#burnt bacon

[suugiart]

It don't bite!

YES IT DO!!!

I decided on a voice call that I needed to draw the most absurd thing with Dabi, and that vine came to my head.

Needless to say, I am definitely going to sell this as keychains when I'm 18. Maybe stickers too, if anyone is interested in someday slapping this all over their things!

[fantasies2paper]

Y/n walked down the busy city streets with her high school friend, Izuku, bursting out in sudden laughter and grazing his arm with her fingers that made the handsome red-winged man watching from afar curious. The motion just made him more aware of the f/c low cut top she'd worn, the gentle curve of her breasts made his mouth water. He'd been admiring her legs too, the flare skirt stopping just short of what he craved to see. He knew the sight had to be driving his friend wild.

"What the hell is so funny?" He mumbled into the cellphone. He had been following his girlfriend for about two and a half hours now, relaying recon information to his eyes and ears on the ground. "Remind me to buy y/n more shirts like that, burnt bacon, because holy fuck."

The static crackled through the cell in his hand before a deep rough voice replied, "Some stupid movie they used to watch as kids, I guess. It didn't seem that damn funny from what I heard. You should get a load of my view from back here, gizzard."

Dabi didn't think their girlfriend needed to be watched if he was going to be honest. He was more or less there to watch out for Izuku or at least that's what he told himself. Neither Keigo, nor Dabi could admit they were 100 percent jealous. Though they had no reason to be. Y/n doted on her men and they did the same to her. 

"I think we need to remind her why she doesn't need anyone else, thin crisp." Hawks said thoughtfully, imagining his baby bird writhing beneath him in pleasure.

"Great minds think alike." He heard Dabi reply in a growl as y/n bent down to grab something she'd dropped. Oh this was going to be fun.

~*~Your POV~*~

"Thanks, Izuku!" I smiled politely as I stood by the front door of my place, waiting to go in. "I missed seeing you. We really have to do this again."

Izuku chuckled in reply and rubbed the back of his head. "Definitely!"

I waved goodbye and pushed open the front door before heading inside. The house was quiet as I kicked off my shoes by the front door. It wasn't out of the ordinary. Both of my men should've been out with their own business which was fine. They could both be a little territorial but wouldn't admit it.

I slid on my slippers and began walking towards the stairs when I felt someone grab me from behind, a hand reach around to grab my throat firmly. I knew Dabi's touch anywhere and I could pick out his dark, heady smell in a crowd if I needed to. His hard body pressed against my back, making me want to pant but the firm hand at my throat kept my breathing in check.

"Where have you been, y/n?" Dabi said deep and slow in my ear. Knowing I had a voice kink meant they took advantage. A lot. "You wear this sexy little skirt for me, baby."

A soft moan left my throat as I felt him grind slowly against my ass, his free hand slowly going under the front of my skirt. My arousal soaked my panties while he nibbled on my ear and growled softly.

"Come on now, kid," I heard the familiar voice come from in front of me, opening eyes I didn't know I had shut. "Don't start without me."

Keigo's torso was bare, the hard lines of his chest and abs begging for my tongue to trace every inch. The pants he wore hung so loose on his hips I wanted to pull them down with my teeth. He watched me look him slowly up and down with hungry eyes.

Dabi removed his hand from my neck so he could trail his lips down my jaw to my neck, kissing and sucking when he'd found the right spot. He teased my sex with his fingers, grinding against my ass as I whimpered softly. He bit down roughly with the perfect amount of pressure, making my legs quiver.

"Mm, Dabi," I gasped, rubbing my legs together to relieve some of the pressure.

"No you don't baby bird." Keigo chided, sliding one of his legs between mine before licking up the front of my neck. "You cum when we say you can cum."

Keigo's hands cupped my breasts through the thin f/c shirt. My nipples hardened against his hand quickly, as if they had been training my body this whole time. My back arched, pressing my bottom into Dabi and my breasts into Keigo, earning a groan of approval from both.

"You know I think you wore this on purpose, y/n," Keigo teased, sucking and teasing my nipples through the fabric. "I think you knew we were watching you today and that you planned all of this because you're a big fucking tease, baby bird."

Dabi had my skirt down at my ankles and his long deft fingers had my panties to one side as he continued to tease my soaked folds. "I think you might be right, big bird. She's such a sloppy mess down here."

