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The way that Lena accepts the mantle of Storyteller even if it's the opposite of everything she ever wanted. In a way, you could see it was the elephant, the black dog haunting her waking moments, the looming, lurking knowledge that there will be a day where her friends and family are dead and gone and she's there, telling their stories to people who have long forgotten their names. If only to remind herself. If only to remind the world...
#( headcanon. )#lexi and i had this whole plot where Lena was the only one to remember olivia colomar#even tried ( and mostly succeeded ) at making her a dia de los muertos ofrenda every year#( The food was always a Little Too British but she tried )#she was destined to burn up like a supernova and here she is#decades later#still looking 25 ( but maybe a little slower )#murmering stories about her friends who have moved on#they say you die twice - once when your body dies#and then again when someone says your name for the last time.#lena won't let them die again#cowboy beepbop is once again flooding me with muse right when im trying to sleep
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New Story
El Mayarah (M)
Summary: After waking from a recurring dream, Kara tells Lena the truth about her identity and how she feels. Nothing goes as the Kryptonian hopes. After being attacked by The Children of Liberty, the only way to save Lena’s life is to take her to Argo City. What happens there will change everything.
Chapter One
Kara’s POV
Ever since Reign was defeated and The Children of Liberty gained power in the media, I've had nightmares. Some were about fighting The World Killers, losing, and them killing everyone I cared for or The Children of Liberty killing all aliens and everyone who helped aliens. Either way, everybody I loved or cared about ended up dying and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
The only way I could go back to sleep was making a cup of tea and wrapping myself in the blanket Lena had left after a movie night. Sipping the warm liquid, I thought about the last few months. Things are so messed up. Lena and Supergirl are at odds because of kryptonite and she doesn't know the truth. It's been too long. It won't end well when I tell Lena who Kara Danvers really is.
Flipping through Netflix, I put on a comfort show and let it play in the background. Lena still made me the kryptonite armor even after our fight. And she gave Mom the recipe to make more Harun-El. I'm so confused.
Desperately needing sleep, I rinsed my mug and went back to bed. Since the blanket still smelled like Lena's apartment, I brought it to bed with me. Nuzzling my face into it, I inhaled the calming scent.
Waking in my bed, I heard a knock on my door. Rushing to answer it, Brainy stood before me. "Brainy? What are you doing here?"
"You're talking to me. And you know who I am." His brow creased. "Supergirl is-,"
"You can't say that! " Pulling him inside, I closed the door quickly. "It's dangerous to walk around without your image inducer turned on."
"Do we know each other? I am Brainiac 5. A 12th level intellect. The Legionnaires call me Brainy." He walked around my apartment aimlessly looking around.
"Yes, we know each other. Mon-El sent you." Why does this feel so familiar?
"Yes. To make sure your neuro pathways are intact." Brainy picked up a plant and examined it. "Your brain is in remarkable health for someone languishing in a coma."
Oh, Rao. "The coma dream palace thing I was in," I sighed. Not this dream again. "Yes, you think I'm in a coma. I was, but I'm not anymore."
"Did I bury the lead?" His head tilted. "You've been in a coma for two days."
"I know. My subconscious feels most at ease here and so on."
"Yes, you've been in a coma."
No matter what I say, it's still going to play out. Rubbing my face, I went along with it. "I'm in my loft."
"Oh! This is just where your subconscious feels most comfortable. We're not really in your loft."
This can't be happening. "If I'm in a coma, how are you here?" I watched as the man continued to walk around my apartment.
"Mon-El woke me from hyper sleep to communicate with you on behalf of him and your D.E.O. patriates. 31st century technology. It's also what's keeping you alive."
"Alive?"
"Reign defeated you," he spoke curiously. "Don't you remember?"
Flashes of the fight and Alex finding me in the rubble flashed through my mind. Dread filled me. "No. This…Reign is still out there. People are dying. I need to wake up." Rushing to my door, I tried to open it to no avail.
"I don't think you're listening to me." I tried pulling harder but the door wouldn't give. "Could we maybe try relaxing for a bit?"
After finally giving up on the door, I paced the loft. "This is torture," I huffed. Sitting on the couch, I watched as Brainy inspected my kitchen. "What are you looking for?"
"Any sign of decay or damage. In a simulation like this, it can show up in any type of fashion. I want to make sure there's nothing that will harm your reality reentry."
"Reality reentry?" I held a pillow to my chest.
"If you're not properly prepared, you could go into shock. Some people die instantly."
"Wait, does that mean I'm ready to wake up?" Getting to my feet, I tossed the pillow. "Is there anything I need to do?" I made my way towards the door again.
"This is the manifest of your subconscious and that's the only way in or out. Logic says you need to walk through it."
Trying the door again, it wouldn't budge. "It's not opening." I continued to pull. "Why isn't it opening?"
"We drained the tank and you've suffered no ill effects of hibernation." Boiling water, Brainy sipped a cup of tea. I bit my lip realizing he used some of Lena's favorite tea. "Everything is physically fine. There must be a different reason your mind is keeping you here."
"You're saying I'm keeping myself here?" I scoffed. "That doesn't make any sense. I'm the one who wants out of here." I tried punching through the door but was only knocked back.
"Is there a reason your subconscious wants you to stay here? Self preservation perhaps? You were badly beaten." He sipped more tea as he sat on the couch. "Fear can be powerful."
"I am not afraid." I tried using my heat vision until everything around us was destroyed. Frustrated, I started to clean.
"Is there something different about this version of your loft? Something that stands out."
Placing some items on my coffee table, I looked around. My stomach dropped seeing coats, shoes, and other little things that weren't mine. A lot of Lena's things are here. Things that aren't actually in my loft. This is new. The dream has never taken this path before. Turning my gaze to the picture in hand, it was one I took of us. We were cheek to cheek and smiling.
"You've noticed something," Brainy's voice trailed. "Who is this brunette woman?" He picked up a nearby picture I kept on the side table. "Your mate? Mon-El said you were single."
"No. She's…just a friend." My stomach fell. I don't want her to be just a friend.
The man studied me. "You want her to be your mate." His head tilted. "You could be stuck because you're scared."
"I've not told her that I'm Supergirl. She'll hate me." I swallowed hard seeing the brunette in question appear sitting in my armchair. Walking towards her, I wrapped Lena in my arms. "I miss you."
"I'm right here, Kara," Lena nuzzled her face in my neck, holding me tightly.
"She appeared to you for a reason," he coaxed. "What is it?"
Releasing the shorter woman, I turned towards Brainy. "Possibly because I have to face the fact that I've had feelings for her?"
His brow creased. "But you love Mon-El."
"You can love more than one person at a time, I think." I took the safer option, falling for Mon-El. Loving him was easier than loving Lena. He was a certain thing. She's not.
"And now?" Brainy's attention shifted.
Turning back to dream Lena, I cupped her face. The action caused a warm smile to appear. "To get out of here I have to admit to myself that I love her…." That thought terrifies me.
My alarm woke me from my Lena, Brainy, coma dream. Staring at the ceiling, I thought about Lena and my feelings for her. I am so screwed. I need to bite the figurative bullet and tell her. I'd rather bite a real one.
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#supergirl#supercorp#lena luthor#kara danvers#supercorp endgame#supercorp fanfiction#supercorp fanfic#supercorp fic#hurt/comfort#fluff and angst#angst with a happy ending#kara danvers x lena luthor#lena x kara#kara x lena#supergirl cw
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I drove 5hrs to the beach today, and about 1hr in I was reminded of Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters (2013), and how I need to watch it again.
Which of course led me to the inevitable.
What if there was a Supercorp version?
Now, I know what you're probably thinking-- Kara and Alex as the siblings, Lena as the outlier white witch, right?
WRONG.
The answer is clearly Lena and Lex as the witch hunters and Kara as the outlier white witch. Because clearly Lex and Lena would be dope with the weapons and tech and tactics for hunting witches, and the idea of Lex being the one forced to stuff his face with sweets as a kid is just golden.
I think their dynamic would be the same as in the film-- mostly equal with Lena having the slight edge in authority. Mostly because she has a knack for knowing where witches are and how each one operates, and Lex learns to trust her judgment. Though most of the time they're on the same page to the point they know what each other are thinking and can finish each other's sentences.
Meanwhile Kara is the woman accused of being a witch who they save from the townspeople when they first arrive. She and Lena obviously have immediate chemistry, and Lena is definitely into Kara's interest in her, but is all about business first. Too many kids are going missing.
But things hit a snag when, after an altercation where Lex and Lena are separated, Kara finds Lex with mortal wounds, and uses her magic to heal him. When he finds out, his good nature towards her disappears and he regards her with nothing but contempt.
"You saved my life," he snarls, "so I won't kill you today. But if I see you again..."
The threat goes without saying.
"And fucking stay away from my sister."
Kara stays away for a while, but when she learns information vital to the search for the children, she has to risk the peace.
She finds them in the tavern, and though Lena smiles at the sight of her, Lex immediately draws his weapon.
"She's a witch," he tells Lena, anticipating her confusion.
In an instant, Lena's weapon is out and leveled at Kara, her expression cold and hard. Kara quickly lifts her hands.
