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imasoftieforbarb · 5 months

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Hi! This had been on my mind for some time and im wondering if u can write it? Clay with a fiancee that unlike like most trolls is an introvert? And doesn't go out much. She looks tired, like messy hair and sleepy eyes.

It's because she has 4 older brothers of whom the oldest has a sickness which makes him bedridden, so she takes care of him. The other brothers have gone their seperate ways- only visiting once every 5 months or so. And could you also do brozones reaction to this? Take your time and thank you!

Clay x Introvert Fiancé Reader

He knew your family situation was sorta like his

He just didn’t know the extent of it

The way you guys met was through Viva

She introduced him to you cause you were pretty low key and he was too tired for upbeat-ness

When he asked you to be his fiancé you sat him down (after you said yes with the biggest smile ever) and explained the full story behind your family

The reason you leave Putt Putt Village every month? To look after your older brother who’s seriously ill

Your other brothers? You have no idea where they are

He comforts you through it all- he gets special permission from Viva to leave with you to look after your brother together

No way in hell is he gonna let you go through that alone

On your journey to where your oldest brother lives, he explains his family situation

And you both talk about it- a heart to heart

You definitely both start crying

I like to hc Clay as someone who likes to read to his S/O

So he reads to you to help you calm down and sleep

He meets your older brother who is absolutely ecstatic to meet ‘the famous Clay who’s got my little sister swooning’

You glare at him playfully from behind Clay

Clay enjoys spending time with your brother, who tells him that he’s happy you’ve got someone to lean on now

Clay sees how hard you work to make sure your brother has everything and is comfortable

Clay also meets the nanny (who apparently has a crush on your brother)

When you leave, your brother demands that he gets to come to the wedding and tells Clay to take extra good care of you

When he meets his brothers again, he introduces you but makes sure they don’t encroach on your personal space

Explains that you’re an introvert

They all go “aaaaaaaah gotcha” then start bombardons you with questions from a safe distance

They didn’t get the hint

You don’t go with them- Clay insists you stay in the village, he doesn’t want you in danger

You have a heartfelt hug and kiss before you run off to delay viva from finding out

“You gotta promise me you’ll be safe”

He presses a final kiss to your lips before softly resting his forehead on yours

“I promise”

It takes everything in Bruce to not cry

You do join in the journey with viva- you wanna make sure he’s alright

You end up being the one to free him from the shoulder pads and you have a quick hug through the diamond before they leave to trip Velvet

You stay with Viva and Poppy whilst the brothers cry for Floyd

Clay introduces you to Floyd as soon as possible

You end up getting along pretty well-

Then one day, when Brozone, Poppy and King Peppy are visiting Putt Putt Village to pick up Viva but also see the full extent of it

Your three other brothers show up

By this point your wedding is approaching and you’re stressing out a little bit

But you’ve also told Clay, and the others about your relationship with your other brothers

And even Poppy can see that the bond can’t be fixed

So when they show up?

They’re met with an angry Clay refusing to let them see you knowing how much it hurts when they turn up just to leave

Disappointed Bruce and Floyd who just look on with deadpan expressions, shaking their heads

JD runs to get you- letting you know that you have a choice and you don’t have to see them

You end up seeing them, holding Clays hand for comfort as you do the bare minimum of introducing them to everyone

Asking your brothers what they want now, only rolling your eyes when they tell you they need various things from you

You kick them out of the village, telling them the only way they can come to your wedding is if your older brother lets them come

They all pale cause there’s no way that’s happening

Clay holds you whilst you have a little cry

100/10 husband material

Let me know if I should do a PT2 the wedding!

#brozone #trolls band together #brozone x reader #trolls clay x reader #trolls clay #brozone clay x reader #brozone clay

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headphones-lifeform · 3 months

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Tumblr in the Star Trek universe part 2 [part 1 here]

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There's a certain godlike being who's fond of visiting and irritating the captain. He's scared of our bartender.

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You are not entitled to share this. Go fuck yourself.

🥂storiesfromtenforward

You sound like a twitter user

#reblog meta

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Trying to learn the classic Uralaya-Var T'Solkar, Guv-Tvi-Rivak Torsu. [I do not have a lyre yet, so I used a ukulele instead. Apologies for all the fabric ruffling noises.]

#please correct me if I made any mistakes! #uralaya-var t'solkar guv-tvi-rivak torsu #music #is this alright @marlinspirkhall?

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i know real-person-fanfic is kinda problematic, but if you don't ship kirk and spock, have you even listened to the ncc-1701 shiplogs? especially during the second five year mission. married behviour fr.

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OP has a point. You should definitely listen to the second five-year-mission logs in your free time :) (BTW- I am an actual historian! this is my fact-checking-your-history-takes sideblog, so if you have any questions feel free to send me an ask)

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OP WHERE DO YOU GET THE SHIP LOGS

#if you send that fucking 300 year old meme i am going to murder you/hj #do you listen to the ncc-1701 logs(queer history tag) #rpf posting on main

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#trillblr #trill #polls #my polls #tumblr polls #trill worm poll

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Hallways of the USS Enterprise-D (NCC-1701-D)

#not sure if you guys like the interior pics as much? #oh well #daily-starship-photos #the enterprise #the flagship

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#star trek #dashboard simulator #fake tumblr dash #unreality #fake post #zohar illogic time

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oneshlut · 6 months

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AHHHHH, YOU WRITE FOR VARIAN??? It's so hard to find anyone who does that- could you possibly write hcs for dating him?

