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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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Melody Of The Night

JayKyle One-Shot

Word Count: 1K Warnings: None

Author's Note: @queen-of-ice494 Gracias por la idea. Enjoy! -Thorne

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He fretted when Jason came home, unnaturally quiet and obviously not in the mood for discussion, choosing to lock himself away in the small bathroom for a couple of hours, only the sound of hot, running water escaping beneath the locked door. He couldn’t help but sit on the edge of their bed and tap his foot nervously, halfway stopping after remembering the argument with the downstairs neighbor he’d had a few weeks ago because of the same thing. He didn’t want to mess with Jason’s routine when he had bad days, but he was somewhere between ready to unlock the door and calling Jason’s siblings when the door finally opened and for a moment, all Kyle could see was his lover’s outline while steam billowed from the bathroom.

Jason stepped out with a pair of boxers around his waist and a towel over his head, drying off the remnants of the hot water and Kyle couldn’t help but blanch at the sight of the already purpling bruises that bloomed across Jason’s ribs and back towards his spine. Kyle’s hands moved on their own, body shifting across the bed to splay his fingers on Jason’s bare torso, breathing, “Holy shit, what happened to you?”

“Got into a fight with a few of Joker’s thugs.”

“Usually, you don’t have a problem taking them out.”

Jason snorted. “There were more than a few heavies there, babe.” Kyle frowned, thumb brushing the sharp bone of Jason’s hip. “Hey,” he comforted, tossing the towel back into the bathroom, taking Kyle’s face in his hands. “I’m okay. It’s just a few bruises. They’ll be gone in a couple of days.”

Kyle made a noise in the back of his throat, a telltale sign that there was still worry welled up inside him; Jason bent down and pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away and with a heavy groan, he put one knee in the bed before halfway collapsing down face first onto the mattress. He put his arms under his head and let out a grunt as every bone and muscle in his body relaxed all at once.

“I can’t feel my spine,” Jason muttered, letting out a chuckle as the twinge of pain flickered down his back. The weight disappeared from the bed, and he didn’t bother to watch as he listened to Kyle shuffling around the room, knocking around and gathering God knows what. That was, until the weight returned to the bed, dumped beside Jason, and then clambered on the back of his thighs.

He turned his head, peering at Kyle who was shifting to get comfortable for what seemed like was going to be a while. “What’re you doing?”

“Relaxing,” he simply answered.

“By sitting on me?”

“Like you don’t enjoy it when I do,” Kyle retorted and leaned over, grabbing something by Jason’s arm. “Don’t move too much,” was all he said before uncapping a dark blue paint and dripping it along Jason’s back.

Jason started shifting immediately. “Cold. Super cold paint.”

“Big baby.” Kyle grabbed one of the wash brushes and painted the expanse of Jason’s back, from his shoulders down to his lower back, but was careful to not touch the bruise—he was going to use that.

“What are you painting?”

“Dunno yet,” he replied. “Maybe go for something like Melody of the Night or Starry Night Over the Rhone.”

“I like the first one,” Jason murmured, laying cheek down on his arm so he could watch Kyle from the corner of his eye. “‘s pretty.”

“Mhm.”

He watched as Kyle’s brows began to furrow, the wisps of onyx hair brushing against his forehead as he shifted back and forth between blues and greens and pinks and yellows, grabbing at different brushes to make sharp lines and soft edges, and somewhere along the lines, Jason felt a drowsiness wash over him; he tried to fight off the sleep calling his name, forcing himself to keep his eyes open, but they began to drift shut and the weight on his arms began to grow until he drifted off.

Jason didn’t know how long he was asleep, but he awoke to feather light kisses along the tips of his shoulders and to his neck, a sleepy smile growing on his lips when he felt the curve of Kyle’s lips on his skin. “Done already?” he asked, tongue heavy in his mouth.

“Done already,” Kyle said. “You’ve been asleep for like three hours.”

“Really? Didn’t feel like it was that long.”

Kyle shifted and laid beside him, gently brushing away some hair from Jason’s face. “You were obviously exhausted from patrol. You even snored.”

“Did not,” Jason muttered, cocking an arm out to wrap around Kyle’s waist and pull him until half of his body was laying under Jason’s left. “You’re the snorer.” He dug his nose into Kyle’s hair. “Gonna go back to sleep.”

“I gotta go wash the brushes or the paint will dry in them.”

“Mmm…do it later.”

Kyle whined and shoved at Jason, but his grip was like steel. “Jason, the paint is gonna be a bitch to get out of my brushes!”

“Later,” he muttered against his hair. “Sleepy.”

“You’re gonna clean my brushes then.”

“M’kay.” Jason pressed his lips against Kyle’s head. “Did you take a picture of my back?”

“Uh huh.”

“Post it on your Instagram?”

“Yep.”

“Bunch of likes?”

