#Mon el x oc
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Forever Valentine
Mon-El of Daxum
Summary: Fluff, light romance, supergirl characters
AURORA’S POV
“Mon-El.” I whisper sleepily, keeping my eyes closed as I shuffle over toward the warmth as it’s slowly been drawn away from me.
“Right here.” I sigh contently when I hear his response, resting my head back onto his chest as I feel my eyes getting heavier once again. “Go back to sleep, sleeping beauty.”
A small smile makes its way onto my lips at the nickname, and I hum slightly in response, possibly incoherent as I let myself fall back asleep, the warmth once again taking over.
MON-EL’S POV
I smile down at the girl laying against me, her head on my chest as I hear her soft, gentle breaths while she sleeps.
How did I manage to get so Lucky?
Sitting still, not wanting to disturb her once again, I lay there, bringing my free arm up to her head and letting my hand gently run through her hair.
The sound of my phone ringing cuts into the silence, and I immediately cringe, not wanting to disturb Aurora anymore than I already had.
As I’m about to reach for my phone, her left arm moves up to my chest, her hand gripping onto my shirt and tugging slightly as if she was holding on for her life.
Sighing, I place my hand over where hers was gripping my shirt, hoping to ease whatever was running through her mind as I grab my phone off the bedside table.
“Hello?” I whisper groggily into the speaker.
“Mon-El! Buddy!” Winn’s voice travels across the phone. “Why do you sound like you just woke up?”
“Well Winn, because I practically just did.”
“Oh, shit, sorry man.” He huffs lightly on the other end of the line.
“No problem. Is everything alright?” I ask, keeping my voice down.
“Yes, well no.”
“Details Winn.”
“Right, yes, okay. So I know it’s the day of love and all that Jazz and technically you were given off for the day, but J’onn needs you to come in.” I shut my eyes for a moment, thinking over his words before speaking.
“Any clue what it’s about?”
“Something about some alien from Daxum? Does that sound like a possibility?”
“At this point Winn, I wouldn’t even question if you told me you were an alien too.”
“Unfortunately, I’m not. Though it would be cool to have some sort of powers, and a cool background story.” He rambles on, making me chuckle softly. “Yeah anyways, when can you get here?”
“I just need to get out of bed, give me ten minutes, fifteen at max.”
“Okay, see you soon man.” With that, I hang up the call, sighing as I look down at Aurora.
“‘M sorry gorgeous, I’ll be back soon.” I unclasp her hand from my shirt, pulling back and sliding a cushion into my spot to replace where I was laying.
I quickly move around the room and into bathroom, getting ready as quickly and quietly as possible before walking back into my room.
I walk back over to the bed, leaning down to place a kiss on Aurora’s forehead before leaving the room and making my way over to the DEO’s headquarters.
- - -
“Okay, I’m here!” I announce, landing on the porch as I make my way down the steps and towards the mainframe of computers.
“Woah, that was quick.” Winn spins around in his chair to face me.
“Part of the job man, is it not?”
“Yeah, sorry about making you leave Aurora by the way.” His eyes flash with sympathy and I just shake my head slowly.
“She’s still sleeping, hopefully I’ll be back before she’s up, but don’t sweat it okay?”
“Noted. No sweating it.” I can’t help but laugh at his words. “Wanna quick brief before the others show up?”
“Hit me.”
With that, he spins his chair back round, his fingers flying over the keys, and in a matter of seconds, an imagine is being displayed on the main screen.
“That’s a-“
“A Xyled.”
“You’re familiar with it?”
“Yeah, they used to attack quite a lot, back on Daxum.”
“Mon-El, thanks for coming in.” At the sound of the voice, I turn away from the screen and walk over to the platform table in the middle of the room.
“Always here to help J’onn, you know that.”
“Kara was able to identify that this creature was from Daxum, but that’s about it.” I turn to look over at her, seeing her nod in agreement to J’onn’s words.
“I only ever heard of them from my parents, I suppose having the expert here is our best bet at getting more information.” She smiles at me, and I nod in understanding.
“What can you tell us about this Xyled creature?” J’onn asks, leaning forward against the platform.
“They’re known for their violence, they do not care what they destroy or who they hurt, they just want to do whatever they aim to do.”
“Oh, we’ll that’s just great.” Kara perks up sarcastically, making me chuckle. “Talk about a Valentine’s Day gift.”
“They used to lead constant attacks against the Royal Family back on Daxum.”
“So what are they doing here?” One of the agents pipes up.
“They must have survived after the Daxamite invasion. Probably been in hiding somewhere, waiting to attack.”
“Has it attacked yet?”
“Yep, about three hours ago at Queen’s park, another an hour ago at the Royal Mandarin, center of national city.” Winn recites, looking down at his tablet.
“That’s no coincidence. Mon-El, you said something about them attacking the Royal Family?”
“That was their goal. Ultimate destruction of the monarchy I suppose.”
“It’s attacking places that it could possibly find some type of Royalty.”
I watch as Winn pulls up a video of the attack on the screen, watching the Xyled rampage through a park, scaring tons of innocent people.
“Not some type, it’s hunting me.” I say breathlessly, hearing the alien shout my name in it’s language right before it runs away. “It just called me out.”
“You can speak their language?” Kara asks curiously, getting a nod in response.
“Yeah, my parents forced me to learn a lot of languages when I was younger. Guess they did something right.” I shrug, leaning my forearms against the platform. “So what’s the plan?”
“I think maybe you should sit this one out Mon-El.” Alex speaks up, and I immediately disagree.
“No, she’s right. If the creature is hunting you, you should stay as far away as possible.” Kara says, agreeing with her sister.
“That’s not what heroes do. You taught me that.” I stare back at her, watching her intently, until she gives in and nods.
“They do have a point though.” Winn speaks up, and I release a sigh. “Maybe it’s best if you go back home and stay with Aurora.”
“If I don’t go out there and stop this thing, it’s only going to come find me and I can never risk it hurting Aurora. We have to capture it, and I have an idea.”
“Go ahead.” J’onn nods his head, encouraging me to share the plan.
“I’ll go in as bait, then you guys come in as backup once I’ve cornered it.”
“Mon-El, are you sure this is a good idea? You said they were extremely violent.” Alex pipes up, being the voice of logic for all of us.
“I can handle it, besides, I have you guys incase anything goes wrong.”
———
“NOW ALEX!” I Shout, watching as she stuns the alien with a net, allowing J’onn to run up and cuff it in DEO hand cuffs.
“Choi ulo senot.
NEM-OR KLYUMSOKLYMSO EH JUZAN“
They’re coming.
MON-EL PRINCE OF DAXUM
A shiver runs down my spine as the creature whispers sharply at me.
They?
“Good job Mon-El.” J’onn says, walking up to pat me on the shoulder. “Now, I heard there’s a certain someone waiting for you back home.”
A smile spreads across my face at the thought of finally being able to go home to my girl.
“There is, thanks for the back-up J’onn. Call me if there are any more violent aliens on the loose.”
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I finally make my way back into my apartment, unlocking the door to find Aurora wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, with a book resting in her lap.
Her head snaps up at the sound of the door clicking behind me, and my heart races as her eyes flash with relief when they meet my own.
“Hi there sleeping beauty.” I smile softly, making my way over to the couch. “How’d you sleep?”
“Hi handsome.” I see her lips pout slightly, making my heart pang with guilt, yet I know it was unintentional. “You weren’t there when I woke up.”
“I know gorgeous, I’m sorry, duty called.” I speak softly, moving over to crouch down in front of where she sat on the couch. “I hope you can forgive me.”
“You’re back with me and safe, so that’s all I can really ask for.” My heart swells at her words and I smile at her.
I hold up the bouquet of lilac roses I had picked up along the way back, watching her eyes light up with adoration at the sight of them.
“Mon-El!” She tosses her book aside, wrapping her arms around my neck as she pulls me into a hug. “They’re so beautiful, thank you.”
“I’m glad you like them Aurora.” I whisper softly, pulling back until my lips were hovering just above hers.
“More than.” She takes initiative, moving her face forward until our lips collided, moving perfectly against one another.
“Happy Valentine’s Day Sleeping Beauty.”
#mon el x kara#mon el#mon el of daxam#daxam#daxamite#kryptonian#krypton#romance#love#fluff#OC#supergirl#alex danvers#j’onn j’onzz
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SUPERGIRL MASTERLIST
WINN SCHOTT x MON-EL
The Music Meister is Back (And This Time It’s GAY)
Summary: Mon-El and Winn are bi disasters, and it may just take come cosmic intervention for them to finally get together. (COMPLETE)
Chapter 1 — A day in the life of Jack Kelly
Chapter 2 — Post Traumatic Musical Disorder
WINN SCHOTT x OC
Hidden Lives
Summary: Liliana “Lily” Luthor has spent her entire life hiding from her family's legacy, but when National City’s kryptonian reveals herself. Lily worries that her family will soon follow. Secrets are flying and danger is rife in National City. When the lines drawn between friend, family, and alien begin to blur, how do you know who you are? And what do you do when that may be different from who you’re destined to be? In the midst of it all is Winn. The cute IT guy helping Supergirl. After she traces a hack back to him it seems like things can only go uphill from there. But when it’s time for her own secrets to come out, how will they affect those closest to her?
Chapter 1 — New Hero
Chapter 2 — Unusual Meeting
Chapter 3 — Supergirl
Chapter 4 — Alien A Mano (And Unlikely Bar Companions)
Chapter 5 — Becoming The Hero
Chapter 6 — A Truth Among Lies
Chapter 7 — Rising Stakes (Coming Soon)
#dc#dc comics#dc tv#dctv#superigrl#Winn schott#Winn schott x mon el#winn Schott x oc#kara danvers#Alex danvers#Hank Henshaw#J'onn J'onzz#lena luthor
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date?
Pairing: Charles LeClerc x Hamilton!OC
Genre: Slice of Life; Fluff
Word Count: 3.3k
Warning: Mild Language.
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: PSA there will be no French hear unless it's a pet name or I love you.
A knock on her door makes Iman jump. In the process a bit of the lip gloss she was applying gets on her chin. Panic fills her and she quickly grabs a tissue and blots it away.
“One second,” she calls out.
Iman would love to say that all her nervous energy was because she needs to touch up her make-up quickly, but it was there long before that. It’d been there since she’d woken up from her nap. She’d opted out of the late lunch she’d been invited to, claiming she was tired and needed a bit to recharge. Which hadn’t been a lie, but it also wasn’t the complete truth. Iman needed alone time to pull herself together and scream into her pillow.
The giddy schoolgirl behavior was back.
There was a part of her that still hated that feeling, but she’d also started to embrace it. Most of her relationships didn’t come with it. That didn’t mean the ones that did were amicable at all, but for some reason she felt like this time it made sense. This time it was okay to fall into her emotions, even if the potential bad outcome comes true.
As soon as the thought enters, even though it’s not sending her into a spiral, she pushes it out. Going into this with only thoughts of the good, while being realistic is what she needed to do. Even if things ending badly, was a realistic possibility.
With a tap of her setting powder and then a light mist, she gets herself up from the seat in front of the vanity and grabs her purse from the bench near the door. Her gaze flits over the mirror on the other side of the door and she walks toward it. One thing she isn’t nervous about is her outfit.
The olive-green dress she chose fits her well up top and flares perfectly at the bottom, stopping just below her knee. It’s her favorite color to wear and she’s full of herself enough that she knows that others agree with her choice. However, the one area where she’s a little hesitant is the shoes. Why she packed stiletto length heels she was unsure, but they work and that’s all that mattered.
A deep breath, an adjustment on how the bottom half of her braids not in an updo, and then she opens the door.
Unconsciously she takes a sharp inhale. When Charles looks up at her he does the same. It stops some of the burning in her cheeks, but she could see the rosiness forming on his face immediately. He looks bashful and that comforts her for some reason.