"Do I look like a witch to you?"
Lena tilts her head towards Lex. "She has a point."
"Humans don't use magic."
Lena's head tilts the opposite direction, casting a long look at Kara. "He has a point."
"I saved his life, that's all," Kara reminds Lex. "Where I come from that would be cause for gratitude, not suspicion."
At that, Lena's eyes narrow. "Our instincts are the only reason we've survived this long," she says, voice razor sharp. She glares hard at Kara for a long moment, but then slowly releases the hammer on her pistol.
"But sometimes they're wrong." Thrusting the gun back in its holster, Lena turns her chin towards her brother, ready for his protest. "Not often," she says swiftly. "But sometimes."
"Lena..." Lex warns, holding out a few moments longer.
"Do you deny she saved your life?" Lena shoots back.
Lex scowls. "No," he admits, glaring at Kara like he'd rather she'd left him to die.
Lena is less bothered. She turns her chair backwards and sits astride it, resting her elbows on the table as she looks at Kara intently.
"So. Let's talk."
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i won't get super into the d*lena vs stelena discourse bc i think everything has been said before but i just finished watching all 8 seasons and I'm trying to rewatch the first 3 again bc they're the only good ones before it gets taken off netflix, and it's genuinely wild to me how the show that starts with d*mon murdering people for fun every episode and doing everything in his power to ruin stefan's life ends with stefan sacrificing himself and d*lena getting together. like narratively it would make sense if d*mon were to make up for all those years of mistreatment by finally stepping aside and letting stefan be happy, and it would also show that he truly loves elena by allowing her to be happy. i hate the whole redemption by death plotline but if it was going to happen it makes so much sense for it to be d*mon. why did stefan need to die, when he spent every episode paying for every mistake he made, paying for everything his brother did, always cleaning up his brother's messes, putting his happiness on the line for his brother. when so many of his "sins" weren't even his fault. how do you spend 8 seasons watching a character put everyone else before himself and then end it with him dying for everyone else?? how is that narratively satisfying at all? the show starts with him trying to finally be happy, trying to put everything in the past and live his life, dreaming of being human, and instead of, i don't know, making him get to be human and finally have that happy life, they were like nah let's kill him and give that life to d*mon who has done nothing to earn it.
(i won't even get into how elena deserves so much better, how perfect stefan and elena are for each other and how them both being humans and living together happily would have been the perfect ending to both their stories)
stars this show makes me mad. the finale was one of the worst things I've ever seen but you know what it's fine in my head season 3 is the end of the show and stelena is canon the end.
#anti damon salvatore#anti delena#stelena#stefan salvatore#anti steroline#anti tvd#also the fact that the show starts with dmon assaulting caroline and ends with them hugging when he never so much as apologised to her is#disgusting
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characters with white hair and characters fighting with needles are SUPERB DESIGNS much agree there. im holding it all so very gently in my hands while spitting on danzo fuck that guy. also??? eden just chefs kiss. traumatic kinda immortality is my VIBE. hows the ability work? can he ever die? hows he get along with belly??? good luck at whatever ya gotta GO to!! byyyee
THANK YOU needle fighting is jst so cool im not rly sure where i picked it up ? bunch of things ... katara in atla in that one episode where she seeks revenge... yeah it stuck to me ...
and this group of oc is a bit of like. "cringe renaissance" like im allowing myself to have fun without thinking abt waht others would say... yes this oc has heterochromia (vik) yes this oc has white hair and incredible powers (eden) (also cody) yes these ocs are twins that barely look anything alike but im doing MY THING im so happy. im free
SO GLAD U LIKE EDEN tw for drug use, overdose and suicide + rest of the answer
i care him sooo much. whats dramatic abt him is that in his past life (in the angel/demon au) he had. a very shitty life and ended up taking lots of drugs as a mean to get on with life until he finally just. decided to stop trying to get on with like. also hes trans :) . so um killed himself by overdosing on drugs. its always a similar past/history with him so i think it's a bit tragic that while he suffered so much he can't just. end it like he did before because his power wont let him. as a human he would die of old age, but his power , while letting him suffer through any injury or subtence, won't let him die. i mean in the end he does find that living is pretty nice when you're surrunded by people you love and who love you so !!!!
im not quite sure how the ability works yet... i think it's a molecular manipulation of the flesh and any thing that compose it, so it would heal injuries, help fight infections, but it wouldn't be able to revive someone if life has already left them/if it was too far along. eden's power being inside of him, it unconsciously protects him from everything and anything as it happens, fixing the damage almost instantly.
it takes a lot out of him to use it on other people (to fix or destroy) and after the beheading incident he fears it so much he's unable to use it until he's about to lose someone precious to him....
belly and him get along well !!! they're in the angel squad together in the angel/demon au and they're supposed to be the two "level headed" ones (they're not they're barely adults with age being between 20 to 25) and work nicely as a team. im not very good to talk abt relationship between characters im sorry !
for reference btw,
demon squad : abel, cain (no art of him yet im sowwyyyyyy), nell, titania, jasper
angel squad : cody, eden, lena, belly, vik, noah
i have pinterest boards of all of them also btw...
i have a lot of old ocs that are in this au as well as secondary characters im very <33 abt this au.
AND THANK U SO MUCH i was meeting up with friends i havent seen or talked to in FOUR YEARS life connected us together again accidentally and i had a lot of fun it was a sweet evening ! i am going to eep now zzzzzzzzzzzzzz snork mimimi
#ask me#the unwanted#eden#belly#i LOVE EM#thank u so much for keep on asking abt them i would DIE for u
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Nightshade Chapter 17 Sneak Peek
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Enjoy the peek y'all!
"Where is she?" I asked Prue as I slid into the seat across from her.
"Work." Prue glances around. "She should be off soon, though."
"Arcade again this year?"
"Hell yes!" Her enthusiasm was infectious as Will followed the conversation without a clue as to what we were talking about, but still, he got excited anyway. "It's her favorite place."
"Do we need to book it?"
"Already done."
I grinned, giving her a quick high-five. "You're a saint!"
Jake sat down next to me. "What are we talking about?"
"Quinn's birthday party. You wanna join the planning committee?"
He leaned forward with that mischievous grin of his. "Desperately."
"You can be in charge of the cake," I offered, relaxing back in the booth. It wasn't something I thought would be particularly challenging, especially considering how little Quinn cared about the cake, but the slight widening of Jake's eyes told me he considered it quite the task. "You don't have to."
"I can manage a dumb cake," he insisted with that deep-set scowl that was starting to grow on me.
"Quinn could care less about the cake," I continued. "She doesn't usually even eat it. It's more for everyone else."
Will's brows furrowed. "What does she eat then?"
"Candy apples!" Patrick proclaimed as he and Peter slid into the booth, shoving Jake into my side. "Nana makes 'em special for her every year."
Peter smiled fondly. "Nana makes sure everyone gets something special on their birthday."
"An angel, that woman," Patrick added lovingly. "Always makes me the best, booziest rum cake."
Will tapped Peter's shoulder, asking with a dumb grin. "What does she make you?"
Though it was a simple question, I could see Prue's eyes light up as she answered, "Jam. She takes Lena and Quinn berry picking and makes me my jam and a big plate of jam tarts."
Peter leaned back, closing his eyes slightly. "Can't wait for my batch of cookies this year."
"Same," I replied. "I won't have to try and smuggle them to you."
"What does she make you?" Jake asked, glancing at me as he took a drink of his beer.
Before I could answer, Patrick spoke, "The real question is, what doesn't she make on Lena's birthday?"
Jake turned to my brother with a chuckle. "Should've guessed Lena got the royal treatment."
"Lena's not special," Pat insisted. "She just gets a big party because that's when she got back."
"Got back from where?"
My brother's mouth shut. He scratched the back of his head, chuckling nervously as he talked over himself, trying to find something to say. Something that wasn't a lie, but that wasn't the truth either.
The truth. How was a person supposed to casually discuss how they narrowly escaped death at the hands of a rich and psychotic "ex" just a few days before turning sixteen? How could anything I said possibly explain the horrors every birthday previous to that had been filled with? The mixed emotions my birthday brought were a can of worms best left untouched, so I didn't meet Jake's curious eyes, instead letting my eyes lock onto Quinn as she emerged through the crowd. "There's the birthday girl!"
She welcomed the attention, not stopping until everyone had wished her a happy, almost birthday. "All this love and attention is good for my skin." She sat down next to Peter, smudging glitter onto his shirt. "What'd I miss?"
"Nothing," I said quickly. "Just discussing your birthday."
She clapped. "Let me guess! Prue already booked the arcade, and now you're trying to find people to dump cake and booze on?"
I rolled my eyes. "We all know I'm on booze duty."
"Til the day we die bitch." Quinn laughed. "So, who's the poor bastard on cake duty this year?" Narrowing her eyes, she pointed at Peter. "Kiwi?"
Peter rolled his eyes at her new nickname for him, a term almost everyone had adopted upon seeing the fuzz growing on his head. Secretly, Peter enjoyed it. The kiwi fuzz meant he could get his old hair back. "Nope."