“So many already.”

Jason smiled. “Gotta show me in the morning.” He squeezed Kyle’s hip. “My talented artist.”

Kyle beamed like an idiot and wiggled until he was face-level with Jason’s throat, winding their legs together; he flicked his hand up and a green light filled the room before a weight placed itself across them, the blanket from the chair in the corner. As the light died down and sleep began to wash over Kyle, he shifted his head back and whispered, “Jay? You still awake?”

“…Mhm?”

“I love you, Jason,” Kyle murmured, pressing his lips to Jason’s collarbone.

It took a moment for Jason to respond, but when he did, his voice was soft, oh so soft that it almost made Kyle want to cry. “…I love you more, Kyle.”

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httpsobi · 2 years

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TEAM, MEET... GREEN LANTERN, AT YOUR SERVICE!

WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, gender neutral o/c or reader insert, vague descriptions of violence, blood and injuries from fights.

A/N + it's a ghost town in here but enjoy!

★ chaotic on the verge of war criminal but also somehow calm, mature paternal figure

★ gets the feral 'i will bite your ankles off' from hal, gets the calmness more from john ♥︎ has probably bit hal at least 5 times when she/he/they were little

★ pretty battle smart, and while she/he/they aren't physically the strongest in the team without her/his/their constructs, has knocked out people with a punch ♥︎ dumb as HELL as a civilian for some reason... like god where does her/his/their intelligence go in daily life

★ best described as the golden retriever/husky friend. smart (sometimes), dramatic, dumb 90% of the time, friendly, clingy

★ most likely part of the og (also known as the cadmus mess) ♥︎ or at least a witness

★ if she/he/they were directly a part of cadmus, probably was going to be grounded for life by the corpse men

★ if she/he/they weren't, probably arrived with the leaguers n' laughed their ass off the WHOLE time the sidekicks got yelled it ♥︎ until they got scolded by john

★ great buddies w/ everyone on the team ♥︎ somehow manages to be good (even great?) buddies with connor ♥︎ i love the idea that connor's this blank n' dead faced dude then there's just someone who's never stopped smiling ♥︎ had a bet w/ robin n' artemis to see how many pranks they could pull on wally before he caught on. it was a tie between all three of them when they all unknowingly set up traps in the same room at the same time n' wally caught all of them

★ calm n collected during fights, usually the one saving kid flash from his demise when he decides to run off like an true idiot ♥︎ often jokes about them being the new speedster n' green lantern duo until they actually turn into them n' she/he/they are just like "... fuck."

★ despite the fact that they are mostly calm, has gone manic n' insane a couple times during battle ♥︎ most likely times: battle w/ amazo, fight with the injustice league, episode 16 in the simulation (i see them going manic as a way to give the rest time to escape, ends up 'dying' to the beams)

★ makes fun of batman like it's her/his/their full time job. they do it like rent's due next month ♥︎ it's a hal jordan thing- started when he would babysit her/him/them n' had no one to cover for him during JLA meetings so she/he/they grew up witness batlantern bicker n' fight like there's no tomorrow

★ the team LOVES listening to her/him/them talk about their time on other planets. ♥︎ m'gann clings onto her/him/them so much when she first joins the team cause like "omg! someone who is spends time off earth!"

★ if she/he/they got a chance to face hal or john during s1e26 when they were under klarion's control, you best believe she/he/they beat his ass n' proceeded to take photos with them unconscious ♥︎ definitely did the rapper poses where they squat with like prayer hands or peace signs over their unconscious bodies ♥︎ if she/he/they had social media for their green lantern persona, you BET they posted it with no context n just "😈🙏🏻🥱🗣" ♥︎ did it w/ p much every other male leaguer too ♥︎ left the women alone cause 'respect our big sexy buff talented women' ♥︎ made robin email the photos to all the leaguers as holiday cards

★ as the team grew n got older, she/he/they either joined nightwing in leading the team or moved on to the justice league w/ zatanna n' rocket ♥︎ probably preferred staying w/ nightwing tho ♥︎ 10/10 is the :D bubbly nice fun mentor who's all joking n' giggles then she/he/they go into missions n' the younger team members are like "what in the hell"

all work n' writing is work of @httpsobi. i ask you please do not copy, rewrite, translate or post on other platforms without my consent.

