#bart allen reader

14. “Can you shut up for once in your life?”

15. “Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

17. “If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

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Fandom: DC / Young Justice TV show

Pairing: Bart Allen x Reader

Notes: This one turned out longer than I anticipated. Guess I’m a little more chatty than I thought. Also, I didn’t add in the last one verbally. It just didn’t fit. If you want I can change that.

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He was always so happy. Always making jokes. It was as if Bart Allen didn’t have a care in the world.

To everyone else that is.

You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but whenever you talked ot him there was always this slightly bitter taste in your mouth. Always that salty scent of sadness. Always that tinge of a pitch as if on the verge of tears.

But what did you know? You hardly knew the kid really. Yeah, you both had gone on a few missions but honestly never talked much outside of this hero life.

Which maybe made the flight to your mission together so awkward.

Two weeks after Wally. It felt too soon if anyone had asked you. Which they didn’t. So you went along with the mission.

But who were you to judge the elder team members?

“I’m excited to work with you H/N” Impulse said running up and sitting next to you. His fingers tapping on his leg quickly as he looked around the plane. You nodded playing with a strand of your blue wig.

“Me too impulse, it’s always a lot of fun with you,” you said trying to show him some kindness. Anything to try and fight back that strange forced smile you always saw on his face. That pain that leaked through him like storm clouds ready to burst.

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Help the bigger heroes evacuate a small village that was in the middle of a battlefield between the rotten government and rebels. They figured with Bart’s speed and your abilities to control the weather it would an easy mission.

The problem was they didn't’ see what you saw.

How broken Impulse really was.

Even you had underestimated his buried pain until you both were standing there in the middle of it. You pulling a low fog around the refugees helping hide them as Impulse ran back and forth into the small homes helping people out.

Everything seemed to be fine until it wasn’t.

“Where’s Bart?” you asked one of the military men who was helping the people board the planes.

“There was some meta out there, I don’t know some laser dude, he went after him.”

Shit.

Above you, the sky swirled in tense anticipation.

Something was wrong.

Quickly you ran toward where the shoulder pointed.

You found him standing there frozen in his tracks eyes side. A small man laying in front of him. Not breathing.

“Impulse?”

“I… there’s…” his skin was pale deathly pale. You looked up to see the meta the soldier had told you about holding a man by his throat red electricity sparking around him the ground from his energy.  

This wasn’t good.

“Hey, Mister!”

He turned to look at you as the sky above rumbled with your own anger. The frustration of the world around you. The injustices you had to confront every day. People like this guy spreading so much pain while those like Impulse and these villagers lay in his wake.

“Well hello, little g….”

He didn’t even get to answer as you launched yourself at him with the force of a tidal wave. Lighting flashing from the sky crashing into him.

Your body lighting up with the energy of the elements that flowed through you as you pounded him into the ground as the heavens themselves seemed to open up around you.

Moments later the meta lay on the ground knocked out, a Meta collar on his neck ready to be picked up.

Slowly you walked toward Bart kneeling down in front of him.

“Are you ok?” you asked. He shook his head as if waking up from a dream, blinking a few times his gaze focusing on you.

“Yeah, I’m totally crash. That was pretty amazing H/N I mean the way you…”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Huh?” for the first time in probably this whole life, Bart wasn’t sure what to say.

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.” you said helping him up, “Always bottling up those emotions just makes it worse.”

“I… I’m fine” the words sounded wrong, even to him. You studied him, watching it all coming up, bubbling to the service. The pressure building.

You gently took his hand in your own, “you’re not, and that’s ok.”  you said pulling him into a hug. Pulling him to you as if you could hold him together.

He hugged you back letting it all go, tears running down his cheeks like the soft rain that was gently falling across the now silent battlefield around you both.

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Tim Drake Is you being there enough? or is our heroic choices getting in the way of our happiness?  For the Love of Snow Positivity leads to dancing 7 Days- Kiss the Girl - Day 5 7 Days- Date - Day 2 Stuck on Learning Glowing (Tim x Steph)  First Kiss First Aid Snuggle With Burns 48/95 Are you drunk wearing my shirt? Highschool Musical  Robin(ing)  Graffiti on the Wall We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk Did you just make that noise? Painting the sky Are you drunk wearing my shirt?