A/N: EEEEK!!! yesyes, varian's one of my favs to write for!!!! i may have a thing for dorks,, ty SOSO much for the request, this was so much fun to write for! (for my followers, or just any1 else.. KEEP REQUESTING VARIAN)

Explosive Heartbeat (Varian x Reader) [Headcanons]

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Summary: General dating/relationship headcanons for Varian

As friends, you're kinda like nerd buddies! Varian would rant to you on and on when you visited him in his lab. After a bit, Ruddiger seemed to grow affectionate towards you, so you kept visiting. You'd help him with his experiments sometimes, but you'd mainly hang out with Ruddiger, reading a book somewhere. The two of you grew close! And.. Varian found himself hoping you'd visit more and more.

As partners? Well, Varian doesn't change much, but he definitely becomes a lot more awkward. He tries at romantic advances, but.. they don't turn out well. While dating him, expect lots of dorky, unsuccessful flirting attempts.

He tries for you, though! Varian doesn't know much about romance, other than how to artificially create it. Which he.. hasn't figured out how to do yet. At least he has a natural source, now. He finds himself relating to a lot more.. lovey-dovey things, that he'd normally never understand. In a way, you opened his eyes to love. All of these emotions, suddenly exploding inside of him--all because of you. Sweet, huh?

Varian often finds himself distracted when you visit. He hardly gets any work done because you're there.. which is partly his fault, for looking at you every 20 seconds. He's grown a love-hate relationship to you visiting. Mainly "love", though.

After you leave, he immediately groans, thinking of all the things he did wrong around you. You can find him ranting to Ruddiger afterwards, mainly complaining about the way you made him feel. Not the way you made him feel, but rather the way you made him act. He feels a fool around you.. and wonders why you even love him back.

Ruddiger isn't gonna stand for that bullcrap. This little rat rascal bites Varian to snap him out of it. Once he gets over his self-concious arc, Varian finds himself smitten. Sometimes he becomes a blushing mess just thinking about you. Now he's tripping over his own feet, (with as awkward as he is), and Ruddiger feels as if he's made him even worse.

About the failed flirtings. They're hysterical. But, talking about some things that actually land in your relationship, are nicknames. For him, you range from Var, nerd, V, to some of the more romantic ones, like "hun". He seems to get flustered at that one. As for romantic nicknames for you? He.. well, he tries. In turn, Varian also uses hun or honey, seeing as they're the most comfortable, but he doesn't use them often. Either calls you by your initial (if it works), or just some inside joke like "geek" or "smart-alec"

Surprisingly, or maybe not, Varian's an absolute sucker for PDA. Him, being the dork he is, will explain to you the physical benefits on the human mind to hugs and physical affection--and when you actually hug him, he'll freeze. He's grown used to your touch, though, and finds himself hugging back most of time time, if you don't startle him. If anything, he loves to hold your hand. If he's opened up enough, he'll let you hold his hand without his gloves.. may not happen often, though. But yes, anywhere you're going, Varian's holding your hand. No way around it.

Sometimes you'd fall asleep at his lab, most likely with a book in your hand, and it's the most adorable thing he's seen. Theres an 89% chance that Ruddiger's there, snuggled up next to you. Varian makes sure to wake you up before it gets late.. on your busy days. If he knows you have nothing to do in the morning.. he'll leave you be to sleep till morning. He knows you need the rest, and you looked too cute peaceful to wake up now. (This situation can go for Varian aswell, especially if he spends nights awake working on experimenting)

As for dates, you two would have many home-dates, but if you're going anywhere, you're going to the library! Despite the location being extremely tame, he still feels nervous asking you out. Corona's libraries were always quiet and peaceful, and the best place for Varian to nerd out to you about any chemistry books that they happened to have. Either this, or a field somewhere out in Old Corona. Exploring dates were fun aswell, where one of you would take a backpack and just wander around the forests, chatting about any little thing that comes to your mind. If nowhere else--Monty's sweet shop, if it's a special day of sorts, like the Day of Hearts.

Oh, how could I forget? The Day of Hearts was always a holiday that Varian would pass over, seeing as he had more important things to do than indulge himself in romance with.. himself only. So when you reminded him about it, he almost spit out his hot cocoa. And if he was being completely honest, he most definitely forgot about it. Feels slightly ashamed, but now excited for the holiday! Excited to spend it with you, mainly.. And of course, you sign the journal together. Varian's still a nervous wreck, so his signature was a bit more shaky than he'd like it to be. It was the thought that counted.. right? If you stumble into Rapunzel and Eugene at the festival, expect lots of adoring coo-ing from Rapunzel and relentless teasing from Eugene. He's still as dorky and sarcastic as ever when confronted with the teasing, but the fit of flushed red on his face gave away everything you needed to know.

