#Weather Check

[radiance1]

Just remembered about the Vortex's lil guy au and decided to write a lil about it.

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When the Justice League arrived to stop a newly risen villain's scheme, which involved taking holding an entire city hostage with the use of a machine that could control the weather, which also involved expanded after successfully taking over the city.

When they achieved victory, they did not expect a child to be powering the machine.

Shazam, surprisingly, was the first one to react. "Danny!?" He said as he flew over to the boy, gently picking him from the confines of the machine (after they it had been deactivated) and into his arms. "Danny...?" He said a moment later, unsure of himself as his voice wavered a bit.

He shook the boy a bit, not too hard though, so as not to do any accidental harm. Blearily, the boy blinked opened his eyes, staring up at Shazam's worried face. "Shazam?" He murmured, voice rough and scratchy, as if it wasn't used often.

Either this boy-Danny-didn't speak much beforehand, or he was trapped in that machine so long that his voice became like this from a long period of disuse.

Shazam seemed to have thought so as well, and by his expression, it seemed to be more of the later as he floated down beside the rest of the League.

Danny blinked slowly before looking around the area, eyes glancing over every member present, then his surroundings and then finally back to Shazam and, with a curious tilt of his head he simply asked. "Did I get possessed again?"

A wave of concern washed over the group at the way the boy so casually asked such a question. As if it happened often enough that he grew used to it and, if the 'again' was any indication, it might just be the case.

"No." Shazam shook his head, readjusting his hold on the boy as he started to try and wiggle himself out of his arms. "Are you okay?"

"Yep." Said Danny, not even taking a moment to consider the question. As if he didn't just come out of a machine that feed upon his powers for who knew how long. Shazam's eyes narrowed in a glare that could almost give the Bat's a run for his money.

"Danny." The Champion of Magic chided, and the boy's eyes glazed over for a moment as Shazam simply readjusted his hold again. A moment later the boy blinked, a small purse to his lips and the vaguest amounts of concern slipping onto his face. "Oh," The boy said, no longer trying to wiggle himself from Shazam's hold. "My magic is acting weird, that's not good."

"Well yea since you, you know, had your powers drained and all?" Green Lantern said, the end of his question dipping into a question as the boy turned his head in his direction with too empty eyes that, for some reason, unsettled him.

"Who're you?" He asked with passing interest.

Whatever unsettlement Green Latern felt, it was immediately replaced with the vaguest amount of offence as the boy's words somehow wounded his ego more than such a simple question should have once it registered.

Who then immediately proceeded to ignore him.

The boy then blinked again, turning to Batman and giving the man a small wave. "Hello again, Batman." The Dark Knight simply grunted in his direction and nodded. Then pointed to each and every member present and slowly called out their names.

"Wonder Woman, Superman, Martian Manhunter, " Both of the aliens names were whispered with an underlying awe. "The Flash and Aquaman." His finger than landed on Green Lantern, and the boy furrowed his brows. "So who're you?"

"How do you know spooky but not me?!" Green Lantern ignored the Bat's glare in his direction at the use of the nickname, wounded pride and genuine bafflement allowing him to do such a thing.

"We met before." Danny state simply, as if that was the answer to all questions. "You?" He asked again.

This could not get worse. Green Lantern thought.

It could get worse. Green Lantern realized a few moments later after trying-and failing-to get the boy to recognize him as the members present were snickering at his plight.

Even Wonder Woman was trying to hold down a smile.

His eyes accidentally wandered in Batman's direction to see his reaction and he let out a quiet sigh of relief to see the man unmoved with only the slightest amount of disappointment that he didn't crack. Though it was wildly overshadowed by his ego being salvaged-

Batman's lips quirked up into a smirk before falling so fast that he had trouble believing if it was even there in the first place.

