then, he always shaved.

Whereas the kids didn't seem to mind when Eddie grew out his facial hair. But they were all used to Eddie having stubble most of the time so a beard wasn't a lot different. Both men had taken to shaving every day recently.

"No, shave."

His lips curled into a frown and his eyes narrowed down on his little girl, but a quiet grumble left his lips when he realised what she meant.

Grace found a handful of bubbles and smeared them all along Evan's face, lips and down his neck until he was coughing and snorting lavender bubbles. She then dabbed her hand in the water, and very carefully started to brush her index finger through the bubbles. She was pretending to shave him.

Evan stayed still and silent, closing his eyes for a moment when grace swiped the bubbles rather close to his eyes over his cheekbones. And he tilted his head back to let her clean the bubbles from down his neck.

Her gentle touch was soft and rather precise and delicate and Evan found himself smiling brightly. He was so used to the kids messing and tracing over all his various tattoos, but this was different.

"All done." Grave dipped both her hands in the warm water and planted them down on Evan's face, patting him like she was pretending to apply cream to his face.

"Is that better, baby-cake?"

Grace nodded with a tired smile before she leaned her head forward and pressed her cheek down into his arm. She curled both hands around Evan's arm that was dangling in the water and leaned on his other arm. Her eyes fell closed and she curled up in the water as if she was lying in his arms.

Leaning down, Evan kissed the top of her head and slid both hands into the water. One arm stayed around her front while his other hand reached out to mess with the bath toys Lois was pushing around the water.

The eldest girl was laid back so the water was up to her chin and she was tossing the rubber toys back and forth, but she wasn't really bothered with them. She was too tired to play which told Evan she really was ill. And Pete wasn't much better.

He leaned over and slumped himself against Evan's free arm and closed his eyes.

"Have we all had enough?" Evan mumbled quietly, looking around the three of them who all nodded. "Alright, one… two… three." He helped each of them out and handed them a towel, but a sigh passed through his lips when he looked down at Pete.

He flopped across Evan's lap, curling up with his arms around his middle and his head on Evan's jogging bottoms. The material turned a dark shade of grey and Evan tried not to grimace at the feeling of his bottoms now sticking to his legs. He knew Pete couldn't help it, he was sick and almost asleep.

"No… no! Papa mine!" Grace tried to nudge Pete off of Evan's lap but she stopped when Evan wrapped a towel around her and moved her to stand at his side.

"No, jealous bum, you can share me."

He wrapped a towel over Pete who seemed content just to wait and lie where he was. While Lois got herself dried and dressed, Evan dried Grace and looked around for her pull-up and pyjamas.

Grace flopped down on her back and kicked her legs out at Evan with the last little bit of energy she had. A smile on her face and a squeal passing her lips when Evan caught both her ankles in one hand and tugged her closer. He slipped on her pull-up and fought to get her into her onesie when she wriggled around on her back like a worm, just to wind him up and be cheeky.

"Go find daddy." Evan murmured as he lifted Grace to her feet and sent her on her way with a kiss on her temple.

She followed Lois out the bathroom, both respectively shouting for (Y/n) and Eddie.

"Pete… and you're asleep."

With his hands beneath Pete's arms, he carefully shuffled Pete off his lap and onto the bath mat in front of him. He dried him off and easily got him into his pyjamas while Pete barely turned his head or made a sound.

"I guess you're mine this afternoon buddy, hm?" Evan carefully lifted Pete up and settled him down on his chest with his face tucked into Evan's neck. He smoothed his hand up and down Pete's back as he walked down the hall and back into the living room towards the rest of his family.

A burning smile flooded Evan's face when he looked over them all. Eddie still had Nina curled up on his chest, but he now had Grace under his right arm and she had one hand on Nina's back as if she was soothing the youngest girl to sleep. (Y/n) had Lois curled up between her legs and Chris still attached to her left side.

Moving over, Evan sat down next to Chris and did his best to wedge himself into the tiny space at the end between Chris and the arm of the sofa. He kept Pete curled up on his chest and draped a blanket around them both.

"I think I'm rather good at playing doctor, don't you?"

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Arthur Curry x plus size reader

Arthur loves to tease you when you have things to do but you can give it as good as you get

Warnings: nudity, teasing, fluff, implied smut, reader calls Arthur a slut (like we all know he is)

WC: 1.1k

Minors DNI

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“Ok so we have dinner with your parents tonight but we’re in charge of drinks and dessert so I was thinking that you could run into town to get a nice bottle of wine while I made a pie. And then oh yummy just so- Arthur!” You looked up from where you had been folding the long overdue laundry only to see your fiancé wander into the bedroom dressed only in a towel that did nothing to hide the way his ‘gift’ swung as he moved. Your thoughts quickly trailed off to a place you had no time to go before you caught yourself.

“What?” He asked but the smirk on his stupid face gave him away. You angrily pointed at him.

“No. This is not happening.” 

Arthur dramatically put his hand on his bare chest like he was offended. “What’s not happening? Dinner? That’s disappointing, I was looking forward to it.” You glared at him.

“Fine, if that’s how we’re playing it.” You sucked your teeth and turned back to the laundry, folding the last remaining shirt and then moving over to the closet. Arthur’s light footfalls followed you, keeping just enough distance to keep you interested. “Tomorrow, I’m meeting up with Lois, and Clark but I really think he just invited himself. He’s got some serious fomo.”

Your fiancé reached around you and plucked up a pair of underwear from his pile as you were putting everything away. You fought the urge to look back at him, knowing that if you did, you would just be giving him what he wanted. You cleared your throat and kept talking. “So you’re welcome to come along if you want, I doubt Clark will want to listen to me and his wife having girl talk.”

There came a muffled thud from behind you, and out of the corner of your eye, you caught sight of his white towel now a heap on the floor. You could vaguely see his naked legs out of your peripheral vision, you were tempted, dear god were you tempted to just look up a couple more inches. Your grip on the now empty laundry basket got tighter. “And um, your mom wanted to go wedding dress shopping this weekend but- fuck.” 

You made the mistake of turning around once you believed it was safe but instead you were met with the glorious view of Arthur’s mostly naked tattooed body, wearing only the tightest, smallest boxers you had ever seen. That bastard knew you were close to breaking.

“Out!” He actually jumped at your outburst. “Go on get! We absolutely cannot be late tonight and I cannot show up to your parents’ house smelling like sex. So go get a bottle of wine, a nice one, and leave me alone until we have to go.” Looking like a kicked puppy, Arthur whined and left the room, shooting you a sad look over his shoulder.

You huffed. “And put on some clothes you slut!”

Arthur had homework, and as pathetic as that sounded, it was resoundingly true. In order to get the Atlantean king more involved in Justice League business, Bruce had given him a stack of files on various villains to read through. Begrudgingly, Arthur had complied, of course with a little motivation from you but Batman didn’t need to know that.

So once a week, he would hole himself up in your little office at the back of the house and study. As soon as the door shut behind him, you set your plan into motion.

Making sure the shower was extra hot, you stepped into the stream of water. You stayed in just long enough to quickly scrub your body in your extra fancy body wash and to make sure you were completely soaked. You grabbed the smallest towel you could find (coincidentally it was the same one Arthur used only three days ago) and wrapped it around yourself as best you could while not completely drying off. Most of your naked body was still visible though, including your entire right side, but it covered just enough that Arthur wouldn’t be suspicious.