But Rapunzel's right. The two of you are extremely cute together, you even look like you were made for each other! The simple thought of that makes Varian want to faint, but he'll come to terms with it eventually. Just know that romance is definitely not his strong suit, but he managed to not draw you away, so he's gotta be doing something. Otherwise, Varian stays his loveable, dorky, sarcastic self. But now, with just a little bit more of hand holding.

And you did sign the Day of Hearts journal together, so if that doesn't give you a telltale sign of where your relationship is going, I don't know what will.

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u-makemeunpocoloco · 24 days

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Kitsune!Cater

Why it's so hard to draw Cater's tails (╬ಠ益ಠ)

I went crazy when I told him to replace his last two droughts. Now I take them and- ahem

I drew this from my phone. And ah, below (the writing style, according to me, is terrible) kitsune!cater has a short fiction. Go forward with your own preference.

hah 6 yıl sonra gerçekten yazmaya geri döndüm ama… yazmanın ne kadar sıkıcı olduğunu unuttum. Uzun zamandır yazmadığım ve kendimi geliştiremedi��im için yazdıklarımın bana ne kadar kötü gelebileceğini de hesaba katarsak, bu bir acı gibidir. (Bu acıyı kendime veriyorum. Şu anda 2 bin kelimelik bir "Kıtsune!Ace & Siren!Reader" hikayem var ve daha hikayenin yarısına bile gelmedim. Motivasyonumu kaybettim.) O yüzden bunu yazmaya karar verdim. Biraz daha fazla motivasyon için catering açısından yazdığım hikayenin fikrini (daha az kelime, daha az hikaye) bana aktarın.

Kitsune!Cater, who is pretty much good with people all near where he lives. Like a normal person, he talks to them, shares interests, and jokes.

Kitsune!Cater, who did not explain to people that he was kitsune because of the rules of the temple where he lived. He gets around so well that he thinks that even if he walks around with his ears, no one will think that he has a kitsune in his mind. Although he thinks about it, he always keeps hiding his ears and tail.

Thanks to this, Kitsune!Cater, who, unlike other temple dwellers, has more access to exiting as a senior. When he hears the story about the voice that is said to have divine beauty that reaches his ear at the end of the day, he understands that he has taken bone from all these labors.

Kitsune!Cater, who immediately realizes that he is one of the Yokai's who had been caught in the hunt for yokai years before when he hears the story, cannot stop pitying you because he remembers that the incident happened four hundred years ago. he immediately communicates this to the temple Oni!Riddle.

Kitsune!Cater who has to incapacitate you because you keep resisting going out, knows that this way of getting out is not healthy and he doesn't want to do it. But he sees with his own eyes how unhealthy it is for you here. a bunch of stamps poured in the bunch. You can very comfortably say that you did not feed for a century.

Kitsune!Cater, who always finds a topic to talk about despite what you have experienced in the past, tells you that even if it is not his duty to do so, he comes to visit you often in a day and sees you outside, he knows. Even if you don't answer, it doesn't break its route at all.

Kitsune!Cater, who makes you feel like a small child even though you are older than him. He is always happy to see your growing self when the days you live here become months, months and years.

Kitsune!Cater, who has been trying so hard to find the freshwater lake that you lived before he catches you with the story he heard from you, has unfortunately not been able to survive for 400 years and is a marsh that has been holding the memories that adorn your life. there is no news of your family.

Kitsune!Cater, who knows he should be upset under normal circumstances, but when he comes back and watches you smile with those around him, the feeling in him tells him the opposite.

you are now part of his family like those in this temple.

You're not going to leave them, are you?

#twisted wonderland #yokai au #twst yokai #siren reader #siren!reader #Yokai!cater #twst yokai au #twisted wonderland yokai au #twst fanart #cater diamond #twst cater #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst cater diamond

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electronickingdomfox · 7 months

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"The New Voyages" review

This one is actually a collection of short stories by fan authors, which makes the stories seem more like episodes of the series. It has also the distinct honor of being introduced by Roddenberry and most members of the cast. The stories are generally well-written and in character.

Some spoilers ahead:

Ni Var (by Claire Gabriel; intro by Nimoy) takes the plot of "The Enemy Within", but applied to Spock and the division between his Vulcan rational part, and his human emotional part. Besides the fact that I'm not sure such division works at that biological level, the two Spocks aren't all that different really. And it's not a very novel concept, specially right after a similar plot in previous book "Spock must die". But bonus points for Kirk giving the middle finger to his own reflection.

Intersection Point (by Juanita Coulson; intro by Doohan) is one of the best stories. The Enterprise is seriously crippled while navigating through an anomaly cloud, which is quickly contracting and threatens to crush the entire ship. Anyone who enters the cloud to retrieve a crucial component of the ship, is mentally destroyed by its eldritch qualities. Great tension and difficult choices.

The Enchanted Pool (by Marcia Ericson; intro by Nichols) is an attempt to write a fairy tale with Spock thrown in the middle for good measure. A bit of purple prose, and doesn't quite work. The resolution of the mistery is ingenous, even when convoluted.