“Hi,” she says.
Not enough to get her to say something better than that though.
“Hi. You look… beautiful, mon ange.” He sounds a little breathless.
However, that isn’t what she focuses on. No, her brain is fixated on the term of endearment. Fixated on him calling her his angel. Iman is sure that the burn in her cheeks is enough to be visible. But she hopes her blush is hiding it. Being this flustered is a little embarrassing.
“Thank you. You look handsome.”
The statement could easily just be a throw away compliment since he gave her one, but Iman means it. Her eyes scan him from head to toe, his combination of brown slacks and a cream ribbed button up makes her warm in a different way. Her eyes meet his again and he his lips are quirked in a smirk and there’s a fire in his eyes.
A second passes with them just staring at each other, then Charles extends his hand. Iman takes it without a second or first thought. Their fingers lace together, and Charles nods his head toward the elevators.
“We shouldn’t miss our reservation.”
Iman nods and they begin to walk.
Silence fills the space between them, but it’s comfortable. Once inside the elevator she thinks Charles will let go, but he holds her hand firmly. Not giving a single sign, he plans to release her. Even as one of her fingers taps against the back of his hand due to her mild fear of being trapped in an elevator. Something that came from getting trapped in an elevator once with Logan.
He leads her out of the elevator once the doors open, squeezing tight for a second.
The only times he’s been in front of her is to motion her forward in a lady first gesture. Something she doesn’t need for a date but feels good.
Though the usual move was to rent a house on vacation, everyone thought a new resort that had everything you could want on the property was a good idea. So, from the moment they exit the hotel to their arrival at the restaurant only five minutes will pass.
The first minute is with more silence, but then suddenly Iman is pressed against Charles’ side. Her eyes go wide, and she turns her head to look up at him, but then she feels a whoosh of air. She turns her head just in time to see a golf cart going too fast.
Shock is the word that best fits her as she watches the cart until it disappears. Then she looks to Charles again. Despite their impending danger just moments ago he seems very calm. Too calm.
“Did you set that up, Charlie?”
“What do you mean?” Confusion takes hold of his features.
“Your saving the damsel in distress moment?”
His confusion only seems to grow, and she watches as he opens his mouth to reply, then closes it. An expression that Iman would call a little arrogant replaces the confusion.
“Are you a damsel in distress, mon ange?”
Iman purses her lips in thought, then bats her lashes at him.
“Maybe.”
Charles leans in close and whispers in her ear, “Then I will save you whenever you need it.”
Involuntary shivers run down her spine and from the growing smirk she knows that Charles noticed it. Her immediate response is to fall into a shy persona, but she steels herself, this time being the one to whisper in his ear.
“I’ll hold you to it.”
There’s a mild shift in expression, but he manages to keep it off his face.
“We have to go. Don’t want to be late, remember?” she says.
Charles clears his throat and nods, leading them to the restaurant. This silence is more tension filled than before. The kind of tension that Iman enjoys.
But because she knows that he’s already flustered she doesn’t do anything to get him even more riled up. Just holds his hand until they get to the entrance of the restaurant. Her hand goes to push open the door, but Charles beats her to it. He gives her a look that she’s sure is about the audacity of her opening the door herself and then guides her in by the small of her back.
This resort has quite a few F1 fans on staff, so it doesn’t shock Iman when the host’s face lights up and he gestures for them to follow him without a word said. He leads them through the half full restaurant and to a table that isn’t completely separate from everything else but has some level of privacy.
Charles pulls the chair out for her, and she sits, her hands itching to look at the menu, but she waits until he’s seated and the host leaves. Iman’s hand reaches out to grab the menu, but it’s gone and in Charles’ hands before she can. She opens her mouth, ready to ask what he’s doing, but that’s paused by the waiter arriving with water and taking the drink orders. Before he leaves Charles promises they’ll have their orders ready for when he comes back.
So, instead of saying anything Iman looks at Charles with a raised brow. One of his hands extends across the table and takes her’s. He looks into her eyes and she almost melts.
“I know what you want,” he says.
Immediately she wants to be apprehensive, but she doesn't give into that. Yes, people could be different when a romantic relationship is on the table, but Charles sat through an hour rant about a date with someone who ordered for her and then ate half her food while she was in the bathroom.
“Go on,” Iman says.
“They have wagyu here.”
All funny feelings fled her at once and she could feel giddiness building up in her.
“And a asparagus dish similar to…”
A soft sound of joy escapes her, cutting him off. The mention of two of her favorite things is all she needs to hear. Without thinking she gets out of her seat and goes to his side. She takes his head in her hands and leans down, kissing him in a way that isn’t soft, but also not intense.
When she pulls away Charles looks breathless again. And for a moment Iman thinks about doing it again but sees their waiter out of the corner of her eye and moves back to her seat.
“What did I do to deserve that?” he asks when the waiter leaves.
“Listen.”
“That is all it takes?”
Iman knows he’s teasing her. They’ve had many conversations about the bar being in hell. Though he says it’s much deeper than that.
“I also just wanted to kiss you.”
“You are welcome to any time, mon ange.”
Embarrassment for her reaction to that or her reactions at all is nowhere to be found. Maybe it will turn up when she’s trying to sleep at night, but Iman has no regrets. Charles is a man she’s liked for longer than she’d care to admit and like she told herself in her hotel room, she’s allowing her elevated emotions to be what they are. She’ll mellow out.
Neither say anything else, taking a moment to taste their drinks. Wine isn’t her favorite thing, but she likes the red wine she chose. She hadn’t specified what kind, and the waiter didn’t ask. It worked in her favor.
Throat clearing and she’s looking at Charles again.
“Do you like it?’
“Surprisingly, yes.”
“Good.”
“Do you want to try it?”
Charles’ eyes widen. “Oh no, mon…”
The glass is already outstretched to him, he hesitates, but takes it after a few seconds. Iman watches intently as his lips press to the rim and he takes a small sip. And then another. And then for a third time.
“Hold on now, I didn’t say you could drink it all.”
Her hand beckons for him to give it back and he takes one last sip then hands it over. There’s a pout taking shape, but Iman refuses to be swayed by it.
“Put that lip away before I bite it. Order your own.”
Brows are raised at the word bite, and he doesn’t stop the pouting. In fact, he exaggerates it.
“Sharl…” she warns.
That brings a smile and she can’t help but roll her eyes, before smiling as well.
Time either moved quickly or the staff did, because two waiters approach with their meals a second later. They’re both covered until the plates are on the table and a man is now no longer what Iman is salivating over.
“Thank you,” they say as the waiters leave.
Once they’re gone Iman takes no cues from Charles, just picks up the smallest piece of her already cut steak and fights a moan. It’s nearly perfect and it’s been a while since she’d had it.
Her next step is tasting the asparagus. There’s a little surprise in the restaurant having it whole, the only time she sees them in an up-scale restaurant is usually as a barely there part of the meal.
The moment she touches her tongue her eyes go wide and she takes another bite immediately. This time something akin to a moan almost comes out, but there’s another piece in her mouth before she can release it.
“That is almost the taste exactly,” Iman says.
“I don’t believe I have asked you, why do you enjoy those so much?”
Iman puts down the cutlery and takes a sip of her wine.
“Lewis was, and still is, a terrible cook. But that didn’t stop my mother from leaving me with him for a week while she worked. I only knew the basics and that got tiring after a while. So, I begged him to make something fancier. He caved, we went to the store and grabbed anything. Then we got home and it was a disaster trying to figure things out. Burned chicken, burned chocolate lava cake, and somehow burned mashed potatoes. Asparagus is the only thing that we managed not to burn and we’d just thrown random spices on them before roasting so we were terrified. But we agreed it was the best vegetable eating experience we’d ever had. Took weeks to figure out how to recreate it.
“And then he went vegan on me. So, it became one of the few shared favorite dishes we have.”
Charles appears thoughtful. There was some eating here and there - from both of them - as Iman spoke, but she had his full attention the entire time.
“Ah. I will admit that this love you have for it is still confusing to me, but I understand. Now, how did you come to love such an expensive cut of cow?”
Soft laughter escapes Iman because of his phrasing.
“For one of my birthdays, Lewis just showed up and said we were going to Japan. I’d always wanted to, but mom refused to let him just jet me here and there because it would spoil me or something. As if he didn’t in every other way,” Iman rolls her eyes. “But anyway, we went and did all the touristy things, ate ramen in small towns, and bought way too much in all the districts of Tokyo. Then we went to a restaurant that was just the fanciest place I’d ever seen. It was a kind of place that had a set menu.
“I wasn’t all that sure about trying the wagyu when it came out redder than I liked, but he convinced me and it was the best steak I’d ever eaten. We still had a week after that and I convinced him four more times to take me to places with wagyu, but I refused to have anything but the best. That’s the first and only time he’s cut off my spending. Which is fair. I was at risk of actually putting a dent in his bank account if I got my way.”
A fondness fills Iman and she thinks back to the chaos and fun of that trip.
“So should I raise my price when I go into contract negotiations to prepare for this addiction of yours?” he asks, laughing.
“If you like me, happy.”
“Then I will do just that.”
Iman was uncertain if he was joking or not, but there was this look in his eye that made her think he might not be.
Instead of addressing that she continues to eat her meal. They speak here and there about the things they loved in life. There’s a lot of focus on Iman getting back into dancing and Charles wanting to release more music.
“Why not release a single? Get the fans excited.” Iman asks
“I have nothing ready.”
“I’ve heard your “unfinished” music before, it’s great. You’re just too in your head.”
“Perhaps.”
Two waiters arrive to take their plates and then leave quickly. As if scared to linger longer than necessary.
“Dessert?”
Lips pursed, Iman shakes her head. “Hm… I usually wouldn’t say no, but I don’t know if I can manage.”
“We could share?”
Iman thinks it over, she knows that she’ll have to satisfy the sweet treat craving later if she doesn’t now. Which is fine, but she kind of wants to know what the restaurant has to offer.
“Okay.”
Hand not even halfway up and the waiter is at their table.
“What can I help you with?” he asks.
“One of your chocolate mousses, please.”
“Only one, sir?
“Yes, we will share.”
Their waiter pulls a face. “I’m sorry sir, are you sure? The mousse is quite small.”
Charles looks at me and I turn toward the waiter.
“Two of them, please.”
The waiter nods and is gone as fast as he arrived.
They continue talking about everything under the sun and just like their food, the mousse is there before they know it. And when they see it, their understanding of what small means is very clear.
“No wonder they provide such small spoons, trying to make people think it’s more than two scoops,” Iman says.
Nothing else is said and they dig in. It takes them both three spoonfuls to be done with it, confirming that Iman will need to order something from room service anyway.
“Ready to go?” Charles asks.
“Yes.”
He leaves the table and returns a minute later with his hand outstretched.
Iman takes it and rises from her seat and allows him to lead her out of the restaurant. The sun is much lower in the sky and so the walk is much slower than it was before. Their hands lightly swing between them.
When they reach Iman’s room she thinks it’s too soon, despite turning a five-minute walk into twenty.
Stalling, she turns to face him and just stares. Charles does the same thing. Then he’s creeping closer and closer, until Iman’s back is flush against her door. One of his hands slips to her waist and the other cups her face. He angles her head up and then his lips are on her’s. They’re soft and taste of chocolate. It’s gentle to start, but Iman wraps her arms around him, trying to pull him closer and it takes a turn.
They part for a moment and then Iman puts a hand in his hair and pulls him back in. Her teeth graze his lip, he shivers. So, she does it again, but instead of a graze it’s a bite.
A haze comes over her. As they finally pull away and she doesn’t know how long they’ve been at it, but she hears voices and doesn’t want to get in trouble for indecent acts in public.
“I should probably…” she trails, hitching a thumb at her door.
