ATTNTION!
Okay, so in English we're doing a project where I have to create a superhero. I have to draw the costume as well as a picture of my superhero.
I've decided that I'm naming my hero David Rodriquez (get it).
His SUPERHERO name is Cliste. (Clist-aye)
Since I can't draw at all...I'm BEGGING that someone help!
And if you guys are at least willing to do some line art I'd be grateful!
Spread this like wild fire if you can.
I'm just looking for what you guys think David would look like at 17 years old.
His power is Telekinesis.
You guys can decided his colors. (I'm thinking Blue and Black)
But...seriously. If you guys are interested please tell me! PLEASE!
Anybody who at least tries will receive something; a fanfic about ANYTHING YOU WANT!
PLEASE HELP ME!
The first time Jaime comes back home, it isn't because of a mission like he promised.
It's not because of thanksgiving, or because of hi sister's birthday.
It's not because he was called in to go undercover.
The first time Jaime comes back home...is for Christmas and new year.
The Hispanic had broken his promise of seeing his boyfriend as much as possible due to the rigorous college life he was living, and had practically cut himself off from everyone.
Today would be the first day anyone would see Jaime in well over four months.
Bart hadn't gone to California upon Jaime's request and was anxious to see how time had treated his boyfriend.
The redhead was helping Jaime's mother with a large sack of flour when the sound of the front door opening cut through the quiet house.
"Ama? Milagro? I'm home!" Jaime's voice is just slightly lower, but it still has the rumble and warmness that makes Bart shiver.
"Jaime!" Bart practically throws the bag he's holding onto the counter before he's speeding towards the ebony haired boy.
Jaime wasn't prepared for his boyfriend's greeting. Thus throwing him up against the front door whilst the redhead crushed him in a tight hug.
"Jaime! Imissedyou! Ihaven'tseenyouinsolong!" Bart rambles into his neck and he burrows into Jaime's body.
"Bart! Chill, Hermano!" Jaime chuckles and hugs the boy back tightly. "I missed you too." Jaime sighs and pecks Bart's temple gently.
" Dude!" Bart gasps and pulls back in shock.
Jaime's sporting a Henley and blue jeans...but his new style isn't what shocks Bart.
What throws the red head off is the fact that Jaime's hair is shaggy and there's stubble on his jaw that was never there before.
"I take it you don't like it?" Jaime sighs and rubs his chin self cautiously.
"It's just...Well I mean-"
"Jaime!" they're interrupted by the sound of squeals and giggles and suddenly Jaime's being dragged off into the kitchen.
Bart can't shake the odd feeling from his stomach as the day is spent with Jaime telling stories of college.
And it's not until they're up in Jaime's old room that they're finally able to talk.
"You haven't said a word to me." Jaime comments as he crawls under the covers.
"I haven't had the chance, Jaime. You were busy with your family; they missed you just as much as I did."
"Bart." Jaime whines before reaching over and pulling Bart down onto the bed and into his arms. "I've missed you so much."
"Really?" Bart asks with a small smile, enjoying the feeling of Jaime's slightly bigger biceps and his firm chest.
"Really. Do you have any idea how hard it's been?"
"I have a pretty good one, yeah." Jaime only chuckles and pecks Bart's neck lovingly. "I missed you too, dummy."
"Since when do you say that?"
"I've been spending way too much time with Garfield." Bart chuckles and squeak in shock when he's turned to face Jaime.
"So...what's been going on?"
"The usual; training, missions, arguing."
"Kaldur?"
"Back and in action."
"Artemis?"
"With Wally, being the controlling blonde she is."
"Nightwing?"
"Still a snarky older brother."
"Conner?"
"Happier."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, shocked us too!"
"Miss M?"
"Dumped lagann a few months back."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah, we were all there."
"Geez."
"What about you?"
"waiting for a call every day." Bart sighs and smiles slightly when Jaime attacks him with apologies.
"It's fine Jaime!"
"No it's not! I've been a horrible boyfriend, and don't deny it!"
"Alright, so you haven't been here for a while."
"I should always be here."
"You're growing up, Jaime."
"...how did you grow up in four months?" Jaime asks with a raised eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"When I left, you were a paranoid little red head. Now you're buff, mature, and sexy. What happened?"
"I turned seventeen?" Bart chuckles when Jaime's eyes widen.
"Crud! I forgot. I'm sorry-"
"It's fine."
"No it isn't, Bart."
"Jaime...do you want to make it up to me?"
Bart watches Jaime nod furiously and smiles as the ebony sits up slightly.
"Tomorrow...go to the barber...and get a hair cut. And while you're at it, shave!" Bart laughs at Jaime's shocked face.
"Thanks for being subtle!"
"You look like a homeless man, Jaime."
"Shut up! I spent the past months studying! Not worrying about my looks!"
""Okay, okay." Bart sighs and leans forward to catch his boyfriend's lips between his own.
"God I needed that." Jaime sighs just as he deepens the kiss.
They're careful not to make many sounds, but they're also sure to release the sexual tension that was eating them at them both.
And it's only when they're sated and snuggling under the covers that Bart finally starts talking to Bart the way they used to.
"So...about the whole shaving part."
"Yes, you have to." Bart smiles.
"Why?"
"It hurts my skin."
"You're just jealous you can't grow facial hair."
"I'm actually very grateful of the fact."
"You don't like facial hair?"
"Hate it."
"I'll shave tomorrow, then."
"Thanks, Jaime."
With that, they fall asleep in each other's arms.
And when they wake up, they're still clinging to one another.
And honestly...neither would have it any other way.