#Alien Crush

[techturd]

[imconfusedbutok]

characters: Krel Tarron, OC

Tags: Krel has a crush, mutual pinning, alien x human kinda, fluff and comfort

Not the Time for Love

Krel Tarron x OC

Don’t let your guard down. Krel couldn’t risk anything. Even as he sat with his best friend, on a hill watching over Arcadia as the sun set.. he couldn’t help but feel a little sad.

He tried to ignore the music that played in the earbud he had. He couldn’t lose focus. He wasn’t here to fall in love.

Leo felt at peace, sitting with his best friend at the tip of the hill. He relaxed, one arm around the back of the bench and his other hand, the one that was closer to Krel, lying at his side. Soft, classical music played in the earbuds he shared with Krel, but his eyes were focused on the sky.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Leo asked, tilting his head towards Krel but keeping his dark brown eyes on the sky.

What a question. The prince raised an eye at Leo and turned his head towards the sky, taking a moment to register the sight. The sunset was beautiful, the colors blending together effortlessly in what could be described as a masterpiece. He took a moment to focus on the orange sun dipping below the horizon, before returning his gaze to his friend.

"I suppose it is..” he admitted, a small blush appearing across his face that he attempted to hide by looking away. He turned his head away, glancing over the town.

“Does Akiridion-5 have sunsets?” Leo asked casually, closing his eyes.

“Or is it just… space?”

No such thing as space sunsets, idiot. Krel mentally cursed at himself for having a smart-ass comment in the back of his mind. He paused and let out a small sigh, pushing the thought away.

“No.. we have sunsets, just not like this..” he began, gesturing to the sky.

“Huh.” Leo murmured. He opened his eyes after a moment, turning to look at Krel.

“Speaking of which… how long are you gonna stay here anyways?”

Krel’s heart thumped at the question, and he shifted slightly in his seat. It was a question he had expected, and yet one he wasn’t looking forward to answering. He let out a sigh, knowing his answer would disappoint his friend.

“I don’t know.” He muttered, avoiding Leo’s gaze.

“Does that mean… it’s somewhere in the years category?” Leo asked hopefully.

Krel felt a pang of guilt as he heard the tone in his friends voice. He knew Leo well enough to know what that sound in his voice meant.. hope. Stupid Earthling. He mentally cursed.

“I.. most likely not,” he began, still refusing to turn his stare to meet the brown eyes. “As much as I like it here.. I have more… important things I must attend to back in Akiridion-5..”

Leo’s face fell, his brown eyes turning sad as he looked at him.

“Oh.” He said quietly.

“So… you could leave soon then.”

Krel felt his heart sink at the sight of the sad look on his friends face. He had hoped Leo might have understood, after all, it wasn’t like he had ever indicated that he even wanted to stay forever..

He looked away, and swallowed. “Y-Yeah..” He managed to force out, “There’s a lot going on back home.. so I don’t know how much longer I’ll be here..”

“Huh.”

He stayed quiet for a moment, thinking over everything they’d done. He’d known Krel from the moment he first walked into that school, and now…

“Do you think… you’d come back…?”

Why do you have to ask such difficult questions..?

Krel cursed his friends kindness sometimes. How could one person be so caring and considerate? He looked down at the ground, unable to meet his friends eyes.

“I don’t.. I don’t know..” He mumbled, almost defeated. He hated admitting he had no idea what would become of him.

“So…”

Leo’s shoulders dropped sadly.

“When you leave… I might never see you again for the rest of my life.”

Krel felt like he’d been hit across the face. That was something he hadn’t thought of. The fact that when he did have to leave for home, he might never see Leo again.

He was silent for a moment, trying to come up with an answer. But he found himself speechless, with nothing he could think of to say.

He finally looked up and met his friends eyes, a saddened expression on his face.

“Probably not..” he mumbled, voice cracking slightly. Humans had much shorter lifespans than Akiridions. So… If he didn’t keep track of time, and if he got too busy…

He would never see Leo again.