Charles clears his throat and loses some of that spacy look he has going on.
“Yes, you need your rest. We have an early morning.”
“Someone really should have stopped that Florida man from booking a sunrise breakfast boat ride and then snorkeling.”
Laughter. “I am sure it will be fun.”
“I hope so.”
Seconds tick by with neither of them doing anything. Then the voices get closer and Iman rediscovers sense.
“So… good night, Sharl.”
“Good night, mon ange.”
They lean in and kiss again, but it’s more of a peck. Then he watches as she unlocks the door and goes into her room. She waves at him as she closes the door.
Inside her room Iman stands perfectly still as she counts down thirty seconds, hoping that he’s on the elevator. She reaches thirty and she grabs a pillow from the love seat in her room and screams into it.
“Hell yes,” she shouts.
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Every second since Charles kissed Iman at her door has been like he’s floating on a cloud. His every moment is almost autopilot and when he breaks from his stupor for a second or two, he can’t remember when he changed into his pajamas or dimmed the lights.
Standing in front of the bathroom sink so he can brush his teeth, his eyes meet the reflection and he sees a dopey smile on his face. Not that he hasn’t known it was there this entire time. But seeing it is different. It confirms something for him.
He’s not going to let this slip away.
That’s not the thing he’s confirmed though, but he can’t find it in himself to address it. It feels too fast.
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Ch.11: Bitter and Sweet
Story Masterlist ◦ Anais’ Masterlist ◦
Also on: Fanfic • Ao3
Pairing: Winn Schott x OFC
Taglist: @ocappreciationtag @arrthurpendragon @anotherunreadblog @maaaaarveeeeel @stareyedplanet @foxesandmagic @kmc1989
If you’d like to be a part of this OC’s work/edits, let me know!
James gave a light knock on Anais' office door and stepped inside, wearing a bigger smile than usual. Of course, ever since he put Snapper in his place - leaving both men to their respective job roles - who wouldn't be happy?
"What can I do for you Mr. Boss?" Anais pushed her chair closer to her desk, putting her hands on her desk.
"I just sent a reporter to the Children's Hospital new building to see what we can get for an article so I need the pictures to go along with it."
"Oh, great!" Anais winced when she heard her own words. "Not like that! I meant — I'm happy to take the assignment before I lose my mind!"
James chuckled. "I take it Winn is still fixing your suit, then?"
Anais glared at nothing in particular but it was a deep glare nonetheless. "Yup," she muttered and got up from her chair.
Winn had kept his word about not letting her go out in the field until she told the DEO — primarily J'onn, Kara and Alex — about Cadmus' threat. It drove Anais up the wall that she wasn't able to convince him otherwise and the use of the physical threats was no good either as she would have to explain to everyone else why she suddenly decided to kill their friend. So, until she decided to tell the truth, Winn was basically holding her suit hostage.
To everyone else, he was just mending her suit.
"And how's Mon-El doing?" James curiously asked since he hadn't stopped by the DEO in a while. He only knew what he was told.
"Kara and him are learning to get along-ish," Anais said, "And we're testing Mon-El's abilities too. See what he can and can't do. He's not leaving the DEO for a while, I'm assuming. Poor guy must be going crazy too."
J'onn had given the order to test Mon-El in every possible way to deduce the danger he could post if left unsupervised. Winn was put in charge of monitoring him and recording the results to later discuss together.
Anais could only imagine the frustration Mon-El would be feeling soon since he'd already been cooped up in the DEO for days now and training since then. Maybe she could help in some way, she thought before leaving the office.
~ 0 ~
Anais walked down the street before the hospital site, adjusting her clothes and hair since she'd basically sped there from CatCo. As she approached the site, she began to smell the after scent of burnt rubber and metal, along with the horrible sight of the crumbled hospital.
"Oh, what happened here?" She stopped in front of the yellow tape keeping civilians away.
"Aliens happened," a familiar voice answered. Anais whipped her head to the right and saw Lena Luthor approaching her.
"Miss Luthor," Anais smiled politely, "I didn't expect to see you here."
"Yeah," Lena nodded. "No one expects to see a Luthor at accident sites unless they caused it." There was a brief moment of silence before she added, "And just so we're clear, I didn't cause this."
"I didn't think you did," Anais clarified for the woman's sake. "So what is Miss Luthor doing here, though?"
"Please, it's just Lena, I told you," the black-haired woman sighed. "And I was one of the investors of this building. It was brand new when it was destroyed."
"Millions of dollars lost, I assume," Anais gazed at the crumbled building. She could still see some leftover melted medical equipment peeking from under the walls.
"Oh please, it's not about the money," Lena set her hands on her hips. "This building was built because the first hospital was getting overcrowded. Now the children that did survive this, had to return to the first hospital."
Anais pulled her camera in front of her eyes and snapped a picture. "What happened to the building?"
"Your reporter hasn't come to you yet?" Lena nodded to the young CatCo. Reporter talking to a cop at the moment.
"Nope, I just got here, remember?"
"Well, we don't know much but we assume it was aliens judging by the mass strength of whatever hit the walls. Plus, some of the records from the kids say they saw hooded people."
"Ah," Anais started walking a bit to get better angles of the building. "Which could mean it was a regular human crime scene."
"But they didn't steal anything," Lena countered. "They just came in to destroy."
"Well, sometimes people don't need reasons to do something," Anais lowered her camera to see Lena giving her a look. "What?"
"I'm assuming you're like Kara in that you both share pro-alien opinions," Lena crossed her arms.
Anais gave a shrug of her shoulders. "Well, what's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. Everyone's entitled to their opinions and thoughts," Lena looked ahead at the building again.
"It's so refreshing meeting someone like you," Anais chuckled. She felt her phone buzzing and picked it out from her pocket. "Oh, gotta go. It was nice seeing you, though. Wouldn't mind doing this again."
Surprise etched across Lena's face, making her dark eyebrows simultaneously raise. "Really?"
Anaís paused after taking another picture to see Lena's expression. "What?"
Lena smiled warmly. "Not a lot of people would say that. In fact, I don't think I've ever heard that."
"You're nice and you're badass, so...yeah, I'd like to see you around," Anaís chuckled. "You're doing what I'm doing and, as I've said, I admire that."
Lena's smile widened, clearly beaming at the chance of a second friend. She hadn't admitted it but she liked to believe she was friends with Kara Danvers too. "Okay then, you're welcome at L-Corp anytime."
"Cool," Anaís beamed then. "Now I gotta run for real. See you around." She hurried past Lena to get going because if she wasn't at the DEO in the next five minutes, she was sure Arun would come for her himself.
~0~
"Again!" Arun shouted the order without hesitance.
A blonde speedster whipped past him in circles, repeatedly, until she would come to a stop and attempt to throw a lightning bolt she was meant to create during her run. Just as Anaís was about to throw her bolt, it shattered in her palms..
"Dammit!" she growled and glanced back at Arun who stood at the end of the room with his hands behind his back and no emotion on his face.
"Again!" he simply commanded once more.
She sucked in a breath and took off again. She'd been doing this for more than an hour now with no such luck. Arun silently watched as she sped in circles - a long circle too - to see exactly where she was going wrong. He never felt the visitors coming into the room, much less Anaís.
"Woah, that is awe and some!" Mon-El's cheer startled Anaís and caused the speedster to trip over her own feet. She came hurtling into a wall, face first. She groaned and turned on her back to glare at Mon-El then Arun and Winn for not warning her.
"Two things," Winn made a motion for Mon-El to listen, the latter even nodding his head to show him that he was indeed listening. "One: never sneak up on a speedster, especially when she's throwing lightning. And two: it's just 'awesome'. You got to put those two words together and you'll be golden."
"Awesome," Mon-El tested the word out and felt like it did sound better put together. He then looked over to Anaís who was getting back on her feet. "And sorry. Just thought that whole…" His fingers wiggled in the air as he attempted to mimic what she'd been doing, "...the whole lightning thing was cool…"
"You taught him the word 'cool' already?" Anaís dusted her legs off. Winn grinned. "Of course you did."
"If you three are finished talking, Anaís has a lot more practice to do," Arun spoke up with an air of annoyance. He knew well that they had a new alien amongst the DEO but he hadn't actually talked to Mon-El.
"Are you the other Solista?" Mon-El asked, though he was sure of the answer by the looks of his beam. "You got the whole lightning thing down, I assume?"
"Since I was a teenager. Child's play, really," Arun said plainly, shooting Anaís a look that meant to point out she was extremely behind. For that, Anaís looked down.
"W-well, I mean, it is lightning we're talking about," Winn purposely glanced at Anaís in hopes of lifting her spirits. "It takes a while to practice when it's the first try. I-I'm assuming."
Anaís smiled softly at him. She appreciated his attempt to help her out…until she remembered what he was doing with her suit.
"Yes, when we're teenagers," Arun brokered the silence without realizing it. "But Anaís is twenty three now."
"Okay, can we just call it a day with the training?" Anaís decided it was for the better lest Arun wanted a lightning bolt thrown at him instead of the practice dummy. "I'll continue tomorrow."
"Your call," Arun shrugged. "You wanna go get lunch?"
"No, I can't. Supergirl's waiting for me. We have a lead on that dead alien we found in the back of a car."
"Alright then, until tomorrow," Arun said and started heading out. He suddenly stopped though by the doorway and glanced back. "Oh, and Winn, the suit seems to be working fine right now." He made a gesture at Anaís' regular DEO suit she was wearing. "Have you finished mending it?"
"Nope," Winn replied without a second thought, even wearing that big smile Anaís was beginning to hate. "Still got kinks to figure out."
Arun nodded and walked out of the room.
"It doesn't have any kinks!" Anaís shouted after he was fully gone. "You're just purposely keeping it away from me!"
"Me? What?" His pretense sarcasm only made her even more mad. "Never."
"I'll kill you," Anaís warned but all Winn did was ask Mon-El if he wanted to continue practicing. With a shake of her head, she left the room and went to find Alex and Supergirl in the control room. "Anything on our alien perp?" Anaís stopped by them.
"Yes, actually," Kara motioned to Alex, "Alex was just telling me what the lab found."
"The thorn found in the dead body is from a Brevakk. Some sort of biological defense mechanism," Alex explained. "So, yeah, that's new and terrifying."
"Don't suppose there's any ideas where we can find him?" Anaís tried her luck.
"Turns out there's exactly one Brevakk registered in National City for the President's Alien Amnesty Act," Alex moved on over to an empty computer. She pulled up the profile of said alien. "And we got the address ready to go."
"Alright, so what's our first step?" Anaís looked between the more experienced women.
"It's just a check out, so...I think we're good," Alex's words surprised both aliens. "I got someone in mind I'll take."
"Are you sure?" Kara raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry," Alex waved her off, really smiling like she meant it. "She's good, trust me." And with that cryptic description, she left.
"You want to train, then?" Kara asked Anaís once they were on their own. Anaís groaned and covered her face. "What?" Kara looked around in case anyone knew what she said wrong.
"I just finished a round with Arun and I didn't get it right."
"You mean the lightning bolt thing?"
"Yes!"
"When we agreed that he would train me, I didn't know Arun would be one of those uptight 24/7 trainers!"
Kara chuckled.
"And he won't get off my back for my pathetic attempts to create and throw a lightning bolt!"
"Don't get so worked up about it, remember how long Barry said it took him?"
"Yeah, but... he's a metahuman and I'm an alien. It's in my biology to get it!" Anaís exclaimed particularly loud enough to draw some attention.
Kara, in particular, was giving her a look. "Some funny words you used there." Anaís dropped her hands to her sides and looked back. "Sounds like something Arun would say." She'd come to learn that Arun's 'words of encouragement' were not so light. They seemed like backhanded insults instead.
"Well, he kind of did, and he's right. It's in my biology to get it and I'm taking longer than a kid would!"