#lanternfamily #green lantern #young justice x reader #green lantern reader #hal jordan #john stewart #green lantern reader x young justice #dc #young justice imagines #young justice headcanons #lanternfamily x reader #lanternfamily x reader imagines #httpsobi's work #green lantern oc

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prismacolor18 · 3 years

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DC Universe Halloween Special (2009)

#Green Lantern #Lanternfamily #Brothers #Kyle Rayner #Guy Gardner

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dykerachelsummers · 4 years

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earth-82 lanternfamily

Kim Huình Tran - October 20, 1938

Alan Ladd Wellington Scott - June 3, 1940

John Philip Stewart - December 1, 1973

Carol Christine Ferris - January 5, 1978

Harold “Hal” Martin Jordan - February 20, 1978

Guy Darrin Gardner - March 6, 1980

Jessica Viviana Cruz - May 8, 1990

Simon Baz - May 25, 1992

Kyle Aarón Rayner - November 23, 1994

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden (Jade) - September 7, 1996

Tai Giang Pham - April 2, 2006

Keli Mariela Quintela - September 3, 2008

Milagro Carlota Reyes - May 19, 2010

#tee talks #lanternfam #lanterfamily #earth 82 #my personal dc reboot #dc

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emeraldfiire · 4 years

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Batfamily: we have to protect our secret identity.

SuperFamily: we also have to do that.

FlashFamily: they can't know about us

WonderFamily: Lol.

LanternFamily minus Hal and Kyle: lol what's a secret identity

#what i'm saying #is #the wonders and the lanterns don't give a shit #hal and kyle excluded

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makotokyoqoku-archived · 5 years

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I wish there's more arrowfamily & lanternfamily fics 😔😔😔

#glory of youth; gold in her soul.#i just wanna read fics about the arrowfamily being chaotic dumbasses who share exactly one braincell!!!#the same thing w lanterfam!!!!

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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Thorne, if Jason marries Kyle I feel like Jason would wear a red suit and Kyle would wear a green. If Jason marries Babs, he would wear a black tux with a red tie and Babs would wear a green dress and veil with oracle codes sown at the bottom. They would exchange gold jewelry or have like ring tattoos.

Hmmm...I love the ideas! But I feel that if Jason and Kyle got married, they'd go with a very gothic themed wedding, both wear velvet black tuxes with ties that are their colors.

BUT I FUCKING LOVE THE JAYBABS WEDDING STYLE THO!!!

#jaykyle #jaybabs #jason todd #red hood #barbara gordon #oracle #kyle rayner #dc comics #dc #batfam #batfamily #lanternfam #lanternfamily

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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Can we just—

Can we just talk about this for a moment?

It’s a three-way team-up with Green Lantern, Green Arrow, and Flash.

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You’ve got Kyle, who’s rescuing four boatloads of people:

You’ve got Wally, who’s literally running people to safety:

Annnnnnnnnd then you’ve got Connor…who’s stabbing a shark with a bow…because he ran out of arrows:

Stellar work, gentlemen!

#dc comic panels #dc comics panel #dc comics #kyle rayner #green lantern #connor hawke #green arrow #wally west #the flash #flash #dc #green lantern corps #lanternfamily #arrowfamily #flashfamily #lanternfam #arrowfam #flashfam

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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“Thanks for taking care of me while I’m sick,” he groaned lowly, barely managing to suppress the cough that scratched up his throat.

She hummed, lifting the washcloth off his forehead to replace it with a fresh, cool one and she pulled the sheet over his bare chest and arms, up to his neck. “Well, it’s not like I had anything better to do on a Friday night, Hal.” Grabbing the bottle of NyQuil from the bedside table, she uncapped it and poured the amount, handing him the cup.

Hal’s expression pinched and he turned his face away with a grimace. “No. That’s nasty.”

“Oh, don’t be such a big baby,” she grunted, rolling her eyes, and shoving it in his face again. “Take it and you’ll sleep through the night.”

“No,” he retorted with a scowl. “That shit’s nasty and I’m not drinking it.”

She cocked a brow and placed the cup on the bedside table before scrambling atop Hal, pinning his elbows to the bed with her knees. He let out a howl from the pain of her weight on his arms but also from the shock at the sheer audacity to do what she was about to do. She didn’t waste her chance, one hand squeezing his mouth painfully to keep it open, the other grabbing the cup.

She poured it in his mouth then slammed his mouth shut and held her hand over it, glaring down at him, warning, “Swallow it, Harold Jordan, or I’ll pour the entire bottle down your throat.”

He glowered at her and with a great amount of will, he swallowed the cough syrup and when she pulled away, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. “You’re a terrible woman,” he growled. “Horrible to me in all the worst ways.”

“Oh, boo-hoo-hoo,” she mocked, shifting her knees from his elbows to rest between his arms and his torso, kneeling in the bed. “I forced you to take your medicine. What a witch I am.”

Hal smacked a few times and shivered from the taste. “Evil to me.”

“You’ll live,” she acknowledged, poking his nose. “And when you wake up in the morning feeling better, you’ll thank me then.”

He rested back against the pillows beneath his head, fingers gently kneading her thigh from beneath the sheet. “Will you stay the night?”

She sighed wistfully at his pitiful expression and bent down, pressing her lips to his cheekbone. “Sure, Hal, I’ll stay the night to make sure you don’t die in your sleep.”