Green Lantern's jaw dropped as he stared at the Bat incredulously, who simply stared back. Unmoved, like a stone. As if he didn't just smile at him.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #Vortex when he made a precaution to not have his little guy possessed by human ghosts only to have him dropped into another dimension- #-and possessed by ghosts of varying magical natures supernatural entities and other such beings: #Danny and Shazam know each other #They're like friends #Danny got used as a power source for a weather machine because of his weather related powers #Danny and Batman have only met once #He also genuinely does not know who Green Lantern is #How? #I have no clue #Danny when his magic is wonky and feeling the effects of being forcefully sucked of his powers: I'm fine. #Shazam who is used to his shit by now: Danny. [Said in a vaguely disappointed tone] #Danny: On second thought let me check-

[forged-in-kaoss]

#one piece #roronoa zoro #luffy #monkey d luffy #mugiwara no luffy #luffy vs zoro #whiskey peak #alabasta saga #zolu #nami #weather witch nami #cat burglar nami #romance dawn trio #im so soft about them nami keeps them in check and theyre back to being adorable. theyre all insane #zoluna

[uponthewind]

apocalypse is a normal weather condition on my dash again so heres some more favorites

#ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #would post more but the img limit...... #i love. checking the weather in this game its so fun. everytime they add a new dungeon/trial i check the weather

[mspainttaz]

what seasons are your fav :>

winter the others can eat my ass<3

#i only like evil weather and wearing layers without screaming #m #ur name and pfp scared me i had to double check Your Bio

[slttygeto]

satoru who forgets to check the weather app every single time and always underdresses when it’s cold. his teeth are stuttering, his nose is red and he can barely move his fingers. he sighs dreamily when suguru takes off his own scarf and wraps it around satoru’s neck, offering him the warmth he’s been chasing.

“what about you?”

“i’ll be fine, i actually started overheating ‘cause of my hair.”

#i love them an endless amoumt #also very self indulgent i am satoru in this #i never check the weather app or step outside til its too late 😭 #moon's works #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jjk x reader #jjk x you

[raina-at]

Weather

As those of you who follow my May ficlets surely know by now, I’ve set myself an unofficial goal to hit all of my AUs. So today I’m picking my quasi Narina AU called Lost Souls that, like, five people have read. This fic is what happens when I read Outlander, see Narnia, and read teenlock. (Tl,DR context for this ficlet: Sherlock and John are stuck in another dimension, that’s pretty much all you need to know. Also, they’re both about 18-20 in this ficlet, John is a medic, and Sherlock is working for local law enforcement)

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Weather, John thinks as he shakes out his umbrella, will never be a selling point of the British Isles, no matter in which dimension, no matter what they’re called. Sherlock gave him a long speech once about climate and sea levels and geology all being pretty much identical here, compared to the England they grew up in, so it stands to reason that the weather is equally rotten.

Well, since John has spent his entire life in England and then on the equivalent on Dera, he’s bloody well used to it.

Doesn’t mean he has to like it, though. 

He can handle rain and fog and everything in between. What he doesn’t like is when a day starts out beautiful and sunny and ends up in a deluge of truly epic proportions. He’s not that wet, because he was smart enough to stay at the clinic until the worst was over, but his coat will take ages to dry, and he dislikes the smell of drying wool. 

He’s just getting warm again, sitting on the sofa by the fire and enjoying a nice cuppa and the first chapter of a new novel Molly lent him when the door to their flat bangs open.

John turns around and starts laughing uncontrollably.

The thing about Sherlock is, he’s always gorgeous. But right now, soaked to the skin in his dark wool coat, hair wet and plastered to his head, dripping on the floor and wearing a pissy expression, he looks like nothing so much as a drowned cat. Specifically Toby, Molly’s black tomcat.

Sherlock glares at John, which makes the resemblance to a pissed off cat even greater. 

“I fail to see what’s so funny,” Sherlock grumps as he stalks into the sitting room, shedding his coat as he goes, letting it drop to the floor with a heavy splat.

“You look like Toby, that one time he fell into the suds bucket at the morgue,” John says between giggles. 

“I do not!” Sherlock all but hisses, which sets off John even more.

“Oh my god, now you sound like him too!”

Sherlock glares at him, then something in his eyes changes. He stalks over to John, who’s still on the sofa, and sits down straight in his lap.

“Oh my god, you’re cold!” John yelps, as the water dripping from Sherlock’s clothes start soaking through his trousers and shirt immediately.

“Warm me up, then,” Sherlock says, shaking his head so water droplets land all over John.

John laughs. “Great, now I’m getting wet because you don’t have the sense God gave small children to stay inside when it’s pouring outside.”