"Okay, maybe you need to reel it back a little," Kara brought Anaís to the side so they could speak better. "You may be a speedster with incredible strength but you still need practice and you know that. I know you know that."
"Yeah, I know…" Anaís sighed.
"Then why don't you let Arun know that? He's the one that needs to reel it back a lot more." Kara suspected Arun was the one putting more pressure on things than Anaís really thought. "He's a hard coach, and maybe a good one, but a hard one nonetheless. He wants you to do exactly what he did and that's not gonna happen."
"Because I'm only half a Solista?"
"No, because you're you and you're different. Everyone is. So c'mon, let's go train nice and easy."
Anaís finally agreed and followed Kara to their training room meant just for them. They trained for about an hour before J'onn called them back to the control room. Alex had returned but not with good news. Their lead on the dead alien had been whisked away by a group of men in a suspicious can.
"Do we know who the men in the van were?" J'onn asked Alex, and the woman shook her head.
"No. But these weren't low-rent thugs. They were definitely combat-trained. They mean business."
"So do we. Or have you forgotten about that?" J'onn's snark startled all three women.
"Hey, what's with the grumpy?" Alex finally noted. "Today and yesterday. Is everything all right, J'onn?"
"I appreciate the concern, but I assure you, I'm fine."
"Don't make us pout," Alex nodded to Kara beside her.
"They're surprisingly good at it," Anaís admitted being victim to it a couple of times.
J'onn knew they would never let it be so it was better to get it out in the open. "I am not the last Green Martian. There is another. Her name is M'gann. Megan."
"It's a miracle, J'onn," Kara's eyes widened.
"I met her at that alien bar Alex spoke of. We talked, but... I think I made a mistake."
"Why do you say that?" Anaís asked. "What happened?"
"I offered to merge with her in the Martian way."
"But you guys just met…" Kara trailed off, thinking of something else.
"Psychically, Kara. The bond is the traditional Martian way of communicating. We...we link minds, share dreams, emotions, memories. We kept no secrets from one another. Imagine a world without ego, selfishness. Without... lies."
"That sounds beautiful."
"She didn't seem to think so. The moment I talked about it, she left. I am grateful to have you all in my life. I truly am. But with Martians, it's... It's different. It's deeper. Deeper than talking. Fuller. With her, there's a chance for me to live how I was meant to live."
Of course everyone there understood.
"Just tell her that," Alex encouraged him to go for a second attempt. "Why don't you try apologizing?"
J'onn seemed to be encouraged enough.
~0~
The night brought Alex and detective Sawyer to an illegal fight club that ended up in catastrophe. Supergirl nearly had her head torn off by a large alien creature, and neither her nor the detectives had luck in capturing the ringleader of the fight club. It did, however, leave them with a new clue that could lead the DEO to capturing the culprits.
It also led to a new wave of anger inside a certain Solista.
Mon-El had just failed to conjure up heat vision on a piece of cement when Anais came storming in.
"No heat vision, no x-ray vision…" Winn was recording the results on his tablet for later study so he was startled when Anais used her own heat vision to destroy the piece of cement. "Hey!" Winn made a gesture but Anais looked far too upset to care.
"Kara nearly got hurt in an underground alien fight club and I couldn't do anything about it and do you know why!?" She came storming up to him, making him backtrack several steps. "Because I didn't have my suit so they didn't call me in for backup!"
"Is she okay, though?" Mon-El thought to ask if only to pull some of that attention off Winn for safety reasons.
"Yes, but she could've gotten hurt," Anais deeply sighed then set her glare back on Winn. "C'mon, Winn, enough is enough. Give me my suit back"
Winn was first and foremost relieved to see that anger fading because it decreased the chances of being heat visioned. "I'll do it as soon as you come clean to Kara and the others."
Anais' hands twitched in the air as she air-strangled him. "I'm gonna—" She started for him again.
Winn jumped back, throwing his hands in front of him. "If you kill me now, you'll never get your suit!"
Anais stopped in her tracks and dropped her hands. "I really hate you right now."
"Yeah, got that," Winn swallowed hard and moved away to put down his tablet. "But you also know why I'm doing this."
Mon-El cleared his throat to remind the two of his presence. "Can I offer my help to Kara as an alternative?"
Anais briefly smiled at him. "Thanks, Mon-El, but I don't think the DEO wants to let you go out until you've finished your examinations."
"Well, I think we have," Mon-El gestured to Winn. "Right?"
"Sort of," Winn shrugged and turned to the two. He brought his fingers up to list what they knew so far of Mon-El's abilities. "No heat vision, no X-ray vision, but you're strong."
"As strong as Kara?" Mon-El curiously asked but Winn scoffed with a great big 'Ha!'
"No, not even close. No freeze breath, which is kind of a bummer, right?" Winn glanced at Anais but she was still kind of glaring at him. "Right. No flight either, but his leaping is fantastic. I'm... I'm talking about like "tall buildings in a single bound" kinda stuff. Yeah, we...we definitely have the makings of a superhero here."
"Superhero?" Mon-El repeated. "Is that what Kara's called?"
"Yeah. You know, you...you go out there, you fight crime, save people, wear a costume…"
"Yup," Anais crossed her hands. "I'm almost there…"
"Speaking of going out there, I'm, uh... I'm going kind of crazy in here," Mon-El admitted. "I could really use some fresh air."
"Yeah, you heard Hank. I mean, you got to stay here at the DEO."
"You know, I'll bet if I were outside, I could fly like Kara and you, Anais," Mon-El put on his best smile for the blonde.
But before Anais could say anything, Winn cut in. "Nice try, buddy. No, we got to stay here. Them's the rules. I mean, I'm new here. I'm trying to make a good impression."
"Failed!" Anais dramatically exclaimed, much to his annoyance. And because she saw his annoyance, she decided to go on ahead and make it worse. Screw being an adult, she shamelessly thought. "And you know what, Mon-El? I'll take you out."
Mon-El looked deeply surprised at the easy give in. "You will?"
Even Winn had the same reaction. "You will?"
"Yup!" Anais grinned from side to side. "I don't think it'll do any harm. But you gotta listen to me, alright?"
Mon-El was now almost grinning like Anais was. "Of course!"
"Anais y-y-you can't do that," Winn started wagging his finger, but by that point it was too late. "You're gonna get in trouble!"
"Feel free to join us, if you're so worried," Anais patted his arm.
"But I - but we can't!" Winn practically shouted in the room while Anais and Mon-El started leaving. He tried to stay put and just let the two aliens figure it out on their own how big of a mistake this would be, but…
He scrunched his face. "Damn you, Anais Allen-Mjorkland. I'm so weak." And he took off to catch up with them.
~ 0 ~
Mon-El didn't know anything about Earth but that didn't stop him from learning in one night. Especially when Anais introduced him to the cellphone.
"I gotta get me one of these!" Mon-El laughed after Anais showed him the search engine for bars.
"I'm sure we can arrange that," Anais tucked her phone into her back pocket and led the way to the bar across the street. "Maybe a small computer for the time being. Or a tablet!"
"You can't make promises like that," Winn trailed behind her, still unable to believe she was pulling this off.
"It's a computer with restricted WiFi," she reminded him that it wasn't a big deal. "Now let loose and have some fun, if you're capable of that anyways."
Winn stopped just by the doorway with a look of offence. "Excuse me?"
Anais smirked with Mon-El. They both knew they'd gotten him now.
"You heard me," Anais crossed her arms and watched as Mon-El went to open the doors for them. "Can you have some fun, Winn Schott?"
"And I continue to be weak," Winn scrunched his face in defeat while Anais yanked him inside the bar.
"Did I ever mention you're my absolute favorite alien in the whole DEO?" Mon-El said to Anais, making the woman laugh. "You are! Totally are!"
Winn did not agree with the sentiment and he definitely did not agree when they somehow found their way to the bar counter. Mon-El was introduced to human alcohol very quickly and he learned that it tasted really good. Anais monitored how much he drank but did let him experiment how much he could tolerate. She figured if anything went wrong she could speed him out of there in less than a second. But so far, he just seemed intent on mingling with the other humans and discovering what human men do for fun.
"Why do you guys like to arm wrestle so much?" Anais wondered out loud and reached for her own drink on the counter. Mon-El had just defeated his third opponent.
"He's cheating," Winn's flat tone made Anais laugh.
"Then go stop him or...have a drink and join him," Anais slid his untouched drink to him. "You can watch him while you're closer."
Winn knew his options were very limited here, and so with a small glare he picked his drink up and got up from his stool. He could hear Anais's second round of laughter while he walked away. She would not win forever, he thought.
Anais took refuge at the bar counter with the only other female in that place. As the hours ticked by, all the other customers started getting more and more annoying, in Anais' perspective. Mon-El had gone past arm wrestling and moved on to good old fashioned drinking challenges, most notably beer pong. But, to his credit, he had somehow gotten Winn to join in.
"Amazing," she huffed while she went for another drink. The two men ended up becoming more buddies than they had been earlier. Now she had become the third wheel. "Men are idiots."
"Tell me about it," the bartender mused when she walked by Anais.
Anais soon learned that, just like herself and Kara, Mon-El could actually not get drunk. However, Winn most definitely could. While they entered a series of drinking games, somehow Winn ended up winning most of them.
"Oh my God, he's a drinker," Anais said with a laugh as she and Mon-El watched Winn go at it against another fellow bar customer. They had a line of shots they needed to get through.
"So, you don't get drunk here?" Mon-El was curious as he gazed at his newly filled cup of beer.
"The earth stuff isn't strong enough for you guys," Anais shrugged, crossing her arms.
Mon-El picked up on her word choice and glanced at her. "How about you?"
"I'm half human, Mon-El. I don't get granted all the perks of a Solista. Don't get me wrong, it takes me way longer to get drunk than an average human but in the end, I can still get drunk."
"Have you ever tested the theory out of how many glasses it takes?" Mon-El offered her his glass of beer, making her laugh.
"My parents would kill me," she said, pushing his glass back to him. "They're humans and they don't really care how alien I am. I cannot drink when I'm supposed to be on business matters."
"I know I'm not from here but is this business?" Mon-El gestured towards the scene. Winn had just won another round of shots.
A smirk crossed Anais' face. "My business, anyways." It was Mon-El's turn to laugh.
A short time later, Mon-El had entered another wrestling match. He'd won every single one but the last man he went up again ended up with a broken elbow.
The man, angry, tried punching Mon-El but then broke his hand as well. His buddy went to fight Mon-El for support yet the Daxamite easily won as well with a simple 'push'. The human man crashed into a table behind them.
Mon-El was overly surprised with his strength but the other men had grown furious.
"Time to go!" Anais hopped off her stool after the strangers had met face to face with a glass table — another accident on Mon-El's part. She scurried through the group - possibly using her alien strength to push some of the men away - and got her two idiots out of there.
~0~
By the Anais returned home, she expected to find a dark apartment most certainly not Kara wide awake in the living room.
"Where were you?" Kara noticed Anais' disheveled appearance.
"One could say babysitting...or one could say proving a point," Anais fixed herself and released a deep breath. "Beginning to think my plan backfired and it was more of the first then the latter."
Kara couldn't and honestly didn't want to try and understand what all that meant. There were more pressing matters to deal with anyways.
"What are you doing up so late anyways?" Anais pulled her jacket off and headed for the couch chair. "I thought Kara Danvers always has a timely bedtime set up." Kara playfully rolled her eyes but even the playfulness faded very quickly. Anais noticed it and knew that the Kryptonian was worried and/or upset. "Kara, what is it?"
Kara hesitated to speak but after a moment of thinking, she figured it was better Anais knew now in case something happened later.
~ 0 ~
Veronica Sinclair - aka Roulette - was a formidable human enemy to the DEO. She proved herself last night when Supergirl made a visit to her and Sinclair only retaliated with confident words knowing she would not be defeated that night.
