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Silver Screen Heroes by Joe Phillips. (Part 2)

(Part 1)

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Silver Screen Heroes by Joe Phillips.

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Her

(Spectre Hal Jordan x Reader) Your dead lover returns to you in a different form. Not that you really mind…

Tossing and turning for maybe the fiftieth time tonight, you kick your legs out in frustration. No matter how hard you tried to drift off, you were damned to stay awake.

You had thought that you were finally able to move past the many nights of dread and loneliness, knowing the man you once shared a bed with was irrevocably gone, but even with time, the hollow feeling of loss lingered.

Hero, traitor, murderer, and saviour at the very end, Hal left you and your image of him a mess of broken shards.

The only thing you could do was continue on without him, trying to bury the painful memories. But despite your best efforts, his presence continued to haunt you. Phantom touches grazing your face and illusions of him at every corner, he existed in your life as a ghost; cruel and unreachable.

Shaking your head, you slap a hand against your eyes, already aware sleep was a losing battle now that he’s evaded your mind.

“Hal…”

A murmur of his name leaves you, whether as a curse or evocation, you’re not sure, but the urge to call out for him emerged from somewhere deep into your chest.

You just hadn’t expected anyone to respond.

The syllables of your name intoned by a husky voice had you jolting up, searching the darkness of your room only to be met with a green clad figure, pale skin glowing.

A…woman?

You feel a small twinge of relief for a moment before reaffirming a home invader is in fact a home invader.

“Uh, could you…go?” You request.

That had you wincing in embarrassment.

She calls your name again, an amused cadence in her words, “You always have been nicer to ladies than men…”

You stare at her for a moment longer, observing her more closely. The way she said your name, familiar and slow, but not new. The longing but hesitant posture now more clear.

“Hal?”

She remains silent before moving closer, her presence heavy, but not unpleasant. Not unfamiliar.

“I didn’t think you would recognize me like this…”

“Aren’t you supposed to be dead?” You ask, accepting this was a dream, one where Hal appeared to you as a ghost lady. You didn’t want to think about what that says about your current state.

“I was, but then I was reborn again, as Spectre, arbitrator of retribution and vengeance,” she explains simply, as if you two were discussing groceries.

“So, that transitioned you into a woman?” You tilt your head, trying not to overtly stare at your dead lover’s chest.

She laughs, “I am an aspect of Hal Jordan. I embody the female energy that resides in his mind, heart, and spirit, in the same way it does for every individual.”

“Bet Oliver would pay to see this…” you trail off before startling, “Aspect? So, if you’re just one part of him, where’s…the whole Hal? Why hasn’t he come? Not that I mind you being here…!”

“He comes, every night really, watching you from afar, no matter how much it continues to pain him,” the spectre responds, weight now resting on your bed as she brings a hand to caress your face. It was surprisingly warm. Real.

“So, he gets to see me whenever he wants, but won’t even allow me to catch a glimpse of him, to know that he’s here?” You feel a stinging sensation in your eyes. How many more tears do you have to shed for him to return?

“I’m— he’s guilty. He doesn’t feel like he should subject you to anymore heartbreak.”

“He doesn’t get to decide that!” You retort hotly, “No, I shouldn’t take it out on you…or maybe I should?”

“I don’t mean to confuse you, I was selfish coming here knowing he was too preoccupied to visit tonight. I should leave you to finally rest.” The weight on your mattress shifts as she moves away, and in a panic you clumsily grab at her, frantically trying to make her stay.

She pauses. You stiffen.

You slowly remove your hands from Hal’s breasts.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s nothing you haven’t already felt…in another form, I suppose.”

“It just happened—“

“If you so desired, I’d be more than happy to let you explore me more thoroughly.” At that moment, you realized she really was all Hal.

You stutter for a moment, before resolutely reaching out to grasp her hand, smaller and more lithe than the larger ones you remember. But being able to touch Hal again, even if this was all just some fever dream, was something you’d always be grateful for, you realize.

She shifts closer, hands firmly moving you to rest on your back as she settles atop of you, her ghostly complexion and familiar green mask staring back at you, black lips twitching for a second before they meet yours. You grip her shoulders, desperately trying to get her closer as she devours you with a hunger you haven’t felt in ages.

Hal, Hal, Hal—

The fact a kiss was enough to have you feeling like this would have had Hal more than smug, but it seemed like she was just as starved of contact as you.

