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emmizu:

Woot woot. The highly demanded second part to the laundromat au. You can find the first part here- [1] 

Again, thank you for all the support. You’re all lovely. 

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crawling-through-ashes:

Blue Beetle + Impulse Text Post Edition

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{bluepulse} Crossplay 

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Rating: 13+

Word Count: 1,458

Summary: There were certain things that made Jaime uncomfortable. Realizing he’d gone to his first convention dressed as a female character was one of those things.

Notes: For those who don’t know the Persona series, Bart is dressed as Rise and Jaime is dressed as Naoto, who can be seen here.

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If Young Justice were Glee {part one of idk} 

raibix:

Bluepulse and Wondermagic and I am just sorry.

Word Count: 484

Rating: Safe for all

Warnings: This is terrible in amazing ways and I can’t even.

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{bluepulse} Hot for Teacher 

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Rating: 14+

Word Count: 1,OO5

Summary: Mister Reyes was a regulation hottie— how could Bart NOT return the kiss? {student/teacher AU for 50-AUs challenge}

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mangosandstuff ASKED:
rule 63 bluepulse: bea being in control of jaime

raibix:

“I definitely didn’t see you as the type for this…” Jaime tested the strength of the cheap metal cuffs on her wrist, the chain rattling as she yanked on them.

“Yeah, well, maybe I’m not the innocent cutie everyone thinks I am.” Smirking, Bea leaned over from her position on top of her girlfriend, her lips brushing against the older teen’s neck. “Come on, it has to turn you on at least a little bit.”

“Hmm, I guess it kind of does.”

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chiquitace ASKED:
hmm bluepulse under water fun but someone plays lifeguard

raibix:

{ preemptively apologizing if this wasn’t what you were looking for! }

Kissing under water was over-glamorized, in Bart’s opinion. Either that or he wasn’t skilled enough and he needed to work on his sexy make out abilities.

Sadly, their kiss had been ended once he inhaled a little bit too much water, leading Jaime to drag his retching body out of the pool. Two hands pressed against his chest, forcing the water out of him. Bart choked for a few moments as he tried to clear his mind and recall everything that was going on and calm himself.

“That,” He took another stunted breath, “was so not crash! Ugh, I messed up our sexy pool date! We didn’t even get our shorts off!”

“Let’s just be happy you didn’t die.”

“I’ll be happy when I get my pool-mack on!”

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{bluepulse} Happy Birthday 

raibix:

Title: Happy Birthday — Love, Your ‘Cumslut’

Rating: 16+

Word Count: 880

Summary: It’s Jaime’s birthday and Bart wants to make their sexual adventures perfect for his boyfriend.

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I have a confession to make and it’s not something I’m proud of.

See, whenever Jaime and I hangout, I have this little tendency. Nothing major, I swear! But sometimes I like to cuddle. That doesn’t sound so bad, right? Well, maybe I’m a little too affectionate with her, even if she is my girlfriend.

It’s fairly apparent that Jaime’s chest is, ahh… nice, to say the least. Like, really nice and it makes an awesome pillow whenever I move in for a hug or a quick cuddle or anything really. They’re like fluffy clouds or something and once I move into them they just don’t want me to leave. Seriously, I think they have mind control powers. Like a vortex of titular doom!

In a good way, of course.

And bless Jaime, because I doubt most girls would be okay with what I’m doing. It started with a hug and a peck on the lips. Nothing major. We keep it PG most of the time—well, until we get behind closed doors, but you don’t need to hear about that! Then again, I guess I am venting to you about her amazing rack and that’s already weird, but… No, you don’t need more details.

The point is, everything was good until Jaime held on just a little bit tighter. Her hand cupped the back of my head and brought me in closer, until my face was pressed against her chest with no viable escape. I inhaled, enjoying the smell of the honeysuckle perfume she wore. It was my favorite and she knew that, so this was double the treat for me. I pressed my face against her as much as I could, getting comfortable as my arms tied around her, ensuring our embrace was at full sensual capacity.

