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Kakashi could see the vein on the man’s head getting bigger and bigger, his teeth grinding together, almost amusing and - and there was a whiff of the smell again.
Kakashi blinked his visible eye lazily, sniffing the air subtly - he was after a mission, so perhaps his imagination ran wild but… But it was there, the woods after the fresh rain and also the warmth of the lit firewood. Kakashi’s mouth opened under the mask, his body almost moving on his own, only to be stopped by the chunin Kakashi almost forgot was in the room finally snapping.
“Irresponsible! Good for heavy work, but writing a half decent scrolls is apparently way over their capabilities. ANBU being able to work in teams of one?! Forget it! There apparently need to be at least two, so one can read and the other to actually write!” It wasn’t even at Kakashi. Just because of him.
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That was exactly how he ended up the way he did - sprawled on Trunks’ chair, only in his boxers while Trunks still had his damn top and boxers on and Goten was half sure he even spied at least one sock. Cause only his best friend could come up with the idea of a damn strip Street Fighter game (suddenly the way Trunks was dressed made a whole lot of sense) and Ryu kept breaking Goten’s trust over and over again. Goten was going to feel his bottom lip for days, considering how much he was biting down on it, fingers clutching at the controller with his breath stuck in his throat. Come on, just one more hit-
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It’s the third time in a week that Iruka’s standing in front of his place, a fire truck in front of it and by now a familiar figure with crinkling eyes shaking his head.
“Maa. We really need to stop meeting like this, Iruka-sensei.”
Now that was a wonderful idea. Something that Iruka would definitely vote for if only that was in his hands.
“Right.” He shook his head, glancing back to his place. “But was it really necessary to flood my apartment because of a burning toaster?” Iruka asked through clenched teeth. Kakashi’s eyes crinkled even more and Iruka was sure now the man was grinning behind his mask if he wasn’t before already.
“We like to be very thorough with these things. You know,” one of the eyes opened and focused on Iruka. “once a flame starts burning it’s really hard to extinguish.” The words along with the almost heated glance made Iruka’s breath catch in his throat, but soon enough Kakashi was grinning again.
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“No.” The answer is short and feels like it doesn’t leave any room for arguments. Goku had always a hard time picking up on things like that though.
“What do you mean, no?”
“We’re not letting some guy ‘with a jiggling belly when he laughs’ and has a hobby of trespassing into our house!” Goku’s mouth opens and closes for a moment, before he takes a deep breath. And people say he is the unreasonable one.
“It’s Santa Claus, Vegeta.” The unimpressed look Vegeta throws Goku’s way speaks volumes and Goku bites his lip.
“And I’m the prince of all Saiyans. And I still don’t go to other people's houses in the middle of the night without the intention of killing them all.” -
Gods and Monsters - short ficlets and inspirations by Tares (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: Justice League: Gods and Monsters (2015)
25 Jun 2020
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It’s a man – or perhaps not just a man. One of Hernan’s hands closes around the man’s neck, his grasp tightening more and more in warning until the man stops snarling and fighting against him. The guy is glaring up at him, his eyes red like blood and when Hernan lifts his other hand to peel back his top lip, he twists and jumps, his teeth closing mere inches away from Hernan’s fingers. It’s thanks to his reflexes and his inhuman speed that his hand’s still whole. But still - it was just a second, but Hernan saw it anyway. Those fangs.
So no, not just a man.
Something more. The guy twitches again and he must’ve gotten some of his bravery - or foolishness - back, because his hands clutch at Hernan’s arm, fingers digging into his skin. Hernan’s eyes narrow and he squeezes the hand on guy’s neck again, until the creature under him is gasping, the eyes roll back in its skull and the hands fall from Hernan’s sleeve. Only then does he allow his grip to loosen and he stands up, looking over the body that’s clothed in shredded, bloodied shirt.
Hernan wrinkles his nose.
The blood will have to go.
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It ought to be a joke.
The whole group was standing right next to the man and yet, they still looked at him as if they had no idea. They laughed and chatted when the guy was Kakarot, the simple yet good hearted guy that made Vegeta’s teeth hurt with the sweetness itself, and they looked up to him, admiring when the guy had his mask on. The mask that didn’t leave much to imagination at all! They kept saying how they were best of friends with the man, one of them actually had two children with him and yet… nothing. For fuck’s sake, either Kakarot was a really lucky shooter, or they had to sleep together so many times that the woman had to know him by the smell alone! And still nothing. Not even a glimpse of recognition.