Damian Wayne 7 Years  Why you gotta be so rude? One more Card Birthday Secrets  101 Dalmations  Pillow Fort  Make Time stop Good Morning Highschool Dances Define normal The Unseen

Roy Harper Popcorn wars and annoying flashlight guys (Ft. Jason Todd) If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed. Black Hoodies and All-Knowing Smiles pt1 Real Feelings pt 2 Pins and Needles Say My Name (NSFW) Letters to the Missing Little Red Dress Fucking Mistakes pt.1 Fucking Makeup pt.2 Fucking Gambit pt.3 Black Hoodie  Letter’s to the Missing  Punch it out Broken Down Car To hell and back We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk Hacking his heart Breathalyzer (NSFW) Hey, Hey Ice Cream Girl Bets over Beers (NSFW) We may or may not be hiding in a locker and we may or may not be squished against each other

Bart Allen Puppy Love Ex’s and O’s A Special Date Amortentia candles (Ft. Tim)  Lipstick pt.1 Lipstick pt.2 Lipstick pt.3

Game over  Bun in the Oven Falling into your lap Pink Hair and Stalkers Impulsive Bakery  Good Buy Kisses (short) Tripple Trouble  Short Fluff Series  (Ft. my oc Gigi) Jessica Rabbit  Magical Item Sundayz Peanut butter and Jelly Come Quick!

Wally West You did what? Picking up Late fees Concert

Kaldur Cooling Off (NSFW) Romance Teach me how to dance Cold Cuddles  Feelings of Teamship

Superboy Hot AND Funny   Lights, Music, Action

John Constantine  Demi-demi-Goddess

Written by @speedypan​

Fandom: DC / Young Justice 

Summary: Gigi and Bart have a snack night that ended in a few dares  

Pairing: Bart x OC 

Notes: The amazing @speedypan wrote me some Bart Smut with my OC Gigi. She gave me permission to post it here for all you who voted for Bart Smut but didn’t get it. 

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Gigi felt practically at home as she sat on Bart's bed like they had done millions of times.

“Iris just took dad out of town” Bart smiled “so the place is ours.”

“Yay!” Gigi clapped and looked amongst the sea of food on the bed. “I missed you all!”

“We missed you too Gigi.” Bart raised his pitch causing Gigi to giggle and fell onto the food making angel shapes like they would in the snow.

Bart moved next to her and she shook her head as he offered her food.

“Too salty.” She shook her head and he threw the can of pringles and offered her pancakes. “I actually want to play a game.”

“Sure what one?” Bart reached over to his gaming station and didn't see Gigi glare at her phone before taking a deep breath before speaking

“I want to play a challenging game where who ever is the fastest wins a prize.”

“We have prizes.” Bart motioned to the food and Gigi nodded “okay who chooses?”

“You choose first.” She told him

“Hmm okay first one to drink an entire milkshake.” He told her and they both grabbed a milkshake each before both downing them. “I win! Hmm the pretzels.”

“Okay now I choose.” Gigi nodded and took a deep breath before stretching over and kissing him on the lips

“Gigi.” He said as she moved her neck back

“I'm sorry Tristan told me to do it and i-”

Gigi felt him quickly lift up her chin and kiss her quickly before pulling away. Blinking - she wasn't sure what he thought if kissing her was serious or a new game - and she couldn't let him win.

Bracing herself she quickly stretched out her neck and kissed him before pulling it back. Bart blinked back at her before going back in for another kiss.

Gigi didn't expect him to stay and made a noise of surprise when the kiss grew more passionate. She felt his fingers running through her hair as she wrapped her arms around him.

This is what she wanted to do.

His lips parted slightly as he pulled away and they were drawn back together like magnets. The electricity between them was obvious and Gigi felt herself be pushed back onto the bed.

The sound of marshmallows or pretzels or potato chips hit the floor as Gigi swore Bart was checking that every part of her body returned. His hand lingered over the scar from the bullet and Gigi pushed it away quickly. Bart pulled away to see her panicked expression and gingerly touched her cheek.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered

“I missed you too.”  she told him

His lips landed on hers and kissed her gently. Gigi felt his hand move quickly from her cheek, away and then to the bed. Kissing upwards she moved her arms to around his shoulders, pulling him in closer and closer until he let out a strange sound and pulled out of her arms and to the side of the bed.