Leo’s eyes were glossy and his long eyelashes were slightly moist, his bottom lip trembling slightly as he stared back at him.

“But… you’ll say goodbye, right?”

Krel felt the lump in his throat tighten at the sight of his friends pained expression, and he quickly averted his eyes.

“Of course.” He mumbled, unable to help how emotional his own voice sounded. His chest ached as he realized he might never see his best friend again.

“I wouldn’t.. leave without saying.. goodbye..” He choked out, biting his lip as he felt his own eyes begin to burn.

“Just checking…” Leo said quietly.

He hesitated, taking in a shaky breath before moving his hand to grasp Krel’s squeezing it gently.

“I would hate for you to leave me without telling me goodbye.”

Krel felt a jolt run through his body at the feeling of Leo’s hand wrapping around his own, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he gently squeezed it back, his eyes still fixed on the ground.

“You mean too much to me to do that..” he whispered. He meant the words, after all, in the short amount of time he’d spent on earth, Leo had become someone more to him than just a friend. He really didn’t want to say goodbye.

“Yeah.” He whispered back. His heart was pounding in his chest as he looked at Krel, running his thumb along his knuckles.

“I don’t suppose I could come with you, could I.”

A small flicker of hope lit inside Krel’s chest at the question, and he lifted his head quickly, his head snapping up to look at his friend.

“You.. you would want to?” He asked, almost a little too quickly. He tried to tell himself to stop the hope bubbling up inside him, but he couldn’t help the way his heart fluttered.

Leo’s eyes widened softly.

“Well… yeah…” he replied, running his free hand through his dark curls.

“I’ve pretty much got… nothing here except for you. Sure earth is beautiful, but… I don’t think I could feel at home here with you gone.” He said, averting his eyes.

Krel’s heart thumped as he listened to his friends words. A part of him was touched by their meaning, but the other, more guarded, part of him wanted to tell him it would be too dangerous. But just the thought of having him by his side was all he wanted.

He gently squeezed his friends hand and took in a shaky breath before speaking.

“..But.. what about your.. family?” He asked, suddenly remembering the fact that humans had.. families.

Leo laughed a little.

“My parents won’t even notice I’m gone. I promise.”

Krel felt stunned at his words, and the fact that he seemed so nonchalant about it. How could he seem so indifferent to this?

“But.. but how..? Don’t they…” he trailed off, not sure how to phrase his question.

“Let’s just say that… not everyone wants a trans kid.” He shrugged a little, looking away and scratching the back of his neck.

His eyes widened slightly as the words sunk in, and he felt a pang of guilt. How cruel could humans be, to not want their own child? He quickly composed himself, and squeezed Leo’s hand again.

“I see.. well… in that case..” he began, hesitating. Should he really be asking this? “You’re.. sure you’d want to come with me..?”

“I…”

Leo looked back at him, his brown puppy eyes brightening.

“Yes. I’d wanna come. I can pack everything into one bag.” He nodded.

A small, relieved smile tugged at the corners of Krel’s lips, and his heart practically leaped in his chest. He was coming with him. He wouldn’t have to be without him.

[postgamecontent]

Alien Crush (TG-16 Mini)

Well, the show must go on I guess. Video game pinball was a type of game that I took a while to warm up to. When I was a kid, I loved pinball. But I felt like video game takes on pinball just didn't have the same appeal as the real thing, and so I more or less ignored them. When the Crush games were bandied about as some of the must-plays on the TurboGrafx-16, I paid them about as much mind as I did when a football game got praised. I was happy for those who liked that kind of thing, but it wasn't for me.

Eventually, I came around on the whole concept. Maybe somewhere around Pokemon Pinball on the Game Boy Color? Ultimately, that led to me catching up on the most popular examples of the genre that I had missed out on, which naturally led to Alien Crush and Devil's Crush. These days, I don't miss any chance to play the Crush games that comes my way. Lucky me! Alien Crush is included in the TurboGrafx-16 Mini. No Devil's Crush, sadly. Konami tends to favor Alien when it only picks one.