The grumbling coming from behind the office door told you all you needed to know. You smothered the smirk on your face behind a concerned expression and quietly entered. His huge figure was hunched over your desk, a large pile of paper in front of him, his unruly hair tied up messily out of his face, exposing the way his nose scrunched in confusion.

“How’s your work going Art?” His shoulders visibly relaxed at the sound of your voice. 

“It’s going,” he responded with a grumble, turning in his seat to face you but froze quickly, “Queenie, what are you wearing?” Playing dumb, you looked down at your scantily covered body, still wet and warm from the shower, then back up to your fiancé.

“Oh I just took a shower, is that a problem?” He furiously shook his head.

“Nope, nada. You take allllll the showers you want lovey.” He looked at you and it seemed like he was about to get up from the desk to attack you but the files caught his eye once more and he deflated. You grinned victoriously. “Except maybe not today,” Arthur winced, “I have a lot of stuff I have to get done.”

“How would me being all wet and steamy be a problem for you my king?” Your voice took on a sultry tone, one you only used in the bedroom and it had an immediate effect on him. His eyes instantly went dark with lust and his fingers curled into a fist.

With a herculean effort, Arthur forced himself to turn away from you and focus back on his work. “This has to get done so can you put on some clothes? I can’t concentrate.” 

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry. Let me get out of your way, I know how important all this is and how you can’t be distracted.” You purred as you walked back to the door, making sure your hips swayed sensually, just the way he liked. “Come find me when you’re done.” And then you dropped the towel.

There was a beat of silence and then.

“Fuck this.” Huge hands were suddenly wrapped around your thick waist and you were spun around, coming face-to-face with the man you had promised to spend your life with. “You are an evil evil woman.” He snarled.

“And yet, I got the King of Atlantis to crack.” You smugly responded.

“Then let me show you what riling up a king gets you.” And Arthur learned that day that you gave as good as you got.

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Weekly Fic Rec 44

As promised, an extra long fic rec list for this week! Mostly Superbat with some sprinkling of Batfam, Superwonderbat, and Wonderbat. Enjoy :)

ABO Bunny/Clark and Wolf/Bruce series - Superbat, complete. There are 33 works in this series! 33! It was such a delight to read too!

Mister Kent by Taxi_Cab_To_Slowtown - Superbat, complete. Battinson flavored Superbat, my beloved.

Cold Snap by iselsis - Batfam, complete. Batman finds a young Tim and Jason (who is also a wolf shifter) out in the cold. Adoption ensues.

Jason and Damian escape the League series - Batfam, wip. Exactly what it says on the tin, Jason steals baby Damian and finds his way back to Bruce :)

To Care For A Kryptonian by TheCourtSorcerer - Superbat, complete. Clark gets sick from an alien flu :( Luckily, Bruce is there to take care of him :)

weighing him down by TheCourtSorcerer - Superbat, complete. A tough case gets to Bruce. Clark helps.

Careless by TheCourtSorcerer - Superbat, complete. Batman and Superman are caught making out in the Watchtower conference room :)))))))

Flatline by dragonpyre - Batfam, wip. Jason is captured and give a paralytic that makes his heart beat almost undetectable. The batfam finds him and much angst ensue.

one brick short by pomeloquat - Superbat, complete. Lego Batman is given a womb tattoo by a magic user. Lego Superman helps him get rid of it. Lego sex (???????) ensues.

Patroclus by widow_account - Superbat, wip. An update to the fic where Clark is kidnapped and forced to fight on Warworld. Bruce has finally found him, and they are reunited. But, a wrench is thrown in the rescue plan :(((((((

Sunflower by Firecat23 - Superbat, complete. Bruce keeps finding sunflowers at his desk. I wonder who could be giving them to him? :)))))

So Get Your Eyes Off My Pride by second_hand_heaven - Superwonderbat, complete. Bruce needs to keep up his playboy image, so he goes clubbing with Clark and Diana. Sexy shenanigans ensue.

from the inside of the wounds by shipyrds - Superbat, complete. A magic user cursed Bruce and Clark to feel each other's pain. Revelations are made.

a battle of wills by coyote_nebula- Batfam, complete. Bruce keeps getting emails from his lawyer about his will. Annoyed and in pain from past injuries, he sends a snarky email with the will to them. UNFORTUNATELY, the email is sent to his family instead. Shenanigans ensue.

The Lone Ranger Never Had to Deal with Bruce Wayne by theskeptileptic - Batfam, complete. Tim tries to fake his death by getting lost in the woods on a camping trip. Unfortunately, his nosey neighbor Bruce Wayne finds out Tim is going camping, and insists that he and his sons go camping with him. Shenanigans ensue.

(Love) Triangles Have Multiple Centers by frozenpotions - Superbat, wip. Drama increases in this identity porn fic!!!! Lois also went on a date with Bruce!! But it didn't go as well as Clark's one night stand with him!!! It is important that no one in the office finds out about this or he will never hear the end of it. Clark also meets Robin!

No Cops at Pride (Only Batman) by emmacortana - Superbat and Batfam, complete. Bruce thinks Dick is trying to come out to him. Dick tells Bruce something else instead. Shenanigans ensue.

Her August Presence by ThatDamnKennedyKid - Superbat, complete. Fem!Battinson meets Clark Kent. She's shy, but not in the bedroom, if you know what I mean ;)

I'm gonna steal (save) your from him by Karmawillcollect - Wonderbat, complete. Fem!Bruce steals Diana away from her terrible boyfriend.

Patchwork Pod by Ktkat9 - Superbat, wip. More of the mer Bruce fic! Clark FINALLY asks the question! Everyone is happy! But some sudden revelations happen!!

Happy reading!

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DO SEXUALITY HEADCANONS FOR THE TNMN NIGHTMARE MODE RESIDENTS AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSSS 🙏🙏🙏🙏

I was wondering if I was gonna do it, but since you ask ☻ I'm very pleased to do it for you ♥ I'll add the infos with them as a bonus so I don't need to do 2 different posts for their Infos and their Sexuality Headcanons.

Hope you don't mind !