Her finger turned toward Patrick, who nearly rolled out of the booth to avoid it. "Don't even try to curse me like that."
Quinn frowned, shifting her gaze to Jake, who gave her a shrug. She clicked her tongue. "Oh, you poor boy."
#fic: nightshade#sweetbitter fic#sweetbitter jake#jake sweetbitter#jake x oc#jake and lena#sweetbitter fanfiction#sweetbitter jake x oc#sweetbitter#sweet bitter
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And the chain goes on and on
So, as our server seems very intent to keep it going (not my fault, no, @mikaharuka is totally the one to blame!) I just got 5 more words to look for in my WIP.
My WIP in question being The lesser Evil - the epic Castlevania Fantasy fic that starts uploading on Friday.
@udaberriwrites tagged me with the following words:
Gold, glass, jump, nervous, call
So, as we just keep it going until we have been once through the dictionary, I will just add other folks again. @tsunderewatermelon @hylianjo @mikaharuka @Onelittlebirdtoldme @lena-hills
You get the following 5 words:
Sword, Blood, Shiver, Voice, Lock
So, let me do the five words given by udaberri :D
GOLD
Trevor looked at the vampires. His experiences with vampires—as well as those few informations he retained from his childhood—told him, they had not fed in quite a while. Even though he knew whispering was useless, considering the vampires in question had fine hearing, he moved closer to Adrian and lowered his voice. "They'll kill you."
The expression in the golden eyes was unwavering. "They won't. But if we don't take care of it, they might kill someone else." For a short moment, he shot a gaze as the human prisoners. "There are not many people alive in this city."
"And I don't want you to die," Trevor replied. Frankly, he would take the vampires killing those noble fuckers over them harming Adrian any day.
GLASS
There was a sad fact, that Gilles had learned after his first death. Even if you could not actually die, the process of being killed still tended to hurt. So, he found himself down here in hell once again, inside a palace, which houses countless demons and fallen angels. A castle that even housed a throne room, built from black obsidian, the glass like layers reflecting the light of the fires surrounding it.
Gilles was kneeling, because he knew he had messed up and his patron had all right to be angry with him.
Yet, the fallen angel just leaned back in his throne, all six black wings surrounding him. Two pairs of eyes looked back at the man, whom he had revived several decades before. "What happened?" he asked in a cool voice.
JUMP
The demon was panting, growling, but still had both his fucking arms. Evil eyes looked at Trevor, just as the creature pulled further arrows out of its arm.
"You wanna fight on distance, right?" Well, Trevor would not allow for it! He jumped forward, sliding over the floor. His short sword in hand, he chopped at one of the demons several lags, drawing dark and smelly blood and making the creature fall forward. "Easy…" Already Trevor was behind the creature, drawing his whip backwards once more. It crashed into the creature's back with another explosion, making the demon now fully fold over. It tried to turn around, when Trevor landed on its back and brought his sword down, piercing through the monster's skull. There was a gurgeling sound, before the creature fell over.
Panting Trevor landed on the floor. "As I said," he muttered, "easy."
NERVOUS
This was taking too fucking long. It was. Even though time seemed to not exist down here, Trevor noticed himself getting nervous. He was not sure, what that king was planning, but he was quite certain that Adrian was in trouble. He just knew it.
He stared at the bars of their cell, grinding his teeth. "We need to get out of here."
"It hasn't been that long," Sypha tried to caution him. "I am sure…"
"Something is wrong," he said. "I can feel it. Something is fucking wrong."
CALL
Adelbert was fuming. He could not believe he was even sent here. For what cause? Why even afford this man, who called himself a king, that much propriety? He belonged even less on the throne than any of those disgusting vampire women, who had held it for the last four hundred years.
Even when he had been young, he had never understood, why Bavaria would not take the tiny country. Sure, vampires were dangerous. He was aware of that much. But for fuck's sake: An army of maybe two or three thousands would've easily taken the region!
It would've afforded them a lot of needed protection to the south. Just in case something unexpected would happen.
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THANKS so much for answering my sisterhood of traveling pants 👖 ✨ask I absolutely love your cast. Your choices are so interesting and fun Lol I love your choice for Lena. I also think Taylor Russell would be really good in that role. Thanks again.💗💗💗💗 W hen I think of movies that really spoke to me as a young girl that definitely is one of them also legally blonde , akeelah and the bee etc and there’s so many more. Is there any movie that you really loved growing up that you would love to see rebooted? And of course would to see your dream cast if you have any. 😊
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You're very welcome, anon! It was a really lovely ask to answer, and unlocked so many good memories as I read Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants in highschool not long after it came out.
Taylor Russell would be such a great choice for Lena too, and I think maybe Sophie Wilde? I loved her in Talk to Me, and quite enjoyed her in Tom Jones and feel like she could do a lot in that role.
And man, Legally Blonde was definitely very influential for me (I still haven't seen Akeelah and the Bee unfortunately! I'll need to add it to my holiday watchlist!), and I think Clueless and Bring It On too. A lot of my really influential YA stories though are ones that are Australian, so I'm very concsious most people won't have seen or read them, but if I had to mention one, I'd say Looking for Alibrandi is forever absolutely formative to me as a film.
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It still guts me, for ways I won't spoil, haha, but I really recommend it as a coming of age film that deals with all the regular teen issues while also looking at parental abandonment, the cultural confusion of being a child of migrants and losing people you don't expect to (full tw, there is a teen suicide in this film). Plus! It's still funny! And fun, and Pia Miranda is forever an underated actress to me.
I don't think I'd remake it, as I think it's a perfect product of its time, but the author of the book it's based on, Melina Marchetta, also wrote a book called On the Jellicoe Road, which I am constantly tapping my watch for an adaptation of. It was so, so formative to me as both a reader and a writer, and I hate that it's kind of been lost to time? Anyway, let me at least share with you the opening paragraph of that book because I still love it a lot:
My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.
I counted.
It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d ever seen, where trees made breezy canopies like a tunnel to Shangri-La. We were going to the ocean, hundreds of miles away, because I wanted to see the ocean and my father said that it was about time the four of us made that journey. I remember asking, 'What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?' and my father said, 'Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand,' and that was the last thing he ever said.
#this feels like a deflection but i don't mean it to be anon haha#i do find it easier to recast things that are like#good stories but don't quite work#whereas things that are borderline perfect feel often like such a cultural catalyst#that the actors become hard to separate from the story#y'know?#welcome to my ama#recastings
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Chapter 14:
"We are going out tonight," Jessica announced as she pushed her way inside my room. At this point, I should just get a revolving door.
"Where are we going?" Riley asked.
Riley had been staying with me for almost a week now to help me keep on track with the plan. I had no idea how she was going to graduate while missing so much school, but she said not to worry about it, so I wasn't. Riley had always been able to handle her own shit.
Jessica halted, looking and Riley and me.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" Jessica asked.
Riley stayed lying on my bed. "Riley Chance, and you must be Jessica Ross, the bitch who helped the Blue Rose boys frame my bestie."
Jessica stood there speechless as Riley got off the bed too slowly. I got in between them because I knew for a fact Riley had no problem kicking someone's ass.
"Yeah, I'm trying to make amends for that."
"Oh, you better. Lena doesn't want to admit that she's truly a big ole softy." I glared at her, which she ignored. "But I, on the other hand, believe that once a rat, always a rat. Try that shit again, and those cheap ass blonde extensions will be the only thing left of you."
Riley smiled at her and went back to lying on my bed and scrolling on her phone. I tried and failed to hide my smile. Riley really was a ride-or-die type bitch.
"You were saying something about us going out tonight," I said.
Jessica looked scared but nodded. "You've been cramped up in this room for far too long. It's time you hung out with other people who aren't the reason for and a part of your revenge."
"I second that. We need to find you a dick to sit on that's not a guy who framed you for murder."
"And arson. Don't forget arson." Jessica said unhelpfully.
"Fuck the both of you. But fine, let's go out."
Jessica squealed and went to my closet to find me something to wear.
"Yeah, let's not pick something from the preppy schoolgirl clothing line," Riley said and got off the bed and opened up the duffle bag she had brought with her.
She pulled out a black dress with thin straps.
"Can never go wrong with a little black dress." she sang and waved it around.
An hour later, the three of us were dressed and ready to go to a club Riley found that wasn't too far from campus. I looked at myself in the mirror, and for the first time since I've been here, I felt like myself. I'm wearing a little black dress. And by little, I mean I won't be able to bend over without flashing someone. I did black smokey eyes with red lipstick and black lip liner. Riley flat ironed and curled my hair, leaving it in big curls. I looked over at Riley and Jessica. Riley was wearing black leather pants, a black, red lace corset, and heels that made her almost tower over me. Riley's hair was pinned up with a claw hairpin. Jessica wore a light blue mini skirt with a white crop top. She put her blonde hair into a high ponytail.
"Ready?" I asked.
Riley nodded and headed to the door, but Jessica stopped her.
"Let's take some pictures together."
Jessica didn't wait for us to respond; she pulled out her phone and began taking pictures of each of us and then all of us together. We called a car and left.
****
We pulled up to a club called Tipsey, which had to be the dumbest name ever, but the line went around the corner.