For a game of its time and place, Alien Crush has nice physics. The table design is a lot of fun, with lots of targets and sequences to aim for. You get some small bonus tables too. The whole thing is wrapped up in a very cool H.R. Giger-esque style, with a choice of two tunes to play to. One has a bit of a hard rock vibe to it, while the other is more eerie. In just about every possible way, this isn't the kind of game you would have been able to find on the Famicom.

As a genre, pinball wasn't (and isn't) exactly a console-seller for many. But Alien Crush and its sequel? Yes, I believe they may have sold a TurboGrafx-16 or two. At least one of the two had to be on this mini, and we can argue all day as to which was the better choice. I can and do enjoy either, and sometimes it's nice to have a bit of Alien Crush to take one's mind off of things.

[arcadefan]

I dig Cody Schibi's mash-up cover art for the Devil's Crush & Alien Crush soundtracks. And the special color vinyl releases are pretty darn cool too.

[kandy-sticks-zaza-blogs]

Tetramand OC and my first childhood alien crush! His name is Kudaar the 3rd! He a free time gladiator at the ring.

[al8estos]

SHARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS, IT COULD SAVE A LIFE

[bancho-zx]

【TurboGrafx-16】 Alien Crush | エイリアンクラッシュ ~Attract demo / Title

// Music: Toshiaki Sakoda | 迫田敏明

// MiSTer FPGA // TurboGrafx16 core // Y/C Composite // Sony KV-13TR20 CRT

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Hop Jon over (dp x dc)

"Hey mister, are you dead?" was the first thing Danny heard as he found his way back to consciousness. His body vehemently protested the move by alighting every single one of his nerve ending on fire and Danny groaned.

"Mister?"

Danny's ribs were killing him, or at least they felt like they were, and he would know. He cracked his eyes open to find a small boy crouching over him with his hands on his knees and his blue eyes wide in curiosity.

"Who-" Danny croaked.

"My name's Johnatan like grandpa, but everyone calls me Jon," the kid started babbling. "I live in Metropolis, do you know Metropolis? It's the biggest city in the world. My parents work there, they're reporters but now it's summer break so I'm with Grandma and Grandpa. You fell through the old barn from the sky. Are you an alien, like Superman?"

"Ugh," Danny said as he closed his eyes again.

"Mr. Alien, are you dead again now?"

"Yes," Danny said as he put his arm over his face, wishing he could just Not Exist.

"You're lying," the kid stated confidently. "Dead people don't talk."

"They do too," Danny mumbled as he raised his head off the floor to look at the kid properly.

"Do not!"

"Do too."

"I'm telling Grandma you're a liar," the kid sing-longed before bolting out of Danny's field of vision.

With a thud, Danny let his head fall back down. Welp, it wasn't like he was going anywhere, why not invite more people over to witness this absolute embarrassment.

[thearcadearchives1981]

TURBOGRAPHIX MEMORIES- CHAPTER FIVE- ALIEN CRUSH- THE FIRST PINBALL MACHINE WITH BITE.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 200

Danny has found himself reincarnated, for fun! While waiting for Tucker to reincarnate. He’s uh, found himself as a clone now- thankfully stable! But he was apparently also an accident, and overheard some of the people talking about termination, which no thanks?

So apparently he wasn’t exactly an accident per se, they did mean to make a clone, so thank fuck for that! They had apparently grabbed the wrong blood, which he almost snorts at. Kind of hard to do in a tube full of liquid though. 

Oh well, he’ll just be leaving now… after he destroys this lab and steals all these files on himself, thank you~ Now, does he want to go on an adventure or find his unwilling donors first…

[butchjesus]

ok but for real now. since tiktok has so throughly disappointed on this trend. who is your strangest hear me out / most bizarre crush? freaks and headscratchers only edition

[somerandomdudelmao]

I ship neither so far, but I've seen some people discussing this so--

Ward:

[natalievoncatte]

“What’s wrong with me, Alex?” Kara asked, swinging her feet in a childlike, nervous way as she sat on the exam table.