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TNMN Nightmare Mode Sexuality Headcanons (+ Infos)

Floor 1 :

Xezbet Xerbeth : Maverique Multisexual

ID Number : 332569945968

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Soul Eater

"Replaces" : Roman Stilnsky

Relations : Drugia Fleuretty {Roomate}

Birthday : August 9th

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 5'7" (170 cm)

Weight : 170 lbs (77 kg)

Blood Type : B-

"Anthem" : Monster by Starset

Appearance :

LISTED :

Scar on the Head

Small Nose

Big Smile

Two Tattoos

Scar on Left Cheekbone

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Sharp Teeth

Red Eyes

Black Pupils

Curly Black Hair

Black Coat

Drugia Fleuretty : Androsexual Intersex

ID Number : 116682111989

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Nightmare Designer

"Replaces" : Lois Stilnsky

Relations : Xezbet Xerbeth {Roomate}

Birthday : October 25th

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 5'9" (175 cm)

Weight : 331 lbs (150 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Nightmare by Design by TryHardNinja

Appearance :

LISTED :

24 Fingers

Many Eyes

Small Nose

Wears Earrings

Hands on the Head

2. OTHERS :

Blue Skin

Big Lips with Pink Lipstick

Yellow Eyes

Four Sharp Teeth

Spirals on each Hands

Blue and Golden Dress

Barbatos Barrabam : Demifluid Polysexual

ID Number : 896689886989

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 1228

Occupation : Human Hunter

"Replaces" : Robertsky Peachman

Relations : Exael Lanithro {Roomate}

Birthday : May 19th

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 6'6" (198 cm)

Weight : 198 lbs (90 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

"Anthem" : The Hunt by Rissy

Appearance :

LISTED :

15 Thorns

Small Nose

Two Tattoos

Big Teeth

Small Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

No Pupils

Yellowish Eyes

Black Shirt

White Coat

Exael Lanithro : Non Binary Aroace

ID Number : 235325968986

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 1228

Occupation : Torturer

"Replaces" : Albertsky Peachman

Relations : Barbatos Barrabam {Roomate}

Birthday : May 22nd

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 4'11" (150 cm)

Weight : 212 lbs (96 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana

Appearance :

LISTED :

15 Needles

Dotted Eyebrows

Prominent Chin

Tired Eyes

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Bald

Pinkish Eyes

Black Pupils

Three Horizontal Traits

Five Vertical Traits

Black Attire

Multiple Torture Tools

Abducius Morail : Trans Abrosexual

ID Number : 763764748675

Apartment : F01-03

Apartment Phone # : 5513

Occupation : Mutilator

"Replaces" : Angus Ciprianni

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : March 3rd

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 6'2" (188 cm)

Weight : 66 lbs (30 kg)

Blood Type : AB+

"Anthem" : Pain by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Scar on Nose

Have Piercings

Stretched Eyelids

Big Smile

2. OTHERS :

7 Nose Stitches

Dolphin Bites

10 piercings Total

Nose Ring

Yellow Pupils

Short Brown Hair

Bandages all over his Body

Multiple Mutilating Tools

Lilith Lilitu Lilit : Genderqueer Hetero-Curious

ID Number : 172535271725

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Witch

"Replaces" : Elenois Sverchzt

Relations : Anazareth Anazarel {Roomate ; Possible Relative}

Birthday : November 2nd

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 6'4" (193 cm)

Weight : 86 lbs (39 kg)

Blood Type : B+

"Anthem" : Black Magic by Little Mix

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Pointed Nose

Pointed Ears

Wears Earrings

5 Tattooed Eyes

Has Fangs

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Curly Brown Hair

Pinkish Purple Lipstick

Three Earrings on each Ears

Headband that Covers her Eyes

Black Gothic Dress

Anazareth Anazarel : Fingender Androgynosexual

ID Number : 435612349876

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Create Curses

"Replaces" : Selenne Sverchzt

Relations : Lilith Lilitu Lilit {Roomate ; Possible Relative}

Birthday : April 12th

Zodiac Sign : Aries

Height : 6'9" (206 cm)

Weight : 110 lbs (50 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Magic Melody by DHT

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Pointed Nose

Has 7 Horns

Wears Earrings

Three Tattoos

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Pink Lipstick

Tied Up Light Brown Hair

Pink Make-Up

Flower on Hair

Floor 2 :

Chaugnar Faugn : Demisexual Aporagender

ID Number : 456989632368

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Occultist

"Replaces" : Arnold Schmicht

Relations : Nyogtha Z'mog {Roomate}

Birthday : December 26th

Zodiac Sign : Capricorn

Height : 7'0" (213 cm)

Weight : 414 lbs (188 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Has a Trunk

1 Tattoo

2 Tusks

Big Ears

2. OTHERS :

Red Eyes

Two Earrings on each Ears

Indian-like Clothing

Two Dots Beneath each Eyes

Nyogtha Z'mog : Aromantic Quoigender

ID Number : 986463213811

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Gravedigger

"Replaces" : Gloria Schmicht

Relations : Chaugnar Faugn {Roomate ; Brought her back to Life}

Birthday : March 29th

Zodiac Sign : Aries

Height : 5'1" (155 cm)

Weight : 373 lbs (169 kg)

Blood Type : O-

"Anthem" : Zombie by The Cranberries

Appearance :

LISTED :

Round Nose

Several Scars

Curly Hair

Round Head

Thin Eyebrows

2. OTHERS :

Flat Teeth

Green Skin

Pink Lipstick

Greying Hair

Purple Eyes

Two Different Eyes

Slight Heterochromia

Screw Over the Neck

Punk Collar

Grey Dress

Zoth Ommog : Pangender Autosexual Polyamorous

ID Number : 456325638947

Apartment : F02-02

Apartment Phone # : 7332

Occupation : Ritualist

"Replaces" : Izaack Gauss

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : May 7th

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 6'11" (210 cm)

Weight : 441 lbs (200 kg)

Blood Type : O-

"Anthem" : Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Smile

Big Nose

Little Hands on the Chin

Pointy Head

2. OTHERS :

No Nasal Groove

Bald

Eyes Closed

Big Metallic Collar

Sharp Teeth

Shub Niggurath : Lithromantic Trigender

ID Number : 156894755236

Apartment : F02-03

Apartment Phone # : 6431

Occupation : Causes Famine

"Replaces" : Margarette Bubbles

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : March 1st

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 5'10" (178 cm)

Weight : 276 lbs (125 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Pit of Vipers by Simon Curtis

Appearance :

LISTED :

Tattoo on the Forehead

Small Nose

Big Smile

Seven Snakes

Round Head

2. OTHERS :

Greenish Skin

Dark Spiral Pupils

Yellow Eyes

Pink Lipstick

Sharp Teeth

Dark Blue Dress

Massive Golden Necklace

Yog Sothoth : Genderfluid Homo-Curious

ID Number : 689547464823

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Vampirism

"Replaces" : Francis Mosses

Relations : Quachil Uttaus {Roomate ; Daughter ?}

Birthday : November 24th

Zodiac Sign : Sagittarius

Height : 5'6" (167 cm)

Weight : 106 lbs (48 kg)

Blood Type : O+

"Anthem" : Dangerous (Oliver Remix) by Big Data ft. Joywave

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Nose

Nose Ring

Shaded Eyes

Short Hair

Has Fangs

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Yellow Cat-Like Eyes

Has Spike Earrings

Dark Brown Hair

Punk-Like Collar with Padlock

Dark Grey Coat

Quachil Uttaus : Agender Bi-Curious

ID Number : 636463636463

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Causes Misfortune

"Replaces" : Anastacha Mikaelys

Relations : Yog Sothoth {Roomate ; Father ?}

Birthday : August 28th

Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Height : 4'1" (124 cm)

Weight : 77 lbs (35 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : The Monster by Eminem ft. Rihanna

Appearance :

LISTED :

9 Eyes

Levitates

Has a Halo

Speaks Telepathically

2. OTHERS :

Messy Brown Hair

Bandages all over her Body

Golden Necklace

Light Blue Dress

Floor 3 :

Yan Luo Wang Diyu : Cisgender Homo-Curious

ID Number : 798654298466

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Princess of Death

"Replaces" : Mia Stone

Relations : Orcus Dis Pater {Roomate ; Possible Lover ?}

Birthday : October 20th

Zodiac Sign : Libra

Height : 6'5" (196 cm)

Weight : 146 lbs (66 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Princess of China by Coldplay ft. Rihanna

Appearance :

LISTED :

Small Nose

Teeth in the Cheeks

Thin Eyebrows

No Pupils

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

2. OTHERS :

Long Straight Black Hair

Pink Lipstick

Pink Make-Up

Has Earrings

Wears a Crown

Bandages all over her Body

Red Traditional Chinese Dress

Orcus Dis Pater : Gynesexual Demiboy

ID Number : 632525984964

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Collects Skins

"Replaces" : Dr. W. Afton

Relations : Yan Luo Wang Diyu {Roomate ; Possible Lover ?)