Visit to a Weird Planet Revisited (by Ruth Berman; intro by Barrett) is actually the other half of a fanfic (Visit to a Weird Planet, not published here) where Kirk, Spock and Bones end up in the real world, right in the studio where they're filming Star Trek. Here instead, we follow the actors, who appear in the Enterprise and have to improvise to avert a danger. The other story was more fun, since Kirk and co. are more clumsy and hilarious in our world (being even "attacked" by fans), while the actors are just slightly less competent than their counterparts.

The Face on the Barroom Floor (by Eleanor Arnason and Ruth Berman; intro by Takei) is a really fun story. Kirk gets into a fight in a bar while in shore leave, is detained, teams up with a ratty thief, and crashes a party, while his crew search for him frantically. In the line of TOS best comedy-adventure episodes.

The Hunting (by Doris Beetem; intro by the editors) is a bit "meh". Spock goes into a Vulcan ritual which requires to mind-meld with a wild beast, and McCoy accompanies him. When Spock goes wild in the process, the good doctor has to hunt him and give him back his sanity. There could have been a more homoerotic fight between them, as in "Amok Time".

The Winged Dreamers (by Jennifer Guttridge; intro by Kelley) is another high point. The Enterprise crew falls under the influence of some creatures that make their fantasies seem real. So real that people can actually die if imagining the wrong thing. Spock is less affected, but slowly begins to hallucinate too, and the triumvirate fall into paranoia as neither they (nor the reader) can tell what's real and what's not anymore.

Mind-Sifter (by Shirley Maiewski; intro by Shatner) drags a bit at the beginning, when Kirk wakes up in a sanatory, his mind almost destroyed. It gets more interesting once Spock and McCoy start a quest to search for him. Great interactions between these two, reminiscent of "The Tholian Web".

After the eight stories there's still a little poem about Spock and Leila.

Spirk Meter: 10/10*. Not all stories are equally slashy, but the parts which do, are slashy in spades.

Ni Var has Kirk worrying about Spock all the time, and "human Spock" wondering if what he feels for the Captain is friendship... or love (something which happens too in one of Roddenberry's story concepts for a movie, around this time).

Intersection Point has a clear parallel between the anguish of a female crewmember, after a man (obviously her boyfriend) loses his mind in the anomaly, and Kirk agonizing once Spock has to enter the same anomaly.

The Enchanted Pool, where Spock refuses to kiss a beautiful female time and time again. Even when the woman assures him it's the only way to break a spell and escape. Even when Spock is doing far more dangerous things ALL THE TIME to solve problems. Of course, he considers the kiss a total waste of time once it doesn't work.

The Face on the Barroom Floor: Kirk is invited to a bar by McCoy and Sulu, who have found three women to pass the time, one for each. What does Kirk do? He gets out the bar two seconds later, puts on a samurai costume, and goes instead to a bar full of muscular, rowdy men, to get thrashed by them. Of course.

The Winged Dreamers has Spock wishing to stay on a planet with Kirk, just the two of them, for ever and ever. McCoy totally gets what's going on.

And I thought that Mind-Sifter would be about the love between a (quite unproffesional) nurse, and her mentally unstable patient, Kirk. But oh man, where do I even begin!? For starters, we have Kirk using his mind link with Spock to cry for help, across the galaxy and several centuries. And later he's concerned about how much can Spock read into his mind. Then we have McCoy informing the nurse that no, Kirk can't stay with her, because his love is his career and his... (trails off, having said too much). Gallant Spock carries an unconscious Kirk in his arms, and tells the nurse that, no matter how much she loves him, Kirk DOES NOT love her back (bitch!). If that wasn't enough, there's a lenghty conversation at the end, where Kirk almost melts in love and appreciation for Spock, and the Vulcan blushes at his own emotional display.

*A 10 in this scale is the most obvious spirk moments in TOS. Think of the back massage, "You make me believe in miracles", or "Amok Time" for example.

#star trek tos #star trek #k/s #spirk #star trek novels #novel review

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kristo-flowers · 7 months

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Szigligeti Vár, the Balaton Castle

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orange-s-mario · 2 days

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thinking about how the superman family (like the ones related to him) dynamics would be if I put them all together. hmmm a few of these are slightly changed to either make more conflict or to make a character have more character (looking at you Dik-Zee) also splitting kon into kon & conner simply because I can

Gregor would be a dust phantom in these which informs how he interacts with some characters. He and Chris are the only ones who can directly converse with Mon whenever. Gregor would still have an edge to him and have the whole complex he had in the original story - amplified by the fact that he is currently in some half-dead half alive state due to his powers

Johny would be jealous of other people still having their powers. Johny and Gregor would argue the most out of all his siblings but he's closest to Gregor

Cir would mostly be how she acted in the original run. No Mia though since they were somehow able to split apart so Cir tries out different secret identities but she's not very good at it despite everyone's help. She's probably the most positive one here