"On your knees, baby bird." He said as he pinched my nipple. I sunk down to my knees, whimpering at the loss of Dabi's fingers and both of their warm bodies. I slid my hands up Keigo's pants before I gripped the waistband with my teeth and pulled them down easily. His impressive length bobbed in front of my face like bait to a fish.

I wrapped my hand around Keigo's cock as I swirled my tongue around the tip, looking up into his lust clouded eyes. I licked the length of his cock pulling a low growl from his lips as Dabi kneeled down beside me, pinching and pulling at my nipples. I moaned around the cock in my mouth and used my free hand to stroke Dabi's.

"No, y/n," Dabi chided and moved my hand away as he placed his own hand on my dripping sex. I whimpered around Keigo as his fingers played with my soaked core. "Such a greedy slut. You're squeezing my fingers so tight, little mouse. Sit on my face while you suck his cock."

A soft noise left my throat at the thought even as he stripped my clothes off and laid on his back on the floor. My knees on either side of his head, I lowered myself until I could feel his hot breath brush my clit. His arms wrapped around my thighs, holding me as I felt his pink wet tongue glide across my slit.

"Oh god!" I cried out softly, my thighs quivering at the feeling.

"Hey now baby bird," Keigo, never one to be ignored, growled as he traced my lips with the tip of his cock. I swallowed Keigo down my throat and moaned around his hard length before gagging, a thin string of saliva connecting my lips to his cock. My hips began slowly rocking as I rode Dabi's skillful tongue while Keigo fucked my throat.

"Such a dirty little slut," Dabi growled against my clit, my head bobbing as I sucked Keigo's erection down my throat. "This is what you wanted this whole time isn't it, little brat?"

"Fuck, baby bird!" Keigo's fingers tangled in my hair as his thrusts became harder. "Take that fat fucking cock!" 

I moaned around his cock, enjoying how he used my mouth for his pleasure. His hot cum shot into my mouth, nearly choking me as he filled my mouth with his cum. Cum dribbled out of the side of my mouth as I cried out, cumming all over Dabi's tongue. 

Dabi slid me down his body until I straddled his cock. Gripping the back of my neck, he pulled me down to him and slowly licked from my chin to the corner of my lips. I shivered from desire and kissed him, tasting myself and my bird on his tongue.

"Little mouse, you taste so good." He growled against my lips as Keigo's fingers stroked my back. "You don't have to be sneaky. Tell us what you want, baby."

"I want you... I want you both to fuck me." I said so softly that Dabi smacked my ass making me cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. "Fuck me! Both of you!"

Keigo chuckled. "That's my naughty songbird."

Dabi gripped my hips tightly, lifting me up just enough for him to slide into my aching center. A low growl fell from my lips, my head rolling back in pure bliss at the feeling of being so full. Dabi didn't move but guided me to lean forward. I stole the opportunity to kiss him deeply, groaning as he bit my lip and sucked it into his mouth. It wasn't until I felt Keigo poke at my already full entrance that I figured out what was going on.

"Fuck!" Dabi hissed, tightening his hands on my hips to the point of bruising. "Little mouse if you squirt on my cock like that again I'm not going to last."

Feeling Keigo's cock push against my full entrance sent white hot desire through my aching body. Dabi pulled out until only the tip was inside of me, leaving Keigo a place to start. I bit my lip hard as they pressed inside of me together. Their pace was slow as they let my body adjust. Keigo hissed at the feeling of Dabi's Jacob's ladder stroking him in the same way it stroke me.

I heard Keigo's wings flap as he struggled to keep up the inching pace until he was fully seated inside of me. The smell of burned wood let me know Dabi had released his power as well. My men were fully seated deep inside of me, filling me up until I thought I'd burst at the seams.

"Ple-please daddy move!" I was panting now, a thin sheen of sweat covering my skin and they hadn't even begun to move.

Keigo pulled out almost all the way before sliding back in. As he slid in, Dabi pulled out. The slow alternating pace had me panting and gripping Dabi's shoulders. One of Keigo's hand snaked around to grip my throat, using the leverage to stroke deeper inside of me.

"You feel so damn good, y/n." Dabi's growls filled the room as he toyed with my nipples. "Who makes you feel this way, little mouse?"

I couldn't speak, only moan loudly as Keigo stroked my gspot and Dabi tapped my cervix with every thrust. Keigo slapped my ass suddenly making me clamp down on them, feral growls leaving their lips.