Birthday : June 17th

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 6'1" (185 cm)

Weight : 220 lbs (100 kg)

Blood Type : O+

"Anthem" : Time of Dying by Three Days Grace

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Mask

Bright Eyes

Long Smile

Dark Skin

2. OTHERS :

White Eyes with Radioactive Form

Spiral Black Pupils

Bones all over his Body

Wires and Springs all over his Body

Ishtar Ereskigal : Deminonbinary Omnisexual

ID Number : 945269858896

Apartment : F03-02

Apartment Phone # : 4122

Occupation : Causes Pests

"Replaces" : Nacha Mikaelys

Relations : Unknown

Birthday : July 14th

Zodiac Sign : Cancer

Height : 4'5" (135 cm)

Weight : 130 lbs (59 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Nose

Long Smile

Round Head

Curly Hair

Big Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Dark Green Skin

Dark Blue Hairtie

Ten Sharp Teeth

Black Pupils

White Eyes

Brown Necklace

Purple Dress

Teutates Taranis : Leather Gender Neutral Pansexual

ID Number : 789586413294

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Annihilator

"Replaces" : Steven Rudboys

Relations : Ah Puch Xibalbá {Roomate}

Birthday : February 10 th

Zodiac Sign : Aquarius

Height : 6'8" (203 cm)

Weight : 152 lbs (69 kg)

Blood Type : A+

"Anthem" : Monster by Imagine Dragons

Appearance :

LISTED :

Face Tattoos

Serious Gaze

Long Nose

Sharp Teeth (Not Visible Unless Speaking)

Long Hair

2. OTHERS :

Pale Skin

Red Pupils

Black Shades around the Eyes

Gothic/Punk Outfit

Ah Puch Xilbalbá : Leather Bisexual

ID Number : 564895213647

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Bone Breaker

"Replaces" : Mclooy Rudboys

Relations : Teutates Taranis {Roomate}

Birthday : August 18th

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 4'3" (129 cm)

Weight : 174 lbs (79 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

"Anthem" : Monster by Skillet

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Mask

Round Head

Short Hair

Round Ears

Small Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Black Pupils

White Eyes

Bandages all over his Body

Grey Outfit

Multiple Bones Breaking Tools

Dagda Crom Cruach : Apogender Gray-Sexual

ID Number : 965845863219

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Soul Scarecrow

"Replaces" : Alf Cappuccin

Relations : Izanami Yomi {Roomate}

Birthday : January 4th

Zodiac Sign : Capricorn

Height : 4'7" (140 cm)

Weight : 99 lbs (45 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Numb by Linkin Park

Appearance :

LISTED :

Wears a Hat

Mouth Stitches

Big Head

Wears a Mask

2. OTHERS :

Dark Purple Skin

Messy Grey Hair

Yellow Eyes

Spiral Black Pupils

Ropes all over his Body

Dark Red Coat

Izanami Yomi : Homoflexible Bigender

ID Number : 235689986532

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Deforms Faces

"Replaces" : Rafttellyn Cappuccin

Relations : Dagda Crom Cruach {Roomate}

Birthday : September 11th

Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Height : 5'11" (180 cm)

Weight : 88 lbs (40 kg)

Blood Type : A-

"Anthem" : Ghost by Halsey

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Hair

Big Nose

Round Chin

Pale Face

2. OTHERS :

Pink Lipstick

Tired Eyes

White Pupils

Brownish Yellow Eyes

White Dress

[suzukiblu]

I love so many of your fics! They're all so interesting.

Could I put in a request for WIP Wednesday for the one where Kon's soulmark isn't fake, please?

Like–obviously it's Clark Kent. That's why Lois Lane is marrying him and why he writes about Superman almost as much as she does and why he and Superman don't ever act jealous of each other. They're probably a triad or something, and . . . wait, no. Superboy doesn't have any other marks. And Cadmus would've given him both of Superman's marks if he had two, wouldn't they? Why would they just fake one of them? 

Well . . . he did get broken out early, admittedly, so maybe they just . . . didn't get to it? Didn't have time to or something? 

That'd make sense, he guesses. He has no idea how Cadmus even manufactured something that looks so much like a soulmark to begin with–everyone knows normal tattoos don't pass, and he's pretty sure magic wouldn't have lasted this long–so who knows how involved the process might've been. 

So yeah, that's probably Clark Kent in that mark, and Superboy just doesn't have a copy of whatever one belongs to Superman and Lois Lane. Or . . . however that works. Though he guesses they could be a V-shaped triad too. Like, maybe. 

Actually, Clark Kent being Superman's soulmate would pretty neatly explain why the two of them are like . . . never around each other in public, come to think of it. Superman probably doesn't want anyone knowing they're soulmates, especially after the way Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen and just the Daily Planet in general have all already gotten targeted so many times. Like, that'd make a lot of sense, really. 

Superboy definitely wouldn't have called them being soulmates, at least, so . . . yeah. If that's the plan, it's clearly working.

[sir-fluffbutts]

how do you get ideas for outfits for your ocs / adopts? is there like a magic infinite pinterest clothing board all the artists use or something

honestly i have no idea

and its not like i have good fasion sence as well cause i haven't changed out of my "please buy my art i'm not built for onltfans" shirt for the past two weeks

---

do you know that one family guy clip where lois and peter goes

"peetha how are you doing that"

"i don't know lois im scared"

yeah, thats me with fashion and tattoo designs 🥹

[jesncin]

chinoy lois truther™ anon again 😭 but i saw hong konger bruce wayne and had to chime in 👀 had no idea this already existed even tho it’s been an idea in my head for a while!

like you i’m not obsessed with the bats (seems EXHAUSTING) but i do like myself some bruce wayne. while staying in hk for a bit i saw SO MANY bats on the porcelain in the museums and it got my gears turning. a suit that looks like traditional representations of bats in chinese art would be so cute (maybe look a bit like man-bat tho… cool in its own way still tbh).

and batman reimagined as one of those triad gang stories would be wayyyy too fun. some guy with the name bat chi-kwong (super old fashioned names) bruce wayne (also super old fashioned sounding… THINK ABOUT IT! we dc fans are just so used to it but it’s old sounding!!) 😭 maybe he’d actually live in macau or something to keep the media off his scent LMAO. he can afford the commute!

We can't deny ourselves a little of that Bruce Wayne, amirite. Honestlyyy a culturally informed Batman suit that embraces the fauna aspects would be soooo bespoke.