"These aren't stand in line all night kinda heels," Riley said.
"Did you forget we're Blue Rose? We don't have to stand in any line ever."
She walked right up to the bouncer, told her our names, and we were let right in and led to a table in a top section.
"Now, this is what I'm talking about," Riley said on her third shot of vodka. "Just us girls relaxing and living our best life. A little revenge here and there. That's what it's all about."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked her as I sipped on my vodka lemonade.
"Nothin, just enjoying life."
"Why am I the only one popping my fucking pussy right now? Come dance!" Jessica yelled.
She was in between a woman and a man, all three of them dancing to whatever Cardi B song was playing. I laughed at the TikTok reference and decided, fuck it. I pulled Riley with me and danced on her. Two songs and a couple of shots in, Riley and I were having the time of our lives. I laughed harder than I had in way too long. It felt so good to be here with her. I remember the times we would sneak into clubs like this before we turned twenty-one. Henry would somehow catch us every time. I swear he had a tracker on me back then.
"I love girl-on-girl action." a random, stumbling, and obviously drunk guy said.
Why can't women just live? We ignored him and kept dancing.
"Btich, I'm talking to you."
I whipped my head around. "Leave us alone, or I'll break your arm."
His eyes widened like he hadn't expected me to say anything at all. Then his eyes turned to fury.
"You entitled little bitch. You should be grateful I'm talking to you. Do you know how many girls in here want me?"
"Yeah, exactly none," Riley said.
One second he was stumbling, and the next, he was launching himself at Riley. I stepped in front of her and punched him right in the face. He stumbled back and held his now bloody nose. Jessica rushed over and grabbed a hold of Riley.
"Let's go," I announced.
Riley and Jessica went first, and I followed behind them. We don't even get close to the door when the asshole can't take a hint and grabbed my arm. I got ready to kick him in his little balls when he was on the ground a second later. I watch as a guy jumps on him. It took me less than a second to realize the guy hitting him over and over again was Noah. Noah always seemed to be knocking men unconscious like it was his day job. I think he's about to get off the guy, but he keeps going. The crowd around us is just staring as Noah beats a man to death. I stepped in and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Noah, stop."
Noah's fist almost goes down again, but he stopped at the sound of my voice. He lets go of the guy's shirt, making him hit the floor.
"Let's go," Noah said.
"We're about to call a car to come to get us,"
"No, you'll ride with me."
"No."
"Always gotta do things the hard way."
I ignored him and pulled out my phone to call a car when I was suddenly upside down. "Noah put me down right now!" I screamed. "I am getting sick of you throwing me over your shoulder, you asshole!"
He ignored me and carried me through the club, and no one but Jessica and Riley tried to stop him. Riley tried and failed to pull me off of him. He kept going until we reached the door of his car, where the rest of the boys were waiting.
"Oh hell no," I shouted when Noah finally put me down.
Before I could walk away, Noah grabbed me and pushed me into the car. Scott reached out an arm and helped him while Noah got in and forced me onto his lap. Randall was in the driver's seat while Avery was in the passenger seat.
"Are you ladies going to get in, or am I going to have to get Avery to throw you in?"
I gave them both a look that said Don't get in! But they didn't listen and got into the car because I guess Noah's demand was scarier than my look. Randall started the car, and we drove away. I moved in Noah's lap to try to get onto Riley's lap because this was way too close for me.
"You better stop moving, or you'll have a problem to deal with," Noah warned.
I stopped moving and noticed that he was becoming hard beneath me. He had his arms wrapped around me and forced me to lean back against him. I could feel his breath against my neck. He moved one of his arms and placed his hand on my thigh. He moved it higher, and I gripped his hand to stop him.
"Why haven't you ever worn this dress for me?"
"Because it's not mine."
"Ah, yeah, I forgot you dress like an innocent schoolgirl. Those outfits are just as sexy. You don't want to know how many times I've imagined you bent over with my dic-"
"Shut up right now,"
It's like he's forgotten we aren't the only ones in the car. Riley and Jessica were noticeably silent, and Riley kept sending me looks like she was waiting for me to give her the okay to start beating asses. As much as I believed I could kick their ass one on one, I wasn't sure about us vs. them. As we drove, I noticed that none of the boys were giving me their usually threatening looks or saying anything about threatening my life. What the hell was that about?
We got to campus, and Jessica couldn't open the door fast enough. She got out, and Riley followed her. I started to go too, but Noah held on. Randall got out of the car and closed the door. I tried to get off Noah, but he was holding me too tight. I started to reach my elbow back to hit him, but Scott grabbed both of my arms and held them in front of me.
"Let me go, you assholes."
"No, you're staying with me tonight."
"The hell I am."
I watched as Randall was being punched by Riley and Jessica kicked him in the balls. I laughed when he fell down.
"Oh hell no," Avery said and jumped out of the car.
He grabbed Randall and put him in the passenger seat. Jessica went for the door while Avery and Riley started arguing. Jessica yanked on the door, but it didn't budge. She looked at me with horror as Avery pushed Riley to the ground, making me scream in a fury. Avery got in the driver's seat and drove away.
"I'm going to kill you," I told Avery in a cold tone.
"She'll be fine. That bitch bit me. I had to resist punching her."
Avery kept one hand on the stirring wheel while showing me the bite mark on his arm. Riley bit him good. I almost beamed with pride.
"You deserved it. You're kidnapping me."
"Trust me, we'd rather not, but your psycho boyfriend can't take not being with you."
"Noah is not my boyfriend."
"Tell him that."
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Skill Sets: Piloting & Hand-to-Hand Combat
strap in boys, this got long lmfao
i. piloting - so canon's dropped that cole knows how to pilot and tbh i got the feeling he finds going from pt A to pt B p boring. i think he gets a better appreciation for it as he gets older into his 30's and finds it relaxing, but i am thinking abt my conversations w spacy on lena talking to cole abt the excitement of being up there, the sensation of freedom being so far removed off the ground - and i think for cole the appeal of piloting is more of being subjected to g-forces, being tossed around and doing sharp maneuvers/out-maneuvering enemies (not to put words in the horse's mouth that lena doesn't also enjoy these aspects of flying askdljfs). i will leave it open for who he was taught by for any future plot considerations, but i would think he was taught during his enlistment in BW/OVW. for his modern verse, i think the closest he's probably ever gotten was a crop duster and it was a single lesson that was informal as hell, a real shot-gun shit-show w a kookie ol' pilot with him at the age of 15. as per everything with him, this was some one-off round-about circumstance that came to be and not some actual paid-for-lesson; predictably there was a point where he thought they were going to die-- :skull:
ii. hand to hand combat - aight i wrote some sorta blurb ages ago about how cole's the sorta guy who drives his punches w an efficiency in the same way every shot w a revolver's got to count; that people will take his seemingly slow and grounded vibes to translate into his fighting style and that they are caught off guard when he purposely uses this against them by: 1) changing up a rhythm that's been established and 2) forcing openings by false telegraphs and by whatever other mean that will catch the opponent off guard. he lumbers, he does not actively sway and try to make his footwork look unpredictable by bouncing on the balls of his feet; he will spot-dodge, or take hits in order to just yank you or grab you, with the latter being more frequent (he is very?? stubborn and will just TAKE hits.)
the closer for him, the better, he's not exactly the sorta spry guy that likes to do explosive jumps or maneuvers that will have him going in and darting out and darting back in again as u might expect from somebody like genji. (that said, if you are trying to utilize SPACE between urself n him in a fight,,, in a verse where he's in his 20's to even his late 20's, dont be surprised if he loses patience n just launches himself after u-- :skull: just bc he seems lumbering n slow, doesn't mean he won't just brute force a confrontation if he realizes the other guy's pussy-footing.)
i'm not too informed on fighting styles, but cole's been taught hand-to-hand and grappling and he's fairly good at both. he doesn't utilize kicks very much, he's more upper-body oriented; it's very likely you can actually catch one of his kicks before he can reel it back in, just be careful not to let him use that to his advantage to turn the fight into a grappling thing (can he choke somebody with his thighs? yes,). his natural tendency is wide hooks that follow through his entire body - very brawler style - but the downside is that they're very readable, easy to block and grab, so he doesn't actually get to utilize them in high stakes opponents, but will probably do so if he's drunk, sloppy, and in a bar fight.
cole will weaponize his environment fairly normally and this is just some vestigial thing from his scrappy youth. he will throw dust in your eyes, he will kick chairs out and grab them by their backings and hurl them at somebody, he will throw a gun johnny-wick style when the rounds are empty, and in ashe's case throw out a convenient rack of grenades and shoot them into explosives.
in his start with BW, he was fairly readable with his eyes. they would telegraph fairly frequently what he was thinking about using or hitting or targetting. during his time with the GANG, this weakness was mostly hidden by the shade of his hat, but out on a sparring mat where he's gone hatless, you can see him and the cogs turning. this is also a habit of his youth, like, asljkdf you can tell the exact moment when he's about to make a very bad or impulsive decision by the look on his face and outright staring with blown out pupils-
i would like to think a SEP character would point this out to him, whether this be reyes or jack, but i will leave this open. he out-grows this eventually, and the path of him bypassing it was thru the way of Flow; wherein the usual thing that happens when he's finally in the heat of adrenaline and in a fight. his body relaxes, his gaze steadies. he will do long, sweeping looks, and then force the opponent to look at him by locking gazes with them; enforcing presence, intimidation, and control.
