#tis my kryptonite i suppose
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I’m having trouble getting a straight answer on whether or not Kon can use TTK under a red sun. The answer from googling seems to be “depends on the writer”. You’re kinda my go-to Kon expert, so I was wondering if you knew
yes.
i'm sure canon is at least kinda inconsistent about this (dc does, after all, stand for "dunno consistency") but here's the logic i follow when it comes to ttk. you'll have to forgive me for just referring to certain issues without actually citing numbers or anything, i have a migraine and a half this morning and don't wanna deal with checking i'm so sorry but if you want me to find a specific one i mention at some point later just remind me and i'll try in a few hours if my brain stops hurting!
but anyways. yes, i do believe kon can use ttk under a red sun. why? ttk is established as a metagene, not a kryptonian power. even before he's got any of his sunlight-processing powers (which are repeatedly established as coming in as he grows up, both before and even after the geoff retcon), he has the full extent of his ttk.
now, wf3 and also the aftermath of sins of youth do both suggest that he is still tied to sunlight-processing in some way (after all, why else would kryptonite have affected him in wf3?), so that's definitely an inconsistency. however, i posit that since ttk is a metagene, even if his body is powered by sunlight, he should still be able to access it. (depowered kon arc post-sins of youth still works in this way if we assume he was just Really Fuckign Tired and also the magic was still impacting him.)
but honestly the biggest reason i say that yes, his ttk still should work even under a red sun, is in supergirl vol 5. kon himself isn't there at the point i'm thinking of, but there's an arc sometime before last stand of new krypton (the hunt for reactron, iirc, but don't quote me on that) in which kara, thara ak-var, and chris kent all get slapped with red sun projector collars. this neutralizes their kryptonian powers, but chris specifically says he can still use his telekinesis.
now people who know more about editorial impact on the superfam than i do can definitely chime in here, because i'm just going to refer to stuff i've read but don't have sources on immediately on hand, but. why does chris have ttk? well, because before infinite crisis killed kon off, kon was supposed to be nightwing. (i know there was an artist who tweeted about this. i don't remember who.) in fact some of the dialogue written with the nightwing in new krypton reads kind of like kon, specifically the way he introduces and brags about his ttk, imo. this was later retconned into being chris. therefore, chris has ttk, which is explained away as being some general phantom zone related weirdness. (as a matter of personal taste i think it kind of diminishes the POINT of ttk being to imitate kryptonian powers to give it to chris, so i like to pretend that he has some weird psychic stuff going on instead, to keep chris and kon distinct, but thats kinda beside the point.)
SO. all of that to say. it's sort of a matter of opinion because you can construct an argument based on canon both ways, but i personally fall into camp ttk is a metagene and therefore can only be suppressed by meta-suppression tech, not red sun.
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“Hey, Rose?" Cassie said, walking into the gym and leaning against the doorframe. "Do you have a sec?"
Rose half-turned her head, letting the fists she was using to pummel the punching bag in front of her into shreds drop. "Shoot.”
“It, uh, actually might take more than a second," Cassie said, scratching the base of her neck. "Look, just work out later, okay? I need to talk to you."
Rose raised an eyebrow at that before ultimately shrugging, taking off her earbuds and grabbing her towel. “Sure. But I was in the middle of my routine, so this better be important."
"It's important to me," Cassie retorted, crossing her arms and looking away, an inexplicable flush coming over her face. "You, um, remember that time you used that Regulator guy on Amy and me?"
Rose's face darkened. “Look, if this is about whether or not we should invite Bombshell back to the team, then..
"No, it isn't about that," Cassie said, tucking a lock of her own hair behind her ear and looking away. “It's about what happened after that, actually. When you, um, grabbed me by the throat and pointed a knife at me.”
Rose frowns. “Don't tell me you have nightmares about that or something. I barely even touched you.”
"No, not nightmares." Cassie scratched her neck, steadfastly looking anywhere but at Rose. "I……. that is.…. I was just wondering if…”
Rose put a hand on her hip. "Just spit it out, Cass."
"Is there any way you could, um, do that again?"
Rose blinked. Cassie blinked. Outside, a pigeon flies into the window and dies.
"Do that again?" Rose repeated, like she might've just misheard her. "What, holding a knife against your throat?"
"Yes, actually," she said, turning to glare at Rose before sighing and leaning her head back against the doorframe. “Oh, whatever. Go ahead, make your stupid snarky comment so we can just forget this ever happened and move on."
"I don't think so,' Rose says, her lips curling into a smirk. She walks up to Cassie and grabs her chin lightly between her thumb and her index finger, turning her head to face her before leaning in close to her ear. I think you're going to tell me exactly what it is you want me to do, wonder bitch."
"I want you to hold a knife to my throat as you fuck me," Cassie murmured huskily, shivering at her own words. "And I want it to be real. I want to be able to bleed if you screw up."
"Who says I'd be the one screwing up in this situation?" Rose's breath was hot against her ear, as was the hand that's suddenly sliding down her thigh. “You're perfectly capable of hurting yourself all on your own, little miss condescending princess.
Cassie closed her eyes. "Rose.”
"Unless you want me to break the guy out of jail and make him watch—“ Cassie shuddered “—I'm not sure how I'm supposed to make that happen, wonder bitch,” Rose admitted, leaning back and swiping her thumb over Cassie's lips. "It's not like you have a kryptonite or something I could use."
Cassie bit her lip, briefly debating the wisdom of giving Rose this kind of information before eventually acquiescing to her own desires. "Actually, we kind of do."
Rose raised an eyebrow. “We?"
"The Amazons," she clarified, dismissing the mental image of an angry Donna screaming herself hoarse at her for revealing their one weakness to anyone outside the tribe by mentally reminding her she's not technically an Amazon. "We do have a kryptonite. It's, um, being tied up."
Rose blinked. Cassie blinked. Outside, there was a loud crash and an equally loud yell as Bart slipped on the kitchen rug at super-speed and crashed into the counter. This happened at least three times a week. No one had bothered to move the rug yet.
"You're kidding."
"I'm not," Cassie sighed, pushing her hair back with a hand. “I know it sounds like was made up by some guy with a bondage fetish but if we're tied up by someone we're, um, attracted to, we lose all of our powers."
Rose's one eye twinkled in amusement, smug. "Attracted to, huh?"
"Shut up," Cassie scoffed, hitting Rose in the arm. “You know I'm attracted to you, dummy, I'm your girlfriend."
"I know." Rose's grin widened and she leaned forward, tracing Cassie's bottom lip with her thumb. “Still, never hurts to hear it more than-*ow*! Did you just fucking *bite* me, you skank?!"
Cassie grinned. It had been more of a teasing nip, really, but maybe Rose was just not as tough as she looked. “Don't grab what you can't handle."
"Oh, I'm gonna handle you," Rose retorted darkly, turning Cassie around and shoving her against the wall before snatching her lasso.
"So how much of you needs to be tied up for this little trick to work, anyway?"
"Just loop it around my legs or something," Cassie instructed, grinning when Rose kneels down to do just that before straightening back up. "I want to have my arms free."
"Right." Experimentally, Rose pinches Cassie's arm and is gratified by a sharp intake of breath. Looks like it's working, then. So there was no need to keep testing it.
Rose let that thought hang in the air for less tan a second before going ahead and pinching Cassie's ass this time, much harder than she’d pinched her arm, just to be mean.
"Ow!" Cassie complained. "Stop that!"
Rose snorted. "Or what?'
*Or-" Cassie began, but is cut off by her own surprised yelp as Rose smacks her on the ass.
"Oh, I'm gonna have fun with this," Rose purred, and Cassie shivered at the dark tone of her voice. “Just you wait. I have so many ideas I wanna try. But first..”
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Tim had been having a good day. A very good day, in fact. He was no longer team leader, Damian was nowhere in sight, and he had finally managed to have sex with somebody the night before without the world ending. Not only that, but Kon had finally agreed to stop calling him skaterboy90004x in public after much, much arguing. He was having such a good day that he spontaneously decided to work out for the first time in a while. Not train. Just workout. Just do some weights, run some miles, maybe do a push-up or two if he could manage it. It sounded nice.
That was until he walked into the gym to see a lingerie-clad Rose cleaning a knife in front of a very red-looking Cassie, who, upon closer inspection, was revealed to be completely naked, her modesty preserved only by the fact she was lathered head to toe in whipping cream.
Actually, that wasn’t exactly true. Her head was free. It was just the rest of her that was…
The rest of his brain caught up to Tim’s detective cortex, as he liked to call it, and he blinked. “Uh…”
Both Cassie and Rose’s heads whirled around to stare at him, blinking back in surprised. Cassie blinked. Rose blinked. Tim blinked. Somewhere beyond the room-to-floor glass wall, a very sinister-looking Deathstroke planted his feet against the glass, keeping his hands on the rope of his grappling hook. The super-villainous super-villain peered inside, and he blinked too, before having an instantaneous heart attack, falling thirty stories, and dying as a smear on the sidewalk. No one inside noticed, being otherwise preoccupied.
“This is not what it looks like,” Cassie tried after a long pause, which if true, would frankly only make it worse, because, well, if it wasn’t what it looked like, *what the fuck was it*?
“Yes it is,” Rose said, grinning. “Wanna watch?”
Cassie’s head turned accusingly, her face turning a shade of red previously only seen in the deepest layers of hell. “*Rose*!”
Rose rolled her one eye good-naturedly. “Just kidding, wonder bitch, no need to get your panties in a bunch.” She winked at Tim—or blinked, maybe, it was actually kind of hard to tell with the eyepatch—her grin widening,. “Close the door on your way out, skater boy. I’m going to lick your girlfriend clean.”
For some reason, he gets the urge to correct that instead of immediately sprinting out of the room and pulling a Rose on both his eyes—preferably after rinsing them with boiling water. “To be clear, me and Cassie never actually dated, we just…”
“GET THE FUCK OUT TIM!”
#rose wilson#ravager#dc#dc comics#rosecassie#cassie sandsmark#cassierose#teen titans#wonder girl#ttvol3#Tim Drake#Red Robin#Robin#crack#fic#fanfic
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My Hero Superman AU; The Adventures of Izuku “Jon-El” Midoriya, Superboy/Superman; Son of Kal-El!
Training Exercise Not long after the Battle against All for One;
Izuku(holding up a building, annoyed): Is this REALLY necessary?!
Aizawa(frustrated): Well EXCUSE ME~, I never had an alien for a student before!
Ochaco(speaking up, defending her boyfriend): He’s only half-alien!
Aizawa(annoyed): He’s still only half human.
Ochaco: …
Aizawa(worried): Right?
Izuku(still holding the building): I’m also half Greek Demigod!
Aizawa(bangs head against a wall): OF COURSE YOU ARE!!!
Kirishima(concerned): I think you two broke him.
Aizawa(removes bleeding forehead from the wall): We’re doing this to try and test your limits.
Aizawa(pressing button on remote): Releasing drones.
Izuku(shooting drones with his heat vision, while starting to feel weak): Huh?!
Izuku(heat vision abruptly stops and he starts falling): WHAT THE HELL?!?!
Ochaco(concerned): IZU-KUN!!!
A red and gold blur rushes right towards Izuku as the building he was holding crashes on top of him.
Aizawa(panicking, while he and everyone else runs towards the ruins): WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!?!?!
The rumble starts shifting and Izuku walks out with support from his Mother in her Amazonian form as Wonder Woman. The class notes worryingly that he has a cut on his left cheek and that his hair has turned green. When he turns to face them, they see that his eyes have also turned green as well.
Ochaco(rushes right for him): IZU-KUN!!!
Ochaco(hugs him tightly): WHAT HAPPENED?!?!
Izuku(freaking out): I CAN FEEL MY RIBS BREAKING!!! WHY CAN I FEEL MY RIBS BREAKING?!?!
Aizawa(running up): Why did you stop holding up the building?!
Wonder Woman(turning to face him angrily): THIS IS YOUR FAULT!!! He was still recovering from his exposure to Kryptonite, and all this testing made him use up what was left of his Solar reserves!
Aizawa(confused): What do you mean?
Wonder Woman(calming down): Most of his powers are dependent on Solar radiation. The radiation from Kryptonite can destroy any Solar energy he has stored. He used up what he had left firing his heat vision repeatedly.
Aizawa(frustrated): So he’s helpless without it?
Wonder Woman(grabs him by the neck and lifts him up): You’re lucky his telekinesis isn’t tied to solar radiation and that he was able to make a field to protect himself in time!
A resounding boom is heard as Hisashi arrives as Superman caring a box with his family crest and gently lands besides them.
Superman: Inko calm down, I have a way to fix this!
Wonder Woman scoffs and drops Aizawa who glares back at her with his quirk only to realize that it has no affect on her.
Bakugo(cockily smirking): So the nerd’s back to being usele-
Izuku(interrupts him by telekinetically throwing a rock at his “grenades” and watching him fall over with a high pitched groan): I can still use my Telekinesis, jerk!
Superman(walking up with the case): Which is why you’ll have to rely on it to make up for your weakened state with this.
Izuku(opens the case to find a black costume with glowing red lines that converged onto their family crest(New 52 Superboy costume)): What is this?
Superman: A Solar suit, it’ll help you recharge faster. I wore something similar after my fight against Doomsday.
Izuku: Thanks dad.
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1-A’s Spar against Lemillion;
Izuku(wearing his Solar suit with his eyes closed in concentration as Lemillion takes out his entire class): …
Bakugo(furious): HEY NERD, AREN’T YOU GONNA DO SOME-
Momo(slapping him upside the head): Can’t you see he’s trying to concentrate?!
Momo(pulls a green ring and puts it on): We have to buy him time.
Momo is suddenly engulfed in a green light which fades to reveal her in a black and green uniform with white boots and gloves and a symbol of a lantern on her chest, and a copy of the lantern symbol over her eye. (Jessica Cruz’s uniform)
Lemillion(rushing at her): And what’s that supposed to do?