"Dabi asked you a question." Keigo growled in my ear, his thrusts emphasizing every word. "You better answer him or we can stop right now and leave you like this. Lemme hear you sing us a song, songbird."

"Y-you!" I cried out in ecstasy as their pace quickened. "Dabi! Keigo! I'm gonna cum!"

Keigo's hand tightened around my throat, my mouth gaping open as a litany of moans fell from my lips. Their thrusts were becoming erratic as I screamed my release, cumming all over their cocks as I shuttered and clenched around them. With a roar they both released inside of me, giving me everything they had as they filled me up.

I collapsed on top of Dabi's chest, panting and sweaty.

"You look so sexy twitching on our cocks like this." Keigo teased, his hand caressing my back in slow circles. "You should see this, Dabi. She's fucking beautiful like this."

I felt their cocks stir inside of me again and I gasped softly as Keigo stood, taking me off of Dabi's cock as he took me with him. He repositioned me until I was facing him, my fingers tracing his wings and making him groan deeply in response. The feeling of their cum mingling and sliding out of me made my body tingle with desire all over again.

"It's coming out of her sloppy little hole," Dabi groaned as he stood up and pressed the tip of his new erection against my entrance again. Biting my shoulder he slid inside of me with Keigo one more time.

I moaned long and low, kissing Keigo deeply. Sliding my tongue inside of his mouth as my fingers fluttered against his wings. He responded to my touch with a sharp thrust, devouring the moan that fell from my lips. 

Dabi soothed the bite on my shoulder with his tongue as they began to pump in and out of my wanting body. I bit my lip to stifle my moan as I buried my face in Keigo's neck, lost in sensation. Their alternating thrusts lit my whole body on fire with pleasure.

Dabi's hand slid up my back and he gripped my hair to pull my head back. "No, little mouse, we wanna hear everything."

I cried out loudly as Keigo slid across my sweet spot. Their thrusts increased as my moans grew louder. Dabi's rough growls and Keigo's loud moans joined my own loud cries as we all rose higher before crashing into sweet bliss. 

I screamed my release as my men let out cries of their own, my walls clamping down around them and milking everything they had.

I was laid down on the big futon in the living room and cleaned up. My eyes slowly opened as Keigo settled behind me and Dabi lay in front of me, pulling my leg over his own. Keigo placed small kisses on the back of my neck and Dabi's fingers trailed up and down the arm I'd placed on his chest. 

I made a mental note to get back at them later but for now we all drifted off to sleep, content and completely drained.

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Burnt Bacon pt 3

The Light Finds Wall First.

“You’re sure about this?” Will asks gently, as he packs Lian’s little overnight bag. 

“The Shadows sent him here for you,” Artemis says. “He’ll come back, and you and Lian can’t be here when he does.” 

“But you can?” Will asks, turning to her, looking worried. “Artemis...whatever that thing is...I don’t think it’s Wally anymore.” 

“Beetle is waiting for you out front. You and Lian zeta to Happy Harbour,” she instructs, gently lifting a sleeping Lian from her bed and handing her to Will. “I’ll call when it’s done.” 

He stares at her for a long moment. “What are you going to do?” 

“Don’t worry about me.” 

“Artemis-” 

“Go, Will.” 

He swallows, holding Lian close, before hurrying from the room. 

She follows him down the stairs, nodding to Jaime as they leave. 

Once they’re gone, Artemis turns on all the first floor lights, and waits. 

***** 

“You have failed, Nameless.” 

“My first attempt was...unsuccessful,” he admits. “I will not fail you again, Master.” 

“See that you don’t.” 

***** 

“No sign of him,” Dick says as they exit the zeta tube into the Watchtower. “It’s as if he’s completely disappeared.” 

“I’m not surprised,” Barbara says as she shifts her chair over to them from the wall of screens she’s been looking at. “I did some digging into the Shadow’s database. The Nameless has been trained in ten different kinds of combat, and six languages...he can hide in plain sight. And with Will and Lian here…” 

“We don’t know when or where he’ll strike next,” 

***** 

She waits hours, but it pays off. 

The door opens, and there he is; clad in deep black, darker than his old stealth suit, but  his Shadows uniform is a strange perversion of his Kid Flash uniform, complete with goggles and bright hair, much shorter than he ever wore it before.

