Yeah, I think nobody has labeled it yet, but this was Dark week for the S/B fandom. Sure, a couple of sweet things came up, but they were just to make you feel safe and secure before Bam! another dark thing was posted. But I've been given promises of cake in the future, so I'll just let this Dark Week pass...
It all started, as you might have read, on my monday with Alan Moore's DC Best stories or however the TPB is named. The Killing Joke and the story of Abin Sur kind of fucked up with my head. And then, it just kept happening...
A Bent piece of Metal by
jen_in_japan, which totally freaked me out. The Absolute Power AU boys deal with Joker.
Right Behind You by
cmer, followed later that day, and it further messed me up. Character death in the most heart breaking fashion, S/B.
Scans of A Death in the Family by
jen_in_japan, to give context to A Bent Piece of Metal, because The Killing Joke wasn't enough for me this week.
Anger Management by
jen_in_japan, the continuation of her Crime Syndicate abducting Batman story,
The Unadorned Truth. It ends sweetly, but then the week is almost over...
Photomanip by P2O2 in
sasha_anu's journal. Superman has yet to learn that it's only consensual if there's consent.
I'm telling you, there's something in the water. Anyway, I did join the dark side this week as I started my Crime Syndicate story, but since I'm rebelling against the Dark Week, here's some fluff, the first piece of the former Ten Things that Never happened to Bruce Wayne, now named Ghost Fires.
ETA: I was reading this and it doesn't sound like a rec at all! I am recomending all those stories/entries above. I actualy had a lot of fun with Dark Week! Even if my brain freaked out :) My flist rules!
Fandom: DC
Pairing: Batman/Superman
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ghost Fires are relationship takes that never happened, just me having fun pairing Batman around. There are 10 different pairings, one each ficlet. This is Superman's turn.
Prompt: Superman
Notes: Beta by
sasha_anu, each prompt is a page long. There is fluff behind the lj-cut.
Word count: 467
1)Superman (Supernova)
His way down this particular slippery slope had been an easy slide. Though he didn’t welcome the invasion of his personal space, there had been times when he couldn’t keep him away. He had needed the assurance, back then, that he was still human inside.
Because sometimes the job was too much and no normal human being could handle it all. He’d steel himself, putting distance between the raging sea of pain around him and the parts inside him that hurt, and got things done. Made the hard decisions. Said the harsh truths. He didn’t try to be nice but just; it didn’t matter if he wasn’t friendly, but if he was fair. In the process, he had had to wonder if there was anything left inside him capable of relaxing enough to allow him humanity.
Of course, as it turned out, there had been something left inside him. Once he had let go enough to allow the touch, the firm grip on his feelings had snapped and he had ended up feeling too much, aching and needing and hurting.
Clark hadn’t minded. If anything, he had been surprised by his rawn need, very different from the quiet heavy intensity of his usual demeanor. Once he understood how much he had needed Clark, how welcome the touch he had rejected for so long really was, he had become completely focused on his new interest.
He had explored, touched, kissed, caressed and thoroughly adored the man, time and time again, because feeling this free was exciting, almost as exciting as the taste of Clark’s lips or the look on his face when he let everything go for him.
The look in Clark’s eyes made him feel like he was on fire, like the rush of adrenaline after three espressos while falling down into a pool of ice-cold water: he couldn’t possible feel more free, more sure of himself or more alive.
Then Clark would pin down all that energy, and he would almost laugh at Clark’s endearment when he would call him his ‘supernova’, because while he did feel as if he was going to explode, he also couldn’t feel safer or more contained than in the arms of the other man.
Time would creep in on them, and then Bruce would have to put himself back together again, steel himself for the things to come, distance himself from the pain and be the man nobody wanted to be but that others needed him to be. The supernova would be draped in layers of cool detachment and put away until the next time.
But it was nice knowing that the Beast inside him didn’t need to be hidden. When he was with Clark he didn’t need to hold himself back.
He was already being held.