Kara now relayed her visit to J'onn, Alex and Anais (again). "I should've heat vision'd that stupid champagne glass out of her hand," Kara balled her fists on her sides.
"That's what she wanted," Anais offered a different perspective on the matter. She'd gotten over her anger last night when Kara had told her. "Supergirl heat visions local human and the media has a field day with that."
Kara gave her points on that, but it didn't stop her from wishing she could've used her heat vision. "I mean, do you think Sinclair is right about this? That she's the only one who can offer something to aliens?"
"Not a chance," Alex answered instantly.
"But then how do you stop them from letting themselves be used and exploited?"
"By offering something more powerful than fear," J'onn settled things and glanced at Winn at his desk. "Winn?"
"Nothing!" The man in question startled awake — his hand holding an ice bag on the side of his slipped and he nearly hit his head on the desk. "I'm not hungover! You're the one being defensive!"
Anais barely hid her smile from the others while J'onn approached a hungover Winn.
"Agent Schott—"
"S-sir, yes, s-sir!" Winn dangled a hand at the front of his forehead. "Er, Mon-El is doing great, by the way. He's here in the DEO. He's here. Did you know his heart is on the other side?"
J'onn gave a nod of his head. "That's absolutely fascinating. You know, the DEO received reports this morning of a six-foot alien attacking two men in a bar last night."
Anais' own smile faded upon learning that.
"The news is so very violent these days…" Winn briefly said as he slowly turned his chair back to his desk.
"Apparently this alien had a 5'2" sidekick—"
Winn jumped out of his chair, leaving it to spin from the force just to shout, "I am 5'9!"
"No, wait," Anais slid in between the two men with her hands raised in front of her, "This one's on me. I'm the one who took Mon-El out. Winn actually tried stopping me several times."
"Anais, why'd you do that?" Alex moved forwards with the same questionable face as J'onn.
"Because sometimes I'm an idiot," Anais answered with the simplest of shrugs. "But this was totally on me."
"You know better," J'onn snapped unexpectedly. "Everything we do is under a microscope. We work so hard to make humans trust us. All it takes is for one alien to ruin it for all of us."
Anais' eyes had slowly widened while J'onn scolded her. "I-I didn't mean to do that…"
"You should've thought about it!"
Alex exchanged looks with Kara, both agreeing J'onn was projecting his fight with M'gann on Anais. "J'onn, why don't we go talk somewhere else," Alex held onto his arm and persuaded him to walk with her.
"I'm really sorry," Anais said to Kara and Winn afterwards. "I wasn't meaning to do that. I was just...I was mad at you," she made a languid gesture at Winn, which didn't surprise him. "And I have to apologize to Mon-El too."
As she left, Kara briefly stopped by Winn to ask, "What's she mad at you for?"
"It's...it's just better if I hold off on that," Winn made the call thinking Anais would want to explain it herself once she got the courage to actually accept that CADMUS was looking into her.
~ 0 ~
Kara caught up with Anais in the hallway, and while Anais didn't exactly say why she was mad with Winn, Kara got the jist that it'd been a long argument now.
Anais led the way into Mon-El's training room where the man was currently doing his training. When he saw Kara, he assumed he was in trouble for the previous night.
"I'm sorry," he immediately said but Anais raised a hand to stop him.
"You're good, I'm the one who screwed up."
Mon-El blinked. "You were?"
"Yes," Anais sighed. "I was basically trying to stick it to Winn and I ended up using you. It was very wrong of me."
"Well…" Mon-El bobbed his head, "I've done worse, believe me. But this has helped me realize something neither of you told me about." Anais exchanged a glance with Kara, both confused of what he meant. "Hank told me I needed to stay here because it wasn't safe. But he didn't mean for me. He meant it wasn't safe for humans. From me."
"Listen, we've all been through that," Anais spoke up first and received an agreeing 'mhm' from Kara beside her. "I was taken in by human parents when I was a kid and just got my freedom a couple months ago. The government didn't want to let me out because they were afraid I'd hurt someone."
"After I first got to Earth, I went to my junior prom and Scott Klein asked me to dance. I stepped on his foot and I broke three of his toes," Kara shared her embarrassing yet meaningful story. "It's just gonna take some time to get used to having these abilities and...and living in this world."
Mon-El appreciated both women trying to make him feel better and even showing sympathy for him, but he was especially thankful towards Kara considering their respective backgrounds. "I know it's not easy for you to be nice to me, Kara. Where I'm from and all."
"That's not why I've been standoffish. And don't say I haven't been," Kara sighed and dug her hands into her back pockets. "My parents gave me so much. And I was so loved. My dad was a scientist and my mom fought for justice. They were proud, strong people. Good Kryptonians and even better parents. And that's the way I want to remember them."
"And why shouldn't you?"
"Because...they weren't perfect. And no matter how smart they were, or how hard they tried, they couldn't save us."
"Yeah, you never met my parents. They weren't exactly role models," Mon-El shook his head.
"But mine saw the end of the world coming, and didn't do anything about it!"
"Hey, it's not...it's not your parents' fault. It's not even Krypton's fault. Okay, we shared a star, that's all. I promise that I will do as I'm told from now on."
"And I promise not to be a manipulative bitch," Anais raised her hand but then pointed a warning finger at Mon-El. "Don't repeat that."
"Repeat what?" Mon-El blinked with genuine oblivion. He wasn't up to speed with curse words yet. "Anyways, I heard you survived Draaga." Kara nodded. "I once saw him fight on Warworld when I was, uh, guarding the royal family. Draaga took a blade to the right leg. It hit a nerve cluster. He's favored his left ever since."
The new piece of information was enlightening for Kara. "Thank you."
~ 0 ~
A couple hours later, the group got word that J'onn was missing. The only known person who'd seen him was M'gann and since she hadn't shown up for her shift it led Alex to conclude J'onn was taken by M'gann's boss: Sinclair.
"The fightclub was cleared out," Supergirl returned to the DEO very put out from her failed trip. "It's like it was never there."
"And there's no sign of where they went?" Anais curiously asked since she'd once again been planted at a chair instead of the field.
"No," Supergirl crossed her arms and thought about it for a minute.
"Okay, so where are we going to find them now?" Alex leaned against a table, trying not to look so frustrated even if she was.
"I bet that fight club has a list of recurring invitees and I think we may know one invitee in particular," Supergirl's suggestion made Anais jump from her chair.
"I'm coming! It involves no actual fighting therefore no need for super suit!"
She practically led the way to Lena's office. Kara understood her since Anais hadn't come out to the field in weeks now. She'd feel antsy too if she was cooped up (which then led Kara to feel even more sympathy for Mon-El).
"Excuse me, you can't go in there!" Lena's assistant failed to stop Anais and Kara from barging into Lena's office. "I swear I just blinked and they got right past me!" the poor woman did her best to explain to Lena before she was fired.
Lena, for her matter, was quite surprised at the sight.
"Lena, I'm sorry," Kara apologized first and foremost. "We just need to talk to you."
"Not her fault," Anais jerked a thumb at the secretary.
Lena's calm smile was a sight of relief for the two aliens. "Jess, will you make a note downstairs that Kara Danvers and Anais Allen are to be shown in right away whenever possible?"
Jess was surprised but since it meant she wasn't going to be fired she dutifully noted it and hurried out of the office.
"Woah, thanks," Anais beamed.
"So, how can I help?" Lena gestured for them to come sit down.
"We think a friend of mine has gotten involved in something shady," Kara's excuse was met with a light scoff from Lena. "It's an actual friend, we swear. And he's missing."
Lena got serious fast and nodded for her to continue.
"Do you know of a woman named Veronica Sinclair? She caters to people in your, um, your circles. Tight dresses, tattoos like Lisbeth Salander?"
Lena pursed her lips and played with a pen on her desk. "Yeah, I know Roulette. We went to boarding school together. I never liked her."
"We share the sentiment," Anais nodded. "We need to find her. And since her little fight clubs are mobile, we need to know where she's holding the next fight."
Lena seemed at a cross of amusement and impression. "And you assume I'm on the invite list?"
"Your last name is pretty famous," Anais shrugged.
"We wouldn't ask if we had any other option," Kara promised Lena as a last means to get her to talk.
Luckily for them, Lena was a smart, kind woman. "I'm a Luthor, of course I'm invited to her little pop-up. Not that I'm interested in her type of entertainment." She wrote down the location of the next fight club and handed it to Kara.
"Thank you. We owe you, big time," Kara tucked the paper into her purse and stood up with Anais.
"Not at all. I know you'll be there for me when the time comes," Lena offered them a genuine, friendly smile.
~ 0 ~
Together with the DEO, J'onn and even M'gann, Supergirl managed to put an end to the fight club with minimal injuries. Mon-El's tip about the Draaga came in handy to put the creature down for a bit. She was even more relieved to see J'onn patch things up with M'gann because it meant J'onn would finally have some peace.
This time Kara was the one to get home to find Anais still awake. Of course Kara wasn't surprised since Anais wanted to know the outcomes of the fight club.
"I would've stayed at the DEO but figured there was no use for me anyways," Anais shrugged at the counter where she was having a drink. "Update: I still can't do the stupid lightning bolt trick. I'm considering opening a stupid breach to find my young adoptive Dad for another training session because it is not going well."
"Arun's still too hard?" Kara assumed since Anais hadn't talked about him in a while.
"He expects too much from me," Anais sighed. "But what happened with Sinclair? Is she done for good now?"
"No," Kara ruefully answered. "Alex says Maggie got the orders to let Sinclair go and there's nothing we can do about it, not even the DEO."
"We'll get her one day," Anais assured. "So how come you're coming back late, then?"
"I…" Kara removed her glasses and set them on the counter, "...stopped by Mon-El's room to talk to him."
"What about?" Anais got up from the stool and went into the cupboards for some more wine.
"I offered to take him under my wing, basically, and show him around the city for real now."
"Yeah, because I totally screwed that up," Anais cringed at the reminder and pulled two glasses from the counter. "And the DEO is going to let you do that?"
"Yup, it's sort of what I did with you in the beginning, remember?"
"How could I forget!"
Kara smiled. "I think it'll do him some good. Plus, I can get him a job at CatCo. Maybe not as a reporter but somewhere there should be good."
"Speaking of," Anais returned to the counter with two glasses of red wine, "Your editor called about that new article you sent in. Apparently he expects your rewrite tomorrow morning."
"Mm," Kara sipped some of her wine. "May have sent him a new one earlier at his e-mail which I got off from James."
"Taking initiative," Anais pointed. "Very good. Look at you, Kara Danvers, having all your crap together. I'm jealous."
Kara chuckled and lowered her glass to the counter. "Well, maybe you can unburden yourself a little bit by telling me what you and Winn are arguing about."
"Ooh, smooth," Anais commended Kara for her easy transition but was still reluctant to go into detail about her disagreement. "But it's nothing, and you shouldn't worry about it."
"I worry when my friends aren't okay. Right now, it looks like you're not okay, so...tell me. Please?"
Anais released a small sigh. "I mean, I just don't want it to be made into a bigger deal than it is...just like Winn made it."
"Well, what is it?"
Anais put her wine glass down and prepared to spill the truth. Who knows, maybe it would be better for her. "CADMUS sent a message for me at the DEO." Kara's confused expression implied she hadn't heard that from anyone at the DEO. "Yeah, Winn caught it and showed it to me instead. Apparently, they want to use me as a fuel for their growing army. Whether or not I want to join them is not really up for debate in their perspective. They made it very clear that they were not above taking me dead."
"Oh my god," Kara said, horrified. "So how does this go to you getting mad at Winn?"
"Because he told me to tell you guys and I said no so instead of nagging me to tell you the truth, he is keeping my suit hostage until I decide to tell you the truth."