“And you’ll make me chicken and rice?”

“Don’t push your luck, sick-boy,” she warned. “You take your medicine in the morning like a real man and I’ll consider making you chicken and rice.”

“Why won’t you just let me take the pills?” he whined, turning his face into the pillow to pout and she rolled off him, laying out on the open side of the bed.

“Because liquids are absorbed faster, and the sooner you’re over this, the sooner you’ll stop being a man-baby.”

“You’re so mean to me,” he whined again, lids starting to droop. “So mean to me.”

She reached over and carded her fingers in his brown hair, gently combing it and she smiled as he started to go slack beneath her, breathing evening out as he fell into sleep. “Yeah, but I love you while I’m at it, Hal.”

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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Don't You Draw The Queen of Diamonds, Boy, She'll Beat You If She's Able, You Know The Queen of Hearts Is Always Your Best Bet

Hal Jordan x Reader One-Shot

Word Count: 1.2K Warnings: Explicit Language

Author's Note: This wasn't supposed to be 1.2K??? Enjoy! -Thorne

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She let Bruce have his merry way with slandering her husband in front of her. Had she been a lesser woman, she probably would’ve snapped and broken the man’s back in two, but she forced herself to ignore it. The meeting was almost over anyways and then she’d be flying back to Coast City, away from Bruce and away from his stupid—but truthfully, not very far off—insults.

Barry frowned from his seat. “Hal’s trying his best to be here and be a part of the League, Bruce,” he explained. “But Hal’s pulled in all directions. Here, the Air Force, and the Corps. You can’t expect him to always be at every meeting.”

“I am,” Bruce retorted. “And I have seven kids who all attend extracurricular activities that I go to.”

Barry didn’t have a counter to that, and he looked away, meeting her eyes; she merely blinked and murmured, “I relay information to Hal whenever he isn’t here, Bruce. You don’t have to shove the stick farther up your ass about it.”

The vigilante turned his darkened glare onto her, but she simply gazed back at him. “He’s missed the last six meetings.”

“My husband’s a busy man, Bruce,” she replied. “He’s a Captain and a high-ranking Green Lantern. Edward’s Air Force Base and Oa call on him quite a lot.” Her expression didn’t change as she added, “Perhaps a man who’s had everything handed to him wouldn’t understand the meaning of demanding work and responsibility.”

Even Diana and Clark were shocked when the words came out of her mouth. “That’s a little far, Aurorus,” Clark admonished. “Even for you.”

She cocked a brow. “Oh? I thought we were insulting our fellow league members in front of one another right now. Or are Bruce’s words of Hal merely compliments disguised as cruel slights?”

Standing from her seat, she calmly rounded the table and stood in front of Bruce. “See, the thing about you, Bruce, is that you like to insult those your think are less intelligent than you. Less skilled. If they don’t operate on Batman’s level, they don’t deserve his time. If they’re not afraid of you, you can’t stand it.” She searched his gaze. “And that’s the thing you don’t like about my husband. As John once said, ‘Hal was the man without fear, and what’s the Batman when you’re not afraid of him? Just. A. Man.”

Bruce glowered at her, and she could see the annoyance in his eyes.

“My husband isn’t an idiot, Bruce. He’s got a bachelor's degree in aeronautical science. He can explain the laws of motion and solve physics problems with a breeze. He’s a strong, capable leader who commands a squadron in the Air Force and is considered to be one of the greatest Green Lanterns alive if not the greatest.”

With each support, her voice grew stronger, more righteous.

“My husband has given his life for the people he cared about and yes, he’s fucked up. Many times. But he paid for his sins. He repaid his debts to those he owed and to those he couldn’t, he has driven himself almost insane trying to do better. To never make the same mistakes again.” She took a step closer. “My husband has flown to the edges of the galaxy, seen time in ways no mortal has ever seen it before, has watched stars die and life revive.”

Getting nose to nose with Bruce, she affirmed, “My husband is flawed. But rest assured, the man I stand before is a lesser man than Hal Jordan.” Her eyes narrowed, and she spat, “And he always will be.”

They glared one another down, a pen could be heard dropping, and someone cleared their throat. “Okay…uh…meeting adjourned until next week.”

The League members around started leaving but the two of them stood there, glaring at one another with hatred until someone touched her arm. “Aurorus…do you want to come back with me?”

“Of course, Barry,” she replied, not taking her eyes off Bruce until the Dark Knight scowled even harder and turned away with the flip of his cape and stalked off.

She almost yelled another insult at him, but she didn’t and merely pursed her lips as she looked at Barry. “Come, let us go to Central City. I could use a good milkshake.”

Barry followed like a puppy. “You really did Hal justice in there. He’d probably be crying if he heard what you said.”