Artemis stands, staring at him. “It took you long enough.” 

He stands still, more still than she’s ever seen him, watching her. 

“You’re not my objective,” he says. 

Wally’s voice but...not. No playfulness or warmth. 

Just..dead.

“Well, I hate to break it to you, but you’ll have to get through me to get to him.” 

The Nameless smirks. “Doesn’t seem like much of a challenge.” 

Artemis cracks her knuckles and then her neck. “I guess we’ll find out.” 

***** 

“Where is Artemis?” Dick asks as he watches Barbara run scan after scan. 

“We do not know,” Kaldur says. “She said she just needed time.” 

“That’s...not exactly true,” Will says awkwardly as he steps back into the main meeting hall after tucking Lian in. “She stayed behind at the house. She had a feeling Wally, or...or whatever thing that with Wally’s face is...would come back. She said she had to face him alone.” 

Dick and Kaldur stare, eyes wide. 

“Babs?” Dick asks. 

“Definite activity at the house in Star City,” she tells them.

“Get M’gann and Conner,” Kaldur orders. “I’ll find Zatanna and meet you at the zeta tube.” 

Dick runs. 

“You should have told us,” Kaldur tells Will. 

“I didn’t think he’d seriously double back,” Will snaps. “He can’t possibly think I would still be there.” 

“Artemis purposefully lured him there. If Wally is faster than he used to be, and trained to fight in ways he was not before, she may not be able to beat him alone.” 

***** 

They wreck the house. 

She fights harder than she has ever fought in her life. Not holding back, not pulling punches and ever time she manages to connect, it hurts her as much as it hurts him. But it’s a pain she ignores.

He’s not invulnerable. He has the weaknesses of any other man.

He’s just so damn fast. 

“Y’know, Wall-man, if you had this kinda training when we were kids, I mighta dated you sooner.” 

He doesn’t respond, merely grunts when she manages to grab him by the hair and yank, slamming his head against a wall. 

He stumbles back and makes a run for it, zooming around the house, and up the wall, before landing behind her with a hard kick to her back.

She yelps and lands on the floor. Artemis does her best to get up, wiping blood from her nose. 

“I hope you know this is not how I pictured this reunion.” 

He says nothing. 

She looks him in the eyes. Still green. Still beautiful. “Do you even remember me?” 

***** 

He blinks, narrowing his eyes at her. He’s got a busted lip, and possibly a couple of busted ribs that will heal sooner rather than later. 

“Do you even remember me?” she asks. 

Blonde hair. 

Dark eyes. 

Strong fingers. 

That voice…

He shakes his head. “You’re not my objective.” 

She stumbles a little. “Tell me you remember something. Anything. Babe, it’s me.” 

He narrows his eyes and reaches forward, grabbing her by the shirt, vibrating the fingers on his other hand. “You’re not my objective.” 

He reaches for her temple, but doesn’t get that far. 

“PEELS!” 

The world goes black.

*****

Artemis drops to the floor and huffs, looking up at her team. “I had him on the ropes, guys.” 

“Dnib!” Zatanna snaps, and glowing rope binds itself around Wally’s form tightly. 

“We know you did,” Dick tells her, helping her to her feet. “Jeez, he really kicked your ass.”

“When he snaps out of this, you’re not allowed to tell him,” Artemis says. 

“If,” Conner says. “We don’t know if he can snap out of it. Or if it’s really him.” 

M’gann kneels down next to Wally’s unconscious form, gazing at him. “I can go into his mind, but…” he glances back at Conner. 

“We don’t have any other options,” he says softly. “We need to know if it’s really him in there, or…” 

“It’s him,” Dick says.

Kaldur gazes at Wally sadly. “We will find out soon enough.” 

***** 

It occurs to M’gann that she’s never been in Wally’s mind. 

But this...feel distinctly not like the Wally she remembers. The walls are white tile, and bare. 

There’s nothing here.

No memories; no feelings...nothing. 

There’s no one here. 

“Wally?” she calls, looking around worriedly. 

There’s a voice. Small, but it echoes. 

“Is...am I...Wally?” 

M’gann takes a breath. “I...we think that you might be.” 

“I have an objective,” the voice tells her quickly. “My masters-” 

“Are manipulating you,” M’gann cuts him off. “They trained you to be a weapon, but I don’t think that’s who you are.” 

She gets no response. 