"Why wouldn't you want to tell us anything?"
"Because you guys would overreacting and keep me on lock-down like Mon-El!"
"If it was to keep you safe then why wouldn't you?"
"Because I just got my freedom, Kara. I don't want to lose it again." Anais picked up her glass but at first glance she could tell Kara was putting more thought into the situation.
"Maybe Winn's making the right call in keeping you out of the field. The less you're out there, the less chances CADMUS will find you or hurt you."
"No ma'am, not you too," Anais shook her head. "I've spent the better part of my life in seclusion. I'm not doing it again."
Kara was not aiming to argue like Anais and Winn. She would rather find an alternative that would benefit both sides. Making peace was her job, after all.
#ocappreciation#allaboutocs#ochub#fyeahsuperverseocs#dctv ocs#dctv#supergirl#fd: supergirl#winn schott#dc fics#dc imagines#supergirl fics#winn schott fics#winn schott imagines#winn schott x oc#dc oc#dctv oc#arrowverse#arrowverse fics#arrowverse imagines#arrowverse ocs#supergirl ocs#oc: anais mjorkland#oc: solar#fic: sweet ambitions
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Seeking Roleplay Partners
Note: Not replacing any current partners, just always seeking to add more partners.
About Me:
I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+
Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom
Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)
Enjoys romance and action in my stories
Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!
Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences
Prefers third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters
Prefers long-term stories
Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!
Open to nsfw
Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required.
You can add me on discord at fandomfan#0404 or send a chat or message if interested.
Fandoms:
Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.
I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway
Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!
Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom
Fandoms:
Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.
Here is the link to the entire list of my fandoms: https://cipher04.tumblr.com/post/678212321698611200/muse-post
If you will play someone from my list below, I can play something from any of these fandoms if you so desire! There might be others I know about as well so feel free to suggest other fandoms too
Pirates of the Carribean
Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)
Arrowverse
Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)
Fear The Walking Dead
Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)
Nancy Drew (CW TV show)
Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)
Riverdale
Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)
The Lost World (1999 TV series)
Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)
Marvel Cinematic Universe
Cassie Lang (2023 film - Kathryn Newton portrayal) (male OC x Cassie Lang)
Outer Banks
Sarah Cameron
If interested, you can react to my post or you can send me a chat. Thanks!
#arrowverse roleplay#arrowverse rp#arrowverse#supergirl#supergirl roleplay#supergirl rp#dc roleplay#dc rp#pirates of the caribbean#pirates of the carribean roleplay#pirates of the carribean rp#potc rp#potc#potc roleplay#fear the walking dead roleplay#fear the walking dead#fear the walking dead rp#ftwd#ftwd roleplay#ftwd rp#the walking dead#the walking dead roleplay#the walking dead rp#twd rp#twd#twd roleplay#nancy drew#nancy drew roleplay#nancy drew rp#riverdale
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About Me:
I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+
Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom
Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)
Enjoys romance and action in my stories
Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!
Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences
Prefers third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters
Prefers long-term stories
Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!
Open to nsfw
Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required.
Fandoms:
Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.
I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway
Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!
Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom
Fandoms:
Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.
Pirates of the Carribean
Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)
DC
Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)
Fear The Walking Dead
Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)
Nancy Drew (CW TV show)
Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)
Riverdale
Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)
The Lost World (1999 TV series)
Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)
If you are interested, please react with this post and I will reach out to you. Thank you.
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#eighteen and over#potc#potc roleplay#potc rp#dc#dc roleplay#dc rp#ftwd#ftwd roleplay#ftwd rp#nancy drew#riverdale#the lost world#oc#ocxcanon
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My flufftober 2022 collection!!
“You’ve Told Your Parents?” - Mike Barnes x OC, Post KK3
Wearing Each Other’s Clothes - Barry x Oliver, Flash/Arrow AU
Movie Marathon - Johnny, Robby & Miguel, CK S2/S3 AU
Supporting Silly Quirks/Hobbies - Barry x Eddie, Flash S1 AU
“Oh no, you’re a morning person” - Johnny & Daniel, CK S3 AU
Candles, Lanterns, Fairy Lights - Lyta x Dev, Krypton AU
Shooting Stars - Adam x Seg, Krypton AU
Game Day (Sports) - Eddie & Malcolm, The Flash, Pre-Canon
Love Language - Caitlin x Tommy, Flash/Arrow AU
Thick as Thieves - Daniel, Johnny, Chozen & Mike, CK S4 AU
“You Kept This?” - Link & Saria, Post-Ocarina of Time
Hot Chocolate - Winn x Mon-El, Supergirl S2
Kiss for Good Luck - Hartley x Malcolm, Flash S1/S2 AU
Bedtime Stories - Neal & OC, Once Upon a Time AU
Falling Asleep Together - Ronnie x Caitlin, Flash S1 AU
First Dance - Eddie & OC, The Flash, Pre-Canon
Reunion - Eddie & Team Flash, The Flash S1/S2 AU
Blankets - Harry & Peter & MJ, Raimi Trilogy AU
Leaves - Seg x Adam, Krypton Post-Canon
All The Hugs - Dante & Cisco, The Flash S1
Caught In The Rain - Iris x Eddie, The Flash S1
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About Me:
I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+
Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom
Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)
Enjoys romance and action in my stories
Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!
Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences
Prefers third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters
Prefers long-term stories
Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!
Open to nsfw
Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required.
Fandoms:
Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.
I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway
Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!
Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom
Fandoms:
Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.
Pirates of the Carribean
Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)
DC
Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)
Fear The Walking Dead
Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)
Nancy Drew (CW TV show)
Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, Gil Bobsey, Detective Tamura, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)
Riverdale
Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)
The Lost World (1999 TV series)
Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)
Bonus: I can also do Last of Us. I can play Joel for you (or other canon characters) if we double. I'd ask to do something in the fandoms above or maybe a second TLOU pairing if you can use one of the face claims from above for your character.
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#roleplay#rp#the pirates of the Caribbean rp#dc rp#fear the walking dead rp#nancy drew rp#riverdale rp#the lost wolrd rp#the last of us rp#tlou rp
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Tú tienes celos, celos
Sé, lo sé, lo sé, lo sé, lo sé (×2)
(Mon Laferte - El Mambo)
#Mis Dibujos#A digital#IbisPaint X#Sketches#Sonic The Hedgehog#SEGA#My 4th OC Calima#My Style#Mon Laferte#Mi Artista Favorita!#El Mambo#Parte Musical#Español Latino#Inspiración#Vacations#Vacaciones!#2021
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𝔻𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝕒 𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒/De tal artista a tal miniatura
Muchas gracias a @alison-black-white-art por etiquetarme Uwu
Verga hace AÑOS que no dibujo un oc a cuerpo cpmpleto, agradecería mucho amor en este dibujo qwp
Hasta se podrí tomar como una ref de mi Oc principal xd y pues... nada X”D
Quiero retar a: @corderitonegrouwu @saki-blackneko @mati-34 @beckysso @danny-uwu @winli-k @ballorita1010 @mon-poquesi @nigthmoondark-uwu @lachingaderita-0w0 @otro-blog-mexicano y quien quiera >:D
Acá el dibujo con fondo plano UwU
Abrir dibujo para mejor calidad -
(Un reblog y amor me serian de mucha ayuda QwQb).
#dibujo#dibujokk#my art uwu#my art#uwu#my art work#digital art#my ocs#my ocs are my babies#my ocs art#de tal artista a tal miniatura
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Hello! I am seeking partners for 1x1 roleplays. I prefer male x female pairings playing as the male, but am open to other pairings. Looking for long-term stories with romance mixed with action plots. I consider myself flexible and willing to communicate OOC about anything to ensure we are both enjoying the roleplay.I am 24 and looking for partners who are 18+
I am happy to double so you can get a craving you desire as well! You do not even need to know these fandoms. I can give you a detailed description of what I am looking for with each character so you can learn about what I am seeking. In turn, I don't mind playing a character for you from any fandom, even if have to do research too!
Here are my cravings and pairings I am seeking! In each pairing, I would prefer the male character. All characters are 18+
Nancy Drew:
Male OC x Nancy Drew
Ned Nickerson x Nancy Drew
Euphoria
Male OC x Cassie Howard
Nate Jacobs x Cassie Howard
Chris McKay x Cassie Howard
Male OC x Samantha
The Walking Dead Universe
Male OC x Alicia Clark
Male OC x Maggie Greene
Jake Otto x Alicia Clark
Glenn Rhee x Maggie Greene
Daryl Dixon x Maggie Greene
Rick Grimes x Maggie Greene
Arrowverse
Male OC x Kara Danvers
Barry Allen x Kara Danvers
Mon-El x Kara Danvers
Oliver Queen x Kara Danvers
Marvel
Male OC x Karen Page
Male OC x Kate Bishop
Male OC x Wanda Maximoff
Male OC x Carol Danvers
Frank Castle x Karen Page
Peter Parker x Kate Bishop
Peter Parker x Wanda Maximoff
Steve Rogers x Wanda Maximoff
Thor x Carol Danvers
I have plots for each pairing. I can do canon x canon and/or canon x oc. I am willing to double and play any character you want in return. In my half of the doubling, I will likely ask for a story that is romance-based with action as well.
Also, I know many other fandoms! If there are other fandoms you are interested in, please let me know.
Feel free to interact with this post or add me on discord at fandomfan#0404
Thank you.
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Cristo y Tú vivís en mi corazón.
Prologue.
Victoriano ‘El Catorce’ Ramirez x fem!OC
Reason: I felt like writing a completely self-indulgent fanfiction about Oscar Isaac’s character in the movie For Greater Glory & I’m currently studying Spanish and this happened...If you enjoy go ahead. If you don’t, I guess I’m sorry. This will not be an under 18 friendly fic so if you are under 18...please go to sleep instead and do not read my works!!!!
Summary: A Cristero General who died in the 1920's and a Catholic French-Canadian Woman who lives in the 2020's. Together through the hell which is the modern religious oppression. Because Providence we suppose?
Warnings: swearing, Catholicism, major character death, possible bad Spanish( I’m trying...), dialect French which you may not be able to google translate, that’s all for this very short prologue, the chapters will get longer as the story progresses.
Victoriano Ramirez lay on the dirt street of an abandoned Mexican village, the sounds of the Federales and the Cristeros fighting in his ear and his blood pouring out of the two machine gun bullet holes in his chest. Fatal. He knew. Beneath the pain and the panic of his imminent death, he could only hope that his fight for Cristo Rey and La Virgen would help in the forgiveness of his sins. His old friend, Flaco, had pulled him slightly out of the fray. But it was in vain. Victoriano had the time to mutter a single phrase before he felt his heart stop and a white light blind his soul.
"Viva Cristo Rey."
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20 minutes. It's taken over 20 God forsaken minutes to climb the damned cherry tree to try and free the stupid, grouchy goose who decided to take a fucking nosedive into the top branches.
" Maudit idiot!" That's scratch number 52.
In all honesty she should just leave the stupid bugger alone to free himself, but if there's one thing she will be accused of if she gets to heaven it's of having too big a heart and no self-preservation.
One. Two. Three. Four tugs and Monsieur Oie is freed. Flops on the ground and waddles right back to the pond as if nothing extraordinary had happened at all. Without even a honk of thanks.
She grumbled. "Mâle typique..."
Very glad that she'd had enough collective focus to at least remove her saddle shoes, Isabeau began her meticulous descent. In jean booty shorts and a 70's inspired flowy navy top. And she could've succeeded had it not been for whatever the hell bright white light that came out of the clear blue sky and bombarded her vision was. Causing her to lose her footing. Last thought to run through her mind before her head connected with the ground...
"Mon Dieu, don't let me die over a goose!"
If you’d like to be tagged, simply send in an ask.
#for greater glory fanfiction#for greater glory 2012#Victoriano Ramirez#el catorce#victoriano 'el catorce' ramirez x ofc#oscar isaac#oscar isaac character fanfiction#catholic#catholic fanfiction#what the hell have I come to#????
