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Ur fav, Jessica Cruz and Hal Jordan fluff. :3
Not true fluff but I left you hanging for so long and I had this in my drafts so....
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Carol twirled, her dress flaring around her. Eyes on her. But not his. He wasn't even in the room anymore. It was raining outside, she could hear the crack of thunder barely muted by the music.
She stopped, then started her search. Leaving the room and wandering halls.
Where was he?
Eyes pricking with frustrated tears she sagged against a door which gave way at her sudden weight, opening to a hallway. Intrigued, she kept walking. She made it to the door at the end of the hallway, ajar and spilling yellow light so unlike the led purple of the party. This felt like an actual hone. She peeked inside, thinking this would be a good place to settle her nerves. She could use a place to relax-
Her breath caught.
Jessica Cruz, she was in a sports bra and leggings. Her athletic jacket draped over her shoulders. Her legs were crossed and her eyes were laughing.
“You are such an idiot,” she told him, grinning.
He looked up from his phone, a wide grin on his face. “Hey, I’m not the one that decided to go out for a jog ten minutes before a thunderstorm.”
“I didn’t check the weather,” she protests sourly. “Besides, I would have made it back home if you didn’ insist I stop by for...what was it again? The best vegan brownies of my life? I never got my brownies.”
“I admit I used a bit of trickery,” that same smile. Carol stared at it, fascinated. Hal never smiled like that before. That widely. Maybe...she grasped it desperately...he was only smiling like that because there was only platonic-.
Jess harrumphed and flopped backwards onto the bed- oh, they were in a bedroom.
Jealousy reared it’s ugly head but she kicked it down. Curiosity dominant. She was a big girl, she could hold herself together for context.
“Aha!” Hal clapped his hands, his phone muffling the sound a bit but the excitement was there. “I found the perfect song.”
Jess rolled so she was now front first facing the bed, her voice was muffled but discernible. “Such...an idiot..”
A song started playing, he set the phone down. Walked to her, and dragged her to her feet. “C’mon babe,” he cajoled, “dance with me.”
Carol sees red after that.
Her body trembled- because how dare she?
How dare she?! SHE SAID SHE DIDN’T LIKE HIM, THAT THEY WEREN’T TOGETHER THE COUNTLESS TIMES CAROL HAD PRIED.
And here she was, smiling as he led Jess to her feet. Laughing when he isn’t sure where to put his hands. Here she was, resting her forehead on his shoulder. He pulls her closer and they danced cheek to cheek. Soft shuffling. His hands on her hips, her arms wound around his neck.
-no.
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im so glad this account exists! i just started watching dcshg a couple weeks ago and got hooked, i never imagined there’d be fans on tumblr posting about them still but im so so happy to be wrong ❤️❤️❤️
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dcshg isnt on netflix anymore :{
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I'm still crying 😭
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Random Hc: But i feel like Barry would simp for Bab's dad. Like he would gain a crush on him for some reason
"Babs, your dad is hot."
They discuss this on one of their sleepovers bc they're gossip buddies
Babs: Why????
Barry: I think it's the uniform. The authority, you know?
Babs: no???? well I think the real dilf is Zee's da—
Zee, appearinf out of nowhere, eyes lit with power: come again?
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she’s a mess i love her
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screenshot redraw that i kinda hate but only like a little bit
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We all know about the DDOS attacks on AO3 as it is still down. So it is very important we talk about the KOSA(Kids Online Safety Act) that is going to hit the floor soon. Because if that act goes through this could very much be the new reality of not only AO3 but online fandom spaces within the next year. The point of this act is to limit queer media and to eliminate online queer spaces.
Let me stress, the politicians are lying to you. Democrats and Republicans are lobbying for this. It is not pro trans rights and it is not pro lgbtq rights. This is very reminiscent of the Restrict Act! Politicians can SUE websites for having QEEER CONTENT. This act will not protect kids, it will further separate and marginalize the queer community!
If this bill goes through AO3, Wattpad, TikTok, Tumblr, and Twitter will be limited and fanfiction websites could be wiped out all together. If you are apart of fandom spaces pay attention and ACT! Call and email your senators! AND SIGN THE BELOW PETITIONS!
Reblog this! Send the links to people who aren’t on Tumblr! If you care about fandom, fandom spaces, your ships, your blorbos, fanfiction writers’ works, freedom to create, etc. Spread this!
If you aren’t American you can still sign/send some of these!
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Diana: Does anyone have questions?
Kara: How come clothes are in different colors and tints but lint is always bluish gray?
Diana: I meant about the mission.
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Barbi: When crows remember who wronged them and hold grudges it's 'cool' and 'really intelligent ' but when I do it I'm 'petty' and 'need to move on'.
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Hal: Guess, what I'm about to get?
Carter: On my nerves?
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Steve: It's okay, Diana, you have everything you need to defeat it.
Diana, shouldering up: The power to believe in myself?
Steve: No, a sword.
Steve: Stab it.
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Karen: Can you at least try to see it from my point of view?
Hal: *gets down on his knees*
Carter: *crouches down*
Karen: I will kill.
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Diana: He'll be here tonight as the sun casts it's last shadow upon the earth and the crescent moon rises over the eastern ridge.
Kara: So, like 9 o'clock?
Diana, sighing: Yeah, Kara, like 9 o'clock
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Zee: That server is really nice, I'm gonna go ask for his number.
Karen: But you don't speak Italian?
Zee: It'll be okay.
Zee, to the server: Hola, wanna gima youra numera.
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Diana: What do we call breaking the law?
Harleen: A hobby.
Babs, nudges Harleen in the ribs: That we do not engage in.
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Carter: *is carrying Garth on his shoulders, they are having fun conversation*
Oliver: *is bridal style carrying Steve, they are having amicable banter*
Barry: *is speeding down the streets of Metropolis, carrying Hal over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes while Hal screams*
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Carter: fuck, I wanna die
Karen: language!
Carter: hecky heck, I crave death
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