**** 

“Well?” Artemis asks impatiently as M’gann opens her eyes. 

“He doesn’t know who he is,” M’gann tells them. “There’s no trace of anything that resembles Wally in there...at least on the surface.” 

“So dig deeper,” Dick says. 

“Not alone,” M’gann shakes her head, before looking to Artemis. “If...if this is really Wally...if he’s really in there…” 

Artemis swallows.

“He needs you,” M’gann tells her, reaching out and taking her hand. “Come with me.” 

***** 

“This is...there’s nothing here.” 

M’gann nods as they wander around the white, empty space. 

“Even fractured, Kaldur’s mind had elements of who he is,” Artemis goes on. “There’s just...nothing.” 

M’gann narrows her eyes as she spots a door off in the distance. “Maybe not nothing.” She holds out a hand, and slowly, the door gets closer, until they’re in front of it. 

It’s large, at least five feet taller than they are, and metal, with no doorknob; no way to get in.

“Someone trapped him in here,” M’gann says sadly. “Psimon’s hands are all over this.” 

“How do we get in?” Artemis asks. 

M’gann gazes at the door. “I suppose...we knock.” 

***** 

It turns out the door is open. 

“That was easy,” M’gann comments with a weak grin. 

“Well, he is Wally...supposedly,” Artemis mutters. “Easy was kind of his thing.” 

They step through into what used to be someone’s living room. It’s an odd mix of furniture, misplaced and overturned, singed as if it were caught in a house fire. 

Amongst the overturned couches and half-burnt out chairs are objects. A medical-grade carrying case. A Cheshire mask. The Helmet of Fate. 

“God, look at all this,” Artemis says softly, kneeling down to pick up the Cheshire mask. “His old souvenirs from Mount Justice…the couch from our apartment at Stanford...I think those are his parents’ dining room chairs...”

M’gann looks around, lifting a burnt up photo of  the team from nearly a decade before, and looks around. “Wally?” she calls gently. “Are you here?” 

There’s no answer.

Artemis sighs and lifts another photo, this one of a younger Wally with Barry, making funny faces for the camera. Wally’s face in the photo is nearly burned off. “He must be terrified. What did Psimon do?” 

“I don’t know if this was all him,” M’gann says as she moves further into the room. “Wherever Wally was after he disappeared, it may have damaged his mind.” 

“Do you think you can help him put it all back together? Like you did for Kaldur?” Artemis asks worriedly. 

“I don’t know,” M’gann admits. “And Kaldur’s recovery took time. Wally’s would be equally time intensive. There’s so much damage…” 

Artemis frowns as she finds the yellow Kid Flash cowl in tatters, under the couch. “If he’s not here...where is he?” 

M’gann looks around once more, underneath a staircase that leads to nowhere, and smiles sadly as she spots the form of a small boy hiding there. Dirty red hair and big, nervous green eyes. She kneels down, keeping her movements slow. 

“Hi, Wally.” 

Artemis freezes, watching as the little boy comes out, a perfect match for the old photographs Mary West used to break out at family dinners, complete with a missing front tooth. 

“Who...who are you?” he asks. 

“We’re friends,” M’gann tells him. “There’s nothing to be afraid of now. We’re here to help you.” 

“I...I made a mess,” he says sheepishly. “Mom’s gon’ come home and be real mad.” 

Artemis swallows as she watches him carefully. “I think she’ll let it slide just this once.” 

Wally lights up a little. “Really?” 

M’gann smiles and nods, feeling tears prick her eyes. “Absolutely. And we can clean it all up before she gets home.” 

“I tried but...but it all burnt down,” he says, looking around. “I didn’t mean to burn it down, I just...I ran...I ran too fast and...and then there was a man and he locked me in here…” 

“None of this was your fault,” Artemis says, kneeling next to M’gann, reaching out and brushing soot from his face. “None of it.” 

M’gann takes a deep breath. “Wally? Because you’re so safe now...do you think we could talk to big Wally?” 

He thinks for a moment, and bites his lip. “Big Wally doesn’t wanna play. He says he’s donezo.” 

Artemis laughs just a little, and sniffles at the same time. “Well, can you tell Big Wally that his girlfriend would like a word?” 

Wally shakes his head. “Uh-uh. He doesn’t think you’re you, he thinks you’re the mean man in disguise.” 

“How do we prove that we’re not the mean man?” M’gann asks. 