OH MAN you've got my brain churning based on my time in Hong Kong!! Honestly Bruce Wayne is an old sounding name but is so right at home with the kind of names Hong Kongers would pick as an "english name" (right up there with Vicky/Vivian, Tiffany, Alfred, Peggy, Winston). Bruce living in Macau is absolutely destroying me, I love that. The Penguin's Iceberg Lounge is over at Central and Selina Kyle lives over at Sham Shui Po (or as I affectionally called it, Sham Shui-py Po).

A REIMAGINED GOTHAM ROGUES TRIAD STYLE WOULD BE SOOO!! Oh man I'd lose my mind over a Triad Leader Two Face, with personalized duality tattoos and everything. They get tattoos over at the now closed Tattoo Temple, and Harvey reluctantly asks for help from Bats to find out where the missing tattoo artist went. So many incredibly rich narratives in Hong Kong, it writes itself. Relevant music for the vibes.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 9/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst

Chapter Nine: Connect

Laney woke up from his nap after having a nightmare, and he pulled the mask off in a panic. "Hey, hey," Conner whispered as he grabbed Laney's wrist. "Relax. What happened earlier? Are you still fucked up about Christmas or something?" Conner asked.

Laney looked around the room and gestured for Conner to be quiet. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone—."

"And I haven't, because I'm not a jerk... But you're not really that good at hiding how you feel about things. Why don't you just tell him?" Conner asked.

Laney sighed. "Because it's not that easy... We've only hung out twice since his dad let go of his grudge against me," Laney whispered.

"Text him," Conner replied.

"See, this is what I meant when I told Dad you get on my nerves—."

Conner chuckled. "Because I'm being honest with you?" he asked.

"No, because you act like everything's so easy," Laney replied.

"It is easy. You're just making it difficult," Conner sighed.

Laney rolled his eyes. "You can be such a know-it-all sometimes. Look at me. I'm Conner. I'm a social butterfly and one of the most likable people in all of Metropolis and Gotham—."

"Shut up," Conner laughed, "And not everyone likes me. You don't like me—."

"I do like you. You just irritate me. Mainly because you have my face and some of my interests, but you're exponentially better than me at literally everything," Laney replied.

"You can't possibly be jealous of me... Laney, you're my older brother. I look up to you, as much as I hate to admit, I do," Conner replied.

Laney pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. "Please say you're joking because it's gonna make me look like an asshole if you're being serious," Laney mumbled.

"You are an asshole," Conner laughed. Laney smiled. "Can I still borrow your ID, though?"

Laney chuckled and grabbed his wallet from the table to hand Conner his ID, still holding onto it. "Wait, please don't get something ridiculous tattooed on yourself."

"I'm getting twin snakes like in that one dream I had," Conner replied. Laney smiled.

"That sounds cool, actually," Laney admitted, "Where's Dad?"

"Feeding your cat. When did you get a cat?" Conner asked.

"Right before Sylvia moved in—."

"Sylvia? Does Mom know you're living with a girl?" Conner interrupted.

"Sylvia's younger than you, and she has a girlfriend. I don't think Mom will mind... Oh, and I'm gay dingus," Laney punched Conner's shoulder.

"Oh, yeah," Conner laughed as he rubbed his shoulder, "Hey, lookit." He nudged Laney and pointed to Jason, who stood outside the glass door with an unsure smile on his face. "Talk to him, and I'll keep Dad busy."

Before Laney could say anything, Conner let Jason in and left the two of them alone. "You look good," Jason whispered.

"I look like shit," Laney laughed. Jason grinned and nodded.

"Yeah, you look fucked up," Jason snickered. Laney pushed his hair back, and his features softened as he stared at Jason. "Why do you want to talk about Christmas?"

"Because it was important to me," Laney replied. Jason sat down next to Laney.

"Well, it was humiliating for me," Jason replied.

"Because you misunderstood what was going on... I panicked, Jason," Laney confessed. Jason touched his mouth, and Laney pulled his hand from his face. "Don't do that..." Laney's voice was soft.

"Laney, what are you saying?" Jason asked. "I thought you made things pretty clear back then."

"I didn't make anything clear at all... Things weren't clear to me back then. Jason, I didn't run away because I didn't like you. I ran away because I didn't know I was gay until that moment and then I had to deal with all those feelings... And... Jason, I wasn't ready to come out, not then. How many boys were out when we were growing up?" Laney explained.

"So you did like me? I always thought that you were—." Jason trailed off. "Wait, does that mean I was your first kiss?"

Laney smiled awkwardly and nodded as the machine beeped in the background. Laney looked away and took a few breaths until the machine stopped beeping. Jason raised his hand back to his mouth to bite his nails, and Laney leaned forward and held his hand. "Stop, okay?" Laney whispered. "Was I yours?"

Jason shook his head. "But it meant a lot to me," he whispered.

"Can I kiss you?" Laney whispered so low that Jason could barely hear him. "Jason?" Jason leaned forward, and he hoped that Laney couldn't see how nervous he was. Laney touched the nape of Jason's neck, and he parted his lips as if he wanted to whisper something, only for their lips to meet. They both pulled away for a moment to look at one another, and Laney leaned back in, allowing for a second kiss. They held each other and kissed until they were breathless, their faces were flush, and they touched foreheads. Laney's ears heated up, and his ears rang. They never even heard the machine beep.

Jason giggled as he whispered, "Fuck," faintly into Laney's mouth.

"Did you just fucking giggle?" Laney laughed. Jason turned his head, still allowing their foreheads to touch. "No, let's address that—."

"Don't be a jerk," Jason laughed, "I should go—."

"You don't have to. I already slept twice since you left the last time. Stay a little longer," Laney whispered, "Please."

"I won't move," Jason laughed. Laney touched Jason's face and brushed Jason's cheek with his thumb.

"I probably shouldn't kiss you again," Laney laughed, "I forgot I still have a fever—." Jason held Laney's hand to his face.

"I didn't forget. I just didn't care," Jason murmured as he kissed Laney's palm. "Please..." Laney gave him a quick peck on the lips.

He tensed up. "How long do you think my Mom's been standing there?" Laney asked. Jason turned around and let go of Laney's hand.

"Should I go?" Jason asked. Laney shook his head.

"No, stay. I've been wanting to see you... Just stay," Laney whispered as he gestured for his mom to come in. She opened the door, and a grin spread across her face.

"Hi, Jason," Lois greeted him, " Laney, I met your roommate, Sylvia, and she said she fed Gus Gus, and she hopes you feel better."

"You can ask," Laney replied.

"When did this happen?" Lois asked, pointing to the both of them.

"Literally five minutes ago... How long were you out there?" Laney asked.

"Ten seconds," Lois answered. Jason still couldn't move himself to say anything. "I just wanted to check in with you. Clark said you got upset at the nurse during breakfast."

"Ugh, don't remind me. Christopher and Sammy probably think I'm a huge jerk," Laney groaned.

"The opposite. Sammy and Chris couldn't wait to tell Conner and me all about it," Lois whispered, "That's all I wanted to say. Do you want me to get anything from your apartment later?"

Laney shook his head. "Thanks, Mom. I'm good," he whispered before giving her a hug, and she gave him a thumbs up on the way out the door. "Aww, Mom..."

