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aloneindarknes7Title: Overlooked
Author: Jordan Herbert
Warnings: None
Pairing: Martian Manhunter/Flash
Fandom: Justice League (the cartoon)
Rating: Pg-13 by my standards
Word Count: 910
Summary: I'm going for the oldest trick in the book; sex pollen! But without actual sex!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this fic or else J'onn would have so much more love and Oreos!
Author's Note: Written for the J'onn Fic Fest challenged bysenmut.
But still, it meant that he was therefore not affected by anything like most of his teammates were. It was the villains own fault that they got stopped by him due to their laziness or whatever it was that caused them not to bother adapting their weapons to affect him as well. Did they really think he wasn’t going to stop them and just pretend to be affected or something?
So, while he was overlooked because Ivy’s pollen only seemed to affect Flash, he was then able to stop her. Even while Flash vibrated in place and moaned and was really distracting with his millions of thoughts that were aimed straight at J’onn.
Luckily, J’onn was used to Flash’s thoughts since Flash never overlooked him. In fact, for the past two months, it seemed like all Flash did was think about him. And food. Sometimes both at the same time which had startled J’onn a bit.
With Ivy effectively knocked out, J’onn prepared to take Flash up to the watchtower and into the infirmary quickly so he could be treated by Batman since the man was more familiar with Ivy’s plants. Apparently, Flash had other plans.
“Flash,” J’onn frowned and wondered if he should faze out from the suddenly clinging Flash. It seemed like that would be the only way he could get free again since Flash had his legs and arms wrapped around him while he continued to quickly vibrate.
“Oh, J’onn, you feel so good!” Flash moaned again and it was only then that J’onn realized that Flash was acting stranger than usual because of Ivy’s pollen. Ivy’s sex pollen, to be more precise.
“Flash, you are under the affect of sex pollen.” J’onn explained calmly and tried hard not to be affected by Flash as the speedster continued to vibrate against him, which he realized was really Flash rubbing against him.
“Really,” J’onn couldn’t tell if Flash was being sarcastic or not since he had gasped the word out. “You know,” Flash panted in his ear. “Sex pollen is what brought Superman and Batman together. It does really help for those awkward—nngh—first times. And I’m sure—oh god, so good—you’ve heard my thoughts about you before.”
“You mean the ones you think about when you sit across from me during meetings and wonder what I taste like?” J’onn inquired, remembering that day rather well since it was the first time he had unintentionally heard Flash’s thoughts and had jerked his head to look at Flash, wondering about his cannibalistic thoughts. It was the first time in a long line of meetings where Flash would wonder such things.
Plus, Flash had utterly stilled that day, for the first time ever, before making an excuse and zipped out of the room halfway through Superman’s speech about monitor duty being a time to watch the monitors and not play games on them, which had been a direct lecture to Flash.
“I was really horn…hungry that day!” Flash frowned, his face flushed, and finally slid off of J’onn to stand on his own. “And now my metabolism has taken care of the pollen. Damn it, there goes using that as an excuse.” Flash rubbed the back of his neck and shuffled from one foot to another. “Well, we’ll just forget we ever had this conversation and you’ll take me back to the watchtower so I can change suits, ‘kay buddy?” Flash grinned and patted J’onn on the shoulder.
“We could still have intercourse,” J’onn offered. “I know you have been desiring it for some time now.”
Flash’s hand stilled on his shoulder, “Dude, you’re serious? You’ve known about me crushing on you big and you haven’t talked to me about it until now?”
“I did not know you wished to discuss it.” J’onn replied.
“I don’t, I’d really want to do it. So, less talking and more action, come on!” Flash grinned and jumped into J’onn’s arms. “Fly me to the moon, my good Martian!”
J’onn smiled as he lifted off the ground and headed back to the Javelin as Flash rattled off about how pathetic Batman and Superman were about liking each other but needing sex pollen to finally bring them together.
“—I mean, we’re not affected by sex pollen but we’re getting together. Even though I was affected a minute ago and it did bring up my crush on you. Does that count as using sex pollen to bring us together?” Flash asked, resting his head against J’onn’s shoulder.
“No,” J’onn replied coolly as he released Flash and began to pilot the Javelin back to the watchtower.
“Good, ‘cause you know I would have told you eventually. I mean, I’m me and I never keep secrets for too long--” Even as Flash continued J’onn could only smile.
Even if he was overlooked by villains, he knew that Flash would never overlook him because he would become Flash’s world like Flash would to him. And that was all that really mattered.
Author: Jordan Herbert
Warnings: None
Pairing: Martian Manhunter/Flash
Fandom: Justice League (the cartoon)
Rating: Pg-13 by my standards
Word Count: 910
Summary: I'm going for the oldest trick in the book; sex pollen! But without actual sex!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this fic or else J'onn would have so much more love and Oreos!
