#I was never ever ever into superheros and idk why I decided to try this show

[anniebass]

might ruffle some feathers, but the superhero show The Bøys is soooo fucking meh. I regret the hours I put into that first season and two episodes of the second.

[miss-eli-starfleet]

Okay. This post is gonna be about Bart Allen, and all the Thawne-Allen stuff.

Tagged bc we both love Bart’s Thawne Allen problem: @themaybewoman

This is what I’ve gathered so far about his existence is hopefully comic accurate, but maybe not continuity accurate:

It starts with Iris West. Apparently, it’s recently revealed to me (today) that this girl is actually from the 31st century. Because of the semi-dystopian era of her birth, her real parents sent her back in time to the 21st century to keep her safe. She was adopted by the Wests, but she doesn’t know her future origins until later on.

She meets Barry as a news reporter, and they marry. When they were thinking about having kids, Reverse Flash/Eobard Thawne comes along and murders her because his likes to make Barry’s life as miserable as possible. But because she’s from the future, her parents found some magic comic book science to “revive” her, thus placing her in the 31st century to live her life.

Barry finds out she’s alive in the future, and basically goes into retirement to live with her in the 31st century. He passes the mantle of The Flash to Wally West. Why he doesn’t just get her and bring her back to the 21st century, I’ll never know. Or he just wanted her to be with her real parents (which i would assume she barely knows lol).

I was trying so hard to find out why Barry decided to raise their children in the 31st century, but we have our answer there. Iris is future girl. Their children, Don and Dawn Allen, later operates as the Tornado Twins much like Barry did as the Flash. In Central City, I’m assuming. There was some clashing with the Legion of Superheroes, basically the 31st century’s version of the Justice League, but whatever. Not really important to Bart’s existence.

Dawn Allen marries Jeven Ognats. They have a daughter named Jenni Ognats, who later joins the Legion of Superheroes as XS. Jenni is Bart’s cousin.

Don Allen marries Meloni Thawne, and that’s where this gets more complicated.

Meloni Thawne is the daughter of Earthgov President Thaddeus Thawne, who irrc is a direct descendant of Eobard Thawne. When President Thawne learned of this marriage, the dude’s pissed because the Thawne-Allen feud is still on in his mind. He disowns his daughter, indirectly has the Tornado Twins killed via Dominators, and then kidnaps Bart.

Idk where Barry is in all this, maybe he went into the Speedforce and just chilled there through all this?

Now Bart had this hyper-accelerated aging thing going on as a side effect of being born a speedster (I think). Like nearly a teen by two yrs I think. Thawne grandfather stuck him in this VR so he can grow up “normally”, intending to make him a living weapon against the Flashfam. I’m pretty sure Meloni was locked up or something during that period of time too? Otherwise she would’ve done something about this.

Iris kidnaps Bart, and takes him to the 21st century via the Flash Museum’s Cosmic Treadmill (how they used that idk), hoping that Bart would have Wally West as a mentor. Instead, Wally ditches him to Max Mercury to be trained, and it plays on his low self esteem. Wally was pretty mean to him at some times, like when he gets recruited for the Teen Titans as Kid Flash.

But, hey, Wally did run him around the world fast enough to fix his accelerated aging problem.

Anyways, he gets some visits from his other cousin, Jenni, and his mom in the Impulse 1995 series, which was so fun to read. It was so cool to read them talking to each other in Interlac he Max being all confused.

This all makes me wonder: was Meloni ever Don’s lightning rod? As to Iris is Barry’s lightning rod?

[evanorbat]

Ok so idk how I came up with this but you guys know how most dp x dc Aus go so what if Danny just outright didn’t know the justice leads existed.

Like if he heard of them from Tucker or Sam he just thinks that their from some superhero movie and we can and to the funny but by having Amity in a full on media black out that Danny lifts (he got baking lessons from Technus and Tucker) because when he found out and ask Tucker to do it he just said that he didn’t think it would be ok to do it so imagine the out right shock of having the Justice League start to investigate Amity.