“Fuck.” Bart cried out

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked him and he looked  

“No - not you.” He called over and picked up a bag of Doritos and holding it over his crotch. Gigi didn't see where he held it but instead looked down at her hands “definitely not you.”

“You don't have to lie and hide it.” Gigi frowned and Bart looked over at her seeing an upset look on her features.

“Gigi - I uh -.” Bart moved the chips out of the way revealing his erection “there see? And that means that there's nothing wrong with you. If anything you are perfect to me and I would never lie to you.”

“Oh wow.” Gigi said as she saw his erection “you know you don't have to be over there right?”

“Are you sure?” He asked her and she nodded

“Bart.” Gigi said and drew a breath as he moved back on the bed “I think I'm ready.”

“you do?” He asked her and blinked as she nodded. Bart's heart flipped and after making out with her on a bed of food he had to believe this was a dream. And if It was a dream.

Gigi watched as his smile grew while he seemed to be internally monologuing and giggled as he punched the air and jumped on the bed careful of her.

His lips crashed into hers and he tasted the ice cream lip gloss with a big smile. He pulled back and took a deep breath as she took off her shorts and leaned on her left (*) side and just as quickly stripped off. As he stood up to drop his trousers, he tripped slightly over and groaned before gigi climbed on top of him and closing the gap between her and his erection.

Her panties rubbed up against his boxers and he felt her hand going through the buttoned gap and touching his cock. His eyes rolled back as she touched him and his mouth betrayed him wanting to keep it cool as he let out a moan.

He melted under her touch and tried to think quickly of things that would stop him from cumming in her hand as she pumped him gently.

“Do you - do you want to put something on it?” He asked with a strangled cry and she thought for a second before reaching down and pulling ice cream from the floor. “Oh my god.”

Bart gripped the bed as she spread the melting creamy dessert along his cock and moaned as she bent down and ran her tongue over it.

“Damnit - damnit - damnit.” He moaned out as her tongue strokes met where he felt the build up and breathed heavily as he betrayed the dream he had weeks ago and moved his cock away and came on himself.

“This is totally not crash.” Bart crumpled his face up in shame

“I love you.” She smiled as she kissed him and he felt his heart stop. Peeling off the cum t-shirt he looked at her and saw she realised what she had just said

“I love you.”

*It's too late for jinx.” Gigi told him sadly but Bart saw the light in her eyes and smiled at her.

“Sorry about how quick that was.”

“I'll just have to be quicker.” She said and punched her hand in determination. Yeah this had to be a dream. One that he was determined to enjoy.

Bart moved closer and kissed her, pushing her body backwards. With Gigi against the pillows, Bart moved her legs and pulled down her panties with his teeth. He moved his hand to assist him and felt fuelled by her giggling before starting to taste her pussy.

“Oh!” Gigi gasped as his tongue lapped at and inside of her and at the sound of his moans. Gigi felt a bit of panic as she tried to interpret his moans but as she felt his tongue exploring her she relaxed under his mouth.

Bart moved slightly as he felt his erection return and was motivated to make her cum. Delving inside and enjoying her taste he felt himself at the brink again while Gigi felt the physical emptiness and desire for him to fill her.

“Bart.” She drew out with a moan “fuck me.”

She had written several stories of others having sex but having hadnt experience sex like this. The longing to be filled, the need for the other, the taste ,the experience, the emotion. Gigi gasped out as he finally entered his cock into her and began to fuck her.

With motions faster than a vibrator, she felt him vibrate inside her and stop pulling out. His hair clung to the sweat on his face as he replaced his cock with his fingers and continued to finger fuck her as he came on the bed. As he came, Gigi felt him slow down considerably and felt herself relax as she came.

“Oh my god.” Bart gasped as he tried to catch his breath and breathed heavily while Gigi wore a affixed grin.

“Oh my god.” She repeated after him and made eye contact with him “oh my god.”

“You came.” He grinned as his breath began to steady and she nodded and kissed him sweetly on his lips before looking at her phone to see the time

Tristans message stayed unread on the screen with the preview lit up

Milky way.

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“We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”

Fandom: DC/ Flash

Pairing: Bart Allen x Reader  

Notes: Slowing down because it’s only two months till the wedding

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“Mommy mommy”

Your little daughter held up a box of sugary cereal with large pleading eyes. You winced at the memory of the last time you had fed your speedster children that processed food.