Slowly her hands began to drift down, though, leaving me to push in closer in order to hold my position.

“Mmmm, you’re so comfy and amazing and God, I just love you.” A moan definitely left my lips, oops. Oh well, Jaime definitely didn’t seem to mind. She chuckled softly before leaning over and placing a kiss on the top of my head.

“Love you, too, mamacita, but are you done yet?” There was no malice or impatience in the question, though, meaning I had the chance to push my luck.

“Five more minutes ~”

“In five minutes you’ll be asleep, so why don’t we move this up to my room, alright? I think you can get a little more comfy in there.”

Damn, she had me there. Sighing, I pulled away from her before taking hold of her hand and intertwining our fingers.

“Fine, but only if you agree that it’s crash if I crash here tonight.”

“It’s ‘crash’, Bea, I promise.”

raibix:

I have a confession to make and it’s not something I’m proud of.

See, whenever Jaime and I hangout, I have this little tendency. Nothing major, I swear! But sometimes I like to cuddle. That doesn’t sound so bad, right? Well, maybe I’m a little too affectionate with her, even if she is my girlfriend.

It’s fairly apparent that Jaime’s chest is, ahh… nice, to say the least. Like, really nice and it makes an awesome pillow whenever I move in for a hug or a quick cuddle or anything really. They’re like fluffy clouds or something and once I move into them they just don’t want me to leave. Seriously, I think they have mind control powers. Like a vortex of titular doom!

In a good way, of course.

And bless Jaime, because I doubt most girls would be okay with what I’m doing. It started with a hug and a peck on the lips. Nothing major. We keep it PG most of the time—well, until we get behind closed doors, but you don’t need to hear about that! Then again, I guess I am venting to you about her amazing rack and that’s already weird, but… No, you don’t need more details.

The point is, everything was good until Jaime held on just a little bit tighter. Her hand cupped the back of my head and brought me in closer, until my face was pressed against her chest with no viable escape. I inhaled, enjoying the smell of the honeysuckle perfume she wore. It was my favorite and she knew that, so this was double the treat for me. I pressed my face against her as much as I could, getting comfortable as my arms tied around her, ensuring our embrace was at full sensual capacity.

Slowly her hands began to drift down, though, leaving me to push in closer in order to hold my position.

“Mmmm, you’re so comfy and amazing and God, I just love you.” A moan definitely left my lips, oops. Oh well, Jaime definitely didn’t seem to mind. She chuckled softly before leaning over and placing a kiss on the top of my head.

“Love you, too, mamacita, but are you done yet?” There was no malice or impatience in the question, though, meaning I had the chance to push my luck.

“Five more minutes ~”

“In five minutes you’ll be asleep, so why don’t we move this up to my room, alright? I think you can get a little more comfy in there.”

Damn, she had me there. Sighing, I pulled away from her before taking hold of her hand and intertwining our fingers.

Fine, but only if you agree that it’s crash if I crash here tonight.”

“It’s ‘crash’, Bea, I promise.”

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{bluepulse} Turn Ons 

raibix:

It’s a drabble. It’s been sitting around and finished for a month now. I just never posted it, so…. Right. It’s about Jaime’s turn ons.

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Anonymous ASKED:
jaime finding out that bea's ticklish. kissing (or what have you) ensues.

raibix:

“Ohmigosh, Jaime stop, I can’t breathe!” Bea squirmed on the bed, her back bearing down into the mattress as she tried to escape Jaime’s rapidly moving fingers. They skimmed her torso, moving lower and then higher, running from the top of her hips to her chest. Giggling, she yelped out, “Seriously ~ Stop!”

“Sorry, mamacita, but it’s my turn to have some fun. You can’t always get your way.” The older girl smiled at her girlfriend as her hands continued to roam. Who would have thought Bea was this ticklish? Well, at least it gave Jaime a way to torture the energetic minx.

“Ugh, but I can’t— ah!” Bea inhaled a desperate gasp of air, “I can’t breathe!”