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Would Anyone Be Interested In Roleplaying ANY Of These Ships With Me? I'm Still Searching For A Few More Partners Too, Because Some I Just Haven't Been Able To Find Yet, And I'm Opened To ANY Other Ships You May Have Too.. 🤦🏻♀️ 🙂 💕
Marvel:
Steggy (Steve x Peggy)
Irondad (Tony x Peter)
Mantis x Drax
Thor x Jane
Valkyrie x Thor
Stucky (Steve x Bucky)
Bucky x Yelena
Frigga x Odin
Gamora x Peter Quill
Nebula x Gamora (Sisters)
Bruce x Natasha
Natasha x Clint
Wanda x Vision
Pietro x Wanda (Siblings)
Loki x Sylvie
Thor x Loki (Brothers)
Peter x Mj
Erik x Nakia
T'challa x Shuri (Siblings)
Tony x Pepper
Scott x Hope
Sam x Shuri
Lady Sif x Loki
T'challa x Nakia
Clint x Kate
Arrowverse (DC):
Barry x Iris (The Flash)
Felicity x Oliver (Arrow)
John Constantine x Zari (DC Legends)
Kara Danvers x Mon-El
Clark Kent x Lois Lane (Superman & Lois)
Cisco x Gypsy (The Flash)
Ray x Nora (DC Legends)
Sara Lance x Ava (DC Legends)
Grey's Anatomy:
Alex Karev x Jo Wilson
Meredith Grey x Derek Shepherd
Supernatural:
Castiel x Hanna
Dean x Sam (Brothers)
Sam x Ruby
Mary x John Winchester
Dean x Jo
All American:
Olivia Baker x Asher
Jordan Baker x Simone
Spencer James x Layla Keating
Coop x Patience
Riverdale:
Betty x Archie
Veronica x Archie
Criminal Minds:
Spencer x Cat
Derek x Garcia
JJ x Spencer
Garcia x Luke
The Vampire Diaries:
Elena x Damon
Elena x Stefan
Caroline x Klaus
Tyler x Caroline
Caroline x Stefan
Bonnie x Jeremy
Alaric x Jo
Matt x Elena
Kai x Bonnie
The 100:
Murphy x Emori
Raven x Murphy
Clarke x Bellamy
Octavia x Lincoln
Monty x Harper
Kane x Abby
Lexa x Clarke
Outer Banks
JJ x Kiara
JJ x Sarah
John B x Sarah
Pope x Kiara
The Walking Dead:
Negan x Lucille
Maggie x Glenn
Rick x Michone
Daryl x Carol
Carl x Rick (Son/Father)
Carl x Enid
Rosita x Gabriel
Eugene x Max
Princess x Mercer
I Use Tumblr, And Discord! 💯
Crossed Out Ships Means That They've Already Been Taken Up By Someone.. 👍🏻
(OC x Canons OK, Too)
#tumblr rp#discord rp#fandom#tv series#mxf rp#fxf rp#third person#semi lit rp#marvel#outer banks#supernatural#riverdale#grey's anatomy#supergirl#the flash#dc legends of tomorrow#arrowverse#walking dead#the 100#vampire diaries#all american#criminal minds#canon x canon#oc x cannon
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Seeking Roleplay Partners
Note: Not replacing any current partners, just always seeking to add more partners.
About Me:
I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+
Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom
Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)
Enjoys romance and action in my stories
Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!
Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences
Prefers third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters
Prefers long-term stories
Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!
Open to nsfw
Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required.
Fandoms:
Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.
I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway
Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!
Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom
Fandoms:
Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.
Here is the link to the entire list of my fandoms: https://cipher04.tumblr.com/post/678212321698611200/muse-post
If you will play someone from my list below, I can play something from any of these fandoms if you so desire! There might be others I know about as well so feel free to suggest other fandoms too
Pirates of the Carribean
Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)
DC
Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)
Fear The Walking Dead
Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)
Nancy Drew (CW TV show)
Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)
Riverdale
Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)
The Lost World (1999 TV series)
Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)
If interested, you can react to my post or you can send me a chat. Thanks!
#arrowverse roleplay#arrowverse rp#arrowverse#supergirl#supergirl roleplay#supergirl rp#dc roleplay#dc rp#pirates of the caribbean#pirates of the carribean roleplay#pirates of the carribean rp#potc rp#potc#potc roleplay#fear the walking dead roleplay#fear the walking dead#fear the walking dead rp#ftwd#ftwd roleplay#ftwd rp#the walking dead#the walking dead roleplay#the walking dead rp#twd rp#twd#twd roleplay#nancy drew#nancy drew roleplay#nancy drew rp#riverdale
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Master Lists
*An updated master list to make it more streamline*
Sorry for all the long list and all the loopholes but hoping the other lists fill up soon so they’re not so empty
Let me know if any of the shows/movies i’d write for interest you
OG Master (No longer updated)
Secret Santa Master Lists
2020
2022
The 100
The Vampire Diaries
Series: Caught In Between (Tag: TVDCIB) || Niklaus Mikaelson x OC
Will write for:
- Damon Salvatore
Movie Nights (Request)
- Stefan Salvatore
- Elena Gilbert
- Jeremy Gilbert
- Tyler Lockwood
- Matt Donovan
- Kai Parker
- Katerina/Katherine Petrova
The Originals
Series: Under A New Moon (Tag: TOUNM) || Niklaus Mikaelson x OC || Sequel to Caught In Between
- Niklaus Mikaelson
- Elijah Mikaelson
- Rebekah Mikaelson
- Kol Mikaelson
- Freya Mikaelson
- Marcel Gerard
- Davina Claire
-Haley Marshall
-Mikaelson Family
Trouble in Paradise (The Originals x MCU crossover) (Request)
Divergent
*Have not read books, all fics will be based off of movie*
(Mini) Series: The Distance Between Us || Eric Coulter x OC
-Beatice/Tris Prior
-Tobias Eaton/Four
Unspoken Love (Request)
-Eric Coulter
Comfort Songs (Request)
-Christina
Shadow and Bone
*In the process of reading first book...Unsure if I will write, but open to any requests* *I did watch the show*
- Alina Starkov
-Malyen Oretsev
-Kaz Brekker
-Inej Ghafa
-Jesper Fahey
-Six of Crows Gang
-General Kirigan/Darkling
-Nina Zenik
-Genya Safin
Those Grey Eyes (Request)
Just an Assistant (Request)
Outer Banks
- JJ Maybank
Untitled JJ piece
- John B. Routledge
- Pope Heyward
-Kiara Carrera
-Sarah Cameron
Julie and the Phantoms
-Luke Patterson
Songwriting
Big Break (Request)
-Julie Molina
-Alex Mercer
-Reggie Peters
-The Gang
Sleepover! (Request)
Arrowverse
Arrow
- Oliver Queen/Green Arrow
- Thea Queen/Speedy
- Roy Harper/Arsenal
- Felicity Smoak/Overwatch
- Laurel Lance/Black Canary
- Team Arrow
The Flash
- Barry Allen/The Flash
- Iris West-Allen
- Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost
- Wally West/Kid Flash
- Team Flash
Supergirl
- Kara Danvers/Supergirl
- Alex Danvers
Love Above All (Request)
- Lena Luthor
- Mon-El
DC’s Legends of Tomorrow
- Sara Lance/White Canary (Arrow)
- Ray Palmer/The Atom (Arrow)
- Zari Tomaz
- John Constantine
- Rip Hunter
- Nora Dahrk
- Team Legends
Agents of Shield
Will write for:
- Phil Coulson
- Melinda May
More than One Savior (Request)
- Daisy “Skye” Johnson/Quake
Out of Control Sway (Request)
- Jemma Simmons
- Leo Fitz
- Grant Ward
Marvel Cinematic Universe
*not my edit*
Please ask who i’d write for; there are too many characters to list
-Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier
Trouble in Paradise (The Originals x MCU crossover) (Request)
The Magicians
Will write for:
- Julia Wicker
- Eliot Waugh
- Margo Hanson
- Alice Quinn
- Quentin Coldwater
- Fen
- Todd
#The 100#the vampire diaries#arrowverse#arrow#the flash#supergirl#legends of tomorrow#agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.#marvel cinematic universe#the magicians#hyperionmaster#outer banks#julie and the phantoms
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second time’s the charm [one] // kara danvers
summary: you return to the DEO after suddenly leaving for a few months following your breakup with Kara, and turns out that working with your ex who you're kinda still in love with is a lot harder than you think
warning/s: none.
author's note: here’s a supergirl imagine i wrote a while back but only just found the time to edit! there’s a part two so enjoy! 😊
also, if you didn’t already know, I published the first few chapters of my new alicia clark x oc book on Wattpad and I’d really appreciate it if you checked it out and left some comments. Thanks and I hope you’re all well x 💞
part two | wattpad | masterlist
I followed Alex out of the lift and into the open space that was the DEO. I looked around, trying to spot any differences compared to the last time I saw it three months ago, but everything pretty much looked the same. Well, except for one major difference...
"I still can't believe you're the new director," I said with disbelief, smiling at Alex.
Alex chuckled as she led me towards the control panel. "Well, you better believe it. I'm your boss now."
I laughed, shaking my head. "That's definitely going to take some getting used to."
As we approached the control panel, a handful of agents stopped by to welcome me back. It was lovely seeing everyone again, especially since I kind of left impulsively and without saying goodbye. I'd apparently missed quite a bit which everybody was happy to catch me up with at a later date. It was almost like I'd never left though, since everybody treated me the same.
"Brainy, I'd like you to meet Agent Y/L/N," Alex introduced when we reached the control panel in front of all the screens.
I recognised Brainy from a few months ago, back when Mon-El and Imra were here. I didn't know him very well, but I recalled him taking Winn's place as the latter joined Mon-El and Imra in the future.
"Ah, yes, Agent Y/N Y/L/N," Brainy spoke, standing up and putting out his hand. I shook it as he continued, "I believe we had the pleasure quite briefly many months ago. Alex told me of your return and I look forward to working with you. You were working at the desert facility, I believe?"
I smiled with amusement, finding Brainy's mannerisms quite different to what I remembered. Then again, he was from the future so what was I to expect?
"Yeah, I transferred for a while after some...," I swallowed awkwardly, "...personal issues. But I decided to come back here and continue my work."
Brainy smiled. "Well, if you shall require any help adjusting, I am happy to help, though I, myself, am also still in the adjustment period."
"It took him a while to stop getting on my nerves, but we're getting there," Alex inputted, and her expression suggested there was some backstory I would definitely follow up on later.
I nodded with amusing. "Well, thanks, Brainy. I may take you up on that."
Brainy gave a final nod before returning to his seat. Alex led me away before continuing to show me around. As we headed up to the balcony, I gave her a teasing smile.
"It's literally the same as I left it," I said knowingly. "Is this tour really necessary?"
Alex suppressed a smile. "I know, I know. I guess I just needed the excuse to talk to you about some things."
I breathed out, my smile fading as we stopped at the balcony. "Why do I have a strong feeling I know what these 'things' are?"
Alex looked to me with pitiful eyes. "Have you spoken to her yet?"
I pursed my lips, glancing out ahead as I tried to collect my thoughts. I knew Alex would bring this up – it was inevitable. She – her sister and my ex, Kara – was the reason I left in the first place. Despite anticipating our reunion, I struggled to follow through with a planned approach.
"I haven't seen her, let alone spoken to her," I admitted. "I know what I want to say, but it's whether or not I'll actually say it, y'know?"
Alex nodded and rested a hand on my shoulder, gently squeezing it. I appreciated the Danvers sister and her support. I guess I always thought she'd hate me for leaving her sister, though technically Kara broke up with me, but she was fine with me and still treated me the same.