“Maybe next time?”

“Oh man this one has the new marshmallows.” your son said reading the back, “Please mom?”

You were a sucker, it was a flaw you were working on. You sighed taking the box put it in the cart. Tomorrow, tomorrow you would say no.

“And some carrots to be healthy” your daughter sang adding in a bag. Your son grabbed the apples.

‘And fruits”

“And Ice Cream”

Bart said walking over unloading arms full of cones, ice cream sandwiches, cookies, syrup, and four cartons of ice cream.

Your children cheered as you frowned at your carton now overflowing with sugary snacks. The total chaos you knew that came with the sugar that now took over your basket. With metabolisms like your little Allens, it was hard to keep up without the added energy boosters.

You were only human after all.

“We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”

Bart laughed giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, “I love you and you deserve a fun Sunday making night.”

“Ok…” you smiled as your family cheered, “but you're on kid duty after” you added giving him a quick kiss back.

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@bartallenisbae  Hey can you write a Bart Allen x reader about the reader and Bart being happily married and about to expand their family (reader is pregnant) and at 8 months bart has to go on a short mission(since he is older he is the flash now) but it turns out longer than expected and when it turns into 9 months the reader goes into labor and Bart almost misses the birth of their twins

Parting: Bart Allen x Reader 

Notes: I’m TRYING to catch up on these request! 

“Bart come here quick!”

Bart dashed into the living room, fear written all over his face, honestly it would have been truly adorable if I hadn’t been so preoccupied with another matter. Hand laid flat across my stomach as if felt it again.

“WHAT!?! What’s wrong?” he cried looking around pure panic in his eyes. Maybe I shouldn’t have shouted so loud. Glancing up I bit my lip trying not to laugh, why was he so adorable? Then I felt it again. Letting out a giggle I reached out for his hand.

“Come here, they kicked again”

He was at my side in a second. His hand intertwined in mine ready for me to guide him. Which I did, slowly until I found the spot where one of the two of our children had kicked.

Then it happened again. This time a little harder. Bart’s amber eyes met mine with excitement and awe. It amazing how magical small things like a human life can be.

“They are going to be runners I can feel it,” he said kneeling down so he could look at my stomach. It had been hard for him these past few months. Working as the Flash had kept him away from the small moments like this. So I was glad he could get this time to really experience it. Even if it was a brief one.

“Maybe they miss you” I whispered before I could stop myself. He looked up, apologetically. It wasn’t his fault, not really. After all, it wasn’t like I didn’t know what I was getting myself into when I married him. 

“I’m sorry” he mumbled, “Just one more and then I’ll be back for good.”

“I know, what you’re doing is important. Who am I to deprive the world of the Flash?” I said running my fingers through his hair. He sighed leaning into my touch.

“Only a week,” he said before taking my hand tenderly kissing it. “I promise”

“Doesn’t mean I won’t miss you.”

“I love you,” he said standing pulling me into his arms. “SOOOOO much” he added kissing my nose. His unshaven stubble tickling as he rubbed it against my face. Laughing I tried to pull away.

“I love you too but stoooopp!”

The week turned into two than a month. Each day I would wake up to an empty bed fear gripping my heart. Where was he?

Sometimes I would just lay there looking at his empty place. Dreams of the night before still fresh. Dreams where he was there with me. Laughing, so much laughing.

This house was so quiet.

It was one of these very mornings I woke to. Silent as if that empty void was laughing at me. In its way screaming a reminder that I may be alone forever.

Then I felt it. In many ways, I had been feeling it for a week now. Little pushes, little reminders that time was running out. That my two little kickers were getting ready to run on their own two feet.

Only this time it wasn’t just a reminder.

Good thing I had Wally on speed dial.

“Y/N it’s going to be ok!” Wally said holding your hand as they rushed you to the hospital.

“No, it’s not! I don’t want to do this without Bart!” I cried looking up at Wally who gave you a weak smile.

“He’ll be here” Wally promised, “I know he will”

I let out another grunt as I felt another contraction. He better, because time was running out.

Hours into labor and still no Bart. His children were coming yet he was still nowhere to be seen.

“You guys have to wait for daddy” I whispered as another wave of contractions hit. It was getting closer together, any time now they would be here.