“Hmm. Hal probably would’ve stuck his face against my cheek and cooed, ‘Aww, babe you do care!’.” She looked at him. “I shouldn’t’ve said anything. I’ve only rocked the boat more doing that.”

“Maybe,” he shrugged. “But you did defend your husband, so I think it’s okay.” She didn’t reply as they walked up to the Zeta-tube. “But I do think Hal would be happy to know what you said.”

She ignored it. “I’m thinking of a cheeseburger with my milkshake. A big, greasy, bacon-cheeseburger with loaded fries.” Glancing at him, she asked, “I’m buying, want anything?”

Barry’s face lit up and he started bouncing on his heels, nodding his head like a child. “Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes.”

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Within the little apartment on Oa that Hal had been given, most of the furniture resembled that of his and his wife’s apartment back in Coast City, complete with a sixty-five-inch flat screen TV and a sectional that he may or may have not bribed Clark on flying to Oa.

Hal laid down on the couch and flicked through the TV channels, trying to find something of interest that would make him tired enough to sleep. Two more weeks of scouring the Andromeda galaxy and he would be able to go back home; all he wanted to do was hold his wife in his arms and sink into their bed, buried in comfy pillows and blankets.

Speaking of his wife, his phone buzzed on the coffee table, and he leaned over, fumbling for it; lifting it into his vision he saw the text from Barry.

Watch this. You won’t be disappointed :)

Hal rolled his eyes. Barry and his emoticons. He flicked the video on, eyes slowly widening, jaw going slack as he watched his wife wiped the floor with Bruce.

My husband is flawed. But rest assured, the man I stand before is a lesser man than Hal Jordan. And he always will be.

The video came to an end and his phone buzzed in his hand.

Did you watch it?

He tapped his own response. Yeah…I’ve never seen her that enthusiastic before. Hal could sense Barry’s grin.

She might be the Fairy Queen, but you and I both know she’s actually the Queen of Diamonds, isn’t she?

Queen of Hearts, Barry. My wife is the Queen of Hearts.

XD Whatever you say, Harold! Goodnight! Or Morning! See you when you get back! I know she’s ready to see you too!

Hal clicked the phone off and he set it on the coffee table again, heart fluttering in his chest as he threw an arm over his eyes, trying to ignore the burning in them; even if he couldn’t, a mile-wide smile was on his lips, wobbly, but there and thankful someone saw the worst in him and still loved him more than the world.

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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I’ve spent the last hour making pic crews because they’re so fun but also because I wanted to make my mind’s image of some of the reader inserts I make. Now, what you see, is not what these RI’s canonically look like. This is just what I see when I read my stories, you should see your own version!

Clockwise starting with the top left is Batsis, Batmom, the Oa AI, and Flashsis/Flash-daughter!

And here’s Batbro for good measure ⬆️

#show me your RI’s from my stories!#I’d love to see your Batsis and Batmom and others!#batsis #batmom #AI reader #ai reader #batbro #flashsis #flashdaughter #batfamily #batfam #flashfamily #flashfam #lanternfamily #lanternfam #dc comics #dc #reader insert

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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“Does anyone know why Hal is crying?” Barry asked, a worried expression on his face; Hal didn’t cry, Hal never cried. “He looks really upset.”

“He’s not upset,” she scowled.

That sounded suspicious.

Barry cocked a brow. “What’d you do, Aurorus?”

“I found out who was eating my lunches up here and decided to make them pay for it.” She glared at Hal. “Say hello to the lunch thief.”

“What’d you do?” Barry repeated.

She harrumphed. “I put Carolina Reaper peppers in my soup and laced it with a shit-ton of ghost pepper extract.”

“Oh my God,” he breathed. “You know that technically classifies as poisoning, right?”

“Fucker’s been eating my lunch. He got what he deserved.”

“I’m your husband!” Hal cried, tears and snot running down his face. “What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours!”

She scowled at him and pointed to herself, shouting, “I DON’T SHARE FOOD!”

Barry looked between the tearful husband and the raging wife, shaking his head. “I don’t know how you two managed to get married.”

She turned her glare onto him. “You’re one to talk!”

“Yeah!” Hal encouraged. “What she said.”

“Shut up!” she yelled at Hal, and Barry shook his head.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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one word ask, nostalgic

Kyle notices that Jason gets nostalgic around the areas of Gotham that his lover is showing him, but it doesn’t really hit him square in his chest until they’re standing in front of an old condemned complex and it suddenly becomes clear like the tears in Jason’s eyes; Jason loves this city more than anyone in the world—she raised him.