Jason smiled. "I've always liked your mom," Jason smiled.

"Please tell me you don't—."

"Next topic. Laney, what did we just do?" Jason asked. Laney sighed.

"What do you mean? We kissed, we finally acknowledged how we felt about each other, and at least we know that on both ends, there's some attraction between us two," Laney replied. Jason nodded.

"So, what? Are we gonna go on dates now? Are we dating?" Jason asked.

"Dates? Like going out to eat, going to parties, making out in the coronary care unit?" Laney asked.

Jason shook his head and chuckled. "We did not make out—."

"We did so—."

"Making out would imply tongue. We didn't make out. We kissed. We had two amazing kisses, that was all," Jason replied. Laney smiled bashfully.

"You said they were amazing, so I'll take that," Laney smiled. Jason smiled back.

"And that's coming from the first person that ever kissed you," Jason added.

"Who was your first kiss?" Laney asked.

"Laney, if you're asking if you're the first boy I ever kissed, you are... But my very first kiss was a girl a few months before I met you," Jason whispered. Someone knocked on the glass door, and Laney gestured for them to come in.

"Hey, Christopher," Laney smiled, "Wait... Weren't you with Mom or Dad?"

"I was with Mama... Then, Dad. Can I ask you something?" Chris asked.

Laney nodded. "Is it okay if Jason stays while you ask?" Laney asked.

"Dad said I could spend the weekend with you sometimes if it's okay with you," Chris mumbled, "I know I can't stay this weekend... But maybe when you're feeling better in a few weeks..." Chris fidgeted with his hands, and Laney nodded.

"Of course you can stay over sometimes... On one condition, you have to use your whole bedroom. I don't mean doing your homework in different spots. I mean, enjoy your own room. You and Jon have rooms all to yourselves," Laney whispered, "You should enjoy that."

Chris shook his head, "But, what if you want to come home?"

"I'll be a visitor in your room if you'll have me. I don't live there anymore. I visit," Laney explained, "You can do whatever you want to your room. You're thirteen-years-old, don't you ever think about changing things up a little?"

Jason smiled. "He's right. You could do something really cool with your room now that it's all yours," Jason agreed.

Chris smiled. "Okay," he nodded.

"Do you know if Sammy kept my sweatshirt with the coffee stain on it?" Laney asked. Chris smiled and nodded.

"Mom won't let him wear it to school," Chris whispered. Laney smiled.

"What are you doing today?" Laney asked. "I hope you guys aren't wasting an entire three-day weekend hanging around the hospital."

"It's not a three-day weekend, not really," Chris replied, "But Dad's gonna take us to hang out with Damian."

"Have you guys talked to him lately?" Jason asked. Chris nodded.

"We called him this morning, and he asked me to tell you to call him tonight. I think he's mad," Chris whispered.

"No, that's just his resting voice," Jason joked, "But I'll call him later..."

"What are you doing in school?" Laney asked.

"We're playing tennis in my gym class. I think I'm gonna try out for the team next month. My teacher says I'm good," Chris mumbled.

"That's what I like to hear. I didn't even know you liked tennis," Laney whispered as he playfully punched Chris's shoulder.

"I didn't know I liked it until we learned how to play," Chris smiled. Laney lit up for a moment, almost forgetting how tired he was. "If I make the team will you come to see me play sometimes?"

"Would I come to see you play? Of course, I would! I'll even come in school colors," Laney beamed. It was almost funny how genuinely excited Laney was. Jason hadn't realized how mature Laney seemed around his brothers. Chris even seemed like he looked up to Laney. "I'm glad you found something that you like to do. Maybe in a few weeks, you could show me how to play at the park." Chris nodded excitedly, and Clark and Sammy knocked on the door.

"Are we interrupting?" Clark asked. Jason shook his head.

"I'll see you later on," Jason whispered to Laney as he pressed a kiss to Laney's cheek. Sammy's jaw dropped.

"But you said—."

"There was a new development," Jason answered as he messed up Sammy's hair on his way out the door. As he exited the hospital, he noticed Lois and Conner sitting at a table eating fast food together, and Lois waved him over. He hesitated for a moment before he sat with them, and Conner took a sip of coffee.

"We haven't even said anything yet, and you already look like you're dying of embarrassment," Conner laughed, and Lois nudged him.

"Be nice," Lois whispered. Conner picked over his chicken. "Eat with us. Clark's not hungry, and we've got more than enough."

"About Laney and I—."

"Wait, you guys kissed, didn't you?" Conner asked, and Lois shot him a look. Jason nodded.

Jason grabbed a paper plate, and Lois gave him some of the food they got from the restaurant. "Do you still like green beans?" Lois asked.

"Uh-huh," Jason answered. As he took a fork and started to eat.

"Tim called you and Laney's school and rescheduled our gig... So, I guess we're gonna play two weeks from now on Saturday," Conner mentioned.

"Mm," Lois stopped him and tried to finish chewing, "Are you still doing covers?" Conner nodded.

"Yeah, like four of the songs in our set are covers. I think I'm gonna head back to the apartment after this to help Bart make the new posters," Conner replied.

Lois lit up. "Do you need help?" she asked.

"Mom, I'm cool, really. Unless you just wanna come over and hang out, that's cool too," Conner offered.

"Wait, I just remembered I can't. Your dad said Laney's roommate is coming by after lunch, and I wanna meet them," Lois replied.

"Slyvia's a girl. I haven't met her yet, though," Conner blurted out. Lois smiled.

"Laney!" a girl yelled from the parking lot. "You're supposed to be in the—. You're not Laney, are you?"

Conner shook his head and reached out to shake her hand.

"I'm his younger brother, Conner. We look a lot alike, except my eyes are the same color," Conner explained. She smiled and leaned closer.

"You two could be twins... So, you must be Laney's mom. It's so nice to meet you," Sylvia shook her hand.

Lois smiled at her. "It's nice to meet you too," Lois replied, "This is Jason—."

"He and Laney finally acknowledged that they're attracted to each other, so we're not sure if we should call him Laney's friend or—." Lois nudged Conner.

"Nice to meet you," Jason smiled as he shook Sylvia's hand. "Do you go to the university?"

"Yeah, I'm a theatre major," Sylvia replied, "Which is kind of fun because Laney's major is music therapy, so—."

"Laney changed his major to music therapy?" Conner interrupted, his mouth half-full. Sylvia nodded.

Lois took Sylvia's arm and offered to show her where Laney's hospital room was, leaving Jason and Conner to talk to each other. "I don't think you look that much like Laney," Jason replied.

"That's because you've spent more time with Laney than anybody I've ever known," Conner whispered, "Other than Chris."

"How come you and Laney stopped sharing a room?" Jason asked.

"We fought too much... And he was the only one who didn't mind getting up when Chris had nightmares," Conner replied. Sammy came outside and circled the table. "Chill!" Conner laughed.

Sammy sat down next to Conner. "Are you Laney's boyfriend now?" Sammy asked.

"We'll see," Jason answered softly. Sammy took his mother's plate and started to eat after her.

"Dad said I can sleepover at your house tonight," Sammy said.

"And why would you want to do that, Jonny number two?" Conner asked as he pinched Sammy's cheek.