Jon Lane. he's mostly the same, still has some edge after development, Cir and Jon Lane found themselves in the same plane of non-existence and were somehow brought back idk. Anyways he mostly keeps to himself since he feels guilty about his past

N52 Kon: i haven't read n52 kon

Tommy; he visits occasionally. he's just kinda there

Jimmy Olsen: he's Jimmy Olsen. In this the whole sun/son thing happens right before all the Hal Rand thinking he's Mark Olsen stuff. but he's basically same jimmy as always. Family friend status. also mark and hal are married in this continuity. knows a lot about Cadmus stuff

Secundus: give him all of Kon & Jonathan's insecurities multiplied by 10. Since he's kind of a combination of both AND there's plenty of other people who'd accept being Superman

Chris Kent: he still has abandonment issues. Due to Nightwing powers he can directly talk to phantom zoners without the phantom zone viewer.

Jonathan Samuel Kent: feels a bit awkward about all this. The Ultraman thing happened so he has trauma from that. the others don't understand why he went with Jor in the first place. Jealous of the twins the most

Otho & Osul: still have Warworld trauma. still a bit worried about the old god thing. they tend to get along with everyone well, but all their siblings have hangups with how Clark handled being a parent or how Clark wasn't able to be a parent to them, which leaves them a bit confused on how to feel about their siblings

Conner Kent: an adaptation of YJTV conner, so he's a bit quicker to anger

Clark's kryptonian relatives (cousins & their kids)

Van-Zee; looks up to Clark, has a close bond to Ak-Var

Sylvia DeWitt, trained a bit in Klurkor; has powers under a yellow sun due to Van-Zee's serum. She's more reserved than Lois

Lyle-Zee and Lili Van-Zee: absolute menaces, drive their parents a bit mad.

Dik-Zee: generally a chill dude but a bit of a slacker, but it doesn't really affect his job much due to the thought type writers. he's a bit of a romantic as well. Generally wears a superman suit whenever though because of Van's twins

Ak-Var, married into the family. Happy that most of them accept him since the red K incident.

Thara Gem-Zee; likes learning about Kryptonian history, which is why she likes talking to Ak-Var who lived on Krypton before it blew up

Don-El; he's more serious and tries always being professional. Unfortunately he's also the first to suspect Ak if there's any a slightest chance of Ak-Var becoming a criminal again, which is unfortunate for Ak-Var

Rad-Zee; generally keeps to himself in a lab. doesn't like Van's twins because of their shenanigans

Kara Zor-El: more brash than Clark. Due to having both sets of parents alive and being in a different city, she doesn't visit often. More likely to be seen in Kandorian or Kryptonian celebrations than Earth ones though sometimes her whole family visits Clark's on Earth holidays

Judy/Equila gained her powers back and her grandparents started living on Earth as well. They take care of Judy while Kara is busy since Judy likes being with Kara

Clark's siblings (& their kids):

Cory Renwald; since he's a government agent, he's usually busy. Doesn't know Clark is Superman, but knows they have a connection. Trusts Clark's judgement on things, but feels Clark's too much of a goody two shoes. Doesn't really visit due to being busy but he'll try if he has time

Kral of Titan: succeeded in his revolution on Titan, which feels awkward for him since he feels guilty about thinking of betraying superboy (clark). Since everyone's a telepath on titan, everyone there knows this, but they built a statues to honor him anyways. Also learned that the temperature control gene is recessive (this is to connect it better to losh). Tries visiting often to escape the awkward situation he put himself in, but has to deal with making sure things don't go back to how it was during Clark's Smallville days

Kathy Warren; busy with Cadmus work usually. Doesn't feel like she has to hide her super intelligence anymore and feels like Cadmus has people she can relate to that don't alienate her

Kon-El; tries to be his own man, still has some of the complexes he's had before but he's getting better at handling them. Specifically remembers the Kents being alive so it's weird that he finds that in this continuity they're dead

Martha: time travel brings a future version of the baby that Kon was co-parenting on gemworld. She feels like Kon abandoned her. Kon can't really argue against that

Mighto/Tim Tate: Blames Clark/Kal for the death of his parents. Generally unpleasant to be around. More reserved on the Kents' death day (most of Clark's siblings meet up at their graves), Mighto does not attack on that day, despite all his flaws, Tim loved the Kents

Varl Quoz: Sometimes either he or the Kents/Els travel to Xenon though they make sure they always have enough fuel and spare parts to travel to and from it. The former weakling world is also used for people to live on. Varl and Kal get along well but due to Clark's privacy, the rest of the family is unsure of the whole situation (Varl explains later during their second or third vacation there)

Mon: he's still stuck in the phantom zone. Sometimes he makes asides, or attempts to help the family. Gregor and Chris are closest to him due to actually being able to talk whenever with him. Mon is grateful for this since this means he has more to do than absolutely nothing

Halk Kar: a bit insecure due to having lesser powers than Superman and thinking he was stronger when he thought he was Superman's brother. Is usually space traveling so he only visits on rare occasions

Mae: generally the same, except she lives with Linda. also in this continuity she's made by this universe's Lex (he was using an alternate identity) & Kathy while they were both working at Cadmus