“I missed you,” she whispers, heavily, “This whole time I never stopped thinking about you, wanting to show myself—“

She exhales before burying her face against your neck, mouthing at your flesh.

You grip on her tightens, willing this moment to last longer, until she declared that she, Hal, was going to stay.

But just as quickly as it started, she pulled away with an irked expression.

“To be jealous of your own self…men,” she mutters, thumb brushing a tear from under your eye before she kisses you again. You hadn’t realized you were crying.

“Every part, aspect, and fibre of Hal Jordan’s being loves you, always. Remember that,” she whispers against your lips before tracing a finger across your forehead, and you felt yourself slipping away no matter how hard you tried to keep your eyes open.

When you awoke the next morning, groggily pulling yourself out of bed into the washroom, you screamed, noticing the red mark on your neck.

It wasn’t a dream…!

FIRST TO WRITE FOR FEM SPECTRE X READER!! I’m no coward (the same cannot be said for dc)!!

Edit: I did not realize it was Yuri Day😂

Masterlist

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That rich boy with anger issues

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Trying my hand at graphic design part 2 lmao

I like the idea but I kinda just haphazardly mashed it together lmao y'all forgive me for real

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DC. ITS PRIDE MONTH.

BRING HER BACK NOW

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Celebrating pride month with the Green Lanterns (and Tora)

I think the concept of willpower as a superpower is very thematically fitting right now for all of us, so here are some silly little GLs with my favorite queer headcanons

Polyamorous Hal, asexual John, ftm trans Guy, unlabeled Kyle, nonbinary Simon, aromantic Jess, bisexual Jo (canon), gay Alan (canon), and mtf trans Tora

+ bonus variants (lesbian Jess, genderfluid Hal, and genderqueer Simon)

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Happy Mother's Day to the most unexpected mother figure in DC comics, the one and only Hal Jordan (as well to all wonderful mothers and mother figures in real life)

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DC fandom is so strange.

You got one portion of the fandom insisting Bruce hates Hal and thinks he sucks (in general or at being a hero), which is completely incorrect no matter what version of the characters you’re looking at.

And another portion of the fandom that ships them, which is not baseless at all, but somehow the ship is completely divorced from that base anyway. Like they canonically do have a dynamic one can easily make shippy, but that is not at all what any Batlantern I’ve seen invokes.

Like. Bruce developed a whole batshit psychological complex of perpetual distrust over Hal’s descent to madness. So much so that if you made a list of events in comics that canonically completely rewrote Bruce’s entire worldview, character, and relationships, Hal becoming Parallax would probably rank only below deaths of his family based on how different his philosophy is before and after. Pretty much everything people know about modern Batman has some of its roots in Bruce’s fucked friendship with Hal.

But. That just. Never comes up ever??? In fandom?? On either side?????

I guess part of the problem is the disjointed nature of comics, where it’s not always easy or even possible to follow the narrative through line of character relationships between titles and writers and retcons. And on top of that, comics used to be a lot more subtle, with subtext and unspoken themes, which maybe not every casual reader will pick up on. But even considering that, the…blindness to Hal and Bruce’s canon, super messy decades spanning history is bizarre. They had one of comics’ sloppiest friend breakups ever and not even the shippers talk about it??

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I fully think the horror of Hal as Parallax tends to be misunderstood, or at best underestimated, by fans. Hal as Parallax is a doomsday type of event, he represents a paradigm shift both in universe and for readers alike.

For readers, he represents the painful truth that heroes are not perfect: they will waver, they will fail, and sometimes this will lead to them turning into what they once fought, or worse. Because Parallax Hal isn't just what he once fought, he is the twisted up-nightmare version of his enemies. He represents the tragedy of when "too much" effectively, undeniably, becomes "too much".

And in universe, he is a nightmare too. He's the definition of absolute worst case scenario. He's a wound that won't heal and instead keeps festering, keeps attracting more and more pain and it'll never go away. For heroes the paradigm shift comes in the form of watching one of their own fall so hard they cannot fight it. They struggle to see a way of winning against him. They are confronted by their failures, they are made aware of their weaknesses and blindness.

Hal turning into Parallax, betraying himself and everyone else close to him, is something deeply traumatizing for everyone. He murders. He murders those closest to him in such a personal, visceral way: with his own fists, with his own power. His hands kill Kilowog, Sinestro. Through his actions he destroys the Corps, leading to even more deaths.