"Stop!" Sammy swatted his hand away. "You said I could if I wanted to."

"Okay, but you still have to go to bed at eight-thirty," Conner replied. Sammy put his fork down.

"But I'm not even going to school tomorrow!" he exclaimed.

"Trust me, you'll be tired by then anyway," Conner replied.

"But you stay up late," Sammy replied.

"I'm not a kid. Besides, I'm giving you a whole extra thirty minutes on a school night because I know you didn't finish your homework," Conner replied.

"How do you—?"

"I didn't... A little trick I learned from Dad," Conner smiled. Jason chuckled. Jason finished eating and threw his plate out.

"Wanna see the dance I learned from TikTok?" Sammy asked.

"I have a feeling you're about to do it anyway," Conner mumbled as Sammy stood up and showed him. Conner covered his mouth as he took a moment to collect himself. "You know, that's neat, Sam. I would try it, but I have too much self-respect."

"No, you don't. I saw your yearbook picture," Sammy replied. Jason gasped.

"Sammy!" Jason laughed.

[twopoppies]

Boy it’s been a crazy day today hasn’t it!! I follow a few Larry accounts and boy oh boy you all have been mighty busy. Just want to say thanks for trying to keep everyone relatively calm. I fell down the rabbit hole towards the end of last year so I’m new to all the craziness but I’ve watched so many videos and read the lyric analyses(which are very interesting) I’ve seen the complementary tattoos( there are a few) and I’ve seen the looks that both Harry and Louis gave each other. Do I think that they were together at some point, absolutely. Do I think it now, I don’t know. I’m not used to the coding of the clothes and stuff like that. I would love it to be true but we don’t really know what their truth is. It’s theirs. As far as whether or not F is his, the events surrounding that time frame are very suspicious. I’ve been through pregnancies I know how they work. What’s odd is how, as he’s gotten older, his looks have changed and he doesn’t resemble Lois as much, which that happens. My point that I’m slowly getting to is that regardless of anyone’s opinion nobody should be badmouthing him . He’s a kid. He didn’t agree to any of this. I’m shocked to be finding out that there are Larries that are or have sent him death threats! Another thing that I see getting brought up is the denials from family members. If they are/were together family can’t say yes. It has to be denied also. I’m sure they had to sign some sort of NDA. Why ask them anyway? It’s private. Anyway sorry I guess I didn’t have a question just a rant.

I don’t know a single person who has anything negative to say about Freddie. Nor have I seen anyone claim to have sent him death threats. On the other hand, I’ve seen plenty of antis claim that larries have done those things. I’d have to see what you’re talking about, but I agree with you that the child has done absolutely nothing wrong.

Everything else… totally agree. 😉

[kermit-coded]

Non-AO3 Ricstar Fics

okay so i've been scouring the corners of the internet for more rictor and shatterstar fanfic. most of these are ship fic, but some of them are just ric and/or star focused gen stuff.

starred means i really liked them

JBMcDragon's fics:

the Contact series*

Touching (1/3)

Touching Can't Hurt (2/3)

The Therapy Thing (3/3)

an incredible series dealing with ric's unnadressed trauma from the right.

Others

I'll Be There For You

pre-slash fic. just the boys hanging out :)

And The World Trembled

ric's days with the right. very angsty.

Gladiator

star and colossus team up in the arena.

Livejournal

Taking Care of Business

ric and star go see emma frost after cortex (very fluffy and silly).

To the Ends of the Earth*

mexico era. very nice and in character.

Go on and need me

star taking care of ric.

When you have nothing left to burn

mojoverse culture exploration.

Oh admiration in falling asleep*

first kiss. very sweet.

prompt meme

hulkling and rictor get stuck under some rubble and chat.

When It Matters

ric thinking about his relationship with star.

Unto Others*

a fucking incredible look at rahne and ric rebuilding their friendship and rahne unlearning her homophobia.

Three in the Afternoon (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, epilogue)*

star goes to therapy after an argument with ric.

Show Off*

first time set after star "dies", very sweet and desperate.

Sur une route noire du désert

ric and star share a bed in mexico.

Never Let Me Go*

the bondage fic i never knew i needed.

A Hard Day for Dreaming

post-mexico break up.

Reunion*

pretty much exactly what it says. a nice little coda to their canon reunion.

Swords and Earthquakes

another mexico era fic.

better luck next time

ric character study.

I Used To Rule the World

ric missing his powers. xfi era.

Out of the Blue*

post-xforce issue 43 fic.

The Space Between

stakeout fic.

...And It Feels So Good (1, 2)*

hypothetical xfi-era reunion. very in-character.

Accidents Happen

stuck in a blizzard and huddling for warmth.

Our Wounds Still Tender*

sam and ric talk. really heart felt and bittersweet.

Royal Station 4/16*

pretty much the same as above, just a different scenario.

Provoked

ric's reaction to star telling him about windsong. very good ric voice.

Wound-Up Boy

another ric trauma character study.

Applied Knowledge

ric saves some people.

Red Leaves*

bittersweet post-mexico break up fic.

A Reunion, Witnessed*

another hypothetical reunion from domino's perspective.

On the Red Sox's winning the 2007 World Series*

fun little fluff piece. nice ric and terry friendship moment.

Astounding Adventures of Shatterstar and Rictor (1, 2, 2.5, 3)

fun 1950s reporter/vigilante au. got a golden age superman and lois lane feel.

Bridging the Gap (1, 2, 3, 4)

unfinished x-force era fic, but excellent star and ric voices.

Belly Button

cute little ficlet.

Tag. (You Are The One.)

ficlet that leans into star's more animalistic/warrior-like qualities.

Seven

cozy ficlet.

Fierce

neck massage and kissing!

The Manual*

star struggling with being "normal" ficlet.

Footsteps in the Desert*

ric gets injured and star takes care of him, mexico-era.

What Happened in Mexico*

bittersweet post-mexico break up fic, sequel to the above.

Days of the Week Series (Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday)

xfi reunion au. very sweet and realistic.

Earth-Shattering (1, 2, 3, 4)

very very au, but the characterizations are on point.

Cinnamon Kisses

very sweet fic where ric gets star churros.

Body Art*

a twist on the matching tattoo idea.

Fansite

most of these have been cross-posted to ao3, but there's a few that haven't.

[kangamommynow]

Tattoos

#15 2023

I waited and researched a lot before getting this one, but far the biggest and most complicated piece I have. I met several times with Travis, the artist, to pin down what I wanted. Something Art Nouveau, with a fox and a crow. There’s definitely a reference to my new partner at the time, because he’s the person who introduced me to movies from the 30s and 40s and how I got attached to Myrna Loy. We used her as the model for the pose and the face.

I know I have better photos of this piece, in fact I don’t think it was even totally finished when we took this. I’ll try to get a decent one eventually. It really is a beautiful piece. My favorite part is that you can see the foxes tooth sticking out.

This took many, many sessions of 3 hours each.

[rotzaprachim]

ok so something insane about andor’s storytelling is the way it works in neat closed loops, and also as a crescendoing spiral in which everything is reconnected to each other. something i noticed just now? arvel skeen, three-episode side motherfucker who gets promptly shot down by the narrative and has a whole almost episode space between him and cassian getting sentenced to narkina 5. because, well, we’ve seen someone who’s already been sentenced to two rounds of imperial prison camps, the kind that leave tattoos burned into your skin. (and yes, this sequence also emphasizes that cassian has been through the quasi-imperial prison system already for three years as a young teenager which is.... horrifying to think about.) 