Linda: generally the same except she keeps the Earth Angel powersTwilight: lives with Linda and Mae. uses her darkness powers similarly to how the Earth Angels use their powers (wings and blasts)

Blithe & Comet: live with Linda & Mae

Ariella: raised mainly by Linda and Mae. she's worse than Van's twins in how much chaos she can cause, which is, at least one of, the reasons why the others live with Linda and Mae

H'El: hates clones. has super op powers. Respects Jor so he doesn't attack on days that Jor-El discovered something which luckily is a lot of days. nobody likes him which makes him even mopier. Sometimes he crashes on someone else's couch just to angst about it and complain about everything. everyone else here finds him annoying

Rogol Zaar: everyone else here hates him - including Mighto and H'El. it's because he's the only one that doesn't care for Jor or the Kents (Mighto thinks you should respect your parents; despite H'El's breakdown he still is kryptonian and respects Jor). He is never invited

Lanes:

Lois: rash and more bold. Takes charge

Sam: war criminal

Lucy: somehow a combination of post-IC, Pre-crisis & Post-crisis Lucy. I'll figure it out. Anyways she has supernaturally white hair due to some jimmy olsen stuff that happened. In the end she married Ron and has a son with him

Sam Troupe: friends with the super kids, most notably john and chris. Is really confused about everything since john and chris are suddenly older than him, so he hangs out with the super-twins now

Leonardo: has a bit of a rivalry with Cory. Cory tries to ignore it

Legion stuff:

Laurel Kent manhunter and Laurel Kent real person coexist. the manhunter decides to be an antihero and later hangs out with Dev-Em

Kent Shakespeare: generally how he acts in 5YLXTC and Jonathan Samuel Kent cousins that bicker; idk I'd have to think more about it

Laurel Gand: distantly related to Mon-El, takes more after 5YL Laurel

Sensor Girl 2: Kara(?) (it's unclear)'s descendant who only has the super senses (super vision, microscopic vision, super hearing, super shouting, super ventriloquism that type of powers). Unsure if she should be legion age, little legion age, or between them hmmmm...anyways sometimes some of the Kents or Els visit the other time period other then their native one

#superman #superboy #supergirl #house of el #the kents

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foli-vora · 1 year

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run to you: chapter two

marcus pike x f!reader

A/N: thank you so much for all your love and support for this so far! I love that you're all so excited to see how this goes and where we end up. I hope you enjoy the new chapter! x

Summary: Following on from ‘Traitor’ and 'You’re Somebody Else’. An unexpected visitor throws you right back into the life you thought you left behind. Working beside the man that put you behind bars is one thing, pretending like you never loved him is another.

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: angst - naturally, swearing, marcus and his AUDACITY, mention of criminal activity and art theft. Please note, flashbacks are in italics.

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This story will have explicit sexual scenes in the future so 18+ only.

It’s a strange feeling walking up to the J. Edgar Hoover building the following day. The last time you were here, you’d been in handcuffs and practically shoved through the corridors before being sat in a room, confused and alone. It all makes you want to turn right back around.

You push forward, despite your flight instincts screaming at you to leave, pinning the sleek laminated ‘visitor’ card to your coat and following the directions given to you on how to find the art theft department.

The way you’re perceived is vastly different to your previous visit.

Before, other agents looked down at you, their eyes narrowed in on you like the mere presence of steel around your wrists made you unworthy of anything more. It was isolating, intimidating… but now? The shiny card hanging just above your breast had them moving out of your way with polite, friendly smiles. A few hold doors open, one stuck their arm out to hold the elevator – they move around you, instead of feeling as if they’d move through you.

It’s hard to keep the wariness out of your gaze.

He’s waiting for you.

You don’t expect it, and you feel your steps falter exiting the elevator when you discover him leaning against the far wall. Marcus perks at the sight of you, standing straighter and subconsciously smoothing a hand down his tie.

“Hello,” he says simply, and you watch the bob of his throat as he swallows.

It almost does it. His voice almost drives you completely around to catch the elevator before it closes. The rage seems to live in your body, constantly thrumming under the surface of your skin and running through your bloodstream. It rears its bitter, icy head the moment you lay eyes on him and curls a cold hand around your heart.

You had hoped you had more time to brace yourself before seeing him, but then again, would you ever truly be prepared to see the man who broke your entire world to pieces?

The pain will never fade, the anger will never calm… there’s no escape. It’s simply a part of you now.

You flex your jaw, working on inhaling deeply while biting back the harsh words forming in your mouth. There’s no point. Not here, not now. You’d agreed to help, fully knowing you would have to see him again. Your anger would do nothing to help the case, help those people getting hurt.

“Hi,” you finally return, tone curt and short.

“Thank you for this,” he mutters, stepping a single step closer. “I know this is probably very hard for you –”

“Let’s just get this over with. I have plans.”

Marcus swallows before nodding, stepping to the right and gesturing for you to walk with him. You keep your distance, ensuring to keep a width of space between you both at all times. You physically flinch when he presses a hand to the small of your back to guide you into a conference room, jolting away from his touch like he’d burnt you. His head drops and he tears his hand away immediately, clearing his throat softly as he shuts the door behind him.