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It's not about celebrating Halloween by ColdAtomHeadcanons
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
02 Nov 2019
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“Didn’t think you’d go along with this charade.” Leonard drawls from the doorway, his gaze focused on Ray and his arms crossed over his chest. It’s the stance that Sara calls defensive, closed off to the world, but Ray doesn’t see it that way any more. Leonard’s simply most comfortable that way.
“Why is that?” He asks with a small smile, pulling off the cowboy hat - the same he used the first time in the Wild West. From the same batch of clothes that Leonard, himself, is wearing.
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He has no idea. It is obvious in the way his hands are moving, fluttering really, explaining this or that theory. Leonard’s listening, but the words fly over him, not as important as the excited glint in Raymond’s eyes is, not as important as the almost smile on his lips, that aren’t stopping forming the words.
Really, Leonard should be sick of it, but instead he can’t hide his own little smile too well. He’s sure the time jumping must be messing up with his mind, otherwise there would be no way Leonard would find Raymond’s science-ing adorable.
… he’s going to have to make sure Lisa never finds out. Even though he has the feeling she’ll just know the moment Leonard takes his nerd home to her. After all, Lisa can read him almost like an open book, there is no way he could hide his affection for Raymond from her for very long.
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Not in a hurry by Tares (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: Justice League: Gods and Monsters (2015)
07 Aug 2018
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Hernan doesn’t notice right away. Maybe it’s because Kirk doesn’t shy away, doesn’t twitch and pull away from his touch. It’s only after the whole thing is over, after Kirk lost most of what he still had in this world, that Hernan gets the first glimpses.
There is no funeral - there are no bodies to bury after all - Kirk’s face set in stone, his eyes hidden behind the red glasses of his Batman uniform as he opens the small urn and lets its contents out. He doesn’t say anything. Instead he watches as what’s left of what was his best friend at one point gets snatched up by the wind, before getting lost forever.
Hernan doesn’t notice until Bekka steps forwards, touches Kirk’s shoulder and Kirk tenses, one of his fangs slipping through his bottom lip, tearing at it. It’s gone as soon as it appears though, and if Bekka noticed the way Kirk’s muscles pull she doesn’t say anything. Hernan doesn’t think much about it either - it ought to be the stress, the sadness and mourning Kirk’s going through.
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Every chapter is a different little fic or drabble from the tumblr, for the genre look up the title of the chapter :) I'll be naming them accordingly.
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Something’s shifting in the portal, slipping through. They don’t let it come too far in, something Ray’s sure Barry will tell them off for later, but they’ve seen too much, been through too much. They are firing, Firestorm, Mick and he but their guns, their shots don’t do much. They do nothing actually - the thing vanishes before their eyes, de-materializes, and even Mick’s flame goes right through it. The thing - person - alien - has their back to them though and it looks like he’s struggling with something or someone. There’s more shouting (Ray’s going to have nightmares about that, he’s sure) and the portal closes just as the alien man pulls his arms out of it. Then all falls quiet.
The alien - green, Martian, Ray’s mind supplies, as he remembers all the things that Kara and Barry talked about - turns around and looks at Ray. His eyes shine for a moment as his eyes slide up and down Ray’s body, before nodding slowly.
“Clark.” He says, his voice deep and lined with a touch of regret. “We seem to have gotten our timing a bit wrong.”
“Uhm… who?” Ray blinks and watches as the alien’s eyes narrow slowly, before he looks around.“Or the wrong Earth.”
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What an idiot by AtomwaveHeadcanons (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
11 Apr 2018
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Time has a way of correcting itself by ColdAtomHeadcanons for thebitterbeast
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
01 Jan 2018
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“Where’s the Boy Scout?” He asks, slowly. The feeling of dread is heavy in his stomach because something is wrong, he knows. He can’t see Raymond around – he can’t see the bird brains or their dear Captain either, but those wouldn’t care that much that Leonard is back. Raymond…. Raymond would. Because Raymond’s feeling guilty, Leonard knows, he always does, even when someone takes the choice away from him. He seems to be under the stupid impression that he’s supposed to be the next savior of the world and everyone’s lives. He and him alone is responsible for everything everywhere. It’s a problem the guy has – an issue that Hunter used when he was persuading him to join the team. Getting him to risk his life, because that was the big plan that Hunter had for Raymond. Or at least it feels that way, because everything, everything led them to the Occulus.