“It’s time to push,” The doctor told me as he knelt down in front of me. Panic started to wash over me.

“I’m not ready… my husband.”

“I know,” The doctor said sympathetically, “But it’s not about him right now, it’s about you're two children.”

“Bart come here quick!” I screamed as I pushed with all my might. Pain shooting through my body. Screaming out to the void. As if he could hear me from wherever he was. As if my cries would summon him. 

I knew it was ridiculous but more ridiculous things had happened... 

“I’m here!”

Relief washed over my body as you saw his scruffy face. He looked horrible like he had been run over by a truck (or maybe he had run over the truck). But at that moment he had never looked more handsome.

“Where have you been!?!”

“It’s a long story but I’m here and I wouldn’t miss this for the world” he kissed my forehead, his stubble tickling me as I felt another contraction wave through my body. My doctor smiled nodding toward Bart.

“Good to have you, now,” he turned his attention to me, “Are you ready to deliver your children?”

“YES! Let’s get these little troublemakers out of me!”

Summary: You had just been throwing out the trash when you met your newest inspiration. 

Pairing: Bart Allen X Reader

Notes: @bartallenisbae Thank you for this request! I hope it was what you wanted! I do have a small weakness for civilian’s meeting heroes. Also, I have had this idea for a long time just never had a reason to write it. 

There will be a small part two for you :D (Her finding out basically) 

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You were a baker, ok so not a professional baker. But you liked to say you were one because someday you would be. So you know, just put good thoughts out into the universe. Fake it till you make it. And all those other phrases. 

After all, you had loved creating amazing food creations for as long as your mother had let you into the kitchen. (Maybe longer) All you had ever wanted to be was someone who would create amazing pies, loaves of bread, cakes and much more for the masses. 

Plus you were lucky enough to play with your creations in your cousin’s small cafe. so while the masses weren’t eating your almond butter cookies just yet a small group of Central City locals were. 

Your cousin let you would go in early to fire up the oven while going over a few recipes you wanted to play with. In return for the use of unlimited ingredients, you did chores around the store before it opened. Like, take out last night’s trash to the dumpsters across the parking lot.

Which is where you ran into the fastest boy alive. 

Well more like walked into him as he lay in the pile of trash bags next to the large bin. His amber eyes flickered up at you through a ripped mask as he gave you a half smile.

“I’m just relaxing… don’t mind me,” he said through bruised lips.

“Well that doesn’t look very comfortable, want to chill in my cafe while I get set up for the day?”

“Ok” he pushed himself up only to fall back down. Letting out a small laugh you bent over taking his hand helping him up.

“I… we don't have a shower but you can try and trash up a little in the sink if you want.” you added wrinkling your nose as his smell hit you.

“That bad?” he chuckled as you helped him back to the cafe.

“I mean, you were relaxing in the trash.”

He laughed again this time long and hard, already seemed much better.

And after giving him a few of last night’s muffins you were working on even better.

You ended up talking to him about your new ideas and flavor mixing. He gave his own ideas while scarfing down anything you would throw at him. His energy was infectious helping make the monotonous morning chores go by quicker.

By the time the rest of the crew were coming in to open the cafe the speedster was good as new.

“Well got-ta run, I'll see you around?”

“I mean if you want those strawberry lemonade muffins”

“Ohhh man defiantly coming back for that.”

“Y/N?” Your cousin’s voice called out as she walked into the kitchen. “Is someone here?”

“Yeah…” you turned to see Impulse was gone, make sense, he was the fastest kid alive or something like that. You couldn’t help but smile. “Never mind.” No one was going to believe you.

The next morning he was there, leaning against the wall “Hey I’m here, feed me”

You laughed as you unlocked the door, “I figured you would come during opening hours. I’m not really supposed to let anyone in here.”

“I’ll do all your chores”

“Well I can’t say no to that”

It became a routine, most mornings he would show up, all smiles with tons of ideas for new treats for you to make. Bacon bread, Pumpkin spice coffee cupcakes, Lime passion fruit pancakes, and a million more.

Then he didn’t show up.

For a month.

You understood that he was busy, being a hero and all.

But as the days stretched out into weeks you started to worry. Clutching to your stomach like the sticky batter for those dark chocolate cookies you were stirring. Trying to keep yourself busy, no need to stress, just focus on the new recipes. 