#Hi Summer! ☀️#jason todd #red hood #kyle rayner #green lantern #jaykyle #batfam #batfamily #lanternfam #lanternfamily #dc comics #dc

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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Read this while it lasts because I'm not writing it for a long time. You just get to revel in the angst of no happy ending

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So, Reader and Hal have been friends since they were babies, I mean lived next-door-to-one-another-close. When Martin died and Hal just shut down, she was always there. Would sit beside him on the lunch bench, offering a bite of her lunch every time and he would always shake his head; she’d nod and lay her head on his shoulder and eat, quietly talking about whatever she liked that would make him respond. So, he never did, but then one day when she offered him some of her lunch, he took some and she just bawled all day because Hal was finally “back.” As they got older, the small, child crush just evolved into full-grown love and she’s always been there, ride or die best friend who never lets her feelings get in the way because she knows what she’d stand to lose if she told Hal the truth.

BACKSTORY DONE

(I don’t know if you’ve ever seen Supernatural but in one of the first four seasons there was an episode where Dean got attacked by the djinn and was stuck in some type of dream where his life was “perfect.”) So, in some fashion that I have to figure out, that happens to her, and for some reason, even after they’ve had Constantine and Zatanna “cure” her, they can’t wake her up and Constantine offhandedly mentions dream walking to see why she’s still stuck in her dreams. He also says that it’d help if there was someone who could come along that she was close to that could help make her realize it’s a dream. Hal volunteers because he’s that close with her.

So Constantine connects their minds and Hal finds himself in a world that’s exactly like the one he just left but when he manages to find her (on the Coast City beach of all places?), he sees her and another “Hal” dancing with one another and he can hear her laughing and it’s nothing he’s ever heard from her before, and he’s shocked, to say the least, whenever he sees the other Hal kiss her and she just melts against him and says, “I love you, Hallie,” and he says the same to her.

He tails them back to an apartment and he waits until they’ve gone to sleep to get in and find her. She wakes up in bed and is like, “Hal, I think there’s someone in the apartment.” But since it’s a perfect world and nothing goes wrong, he’s like, “Doors and windows are locked. No one’s here but us.” And goes back to sleep, but she can’t help but feel worried, so she gets up and goes out of the bedroom. Someone’s hand comes around her mouth and she panics until the real Hal is like, “It’s me!” Understandably, she’s freaked out because she just left Hal in bed and now, he’s here but he doesn’t explain as he drags her from the apartment and to the “location” where Constantine is supposed to collect them and wake them up from.

When they get there, he explains that she’s been attacked by an otherworldly force and has been in a dream-coma-like state for a week and they couldn’t wake her up. And on some level, she realizes this and when she does, the “world” starts to break down and then she really understands it was all a dream. All the while, Hal doesn’t mention anything he saw because he doesn’t want to risk making her stay behind in something she desperately desires but isn’t safe for her.

Just as they’re about to “wake up” through the portal Constantine makes, the other Hal appears and starts begging her to stay, and then she’s torn between the real Hal and the one she’s been loving for months (because in her dream, months have passed, not just a week). Hal, the real one, condemns his reasoning saying, “If you loved her, you’d let her leave. She’ll die if she stays.”

The other Hal comes back with, “At least I love her!” and the real Hal is dumbstruck as the other launches into a whole tirade of all the shit real Hal does to her and takes for granted. “She has always been there for you. She loves you. Like no woman has ever loved you before and you have always taken her for granted. Everything she does for you. How many times have you shown up at her doorstep at two AM and begged for a place to sleep for the night and she always smiles and says it’s your home too? How many times has she picked your drunk ass up from the bar and nursed your hangovers the next day and never complained? How many times have you left in the morning for missions and never even left a note explaining when you’d be back, always worrying her thinking you’ve been hurt? How many times has she held you as you cried and lamented over all the shit you’ve done to your family and friends? How many times has she had to reassure you that you’re still a good man in her eyes? You don’t love her, not in the way she deserves to be loved by you. You don’t even care that she does all this out of love. You know exactly why she does what she does and instead of setting that boundary you revel in it because she’s the only one who cares enough to put up with your shit and still love you like you don’t hurt her a little more every time you leave.” Then he huffs a humorless laugh. “But it’s not like you’re leaving a lover, right? You need her and want her care, but you don’t love her for it in return. But I do.” Then he, the other Hal, turns to her and takes her hands and says, “I love you. And I want you to stay with me because I can make you happy. I have been making you happy. This is what you’ve always wanted, and I want to give that to you. I want to stay with you and love you.”

And the real Hal can see her beginning to slip because he knows, God does he know what it’s like to want what you don’t have. In a last-ditch effort to get her back, he says softly, “He’s right…I can’t love you, not like you love me. But you’re my best friend and I need you there. Please, come back with me.”

And that’s what breaks her because she pulls away from the fake Hal and agrees to go back; the fake Hal asks, “I don’t understand, why are you going back when you can stay with me?” she simply says, “Because this isn’t real, and we both know it.” Then she turns to him and adds, “Being with you these last few months…it’s everything I’ve ever wanted, but…it’s not real and I can’t stay if it isn’t real.”