He makes no comment when you choose the furthest seat away from him at the long table, right on the opposite side of the room.

“Can I get you anything?”

You remain silent, trying very fucking hard to keep your scowl from deepening into a full blown glare.

“Alright. We’ve had a tip off that there’s plans to steal various pieces of artwork from members of the community and galleries for unknown purposes, most likely for auction on the black market. Some hold significant sentimental value to some families, not to mention the historical value of the others, and so we’ve been bought in to ensure the originals remain in the right hands, as well as find those responsible for the pieces already taken in the last few weeks. Hopefully we can track the missing pieces before they get lost.”

He exhales softly, looking down at the file in his hand before sliding it along the sleek tabletop towards you. It stops just away from you and you reach forward for it, prying open the manilla folder and fingering through the various photographs that slide free from its confines in vague interest.

“Okay,” you murmur, confusion leaking into your features, “that sounds great for you. What am I here for?”

“They – we – have taken note of your particular… talent. We’d like you to make copies of the ones at potential risk so we can swap them out before the culprits can get to them and we can ensure the safety of the originals.”

You feel a bitter laugh bubble from your throat before you can help it and throw the photos back into the file, moving your growing glare to Marcus where he stands at the head of the table. He seems braced for whatever is about to come out of your mouth, and you loathe that he knows you so damn well.

“Let me get this straight… you want me to help you by doing the exact thing you threw me in jail for? Have you lost your fucking mind?”

“I understand –”

“No you don’t!” You cry, an enraged tremble building in your hands. “You don’t understand at all, Marcus. I lost a fucking year of my life! A year! You took everything from me – my home, my things, my future – all because of this shit! And now you’re turning around and asking me to do it all again?”

“I know,” he murmurs, gaze falling away from you.

“And how do I know this isn’t just a dumb trick?’ You continue, heat spreading along your chest at the prospect of being lured into some stupid government set trap. “How do I know you won’t just throw me back in jail the second this case is wrapped up?”

It wouldn’t surprise you, after all you’re nothing to them. Why would they care about you at all? Your life would be over, again. How long would they give you this time, being a repeat offender? You’d have nothing to build from like before when, if, you were released. The idea of being back in a cell makes you sick.

Marcus’ eyes immediately flash to yours. “I wouldn’t let that happen—”

“You did once before.”

Silence falls over the conference room.

It should feel like a victory, watching the words physically die on his tongue. His mouth closes and his shoulders drop, like the weight of your short sentence just fell onto his frame. A brief wash of dejection passes over his face before he gives a slow nod of agreement. It should feel good, but it doesn’t.

“I did,” he mutters after a few quiet moments, “but, as hard as it will be, you’ll just have to trust me.”

It sounds so simple. It sounds so obvious. Once upon a time, before everything fell to shit, maybe in different circumstances you would have trusted Special Agent Marcus Pike. Maybe you would’ve looked into his eyes, searched their depths for reassurance and felt comforted by his sincerity, but looking at him now?

There’s nothing.

“I can’t do that,” you finally say, “and you can’t ask me to do that, not after… no. Look, I’ll do whatever – I’ll paint whatever you fucking want, but don’t ask me to trust you. And I mean it Marcus, after this – if you don’t arrest my ass – I’m done. I won’t let this become a thing, not again.”

He swallows, lips pulling up at the corners but there’s no true emotion behind it. It feels forced, pained.

“Well, we thank you for your assistance. I’ll get things moving, and we uh,” he clears his throat, gaze briefly dropping to the floor as he shifts on his feet, his hands coming to rest on his hips, “we have a space ready for you. Supplies are there, but if things aren’t to your satisfaction or if you need anything else, just let me know and I’ll – yeah.”

You nod, teeth nipping and pulling at the flesh of your inner bottom lip.

“There’s a lot to do… when do I need to start?”

“Preferably as soon as possible.”

“Do I get paid? I’m not going to give up shifts at my real job for something I’m not getting paid for.”

“You’ll be compensated for your time and work.”

“Good,” you mutter, nails picking at the corner of the file. “Are we done here?”

Your heart beats unsteadily in your chest when his eyes rise to meet yours. They flicker over your face, almost as if he were searching for something hidden in your expression, or maybe he was simply looking at you, studying the way you shift on the chair.

Either way, you want out.

Looking at him wasn’t easy. You know who he is, you know where you stand now, and yet your mind would bring you flashes of him, of Alex. He lacked the beard now, and dressed more neater in suits and ties rather than his jeans and loose tees, but Alex was there, swimming in those warm brown irises.

He was there in the creases of his face, he was there in the way his hands would curl around his waist and sit on his hips. He was there in the way he made your heart beat heavier, the organ simply refusing to just let go, ignoring the way your mind screamed and raged that he was a monster, that he caused a hurt so deep and fierce you worry the scars will never fade.

He was there, and yet, he wasn’t.

“Yeah,” Marcus says quietly, nodding. “Yeah, we are.”

