The one about Mas!cass and lil sister timmy for the drabble please.
I’m going off of this one.6 Drabbles left~
Trisha cried in his mama’s arms, her shoulders trembling. Carissa gently rubbed her daughters back while rocking her to one side. Trisha’s other mama, Bria, sat on the other side of Trisha, glaring at the principle.
"I hope you’re happy with your decision. Sexual assault on my daughter and all you’re doing is giving him 2 days ISS. The justice system really has gone downhill." She stood up from her chair and tugged on Carissa to stand up as well along with their crying daughter.
Carissa glared at the blushing principle. “Lets go, sweetheart.” Carissa said in a hushed tone. Trisha nodded and let go of her mother and leaned against her arm. Her face was splotchy red with puffy eyes and wet cheeks. She breathed hard through her nose, the injustice still settling in her.
Bria wrapped an arm around Trisha’s shoulders, her hand touching Carissa’s shoulder. They walked out together with Bria slamming the door shut.
"I can’t believe he’s only getting 2 ISS days," Trisha mumbled under her breath as her bottom lip started to tremble. Carissa gently patted her hair in comfort.
"It’s okay, baby. We’re here." She said as she left the office building and walked outside the school building.
Trisha kept her head down as she walked out. The sun was very bright on this particular day. The sky was clear with chirping birds. It wasn’t hot or cold, just perfect but not perfect for Trisha.
They walked in silence across the bus loop and into the median. Bria’s car was sitting in the parking spot on the far left corner where the median stops the bus loop becoming larger.
"I hope karma really does exist." Bria whispered to herself, full knowledge that Carissa could hear her.
Just then a loud scream was heard from across the parking lot. The group turned their heads toward the scream. The parking lot was mostly empty being it was after school and everyone was gone so the threesome had a perfect view of the catastrophe.
The teenage boy they were just in a meeting with was on his knees crying and shouting. In front of him was a 2010 Ford F-150 truck or what was left of it. All four tires were slashed, leaving the car immobile. The hood of the car was open with several parts missing such as the alarm and the hood was smashed to one side so even if he did close the hood, only half of it would be covered. The front window was cracked and the back was broken right through. Several slashes decorated the trucks sides and front. The head lights were smashed in.
What really made it was the large black letters on the side of the car that said Douchebag.
Carissa looked over to Bria and chuckled. “You were saying?”
Trisha looked up at the chaos and couldn’t help but smile. He deserved every bit of that. They watched as the boy broke down again about his car before crying over the open engine.
They turned back around to their car, a sense of twisted justice blooming in their chests.
The back door open to reveal a snickering Casey playing on his phone.
"Hey, Trisha. How’d it go?" He asked putting away his phone. His communication skills were improving rapidly once he found someone to talk to continuously.
"Horrible." She said before leaving her mother’s embrace and hugged her older brother and kissed him on the cheek. "You did that, didn’t you?"
"Whatever are you talking about." He asked with a hint of sarcasm. She let go of him and sat down next to him and buckled up. Carissa rubbed his hair and placed a kiss on his cheek and went to the passenger seat of the car.
Bria smiled and gave her son multiple kisses on the cheek, forehead, top of head, and nose. “I love you, so much!” She reached in her pocket and casually slipped him a fifty and kissed his head again.
She got in the drivers seat and gripped the wheel.
"This causes for celebration!" She stepped on the gas and they were on their way to whatever restaurant Trisha and Casey wanted to go to.
Can anyone help me find a smallville story I read forever ago. It's fem!Clark/Oliver and Oliver's trying undo all the damage Lex had done to her and her unwillingness to trust people. If you know what I'm talking about will you please help. The story was good and I would want to know if it's still up. It also has the pairing of Chloe/Bruce
Ooookay, so my mind has been very much down this genderbent Superbat rabbithole and how much I like really, really want to write about them. Soooo, I decided to find face claims for my headcanons of what fem!Clark and fem!Bruce would look like. Pics below the cut.
(You see, I was even so thoughtful as to find you guys a pic of her with glasses!)
And for fem!Bruce (I can't decide on the best name... Bridget? Grace? Am open to suggestions) I chose Liv Tyler, who also has brilliant blue eyes, but is the tiniest bit more angular and has a sort of ethereal beauty.
(Most of the pics of her out there have her smiling and she has a gorgeous smile, but c'mon, this is fem!Bruce we're talking about... how often will I need to imagine her smiling?)
Oh, and this amazing cosplay is how they would look in working clothes, so yeah..