"I'm sorry I didn't speak much whilst I was away," I said, meeting Alex's eyes. "I didn't really want to face anything or anyone from here. I was hurting and... well, I...."
"It's okay," she cut me off, sensing my uncertainty. "You're back now and we can just pick up where we left off. I know you and my sister have your past, but we're still good, right?"
I cracked a smiled. "Right."
She nodded supportively and I instantly saw Alex in a slightly different light. All of the qualities she had were definitely leader material – I could see why J'onn chose her to be the new director.
"So, er, how is everyone here?" I asked, a little hesitant.
Alex stared out from the balcony, but she had a knowing expression on her face. "Everyone is good... they've got their act together. They're balancing everything well."
I pursed my lips, breathing out through my nose. So she was doing good. That was nice to hear. I guess after everything, that was all I wanted. As much as I acted like I hated Kara, I only wanted her to be happy. Even if that meant it didn't include me.
"C'mon," Alex said, pulling me from my thoughts. "I'll catch you up on what's new."
I nodded and accepted the distraction, following Alex back downstairs. Only, when we reached Brainy, I recognised the red-caped, blonde-headed individual stood by him.
"You okay?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow and holding back for a moment.
I recovered from my my momentary shock, swallowing hard before nodding. "Yeah, all good."
Alex seemed reluctant, but nodded and led me to Brainy and Supergirl. The latter turned around at Alex's greeting, her familiar blue eyes flickering over to me with surprise.
She looked the same with her blonde curls falling down her shoulders, just above her Supergirl emblem. Her posture was strong like the hero she was, her muscles defined in her suit and her skin flawless from any human blemish. Her eyes were widened, the same eyes that had taunted me in the first month of my abrupt leave. I hated that it was the first time I'd seen her since she broke up with me and all I could think was how beautiful she remained.
"So, Y/N is back," Alex said quite simply, her eyes looking between Kara and I studiously.
I took a deep breath before saying, "Hey, Kara."
She recovered from her surprise as she stumbled out a sentence. "Hey... you're back... you look well."
I nodded and avoided her eyes. "You, too."
It was silent for a moment and an awkward tension hung in the air. I didn't expect anything less though.
"I feel like I am now aware of what the personal reason for Y/N's departure was," Brainy suddenly said, blinking.
Kara and I stayed quiet, though I was sure my cheeks were heating up a little.
"Brainy, remember that thing we talked about the other day? Where you should think before you speak? Yeah, this applies," Alex rambled, before dragging Brainy away without another word.
More silence stretched out between Kara and I, and I suddenly forgot everything I'd practiced saying in this moment.
"I heard you transferred to the desert facility," Kara spoke up, her voice nervous.
I looked at her, noticing her bright eyes staring right at me. "Yeah. I decided to come back though. I– it was time I came back."
Kara nodded, her jaw locking as she kept quiet. I took this as my chance to speak more.
"Look, Kara, I'm back and I don't want this to be like this," I said truthfully. "I know we have a past, a recent one at that, but we both have jobs to do. I don't want what happened between us to affect our professional relationship."
Kara opened her mouth, as if to speak, but thought better of it.
"I just want to focus on doing the best I can here," I continued. "I'm sure it's the same with you. So, I think we can put aside our history for the sake of our work. I know that..." I released a shaky breath, unaware of how tense I felt. "... I know that's all I can handle right now."
Kara nodded, swallowing as she looked down. "I get it. That's... that's fine with me."
I nodded. "Good."
She looked up again, her expression softening. "In a professional way, it's good to have you back."
I chose not to respond, instead clenching my jaw as I walked away, my shoulders tensed until I was out of Kara's sight. I let myself relax finally, taking deep breaths as I tried to compose myself. I promised myself that I wouldn't let her affect me like this and yet here I was, feeling my heart pounding in my chest just from being within her proximity after so long.
–
I'd kept up to date with most issues concerning the DEO, specifically at this facility rather than the desert one, but there were a few things that popped up unexpectedly. For example, this Children of Liberty group.
We didn't know much about them other than the fact that they despised aliens and wanted them gone, even if that meant through violent means. It was J'onn who'd alerted us of their presence and Alex thought it would be best that we did some of our own scoping around to see what we could find out.
So, that's where I found myself right now, blending in with the public as I discreetly followed two 'children' of Liberty. J'onn had found a lead thankfully, so it was my job to see what I could find out. No interference except listening in with the microphone I was wearing. Nothing too difficult.
"Are they... buying hot dogs?" I heard Brainy ask through my earpiece. I was wearing a hat with a tiny webcam in it, so Alex and the others could see what I could back at the DEO.
"Bad guys gotta eat, too," I joked, continuing to pretend to read the newspaper as I occasionally glanced up at the two men who were indeed buying hot dogs from a vendor.
"Just keep doing what you're doing, Y/N," Alex said calmly. "They were talking about some meeting tonight. We just need to know where."
I nodded slightly, before continuing to read the paper whilst hearing the Children of Liberty's conversation through my other earpiece.
"...just pay the dude," one of them was saying to his friend. "I'll spot you next time."
His friend groaned before paying the man. "You better, man. We don't get paid enough for this."
"It's a hot dog, cheapskate."
I rolled my eyes and continued watching the two men as they continued their walk down the street. I set my paper down and trailed behind them, being sure to keep my distance.
"Wait... are they armed? Y/N, do you see a gun on their hip or is that something else?" Alex asked with concern.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to get a better look without raising suspicion. I couldn't see because of the man's jacket, and right when I planned to move forward, hoping to follow as they rounded in between two buildings, I was stopped by a stranger.
"Well, hello there, beautiful," this random sleazy-looking man greeted, his eyes looking me up and down. "Where you off to?"
"Y/N, we can't lose them," Alex reminded me in my earpiece.
I groaned internally before plastering a fake smile on my lips. I glanced behind the large man, seeing the two men round the corner, out of sight, before meeting this predator's eyes.
"Excuse me, sir, but I'm kind of in a rush," I said politely, stepping around him, but I felt his sweaty hand grab my arm.
On instinct, I yanked myself away from him and pushed him back, glaring with disgust. He didn't seem the least bit fazed as he smirked.
"So you've got a little kick to you," he noted, licking his lips, "I like. Look, I just wanted to get a drink with you. The bar down the street. What d'you say?"
"Agent Y/L/N, we're losing them," Brainy said, slightly panicked.
I didn't want to raise any suspicion, so I refrained from kicking this harasser's arse. Instead, I gritted my teeth, saying, "I'd rather not. Now if you'll excuse me."
I turned around and tried to speed-walk away, hoping to reach that damn alleyway, but I felt the man grab me again, his grip tighter as he spun me around and stepped forward, towering over me a little.
"Listen, bitch, I tried being polite, but you're not leaving me much choice here," he growled lowly, his eyes darkening with each word.
I tried to pull free, but he was stronger than he looked. I could have easily slipped from his grasp by dislocating his arm, and punching him in the face, or even giving him a good kick to the crotch, but that would definitely cause a scene.
"Y/N, are you okay?" Alex's voice came back. "Look, we've sent in Kara to help. She'll be there any–"
"No!" I shouted aloud, forgetting the concept of subtle.
"What?" the man asked, furrowing his brows. "What are you talking about?"
"Stella, there you are! I was looking everywhere for you!" Kara's voice sounded around us, and she approached me as herself rather than Supergirl. Her eyes flickered between the man and I as she asked, "Is everything okay here?"
The man's grip loosened and he eventually stepped away. "Sorry, miss. I must have had the wrong person."
He began to walk away, leaving Kara and I alone. I breathed out, before glaring at Kara.
"Why are you here? I had that covered," I said quietly but aggressively.
I began walking forward, following the last direction I saw the Children of Liberty head.
"You're welcome," Kara replied sarcastically, falling into step with me.
"I didn't ask for your help," I said with annoyance, before adding, "Thanks a lot, Alex."
"We couldn't risk losing them because of some harasser," Alex defended through the earpiece. "It worked, didn't it?"
"Alex is right," Kara said, trying to get me to look at her. "Plus, that guy could've hurt you."
"Yeah, I'm sure he would've made a dent on a fully-trained DEO agent," I snapped, rolling my eyes.
"That's not what I meant," Kara amended, making me stop abruptly.
I faced her, raising my eyebrows. "Then what did you mean, Kara? Because I didn't need you helping me back then. I can do my job." I looked around before whispering, "And Supergirl doesn't need to keep saving the day. Especially when nobody asked for it."
She pushed her glasses up the ridge of her nose as she pursed her lips, looking like she had more to say. It pissed me off because what the hell was she doing? This wasn't difficult. And I didn't need her. I learnt that the hard way. She'd made that clear.
I sighed and continued my walk, finally rounding that damn corner into the alleyway. I kept walking, taking it slow as I saw there was nobody there. I rounded another corner into an open space behind the building, almost walking into a small meet-up between a few of what I presumed were the Children of Liberty. Thankfully, I skidded to a halt and pressed my back to the wall before they could notice me.
I heard some sentences as the mic focused on picking up their conversation, but the sound of Kara speaking grabbed my attention.
"Y/N, look, I'm sorry for interrupting like that. I know you can– woah!"
For a superhero, Kara wasn't very subtle as she almost walked around the corner with her big mouth. Thankfully, I placed my hand over her mouth to silence her and pulled her back to me, holding her close to me and out of sight from our target.
I moved my hand from her mouth as quietly as I could, pressing my forefinger to my lips, motioning for her to stay quiet.
"Wait, did you guys hear something?" one of them said, and I practically held my breath to stay quiet.
The men went quiet as they waited for something, probably a sound to give away our position. After a moment, they gave up and began speaking again.
"Forget that, just listen up," a new voice continued to speak. "We're gonna meet tonight. Gather everyone that you know. It's the start of something new..."
As he went on and on about this impact they would have, I breathed out a small sigh of relief. I titled my head back to Kara, realising how close we actually were. My hand was still wrapped around her waist, holding her close from before. I could make out the golden flecks in her blue irises as she stared right through me, an absence of expression on her face.
I grew warm with embarrassment and also felt my heart clench up at the feeling of her so close to me. I loosened my grip on her waist, using my other hand to gently rest on her chest to push her back a step. She seemed distracted, but came back to reality when I pushed her.
"The community centre, we got it!" Brainy's voice interrupted whatever was happening, and I realised I'd completely ignored the conversation around the corner. It was a good job Brainy and Alex had been listening.
"You guys can head back now," Alex said through the earpiece. "Just be careful."
I hesitated, trying to pull my gaze away from Kara, before doing so and nodding. "Thanks, Alex."
I breathed out slowly, avoiding Kara's eyes, and carefully looked around the wall, seeing the men slowly walking the other way. I motioned for Kara to follow me as we headed out of the alleyway, back onto the main street.
I took off my hat and ran my hands through my hair, glad that was over.
"Do you, er, need a lift back to the DEO?" Kara asked nervously.
I cleared my throat, shaking my head. "I'm still scared of–"
"Scared of heights, right, yeah, sorry," she mumbled. "I'll see you back there then..."
I nodded and she awkwardly walked away, probably to find a quiet place to fly off from. I removed my earpieces and pocketed them before breathing out heavily, not realising how wound up I felt.
What just happened?
–
"Stop it!" I laughed, attempting to push Kara away, but clearly she was the stronger of us
both as she continued to kiss me all over my face and neck.
"You're just too beautiful," she said knowingly, flashing me her amazing smile. "If we don't get out of here, I don't think I can control what'll happen next."
With a little more force, I managed to push her back by her chest, grinning. "You better control yourself, Danvers. We're in a public place."
Kara chuckled melodiously, grabbing my hand and dragging me away from the front of the restaurant we'd just dined at and into the alleyway beside it. When I realised why she'd taken us here, I let go of her hand and gave her the best stern look I could at that moment.
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