“Staying in just because it’s raining is boring, John,” Sherlock says, reeling John in and pressing his entire wet torso against John’s.  “You don’t want me catching cold, do you, Doctor?” Sherlock murmurs into John’s ear. Sherlock’s closeness, the whisper of breath against John’s ear, and Sherlock using his still very new title all together make John reconcile with the situation very quickly. The fact that he, the sofa, and the floor are getting soaked are of very minor importance compared to a wet, gorgeous and mischievous Sherlock Holmes in his lap.

He threads his fingers into Sherlock’s wet hair and pulls him in for a kiss. Sherlock tastes of rain and fresh air and pastries. “Mrs Hudson is baking?” John asks, pulling back a little.

“Very good,” Sherlock says, grinning at John, an obvious challenge sparking in his eyes and in the corner of his smile. “What else?”

John grins. Two can play this game, my friend, he thinks. He noses along Sherlock’s throat, smelling rain and traces of their soap and the faint trace of canal. He licks a few raindrops from Sherlock’s neck, and Sherlock gasps. “You went to see Billy.”

“Conjecture,” Sherlock murmurs, dipping his head back to give John better access to his neck.

“Fact,” John answers, sinking his teeth playfully into the taut muscle of Sherlock’s enticing throat. “You smell like the river,” he whispers, as he dips his tongue into Sherlock’s ear.

Sherlock moans, and John grins into Sherlock’s skin. It took them a good while to find their stride, physically speaking, given that neither of them had an inkling of an idea what they were doing. But by now John knows Sherlock’s body so well, he knows exactly which strings to pluck.

“What else?” Sherlock asks, his voice no longer quite steady.

John draws back, surveying Sherlock like he’s a crime scene, knowing that this sort of scrutiny will turn Sherlock on even more. He kisses Sherlock again, licking deep into his mouth, chasing taste and sensation. He licks the corner of Sherlock’s mouth, and Sherlock moans around John’s tongue, drawing him closer to deepen the kiss, but John moves back, putting a finger over Sherlock’s mouth. “Moff’s bakery. Powdered birch sugar, you were at the doughnuts again.”

Sherlock nods, pulling at John for more kisses. John happily obliges.

“One more,” Sherlock whispers against John’s lips.

John grins and draws back a little. He runs his hands under Sherlock’s sopping wet suit jacket, pushing it off Sherlock’s shoulders as he fleeces the pockets. Nothing of interest. Then he unbuttons Sherlock’s waistcoat, one button at the time. Sherlock’s shirt is sticking to his skin, almost translucent, and John can’t resist mouthing at the taut nipple outlined under the fabric, even as he deftly checks the pockets of Sherlock’s waistcoat for clues. The rain-soaked shirt and Sherlock’s warm skin beneath, Sherlock’s hands carding through his hair, holding his head to Sherlock’s chest, and the encouraging noises Sherlock is making are almost enough to drive the game from John’s mind.

But only almost. Because Sherlock’s shirt smells of beeswax and dusty shelves. “Library,” he murmurs around Sherlock’s nipple, grazing the delectable nub with his teeth.

Sherlock gasps and pulls John up for a searing kiss. John grins against Sherlock’s lips.

Game over, then, he thinks. I won. “Are you getting warmer, love?”

“Shut up,” Sherlock says, dipping them back to the sofa, trapping John under himself, pressing his entire wet, warm, enticing body against John’s.

John grins. “Make me.”

Sherlock’s eyes darken. “Not a problem.”

As Sherlock moves in to kiss the very thoughts out of John’s head, John thinks, Oh, I definitely won, before he surrenders entirely to the force of nature that is Sherlock unleashed. Thank god for rain. 

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#johnlock #bbc sherlock #my fic #may prompts 2024 #weather #my narina au five people have read #lost souls #another au checked off the list #Sherlock and cats seems a bit of a trend this may

[bluehairperson]

Uuuhh... for some reason tumblr obliterated my reply, but an anon had asked about Val braiding Lucio hair a while ago. So 🤲

#sorry anon I don't know why it didn't post it? #I checked on posts drafts and queue and it's nowhere to be seen... ok #anyway took a while 'cause I'm super busy and burned out #at first this was a way longer and angsty comic that I didn't finish #I'll try to continue it sooner or later because it was cool #I want to post more often again but the weather is killing me #33 degrees in june dude wtf 😭😭😭 #the arcana #my art #lucio morgasson #consul valerius #valucio

[soulmvtes]

girls when they don't know what to wear in this period between summer and autumn

#diary #obsessively checking the weather the night before and then during the night and then in the morning abt five tumes

[eternally-tired-cryptid]

Y'all would not believe the situations I can put ocs in. Rotate them in my brain microwave.