Momo(pointing her ring at him): This!
The ring makes a giant construct fan that blows him back.
Lemillion(getting back up): Well, that was something…
Izuku(eyes snap open): Got you!
Lemillion suddenly finds himself floating in the air uncontrollably.
Lemillion(confused): How are you doing that?!
Izuku(smirking): You didn’t know? I’m telekinetic.
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After fully recharging his Solar reserves and transferring One for All to Eri and discovering that Denki and Mina are his clones siblings;
Superboy(walking into principal Nezu’s office): You wanted to see me sir?
Nezu(annoyed look on his face): Yes, can you me help deal with him!
Nezu points to a lanky, scrawny looking man in a suit and glasses standing to the side of his office.
Izuku(confused): Aren’t you Sir Nighteye?
Nighteye(glaring): I’ll cut right to the chase. Give One for All to Mirio.
Nezu(groaning and massaging his head): I already told you, he can’t!
Nighteye(arrogantly): Nonsense, he obviously doesn’t need-
Izuku(interrupting him): He’s right I can’t.
Nighteye(shocked): WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN’T?!?!
Izuku(nonchalant): I already passed it on.
Nighteye(angrily): TO WHO?!?!
Izuku(unfazed): My daughter, Eri.
Nighteye: WHY?!?!
Izuku(frustrated): She asked me for it. She said that she could rewind any injuries she inflicts on herself.
Izuku(sighing): The next thing I know, she’s able to telekinetically copy my powers. My brother and I had to fly to the moon to get her when she had a sugar rush. Also, the copy of my grandmother’s spirit in One for All despises you with her entire being.
Nighteye(stunned with his jaw hanging open): …
Nezu(taking a picture, with a smile): Thank you Mr. Midoriya, you have made all of this worthwhile. You may leave now, and could you take Sir Nighteye to the front gate please?
(A few minutes later)
Nighteye(blinks and realizes he is outside UA’s front gates): WHAT THE F*#^?!?!?!
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During the Time of UA’s Internships;
Mina(already transformed into her Amazonian state and with her armor, looking like a young Inko with hair like her brother’s): So…Does anyone have any idea why we were told to wait in front of the main building with our stuff?
Denki(transformed into Shazam, shrugging): Beats me sis. Not even 1-B knows why we’re here.
Aizawa(in his sleeping bag): What does the principal have planned for us this time?
Superman(floating down with a man in a black and green uniform with white gloves and a ring and symbol like Momo’s): Good, you’re all here.
Superboy+Shazam+Troy+Momo(confused): Dad?
Momo(noticing the siblings’ confused expressions): My dad’s with him.
Superman(gesturing to the man next to him): This is my friend, Haruto, the Green Lantern. He’ll be helping to transport everyone to and from our temporary base of operations.
Green Lantern(waves to Momo): Hi Sweetie!
Green Lantern(shocked): YOU KNOW SUPERMAN?!?!
Green Lantern(grinning): Yeah, we were on a team of sorts together, with him back we all decided to get back together.
Green Lantern(explaining): We’re using Superman’s personal base until we can get a proper team base up and running. Since I’m one of the two licensed pilots on our team, I’ll be transporting you all today.
Green Lantern(proceeds to make a construct plane with his ring): Now hop aboard everyone, and I hope you have extreme cold gear, because our next stop is the Arctic circle!
Everyone(including the teachers): WHAT?!?!
Superboy(realizing and then grinning with excitement): Wait, WE’RE GOING TO THE FORTRESS?!?!
Superman(nods head with a smile): That’s right.
Uravity(turns to Momo): Can you make a bunch of extra cold wear for Eri real quick?
Supergirl(pouting): I’ve been to space, I can handle the cold!
Class 1-B: WHAT THE HELL?!
Shinso(as Dr. Midnite after replacing Mineta when he chose to transfer to the Business course): Things can’t get any crazier.
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Outside the Fortress of Solitude;
Dr. Midnite(stunned and wiping his goggles, looking at the giant crystalline structure): I was wrong, things can get crazier.
Supergirl(wearing a heavy coat with her cape sticking out the bottom, with stars in her eyes): So pretty!🤩
Kirishima(shivering from the cold, despite wearing a heavy coat made by Momo): H-h-how a-a-are w-w-w-we s-s-s-sup-p-p-pos-s-s-st t-t-t-to g-g-g-g-get ins-s-s-s-side!!!
Superman(smirking): I just need to get the key!
Shouto(heating himself up with his fire, looking around, not noticing Eri walking off): And where would you keep a key here?
Supergirl(lifting a giant key the size of bus over her head, shocking everyone except her family): You mean this Grandpa?
Jirou(stunned, while huddling next to Shouto for warmth with other students): You know, I keep forgetting that she can do that now…
Shazam(floating over and grabs the key from her): Let me take care of that.
Jirou: Also that HE can do it to…
Once Denki opens the door, everyone rushes in and immediately savor the warmth from inside the crystal Fortress.
Green Lantern(laughing): HAHAHA! Wait until they see the inside!
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One day Later;
Izuku(sees Shouto walk out of a room with Endeavor holding a suitcase with a shocked look on his face): Was that Endeavor? I didn’t know he was gonna be here.
Shouto(snapping out of his daze, turns to Izuku): Yeah, apparently he was also part of that team with your parents and Mr. Yaoyozoru.
Shouto(looks at the case in his hands): Except he used a different name back then, a secret name he stopped using after my brother’s death.
Shouto(far off look on his face): I should’ve seen this coming, the clues were so obvious!
Izuku(concerned): Shouto?
Shouto(ignoring him): He has the money, the resources, the skills, the physical build, no wonder he makes a beard out of fire! He used it to hide his jawline!
Izuku(even more concerned): Shouto?!
Shouto(still ignoring him): No wonder he despised All Might, HE SAW HIM AS A CHEAP KNOCKOFF OF HIS BEST FRIEND!
Izuku(panicking): MOMO, HELP!!! SHOUTO’S GONE OFF THE DEEP END!!!
Shouto(grabs Izuku by the shoulders and starts shaking him): DON’T YOU SEE?!?! YOU’RE THE SON OF SUPERMAN, AND I’M THE SON OF BATMAN!!!
Izuku+Momo+the rest of the class that just walked over: Wait, WHAT?!?!
Shouto(slings arm over Izuku’s shoulder with a crazy grin on his face): Don’t you see! WE’RE THE NEXT GENERATION OF THE WORLD’S FINEST!!! YOU’LL BECOME SUPERMAN, AND I’LL BECOME BATMAN!!! WE’LL BE UNSTOP-
Momo(whacks her boyfriend upside the head mid rant): OK! That’s enough for now.
Momo(sternly): Now, what’s in the case?
Shouto(rubbing his head): Sorry ‘bout that, he said that its part of my “birthright”.
Shouto(opens the case and shows the whole class): …
Midoriya siblings+Ochaco+Momo(see a black pointy-eared cowl with a cape): Oh no…
Shouto: I’m Batman now…
Shouto(realizing what he just said): I’M BATMAN NOW!!!
Momo: …
Momo:*whacks him into sweet unconscious before he could start raving like a madman*
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Eri(flying towards Ochaco in the New 52 Supergirl costume with Krypto besides her): Mama! Mama! Look, I have a suit like Papa’s!
Ochaco(hugging her): Now you look like a proper Supergirl!
Eri(smiling): Grandpa gave it to me! He said that it’s to show that I’m part of his family!
Hisashi(walks up and ruffles her hair): Anytime Supergirl!
Hisashi: I also gave Izuku some new armor.
Hisashi(looking behind Ochaco): Speaking of which.
Izuku(wearing a set of blue Kryptonian armor with red boots a red belt and his family crest, and a red cape with the crest in black on it, the New 52 Superman armor): How do I look?
Toshinori(coughing up blood and seeing an image of Nana smiling next to him): He really is her grandson…
Denki(stunned): He looks…
Mina(finishing his sentence): Just like Dad!
Shouto:*eyes widening*
Momo(amazed): Oh my god…
Bakugo(shocked, thinking): He used to be a mere pebble in my way, but now he’s like a goddamn mountain! DAMNIT!
The rest of the teachers and classes 1-A and 1-B are left speechless by the imposing yet reassuring presence before them.
Ochaco(smiling): You look like a true Superman.
Superman(grinning back): Thanks, that means a lot coming from you.
Krypto(wagging his tail in excitement): *bark* *jumps up and starts licking Izuku across the face*
Superman(laughing and scratching Krypto behind his ears): Thanks boy!
Inko(turns to Hisashi): I’m so proud of how far he’s come.
Hisashi(turns to her smiling): Even without our guidance or powers, he’d still make a great hero.
Hisashi(thinking as he looks at Izuku playing with Krypto with pride): You will give them an ideal to strive towards…
Hisashi(as Izuku flies outside with his new suit): They will race behind you…
Hisashi(as Aizawa is shown): They will stumble…
Hisashi(as Toshinori is shown): They will fall…
Hisashi(Bakugo is shown): They will curse your name…
Hisashi(Denki, Mina, Eri, Momo, Shouto and Ochaco are shown looking up and smiling): But in time, they will join you in the Sun, Izuku…
Hisashi(Superman is shown floating in front of the moon with a smile on his face, hopeful that tomorrow can be better): In time…
Hisashi(the crest on Izuku’s chest is shown as everything fades to black, leaving the crest before it also fades): You will help them accomplish wonders.
#my hero academia#my hero superman au#izuku midoriya#ochaco uraraka#eri (bnha)#eri uraraka midoriya#that is her full adopted name and you can’t change my mind#eriizuocha#hisashi x inko#midoriya hisashi#midoriya inko#momo yaoyozoru#shouto todoroki#denki kaminari#mina ashido#dc superman#izuocha#green tea family#krypto the superdog
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~DUSKWOOD~
Hold My Hand - part 10
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L: "Assuming that what they want IS the Minotaur...we're still not sure though."
D: "What other proof do you want? Bad guys kidnap a Hacker that has built a whole program named Dedalus, that's supposed to keep maybe another program, that is probably as bad as those guys, inside the first program so someone with bad intentions can't use it."
MC: "I mean, now I have a terrible headache, but yeah, it's obvious at this point that this thing is a program, an app or some sort of device. It's like Jake built a lead safe to keep the kryptonite inside."
A: "However jumping at conclusions could be dangerous. Have you ever think that this Minotaur could be a person too?"
T: "Like...in The Matrix?"
Alan rolled his eyes inhaling deep.
A: "Okay maybe not a person, but it could be a tracker to a perfect location of something or someone too."
MC: "And we're lost again. I'm starting to hate this Dedalus thing."
MC passed a hand over her face slowly, trying to ward off fatigue.
MC: "Listen, first let's take a look at the photos that are in the pendrive, then we'll look for information about this Minotaur."
A: "I agree. However does anyone have friends that could have heard of this Minotaur?"
D: "I have some contacts in private security, but you already knew that."
T: "I don't know anyone sadly but I can ask around."
L: "I know a few people from work. They're not exactly nerds, but one of them plays role games online. However don't expect much."
MC: "That's good. I have someone too, but I'm not sure he will talk to me..."
D: "Because he doesn't like you?"
MC: "Well, last time I spoke to him it was in the Dark Web and he was also really cryptic."
As MC finished talking, Dan took the laptop and opened it. He turned it on, typed Jessy's password and entered the pendrive.
D: "In any case we need to move, so, cryptic or not, if you know this guy you should ask him. Now let's see what's inside this thing."
Everyone approached the laptop while Dan selected the folder containing the photographs. He opened a particularly dark one, in which not much was seen. There was little light and the only thing illuminated by it was a part of a brick wall. Maybe a cell or maybe a tunnel, MC couldn't say exactly. Then Dan clicked a key and the next photo appeared. They continued like this for the next six or seven slides, but nothing more than dark and indecipherable images of corridors or tunnels. Then they finally arrived at the photo that Dan had talked about a few hours earlier.
MC: "Okay, stop here."
They could see part of the brick wall they had seen in the first photograph and maybe a door with a small window with bars.
MC: "Don't you said it was a lounge or something?"
D: "You have the picture under your eyes. It's so dark that anyone could make such a mistake..."
It was all very dark indeed, but they could clearly see someone tied to a chair. The chair was turned at such an angle that it wouldn't allow to see the face of the tied person that was bent forward, so all they saw was just a curved back.
L: "Oh my God, is that Jake?"
T: "I'm not sure. I don't know what he looks like since I've never seen him before. It's so dark I couldn't say if that's a man, a woman, an old guy or a kid either."
At that last word Alan seemed to shudder, approaching the laptop a few inches more with his eyes wide open wandering on that figure.
D: "Do you want a magnifying glass, Sherlock?"
Alan didn't even listen to him by moving his hands and moving on with the photographs.
D: "What the...hey!"
MC had no idea if Sarah's kidnapping was a secret or not, but Alan hadn't told the group about her yet and so she decided not to say anything. She also approached and tried to notice some details in the following photos. She had never seen Jake either, so she had no idea what he was like. She only knew that he was a male with black hair. Of course, this didn't narrow the field, but certainly if the kidnapped people were two, and one of these two was a child, the other could only be Jake.
Without a clue to recognize that person, they moved to the next photograph. It showed a corridor that ended with a crossroads. On the left side there were marks left on the wall with something sharp, but none of them could say if it was writings or symbols. In the penultimate photo MC saw something that made her stomach turn. There was someone sitting on the ground, right in the corner that formed between two walls. The photo was as dark as the others, but the figure of a person was clearly distinguished. He was curled up with his legs in his chest and a chain tied to his left ankle. She can't see his face, but his right arm was abandoned at his side in a really unnatural position.
MC: "Is-Is this..."
L: "...why his arm look like that?"
MC turned to Lilly completely in a panic. She grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her tightly.
MC: "You saw a picture of him! Is it him? IS IT JAKE?"
Lilly supported MC's worried look by looking for the right words to answer her, but instead her eyes filled with tears and then moved back to the laptop. It was obvious that it was him.