Focus on something, anything to keep your mind off him. 

After all, you needed some good ones ready for when/if he came back. No not if, when. WHEN he came back.  

“No sad thoughts,” you told yourself as you poured some batter into a pan the sound of a very busy cafe behind you. The business had been picking up so at least you had that to keep your mind off things. 

“Hey Y/N!” your cousin suddenly called breaking into your thoughts, “There is some guy asking for you.”

Our heart leaped as you almost spilled the batter all over the floor, play it cool girl! If it had been Impulse he wouldn’t have come in the front… would he?

Shaking you slowly walked into the dining room wiping your hands on your apron. Eyes scanning the room before your cousin pointed to a scruffy boy sitting in a corner booth. Red shaggy hair poking out from under a baseball cap as he tapped the table deep in thought. You could feel your heart drop as you slowly walked toward him. However, when he saw you he lights up.

“HEY!” he said waving excitedly as if he knew you.

“Hi… uhhh do I… can I help you?” you stammered unsure how to approach him without seeming rude. his face fell slightly awkward as he scratched the back of his head.

“Oh… right… I… I’m Bart and I heard you make amazing stuff.”

Summary: Bart wasn’t sure if he could do this Hero thing anymore. 

Pairing: Bart x OC

Notes: Found a bunch of my old Young Justice comics and it inspired this.

I miss 90’s Bart. He was so adorable and fluffy. 

Gigi is owned by me

Game over

It had started as a joke when Bedlam had gotten into their mind. Ridding the world of all adults. The world with only kids. Creating all the boy’s fears, anything they could imagine. Which in Bart’s case could be a lot. But instead of fight his endless supply of imagination, the speedster did something else instead.

Restart.

Basically killing the game, resetting it.

Game over.

Then there was the war against Darkseid. Being tortured by Granny and her minions. 

It had never become so real to him. Restarting only to die again and again. Living through it every painful moment. Then during the war that was all he saw himself die over and over again.

The fear consuming him as he stared down his own mortality. In an instant, he went from restarting the game to ending it.

He gave up. Pulled away. Put down the mantle of hero. Leaving his friend and team behind.

Never to be Impulse again.

Game over

Then he met her. All smiles and laughs.

She had saved him from a building collapsing.

“Are you ok?” she asked leaning over him. Her body stretched protecting him as debris bounced off her like rubber. He almost found it comical how he was getting saved. Especially since he could have dodged that building. It was a building for god’s sake.

“Plastic-girl!” The sound was more of a roar, like fire and glass screaming across the sky as a huge Red Dragon soared above them. The red haired girl looked up, her smile growing larger if that was possible.

“I have to go! Stay safe citizen” With that she bounced, yes bounced like a freaking spring, flipping onto the back of the dragon.

He watched in awe as she surfed the dragon arms out stretched as her scarlet hair shone in the wind like the fire blowing from the dragon’s mouth.

Bart watched as another boy flashing with electricity ran out of a building attacking the large monster that was demolishing the city. Another pulling debris five times his size away to help some people get to safety.

And his curiously got the better of him. Who were these kids? And how come he had never heard of them before?

The Dragon and electric boy were fighting the monster while the Red haired girl, Plastic-girl, and a boy with a monkey tail helped people get to safety.

He could say it all happened so fast but that wouldn’t be true. More like in slow motion. The monster launched a car toward Plastic-girl. Her back turned to it as she stretched her neck trying to see if anyone else was in the building.

Rushing forward he grabbed her pulling her to safety.

“You’re a mutant too!” she cried eyes wide with excitement as she studied him.

“I’m a meta.”  

“Still amazing! Are you here to help us?”

“No, I was just walking by.”

“But you did help us,” she said nodding toward the now smashed wall with a car sticking out of it, “Are you a hero? What’s your name?”

“Impulse.”

The girl giggled, “You’re parents named you Impulse? That’s SO cool, I’m Gigi.”

“No Impulse is my Hero name.”

“Oh see, I knew it you are a hero!”

“I…”

She grabbed his hand, “Come on, we have the baddies on the run, and you know something about that.”

Game over

Or maybe Start Game.

And this time it wasn’t just single player.

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Summary: Gigi and Bart aren’t quite the most stealthy when it comes to their makeout sessions.

