STAR SAPPHIRE

for hearts long lost and full of fright. for those alone in the blackest night. accept our ring and join our fight. love conquers all with violet light. hassan | alien | star sapphire

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thirdwcy

kyle’s breath leaves him all in one go when hassan hugs him, clings to the other like his life depends on it for a second.  there’s nothing half so soft in kyle’s hold; he just holds in for a long few seconds.  there’s something in the gentle wash of hassan’s rosey light that makes kyle’s breath come a little easier. 

the last few days have been – unbearable, a waking nightmare.  and kyle hadn’t had time to so much as…even think of calling hassan, but his presence is so immediately soothing that kyle wishes he had.  

it’s a quick thing, when kyle kisses hassan this time.  none of the budding excitement and discovery as the first.  just a quick thing, a thank you that kyle can’t find the words for quite yet.  “ don’t be sorry, i – thank you for coming.  right now i’m trying to help people who were just outside the worst of it.  there’s  lot of injuries, they’re displaced.  just extra hands right now would help. ” 

  he’s grateful, actually. feeling kyle press his lips to his, even for a brief moment, is only another reminder that kyle’s very much alive. even with the white lantern in front of him, in hassan’s own arms, it’s difficult to separate the pile of ash in metropolis from someone he’s grown to care for to such an extent. the hand around kyle’s wrist grips just a bit tighter. 

  “ i can help with that. ” he assures quickly, quietly. there’s a pause and he almost feels guilty for asking, but -- “ where will you head ?? do you need me somewhere specific ?? ” if kyle needs him anywhere else, hassan will do it. not just for kyle, but for the people who now have to suffer the terrible consequences of one man’s actions; but he can’t help the part of him that very much doesn’t want to stray too far from kyle again. 

   the ring on his hand pulses gently and hassan silently reminds himself to recharge it before they leave anywhere. he uses the brief silence to gather his own thoughts, prepare himself for the worst of the damage done. he’s seen enough as a lantern, as they all have, but it doesn’t get easier. already, he can feel the heartbreak from all over, like a thorn pressing into him from all sides. “ kyle -- ” he doesn’t quite know what he wants to say right now, but the problem with being a star sapphire is that he FEELS it quite prominently, so much so that the words he can’t piece together instead overwhelm him in their sheer emotion. “ no. not now. but later. after this, we can talk. we should talk. ” 

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@thirdwcy | starter.

    he doesn’t hear the news for a few sectors. inevitably, the closer he gets to earth, the more whispers there are, rumors of something going down. he doesn’t think anything of it, really. earth is in a sector that houses what ?? four green lanterns now ?? more ?? and kyle, of course. hassan has zero doubt things are alright. it doesn’t make him any less eager to get back, granted. if anything, he may speed up a little bit, tired as he is after playing diplomats with his partner.

   and then he gets to earth. 

   and he sees the leveled ash that was once metropolis. he hears the news, about the clown from gotham city and a missing woman named lois lane and everything else that can be provided by word of mouth. his first instinct is to help, to do what he can these people that have faced such a terrible, terrible tragedy. hassan has no idea where to start though. this isn’t his sector and it’s far from his home. that brings him to his immediate second thought: kyle. kyle, who hassan hadn’t reached out to since leaving because of time. kyle, who could have been in the midst of that explosion and he wouldn’t even know.

   it’s how he’s ended up here now, a quiet dread in his stomach as he finally comes face to face with kyle. he’s alive and -- not well. but alive. unscathed physically. hassan is quick to wrap a gentle hand around kyle’s wrist, pull him into a soft embrace as he release a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding in.

  “ i’m sorry. ” this was kyle’s home. those were his allies. what a terrible thing to face. one hand rests on the small of kyle’s back and hassan is silent as he gathers his thoughts. “ what can i do to help ?? ”

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Aj Saudin

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titantroia

SHE thinks for a moment, before shrugging softly. “it’s just – normal. the desire to capture memories? i guess it just feels like something everyone does.” she’s always been chasing a normal life – after all that’s how she ended up with terry. that’s how she found herself at college. chasing a normal life. 

     “ normal. ” he repeats, slightly perplexed. he doesn’t know what it’s like to be normal on earth, but hassan’s not sure he’d relate either way. he spent his life wanting to be like the lanterns. “ what’s the harm in being extraordinary instead ?? not that you aren’t very good with this camera, from what i’ve seen. ”

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thirdwcy

   duty calls, as it always does.  it’s actually a little bit of a miracle that they’ve been on the same planet at the same time as long as they had.  “ how much ?? ” kyle repeats, hand on either side of hassan’s beautiful, smiling face.  glowing presence is apt.  “ a lot.  so much so that i’m going to ask if you’ll call me every once in awhile. ”

     he has a ridiculous grin on his face. hassan knows he does, can feel it growing steadily with every word that leaves kyle’s mouth. it’s justified though; how couldn’t it be when hassan has this wonderful boy seeing him off ??  