MC: "We have to go there. To do that we also have to know our way around. there are too many tunnels to get lost into."
D: "Yes, about that. Alan we know that this place is located in that old distillery. The Barnum and Sons."
Alan sighed shaking his head and turned to look at the man.
A: "Barnum and Sons was shut down a long time ago. It was at the center of several scandals in the past. The cover story was the distillation of Moonshine, but that place was often used by criminals to receive dirty money and especially as a cover for human trafficking. I know the Mayor ordered it to be blown up."
D: "We already know about the explosives. What we need right now is a permission to explore that place and the mines."
A: "Look, I can try to speak with the Mayor, but I'm not sure he will listen. The Mayor is under investigation. His hands are so much in the shit that he had to come to terms with the FBI."
T: "The Mayor? OUR Mayor?"
A: "Yes. According to rumors, he tried to get by with something without alerting anyone and ended up in even bigger trouble. It's said that a guy had found something that concerned his marital infidelity and he's blackmailing him. I don't know the details, but the Mayor made a deal with this guy in exchange of his silence."
L: "And I guess the business this guy is doing down there isn't too legal, since it's the FBI involved."
Alan nodded silently.
D: "Okay, why the hell blow it up? He could just close the place and make the FBI do their superheroes job. The explosion part is too much for me."
MC: "Mhm, I agree. Maybe there is something else we don't know."
A: "Trust me, there is a lot we still don't know about it, but to make such an important decision, probably there are proof that needs to be destroyed in there."
MC: "Could you please talk to him. Any clue he'll give us could be important."
A: "Yeah, I can try at least, but first things first. We have one last picture to see."
Thomas inhaled deeply and shook his head.
T: "Let's go ahead then."
Alan pressed the button to scroll to the next photo and everyone approached the small screen to look better.
T: "What the hell!?"
Thomas pointed his finger at the last photograph showing the same dark room with a single beam of light running through it. The light started from above, probably to the left of the camera that was recording. The only things it illuminated were the half of an arm raised in mid-air covered with a brown fabric, perhaps a sweatshirt, MC thought; a gun shimmering in the light, held by the hand of the same person to whom the arm belonged; and the last thing...
L: "That's creepy. Why is this person pointing a gun to a teddy bear?"
Not knowing what to say, MC turned to Alan. She didn't know what to do or what to say. Her friends didn't know what was hidden in the shadows. Who that gun was really holding at gunpoint, but she knew. Alan knew that too. She saw him move from the laptop and for a very short moment the two looked at each other. Alan's eyes were filled with rage and his hands were shaking. He was doing everything in his power not to smash that laptop and keep calm. MC tried to approach him, to reach out a hand to him to reassure or calm him down, but how can you expect such a thing from a father who has just seen his little girl held at gunpoint?
That brief moment, however, didn't escape the eyes of those present who confusedly tried to understand the reason for that exchange of glances between the girl and the policeman.
MC: "Alan, I know you're angry, but please. We're going to make a plan, we'll find a way and save her and Jake."
A: "There was a gun...in the same room as her."
He said that keep looking at MC with no anger in his voice, but then he passed a hand on his own mouth drying the sweat that had flowed so far.
A: "They held a gun at my daughter! THAT WAS A FUCKING GUN! How am i suppose to-ahh...fuck!"
He leaned forward holding his side and MC ran towards him to catch him. Alan managed to cling to the small armchair that was not far away and collapsed after a few moments on his knees on the ground.
MC: "Hey, hey. I got you. Guys, a little help here?"
Thomas moved in a snap, as if awakened by a dream. He went close to the two and held Alan as they stood him up.
T: "This way. There is a guests room right after the kitchen."
The two held Alan and transported him to the room. He needed rest and probably a doctor, but MC knew he wouldn't let her call anyone. The only two left in the living room looked at each other completely lost. Dan went to the laptop, closed the photos folder and lowered the screen until he closed it altogether.
Lilly approached a chair and collapsed on it. He didn't know what to say. Jake seemed hurt and she was very worried about him, but to know that they had also taken an innocent little girl?
L: "I didn't know they had his daughter too."
D: "I'll be worried if I were in those guys. Kidnapping a Hacker is one thing, still bad, but I can understand it. Kidnapping a kid however. They just armed a ticking bomb and we'll have to be very careful from now on."
L: "What do you mean?"
D: "That a desperate man cannot be trusted. And maybe these guys are betting on that."
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I read your new fanfic for JayKyle week (along with all the others) Fear and really loved it! (And for my next part just remember I like Kyle from what I've seen and him as White lantern seems cool but super OP for no real reason (but I haven't read comics so sorry))
With all these fics it makes me have thoughts (no mean to bash but why is Kyle even white lantern. From what I've seen (which is not a lot so I get it if I'm just being ignorant and unconsciously putting down the characters that aren't my fave 😥) it just seemed like OP move to make him stronger)
But onto what I hope doesn't come off as putting down a character for my own fave (and if that's what it is I don't mean it). But I keep on having thoughts of White lantern Jason.
Rather if (inspired by your fic) Jason goes into the pit and comes out a Red lantern, goes to space after a bit then goes back to Talia (there wasn't really much in space for him, and nothing with the bats anymore, but Talia?). Then when training/thinking about what Bruce should have done and Gotham gets a orange ring. Then maybe a Black ring while being Redhood (or however Jason would do it in this world). Then after the Black ring or after the pit madness cools down he realizes what he's done and gets a Yellow ring.
Then maybe the next ones would be Indigo, Violet, Green, Blue.(White)
And plusepoints if Jason meets people within this time. Like Bruce never really learns that its Jason rather if it's because he never went to Gotham or didn't stay long enough for the bats to find out. It's just one day this guy with at least one of the "bad" power rings shows up (Jason would show up for world crisises) and completely obliterate some guys. And everyone would be like "this guy is scary". And then he'd continue to show up with more and more ring and everyone is shocked.
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I also like the idea of Jason and Kyle both being Green lanterns in space after Hal becomes Parallax. Kyle hates Jason because he's always telling Kyle what to do and kinda calling him stupid (Jason is just worried that this guy with like zero training is going to go out into space (with no plan) and get hurt or mess everything up. So Jason is just trying to show him how to be a hero/vigilante and Kyle. Isn't. Listening.(que Jason thinking Kyle is so stupid and stubborn and pretty and F#CK)
Thank you, glad your enjoying it all.
Its all good. Comics are confusing half the time, and contradictory. Can be a bit difficult to read, let alone understand what's happening when or where or why sometimes.
Kyle being op as White Lantern, that's to be expected tbh. He became WL because he managed to get chosen by all the seven rings (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet) and learned how to weild each of their individual powers. So he's not just weilding the power of one Lantern corps at that point, he's hitting seven plus whatever additional boost you'd expect to get from being WL. (pretty sure they did it this way to serve as a parrallel to the different rays of light and how when your eye sees all of them it makes white and when there's none it sees black.) I can see where you could see it as a move to make him way too overly strong, but another thing I'd say is it separated him from Hal both with plot and character wise. I've seen some people say that Kyle feels like DC just wanted a younger Hal, that they're not distinct enough, by giving him this thing he's getting something Hal and by extension no other characters had/held onto (as far as I'm aware the only other time we've seen WLs is in blackest night and that obviously didn't stick past that event). It also gives us that bonus Hal is extremely strong in Will but Kyle is intuned across the whole board. But that's all just my speculation and what I've gotten. And this is comics, where the rules and Canon are constantly changing to suit whoever's writing today.
I have thought of WLJason for a bit, kind of playing with the idea of how he came back to life and the WL power is supposed to be life. So you could argue channeling all the rings together to create the white one would be easier, the problem of course comes with getting the rings to him and not getting overloaded on all the power and emotions that come with them. A few have been shown to manipulate or change the wearer's emotional and mental state so you could play with the fear and struggle of that too (specific ones that come to mind being red, indigo, and violet). But you could mess around with how the rings work to fit the story. I do like your idea of him just being this unknown figure amassing this collection of rings without anyone knowing anything. Could play it off as a mystery if told from the bats or league's perspective, or like a sort of thriller if from Jason's.
Usually I think of Jason as WL in a situation where most of the League has disappeared, maybe through brainiac or some alien invasion or some supervillain we've never heard of. Of course with the League's disappearance someone has to step up and do something and after fighting with himself Jason does that. There are younger heroes and sidekicks just running around putting themselves in danger with no backup, he has to do something. At some point he gets a ring, either blue for the hope he's bringing to the people/that he has for finding the League, or green because he's not about to let anything else happen (plus the guardians are like, where the hell did our lanterns go? All six of them? This is clearly an emergency, we need someone there, now.) Over time he starts amassing the other rings and he becomes the WL. With the new power and this new team he's had to build from scratch within the last however many months/years he finds the missing League members and get them back. Cue the shock as everyone tries to figure out how this happened.
Ooh, new Green Lantern Kyle plus also new Green Lantern Jason could be fun too. Could almost go like a buddy cop route with it if you wanted, Jason tries to be the serious one while Kyle's just trying to enjoy himself. He gets it's important and all but c'mon man, we can go to space, that's so cool. Add in some mutual pining, the oh no this assholes really hot moment, and we're on our way. Since it's just became GL Kyle you could play it off as Jason just came out of the Lazarus Pit maybe too(maybe the pit madness didn't hit as bad here, or his will is strong enough to fight through it) so you can play up the young love aspect too.
#answers#fic ideas#jason todd#this wound up so long#but i like talking ideas and suggestions and stuff#tis my kryptonite i suppose
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I've never seen the concept of the FoS being Jor-El's research outpost to study the TPZ or the concept that the entire FoS can shift back & forth from TPZ & TRW anywhere else before & I'd really like to know more about it! You don't really have to loop in the Phantom Zone if you plan to make a separate post about it later I'm really just curious about the FoS' layout, how it functions, what items & beings it keeps, such as Kelex & the Eradicators, and what more Superman & other members of (1/2)
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the Superfam could bring to & make use of it when Supes does inherit it. (2/2)
Someone finally asked me about the Fortress of Solitude!
Boy has this been a post I've wanted to make for a while. Look when it comes right down to it, I don't understand why creators aren't chomping at the bit to do more with one of the coolest areas of the Supermythos. The Fortress can be one of the most interesting superhero hideouts in fiction if the writer and the artist have any imagination whatsoever. You've got a home base for a hero who deals in everything from street crime to cosmic omnicide, that means you have free reign to go wild with what he keeps in his base.
Regarding the Fortress being Jor-El's outpost in the PZ, that was me trying to think of a way to make Superman getting the Fortress "cooler", while also explaining why he has a base full of Kryptonian gadgetry and tech when his father shoving him into the rocket is supposed to be a desperate last gamble. Where did Jor find the time to shrink his Fortress, with all the tech, down to a crystal and have it on hand for when he needed to put it in Kal's rocket? A lot of adaptions just have Jor-El toss a crystal into Kal's rocket and then Kal travels up north and grows himself a base. Personally I find that pretty underwhelming, if the Fortress is meant to be Jor's originally and Kal inherits it, why not make finding the Fortress part of Kal learning all about Jor, both the good and the bad? Great way to do that is to make Kal retrieving the Fortress be something he does during his first trip to the PZ. In the PZ he sees his father at Jor's worst, interacting with the result of Jor exiling people to Space Hell, but in the Fortress he gets to see his father at Jor's best, the scientist and artist who worked to better life for everyone.
Additionally the Phantom Zone is a great workaround for having relics from Krypton survive to interact with Kal, without having multiple artifacts conveniently survive a planet exploding, while also conveniently making their way to the one planet in the universe which houses the other survivors of Krypton. The Phantom Zone housing Kryptonian tech in addition to Kryptonian prisoners requires much less asspulling to justify Kal finding all this cool tech than having to explain how it came to land on Earth from Krypton. That's my justification for why it should be tied to the PZ, but I'm not too hung up on the Fortress' origins as much as I am hung up on making the Fortress an interesting place to be.
Now when it comes to the Fortress itself I want to go big. I want a key made of dwarf star matter, solar anvils, the Bottled City of Kandor (and maybe other Bottled Cities as well), the Infant Universe of Qwewq, a Phantom Zone projector room and a map that Kal creates to catalog areas he's explored there, I want Kryptonian technology, and crystals that hold records of Kryptonian history and culture. I want the Intergalactic Zoo which holds the last members of alien fauna, with Kal working to find a way to resurrect extinct species via cloning or some other method. I want an Intergalactic Greenhouse where he does the same with alien flora, cataloguing different plant species he finds across the galaxy. There should be an enormous journal made of steel or some other metal that Kal writes in using his heat vision, an armory where he collects the various types of Kryptonite, or other weapons that pose a risk to him or others. Much like Batman has his various suits on display in the Batcave, Superman should do the same with his own suits, it's fun to see designs he's sported throughout his career. Give me a Solarium where Kal can experiment with how his cells react to different types of sunlight, a combat arena where Kal can test his combat abilities or powers against Eradicators, and an AR room where he can partake of Kryptonian entertainment.
Don't just make it a place for Kal to indulge his Kryptonian side as well, make sure to showcase his human heritage with various trophies/awards he's gathered in his careers as Superman and Clark Kent. Give him a writing room where he types his articles/works on his novels, a library containing his favorite books/movies/whatever by human creators, a room full of statues showing his friends, family, and even his villains. Maybe there's even a room for farming when Kal wants to touch base with his roots, like what Kingdom Come had. Give the readers reason to want to keep seeing more of the Fortress by making it able to act as a setting for any kind of story imaginable.
All of the Superfamily members should have access to the Fortress, although not all of them can use the front door, but only Kal, Kara, and Jon regularly make use of it beyond just a place to do superhero work. Kara uses the Fortress as a safe space to feel at home. Jon likes poking around to learn more about his dad than Kal might otherwise be willing to talk about. Steel should have the Tesseract as his own private base, Conner and Kenan consider wherever Young Justice and the Justice League of China are living to be their respective homes.