He's sad, cups her face and brushes her cheek and he feels so real to her though as he returns, “I wish I was real enough for you.” And then he leans down and gently kisses her forehead, so softly, then the tip of her nose and her lips, and it’s all so gentle and caring and she grabs his jacket in her fists because she starts crying (well, she already is) and then he pulls away, just enough for their lips to brush and he whispers, “I love you…and when all your life is lived, I’ll wait for you at the end. We’ll get our chance in the next life.” Then he kind of smiles and adds, “Maybe my life won’t be so tragic, and I’ll be a better man.”

She simply smiles back at him and kisses him again, replying knowingly, “You already are, Hal. You always have been.” He smiles one last time at her and pulls away, his hand holding hers as he steps away, until their fingers are just brushing, then as his hand leaves her, he kind of dissolves into smoke and she goes to stand next to the real Hal, waiting for whatever that’s about to happen and he tries to comfort her but she pulls away and holds her arms to her sides and just says, “Don’t…just don’t.” And he relents and calls for Constantine to wake them up.

So, they wake up and her head kind of lolls to the side and Hal’s the first thing she sees and, in that moment, it kind of hits her what’s been blown out of the water and what she left behind, and when he gives her that apologetic look, she turns away, rolls over on the medical bed, and starts crying. Hal tries to take her back to Coast City, but she doesn’t want him anywhere near her so Clark steps up and takes her and when he drops her off, he asks if she wants to talk about it and all she can respond is with, “I wish he’d never woken me up.”

A few days pass and Hal has tried to see her every day, but she won’t answer the door and on the fifth day he tries, his phone pings with a message from her, and all the text says is, “Stop.” And Hal knows he’s done something he shouldn’t have and screwed up something so great that he can’t ever fix it. So, he leaves, and he doesn’t come back.

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Folks they put Green Lantern and Flash together on the Hershey’s Bars. It’s official. HalBarry is canon

#halbarry #hal jordan #barry allen #green lantern #flash #the flash #justice league #dc memes #dc meme #dc comics #green lanterns #green lantern corps #lanternfamily #flashfamily

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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I Would Pull The Trigger But You're Already Dead

An Injustice One-Shot!

Word Count: 1.4K Warnings: Explicit Language, Angst

Author's Note: All I have to say for myself is... :) Enjoy! -Thorne

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Hal couldn’t help but frown as the gathering of heroes bypassed him in silence, glares directed at their former teammate turned Regime-aider. “I know I don’t deserve to be upset,” he muttered to the Speedster next to him, who was busy averting his gaze to the floor for the exact same reason. “But it still stings to be so disregarded.”

Barry glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “Can you blame them?” he asked. “We helped Clark. You don’t really think they’d just welcome us back with open arms after all we did.”

“You say that like you actually murdered people,” Hal said lowly, gazing at his hands that still seemed to be stained crimson no matter how many times he washed them clean. “You just rounded people up, Barry.”

“Evil is evil, Hal,” he countered. “Greater or lesser makes no difference.” Barry looked at him. “We still chose the wrong side, and now we’re paying for that choice.”

“I know,” Hal muttered, glancing up to see Bruce coming their way.

“Flash, have you seen GL around here?” Bruce inquired and Hal’s brows furrowed.

“I’m right here?”

“Not you,” he retorted. “We have another Green Lantern stationed in the Insurgency.”

Hal shook his head. “Who? Ganthet didn’t mention another GL stationed on earth?”

“Because I told him not to tell you,” a voice called from behind, and the temperature of the room dropped by about thirty degrees from how cold and hate-filled it was.

Hal and Barry turned to see a young man coming towards them, and Hal’s jaw slackened upon realization of who it was, more importantly, the Green Lantern suit that he wore, a striking match to his father’s; Hal’s breath caught in his throat, a deep, frigid pit ebbing outwards from his stomach to all his limbs as his heart began to beat faster. “Kid, what are you—when did you get a—”

He raised his fist, showing the green power ring. “Ganthet gave me my father’s ring after it made its way back to Oa.” His glare sharpened to a knife’s edge as his voice began to rise dangerously. “But you’d know all about my father’s ring coming back, wouldn’t you, Hal?”

“GL,” Bruce warned. “Now’s not the time to settle this score. We have a mission to take—”

“You can shut the fuck up,” he hissed at Bruce and whirled on Hal. “I swore to myself whenever I saw you, I’d let you know exactly what I thought of you.” His voice raised into an enraged shout. “You’re a goddamn criminal. You’re a fucking coward!” he yelled, shoving Hal back. “You’re a double-crossing, renegading, back-stabbing, motherfucker and you don’t deserve to put that ring back on!” someone grabbed his arm and he yanked away. “You murdered my fucking father! You turned on everything you stood for! You were supposed to protect this universe not help a fucking madman enslave it!”