    “ i would be very happy to. ” he rests his hands on kyle’s hips, reveling quietly in the way kyle’s hands feel on his jaw. “ it will be like i never left. just don’t get tired of me too quickly. ” it goes unsaid, for now, but, for the moment, kyle’s certainly become the best incentive hassan has to come back to earth. 

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@titantroia | starter.

      “ what is it about this camera that you enjoy so much ?? ” he wonders, watching her fiddle with her tools for a few moments. he doesn’t quite get the notion of photos though he does appreciate the longevity of them.

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@thirdwcy | starter.

       “ i suppose i’ll be gone for awhile. duty calls. ” his sector calls, actually. two planets on the brink of war is certainly a cause for concern, after all. nonetheless, he grins mischievously when he faces kyle. “ how much will you miss my glowing presence ?? ”

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ragesheart

    riley finds that she doesn’t know how to explain without laughing.  every part of her new lot sounds pretty ridiculous, even to her own years.  “ it’s – you know. ”  she makes a gesture that’s almost eerily similar to projectile vomit.  “ i don’t like, actually bleed. ” 

     oh well -- right. that would make more sense. now he’s just sort of embarrassed, hand coming up to rest on his rapidly warming neck. “ of course. yes, i -- knew that. probably. ” he clears his throat, offering a sheepish smile before continuing, “ i apologize if i startled your earlier. ”

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teddork

IT’S INSTINCT that has ted’s hand gently guiding rani behind him when the other approaches the two of them so boldly. ( not that rani couldn’t take care of herself so much as it was ted’s job to take care of her– especially when they had the rule of no using your powers in public. ) his eyes drop to the blanket the other holds out and ted relaxes slightly, just in time for rani to peek out from behind his legs and exclaim with delight, ‘you found it!’ the blanket was for the baby doll that rani had tucked firmly under her arm and she slips from behind ted’s legs reaching for the blanket with a bright grin, chirping out, ‘thank you!’ ted’s apprehension fades further and he offers a smile to the other, “you helped me avoid a sad and distraught seven year old– thanks. i was half convinced we were never gonna find that blanket.” 

    hassan grins and kneels down so he’s eye level with rani when he hands over her blanket. children are the only real personification of unadulterated joy across most planets. it never fails to lift his spirits even when they remind him of the time when he was young, unconcerned with the wars of his world. “ you’re very welcome. hold on to it tight from now on, okay ??  it’s too pretty to get lost. ” when he straightens out, ignoring the subtle stiffness of his joints, he offers ted a shrug and small smile. “ it was very close to becoming part of a nest. ” he jokes, huffing out a quiet laugh. “ i’m glad i could help. i’m sure they’re quite passionate at that age. ” he’s seen enough children throwing tantrums to assume, anyhow. 

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thirdwcy

the fingers in his hair steal what little remains of kyle’s breath.  he’s granted the briefest reprieve when hassan pulls away to say something quippy and unnecessary, so kyle breathes and just kinda gives him the dopiest smile in the world while he waits to be kissed again.  a pleased shiver runs up his spine when hassan kisses his neck, almost so light it tickles.  god, what a lovely, lovely boy.  it crosses kyle’s mind, when hassan’s mouth is back on his and hassan’s hand is under his shirt, that maybe hassan is suited for a green ring.  surely it’s a herculean feat of will to keep the scant distance between their skin.  kyle’s got no such will today, gives in quickly and just presses into hassan’s touch.  both hands frame the man’s jaw now as he kisses back lazily.  it’s with no small measure of disappointment that kyle finally manages to stop.  “ worth the wait, but i’m an instant gratification kinda guy.  would have been even better without the wait. ”

   he makes a quiet murmur of assent against kyle’s lips, revels silently in the way the other lantern cups his jaw. there’s less urgency in their kisses now, but it does little in the way of making hassan feel any less. he’s overwhelmed by the wrinkle in kyle’s shirt from the way hassan’s palm stretches against kyle’s abdomen. the warmth of the skin there, in kyle’s hand against his jaw, in the gentle, easy way that kyle’s kissing him now -- it’s almost too much, but hassan doesn’t mind any of it, really. his only complaint would be stopping, but kyle’s talking now and hassan simply takes him in. “ turns out i’m something of a tease. ” he jokes, an easy grin lighting up his face. he could say the same for kyle, but nonetheless. “ but i’ll take that in consideration for the next time i want to make out with you. ” and he hopes there’s a next time, hopes he’s not being too bold in assuming this doesn’t have to be a one time thing. he’s come to find out he quite likes kissing kyle. 

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@greenlcntern | starter.

      does he keep up with all the lanterns across the galaxy ?? not in the least. hal jordan is an exception. most know of him, if nothing else, but with carol’s leadership, hassan has heard plenty of tales from the other star sapphires. “ i was just on my way to help. ” he’s apologetic in lieu of a greeting, but hal seems to have wrapped up this everyday rogue wannabe with little trouble anyway. “ we haven’t met, officially. ” he holds out a hand, wonders quietly to himself what it was about this particular lantern that had carol’s attention for long enough before. 