Of course this level of betrayal is going to affect the way other heroes treat him. Hal turning into Parallax is THE reason for Bruce to come up with contigency plans in case someone else falls or turns evil. If Parallax hadn't happened, Bruce wouldn't have felt the need to come up with these plans (that is, until someone else close to him turned evil).

Parallax is meant to be the horror of a tragedy that could've been avoided. Parallax is the pain, the anguish, the trauma and the nightmare of someone who once represented the light turning into a twisted, angry and vengeful being that won't stop no matter what.

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my little sister asked me to draw “barry and hal and batman as friends when they were younger,” and who am i to deny a childhood friends au

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IMAGE 1: Fan comic of Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, and Hal Jordan in a childhood friends AU. Bruce has dark slicked back hair, bat-motif eyebrows, a grey button-down, dark slacks, and dark dress shoes. Barry has feathery blonde hair with strands behind his ears resembling wings, lightning motif eyebrows and blush, white short sleeved button-up, a blue vest and red bowtie, light blue jeans, and white winged sneakers. Hal has short fluffy brown hair, freckles and an off-center tooth gap, a pilot jacket over a green T-shirt, dark baggy jeans, and brown sneakers.

Bruce: [knee to ground, observing a feather through a magnifying glass]

Barry: [crouching, concentrated expression, nodding with finger to lip]

[vague word bubble behind them reading: *sleuth sleuth* *ramble ramble ramble* *science science* *blah blah blah*]

Hal: [head thrown back in exasperation, holding toy airplane] This is so BOOORRIIING.

IMAGE 2:

Hal: [bored frustrated expression, arms out] Can we play something else now?

Bruce [rolling eyes] and Barry [furrowed eyebrows]: [simultaneously] No.

IMAGE 3:

Hal: [shaking Barry by the shoulders] Barryyyy

Barry: [undisturbed, hands on hips still deep in concentration]

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Barry: [unchanged pose] Hal, I already said no. It’s not fun when you’re the only one with the plane.

Hal: [frowns]

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Hal: [forward facing unamused expression] Hrmm.

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Hal: [puts hand on Barry’s shoulder as if making a pitch] Well… who said it had to be airplanes again?

Barry: [eyes light up with curiosity] ?

IMAGE 4:

Hal: [on monkey bars, wearing a green rubber band as a ring] My power ring lets me fly, so good luck reaching me now!

Barry: [looking up at him with a pokerfaced pout]

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Barry: [viewed from above, awkward determined smile] Uh, well, I can run so fast that it creates a tornado that pulls you back down!

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Barry: [starts to run in a circle, tongue out of determination]

Hal: [holding on to monkey bar with one hand, pointing his “ring” at Barry with the other] Oh yeah? Then I’ll just stop you in your tracks before you can even take the next step!

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Barry: [stops, looks up at Hal in irritation, hair swooshed back from running] What? That’s cheating.

IMAGE 5:

Hal: [hopping down from monkey bars] How is that cheating? You literally just used time travel, like, a second ago!

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Barry: [counting off his fingers] But you can fly, AND use telekinesis, AND shield yourself, AND create anything, AND—

Hal: [throwing arms up in disbelief] Barry, you TIME TRAVEL.

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Hal and Barry: [blurry foreground bickering]

Bruce: [deadpan annoyed expression] <- Chose a superhero persona w/ no powers

IMAGE 6: Barry Allen narration boxes from The Flash (2016) #21: “Bruce Wayne. The Batman. The day I joined the Justice League was the first time in my life I felt like I had real friends I could relate to… But when I talked forensics… I could see in their eyes that I might as well have been speaking another language. Except Bruce. We could talk about evidence for hours.”

IMAGE 7: Hal Jordan narration boxes from Legends of the DC Universe #33: “Just seeing Barry lifts my spirits. He always had a knack for doing that. I don’t know if I was ever truly innocent… but handing out with the Flash sure made me feel that way. We were like a couple of kids—playing at being super-heroes. So I don’t think anyone’ll mind if we play again…”

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just one kiss and they’ll get it out of their systems totally and for sure

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[hal jordan voice] what if we tragically made out as frenemies and we were both guys

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I got bored so I drew PK hitting the Sonic pose

Reference

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Holy cow it’s been 5 years. That’s actually insane.

2 Years of Progress

I can’t express how grateful I am to everyone who’s supported me thus far and has been by my side these last 2 years through my journey. It’s been a great year, thank you all

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Aw yeah, I love gambling!