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The Bigger Little Things
Rating: T
Bluepulse Bash Prompt: Day 7 - Touch
Characters: Bart Allen, Jaime Reyes
Genre: Romance
Summary: It’s the little things that the mind imprints.
Author’s Notes: This is a game called “let’s see if I can pull a drabble out of my butt in less than fifteen minutes.” Go!
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Race
Rating: T
Bluepulse Bash Prompt: Day 6 - Win
Characters: Bart Allen, Jaime Reyes, Cassie Sandsmark, Barbara Gordon, Mal Duncan
Genre: Romance
Summary: It’s a close call, but one worth making.
Author’s Notes: I winged this one. I had absolutely no idea where I was headed with this. I had something planned for “Win” and “Touch” which involved a story taking place at the Tower of Fate and it included Artemis, Lian, Dick, M’gann, Garfield and Cassie, and it was going to be cute and funny and all that junk but I ran out of time. Sorry! So here… have a hint of a story.
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Bluepulse Bash day 7 - TOUCHER
AS THE WEEK CONTINUED I UNDERSTOOD LESS AND LESS OF WHERE THE PLOTS OF THESE FICS LAY
SHRUGS LOUDLY I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO SO I
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Apocalypse
A/N: I really hate this one a lot, actually. It’s super rough and ugly and originally meant for Bluepulse Bash, but I lost my first two drafts and had to start from scratch. I just do NOT EVEN CARE ANYMORE.
Bart groaned as blood ran into his eyes. Gravel bit into his cheek where he lay. The building had been demolished and Bart choked on the dust that clouded the air.
“Jamie?”
He worked his wrists and found they were tied with something thick. Something he couldn’t vibrate out of. Or maybe that was just because he was so low on energy.
A black and blue boot crunched on the rubble in Bart’s line of vision. Dread twisted unpleasantly in his stomach and he looked up slowly, knowing who it was but wishing it was almost anyone else.
Blue Beetle’s plasma cannon was pointing right at Bart’s face. His orange eyes seemed to dig into Bart, dragging up a nightmare he had had over and over, only this time it was real. Thoughts flew frantically around his head like a hurricane, but only one could be heard properly:
I failed.
I failed.
I FAILED.
“Jamie!” Bart cried again, twisting his wrists and shaking his red hair out of his eyes, “it’s me! It’s your her-man-oh!”
“There is no more Jamie Reyes, Bart Allen,” Jamie said in the Scarab’s voice, “I am Blue Beetle, Earth’s Conqueror.”
“N-no, Jamie, listen!” Bart shouted, desperately trying to undo what was happening so that he wouldn’t fail. So that Jamie could be saved, be his again…
“Jamie! Crash the mode!”
I failed.
Jamie is gone…
All of humanity will be enslaved…
All my fault…
The tip of the plasma cannon began to glow a steely white.
“You will be destroyed, Bart Allen. And the rest of your Te—NO!”
It was Jamie’s voice. Just for a split second, Jamie has burst free of the Reach’s iron fist control. He had crashed the mode! Bart’s expression brightened with new home. Jamie was still alive and he could hear Bart. He could be SAVED…
I don’t have to fail!
No. I will NOT fail.
Jamie’s face had become expressionless and cold once more, but Bart’s newfound optimism couldn’t be killed. His Jamie was IN there!
The plasma cannon got hotter, but at a slower rate that it had previously. Blue Beetle’s expression contorted oddly, like he was fighting something.
“I… will kill… the Impulse…”
Bart’s heart raced, “C’mon Blue, crash the mode! You can do it, please!”
“I… I’m…”
Jamie was winning. Bart laughed in sheer relief as the armor started to peel back, just slightly.
“NO!” the Reach-controlled Jamie suddenly cried, “I WILL BRING ABOUT THE APOCALYPSE! Eliminate the Impulse!”
The plasma cannon ramped up to full power as the armor closed up again, trapping Jamie once more.
Bart’s heart broke.
I failed… I really did…
“Jamie… I love you, hermano.” he sighed, hoping Jamie could hear him.
The cannon fired one blast. Bart was engulfed in blue and white fire for a moment before the world blacked out.
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Bluepulse Bash: Day #6. "Win".
Title: Win
Pairing: Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen
Summary: “Last one there’s a rotten egg!”
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Bluepulse Bash: Day 7
Prompt: Touch
Okay! So my last couple days were awful, but I made up for it. Tagging this NSFW. Please enjoy. Recommended background music would be Rhianna or Justin Timberlake. Go crazy, kids. Crash the mode. It’s been fun. Thanks to all my readers and new followers. :)
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BPB: Touch
It’s been a while since anybody’s touched Bart like this, and this is the first time anyone’s ever done it with his active permission, so he feels like he’s validated in his hyperactive, nervous excitement.
“Hey,” Jaime says gently, looking down at him from where he kneels with his hands on either side of Bart’s head. “We – uh, we don’t have to do this, you know. If you don’t want to.”
Bart blinks, staring up at him as his eyebrows knit together in confusion. “Of course I want to,” he says, reaching up to curl an arm around Jaime’s neck and pull him a little closer. “I’m the one that tackled you as soon as we got back from mission debrief. I’ve wanted to for… well, pretty much since I, you know, actually met you.” He hadn’t intend this to be a declaration of intent and romance so much as a nice release of the sexual tension that had existed between the two of them for more or less all of time. But, hey, whatever.
“You just seem…” Jaime trails of and sits up, and Bart whines, because no. No, that was the opposite of good. “I don’t know, kinda – tense? It’s just, uh, just a feeling I’m getting,” he adds a little awkwardly when Bart just stares at him.