#hc: head up in the clouds;;#hc: skills#but tek what abt him rolling arnd all the time-#alkjsdfasl he rolls to keep low to the ground and move fast between elements of cover beneath the heat of gunfire
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Just your daily reminder that Lena has watched her friends/team die bloody on more than one occasion and as a result, will wake up and sprint to whomever she had nightmare about watching die again.
She'll sit in their lap or next to them, pressing her trembling fingers into their arm, silently at first but then asking questions about the date/time/location, asking if they're real. If they let her, she'll place both hands on their face and map them out, feel their heartbeat under her fingers. Check for wounds that aren't there. When she does this, it's clear that she's not looking at them, but through them, seeing multiples of that same person over and over again, getting cut down and remembering the sensation of them bleeding out all over again under her desperate hands.
Oh also: she won't tell them what or why she's doing it. They can probably guess, by the way that she traces a line in their throat that's not there, or check the hairline for injuries, but she never gives context. The best she might do is offer grunts when they ask questions about it.
#( ooc. )#this struck me while cleaning so its mobile and not formated but#enjoy#the main people who come to mind are Cass and Jack#but Angela's up there too#ask to tag#( wishlist. )#this hurts me so much which is why I love it
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girl with the lion | bucky barnes. III
pairings ↬ detective!bucky barnes x female!reader
a/n ↬ a lill' filler chap, takes place right after the last. Will you look at that plot twist
wordcount ↬ 1.1k
warnings ↬ mentions of cheating, mentions of suicide, angst
summary ↬ detective barnes can keep a secret but when the most important person in his life is in danger, secrets get revealed
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"Someone like me?"
bucky pushes both his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans as he stretches his back– you're still seated on the desk, cross legged, the little desk lamp illuminating from behind you, casting like a halo curving over the outline of your face.
Bucky swears he's never seen a creature like you. Picked from the most magical fairy tail, so pretty, so beautiful, fairy like even, light and soft, sweet but with a pinch of spice, mysterious, exciting, fun. And Bucky swears he's never had these feelings before, never has he felt these butterflies multiplying rapidly, his heart stops and beats faster at the same time. Makes his stomach drop and his brain foggy.
He has it bad and until ten minutes ago, the eternal struggle of keeping his marriage or choosing the one that makes him feel alive– he'd made up his mind.
you.
"Yeah, someone like me." You mumble unsure but flash him a warm smile nonetheless "I'm not exactly what people call the perfect daughter in law– you know what I mean, the whole sex with men usually doesn't sit well with others, besides I've killed a man apparently."
You chuckle but let it die as a set of blue eyes pierce yours, almost uncomfortable.
"Does it look like I give a shit about what others think?" Bucky asks, voice low "because I don't."
Letting your head fall down, you simply nod before looking back up, a tight lipped smile on your face "You did give two shits this morning though."
You can hear the clock behind you tick loudly in your ear and you're sure one could hear a needle drop. The silence that falls heavy is sharp, it could cut. A fine line between comfortable and uncomfortable– your eyes are locked.
Bucky's not joking, you can see it in his eyes, you can read him like a book; your heart skips a beat and you're not sure if it's because, yes, i feel the same and god yes, I want this too or God no, I don't want to be a part of your mess. You like bucky more than you like to admit, makes you feel things no other man has ever made you feel but his wife..
You sigh and break the silence "Buck, you're married, you have a great job, don't put that on the line for someone like me."
"I'm willing to let it all go if you give me a chance." Bucky's quick to interject "there's something here and correct me if I'm wrong but you feel it too– just say the words and I'll call Lena right now and tell her it's over."
"Barnes, I don't want to be a homewrecker." You sigh again
Bucky snort "Trust me doll, that home has been wrecked a long time ago."
It's silent again. The clock ticking louder and louder with each inch bucky takes forwards, your cheeks heat up– you wonder how you'd manage to sleep with all these men, seen many naked and not feel anything, show no emotion while this man in front of you made you a mess.
"What is happening with lena has been going on for years, I've tried to fix it but I can't any longer– you showed me it can be something else, something better; it's been you for months," bucky confesses "and I won't sleep at night knowing I never tried to win your pretty little heart."
Knitting your brows together, you look at him in disgust "you watch too many romance movies. The first part was great, the second one made me gag."
"Hey, I'm trying."
It's the familiar cocky grin on his face that lessens the anxiety building in your stomach, butterflies arising in your belly when both his warm and big hands are laid upon your legs and squeezes them softly, a reminder he's still there.
But you can't and when you push his hands away, bucky knows enough.
He's heard that before but can't quite remember when, where or from who but the person in the attached video he does know and it sends a shiver down his spine and makes his stomach twist.
T W O W E E K S L A T E R
'She's pretty, right?'
It's you, fast asleep on your own couch in your own home, completely unaware of whoever slipped into your place without you noticing– bucky recognises the female voice but is unable to match and face with it but the male voice sounds unfamiliar; both whispering words he can't quite hear before the video stops.
Hesitation setting in, Bucky's thumb hovers over the message with yet another video with the text 'would be a shame if something happened to her'– realising you might be in a situation, he taps his screen but regrets it right away. The visual of you struggling with the big broad guy above you and your screams forever embroidered in his mind.
The video once cut short, his eyes roam back to the texts and another attached video.
'Guess who, detective.'
Unlike the last video, it's complete silence apart from the ambulance in the distance making it eerily even. A pair of brown leather boots coming in and out of frame, heels softly thudding against the wooden floor– blood boiling and stomach dropping, bucky curses to himself as the camera moves up, his own damn wife coming into frame, filming herself in the mirror.
"Really Barnes, I thought so highly of you– a whore?" She scoffs "I mean, she's pretty I'll give you that but you can do so much better james– John and I have been following her for quite some while..should put a password on your phone if I were you."
Lena chuckles and moves closer to the mirror "and you fell for my little act of the desperate wife, what a detective you are– did you know your girlfriend uses sleeping pills, yeah..I bet you do..suicide maybe, overdose, whatever you guys make of it. If you'd just kept her in jail all would've been good james but you had to fuck it up for everyone."
Leather boots show up once again, Lena mumbles something he can't make out as the wooden floor changes into fresh white tiles and another pair of boots standing on a black bathroom rug. Slowly, the frame is being raised again– your lifeless body slumped into your bathtub with the faucet running, slowly filling it before Lena's face pops back up.
"Maybe you're in time, maybe you're too late, either way, I won't be home for dinner."
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#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes x female reader#detective!bucky#bucky barnes#bucky barnes fanfic#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes headcanon#james buchanan barnes#james bucky barnes#girl with the lion*
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Telepathy AU Pt 1
So basically, my idea is this-- the next big bad that they face after the finale, is BAD. Like, worse than anything they've faced before, and multiple members of the superfriends have been hurt in the fight against it. Over a few weeks, Kara slowly but surely makes the decision to go against them alone-- she's the only one who can face them and have a chance for survival, and they're after her anyway, so she's not going to let any more of her friends risk their lives any more.
When she and Lena-- they're closer than ever these days, as close as two friends can be without stepping over that terrifying precipice into something more-- are alone in the tower one day, one of Lena's simulations finishes in failure once more. Nothing they've thought to try has worked, or even made a difference.
While Lena is distracted by the computer and her calculations, Kara makes her decision. Without a word, she quietly leaves the lab and closes the pneumatic door behind her. Startled by the hiss of the doors, Lena spins just in time to see Kara disengage the interior sensor, trapping Lena inside.
In an instant, Lena is at the doors, swiping ineffectually at the sensor, trying to get it to open, all the while words spill out of her, angry at first, then panicked. "What are you doing, why are you doing this, you can't do this!"
"I have to," Kara returns sadly. She holds Lena's gaze through the bulletproof glass as Lena pounds on it with increasing fervor, as though it may--it will-- be the last time she looks at her best friend. Like she's memorizes face, her eyes. "I won't watch any of you die. Not when I have a chance to stop it."
"Oh, but you'd make us watch? At the wedding we said we'd do this together! You promised!"
"I'm sorry."
Kara turns away, set in her decision. As she slowly walks towards the balcony to take her final flight as Supergirl, Lena grows frantic.
"No, I love you! Please don't do this! You can't do this!"
"I'm sorry," Kara returns. Though she paused briefly at Lena's admission, she doesn't turn around, knowing that to look at her friend would only weaken her resolve.
Neither of them notice the invisible energy between them, lifting the hair on their arms and rustling the papers in Lena's lab. Lena can only see Kara, and Kara can hear only Lena.
"I already lost you once! Please. Please don't make me do it again!"
Unable to respond, Kara simply pushes onward, stepping over the threshold onto the balcony.
All of a sudden, the forces gathering around Lena tightens sharply.
"NOOOO!"