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Dating you by Tares (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, DCU
25 Dec 2017
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A superbat secret santa gift for time2pound.
“I hear it’s an Earth custom to find out what the other likes and work with the information accordingly.”
Clark doesn’t jump. He’s way too used to J’onn’s unexpected appearances though he wonders if he came from through floor or if Clark was that busy staring at Bruce again.
“Good thing we’re not normal.” Hal huffs. “There is no way Supes would have a chance otherwise. I swear the guy likes nothing at all.”
That’s not only not fair, it’s also wrong and Clark can’t keep his mouth shut.
“That’s not true at all. There is a lot of things he likes.”
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“What’s the point of this, Ray?” Sara asks groaning and judging by the way Mick is grimacing behind her, she’s not the only one who doesn’t want to be there. Raymond’s eyes are shining though, there’s this big smile on his face, the one that’s always there when the man believes he’s doing something good and helpful, even though Leonard’s sure it’s going to be pain for their team members.
He picks up his hot cocoa and slides down onto the sofa, settling in until he’s comfortable, his legs crossed at his knees and smirking behind his cup. Oh, this ought to be amusing. Especially since Raymond beams at both of them.
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Apparently, I don't like you by AtomwaveHeadcanons (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
23 Jul 2017
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“How can anyone not be afraid of love?” Mick grumbles, right after Ray told him about Amaya and Nate, about how disapproving he is, because they are both going to get hurt in the long run, but still happy that his teammates found something as important as what they are in each other.
“What?” Ray asks, half hoping he just heard wrong.
“Loves makes you stupid in the head.” Mick adds, the throat of the bottle inches away from his lips and snarl on his face.
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- Part 2 of Atomwave Headcanons
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Leonard blames Raymond. Raymond doesn’t say anything at all, because he’s stupid enough to think it’s not important. Or maybe he knows it’s important and that why he doesn’t say anything. Maybe he thinks it would get in the way of his being a hero, being a legend. Either way it’s far from smart, not to say a word.
It’s not smart and it gets on Len’s nerves because he didn’t notice. Not right away at least. There are the little things that Len doesn’t give too much thought to.
Like Palmer not listening unless Sara speaks or Rip gives him this glance. Then Palmer’s hanging at their every word, eyes focused. Sara, Len can understand. She’s a bit rough, but she’s smart under her instincts and every very now and then, when the mask of a strong killer falls she reminds Leonard of Lisa a little. -
Atomwave - ish drabbles by AtomwaveHeadcanons (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
22 Feb 2017
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My atomwave drabbles and missing scenes
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It still feels a bit surreal to have Raymond by his side, to have him look at Len with those eyes. To come to Len’s room even when uninvited, bringing dinner or cards with a little smile on his lips that says that he knows Len’s not going to throw him out.
Len wants to prove him wrong. He wants to stand up and show the guy out of the room, slam the door in his face, but the idiot would lean his head this or that way, blink at him with those stupidly big puppy eyes and Len’s gone. Especially since he knows the smile that’s going to follow Len letting him in, the wide and so utterly happy one.
As he’s sitting in the room with Raymond, the cards in between them and Raymond wiggling way too much, stealing glances at Len ever as often, and blushing lightly, when Raymond is so terrible, terrible at cheating, Len knows he’s gone.
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They don't have to by AtomwaveHeadcanons (ColdAtomHeadcanons)
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV)
14 Feb 2017
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Mick lifts an eyebrow. He doesn’t call Ray on his lie though, instead he walks over to the corner and pulls out a beer, before sitting next to Ray, throwing his feet on the table.
“That’s not going to help.” He huffs, motioning to Ray’s cup with his bottle, before taking a sip. “You want to sleep? Get drunk.”
Ray’s tempted. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to drink until he loses consciousness, until the world around him stops existing.