Kelex is Superman's equivalent to Alfred, but he needs more of a personality. My take on Kelex is that whereas Alfred is Bruce's prim and proper British butler that grounds Batman, Kelex should be Kal's snooty and uptight French butler that elevates Superman. Kelex speaks with a "Kryptonopolis" accent which is basically an upper class Parisian accent. He looks down on Earth and humanity, encouraging Kal to take more pride in his Kryptonian side, but does support Kal's actions as Superman, viewing Kal as being more active in defending the planet whereas Jor was too passive. Rather than restraining him to a single robot body, Kelex should be the AI that runs everything in the Fortress, the "soul" of the fortress so to speak. You could say he is the Fortress of Solitude, the robots and mechanical appendages scattered throughout the Fortress we see, merely being his metaphorical hands with which to interact with the physical world. Kelex and Kara get along wonderfully, Kelex loathes Conner and Kenan for being troublemakers, respects Steel for being similar to Jor-El, and sees Jon as the heir and a chance to correct the misfortune of Kal not knowing much about Krypton until he was an adult. Kelex and Lois frequently are at odds since she wants to know all of the Fortress' secrets, and Kelex has orders from Kal to keep some information private even from Lois.
When it comes to the design of the Fortress itself, I think the "ice crystal castle" it's had since Donner works fine for the exterior. Interior-wise however I think it needs a change. I find a Fortress with a "naturalistic" interior to be boring to look at. Give me a design that screams "high-tech scifi" any day. Mikel Janin's design for the Fortress interior should be the foundation going forward for what the place looks like.
In short I want the Fortress to be fun, dangerous, exciting, pleasing to look at, and also intimidating. Fill it with colorful characters that offer entertaining interactions with Superman we can't get anywhere else. Embrace the crazy unrealistic nature of Superman, his roots as a science-fiction character, and make the Fortress shine!
And have him put up statues of his Earth parents to go with his Kryptonian ones! I liked that concept from the end of the New 52 Superman era, bring it back!
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Megamind
Hello, my dudes, I am not dead! (At least physically)
This post is super freaking random and out of the blue (pun intended), but I'm just posting it to basically give you something to read until I finish this school year. Finals are almost here and I’m pretty sure I am going to pass away. (But I get my associate���s degree after that, so yay!)
Anyway, I gave in to the temptation to rewatch Megamind the other day, and as per usual, I thought WAY too hard about what was happening. So I'm subjecting you guys to my thoughts on a children's movie that came out over a decade ago!
(No shade to this movie, it's one of my all-time favorites, so as much as I'm nitpicking it, just know that I love Megamind. Also, I wrote this all at like midnight on a Sunday night instead of sleeping, so it might not make a ton of sense)
Now for the actual post:
Right off the bat, after Megamind “kills” Metro Man, my first question is how did he fall for that? They’ve known each other for like their entire lives, how does Megamind not know his opponent’s abilities? I mean, he’s supposed to be a super genius, right? And he knows Metro Man has pretty much impenetrable skin as well as super-speed? Also with the whole “copper is my weakness”: why’d he fall for that?
That would mean pennies drain his powers (I realize pennies aren’t really made of copper now, and they just have a copper coating, but that would still probably drain his power if copper did that). And the whole thing doesn’t really make sense. Why copper? Superman’s weakness is Kryptonite, a fictional rock. I feel like that would be a super lame weakness.
Last thought for this part, was Megamind just seeing what he wanted to? Was he ignoring all the evidence that Metro Man wasn’t dead because he wanted him to be? Did he want to succeed so bad that he just ignored everything else?
Next thing.
Megamind tries to make a hero using Metro Man’s DNA, but the DNA he uses is Metro Man’s dandruff. My first question is: How are Metro Man’s powers tied to his DNA? And why does his dandruff have access to his powers? The only way (that I can think of) for Megamind to be able to extract Metro Man’s powers from his DNA (dandruff) is for him to have access to his stem cells (basic definition of stem cells: “cells from which all other cells with specialized functions are generated”)…
Unless his skin is the root of his powers? But that would mean all his powers are tied to his skin? From what I know
List of known powers:
Super durability
Flight
Super strength
Heat vision
X-Ray vision (Metro Man can allegedly see through lead. Which is something not even Superman can do)
Super speed (I think he can go fast enough to break the sound barrier, considering she shatters glass and creates sonic booms. Which is approximately 770 mph or 1,239 km/h at sea level. And then he can move fast enough that it looks like time has stopped for everyone else? That’s…. Like REALLY fast my guy.)
Night vision
(All of those were from the wiki, the next ones are just my personal speculation after watching the movie again)
Wind of some sort? (Metro Man inhaled fire)
Great hair (Megamind mentioned it at the beginning I think?) (And Hal has some pretty good hair too)
Impervious to pain? (there’s the one scene when Hal is giving himself a wedgie and says “look! It doesn’t even hurt!” also all the other instances where what happened should’ve hurt)
Enhanced vision (Hal was stalking Roxanne)
Enhanced hearing (Hal says “my super ears are burning” which is super creepy, and IDK if it’s actually a power. Later on, Hal is destroying the city and is able to hear Roxanne calling for him, even though sirens are going off and things are burning down, so I think it’s safe to say it’s one of his abilities.)
Hyper-flexibility? (IDK how to explain this one, he just seems to be super flexible while he’s flying/training)
Time manipulation (I’m gonna say this one just because there’s the scene when Metro Man is explaining his reasons for faking his death and during the flashback, it looks like time has just stopped. Like literally, birds aren’t flying, gravity has kind of been cancelled, yet Metro Man isn’t moving, so it can’t really be super speed…)
Going off of the thought that Megamind uses stem cells to create the power-injector-thingy: If he had access to stem cells he could probably literally cure cancer and so many other diseases and issues. With his brains, he could probably regrow limbs. He probably just doesn’t think about it. Bro could literally solve one of the world’s biggest problems, but instead, he causes problems on purpose.
Maybe he’s like Sato from Ajin: Demi-Human and he’s just bored. But I feel like Sato is scarier than Megamind even though Megamind is probably smarter. Megamind just doesn’t want to be a terrorist… (isn’t he kind of a terrorist tho?) I think Megamind’s motives are more focused on spite. In the beginning, when he’s at shool he says “If I was the bad boy, then was going to be the baddest boy of them all.” (autocorrect just tried to change baddest to saddest)
Anyway, side tangent:
I like how Megamind has proper lab safety gear when he’s making Metro Man’s power-injector-thingy
Hairnet
Goggles
Gloves
No loose clothing (except for his cape? I guess?)
At this point, I’m just going to make a list of my thoughts, cuz they aren’t big enough to make whole sections of this post:
In the one scene when Megamind is “fighting” Bernard you can see Megamind's hands or Bernard's hands with the other body. Does that mean he can change only a few parts of him, and he doesn’t have to change his entire body? Also, does the illusion match what he would actually feel like? Does he actually shrink when he turns into Space Dad? Or does it just look like it? Wouldn’t Tighten notice the disparity if he didn’t actually shrink? IDK, maybe he’s too stupid and oblivious. I mean, he doesn’t take the hint from Roxanne when she rejects him over and over. She’s like “maybe later” but “when a woman says later, she really means not ever!”
How does Roxanne not find out Bernard is Megamind before the whole reveal-during-the-date thing? She’s a reporter; she’s supposed to have critical thinking skills, right? I mean, Megamind has some LAME excuses. He was “power-walking nearby”? Also, they have the same voice. Megamind doesn't change his voice AT ALL, and Roxanne has been getting kidnapped by him for who knows how long. (We know he can change his voice cuz he does it with Space Dad, so why doesn’t he do it with Bernard?) Also, his eyes don’t change at all between Space Dad, Megamind, and Bernard, you’d think someone would’ve noticed by now, considering how BRIGHT GREEN THEY ARE. Another clue: his ineptitude for basic things like riding a bike, his blue helmet to match his blue head, his arrogance, how things suddenly become better once she starts hanging out with him, but she never really questions why. The whole “maybe Megamind isn’t so bad after all.” line. “You’re the smartest person I know” then you can’t know that many smart people.
Speaking of kidnapping… why did he start kidnapping her? She doesn’t have a relationship with Metro Man. Did he kidnap her one time and then build a fake relationship for Metro Man and her so he could justify kidnapping her over and over just to get to him? Did he do it because he liked her? I mean, even before they started “dating” it was obvious he had some sort of feeling for her.
About halfway through the movie, when Megamind and Minion are stalking Hal, Hal slides across the hood of the invisible car. But he does it in a way that makes it look like he’s going a lot bigger speed than he actually is. I mean, if you run into a car normally, it just stops you. So why didn’t it stop him, and instead made him slide like that? We see Megamind run into the invisible car in a similar way, but it’s never really explained… Maybe the invisible car has some sort of forget-that-it’s-there function, or some sort of makes-people-slide-across-it thing.
Why doesn’t Hal figure out Space Dad is Megamind earlier either? Megamind straight up says “Metrocity” instead of “Metro City” like everyone else, while he’s in his Space Dad costume. Is it just because Hal had just become a hero? Or is cuz he’s just an idiot? (But he caught it later… so IDK)
How does Minion eat/smell? We saw him with fish food and a churro, but we never saw him eat. We saw him put the keys in his “tank” through the top, but he can’t really do that when Hal is watching. And he smells cologne on Megamind before they have their fight, but he doesn't have a nose… and he’s surrounded by glass and water… so he shouldn't be able to smell.
I like how Roxanne talks to herself too. I know I do that a lot, so it’s nice that she’s still presented as sane™ even though she talks to herself. Usually, people that talk to themselves are mentally ill in some way (according to the media). It makes me think of my mug that says “Of course, I talk to myself. Sometimes I need expert advice.”
Is Megamind creative enough to figure out a way to make art of Tighten and spell out the name in his notes? He needs something better to occupy his time. Also, he didn’t know the hero he created was going to be Hal, so how could he make a picture of him without knowing what he looked like?
“I know everything about you”, “I didn’t know what kind you liked, so I just grabbed, you know, all of them” and “oh you don’t like flowers” contradict each other, he should know if she likes flowers or not, or what kinds she likes. Loser.
I like the little detail that Hal “shifts gears” when he tries to fly faster. Cuz it looks like he’s driving a car. Ya know, cuz he drives a car and films things for a living.
Why hasn’t Megamind figured out a way to waterproof his tech? The watched failed with just a little water splashed on it
Roxanne is so nice! I love her! Even after it was revealed that Bernard is Megamind, she was still willing to help him. She’s also so freaking brave. She tries to stop Hal by reasoning with him. She goes back to the burning city, where all the citizens are just leaving, and tries to talk him out of committing mass murder. And during all this, she’s wearing a tanktop, slippers, and what look like leggings. That takes some guts. Also in the beginning when she’s kidnapped by Megamind? She’s completely calm. And yeah, she’s probably done that like a million times, but still.
Bro, imagine how trippy it was for the guards to have Megamind just… come back to prison. Like, they’ve spent so long trying to keep this guy here, and capture him to put him back when he escapes. Imagine how confused they were when he just showed up and was like “arrest me and take me to my cell”
How’d Megamind get 88 life sentences?
PRESENTATION
Why do they travel in a straight line when being almost crushed by the building? Like if you’re smart you’d get out of the wayby driving to the side.
Why make the invisible car that shiny? Kinda defeats the purpose of being invisible.
Bro’s still wearing his Custom-Baby-Seal-Leather-Boots™
Do you think he’s be able to diffuse Metro Man? Or was he only able to diffuse Hal because he infused him first?
I just realized Minion has a literal antenna on the back of his head (is it a head or body?)
How does Minion breathe? He’s in water 99% of the time, and the one time we see him out of water, he’s breathing fine? Is he an amphibian rather than a fish? Cuz they can breath water and air, they just have to stay moist to breath air.
Did they just pardon him of his 88 life sentences after he saved the city once?
Megamind should officially rename the city Metrocity just cuz that’d be funny.
THE END
Side note: I just got my first ask and I got so excited, but turns out it was just porn. Oh well. Someone, please ask me something, I need inspiration and I don’t want to do any of my current half-written posts.
Last thing: This post ended up being only a couple hundred words less than a research paper I took 2 months to write, so that’s nice.
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I have to ask...
Where do the anti-supercorp people get the idea from that Lena Luthor is xenophobic?
Are we watching the same show?
I can see how one does not like Lena.
I can see how some of Lena's actions can be considered irredeemable.
I can see that her family was/is xenophobic.
I can agree she made some horrible mistakes in judgement.
Canon told us:
Lena was fired by Lex from LuthorCorp because he thought her naive about her pro-alien stance. The same brother who analysed Lena since she was four.
Lena was horrified when Lex tied her to a chair and made her watch his attempt to kill Superman by turning the sun red
Lena came to National City in hopes to work with Supergirl (an alien)
Lena actively re-branded LutherCorp to LCorp to get rid of the anti-alien stuff and everything else people connected with the Luthor name
Yes, Lena created an alien-detector, but her intention was one out of ignorance (of the backlash this could cause), not of hate - when Kara much later explains the potential bad the item could cause, Lena is very much listening
Lena helps Kara on several occasions, using her intel and providing it to Kara, so Kara can investigate and write articles to dismantle anti-alien organisations (e.g. Veronica Sinclair's fight club, Cadmus)
Lena helps Supergirl on several occasions, using her intel and providing it to Supergirl, so Supergirl can dismantle anti-alien organisations
Lena actively seeks to dismantle Cadmus - the anti-alien group - even before Lena started suspecting Lillian to be involved
Lena schemes against Lillian to use Medusa to kill all aliens on Earth
Lena testified both against her alien-hating mother and brother
As soon Lillian told Lena about Lex' former facilities, she starts looking into them - they are well hidden, so it does take her a while (and by this date in the show, she may still not have unearthed all of them) - and dismantles many of them / continues to give Kara/Supergirl information about them (e.g. when Kara asks Lena for tech to find missing aliens, Lena offers to look into L-Corp (= former LutherCorp) database to search for anything useful for that particular cause
Lena encourages Kara strongly to find a way to warn all aliens about the alien registration manifest being leaked - she inspired Kara to "blob"
When Lillian finds out Lena is pro-alien and helping find the abducted aliens, she has her goons try to scare her off ("nothing permanent" - the goons accidentally threw Lena off her balcony...) - even her own family sees how non-xenophobic Lena is
Lena sacrifices Jack (her former boyfriend and still potential romantically involved one) to save Supergirl (the alien) - and (rightfully) blames the human woman, who controlled Jack, for it
When Lena suspects and confirms Rhea to be an alien, she cuts ties with her - because Rhea lied to her, not because she's an alien
Lena starts working with Rhea (confirmed alien) again - to help aliens who "weren't as lucky" as Rhea's people and to further and better Earth technologies; reduce environmental damages by infrastructure / good transports / traffic.... only to be betrayed by Rhea.