A tidal wave of energy surges outward from Lena. In a violent explosion the glass trapping her shatters into thousands of pieces and pours into the rooms beyond. Chair tip over and tables squeal under the force of it, enough so that even Kara has to dig her heels in to withstand it.
When it wanes mere moments afterwards, an unnatural calm settles over the tower. Kara spins to face Lena, shock and concern in her eyes at the unexpected display of unimaginable power.
"What--"
Before Kara can finish Lena's eyes roll back in her head and her entire body slumps.
"Lena!"
In an instant Kara is there to catch her, just as Lena's knees slam the floor and she pitches forward.
Lena comes to quickly, though her body trembles and her voice is ragged. She mutters something Kara can't quite discern.
"What?"
Lena takes a deep breath, gathering just enough strength to lift herself out of Kara's bracing arms.
"I said I'm sorry," Lena croaks. "But I can't let you do this."
Before Kara can even puzzle what she means, Lena reaches up and touches two fingers to Kara's forehead. This time, it's Kara's turn to slump into sleep, and Lena can barely manage to lower her to the floor before she too collapses, falling unconscious beside her.
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SUPERGIRL 6X18
So I'm watching Supergirl 6x18 and I'll be writing the reactions I'm having.
Umm nothing really good or bad yet. Although William was right to get mad at Andrea, I don't blame him this time.
Nooo leave my Brainy bby alone😭
Ughh, the cgi hurts my eyes 😫
Alex telling Kara not to tell her how to raise her child??? The child she just adopted?? The child who's suffering the same things Kara did?? Girl, she didn't have bad intentions when she told you that, why would you get that mad?... Also, with that conversation it seems they gonna make Kara live as Kara Zor-El and not Danvers, It seems obvious now and I'm not sure how to feel about it.
Oh yes, the greatest love story Nyxly and Lex, pfff, glad the bad guys can find love but the main character doesn't 🙄
Aww Lena giving Andrea advice, growth!
Bad cgi again, really bad.
So no totems for Nyxly, okay.
Gooood, Alex apologized, they are in good terms, that's nice. Again the part of not hiding anything about their identity, seems they are setting Kara to be full Kara Zor-El on earth (which probably makes sense with the corage gauntlet).
Ugh, again Nyxly and Lex, too much. They are already in love, both, in just 2 episodes.
Bachelorette partyyy, how fancyyy haha. Nooo Brainy, don't cryyy... Wow Lena's dance, in love... Hahaha Kara's dance, goofy as always 😂... Whyyy, why can't brainia be happy together, why do they have to suffer :(
Oh no, Lex entered the tower, please don't do anything to Esme.... Okay so W chose to record a video instead of calling a superfriend?? Maybe a videocall to them?? Damn... Oh no, Nyxly found Esme... Okay Nyxly sexy voice, of course I would believe her as well... Sooo this is the way William will die:s
Nooo their Bachelorette party being ruined, damn these people can't be happy for a second.
Oh no, I have to say it kind of made me sad watching William die, I mean, I've never liked his character and many times he was just there doing nothing but hinder, and yes he should've called a superfriend now they are also his friends instead of recording a video, but killing him makes no sense, and he was kind of tender this episode with Esme (I appreciate it), and it's gonna be another trauma for them, specially my girl Kara who always blames herself for the bad things that happens in that city or the world.
Oh God, what was this episode?! This season?! I can't take this anymore, I've never been happier this show is ending as much as I am rn.
I'm gonna be really objective here. I really hope they find a way to make Brainy stay in this time, I would love if Kara finds her perfect partner and no, I don't think that should be Mon bc I don't think they could ever have a healthy relationship, I know Mon has wroth (if Crisis didn't change that bc we really don't know yet), however he did it in the future and that's his place, he has a mission there as well as Kara has its own in the present, and her family that means everything to her, and tbh I don't think they are that compatible, it wouldn't make any sense now after everything Kara's been through and her personal growth, but do I think the writers would care about it? NO, at this point I feel they are capable of doing anything, (not in the good way).
Talking about Supercorp, I think any possibility is already dead. Let's be honest, for much that I want it to happen, the writers/show runners have shown 0 interest in it, so I have no faith (hope they prove me wrong but I don't think so).
Andrea Rojas aka Acrata aka a waste of a powerful character. I know it's not a big dc character but that doesn't mean she isn't powerful.
And Dansen, probably the only good thing lately. I hope there won't be any trouble or interruptions during their wedding, that'd be incredibly unfair.
After all, I really don't wanna to watch the finale, I'll wait to see ppl reactions and look for Dansen wedding, Idk, I guess I will see how I feel next week but ugh. I wouldn't be surprised if the make Lena and James a thing again bc as I said, I expect nothing good for this finale.
Thank you for reading this, I'm mad haha.
#Supergirl#supercorp#lena luthor#kara danvers#alex danvers#Brainy#nia nal#Dreamer#kelly olsen#dansen
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This is how it's done
Episode 5.15 at last.
While the emphasis has been on Nia's story in this episode, the synopsis made it clear Alex, Kelly and J'onn had a secondary storyline running as well. So again we were eager to watch knowing they were finally getting more than a token few minutes together.
Did it deliver?
Oh hell yes.
You just have to look on Twitter to see the praise being heaped on it by fans.
But first let's get the elephant in the room out of the way. William.
The opening sequence as Kara is fighting with Nia, and Nia has to be the one reminding Kara she has a date? Already covered by me and others, but to reiterate: that does not give a vibe of someone excited to be going on a first date. You can't even use the excuse of her mind was on the fight, because so was Nia's.
As to Kara at her apartment with Alex prior to the date?
Those words, "Cancel it for me."
Lets say (for arguments sake) it is nerves again speaking. Maybe it is, but that she is even having those thoughts? That she completely forgot about the 1st date, and needed reminding? If Kara can't get invested in the date, how are the audience expected to become invested?
As for the date itself. Kara arrives.... having been told by Alex to wear the blue top because .... well reasons .... and she is wearing the purple? So, not wanting to go with the best look then?
I didn't mind the date per se, although I did wonder if Kara was simply trying to not show pool skills, because I can't believe for a second, with Alex as a sister, and the control Kara now has on her powers (worry over lack of control would be the only other reason for her hesitation that I can think of), Kara hasn't been pulled into playing many times.
Did I get a date vibe? No. I felt more bonding yes (like why has it taken until now to even vaguely have that much), but date? Nope. Still not feeling it. If any of the above was a one off instance, you could shrug it off. But all of them? Sorry but as I say, if Kara isn't that invested in a first date, then we can't be expected to be as invested. However, that isn't to say that William annoyed me. In truth having him more on the sidelines was a relief as it finally allowed others to get some much needed screen time.
The Nia storyline.
This is obviously one extremely close to me, as my husband is transgender, and we have other family who are also transgender.
Nicole's input was definitely felt. Some of the lines she spoke were ones we have said ourselves almost word for word.
This is a topic that is one I've been extremely vocal about, and one in particular I have spoken about (in the William and Kara at CatCo scene) is the figures for transgender people killed in the last year alone in the USA, but more importantly that this number is likely not a true representation as many who die are misgendered after death.
It was so important to show just how bad for the transgender community it is. And no, it wouldn't necessarily be a fact Kara would know. Even those in the LGBTQ community aren't always aware of these figures. As for William being the one stating the figures back to Kara, again in the context I had no qualms about it. In fact having a CIS straight man write the piece and be a supportive ally is an important message in it's own right. I was worried that wouldn't come across, but I felt it did.
If ever there was a line that spoke volumes in this weeks Supergirl episode it was this:
"They want us to be invisible because of their own fears, they want to erase us so...... we need to shine even brighter." - Nia Nal
And shine Nicole Maines (and Roxy Wood, because the additional line about being a Black transgender woman - take my heart, stomp over it, then expect me to function), did. Both deserve so much praise on the way they delivered their performances.
I genuinely cried at some of this weeks episode, because the experiences have been ones we have faced as a transgender household. Being white does afford us a privilege that Black transgender people (especially the women) don't have. But as I say, it has been something I've been vocal about for a long time.
Lastly Kara and Nia on the balcony. Holy mother of god (or goddess), tears. Again. Nicole and Melissa once again were so good it felt like a punch to the gut. Kara wiping that tear off Nia's cheek. Big ugly sobbing from me. Gah! Just ....
Now Alex and Kelly. While I'm still craving a nice intimate atmosphere at home with them, having had so little of Dansen (and Kelly) it was a relief that for once Kelly wasn't given diminished screentime. Not only that, she was instrumental in helping Alex navigate through the VR world.
Alex having that PTSD flashback to being in the tank. Whoa, finally acknowledging it affected her and obviously still does. I loved how Kelly is so good at helping Alex maintain her equilibrium. You could tell it wasn't just because of her training or profession, but as a girlfriend who knows and understands how to communicate to Alex in that moment of stress, much like Alex was able to realise Malefic was manifesting as Kelly in the earlier part of the season, simply because she knew her girlfriend well enough.