Kara watched her sister putter around the room. She’d activated the red lamps and taken blood samples, and the tubes were currently spinning away in centrifuges awaiting the various tests she would run. She’s listened to Kara’s lungs and checked her pulse and waved instruments about and taken her blood pressure.

Everything about her was well within Kryptonian norms. Her pulse was running around a hundred and ten at rest, which would be alarming for a human but was a tad slow for her, and her body temperature was at a perfect one-oh-one, again just right for the last daughter of Krypton. There was no issue with her processing of sunlight and no signs of radiation exposure, which had been her fear.

Specifically Kryptonite of the red variety.

Kara had been having intrusive thoughts. They’d started here and there months ago but she’d ignored them, writing them off as some odd byproduct of fatigue or stress.

“You can go for now, kiddo,” said Alex. “I’ll let you know when the results come in.”

Alex looked more bemused than anything- probably because Kara showed no signs of actual sickness and had been cagey and indirect about her symptoms. There was a reason for that.

It became unbearable for her yesterday when Lena dropped by her office. Lena had been dressed in Kara’s favorite work ensemble, a green sweater that bared deep cleavage, a pencil skirt, and sheer silk stockings. She’d had her hair up in a meticulous bun and wore a rich plum red lipstick and smoky eyes, looking more sexpot than CEO.

Kara had barely been able to keep a straight face and make conversation. The mere presence of the other woman in the room made her heart pound and created an unbearable tension in her belly and between her thighs. Her eyes kept falling back to the pale inviting column of her throat or the lush inner curves of her breasts. Kara couldn’t stop imagining a bead of sweat rolling down between them. She couldn’t stop thinking about pressing her tongue to the flesh there and catching it, tasting the pearly bead and following its slick trail up to Lena’s throat while her chest heaved against her.

That was a problem, because those were not normal Kara thoughts. Those were not normal Kryptonian thoughts. Kryptonians did not think about those things, especially with members of the same gender. It had come with that same aching feeling between her legs that Kara had been fighting since she arrived on Earth and was dealing with now, just thinking about thinking about Lena.

Worse, Lena would be there tonight at movie night. It was an all girl’s night so it would just be Alex and Nia watching movies with them; Brainy was busy and Kelly was out of town for an academic conference and they were really just keeping Alex company.

Kara’s mind was a train wreck. She couldn’t stop thinking about Casual Lena. When she dressed down in her big sweaters and leggings and let down her hair in soft waves, she was so tiny and cute and small and Kara just wanted to eat her all up and… feel her from the inside, listen to her cries of ecstasy as Kara got creative and *relieved that fucking pressure between her legs*.

Ack! Stop it!

She had to be sick, or infected with a transdimensional parasite, or under a magic spell, or microdosed with red Kryptonite because KRYPTONIANS DID NOT HAVE THESE THOUGHTS.

So, she went for a fly to clear her head.

She ended up going hypersonic and landing at the Fortress, where she picked up the fifty thousand ton key and let herself in. Thankfully, Clark wasn’t there, so she had the vast place to herself.

The Archive here had a simpler interface, she wouldn’t have to ask a holographic version of her mother why she wanted to know what Lena’s sweat tasted like and pin her down on the sofa in her office and do things to her.

“Greetings, Kara Zor-El. How may I assist you?”

Kara looked at the hovering holographic sphere and described her symptoms, holding nothing back. It hovered there all hovery for a moment.

“What you describe sounds similar in principle to afflictions that affected ancient Kryptonians, especially under a yellow sun. Our ancestors often embraced perverse and hedonistic lusts before embracing the perfection of logic and self-discipline. However, you cannot be experiencing these unnatural and incorrect attractions, as they had been bred out of our people by the breeding program. Attraction to members of the same sex and metamorphic reproductive capability have been deemed eradicated by the Science Guild.”