“Somehow I think you’ll live.” Jaime laughed softly before leaning down to place a quick peck on Bea’s forehead. Bea moaned softly, uncomfortable but desiring more than the minor kiss she’d been given. “Maybe I’ll stop if you tell me you love me.”

“I-I love you, Jaime, now please stop!” Bea’s giggles and moans trailed off then as Jaime pulled her hands away from the young girl’s shaking frame. She panted for a minute before sitting up and taking hold of Jaime’s face. “That was not crash, you jerk.”

“Love you, too, Bea.” And then she cut Bea off with a kiss on the lips, sealing the distance between them in the process.

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quarantined-toxic-exposure-deac ASKED:
Rule 63!Bluepulse: Bea's a screamer in bed.
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Anonymous ASKED:
Lets get some rule 63 bluepulse boob action please. What happens when Jaime takes Bea to her room?

raibix:

Follw up to this ~

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summer-of-nonentity ASKED:
YAY so how about a prompt to the song "Jenny" by Studio Killers? :'D Can be Bart/Jaime or Bea/Jaime idm. :3

raibix:

The first thing Bea took was a zip-up sweater. It was two sizes too big, falling part way down her thighs and it constantly slid off her shoulders. The sweater was comfortable, though, and warm and it smelled so strongly of Jaime. Honeysuckle and pears and something that belonged to Bea’s best friend solely. No perfume could replicate it or bring Bea the same feeling of bliss deep in her chest.

Even so, though, she used her “scavenger’s rights” to take the older teen’s perfume. She’d sprayed it in her room, over her pillow and on her own wardrobe. It might not have been perfect, but it staved off the young girl’s constant need to be with Jaime. It made her feel as though she was at least close by, as though they were never truly apart, but most of all it allowed her to resist the urge to run to Jaime. She wouldn’t run to her, wrap her arms around her, and press their lips together.

But all of these actions didn’t go unnoticed— the stealing, that was. So far Bea was in the clear with her emotions. She could keep them contained. Just the few brief touches and hugs they shared were enough, if that was all they could be.

Bea made the mistake of wearing the sweater on one of their outings, though. To add to her dilemma, it was doused in the sweet smelling perfume. The puzzle pieces fit together in Jaime’s mind and suddenly she knew where all of her stuff had been disappearing to.

“Just tell me why, hermana. I won’t be mad if you just explain.”

“I…” Bea paused for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts and figure out a way to hide her affections with her answer. “I miss you when I’m at home. You’re my best friend, so I—”

“Bea, best friends don’t steal from one another. Junk food is one thing, but clothing and my personal belongings? That’s not okay.” Jaime placed a hand on her hip, staring the younger woman down, “So why did you really steal everything?”

“I like you, okay? And I do miss you, so I took your sweater because it smells like you and I took the perfume so that I could feel like you were near me and everything I took was because I like you and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship!”

After her outburst there was a moment of silence. Bea couldn’t meet Jaime’s eyes, keeping them cast to the floor in embarrassment. But then there was a sigh and Bea’s focus snapped up to her older friend.

“You could have just told me that, hermana. It’s not like I haven’t been dropping hints left and right about how I feel about you.” Jaime tried to remain serious, but a smile was beginning to play at her lips.

“Wait, you like me? Since when?!” The outburst filled the room. Bea took a quick step forward, entering Jaime’s personal space. The El Paso teen placed a hand on her shoulder, keeping her from pressing up too close.

“Well the crush was always there— not for any good reason, but you are pretty cute, so…” She sighed, “But if you stop stealing from me, maybe we could see where this might go?”

Omigosh, yes, crash!” And then Jaime found herself unable to keep Bea back, as the young girl threw her arms around her best friend and squealed with joy.

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{bluepulse} Souls in Tandem - part one 

raibix:

Chapter Title: Birth of Love

Rating: All Ages

Word Count: 864

Notes: So this might seem confusing at first. This is a reincarnation AU that will be told in a series of drabbles. In this part, Jaime is Jahi and Bart is Bast. It takes place in Ancient Egypt, so name changes were mandatory. Just keep that in mind as you read ~ c:

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