Watching Alex train to get used to the Martian weapon, felt very reminiscent of S1 where Alex was training Kara early on. It was good to see her off balance for once in her training, as she has always shown a confidence in her ability until now. For those who complain she brought up wanting to be back at the DEO, as someone who has heavy military presence in our family (for at least 4 generations on my maternal side), I can safely say, going from military (and remember the DEO is recognised and spoken about in canon as being a military operation), and suddenly and unexpectedly thrown back into civilian life is one heck of an adjustment. It's an adjustment for most even when they know it's coming. To be so abrupt, so unexpected? Alex is going to want that structure back, and have that support around her. It is absolutely not unrealistic for her to feel this way or to talk about it. I would've been more surprised if she hadn't.
"And this is my gun."
Alex giving no crap. The whole rescue sequence was a joy to watch.
If I had a complaint, as I mentioned, I would've loved just a moment of real quiet intimacy between Kelly and Alex. We've barely seen anything of that sort. I hope we get something next episode (which also looks amazing from the trailer).
I could go through the episode and pick up so many times on how good it was. It was so much, I know I will have forgotten something I wanted to say. But I'm exhausted (almost no sleep will do that to you, damn being in the UK and these stupid o'clock viewing times), and it was so much to unpack.
Brainy, was barely in the episode but damn, so lovely (& heartbreaking) to see him give the information to the NCPD to help against transphobic attacks.
Onto a side plot, but finally we have more about Leviathan.
Leviathan have those bodies suspended.
What if William dies in 5.19 and becomes one of those suspended bodies for 5.20 or was supposed to, as Nicole mentioned on her Instagram story they still had scenes to film, and a couple were pretty amazing? With Staz back, would it have involved him, possibly as a sleeper agent? I've touted this idea before. While I would prefer that a MOC isn't cast into being a bad guy again, or killed off, I would more than happily see him simply go back to London and The Times. But I guess we wait to see what happens there.
But if, like Russell in 5a, he becomes an unwitting agent of Leviathan & a bad guy, cue fight scene, possibly in a VR setting? Maybe? Who knows.
Last but by no means least - they killed off Jeremiah. Since we're not entirely sure if Cadmus operated in the same way on Earth Prime as they did on Earth 38, we don't yet know the circumstances behind his death.
Will we get more explanation about it? Honestly I'm not overly bothered unless it helps serve a current storyline. Merely because episode numbers are running out, and it does at least bring us closure on his character one way or another. Something a lot of us have questioned for so long now.
As for complaints, the only ones expressing any real disappointment have been fans who have either regularly attacked other fans (especially those of in the SC or Dansen fandoms), or the outright transphobic users (I won't call them fans), who as the episode makes clear, are everywhere. The transphobes come out in force everytime with Nicole, so it isn't a surprise to see them again. As Nia says, it what transgender people face on a daily basis.
Plus with no Lena in the episode, it helps show that fans didn't need a Lena/Kara centric episode for this to garner such positive reactions, particularly from the LGBTQ fans. In some ways, as many have been saying (yes even SC fans), this Lena drama has long since gone by its sell by date and not having Lena once more stuck in her laboratory wasn't missed. And god, I say this as a huge Lena fan. I still want her on screen of course, but we need progression on what is happening with her. Both Lex and Lena have felt stale of late, and while I know it changes as we get into the last few episodes, I can truly say neither was missed this time. And before anyone jumps in, no this isn't bashing SC (I still ship both Dansen and SC, as well as Brainia), or saying SC shouldn't happen, or Lena is evil, or not needed. I don't think that at all. I merely am getting tired of a merry-go-round on Lena in her laboratory that we've had of late, & the only interaction has been with Lex. Time to break her out of that cell!
I don’t know what they were putting in the water in Vancouver when they did the Batwoman and Supergirl episodes this week, but they both had me simultaneously laughing & crying! It looked ugly for a minute there.
Both were outstanding episodes.
As much as I've had my criticism over some of this season, when Supergirl get it right like they did here, they soar! This was one of my top episodes for the entire series.
And despite all the news in the world right now, Supergirl trended on Twitter again.
Gif courtesy of @ Daily_danvers on Twitter.
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Genre: Angst, Hurt/comfort, Fluff, matured themes, slowburn
Warning: There's mentions and descriptions of underage rape and suicidal themes and self harm and other triggering stuff.
No one's POV
Year 845: The day when wall Maria fell
"(Y/N)! Thomas! It's time for breakfast!" Gloria shouted from the dining room. Thomas, (Y/N)'s father, was sitting with (Y/N) in the living room. One of them busy with paperwork and the other with an interesting book borrowed from Erwin. (Y/N) didn't have training sessions with Erwin for a while, as he was on an expedition. He was supposed to return by now, but, he would be going to Wall Rose directly. (Y/N) kept her book down and followed her father out of the room to the dining room. "(Y/N), I cooked potato pancakes for you. Aren't they your favourite?" Gloria, (Y/N)'s mother told (Y/N) with a smile.
"Thank you" (Y/N) said softly, with her usual frown etched up on her face. It pained both Gloria and Thomas (L/N) that their adoptive daughter, no, they saw (Y/N) as nothing less than their own child, couldn't show emotions properly. It started after the incident with Jacob, one that they regretted ever since it happened. Only if they had the faintest idea of what that wretched man was doing to their beloved daughter... They consulted doctors from wall Rose to make sure (Y/N) is back to normal but the doctors only told them to be careful and not let (Y/N) get hold sharp objects.
They assumed (Y/N)'s aggression had something to do with her past in the underground, much like her self harming habits. They didn't know, however, that this would only push (Y/N) away from them. It's true that (Y/N) couldn't show emotions properly, but, that didn't mean the (L/N)s would love her any less. The day passed by normally, and just as Gloria was washing their plates for lunch, with the help of (Y/N), there was the sound of a huge explosion. "Gloria, stay with (Y/N) inside the house. I'll go see what that was" Thomas told the two of them before getting out. They waited for about fifteen minutes before a Garrison soldier knocked at their home.
"The wall of Shiganshina is breached! Gloria-san, your husband is helping with the evacuation. We need you to go to the barracks and gear up." the soldier said hastily. "Okay. Cadet Schultz, take (Y/N) to the evacuation boats. I'll catch up later" Gloria told him calmly. (Y/N) was witnessing everything. She knew enough about titans. She read about them in the books of Erwin's library. "Mom, I want to go with you" she told Gloria. Gloria looked at (Y/N)'s eyes, surprised that her eyes showed more emotions than she ever saw her express. There was fear, concern, love... "Honey, it's dangerous. I promise I'll be back before you know it with your dad." Gloria smiled as she felt (Y/N) hug her tightly. She knew that the chances of making through this was low. Very low. "Go now. We will be fine." she told (Y/N) before sending her off to the boats.
(Y/N) was sitting on the boat, hugging her legs. There were too many people here and she couldn't see any of her parents. There were no other soldiers here on this boat. "Maybe the soldiers are coming on a different boat?" (Y/N) thought. When the boat docked in Wall Rose, (Y/N) saw Erwin Smith standing there on the dockyard. She pushed through the crowd to go to him. When she reached him, she asked, "Are my mom and dad okay? Where are they?". "(Y/N), we don't have news about the soldiers fighting there yet. We will know by the next day. Right now, I need you to come with me. You won't be staying with the refugees as it is not safe. I arranged a home for you. You'll get good food, good clothes and a good place to sleep there." Erwin explained with a smile.
(Y/N) held his hand and went to the place he mentioned. It was a government run orphanage. Erwin mentioned that he had to pay money to let them take an extra child at this time. The matron looked like a kind motherly looking woman to (Y/N). "Be nice to everyone. Okay? I'll bring news about your parents as soon as I can." Erwin told (Y/N) with a kind smile before he left. (Y/N) remembered that something like this happened before.
"Don't be scared. You are safe now. No one will hurt you again." the blonde man told (Y/N) as he used a hairpin to unlock her cuffs. (Y/N) was huddled into a corner, scared that these men will take advantage of her like every other time. "It's okay. Everything will be okay. What's your name dear?" he asked with the same kind smile. "(Y/N)" (Y/N) managed to croak out. "Nice to meet you, (Y/N). I'm Erwin. Everything is going to be okay." he said, smiling. Everything didn't become okay.
"Was it happening again?" (Y/N) thought. "No. It can't be happening. They promised me that they will be back" (Y/N) brushed away the thought.
The next day
It was dawn. (Y/N) was sleeping on the bed assigned to her. The other children didn't talk to her yet as she spent most of her time in the matron's office. The matron was an amazing woman. She was nice to (Y/N), tried to give her as mental support as possible and made food almost as tasty as her mother. "(Y/N) dear? Wake up. Erwin Smith is here..." the matron called (Y/N), her face concerned. The whole orphanage was quiet, none of the other children were awake yet. (Y/N) walked towards the matron's office with the matron, a walk that seemed to go on for eternity. When she reached, (Y/N) saw Erwin sitting there, looking tired. "(Y/N)..." he started but (Y/N) interjected by saying, "They are dead, aren't they?".