“You can’t,” Wally tells them sadly. “Y-you should go now.” 

“I’m not going anywhere,” Artemis says. “Not until he - you - he...talks to me.” 

“No,” Wally snaps, stumbling back. “No, he doesn’t want to. I don’t want to. Go away. Go away!” 

***** 

M’gann yelps as she stumbles away from Wally’s prone body, blinking as she comes back to the physical world. Glancing up, she sees Artemis, also back, staring at Wally sadly., 

“What happened?” Dick asks quickly. “Was it him?” 

“Oh, it’s him,” Artemis says softly. “But he was less than cooperative.” 

Dick shakes his head. “What do you mean? What did he do?” 

“He kicked us out,” M’gann says. “But he’s in there.” 

“Let me talk to him,” Dick says. “Let me go in.” 

“I think it’ll take all of us,” M’gann says. “Whatever happened to him, it was too much. He’s hiding, because he doesn’t know how to rebuild what’s been broken.” 

“Then we go in, and we get him,” Conner says. 

M’gann frowns as she turns to Wally, and watches as his eyes open. “Wait…” 

He starts vibrating in the bonds. 

“Zatanna, can you hold him?” Dick asks frantically, backing away a little. 

She lifts her hands, concentrating. “He’s...so strong…” 

“Wally, stop!” Artemis cries, rushing to him to grip his shoulders, but flinching away at the vibration. “You have to listen to me: your name is Wally West, and we are your friends.” 

He vibrates loose, but only gets halfway to the door before M’gann shouts, her eyes glowing green. 

Wally drops, and for M’gann, Dick and Artemis, the world goes white.

***** 

“Where are we?” Dick asks, looking around, 

Artemis frowns as she turns in a circle. All of the wreckage they’d seen before behind the door in Wally’s mind is now out in the open, the white room a battlefield of old furniture, photos and relics of the past. 

“We’re in Wally’s head,” she tells him. “But...but I think we broke it.” 

“It was already broken,” M’gann says sadly. “But before, it was tucked away, compartmentalized and meant to be forgotten about. Now…” 

Dick kneels down and lifts a cracked set of red goggles, gazing at them before looking around. “Is he in here somewhere?” 

“Somewhere,” Artemis nods. “Some version.” 

“Who did this to him?” Dick asks quietly. ‘What...what happened?” 

“It’s a question for later,” M’gann says. “First, we find him.” 

***** 

“You’re name is Wally West, and we are your friends!” 

The voice reverberates and he…

Is that who he is? 

Is he Wally West? 

“You’re not,” a voice tells him, firmly. “You are the nameless. These people are trying to trick you into believing that you’re one of them, but you’re one of us. One with the Light.”

“But they know me,” he argues. “They look at me and they...they know me.” 

“It’s all a trick, dear boy. They know nothing.”

“But-” 

“You have one job,” The voice orders. “Get rid of them. Complete your objective.” 

***** 

“That’s Psimon’s voice,” M’gann says angrily. “I can find a way to shut him out, but we’ll need Wally’s help.” 

“We have to find him,” Artemis nods. “Let’s go.” 

***** 

“That girl,” he says. “The blonde one. The way she looked at me…” 

“Liars are often good at their jobs.” 

“Did I...Did I know her? I see her sometimes.” 

“An old enemy from a former life.”

“That’s not right. That doesn’t sound right.” 

“You’re confused.” 

He swallows and looks around the wreckage; broken chairs and a table missing one of its legs; he turns and looks around and there’s a door, cracked open with a little light coming through. 

“Don’t!” 

He does, swinging it open and stepping through, closing the door. 

The voice doesn’t follow.

When he turns and looks around, it’s…

It’s a house. 

A nice house with a kitchen and dining room and living room, and there’s a large spread of food on the table. Pancakes and waffles, bacon and eggs; fresh squeezed orange juice. 

And people. 

So many people. 

The blonde woman again, stepping forward. Happier-looking. Beaming at him. She cups his face gently.

And it feels…

Right. 

Safe. 

“Hi, Wally West,” she says softly. 

“Is...Am I...Wally West?” 

“Of course you are,” she says. 

“Then...why don’t I...why don’t I remember?” he asks. 

She smiles. 

“Is this...is this a memory?” he asks. 

“We’re all memories,” a raven-haired man tells him. “Your memories.” 