“Tense, huh?” Bart mutters, voice subdued, and Jaime almost flinches at his tone. “Okay, fine. Tense. But I do want to do this. I do want you,” he adds, his voice lowering enough to make Jaime swallow hard. “I’ve just… had some bad experiences. But I’ve put that behind me.” He leans in and kisses Jaime’s jaw, eyes slipping closed as he tries to recapture the mood from a second ago.
But Jaime reaches out and strokes lightly down Bart’s spine, fingertips just dusting over the old, sensitive scars up and down his back, and Bart flinches despite himself, crying out softly and cringing into Jaime’s chest to get away from his fingers.
“What the hell happened to you?” Jaime mutters, soft and more than a little sad, moving his hands to gently rub Bart’s shoulders while his boyfriend buries his face in the crook of his neck. Bart shakes his head wordlessly, heart beating faster than he’s comfortable with as he tries to steady his breathing, but Jaime shakes his right back. “No, tell me,” he says firmly, before adding hastily, “I mean – not if it makes you uncomfortable, but I want to know. I want to, uh.” Apologize hangs in the air between them, because even if Jaime doesn’t technically know, Jaime knows. Bart sighs and leans back, looking him in the eyes and squeezing his shoulders.
“I don’t like thinking about it, much less talking about it.” Not that he’s ever actually talked about any of this before –it was just sort of assumed. It had happened to everyone; if it hadn’t, it had happened to someone they loved. It was – they were just meat. It wasn’t like they were wanted for anything other than their bodies and the various things those bodies were capable of. “But,” he says after a moment, looking down at the bedspread and finding a loose bit of fabric he can twist his fingers in, “it- I’m kind of, you know, sensitive, with the scars especially, because… well, I mean, they’re pretty tender. But, um, not necessarily in a bad way. I mean, I think it could be in a good – a good way,” he stutters, his voice getting faster and more agitated until Jaime draws him back in close.
“It’s all right,” Jaime says. And Bart says – Bart doesn’t say “It’s never been all right before,” Bart doesn’t say “I’ve never been all right,” Bart doesn’t stare at him in wordless disbelief.
Bart says, “I know,” and he does.
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Bluepulse Bash: Snacks
A/N: This is late. And rough. And late. I will post more fics later today. Sorry!!!
They’d expected to be attacked.
Beta squad was the bait. While Alfa-squad infiltrated the deeper levels of the Light’s fortress, Beta was to distract the menial Light henchmen that usually patrolled the Headquarters. They’d carefully scheduled the invasion for when the base was least occupied, so Alfa could hack into the Light’s mainframe and delete all copies of the League’s stolen files and have Beta face as little combat as possible.
What they hadn’t expected was Deathstroke.
There was an earsplitting crack from behind Jaime. It rang out so loud it was as if the entire Light Headquarters was ripping in half. It made the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and goose bumps rise all over his body. It was close. Too close
And then he heard Bart scream.
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Could you please not close the blog after you're done taking submissions. It's just a really nice place to see all Bluepulse stuff all together and what not.
We’re not going to delete the blog, but we don’t know if we’ll keep it running and reblogging posts.
We'd recommend you check out fyeahbluepulse if you're looking for something like that.
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Last day. TT^TT Still, I will forever love these two, special week or not.
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Bluepulse Bash: Day 3: Steampunk AU
THIS ISN’T MINE, BUT THE FABULOUS FAUXAMBER’S, who asked me to post it for her, since she is unable to get on tumblr atm.
Title: Grinding Gears
Rating: M
Smut’s under way. Enjoy.
A cloud of ash hung over the city of Gotham, blocking out the sun’s radiant light. Pitch black smoke rose from the smokestacks of the factory in which Bart Allen toiled from dawn until dusk as he walked out, hailing a streetcar for a ride to his small apartment at the city’s outskirts. The streets were alive with the metallic hum of motors and gears, grinding and clanging to no end. It was enough to pound life into the aimless workers. The dull throb and electric buzz of energy made Bart’s time in the city seem a crucial part of his existence. But that wasn’t the only thing keeping him bound to this bleak city. He would never admit it, but Bart was held captive by the handsome looks of a man who lived a few buildings down the street. Jaime Reyes’ dark brown eyes, deep voice laced with thick R’s, and subtle smiles always triggered a fluttering heart whenever Bart ran into him into the hall. Jaime often visited his good friend Billy Batson who rented a room just across from Bart.
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Bluepulse Bash Day 7- Touch
WC: 204
Rating: T-16+
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Ragtag Band of Cupids
Rating: K+
Bluepulse Bash Prompt: Day 3 - AU
Characters: Bart Allen, Jaime Reyes, Cissie King-Jones, Garfield Logan, Tim Drake, Cassie Sandsmark, La’gaan
Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: In which Bart and Jaime are dragged into helping Cissie and Garfield set up their best friends for Valentine’s.
Author’s Notes: Trying to speed through these to finish up on time. This was meant to be a High School AU, but a lot of people seemed to be doing those so instead, it’s a cul-de-sac AU (aren’t I clever?). Sorry this is late, hope you all enjoy it and some of the adaptations for these characters are based off a different AU I’m still working on. Just thought I’d mention that.
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As you guys know, today is the last day of Bluepulse Bash! However, it's not over quite yet. We're going to keep this blog going for another few days, probably until Thursday or Friday of next week, and we'll be accepting any late submissions until then.
Thanks to everybody who participated, and we hope you guys enjoyed it!
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hey, im writing a fic that i actually wanted to publish yesterday, but i just finshed today but i also hit the post limit. is it possible that i could post it tomorrow and still have it be for bluepulse week?
We're going to keep this blog open for another few days, so entries can be submitted until then.
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