“Metamorphic capabilities?!”

“Some of the ancestors possessed the ability to adapt physically to their preferred partner with the aid of yellow solar wavelengths. This is no longer possible.”

Kara chewed her lip.

The words rang in her skull. Unnatural. Illogical. It made her sound like some… like some abomination, a monster from ancient times. A tightness formed in her chest tears welled in her eyes. Was she like this? Was she broken? An aberration? Some crude vile thing with the instincts and lusts of a Daxamite? Was she broken?

She left the Fortress in a tearful rush and again she flew, too fast. Her phone started going off in the hidden pocket on the flank of her suit and she lighted on a building in Seattle to answer.

“Kara, where the hell are you?” said Alex. “Lena showed up at your place and you weren’t there and we’ve both been panic calling you.”

“I’m sorry, I was at the Fortress, trying to figure out what’s wrong with me.”

Her voice was high and pained.

Alex’s reply was soft. “Come home, Kara. We need to talk.”

Kara nodded to no one. “I’m on my way.”

She made the trip back a bit slower, honing in on Alex’s heartbeat to find her at the DEO, still in the lab. When she walked in, Alex gestured to the exam table and Kara sat down.

“What is it?” Kara almost pleaded. “Alex, tell me what’s wrong.”

“Kara, listen to me,” said Alex, taking both of Kara’s hands. “Look at me, okay.”

Kara looked at her.

“There is nothing wrong with you. I shared the results of the test with Eliza and we went over it in detail. You’re completely fine.”

“I can’t be,” Kara protested. “There has to be a reason why I’m having these thoughts, Alex!”

Pulling her hands free, she jolted to her feet and began to pace.

“There has to be. I have to be sick or messed up somehow. Kryptonians don’t have feelings like this!”

Alex closed her eyes and sighed.

“Kara, listen to me, okay? You’re not sick. You’re not broken. Your best friend is a stunningly beautiful woman and adore each other. There’s nothing wrong with having a crush on her.”

“It’s not a crush!” Kara almost shouted. “It’s more than that and it’s scaring me. What if I can’t control myself? What if I hurt her? What if she sees me looking and she thinks I’m a monster that wants to prey on her?”

Alex’s expression softened. She took a few steps, arrested Kara’s pacing, and pulled her into a bear hug.

“I know how it feels, Kara. I promise you you’re not a predator and there’s nothing wrong with you.”

“Kryptonians can’t be gay.”

“Says who?”

“Everybody! The computer! The rules! I don’t know,” The last words came as a broken whimper, and Kara sagged against her sister.

“What about this, Kara. You’re Supergirl. You can do anything.”

Kara pulled back in a daze, staring at nothing. Since she came to Earth, she’d embraced it with her whole self. As loath as she was to admit it, she loved it here. This world was so free, full of wonders and majesty for all its problems. Kara had never once questioned her love for her sister. If Alex could be gay, why not Kara? There was no science council here, no one to ordain who she must marry and breed with.

Why not?

She felt dizzy, and strangely relaxed, as if she’d just heaved a massive weight off her shoulders.

Alex offered her a tissue and she dried her tears.

“Go get the girl,” said Alex. “I’ll call Nia and tell her you need some alone time.”

Kara nodded, and felt half in a daze as she left the infirmary. She stepped out onto the balcony and texted Lena, can I come over?

Lena replied immediately, Yes.

Kara’s heart hammered her ribs as she landed on the balcony. Lena rushed to the door and threw it open, ushering her inside. Kara stepped into the living room of the penthouse and stumbled to a stop.

Lena was dressed down and so soft, from the mop of her wavy hair pulled into a low ponytail to her cashmere sweater down the length of her toned legs to her bare feet.

“What’s wrong?”

As Lena asked, she darted forward, offering a hug. Kara gingerly let herself be pulled into the embrace, hesitant at first. Lena dove into her, throwing herself into the hug as if she wanted to climb inside Kara. Kara wrapped her in her arms and drew her cape around them both. She couldn’t stop thinking about Lena’s feet being cold, about wanting to make her warm.