Author's Note: Written for the J'onn Fic Fest challenged by
senmut. It was moments like these that J’onn really felt the effects of being a Martian and usually being overlooked by the mainstream villains they faced. Really, he had an easy enough weakness but no one seemed to know about it since no one truly studied him so intensely to try and find it. Seriously, no one ever really used fire against him and he was pretty sure that fire was easier to obtain than kryptonite.
But still, it meant that he was therefore not affected by anything like most of his teammates were. It was the villains own fault that they got stopped by him due to their laziness or whatever it was that caused them not to bother adapting their weapons to affect him as well. Did they really think he wasn’t going to stop them and just pretend to be affected or something?
So, while he was overlooked because Ivy’s pollen only seemed to affect Flash, he was then able to stop her. Even while Flash vibrated in place and moaned and was really distracting with his millions of thoughts that were aimed straight at J’onn.
Luckily, J’onn was used to Flash’s thoughts since Flash never overlooked him. In fact, for the past two months, it seemed like all Flash did was think about him. And food. Sometimes both at the same time which had startled J’onn a bit.
With Ivy effectively knocked out, J’onn prepared to take Flash up to the watchtower and into the infirmary quickly so he could be treated by Batman since the man was more familiar with Ivy’s plants. Apparently, Flash had other plans.
“Flash,” J’onn frowned and wondered if he should faze out from the suddenly clinging Flash. It seemed like that would be the only way he could get free again since Flash had his legs and arms wrapped around him while he continued to quickly vibrate.
“Oh, J’onn, you feel so good!” Flash moaned again and it was only then that J’onn realized that Flash was acting stranger than usual because of Ivy’s pollen. Ivy’s sex pollen, to be more precise.
“Flash, you are under the affect of sex pollen.” J’onn explained calmly and tried hard not to be affected by Flash as the speedster continued to vibrate against him, which he realized was really Flash rubbing against him.
“Really,” J’onn couldn’t tell if Flash was being sarcastic or not since he had gasped the word out. “You know,” Flash panted in his ear. “Sex pollen is what brought Superman and Batman together. It does really help for those awkward—nngh—first times. And I’m sure—oh god, so good—you’ve heard my thoughts about you before.”
“You mean the ones you think about when you sit across from me during meetings and wonder what I taste like?” J’onn inquired, remembering that day rather well since it was the first time he had unintentionally heard Flash’s thoughts and had jerked his head to look at Flash, wondering about his cannibalistic thoughts. It was the first time in a long line of meetings where Flash would wonder such things.
Plus, Flash had utterly stilled that day, for the first time ever, before making an excuse and zipped out of the room halfway through Superman’s speech about monitor duty being a time to watch the monitors and not play games on them, which had been a direct lecture to Flash.
“I was really horn…hungry that day!” Flash frowned, his face flushed, and finally slid off of J’onn to stand on his own. “And now my metabolism has taken care of the pollen. Damn it, there goes using that as an excuse.” Flash rubbed the back of his neck and shuffled from one foot to another. “Well, we’ll just forget we ever had this conversation and you’ll take me back to the watchtower so I can change suits, ‘kay buddy?” Flash grinned and patted J’onn on the shoulder.
“We could still have intercourse,” J’onn offered. “I know you have been desiring it for some time now.”
Flash’s hand stilled on his shoulder, “Dude, you’re serious? You’ve known about me crushing on you big and you haven’t talked to me about it until now?”
“I did not know you wished to discuss it.” J’onn replied.
“I don’t, I’d really want to do it. So, less talking and more action, come on!” Flash grinned and jumped into J’onn’s arms. “Fly me to the moon, my good Martian!”
J’onn smiled as he lifted off the ground and headed back to the Javelin as Flash rattled off about how pathetic Batman and Superman were about liking each other but needing sex pollen to finally bring them together.
“—I mean, we’re not affected by sex pollen but we’re getting together. Even though I was affected a minute ago and it did bring up my crush on you. Does that count as using sex pollen to bring us together?” Flash asked, resting his head against J’onn’s shoulder.
“No,” J’onn replied coolly as he released Flash and began to pilot the Javelin back to the watchtower.
“Good, ‘cause you know I would have told you eventually. I mean, I’m me and I never keep secrets for too long--” Even as Flash continued J’onn could only smile.
Even if he was overlooked by villains, he knew that Flash would never overlook him because he would become Flash’s world like Flash would to him. And that was all that really mattered.
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Date: 2008-06-09 02:00 am (UTC)“You mean the ones you think about when you sit across from me during meetings and wonder what I taste like?” J’onn inquired, remembering that day rather well since it was the first time he had unintentionally heard Flash’s thoughts and had jerked his head to look at Flash, wondering about his cannibalistic thoughts.
*SNORFLE*
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Date: 2008-06-09 03:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-09 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-09 08:06 am (UTC)And Sex pollen is good for these types of things. XD
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Date: 2008-06-09 02:07 pm (UTC)