With each accusation that weren’t far from the truth, Hal’s expression darkened. “I’m sorry,” he muttered. “Kid, I’m so so—”

“YOU’RE SORRY?!” he exploded, shoving Hal up against the wall, forearm locked against his throat. “I BURIED MY DAD AFTER YOU MURDERED HIM! AND YOU’RE FUCKING SORRY?!” he shoved harder, cutting off Hal’s air supply. “YOU DON’T GET TO BE SORRY! YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE ALIVE! MY DAD DOES!” Hal didn’t fight back, even as dark spots started blurring in the corners of his eyes. “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO LEARN THAT MY FUCKING GODFATHER MURDERED MY DAD IN COLD BLOOD?! HE TRUSTED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU!”

Hands wrapped around the younger man’s arms, tugging him away and he fought violently. “LET ME GO! I DESERVE TO KILL HIM!”

“GL, stop.”

Hal fell to the ground and coughed while Barry rested a hand on his shoulder to ease him. “I’m—sor—ry,” he choked out between coughs, sucking in a lungful of air.

“I DON’T WANT YOUR SORRY!” he screamed, and Hal finally looked up at him, unable to hold his gaze for long as the tears streamed down the young man’s face. “I WANT MY FATHER BACK, YOU SONOVABITCH!” he staggered back into Bruce’s arms, knees giving out beneath him as he sobbed, a soul-tearing mixture of anger and grief, as he wept repeatedly, “I want my dad back.”

Hal gazed at him, his chest caving in, regrets and every mistake he made during the Regime coming back at him full force, and all he could do was stare at his godson and say, “I am so sorry.”

He turned his head up, trying to strike out at him, but Bruce caught his arm and curled it back to his chest, keeping him still. “I hope you die,” he snarled, baring his teeth, tears turning from grief to rage. “I hope you die in the most painful way imaginable. I hope everyone you love dies in front of you. I hope to God it fucking kills you. You deserve to die.”

“I know,” Hal agreed, refusing to rise to his feet, even as Barry tried to help him. “I know I do.”

He couldn’t strike the older Lantern in front of him, but he gathered the saliva in his mouth and spat with all the loathing he had in him. “There’s a special place in Hell for betrayers like you.” Cocking his elbow into Bruce’s side, he griped, “Let go of me.”

“No fighting. It’s a distraction,” Bruce warned and let him up.

“So is working with murderers and renegades,” he shot back, a swipe and both Hal and Barry; he offered one final glance to Hal and threatened, “I don’t care if you’re trying to make things right with everyone else. You will never be redeemed in my eyes. And if you’re wise, you’ll stay the fuck away from me. I don’t want your amends. Ever.”

Hal couldn’t watch him go, he simply gazed at his hands, now more than ever covered in blood, and whispered, “I’m sorry, kid.”

“I’m well fucking past sorry,” he snapped as he strode away. “And you need to do this universe a favor and blow your fucking brains out.”

The three men watched the younger slam the door behind him; Barry looked down at Hal. “Hal,” he started, and the man shook his head.

“Go. I—I think I need to be alone for a while.”

Barry frowned but relented and left his friend collapsed by the wall, Bruce walking beside him as they left in the other direction. “You did this on purpose,” he accused.

“He needed to see Hal and get this out of the way.”

“Out of the way?” he hissed, voice raising higher. “All you did was set a powder keg on fire! He is not going to let this go!”

Bruce stopped and looked at him. “You expect him to? Did you ever let go of Thawne killing your mother?”

“That’s different,” Barry retorted.

“Is it? He killed your mother and yet you’ve always held a grudge against him once you learned he did it.” Bruce’s expression was solemn. “Why is Hal any different from Thawne?”

Barry looked away. “It wasn’t right. You shouldn’t have ambushed Hal like that.”

“Perhaps,” he mused. “But he’s not going to kill Hal.”

“And how are you so sure?” he questioned dubiously.

Bruce met his gaze and affirmed, “Because he’s a better man than Hal, and he swore to uphold his father’s memory.”

As he walked away, Barry called, “Do you seriously think that’s going to stop him from getting revenge? And I mean honest to God, Bruce, do you?”

Bruce paused and took a moment to draw his eyes from the floor to his old friend’s. “He got that ring while Hal was imprisoned. If he had wanted to kill Hal, he would’ve already.” He frowned. “He’s grown up too fast, Barry, but I know he won’t because he’s a Green Lantern. Guy Gardner might’ve been the biggest moron I ever knew, but he was a good man. And I know he raised his son to be a better man than he was.” Bruce gave Barry a firm look. “He won’t kill Hal.”

Barry watched him walk away, torn between staying for his friend and going to comfort the still-grieving recipient of a dead man’s power ring. “I wouldn’t blame him if he did,” he whispered to no one but himself and slipped through the doorway towards the barracks.

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