Before she answered, Kara buried her face in Lena’s hair and breathed deep. Lena’s scent hit her like a train. It was like swallowing a mouthful of alien rum, filling her chest with a spreading warmth and making her head swim.

“I’ve been trying to work some things out, and I was scared, so I ran off to the Fortress. I’m sorry.”

Lena pulled back gently and looked up at her. They were so close. Lena’s big, pretty blue-green eyes were full of worry but dark, her pupils blown.

“What’s bothering you? I’ll throw money at it until it goes away.”

Kara swallowed, hard. “I don’t want it to go away.”

Lena arched a brow. “Oh?”

Kara licked her lips and as she did, Lena’s eyes darted and followed the motion of her tongue. Kara was suddenly away of Lena’s hands resting just above her hips now, the way that her hugs and touches always seemed to trend lower, the casual way that Lena leaned into her as she looked up.

She bit her lip and Kara almost died.

“I think I like girls,” Kara blurted out.

“You certainly like my girls, Kara Danvers. You can’t stop looking.”

“You noticed?” Kara squeaked.

“Kara, darling, you’ve been staring at them for thirty seconds just now.”

Kara’s gaze snapped up.

“I’m sorry, I, oh Rao oh God, Lena.”

Lena curled her fingers around Kara’s chin and tilted her head back down.

“Did you really think I didn’t notice? The day we met you paid more attention to my boobs than my business card.”

“You gave me a business card?”

“See what I mean?”

Kara swallowed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

Lena’s thumb grazed her jaw and Kara thought her heart might go off like a bomb in her chest. She shuddered and her toes curled in her boots.

“I’ve been teasing you for years,” she said, “I’d almost given up hope. I wouldn’t be the first disaster bisexual to nurse a futile crush on her best friend.”

Kara swallowed hard. “So should we like go on a date?”

Lena’s fingers traced down her neck, then along the ridge of her collarbone.

“I was thinking more Netflix and chill. I know and trust you, Kara. You’ve saved my life more times than I can count, I’m ready now if you are.”

“Ready?” Kara squeaked.

“So are you, I think,” said Lena.

She rolled her hips and Kara immediately realized what she meant and what the Archive meant by her body adapting.

“Ohshit,” Kara chirped. “Oh God Lena I’m sorry, this is so embarrassing, I didn’t mean to-“

Lena lunged and suddenly they were kissing. Lena’s lips were so soft and she was intoxicating. Kara pulled her into an embrace, almost lifted her off the floor as she kissed her back. Lena threw one leg up and hooked it wound her hip, and Kara instinctively scooped her up and felt a jolt through her body as Lena then wrapped both legs around her waist.

“Fuck, you’re strong,” Lena panted. “Oh God, Kara. Bedroom. Now. Please.”

“You want…”

“Yes! What are you fucking waiting for?”

Later, hours later, Kara lay in Lena’s bed, while Lena slept blissfully next to her, head resting on Kara’s shoulder, smiling contentedly. She looked over at her and tucked the sheets and blankets up close around her chin and smoothed stray strands of hair back from her eyes. Lena made a small sound, and curled around Kara’s side.

Kryptonians, it turned out, could be very good at being gay.

[shakingparadigm]

me at the beginning of my shift vs me at the end of my shift

[trufous]

hahaha.... what are your thoughts on round 6.. who do you think is going to win till or luka? i hope mizi and hyuna come save till and luka gets stood up like a pathetic loserboy

[leafuxxtea]

'Oh God, they're beside me again, aren't they.'

LMFAOOO WHAT DID THIS GUY DO TO DESERVE THIS. imagine just sitting there, eating your lunch peacefully while one of your comrades (he's not even eating food, wtf is he doing there) goes and harass the other one once again with his weird homosexual activities (wiping the other's blood and licking it???). I'd lose it, personally.