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ragesheart:

    a visceral reaction, riley cringes away from the man.  he’s a threat, and her own sort of alert system goes off, but it feels like it’s in her stomach, not attached to her ring.  she curls her hands into fists, skitters back a step or two and considers his question through a red haze.  she looks down at her shirt, takes in the blood.  “ it’s fine, it’s mine. ”  most of it probably is, anyway.  

     he’s not fond of reactions like that -- but he gets it, that instinctive sort of need to get away. he doesn’t know what that must be like with the added ring, but he can’t help the pity he feels either way. “ is it ?? ” he squints his eyes, like that might help somehow discern the truth, but a beat later he adds, “ are you still bleeding ?? i can help you. ” can he ?? maybe not. he’s not one to turn tail and run either way. red lantern or no. 

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@teddork | starter

   “ excuse me. ” hassan strides over with all the confidence of an alien wholly unaccustomed to earth’s universal hesitance approaching strangers and their children. “ i think your daughter lost this. ” it’s a soft blanket. he doesn’t think the owner would be too thrilled to have seen it succumb to nature’s elements. “ unless i’m mistaken. but you are also the only person i’ve seen with a child in the last ten minutes. ”

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@cheeseitted | starter.

   he’s a sucker for colorful suits. they add character. his own eyes are bright, dancing around booster’s suit from where he hovers just so above the ground. “ how did you come up with this design ??” he wonders, childlike awe gracing his face. 

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thirdwcy:

well, hassan’s definitely got a point.  what’s the point of talking ??  especially with the sort of shiver the press of a thumb sends skittering through kyle’s belly.  kyle keeps hassan’s hand in his, lets his other rest flat on the small of the man’s back and draws him a little closer.  “ i’m definitely going to kiss you, ” kyle assures him, grinning right back.  it’s easy, from there, to lean in and press a kiss to the dizzyingly soft shape of hassan’s mouth.  kyle absolutely will blame hassan’s damn ring for this later, but the kiss is so immediately heart-racing that kyle makes a pitiful sort of whine in the back of his throat and pulls away just so he can lean in again at another angle.  no begging required.

    kyle’s hand on hassan’s back is distracting enough. he has a sudden thought about how much better it would feel without the t-shirt acting as a barrier between skin, but then kyle finally kisses him and anything else is lost to him. maybe it’s the natural part of him that feels so intensely about everything, but kyle is intoxicating already. hassan thinks they could be closer, should be, and then he hears the noise that kyle makes when they pull away and he’s cursing low under his breath, the words swallowed only by another kiss. the one hand on kyle’s stomach comes up to cup the back of the other lantern’s neck and hassan can’t help but tug lightly at the curls just at the nape. he’s reluctant when he pulls back, a breathy quip of it being “ worth the wait ” escaping before he’s leaning into to press a kiss to the corner of kyle’s lips, trailing down the curve of kyle’s chin, teasingly brushing lips along his neck. it’s all consuming, how much hassan wants to stay like this, kissing kyle as time permits it. when he connects their lips again, it’s lighter, but there’s the same heat to it nonetheless and hassan tucks a hand under the hem of kyle’s shirt and hovers his fingertips just so over his skin.

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thirdwcy:

    no reason to be surprised.  of course kyle went along with it.  he keeps his expression cool and smug when hassan pulls him closer by the belt loops, a feat on kyle’s part, really.  it’s just when hassan leans in impossibly closer with his hand, like, all the way down kyle’s pocket ( which is one step removed from all the way down kyle’s pants ) that kyle makes a weird, throat-clearing sound and swallows too fast to cover it up.  hoo, boy.  he’s really right there, isn’t he ??  kyle’s grinning again when hassan presses the pen to his chest.  kyle plucks it from between his fingers, but catches the other’s hand too.  his thumb rubs an idle, innocent circle on hassan’s palm.  “ you kidding ??  you found the pen.  you say the word, you can get any prize you want. ” 

    his grin is wolfish, encouraged by the noise that escape kyle’s mouth. hassan’s not fooled, even if the other lantern tries to play it off, but he bites his tongue for now. there was plenty of teasing to be had, eventually, but hassan focuses instead on the slight ministrations kyle makes on the palm of his hand. “ any prize ?? ” he pretends he’s putting any actual thought to it, but it’s mostly to drag out the time, make kyle sweat a little more. at least until, of course, hassan grows a little too impatient himself.  “ why waste any more time talking about prizes ?? ” slowly, his free hand comes to rest on kyle’s hip and his grip is tight, but gentle: enough for the slight pressure of his thumb against kyle’s abdomen to be felt as hassan copies the earlier motions kyle made on his palm. “ are you going to kiss me or will i have to beg for this prize ?? ”