Standing immediately, you leave the manilla folder on the table and stride towards the door, unable to look at him until you’re fully past him. He’s not looking at you when you take a quick glance over your shoulder while reaching for the door and curling your hand around the cold handle.

His head hangs, his palms resting flat on the table as his body curls over in what you suspect is exhaustion. You hear his quiet sigh and then you’re out of the door, slamming it a little harder than is probably necessary.

You don’t look at anyone as you make your hasty exit, keeping your head low and speed swift in an effort to leave as quickly as possible. Though the air through the corridors is crisp and fresh, you feel sweat bite at your skin as you hover waiting for the elevator.

Is it anger? Sorrow? Anxiety?

The emotion feels too far, too tiring, to identify. Maybe once you’re out of the building, you’ll be able to think with a clearer head. Walking through the corridors, agents all around, it feels like walking through a constant reminder of what you had done, and where your past had taken you.

You aren’t here because you want to be… like them. They had studied, trained, and worked hard to get where they are. You’re here because you’re a criminal with a particular skill they can exploit, someone who no one would really bat an eyelid at if they happened to get thrown back into jail or worse, hurt or even killed.

Fuck.

Is the case that serious?

Maybe you should have asked more questions. Maybe you should have spoken to your attorney before even coming here. Was it too late to do so now?

Your mood steadily dampens as you step in the elevator and press up against the back wall in an effort to keep as far away from others as possible. Your mind continues to spin, unable to stop highlighting the fact that you played on a different side to them.

You were the enemy.

Maybe not anymore, but the past remains firm and at the forefront of your mind. Your record bears the permanent print of conviction, a shadow to follow your footsteps and swallowing your chances of ever moving on with life, of trying for better things.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you grumble to yourself, watching the rain pour from the sky and puddle on the ground through the large glass panels of the lobby after returning your visitor card.

Like it wasn’t bad enough, thunder rumbles in the distance with lightning flashing behind a thick dark cloud and it sours you even more than you already are. You curse the bubbly weather reporter from this morning — what happened to cloudy with rain moving in tonight and a slight chance of storms? Lies.

“Shit,” you sigh, wondering what your chances are of nabbing a cab before getting completely soaked through.

A hand suddenly lands on your arm and you jolt away from it in alarm, the fright morphing into irritation as soon as your eyes meet the familiar pools of brown. Marcus holds his hand away in a show of peace, the other holding the file up as an explanation. His cheeks are flushed, his hair a little more ruffled than before. Did he run here?

“You should take this,” he says, holding it out and giving a small, strained smile. “It’s got more information in it, and the names of the Agents working the case and so on.”

Pinching the file from his fingers, you tug it away from his hold and give a quiet thanks, another roll of thunder rumbling in the distance. Marcus eyes the worsening weather with a frown, the crease between his brows steadily growing the longer rain pelts the pavement.

“Did you want a ride?”

“No,” you say immediately, shoving the file into your bag and not caring if it gets crumpled in the process. “I’m fine. I can get a cab –”

His frown deepens, “I don’t mind –”

“I said no, Marcus,” you snap quietly, before briefly glancing around to see if anyone took notice.

Thankfully no one seems to have heard your little outburst, and the passers-by continue on with their days. You shift your handbag on your shoulder and inhale deeply, letting your irritated expression give way and soften out.

“Thank you for your time today, Agent Pike. Should I expect a phone call to start this… stuff?”

His throat bobs with a swallow and his tongue briefly runs along his lips, his features now carefully arranged into something more professional, emotionless. A deep part of your heart withers at the cold indifference of it.

“Someone will be in contact later today, ma’am.”

And then he’s gone.

—

Rain patters lightly against your window, mixing with the low music flowing from your speakers. It’s delightfully cosy, with the only light coming from the lamp on your dresser, bathing the room in a sweet, warm glow. Your eyes follow the contours of his body, studying the way lounges in your bed, head comfortably propped up with a pillow and top sheet sitting loosely over his hips.

A vision. Beautiful.

His cheeks had dusted with a light pink when you had told him so.

“It’s like that scene in Titanic,” he mutters with a rumble of amusement, bare chest moving softly with his steady breaths. “Gonna draw me like one of your French girls?”

“Never seen it,” you murmur distractedly, tongue peaking out of your lips as your pencil drags along the page of your sketchpad. Almost there…

He perks, jerking on the bed and sitting a little straighter. “You’ve never seen Titanic?”

You laugh lightly, shaking your head.

“Done! And no… I don’t like sad movies,” you murmur, releasing your sketchpad into his hold when he tugs it softly from your hands.

You fall back to the comfort of the mattress, watching Alex admire your quick sketch with a feeling so distinctly sweet and warm, you feel it deep in the pit of your stomach. His fingers trace softly over your rough lines, a slow, bashful smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Your hand lifts, combing through his ruffled hair and fingers playing with the silky soft strands. “Does it not make you sad?”

“Oh yeah,” he replies, briefly leaning away to place your pad safely on your side table before rolling back over to sling an arm over your waist, “I cry like a baby, but I like their love story.”

“Softie,” you tease.

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for love.”

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