(horrifying things to think about but anyway: the shape of the krayt prison tattoo resembles the whole shape of narkina 5) 

now, we don’t know too much about arvel skeen, but i think the show probably implies that he’s a survivor of the large scale imperial adult sentencing system from BEFORE P.O.R.D. changes everything into class-a offences, meaning, from when there were at least a few people who made it out alive. and he’s haunted. he’s so fucked, as a person, but so fucking haunted, and ebon moss bachrach does an incredible job with this, with playing a man who is just broken beyond belief. 

like, what DOES nemik’s ideas man manifesto mean to this man whose seen some of the most oppressive action of the empire? not only that, but the narkina 5 episodes emphasize the specific ways the empire runs the prisons by pitting prisoners against each other - for flavour in their soylent green, essentially. the prisoners in cassian’s work gang and even kino loy end up actively resisting this division again and again, which is ultimately a massive aspect of how they can band together to carry out an uprising. But would everyone face that situation in the same way? Arvel Skeen suggests not, also suggests that even those prisoners “let go” are still kept mentally from home in a million ways from the trauma of their experiernces. someone pointed out that the final rallying cries of episode 10′s rebellion, we leave together or not at all, we all climb for the light function as a direct response to skeen telling cassian we all climb over each other. 

so no, i don’t think the show is providing apologism for skeen’s actions. but i do think it’s impossible to look at this character without a more sincere and radical empathy considering everything that we now know about the context which created him. skeen, like everyone else, was already a dead man walking when he came on screen, but a disturbing ghost of cassian’s future, and an example of this show’s writing structure of intricate rings that seem unrelated but ultimately reconnect for broader thematic purpose. skeen seems like an unrelated character who goes down after three fucking episodes, but he’s also part of the crew that’s going to both set fire another log of the rebellion’s kindling (even if he was in it for nothing but the money) AND cause the sentence he survived to be a death sentence for everyone else. and in his own way skeen never was alive for the narrative, but a walking spector and a memorandum to ask the question that even if when people could go home from the prisons, anyone ever actually did.

[rootinteen]

Nightmare Shift hcs and ideas

Because i have spend 2 days focusing on IRL matter way too big to sit down and write properly, but my mind refused to stop with the Nightmare AU. So here are some TNMN headcanons and stuff i will likely can't add to the fanfic but still want to add.

First off i started the Doorman as very neutral, generic character, but i am considering giving them a more constructed identity and personnality.

They're are a they/him, of Greek or Chypriot origin. 23 years old, picked up the job to finance the materials and budget they need to start their dream work of tattoo artist. They would not transform but i still hc their demonic alter ego as a Troll-kind of creature. Name's Nathan nicknamed Nath.

Ships :

Honor to the canon couples.

Roman and Lois are closing their 15 years anniversary, and they are the ones who got Alf and Rafttelynn together... Well, Lois did. Roman knew Alf from work, invited him for dinner once to review some potentially litigous counts. Lois saw him and decided he just HAD to meet Raftty.

Speaking of them. Rafttellyn is Alf's second wife. He lost his first love during war, and Rafttelynn brought him back the joy he had forgotten.

Arnold and Gloria are childhood sweethearts. They can't even tell you how old they were when they first hung out, or when it became romance. They still waited for Gloria to finish her studies and be settled job wise before marrying.

Dr.Afton and Mia met in college. W(aren) got an instant crush on her but he had no idea how to approach her. He just dreamed of Mia from afar until he realised soon she will be done with her education degree and he won't see her again. Cue the most rushed and awkward love confession. Mia found it adorable and accepted to at leasr keep contact. They have been engaged for a year and half now, the doppelganger situation makes things...a bit slow.

Now to the headcanons

Nacha and Francis are lesbian and gay, met in an underground gay club. They quickly became best friends and agreed to marry to protect themselves and avoid family outrages. They may not have romantic feelings but they do care a lot for each others and for Anastacha.

Nacha has a big crush on Elenois, and is trying to subtly figure out if she has a chance of asking her out safely.

Francis is in a relationship with Steven. He took the apartment next to him when it got vacant so they could have their own safe space, and free some room for Nacha to also live her life. Their relation is mostly secret, the only awares are Nacha, Anastacha (open and fair communication) and Mclooy (Steven has no clue his dad knows his sexuality and relation.)

Selenne has started dating Robertsky less than a year ago. She finds him comforting in those weird difficult times. Robertsky isn't sure how he managed to be with a model, but he does love her for far more than her (very) pretty face.

Angus and Izaack are the other gay relationship of the building. They are not as subtle and downlow as they think they are (thanks Lois and Raffty). They also started dating fairly recently after Izaack broke up with his last girlfriend (he is Bi.)

[goldenraeofsun]

20 questions for writers

thanks for the tag @crows-murder! Mwah!

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

100, eek!

2. what's your total AO3 word count?

832,090

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Batman, Supernatural, and Marvel!

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Not the Fire but the Spark - My second soulmate AU! Everyone is born with a tattoo of their soulmate's name. Dean holds out for some chick-flick story - up until his soulmate comes into his tattoo parlor, asking for a cover up.

Don't Look Back - My first soulmate AU! Everyone hears their soulmate when they sing. Dean has never heard a soul song.

Enhanced Extraction Techniques - The title is based on the term "enhanced interrogation techniques" aka torture. The Empty tortures Castiel by creating versions of Dean and staging fake rescues.

Out on the Edge - Cas only knows how to love Dean Winchester from afar.

What's Between Us - Musicians AU! Based on the brief flirtation between Taylor Swift and Adam Young (the Owl City guy). and yes, Dean is Taylor Swift in this scenario.

5. do you respond to comments?

I try to! Sometimes I get overwhelmed, and they'll languish in my inbox. I read every single one, though!

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Does it count if it's a single fic in a series with a happy ending? If so, he looks up grinning like a devil ends unhappily but the series its in is very fluffy.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I have an allergy to unhappy endings. I guess Remember Me, Honeybee is pretty happy since it literally has true love's kiss in it, lol

8. do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully no! Fingers crossed.

9. do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I mainly include smut for my longfics as a payoff for all the lead up.

10. do you write crossovers?

No, but if I had a good idea for one, I'd be open to it.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! There's a Mandarin version of Enhanced Extraction Techniques

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I'm open to it!

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Clark/Lois! my otp from middle school, lol

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

None yet in the batfam, my newest obsession. I have WIPs in Supernatural, but none I want to finish at the moment.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think my banter? It's what's been mentioned most in my comments😊

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I took 10 years of French in school, but there's no way I feel comfortable enough anymore to write in it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Sigh. Harry Potter in high school.

20. Favourite fic you've written?

Probably Where the Heart Is because it's my first gen longfic! Claire is my absolute favorite, and she take center stage in this future fic about her time traveling back to s12 and helping out the boys.

no pressure tags @babblingbookends @selkienight60 @elegitre @cannonicallyshort @wildsofmarch and anyone else who wants to do this! <3