Lena learns Mon-El, Kara's boyfriend, was Daxamite and has zero issues about it
Lena has no issue with Sam being half-alien, but with the Reign-half being a huge menace to Earth, so tries to stop her and save Sam
The DEO kept Kryptonite in case any of the Supers went rogue - like Batman and Oliver Queen kept theirs - Lena kept and created Kryptonite and Harun-El to ...cure cancer; to fight against sicknesses, to use as a clean energy-source, to... do good things
...yes, she lied about it. But, her not-so-wrong reasoning was "if I tell, they will take it away. If they take it away, I won't be able to do good with it."
Lena rather had Supergirl drop her than chemicals that could have harmed thousands (human and alien)
Lena becomes quick allies and friends with Brainy (admitably, in many ways he's more AI than alien...) and befriends Nia later on, too
What else does Lena do with her stash of Kryptonite and the knowledge she gained from it? When Mercy & Otis Graves irradiate Earth's atmosphere with Kryptonite, Lena already has created an anti-Kryptonite suit for Supergirl and the fact it’s already at hand saves Supergirl’s life!
That's only up to season four...
Yes, Lena did shitty stuff in season five. Arguably, for the right reasons, but ‘the road to hell is paved with good intentions’...
But were any of those things xenophobic?
The problem she has with Kara in season five is NOT because she’s an alien - but because she felt betrayed, personally.
Rightfully so? Eeeeeeeh.... while it surely must have hurt to learn your best friend lied to you and played two personalities, at times taking advantage of it, too - which, let’s be honest, Kara did - Kara did have her reasons (initially), it IS selfish for Lena to assume the worst and take the fact itself so personally.
But, everybody lives in their own world, I am sure - dear few readers, who took it upon yourselves to read this monster of a post - we can agree, that we all judge the world and others based on our own perceived reality, based on our own experiences, emotions and circumstance, whether we try to be better than that or not...
I’d even make the argument, Lena is more upset with her intimate friend “Kara” (whom she shared her most intimate thoughts and feelings with) having lied to her, than with “Supergirl” taking advantage of her. Being played, Lena can deal with, but trusting and seeing that trust shattered... low blow.
Please, correct me if I’m wrong, but to my knowledge, the only time Lena uses Kara being an alien against her, is when she uses and reworks the Fortress of Solitude's already existing settings to trap Kara in there for long enough for herself to get a head-start on getting Myriad to work (how else was she supposed to achieve that?).
Myriad, which she wanted to use to STOP hate, including racism (xeno-cism?). Brainwashing everyone is most certainly a veeeeeeery misguided approach, but the premise of ending all hate and the resulting pain is very much like the notion of "praying for world peace" - just that Lena got sick of praying and decided to actually go ahead and do something about it ((again: notion good; (attempted) execution horrifying)).
Even Lena trapping Malefic was to that very end. She trapped Eve (human) as well on that line of thought. At the least, she offered Malefic a deal to his liking as payment...? Eve on the other hand....
If anything, Lena is people-phobic.
She has a hard time trusting anyone, remains suspicious to a fault.
...she did effectively kill Eve on Earth-38, though, by over-writing her with Hope.
Kara forgave her aunt, who came just as close, wanting to use Myriad for very similar purposes - and then forgave Lena, eventually, just as much. The difference being, Astra died. We never got to see if Astra would have actually stopped her plan, convinced Non, and/or would have aimed / worked hard to redeem herself...
In the same episode, where Lena's attempts with Myriad failed (and Hope took the fall) Malefic, who had tried to murder multiple people as part of his revenge against his brother (and had targeted Kelly for a while, too) was set free by J'onn and sent to Mars to do good there.
The whole of National City forgave Supergirl (and her potential for going bad and for her causing actual destruction) only a week after the redK incident...
All that said:
1) Lena lied to Kara and played her. Sure, Lena felt betrayed and from her point of view, with her set of experiences and her own preexisting many traumas and (very bad) coping mechanisms, it was... well, understandable... or at least traceable. But, forgivable? That's ultimately up for her victim (Kara) to decide. And, apparently, she does forgive her. Not easily. But she does; understands both sides, evaluates, listens to others, observes the remorse, and makes her own decision / judgement... which is (initially, tentative) forgiveness.
2) The show is REALLY BAD at dealing with characters' actions’ or events' consequences. Period. There is no real consistency, 'cept that things don't have real repercussions. That is how the writers decided to write the show from season one on. If the writers think Kara forgives Lena and show it, then that's that.
3) Every time I read the notion that Lena was/is xenophobic, I can't help but wonder if anyone who claims such even watched the show.
4) Lena is not her brother. She's flawed. She makes mistakes. But for once, Lena and her character are suffering the consequences. That may not enough for the liking of Lena Luthor haters, or anti-Supercorp taggers, but it is what it is - and it is much more than most any actual bad guy had to suffer through. Bad guys with evil intentions, (mass) murderers, people (alien and human) that rationally caused lasting harm and/or trauma to their victims.
5) Lena is not xenophobic.
Kue out.
#supergirl#lena luthor#fictional character#kara danvers#hate#brainiac#nia nal#j'onn jones#superfriends#supercorp#am not going to use THAT tag#long post#xenophobic#xenophobia#myriad#katie mcgrath#thoughts on supergirl#fandom#analysis#character study#trauma in fiction
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You’re going to wish you were dead, instead.
Part 4 of T is for Trauma - The Series
Supercorp, Kara Danvers x Daughter!Reader, Lena Luthor x Daughter!Reader
Word count: 2370.
Warnings: kidnapping. Injuries. Next level angst.
Previously on the series – part 1, part 2, part 3
You open your eyes when someone kicks your stomach twice. You can’t control the vomit that comes right after, when your body finally understands that you’re up.
“Gross! Boss! The child threw up on my feet.” He walks away from you.
You want to appreciate that fact that you just did something to one of them, but everything hurts so much, like your skin is being peeled off of your body, that right now your only wish is that you could just die already so you don’t have to feel this unbearable pain anymore. Never in your worst nightmares, you’ve imagined you could feel so much pain you would wish you were dead instead.
“Stupid shit doesn’t die of over-exposure. It’s been hours! Maybe we should just shoot her, so she can bleed out to death.” One of them says and you pray they’re being serious.
“Please.” You plead. “End this.”
The boss kneels in front of you, with a creepy satisfied smile on his face. He looks behind him, to the other guys, and starts laughing like you just told the funniest joke in the world. His goons start laughing with him.
“I’m not going to end this. I wouldn’t want to stop all this fun you’re having!” He stands up, the same creepy smile still on his lips. “You know, you Kryptonians are funny. You act like Gods deciding everyone’s fate with some kind of morality no one even knows if you actually have. So, you’re ok with putting us through pain, but you can’t take any?”
“They are some weak Gods.” One of his henchmen says, and he looks back like he is telling him to shut up.
“Your world exploded for a reason. No kryptonian was supposed to survive. But then Supergirl and Superman came to Earth. Now, they are here dictating rules, expecting everyone to follow them. Who do they think they are? Those cockroaches.” He spits on the floor next to you, and you feel saliva hitting your face. “They’re not even supposed to exist, let alone procreate.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” You whimper, and he gives his maniac laughter again.
“I’ll do you a solid though, just because you’re just a little kid.” He raises a hand and quickly one of his goons puts a gun in his hand. He points at your leg. “I’ll make a little hole, to accelerate your dying process, ‘kay?” And he shoots your leg.
You scream as loud as you can, with all the strength still left in you. You thought you were already in so much pain because of the kryptonite, that this wouldn’t add up and you wouldn’t feel any more. You were wrong. The pain piled up on top of each other. So right now, the inside of your body is agonizing, your leg is burning and you’re bleeding out. Is this pain going to go on forever? It sure feels like it, because no matter how much you pray for it, you’re still not dead.
No, you’re not dead. You’re just lying there in your own vomit and blood, thinking about how much you want this nightmare to end, one way or another, when you hear gunshots. You close your eyes, thinking they’ve changed their minds and decided to shoot you multiple times to end your pain, but you don’t feel anything.
“Supergirl, I’ve been expecting you.” What? You open your eyes when you hear that. You can’t see her, the boss is in front of you with his body, but you get a glimpse of red and your heart beats faster. “As you can see, I have kryptonite and your daughter. Now, would you-”
“FUCK YOU!” She flies towards him with her closed fist, throwing him to the other side of the room. You can’t see him, but you know there’s no way he can recover fast from that. Kara kneels before you, and rips the chains with her hands, tossing the kryptonite to the other side of the room, like it doesn’t even affect her anymore. And if it does, it’s not as painful as seeing your situation.
You thought that once you were free of kryptonite, the pain would go away. It didn’t. Your body still feels like it is up in flames. Kara touches your face, you whimper. You can’t barely make up her face with your one functioning eye, but you see your pain reflected on her face.
She is still kneeling next to you, when she hears a noise coming from where she threw the guy. She blows her freeze breath, holding him back a little. Kara looks around, like she’s looking for something.
“I’ll be right back, my love. Ok? Momma is here.” She disappears right after, but comes back a few seconds later, hair blowing, and even though you didn’t see a thing, you know she just used her super speed.
“Mommy. I’m dying.” You whisper and Kara holds you up, carrying you in the most protective way she can.
“Shhh. You’re ok. Mommy is here. You’re ok.” Kara looks around again and you see aunt Alex going inside the room with the biggest gun you’ve ever seen. “He’s tied up in the corner.”
“J’onn and I got this. Take her to the DEO and put her under the sun light lamp, I’ll be there in a few.” Alex goes to the other side of the room, but you still can hear her. “Oh, you thought it was funny shooting my niece? I’ll show you funny!”
You don’t hear anything else. Kara is flying with you back to National City, and you look up to her. Hair flying in the wind, tears dropping from her eyes, she can’t take her eyes off you.
“I’m here. I’ve got you. You’re safe, baby.” She gives you the saddest smile you’ve ever seen.
“Mommy, I’m dying.” You repeat very slowly, because you don’t have any strength left to speak, and you know Kara can hear you either way. And you need her to know. She needs to know you’re probably not going to make it.
“No, you’re not. You’re ok. We’re going home, ok? We’re almost there. Mommy is here with you and your mom is waiting for you. You’re ok, baby.” Kara is crying so hard you barely make out what she’s saying.
“I’m sorry for what I said. I love you.”
“I love you, little one. I’m sorry. I love you. I love you. I’m sorry.” She keeps repeating that until you close your eyes. You can finally let go, you said everything. She knows you’re sorry, she knows you love her. So, you stop fighting the inevitable.
You thought you would die. You wished you had died. But you’re still here. You hear voices and you feel hands on your body. Someone’s touching your leg, it hurts like a bitch. Someone is squeezing your hand, it’s reassuring. Someone’s kissing your forehead over and over again, it’s calming.
You keep waking up and blacking out. But you don’t think they know this, because you can’t talk, can’t open your eyes, can’t move your body. All you can do is feel pain.
“Baby, my baby. I know you can do this. You can come back to us, please, please. I love you so much, babygirl. You’re my everything.”
“Mom, why isn’t she up yet? It’s been days! You said she would be awake by now.”
“Jamie, I-I don’t… She will wake up, honey. Just give her time, she needs to rest.”
“No. No, mom. She’s supposed to be up by now! Bring her back! Do something!”
“I’ve done everything I can, Jam. Come on, honey. Let’s go. Come.”
“Alex, there must be something else we can do.”
“Kara, you know how much I want her back too, I just- I’m sorry, it’s out of my hands now.”
“I wish I could switch places with her.”
“I know, Kar. I know. Go home, you’ve been in here for days. Go see Lena. Go be with your wife.”
You keep wishing you were dead. But you don’t die, and you also don’t come back to life. You’re half alive, and that’s not enough for anyone.
“Hey, little one.” You hear softly, and your heart beats fast. For the first time you feel you have enough strength to do something. You need to let her know you’re still alive. “I brought donuts, and your homework again.”
You try to ask for food, because you’re starving, but you can’t talk.
“I’ve been doing your homework for the past two weeks, and I have to say, I don’t know how you do this. It’s so much stuff, and you still find time to work on your inventions, and go to trainings…”
Yep, your life’s not as easy as it seems.
“Oooh, want to have a laugh? Your teacher sent me your physics homework yesterday and I obviously didn’t know anything, so I asked your mom for help and guess what? Apparently, Lena doesn’t know everything. It took her ten minutes to solve a problem. It was freaking hilarious.”
It sounds hilarious. You wish you were there.
“Hey. Was that a little laugh?” Kara asks and you try to smile again so she can see it. “I’ll tell Lena you laughed at her. Wait, no. I can’t do that, she’ll have hope.” She breathes heavily and your heart shrinks. “Shoot, I’m crying on your homework again. Your teacher will start wondering.”
You want to wake up so badly. You don’t know why your body doesn’t obey you. You’ve been in this bed under the sun for two weeks apparently. Is your body ever going to respond?