#jasper rambles #the current sleeping fanfic is my witcher oc gwenna getting attacked by bandits and left for dead only to be rescued by her bestie eskel #and then upon the healer saving her life they realize they gotta head up to kaer morhen Now before the ppath gets too risky w the weather #and gwenna can't reasonably get up. luckily guess who just arrived on their way to kaer morhen? lambert and aiden. eskel is distrustful but #gwenna is like “so THIS is Lambert's cat” and lambert is fake grumpy abt it and then they all bond getting up the mountain and despite lambe #rts grumbling hes prolly abt as worried as eskel abt gwennas wellbeing bc unfortunately hes grown to see this woman as family over the last #decade plus of her wintering with them. aiden and gwenna bond so easily and trade stories and such. they get up the mountain and lambert and #aiden get a moment to breathe before vesemirs intereogation bc he can tell gwenna is injured. she brushes it off by telling him he can give #her a full check up AFTER theyre all settled in. by this point vesemir keeps supplies that are more specifically for helping humans on hand #thanks to her first ever winter w them in which she broke her leg. i just. love them so much <3 #no clue where it falls on any sort of canon timeline. books or show. but 🤷 #i think itd be cute if gwenna is there the winter geralt brings ciri up for the first time

[neurotypical-sonic]

an image thats been stuck in my head for a few weeks: vector, used to espio and charmy, notices notices that sonic looks a lil cold and just unthinkingly shrugs off his jacket and throws it on him. its a leather jacket and it absolutely drawfs sonic

#egg.txt #sonic is having some complicated feelings but vector is already moved on #ugh these kids and not dressing for the weather 🙄 does nobody check the forcast these days #sonic #vector #sonicposting

[beatingdrumspouringwine]

hello all and good evening, please have this hot new prayer to Hermes that i came up with about three hours ago: "Hermes please save my idiot soul"

#repeated frantically while driving in a Very Unexpected snowstorm #thank you Hermes for being the patron god of stupid travelers #from now on i promise to always check the weather before going anywhere #even if it's just down the hill #hermes #hermes deity #hermes worship #helpol

[glowing-and-confused]

Fall Out Boy lyrics and sunshine 🌅

Love From the Other Side || The Sun, Edvard Munch || Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year || Sunset, Caspar David Friedrich || Heaven, Iowa || The Eclipse, Alma Thomas || Sunshine Riptide || The Weather Project, Olafur Eliasson || Calm Before the Storm || 27 || Wheat Field at Sunrise, Vincent Van Gogh || The Carpal Tunnel of Love || The Weather Project, Olafur Eliasson || Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet || A Beaming Sunset, Wojciech Weiss || So Much (For) Stardust

#so much (for) stardust #fob #fall out boy #what i do at work while i pretend to be busy on my laptop #can you believe every album but srar and abap has lyrics about sunshine? im insane ❤️ #web weaving #also! please check out the weather project (2003). stunning pictures there #glowing posts #300 notes

[tayloralison]

actually the best advice given to me as a kid was to lay out the clothes you're gonna wear the next day before going to bed. truly life changing

#@ everyone who doesn't do it...check the weather and do it trust me

[the-herdier]

The gate scene in episode 4, basically:

Demon: "So where's your ruby?"

Morpheus, staring right into the demon's eyes: "Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?"

Demon: "Understood, sir. Right this way, sir."

#the sandman #intimidation check = pass #bluff check = pass #dream of the endless #morpheus #wouldn't you like to know weather boy

[karda]

went to bodega bay for my moms birthday yesterday:]

#we didnt check the weather bc we're stupid so it was crazy windy #like weather alert emergency windy #but we ball nonetheless #rambling

[t4t-dazai]

dazai in my today's outfit bc i love how i look

#the formula on the tshirt is spirt iirc #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #neo's art #bsd fanart #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #id in alt text #fashion #the weather is 20°C and this guy (me) is in a coat LMAO #i also got stopped in the subway entrance. they wanted to check my things XD #first time that happened. they are afraid of my colorful swag