There was no visible emotions in (Y/N)'s eyes. After all, she felt dead. Just her body was still functioning. It happened again. "Yes. Your parents died heroically, saving many citizens with their lives" Erwin told her, trying to make her proud. "They broke their promise. They left me too. They are no different from other people. They are just as bad as everyone else." (Y/N) stated, as if she was in a daze. "(Y/N), I'm sorry.." Erwin tried to say but (Y/N) stopped him. "It's not your fault, uncle Erwin. It's them." she told him, before walking to the bathroom. "I need something sharp..." she thought as she searched the bathroom for a blade.
A week later
The matron introduced (Y/N) to the other children as she decided that (Y/N) couldn't curl up in her office with a book forever. After all, (Y/N) was a permanent resident. There were twenty other children in the small orphanage. (Y/N) of course, didn't give any heed to their names at first because, of course, it was all pointless. What was the point of being alive anyway? What did she have left? Except her uncle Erwin? She was sure that he was strong enough to deal with her death anyway. He was the one who made her as strong as she is now.
It's because of him, she's still fighting. After the matron went away, telling (Y/N) to talk to the other kids, (Y/N) simply went to a corner of the room and start reading the book in her hand. It was the books and the agony in her body from the cuts she made on herself that kept her mind at bay from the death of her parents. She, of course, stole bandages from the matron's office to keep the bleeding at bay so that she wouldn't die. The cuts weren't too deep, just deep enough to sting for a whole day and heal up. She just had to make more cuts after it healed up.
"Oi brat, you think a newbie like you can just sit and read shit without working?" a young boy, much bigger than (Y/N) walked towards her, with another girl and a boy with him, all of them bigger than her. (Y/N) merely looked up from the book with a vacant expression. "Don't give me this look, you shit! Go do the dishes!" he shouted. "Isn't the matron supposed to assign chores? I remember doing mine this morning." (Y/N) answered to him calmly. "Listen, newbie, we make the rules here. Go do the dishes!" the leader of the group tried to speak in a menacing voice.
"I refuse to do it unless the matron asks me to" (Y/N) simply answered but just as she did, the boy took the book from her hand and tore it in half. "You two, get her" he ordered the other two kids who started kicking (Y/N). (Y/N) could’ve easily beaten them up but she remembered the advice from Erwin. "Be nice to everyone" he said. (Y/N) didn't flinch even when they hit her in the areas with cuts, she was accustomed to pain. After all, she always had these habits and also went through training with Erwin.
These went on for a week. When those kids, Sean (the leader), Lena (the girl) and Paul (the other boy) found out that (Y/N) doesn't react to beatings, they started picking up on her in different ways. One day, they poured horse shit in her drawer full of clothes. The other day, they burnt all her books. (Y/N) still didn't move from her decision to do their chores for them. After a week, Erwin came to visit. Erwin decided to visit (Y/N) every week, to brush up on her training. Her training was complete before the fall of wall Maria, but, he still decided to spar with her sometimes, so that she wouldn't loose her practice.
Erwin also was fond of the small girl, almost as if she was his own daughter. It's true, Pixis asked him to train her in the first place and also got (Y/N) the place in the orphanage using his power in Trost, however, as Erwin trained her, he realized that she was going to be a deadly weapon if she ever joined the military, or the survey corps. Erwin, however, wasn't keen on her joining the survey corps due to the mortality rate. He didn't want (Y/N) to die as she was almost like the daughter he never had. Erwin was a ruthless person but, (Y/N) seemed to be one of the very few soft spots he had. As he sat in the matron's office, he saw a calm but angry looking (Y/N) enter the room. He figured something was wrong. "(Y/N), is everything okay?" was his first question to her.
"I don't like this place." (Y/N) simply replied. "Why is it? Did someone bother you?" Erwin asked, concerned. (Y/N) explained everything that happened in the past week to Erwin. "Why didn't you fight back then?" Erwin asked, quiet surprised that (Y/N) took a few beatings. (Y/N) wasn't the type of person who would take beatings without counterattacking. At least that was how it was during training. "You told me to be nice to everyone" (Y/N) grumbled. "Well, did you complain to the matron?" Erwin asked. "I did. She scolded them but that only increased the problem" (Y/N) explained.
"I see. Well, I know I told you to be nice to everyone but that doesn't mean you won't use self defence when required." Erwin advised. "So, I can beat them up?" (Y/N) asked, with an evil glint in her eyes. "Yes but stay in your limits. Don't make any permanent injury." Erwin said cautiously. (Y/N) was still a kid and kids couldn't be trusted much when they are angry. "Oh don't worry. I'll just scare them a bit." (Y/N) answered with a sly smile that worried Erwin even more. With that, they went to a nearby field to brush up on the training by sparring.
That night, (Y/N) sneaked into the matron's office to find a stack of newspapers. She saw the stack in the matron's shelf before when she took a book from there when she first arrived. After searching for a while, she found the newspaper she was looking for, the one from 6 years back. The one with the news of the murder of Jacob. After taking the newspaper, (Y/N) sneaked into the kitchen to get a knife.
She walked into the boy's dormitory to find Sean sleeping on his bed. "Oi, Sean" (Y/N) called out. "Huh? What?" Sean got up, still sleepy. "What the hell are you doing here. Are you really itching to get beaten?" he growled after seeing it was (Y/N) who called him. "I don't intend to have a single scratch by you on my body, Sean. However, I can't say the same for you" (Y/N) answered, putting in a psychotic smile on her face as she brought her knife out in the open as it glinted in the moonlight coming from the window in the room. The whole room of boys were awake now. (Y/N) suddenly threw the knife backwards, which stuck to a bed post along with the fabric of the night shirt of Paul near his hand, thus keeping his hand in place.
Paul was white with fear as it happened and (Y/N) simply said, "Paul, don't try to move or come at me with the knife. It's going to get in your stomach in that case". She then threw the Newspaper at the now intimidated Sean's face before saying, " Read the headline.". The whole room of boys were watching, scared by (Y/N)'s sudden change in demeanour. "8 year old brutally kills soldier". Sean read before pausing. "(Y/N) (L/N), an 8 year old child from the Shiganshina district, killed Jacob Meyer, a garrison soldier from Thomas (L/N), (Y/N) (L/N)'s adoptive father's squad. Jacob's eyes were gauged out and throat was slit and his head was almost severed by what seemed like at least 20 stabs. About (Y/N) (L/N)'s past, all that is known is that she was rescued from a whorehouse in the upper class pleasure district in the underground..." Sean continued but his voice faded.
(Y/N)'s picture was drawn on the newspaper. They had no idea who they were messing with. "Well, that's enough. Now answer me, who else wants to end up like that piece of garbage?" (Y/N) asked in a cold voice. No one answered. "That's a good choice. Now," (Y/N) started as she moved towards Paul and pulled the knife out of the bedpost, "all of you, don't mention that I was here tonight. And yes, no one will be listening to these two worthless garbage here anymore or their so called friend. No one will do one extra work than what's assigned to them by the matron. Am I clear?" (Y/N) finished. Some kids were crying as they were intimidated but all of them nodded or muttered yes. "Good. Oh, and, don't bother me when I'm reading. Just leave me alone okay?" (Y/N) told before leaving the room with the newspaper and the knife so that she can keep those in place again without anyone realising.
Year 847:
It had been two years since (Y/N) started living in the orphanage. After that day, no one messed with (Y/N) again, and, no one listened to those three bullies ever again either. However, every good thing always came to an end. "Commander Smith, (Y/N) is already 16 years old. She's an adult now and we usually look for a groom for anyone who is of age in our orphanage. If you gave me the permission, I would've looked for someone suitable" the matron told Erwin. Erwin was called to the orphanage after (Y/N)'s so called 16th birthday according to her birth certificate. "Well, I suppose? I just didn't think that she will get married so soon..." Erwin started but (Y/N), who was also sitting in the room and listening to the conversation, stopped him and said, "Exactly. I am not getting married so soon.".
"But (Y/N), you're of age and it's against orphanage policies..." the matron started but was interrupted by (Y/N) as she said, "I understand that. I'm joining the military.". "(Y/N), you are not joining the military." Erwin simply answered. "Why not? Am I not of age? Am I not allowed to make decisions now? If I'm old enough to get married, why am I not allowed to join the military?" (Y/N) asked casually. "(Y/N), it's dangerous unless if you join the military police." Erwin sighed. He knew where it was going. "You really think I will join the military police, Uncle Erwin? I'm joining the Survey Corps. I'll kill those bastards who took my parents away from me." (Y/N) said as the matron shouted, "Language (Y/N)!".
"Very well. I have to ask you though, (Y/N). Could you die if you're asked to?" Erwin asked (Y/N). "Depends on why you are asking me to die. If the reason is valid enough, then I am ready." (Y/N) answered. "Well, (Y/N), on missions, I can't look out after you. I might have to send you to your death if required because on expeditions, I'm your commander, not your uncle." Erwin told (Y/N) coldly. "I understand." (Y/N) answered. She enlisted to the 104th trainee corps the next day. "I won't let myself be hurt again" she thought as she wore her uniform, leaving the orphanage for good. The (Y/N) from four years back didn't know that it will keep happening again (Jacob) and again (death of parents) and again (death of squad Levi) and... Again...
To be continued...
Taglist: @reality-is-often-disappointing, @kingtamakimurder
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