“Hold me.” You beg, trying to make your voice come out. It feels like you’re stuck in those nightmares where you feel like you’re screaming, but no one around hears anything. “Please.”
“Alex said we can take you home, with the lights and all. I’m scared, because I know that here, you’re being watched by doctors, but-” You feel her hand stroking your face gently. “I want you to be comfortable, and I want to lay in bed with you all day. So, should I? Should I take you home?”
YES. Please. Do it. Please. All you want is to go home.
“Yeah. I know. We shouldn’t move you too much. We don’t know what’s going on inside you, right? Besides-” You feel Kara’s warmth next to you. “I can lay in here with you, even though Alex tells me not to. We don’t have to tell her, right?” You feel Kara’s arms around and your eyes water immediately. “Baby, are you crying? Did I- Did I hurt you?” She moves away. “ALEX! ALEX! SHE’S CRYING. DO SOMETHING.”
There’s a weird taste on your mouth. Metallic and bitter. You need to get out of this bed, you need to go back to your life. And you feel it has to be now, or it will be never.
You open your eyes, slowly. It’s hard, it’s like they were glued together. It’s all blurry and undefined. You just see bright yellow, but it’s the first time you’re seeing some color in a while so you can’t complain about it.
“Baby! Kara, Alex! She’s awake!” You hear Lena’s voice and you see black and white mixed with the yellow. It’s probably her hair and face, but you can’t know for sure. There are no shapes, just colors. “Baby, baby, it’s ok. Mom is here.” Lena kisses your face and you feel hands on your body. There’s a very strong hand holding yours, and you know it’s Kara, because she is holding so hard it hurts. And you feel Alex’s hands touching your pulsing points.
“Hey, little one. Can you say something?” Kara asks and you open your mouth.
“My bones.” You whisper so slowly it’s pretty much inaudible; you’re sure only Kara can hear you, and only because of her super hearing.
“Oh, oh, sorry.” She stops squeezing your hand and kisses it, gently. “I forgot about the loss of powers.”
Wait, what?
“Ok, you two move away, please.” Now you see red, mixed with the yellow. “Hey kiddo, this is aunt Alex. Listen I have to do a few tests with you, ok? If you can hear me perfectly, blink once.” You blink once. “Perfect. You’re doing really well. Now, if you can see me perfectly, blink once.” You don’t blink. “Oh, ok. Is it blurry?” You blink once. “Ok, don’t worry, it will go back to normal with time. Now, I want you to move your left leg, just a little. Can you do that for me?” You do it.
She then makes you move every part of your body, and slowly but surely you do all that she asks. You hear Kara and Lena’s celebrations next to you and you smile proud of yourself.
“Hey kiddo, that was perfect! Next time you wake up, you will feel a lot better. I promise you.” You feel a squeeze in your hand, and you give her a little smile. “I don’t want you to get tired, so you can go back to sleep now, and we’ll work more later ok?”
“Wait.” You whisper and she puts her ear close to your mouth so she can hear you. “Lena.”
“She wants you.”
Lena takes Alex’ spot, holding your hand and putting her ear close to your face so she can hear you better.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, no baby, you don’t have anything to feel sorry for. Everything is alright. Listen.” You feel Lena wiping the tears from your cheeks. “You were right. I’m sorry I made you feel like you’re not the most important thing in the world for me, because you are. You are. Stop-stop worrying about it. Just use everything you have to recover, ok?” You nod weakly. “I love you.”
“We love you.” You hear Kara’s voice and you breathe deep.
“Mommy.” Your voice comes out a little stronger, but it is still just a whisper.
“Mommy is here, little one. I’ve got you. We’ve got you.” Kara says and you close your eyes again. Your body might still ache, but your heart doesn’t ache anymore.
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🔥 kks opinioooooons character, ship, general vibe, etc etc
yuh yuh yuh!!!
ummmm i don’t rlly think i have any unpopular opinions for him?? i hc him as autistic as hell but idk if that’s unpopular lmfaoo
honeslty i don’t think he was that good of a sensei but like i don’t really hold anything against him for it?? i think he should’ve done better but at the same time he barely knows how to take care of himself, he was kind of forced into taking the kids, he’s just not somebody good at interacting w kids (looks pointedly at when he literally tied sasuke to a tree), and he was going thru. a lot mentally already. and to be burdened with the trauma of those kids as well, esp sasuke??? and the responsibility?? like i can’t blame him for not doing a good job what the hell was he supposed to even do lol
ummm as for ships i generally am unfeeling towards anything that isn’t kkg or kkob (like kkshizu or kkzabu) but that’s bc idc ab anyone except kakashi, obito, yamato and gai lmfao. as for specific ships:
kakayama: i just see them as bros and nothing more tbh!!! unrequited where yams has a crush on him for a while is CUTEEE but i don’t see their rship developing into anything more :’) they just know each other like brothers to me idk
kakasaku/kakasasu: noppeeeee sorry sasuke only went for nart and sakura i think would not like kakashi as a partner. they’re just not for me and i personally don’t think kakashi would Ever go for his students in that way. like they’re his children man!! (i also don’t rlly like the inherent power dynamic there kind of is??? i have a lot of issues w ships like this but those aren’t opinions i’m comfortable sharing lol)
kakanaru: naruto’s autism is the kryptonite to kakashi’s autism kks would kill nart after one day. also just. no. it literally doesn’t compute in my brain LMFAO they’re so opposite. also he’s his kid!! as i see it at least. same parenthesis applies here as did above
kakairu: so. generally no because they didn’t have much interaction in canon HOWEVER. i read fics for it sometimes and i’m VERY VERY particular ab them. i only really like one (growing pains by perfect nezumi! kakashi is written perfectly and SO FUNNY in this one) but it’s only pre-rship. i don’t like how kks or iruka are written in a lot of kkiru fics and i’ve never liked them in a relationship?? i think i only like an unrequited love for them too mostly bc iruka having a crush on dog man is so funny to me
that’s all i can think of if u want specific ships u gotta ask LOL
final opinion: i think he has bad posture bc he won’t look people in the eye
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I woke up with a half-thought Supercorp Cinderella AU and it keeps bugging me so here goes:
Lena is the heiress of a small but beautiful (and open-minded) kingdom.
Her father Lionel Luthor, (who is kind and good and loves his daughter very much) wishes for her to find a spouse before he passes.
Kara is the kind alien flung out of space, so gentle, who speaks to animals
Her parents are dead and she’s living with her adopted father Jeremiah Danvers (I’m making him the Lady Tremaine of that AU, fight me)
Kara has abilities and no matter how much work Jeremiah gives her, she doesn’t seem to be tired or bothered (that annoying dreamy smile is still there and seriously, is that girl even human?)
Anyway, Lena escapes the palace one day with her good friend and devoted Captain Alex Danvers (who is Jeremiah’s estranged daughter because really, the man is ew)
Her horse panics for some reason and runs away, separating her from Alex
Until some kind of blonde angel atop a magnificent grey horse (the same Lily James is riding in the movie, because that horse is so pretty) appears next to her
The stranger rides along her until she basically FLIES in the air to land right behind Lena and grabs the reins to start slowing down the princess’ horse
Except Lena’s mind has just gone blank, cause really: a blond angel flung out of space, flying between horse and those arms are SO STRONG and the body behind her is PURE HEAT
Once they stop, Kara jumps from the horse and whistle for her own mount, before smiling at Lena and asking her if she’s alright
Lena can’t answer, because gay panic.
That girl is all blond hair, baby blue eyes, muscles and oh, that smile is SO KIND
She manages to reign over her crush and reassures the kind angel, asking for her name when it’s obvious Kara doesn’t know who she is (which is a first, of course. Everybody in this kingdom is supposed to know who she is)
Except Alex is coming and the moment Kara hears the horse’s hooves, she’s back on her horse and already running away, without having told her name to Lena.
Back at the palace, Lena is basically day-dreaming about this girl and gushing about it every five seconds to Alex (I have the fencing scene in mind, from the movie)
Her dying father timely reminds her she has to marry, and with noble blood only
Cue the ball idea, with invites extended to all young men and women in the kingdom
Jeremiah goes for himself (I can’t bring myself to give him two daughters or sons, so we’ll skip that part of the plot), but not without tearing up Kara’s mother dress first
Kara’s heartbroken about her mother’s dress
Cue the fairy god mother, played by Cat Grant (cause it fits, fight me) and who starts with a sassy comment like “oh do stop crying Keira, there’s only so much I can do to make you presentable”
She creates a carriage (but not that ugly gold shit from the movie), white horses and all the staff
Only instead of a dress, she wraps Kara into a very proper, very dashing fancy period costume (a little like the prince in the movie, but with red shoulders and gold lacing) and a pair of shining boots to complete the outfit.
Cat sends her off with a “Remember, you only have until the last stroke of midnight yada yada yada”
Kara makes a grand entrance at the palace, dashing in her splendid costume and with her golden hair tied in a ponytail etc
Lena Luthor, wrapped in a beautiful kryptonite green dress, only has eyes for the dashing woman who just entered
“It’s you!”
Cue the dance, where Kara leads
They both escape the palace while dancing and Lena is SMITTEN and she shows Kara the secret garden, where Kara pushes her on the swing ...
DING DONG
Kara runs away, cause Cat’s reminder wasn’t just for show and she knows
She drops one of her gloves as she goes (I’m tired of the glass slipper/shoe plot, fight me)
Lena retrieves it and asks Alex to do everything in her power to find the girl
Only Alex is too late and Kara turned back into a random domestic by the time Alex runs past her on her horse
Life goes on
Lionel Luthor finally comes back on his decision to have his beloved daughter only marries nobility.
He dies with his last words being “find that girl, whoever she is, and marry her. Be happy, my darling.”
So Lena search, helped by every single soldier in the kingdom (and damn, it’s a lot)
Jeremiah finds the other glove in Kara’s not so secret box under the floor and decides he will never allow for such union (basic homophobic asshole)
He locks Kara in the attic (maybe there’s kryptonite involved, because I’m still not sure I should keep the Kyrpton/Alien Kara in this AU)
Alex comes knocking, just because she has to be thorough
She hates her father but well, just in case ...
And she’s about to leave when she hears a song (LAVENDER GREEN DILLY DILLY LAVENDER BLUE) coming from somewhere in the higher parts of the house
She searches and finds Kara
Makes her try the glove and OH IT FITS would you look at that
She brings the girl back to the palace and Lena just SWOONS the moment she lays eyes on the blonde angel
AND THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER
I’m off
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do you have any fics where peter's spider side is sometimes more harm than good? I read the one where he ate bugs after getting his jaw wired shut and really like those sorts (reactions to peppermint, bug spray, citrus, etc). if you have any that'd be great!
Spider Repellants:
Peter Parker and Peppermint Don't Mix by @spider-man-stan
“The reaction seems to be in response to peppermint, boss.” Friday supplied. “Peppermint is known to repel spiders, and can be lethal in large quantities.”
Or
In which Peter gives Tony and the gang a rather festive health scare on Christmas Eve
Peppermint-the Flavor of Evil by ironmanisalive
AKA Peter is allergic to peppermint because of the bite and doesn't tell anyone about it until he's almost dying.
beware clowns wielding bug spray by @hailing-stars
Peter gets sprayed in the face with bug spray by a clown robbing a gas station.
Poison Apple by @whumphoarder
A field trip gone wrong leaves Peter and Ned wandering through a seemingly endless corn maze. This would be bad enough, but when Peter starts getting seriously ill on top of that, it all goes to shit.
relax, just breathe by @hailing-stars
The Starks go on a road trip that goes wrong when Peter gets food poisoning from questionable carnival food.
Chickpea and Bleach Curry by @midsommersolstice
All Tony wanted was a couple hours to buy something nice for his fiance, but Peter's spider DNA has other plans.
There’s No Place Like Home (For The Holidays) by @seek-rest
Peter was halfway through his senior year at MIT, had a serious girlfriend that Tony already knew would become his wife someday, and an aunt and grumpy step-uncle that missed him just as much - if not more - than Tony did.
Tony hadn’t ever been used to sharing in his life, much less having to wait around for the attention of anyone. But there had been a time when Tony had believed he’d never see Peter again, another moment when he’d been willing to risk it all with a snap of his fingers.
Tony had waited five years for Peter. He could wait a few more days.
Tis the Season by viviegirl05
“Peter? What…”
“What the HELL is that stench?!”
Kryptonite by @forensicleaf
The kid is acting weird.
Tony tries to figure it out.
Midnight Oil by @jolinarjackson
After everything that has happened to Peter over the last year - or five, really - he shouldn’t be worried about something as mundane as the ACT. When he fails it, though it sends him into a spiral of self-doubt, which only gets worse when Peter realizes that he doesn’t seem to be able to fix whatever is broken.
Spider Anatomy:
step right up and look at the freak by @icymapletree
“Eight limbs isn’t a good look, kid.”
Peter looked at his feet, six arms falling at his side. “I know.”
It's My Party and I'll Bite If I Want To by @whumphoarder
Peter grows venomous fangs on his sixteenth birthday and wrecks havoc at the Avengers compound. Tony’s pretty chill, all things considered.
Tooth problems and MJ problems by alltheSinnersandalltheSaints
Peter’s fangs are acting up and he’s been getting awful headaches. But what’s worse, is that he’s got a massive crush on MJ and has no idea what to do.
Hibernation:
hibernation by tuaslut
“Hey, what’s the password for the WiF- what the fuck is that?” Steve says as he walks into the lab before he pauses.
Hanging in front of Steve is Peter.. in a cocoon?
Mid-winter Siesta by @whimsicalethnographies
“‘M not tired,” Peter rubs his eyes when they reach the heavy oak door of his room, obviously very tired. He shivers. “‘M jus’ cold.”
Of Wally-Crawly Harnesses and Over-Enthusiastic Hat-Bestowing Capabilities by @theoceanismyinkwell
After Peter faints into hibernation because he can't thermoregulate, Tony isn't taking anymore chances. Out come the wool skeins and the knitting needles.
