9-1-1 Lonestar Complaint #1

9-1-1 lonestar complaint #1

carlos tells tk that austin is a small town

it isn't

austin has nearly 1 million people and is one of the fastest growing cities in the US

remember to say happy pride to the two little figurine things from Night at the Museum

i love the young justice show just as much as the next person but i feel like show conner versus comic kon (no pun intended) is like comparing megablocks and legos

in spider-man meets the batfam aus: should peter be able to sense cass with his spidey sense?

because peter being shocked that she was able to sneak up on him seems like the obvious answer

but also cass being shocked that she can't sneak up on him would be equally as funny and has a lot more opportunities for her character development and the overall plot

star-crossed lovers

@wolfstarmicrofic word count: 262

Remus didn’t believe in soulmates. At least, he didn’t believe you’d be able to find your one true match in a sea of eight billion people. Sure, it was a nice idea and all, but he figured you could make it work with anyone if you really tried. 

That is, until Remus saw him. 

Dancing in front of the bonfire, the moonlight shining off his long, dark hair. He moved like he owned this world while belonging to another. Stormy blue eyes met amber, and Remus’s soul caught fire. This man was a star, and Remus was too close. He could feel himself burning up, combusting until there was nothing left. 

It was addicting. 

Remus didn’t remember walking over to the beautiful man, but the next thing he knew, he was being pulled away from the party, the light of the fire, and into the dark forest. Remus didn’t mind; this man provided more than enough heat for the both of them. 

The man turned, meeting his eyes, and Remus felt the fire roaring through his body. 

“Hi,” he said finally.

The man smiled, looked up at the sky, at the stars, at the moon. He looked back to Remus, entire universes in his eyes. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you.”

Then, they were up against a tree, touching, breathing, burning. And Remus couldn’t help thinking: This is it. This is him. He’s mine, and I’m his. This is it, forever.

always remember:

jason todd probably has a strong jersey accent

*after a long night of patrol*

jason: i'm not sure about you guys but I could use a cuppa cawfee