“Open your mind,” a woman with green skin tells him gently. “Let it all in.” 

He takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes. 

***** 

The white space goes black; all of the wreckage disappearing, and Artemis reaches out, grabbing M’gann’s arm.

“What just happened?” 

“I think Wally’s taken control,” she tells them.

“Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?” Dick asks warily. 

M’gann grimaces and looks around the deep blackness. “Wally?” 

“Gimme a minute,” Wally’s voice say softy. “I’m...I’m still a little shaky.”

After a few moments, Wally steps into being; the Wally they remember. He looks exhausted, like he might collapse. 

“Hey,” he says. “Hey, guys. Long...long time no see.” 

Tears threaten Artemis as she watches him. “Oh, my god.” 

He smiles sadly. “Babe.” 

Before anyone can move, Psimon’s voice booms.

“NO! YOU’RE MINE!” 

“Ugh,” Wally rolls his eyes. “M’gann? Little help?”  

She nods, and lifts a hand, her eyes going green, and a moment later, Psimon appears before them. 

“Welcome to the party,” Wally says, grinning viciously, before reeling back and punching him in the face.

Psimon stumbles and snarls. “You’ll pay for this! You’ll all-” 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever,” Wally says. “I have my memories back now, and I’ve been trained by the League of Shadows. You better sleep with one eye open. I’m probably not gonna let you get away with screwing with me so hard.” 

Psimon glowers, before disappearing. 

Wally takes a breath, and turns to them, giving an exhausted smile. “That was easy.”

With that, his eyes roll back and he collapses, not hearing the shouts of his loved ones as everything goes dark again.

***** 

“What happened?! M’gann? M’gann!” 

She shoots up, gasping for breath and looking around frantically. She spots Wally in a heap by the door, and Artemis and Dick coming to slowly. 

Conner is shaking her shoulders a little, obviously worried. “M’gann.” 

“I’m...I’m okay,” she says. “Tired, but okay. And...and I think we did. I think we got him back.” 

“We should go,” Dick says, doing his best to get to his feet. “Psimon will have reported back to the Light and the Shadows by now, and we can’t be here when they come looking for Wally.” 

Kaldur nods and helps him back. “Zatanna, help Artemis. Superboy-” 

“I’ve got M’gannn and Wally,” Conner nods, and scoops them both up easily. 

M’gann sighs and gives him a hopeful grin, receiving a kiss on the temple for her trouble. 

“Let’s get to the Zeta Tube,” Kaldur orders.

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Chapter 6: “Neon Moon”

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Clyde Logan - Early Wake Up

Added a tattoo again because I love him with a mountain scape tattoo ❤️

Hope you have some burnt bacon for him ❤️

Ps. Thank you all so much for the love you left on my last sketch. It has been so wonderful reading all of this comments and tags and I am so grateful. Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

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Why is my reflection someone I don't know?

Commission for @aimportantdragoncollector !! It was such a pleasure to work on this piece for you!

The piece was created for her latest fic, 23 and Not Me. Happy birthday Mr Daddy Issues! You really never can escape, huh?

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Just some doodles to keep people entertained.

Hungry. He's hungry. Feed him.

Teen Tenko and Touya concept from my fic GMYHAIGYH 🥺 I'm so excited to write them someday!

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No, I'm not going to sleep on this. This won't leave my fricking mind alone even after we went over this in its entirety in the server.

Creepy ass bitch ass mf dumbass weirdo stalker brother lover ew-eth get in the vault you mf

At least I have the confirmation that he is indeed doing all of this just to get Yoichi back into his clutch and I've been writing him accurately.

But still.

Go touch some grass and dirt and trees and mud and stone and worms and air and

Just get out of your head, my guy, it's been like 200 years 💀 You really didn't need to go after every single user and then adopt a kid who looks vaguely like your brother, and then just... Obsess over anyone with white hair.

Idk about you guys, but I'm seeing a bit of a parallel between how AFO talks to Yoichi and Touya. Trying to get them to join him, calling them pitiful, as if trying to make them feel weak and rely on him.

It just feels different from how he talks to his subordinates; debtors. He talks to Yoichi and Touya like they need him. It's the other way around with his debtors.

Of course, these people willingly accepted the quirk exchange.

Sorry to turn this into a mini-analysis, but I have these three people (AFO, Yoichi, Touya) on my mind 24/7. I constantly think about their relationships and the parallels.