Sleeping Through a Rogue Winter Storm by Pogokitten
Peter gets stuck out in the cold and goes into hibernation. Now Tony needs to keep Peter at the compound while a cure is found and keep the kid hidden from his old teammates he no longer trusts.
Five Times Peter Parker Pretended to Be Asleep by @blondsak
Chapter 4: Frigid Fake Out
Cold Snap by inkinmyheartandonthepage
“Hey, did you know that some spiders hibernate.”
“I did,” Peter hummed happily.
“Hmmm. And did you think that it would have been wise to share that little bit of information?” Tony huffed.
“Why?” Peter frowned.
“I don’t know, maybe because you triggered a hibernation sequence and you’ve been asleep for three days,” Tony quipped.
An Extreme Case of the Sleepies... by Slothbeans
Peter is just adjusting to his life as Spider-Man when a polar vortex settles over Queens, sending the new spiderling into a hibernation.
Warmer in the Winter by @the-reverse-mermaid
Nobody's seen Peter for a couple days.
...this is how Tony finds out that spiders hibernate.
Other Spidery Traits:
spider tendencies (series) by kitty_pryde_bi_pride
a series of one-shots in which Peter’s spider traits come through
Bugging Out by @blondsak & @whumphoarder
After recovering from a broken jaw and a lengthy stay in the compound’s medbay, Peter is horrified to discover that his dietary preferences have shifted drastically.
Or, in which Peter does everything possible not to give in to his sudden new cravings, Tony gets a hankering of his own, and May—as always—is a trooper.
Go Down Swinging by @whumphoarder
Peter has been tediously trying to finish his calculus exam for the past two hours. But how the hell is he supposed to focus with the enemy lurking just over his shoulder?
a sticky situation by @ciaconnaa
“Hey, Tony, look what I can do!”
Of all the things he expected in the grand adventure that is babysitting Peter’s daughter, Tony did not expect to turn his head to find the kid stuck to the ceiling.
Like father, like daughter, it would seem.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS, TOTI!!! I uh, I wrote an alternate ending to the fic... i made it romantic even... hope you like it! (edit: i FORGOT TO TAG YOU! BIG facepalm gdgrterkja @totita030 )
**part one**
Jonathan Kent lifted his head from in between his knees. He met Damian’s eyes, just after Damian had spoken, then he lowered his head again, closing all contact with the figure in front of him. He knew what this was about, and he was tired of it. His weak hallucinative brain was playing games on him, making him see things that never were real.
Jon lifted his head as Damian broke a small silence. “Why did I just catch a piece of Kryptonite, Jon? Why are you- why are you bleeding?”
Jon reached for the bag beside him, tosses it at Damian, and with that same hand, he wiped his eyes, clearing his view, a small portion anyways.
Damian placed the crystal he had caught in the bag and held it in front of him. “Why?” He gestured at the pieces of Kryptonite scattered on the floor.
Damian continued, “Did you have a fight with your teammates? Your dad? Have you even called your family on earth? I know I haven’t received a call from you.” Damian paced on the floor, crouching down and picking up pieces of Kryptonite Jon had thrown just earlier. “Did you fight with your girlfriend? She was the one that sent me here, she said you weren’t ‘doing okay’.”
Jon moved his legs slowly, crossed his legs slightly. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” Jon mumbled.
Damian walked towards Jon, then crouched to pick a piece of Kryptonite beside him. “Is that why you’re… doing whatever it is you were doing? Did you break up with your girlfriend?”
Damian walked away from Jon, and Jon couldn’t help but stare at him. Could this be, could he be real? Or was this his mind toying with reality and not, as it always did?
“What?” Damian snapped. “Why are you looking at me like that? It’s not like you’re crying over me or anything.”
Jon kept quiet, he just stared at Damian, blankly, trying to figure out which occasion this was. He turned away, leaned his head back on the wall.
Damian’s eyes widened as he picked up another piece of Kryptonite “No. No, no, no, Kent!” His voice was harsh and unforgiving. “You don’t- you can’t just hurt yourself because of me! It’s not- I’m not-”
“What?!” Jon raised his voice, it rung a bit in his ears. “Are you not worth it, Damian? Are you going to pull a fucking movie scene on me?”
A silence fell between them, and Jon watched as Damian picked up more pieces of Kryptonite, each smaller than the last time. He felt like a child, a child that had just thrown a tantrum. He hadn’t noticed he shattered so many.
“Do you remember that letter your wrote? For english Class?” Damian tied a knot in the bag of kryptonite, despite there being slims of pieces on the floor. “The whole ‘best friend’ paragraph.”
Jon nodded, and Damian continued. “Well, i guess the whole school wrote them, because I had to write one as well.” Damian took out a piece of paper, then read it to himself. Then he crumpled it into a ball, threw it at Jon.
Jon caught the ball, barely, and he opened it, despite flinching with every movement of his hands. He started reading it.
I moved in with my father when I was ten years old. I knew what to expect, all things different. He wasn’t affiliated with those my mother was, he didn’t do things the way my mother did. I have learned a handful of things since then, one of them, one i hold dear to this day, the importance of an Acquaintance. Someone with nothing but good intentions towards you.
After three years of living in Gotham, Jonathan Kent and I met through our fathers, yet I made the realization still a few months past that.
I am still unsure of where it came from, the whole trope of ‘having someone’s back’. In order to have somebody’s back, you must stand behind them. A friend would do that, whereas a best friend would not. A best friend would stand beside you, risking all they can to help you.
Jonathan Kent is my best friend because he has been there for me countless times. If i had to describe him in a word, I would say he is constant. I suppose those don’t describe him in literacies, but in my life, he is constant. A constant ally, Jon had been patient when we met, when thigns weren’t the best they could be. I warmed up to him, although it could be said that it went both ways.
Jonathan Kent is my best friend because he stands beside me, every single time, when things get hard, and when they don’t.
Jon looked up from the paper, saw Damian leaning on the wall in front of him. Tears prickled Jon’s eyes, he held the paper up for Damian to see. “Did you mean this?”
Damian shrugged, and Jon couldn’t pinpoint a specific feeling behind it. “I used to.”
“You- used to?”
Damian straightened his posture. “Well, yeah,” he looked at Jon. “You had just… left. Like that, out of the nowhere. You had said you were going off to your grandpa’s but i thoguht you meant the Kents. I was convinced you meant the Kents. You always did like to visit Kon.
“But then you didn’t show up for Patrol, not even that thursday, for Kebabs,” Damian pursed his lips, then continued. “So I talked to Clark, and he said you were in space. With the grandfather you had never mentioned.
“I wasn’t worried though. I knew you’d be fine,” Damian paced around the room. “I mean, you always were. And then you came back, and I don’t know how i feel anymore. I thought you were mad at me or something.”
Whatever warmth that had built up in Jon’s chest evaporated. He snapped right then. “Oh, yeah, Damian? Well, i’m sure that it wasn’t you that spent years lost in outer space, trying to figure out why not a soul had come look for you.”
Jon laughed bitterly. “You hadn’t tried for years to keep your sanity, Damian. You- you weren’t hearing voices those three weeks I wasn’t there!”
His wounds were closing rapidly, allowing Jon to fly himself to his feet. His head spun lightly the moment he straightened himself, his torso felt like static, an all-too familiar feeling. He sat on the bed, kept his hands in his lap.
“You’ve mentioned that a lot,” Damian pointed out. “You hearing voices. Care to elaborate?”
Jon kept his eyes straight at the door. “It was weird. I was seeing things that I knew weren’t real, but I couldn’t help it. It was tempting, a little company. Someone to talk to, someone to keep habits with. Though, I wasn’t seeing as well as I was hearing. If I closed my eyes, i could pretend I was at home, that I was being called down to dinner. That the chains around my wrists were just… handcuffs from walmart, that I was playing cops or something.
“Even now, it feels like- you’re not real, Damian. Nothing is real. I’m still in the volcano prison, and I’m about to die, I’m powerless. I haven’t seen the yellow sun in years, I’m so weak, Damian,” Jon met Damian’s eyes. “So, so weak. And I’m dreaming this up. All of it.
“Or maybe,” Jon continued, filling the gaps of Damian’s silence. “I’m here, with the legion, in the dumb future, and I’m in this room, alone. All alone, just a wall in front of me, the frame on the wall.”
Damian stopped pacing, he stood right in front of him. “Jon,” Damian reached his hands out, cupped Jon’s face, tilted his head upwards. “I'm real,” He whispered, then he kissed him softly, but with yearn.
Jon pulled away after a beat too long, he was still just inches from Damian. “Are you sure?” he whispered back, and only by what was left of his super-vision he had heard what Damian answered, right before Jon’s lips crashed against his.
“Positive.”
#HMMM#ROMANTIC DAMIJON? THINK SOOOO#damijon#damian wayne#jon kent#super sons#jondami#more tags? more tags.#bruce wayne#SECRET SANTAAA#LOVE YOU TOTI#robin#superboy#Legion of Superheroes#uhmmm#superman#lunatick
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✨Superhero AU✨
Ask me about my WIPs?
Thank you, Tuuli! I believe I already told you about by Superhero AU: Martín is an engineering student who falls head-over-heels for local superhero (slash human disaster) Berlín. Martín quickly becomes obsessed - and starts writing self-insert fanfiction. Here's his magnum opus (slightly nsfw):
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like a phoenix from the ashes by Palermo
Relationships:
Berlín (Super Ordinaries) | Original Male Character
Characters:
Berlín (Super Ordinaries)
Original Male Character
The Snake (Super Ordinaries)
Additional Tags:
Superheroes | Violence | Action | Angst I guess | Porn | Blowjobs | Handjobs | Orgasm Delay | Anal Sex | Top Berlín | Handcuffs | Ropes | Dom Berlín | True Love | They are soulmates okay??
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Published: 2021-08-14 | Words: 183772 | Chapters: 27/? | Comments: 271 | Bookmarks: 31 | Hits: 20151
CHAPTER 27
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”
Martín spun around and found himself face to face with the most powerful superhero Madrid had ever seen.
Berlín was smirking at him, the upper half of his face obscured by his mask. His superhero suit hugged him tightly, clinging to him like a second skin. He looked so hot.
But Martín played it cool.
He shrugged, barely sparing a glance at the goons he had tied up just moments before. They were stashed away in the far corner of the abandoned warehouse, a neatly-wrapped present for the policía.
Kicking their asses had been easy enough, thanks to Martín’s own superpowers. Ever since he’d gotten stung by that radioactive dragonfly, Martín was as fast as lightning and as strong as a boar. Which meant that the Snake’s goons hadn’t stood a chance against him.
“It’s no big deal,” he said. He could feel Berlín’s gaze on him, roaming over his body. Undressing him with his eyes. “Just helping you save the city.”
Berlín hummed and took a step toward him until there was barely any space left between them. Their chests were brushing; Martín felt Berlín’s sixpack against his own.
“Then I suppose there’s nothing for me to do here,” Berlín said in a husky whisper. “Unless…”
His hand trailed across Martín’s chest, feather-light, teasing. It wandered up and up, and finally clasped Martín’s jaw. Hard. He didn’t want Martín to move.
As if Martín wanted to.
“Unless we can find something else for me to do,” Berlín continued. “Or someone.”
Martín smirked and leant in to kiss Berlín, knowing full-well that his advances would be welcome. Berlín always let him kiss him, ever since their first kiss. That fateful night at the convenience store, where Berlín saved Martín from a robbery.
Back then, Martín hadn’t any powers of his own. He was dull and helpless. And weak.
He wasn’t. Not anymore.
They kissed, and it was hot.
Their tongues were battling for dominance - just for a moment before Martín gave up control and allowed Berlín to push him up against the warehouse’s wall. A second later, one of Berlín’s hands was under Martín’s left thigh, encouraging him to hike up his legs, to wrap them around Berlín’s waist.
Berlín’s grip was strong and hard as they rubbed against each other. It was so hot.
Berlín impatiently tugged at Martín’s superhero suit. It gave way easily. Martín designed it that way - for easy access.
One of Berlín’s hands glid over Martín’s bare ass, kneading the flesh before slipping between his buttocks to circle his hole. Martín groaned when Berlín slipped a finger inside of him.
“There’s no need for that,” Martín said, smirking. “I’m ready for you.”
Berlín’s eyes widened beneath his mask.
“You were expecting this?”
“We both know you can’t resist me,” Martín said. “I’m your kryptonite.”
“You’re so hot,” Berlín agreed, kissing him. “But I can’t have you getting too cocky. I’ll have to put you back in your place. You understand, don’t you?”
Martín just grinned.
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my ranking of all the seasons of spn + my favorite episode from each season (pt. 1)
in the span of two posts, i’m going to rank all of the seasons of supernatural, list my favorite episode from each season, then go into my reasoning for my ranking. in this post, i’ll be talking about the seasons towards the bottom of my list.
15. 6 (favorite episode: 6x15, “the french mistake”)
*french mistake bob singer voice* season six... season six somehow manages to have two of my favorite episodes (”the french mistake” and “the man who would be king”) yet be my least favorite season. how, you might ask? i think the problems with season six center around the fact that it’s the first post-kripke season. given that the show was supposed to end with season five, the season five finale, naturally, ties things up very nicely with a narrative bow. but then... the show keeps going. this is not to say, of course, i wish the show had stopped with season five. my point here is that for all of season six, i would argue, the show lacks voice and direction (did they ever *really* find it again? that’s an argument for a different day). i didn’t mind season six so much the first time i watched it, but i found re-watching it almost unbearable. first and foremost, i find it visually unappealing; it’s unattractively gritty in parts, oversaturated in others, and the color-grading is downright bad (look to whatever was going on in “caged heat” as an example. it looks like they’re inside a dirty fish tank). furthermore, i don’t enjoy it plot-wise, mainly with regards to the campbells (frustrating) and the alpha monsters (boring). i don’t *love* cas’ plot line in this season, but i do think it makes for a great character study and some delicious conflict (a highlight of the season: the superman/kryptonite moment when dean figures out cas has been betraying them). i would say my four or so least favorite seasons are pretty muddy and subject to change, but season six might just take the cake.