Parting: Bart X OC

Notes: The last part!  I had so much fun writing these! I want to forever live in Bart and Gigi’s relationship. They are so dorky and fun to write.

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Gigi was pulling ice cream out of the fridge when Bart ran up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist kissing her behind her ear. His girlfriend let out a giggle turning her head around so she could kiss him which he greedily accepted. Like a starving man getting food for the first time.

Bart was about to push her against the fridge deepening the kiss when he suddenly felt a blast of cold water hitting his face.

“Bad Bart! Get off her!” Faith was saying spraying him and Gigi until the two separated. Behind her, Tim laughed

“Where did you get that spray bottle?”

“Jen gave it to me,” the brunette said spinning it around her finger like it was a gun.

“Oh, I think I got lipstick on you…” Gigi said reaching out to wipe away the small pink smudge on Bart’s lip. This earned her another spray of water.

“No contact until you both can learn some restraint!” Faith said spraying them both again. Just for good measure. 

“Do I need to get the condoms?” Maia asked as she and Roy walked into the kitchen.

“Yeah, for us to throw at YOU” Gigi giggled climbing up on Bart’s back wrapping her arms around his neck. He gently kissed her arm earning him another small giggle. 

“Don't even try to change the subject warpaint,” Maia said taking a bowl out and putting some ice cream in it. “By the way, lipstick stains everything.”

“Oh, are you and Roy familiar with getting lipstick out?” Faith asked taking a bite out of her ice cream,

“... no”

Having a significant distraction and also already knowing where this conversation was going (Roy and Maia dodge the question that everyone already knew the answer too) Gigi and Bart took this opportunity to sneak out. 

“How are we going to get them to focus?” Maia sighed at the sound of Bart speeding away. They weren’t as subtle as they thought. 

“Well, what worked for you too?” Tim asked stealing a bit of Faith’s ice cream. She smiled back at him before raising an eyebrow at Maia.

“Yes, do tell.”

“We are always focused because we don't have anything distractions,” Roy said taking Gigi’s forgotten bowl of ice cream and taking one bite before spitting out the overly sugary treat. 

“Oh really? Because I heard about the Robin Hood and Maid Marian of Star City...” Faith said nudging Tim. 

“Sounds like someone else” Roy mumbled as Maia winced

“Is this punishment for the way we treated Oliver?” she mumbled to Roy.

“Like we said, we never had any distractions.” Roy insisted opting for some of Maia’s ice cream. 

“You never had distractions because you two sneak off to fuck in the records room after every debrief?”

Everyone turned to Tim in shock.

“Who are you?!” Roy asked almost dropping his spoon while Maia leaned forward, studying Tim. 

“Where is Tim?!”

“I have never been more attracted to you than I am right now,” Faith said a large smile on her face causing Tim to smirk smugly.

“Don’t dodge the question, I found tapes ”

Roy sighed rubbing his temples, ““Fine, Maia and I are going out, you both happy now?”

Faith pumped her fist in the air “YES! Tim, I love you!” she squealed, “Why haven't you used your powers for evil before?”

“I mean we don't always go for the records room, sometimes we do actual work in there,” Maia said defensively “Sometimes” Roy mumbled his pinky gently rubbing against Maia’s hand. 

“Yeah, sometimes we do it in the exercise room and the holding cells...” Maia added a small smirk growing on her face as she saw Faith and Tim start growing more and more uncomfortable. 

“Uhhh I didn’t really want this much information...” Faith mumbled.

“Maybe you need to start spraying them,” Tim said pushing their ice cream bowl away. 

When Gigi found out her best friend had gotten a confession out of Team Dumbass she was devastated, to say the least. “Wait!?! Who? What!?! HOW!?! WHY!!??!”

Faith nodded smugly from her seat on the couch as they put in the last Star Wars on Gigi’s bucket list. “Yep Tim finally got them to admit that Team Dumbass is officially a couple.”

“I’m so angry right now!’ Gigi said folding her arms over her chest, “I am their biggest shipper and I wasn’t even there! Life is so unfair!”

“Well I’m sure they will tell you now,” Adi said shyly trying to make her friend feel better as she gently patted Gigi’s shoulder. 

Gigi sighed shaking her head, “it won’t be the same.” she turned to Bart who just glanced back at her with a confused look. “We’re never making out again” she informed him finally