14. 15 (favorite episode: 15x05, “proverbs 17:3″)
if i had to describe this season with a phrase, it would be “comically bad.” first: cinematography. the soap opera-esque orange-ness of the later spn seasons really comes to a head here, not to mention how uncompelling the visuals are (like, ghosts in broad daylight? really?). plot-wise, i think it goes without saying that my issues mainly lie with “despair” and “carry on”; i could say a lot on that topic, but to sum it up, this season felt like they took everything they’d built up to and managed to do the opposite of what would make narrative sense. plus, the season felt like a speedrun through how to kill off/keep offscreen any character that wasn’t sam. this is not to say season fifteen doesn’t have *any* redeeming qualities. i love 15x05′s homage to wes anderson, the dean/cas divorce arc, the line “you asked what about all of this is real. we are,” the prayer scene in 15x09, and the fact that amara reads murakami in a hot spring in iceland. but none of that can put out the fire that is the rest of the season.
13. 11 (favorite episode: 11x04, “baby”)
like season six, i enjoyed season eleven the first time i watched it but not my second time around. mainly, i find the darkness plot line completely uncompelling. there’s really not that much else to say about it; it’s a perfectly mediocre season, imo. my only case for season eleven is casifer; i love any time there’s a variation of cas (i.e. jimmy, endverse!cas, empty!cas, etc.) because misha does such a good job of acting it. the scene in 11x14 with the line “...i will tell him the truth, sam. i’ll just say, ‘dean-’” is a prime example of this. the way he channels lucifer’s essence in his mannerisms, voice, etc. is really quite impressive and very fun to watch.
12. 3 (favorite episode: 3x10, “dream a little dream of me”)
if you’d asked me what my least favorite season was after the first time i watched spn, i would’ve said, without a doubt, season three. i thought it looked chintzy (some of it is oddly saturated and a lot of it just looks bad, with “the magnificent seven” and “sin city” specifically coming to mind ) and that it was just a weird, liminal season. however, upon rewatching it, i’d say it has a number of good episodes (like “dream a little dream of me” and the iconic “mystery spot”) and, mainly, i think it has a solid arc (dean coming to terms with the fact that he’s going to go to hell). overall, it’s definitely not my favorite, but it’s also not as close to the bottom of my list as i would have previously placed it.
11. 2 (favorite episode: 2x20, “what is and what should never be”)
my love for kripke era spn mainly lies in seasons four and five; that being said, i do have a fondness for seasons one and two. i think they’re very solid introductory seasons. what i liked most about them when i first watched spn was how formulaic and repetitive the monster-of-the-week episodes were (there’s a case, they find the monster, they kill it. boom.), but there’s also an overarching plot line for the season to keep you hooked. for season two, i really enjoyed the whole azazel’s army plot line, and i love the final two episodes of the season. i think you can divide kripke era into three parts: seasons one and two, season three, then seasons four and five. each part, i feel, has its own arc that ties up nicely while also feeding into the overall narrative. thus, i find season two satisfying in that regard.
10. 1 (favorite episode: 1x12, “faith”)
i like season one for all the same reasons i like season two. while i find the plot of season two to be more gripping, season one earns its place higher on my list because of how iconic it is. i really love sam and dean in these seasons, and i think these two seasons epitomize their relationship and camaraderie. i think season one also, perhaps, best reflects kripke’s on the road vision of gritty americana and a seemingly tough and masculine dean.
9. 10 (favorite episode: 10x22, “the prisoner”)
i find season ten to be another perfectly mediocre season. i don’t really enjoy the mark of cain plot line, though i do think it lends itself to a compelling character study of dean and his emotions (especially when he kills the people with whom claire was living, his response to charlie’s death, and when he beats cas up in 10x22). specifically regarding “the prisoner,” the fight scene is one of my favorite scenes in the whole show (lol); first, i love the dialogue, especially cas’ lines: “maybe you could fight the mark for years. maybe centuries, like cain did. but you cannot fight it forever. and when you finally turn, and you will turn... sam, and everyone you know, everyone you love... they could be long dead. everyone except me. i'm the one who will have to watch you murder the world”). i also think the editing is brilliant when it’s made to look like dean slams the blade into cas, when he really just slams it into a book.
8. 12 (favorite episode: 12x12, “stuck in the middle [with you]”)
okay, i love a lot of things about season twelve. mainly, i think the exploration of dean’s relationship with mary is extremely emotionally evocative. my favorite lines in the season are “i hate you. and i love you. ‘cause i can’t- i can’t help it” from dean in 12x22 and the exchange “i am your mother, but i am not ‘just a mom.’ and you are not a child” (mary); “i never was” (dean). there are also a number of episodes i love in this season: “first blood,” “lily sunder has some regrets,” “regarding dean,” “stuck in the middle (with you),” “who we are,” and “all along the watchtower.” however, i am staunchly not a fan of the british men of letters plot line (especially in the beginning of the season when toni tortures sam), and while i do love jack, i feel like they could have gone about his conception in a... different way. a way that doesn’t involve lucifer inhabiting their oc president. i’m all for campiness, but that felt like a bit much.
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Humans are Space Orcs, “Cage Canary.”
Was a bit rushed this morning. Sorry in advance. Also I updated the master post yesterday, finally.... sorry about that lol :)
Adam leaned his head against the bars. His stomach growled horribly and his head ached. It was almost like having a really bad hangover accept without the memories of having fun or doing stupid shit the night before. Instead he was suspended in a cage high in the air, watching as the ugly ass prodigum galumphed around the room preparing it for his next ‘guests’.
He would have used a more normal word to describe how the creature moved, except for this thing was nasty Jaba the Hutt level ugly.. Sort of made him feel like Han Solo though he supposed that was supposed to make Sunny princess Leia. The only problem is they didn’t have a Luke Skywalker or an R2D2 to come and rescue them.
He sighed as his stomach groaned.
He glanced over at the other cages making a face at the bleached white skeleton which hung in one, and at the two humans sitting in the other.
They looked horrific.
His stomach growled again.
“Don’t worry.” His cage neighbor said, ‘You get used to it after a while.”
“What.”
“The hunger.:
“Do they not feed you?”
The other human shook their head, “No, that’s how it works here. They put us in these cages and then use us for entertainment while we slowly starve to death, and then, once we are dead, they feed on our decomposing corpses..”
The commander made a face, “Shit, that is really, really disgusting.”
She shrugged, “You don’t seem so worried.”
He held up his hands, “I can start crying if that would make you more convinced, but otherwise I don’t see much use in freaking out.”
“I suppose that is a good way to do things. Who knows, the clients might actually like you, and they might bother to feed you longer.”
“How do you make the clients like you?”
She waved a hand, “ignore what the prodigum said, they know a good singer when they hear one.” She patted her throat, “That’s why I’m not going to last long.”
“Tone def?”
“No, I’m actually a voice coach, but due to extenuating circumstances, I’m not supposed to be singing for my own health.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” He groaned and leaned back against the cage, “I’m gone in that case.”
She leaned up against the cage, “Why, you tone def too?”
He snorted, “not hardly. I can carry a tune, but I’m not a solo act. I’m sort of just average.”
“For fear of sounding too much like a voice coach. Most people are only average because they weren’t trained to be good. It’s all about breath control, than anyone can be pretty good.”
“Well then I'll just have to-”
He was cut off in that moment as the lights over his head began to flash. He looked towards the door and watched as the doors were thrown open. The prodigum opened his huge, ugly arms wide as his guests entered the room.
Adam stood inside his cage to get a better look displeased when he watched more of the prodigum, burg and a couple of Tesraki. He thought he even saw an Iotin or two somewhere in there, or was that a Gromm. They filtered into the room as the ‘slaves’ were dragged onto the floor.
He pressed up against the bars as he saw sunny being dragged onto the floor.
Both sets of her hands, her feet and her neck had all been chained together. She could barely move, though she was still being forced to carry a tray of drinks.
“Welcome my friends, welcome please come in, we have something new for you today and-” His voice was mostly drowned out by the intervening voices.
He tried leaning closer to hear, and was only able to tell what was going on when the prodigum turned towards him and held out a hand, “Behold, the long reaching arm of my empire.”
There was a sudden muttering around the room as so many impressed clients recognized Adam.
He made a point of flipping them all the bird and spitting out the bars towards one of the burg, who leaped away with a hiss. He laughed, “And there’s more where that came from assholes.”
The prodigum gurgled in amusement the little breathing tubes on the side of its neck opening and closing with a wet sort of slapping noise. The commander grimaced, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, commander. He motioned with one hand towards Sunny, and at that moment he watched as a group of others moved forward grabbing her by the chains and throwing her to the floor.
She choked against the chain around her neck.
“SUNNY!”
“This really is simple, Commander. Behave or she dies. These are the rules. You sing, and when we want the song changed we will throw something at you. Don’t do what we want and your friend here gets it.”
He grinned his floppy bulbous cheeks dangling down towards the ground as the little face tentacles wriggled about in the air, “Now, get to work.”
He glanced over at sunny his first instinct to tell the guy to screw off, but when he looked over at Sunny, and saw her pinned against the ground. Well, he knew he couldn’t do anything. He licke dhis dry lips and took a deep breath.
Perhaps his first song shouldn’t have been an adlipped ditty that began with the line.
Suck a dick
Sung with great gusto and feeling, and definitely shouldn't have been followed up with the line
You big ugly cock sucker
He was stopped a moment later when some random object was launched at his head.
He fell back against the cage, suddenly alerted by sunny’s cries of pain.
He turned over to see the prodigum pressing his hand spike into her back.
He grimaced, “Alright, alright! Stop, just let me think of a song ok.”
Off in the other cage, the two other humans were chuckling to themselves, “Nice On that last line. I really enjoyed the use of vibrato, you know especially on the cocksucker part. Try to get a deeper breath next time though”
“You gonna teach me to sing before we all die.”
The crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the bars, “I’m going to try and keep you alive for as long as I can. For your sake and for your friend down there. I am also hoping, that since you are the commander, you have some sort of panic transponder on you, and that helping you will help me survive long enough to get out of here.”
“Fair.”
“Hurry up human! I don’t have all day.”
Close to panic he began to sing the only thing he could think of in the moment.
The ABC song.
Yeah sure it wasn’t one of his greatest moments, but he was under pressure.
That didn’t go over so well, and he had to duck out of the way as a can came soaring up towards his head.
The party was almost in full swing now.
At a time like this, he had to go back to his roots. When he was a kid, his mother had always been a fan of music from the late 20th and early 21st centuries. He had carried her love onto his adult life, so that’s all he could think of on such short notice.
He went for a little Journey to start off with though he knew he wasn’t nearly good enough to do any of the songs justice. Unfortunately he did not have a nine octave range to work with.
He honestly couldn't help throwing in a few songs with lines like.
I hate everything about you assuming that the context would be enough that he wouldn’t get something chucked at his head, but apparently he wasn’t fooling anyone.
Across from him, the Vocal coach was leaning against her bars prompting him with comments when she could be heard over the conversation from below.
Wake Me Up
Numb
Creep
Iris
It’s Not My Time
“Shoulders back, try breathing from your belly and not your chest, make it deeper, Open your mouth a little more. Try using an O and not an A on that line next time.”
They were somewhere in between Sweet Dreams and Boulevard of Broken Dreams When his voice began to falter. The coach insisted that he needed to breathe better to last longer.
But he was so tired.
His voice was beginning to crack and he was growing light headed.
Below him on the floor he caught eyes with Sunny who was being dragged behind the prodigum.
Unwell
You and Me
Drops of Jupiter
He was dying. Did he even remember what songs were? He was pretty sure he didn’t even listen to some of these, but songs he heard when he was a kid were mostly sustaining him. Most of the songs he knew he wouldn’t be able to pull off.
Kryptonite
One Last breath
My Immortal
He was ninety percent sure if any of these long dead artists could hear him singing from rock n’ roll heaven whey were getting to rock and roll him straight into hell for his egregious sins.
The sound of Silence.
He broke into a coughing fit.
Something hit him through the bars and he tried to control his breathing as he choked back into life.
What now?
Disney songs.
Um hold on? Which ones?
He was going to die here singing Let It Go in the voice impression of a dying toad, and that would be his legacy.
heaven or hell, whichever, was going to be awkward.
He barely noticed when the doors were opened again and people began to trickle out. He only noticed when the vocal coach yelled his name, and he looked up from his state of misery finally allowed to break into a horrendous coughing fit.
“That was pretty good for someone who doesn't sing, but I think we can work on your breathing and your technique, otherwise you are going to destroy yourself. Plus if you keep singing rock songs we are going to have to teach you how to use distortion properly.”
He groaned, falling onto his side one hand clutched onto one of the bars as the cage gently swayed back and forth.
Beneath him, sunny looked up with an expression of worry, though she was dragged away and out of the room before he could do or say anything. He held his hand out, but she vanished out the door.
This was a really shit day.
Krill had been right when he had complained that the commander needed a panic button.
Honestly he hadn’t thought he would be kidnapped again, but it turns out he was pretty wrong about that .
He wondered where the rest of the crew was, and what they were thinking.
Where did they assume he and sunny had gone. Did they even know something was off.
He was so thirsty.
He was definitely expecting to die here.
Because he had no good plans this time.
“You know why they like humans singing so much right?” He groggily turned his head to the side where the vocal coach was sitting her hands clasped in her lap before her.
He shook his head.
“It can affect the emotion of the Prodigum. I know it sounds weird , but I have been watching. The better the singing is, the better it works. Happy songs make them happy angry songs piss them off etc. etc. Even more so than humans.”
“And?”
She shrugged, “I don’t know, just an interesting thought.”
He rested his head back on the cage floor.
Sure, being a siren was kind of cool, but being a siren in a cage very much was not cool.
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