So on the Justice Leagues side of things they just chilling over at the watch tower only to aficiona alarm to start ringing and when they check what it is they’re staring at the computer for full on minutes processing that they missed a full media black out on one town and Constantine or Zatanna idk who you decide take one look at the screen with the articles on ghosts and start to immediately gather stuff to got there.

So know like an a third of the Justice League is over at Amity investigating everything and when Danny sees them he just goes up to them and says “cool cosplay dudes but there aren’t any conversations soon” and everyone who herd that just fucking states at him like for a solid minute and then just someone idk who maybe superman just asks “do you know who we are?” And Danny just stares at him for a solid 10 seconds and goes “I don’t recognise your character and I’m guessing your from a superhero movie but I don’t watch those so no I don’t really but you do fit the description my friend Tucker gave me on that guy from that movie what was it called again I think it was The Justice League” and everyone just fucking states at him and then someone on the background that overheard the conversation just shouts “IS THAT WHY YOU NEVER TALKED ABOUT THEM!?” and he just turns around and with a look of completar confusion on his face and everyone is just staring at who they think is the most innocent person to exist.

So now we have a JL trying to tell Danny that they’re actual superheroes and Danny’s over there like the most confused person in the world just staring at them while they explain and he’s just internally freaking out cause he did know there where more superheroes and thought that he was alone in this.

This could be so much funnier with it being a demon twins AU or just an AU where he trained with the league of assassins for some time before coming to amity and I just showed that the Justice League is an actual thing because he just thought they were something that Ra’s made up to make his behaviour seem like it was actually for supervillain reasons to keep Danny and Damian from leaving him instead of it actually all being true.

And if we go from that rout and then add Damian and Danny keeping in contact after they separated we have a Danny who think that the only superhero’s to ever exist are the Batfam and now imagine if Damian was there and just goes up to him and straight up punches him and then hugs him mumbling how much of a ducking idiot Danny is and everyone around them is like confused as fuck about this whole interaction because it’s well damian and it’s just a whole bunch of superheroes being confused and almost all of the people overhearing and wanting to do the same thing Damian did because Danny’s a fucking idiot.

If you don’t like it with Danny then imagine it after a fight with one of his rouges Danny as phantom just doesn’t recognise any of them except for the Batfam because of the same reasons as the demon twin AU thing and Damian recognises him even as a ghost just looking at him and the same punch and hug thing happens but now we have an angry Damian just berating Danny on how much of an. airhead he is and it goes on for like an hour with the JL just rebooting on the background and Constantine and Zatanna just running around the whole town looking for the source of the ghost problem.

[marshmallowcat666]

Oooo you mentioned something about one off aus in your tags? What are some of your favourites you've made?

:OOOOOOOOO woah did not expect any asks, tytyty for your interest!

Hmmmmm favorites, I’ve made a lot for tsams in past tho I dunno if you’d be interested in those, right now I have a couple jrwi aus I’ve been thinking about a lot. I can’t believe I haven’t actually posted anything about them but if you’d be interested in hearing me ramble;

I’ve got two bigger ones that I’ve slowly been working on, one I call “he drowned the world” and it’s an au where Gillion, way before the events in riptide, did a big thing and the ocean rose up and flooded the entire world. The people still alive made big ol’ floating cities like boats on the ocean. I thought the idea of the whole land, sea, one will overtake the other prophecy stuff would be interesting to explore. I plotted a mini story in the universe though it still needs lots of plot working before I could ever write and post the actual thing.

The current version has Chip meeting Gillion in a above water prison (I need to figure out a solid reason why he’s there) and then freeing him and sailing on a little mini adventure. There were older versions where Chip was in an underwater air city and Gillion was a royal of some kind but I changed it for various reasons.

I have some designs I drew of Gillion in some outfits for the au, more for the old version but could work with the new;

The other biggish story was one branching off a superhero au I drafted, where Chip, Gillion, and Jay are superheroes and Niklaus is a big supervillain. The branching story was instead of Albatrio being superheroes I made them kids and decided let’s give them to Niklaus and mess around with that. Currently I’m calling it “my villainous children”.

I’ve got some fun plot points thought up with like Chip falling for a hero in training and wanting to play hero to get closer to him and Gillion discovering an interest in heroism himself, with both of them trying to hide it from Nik since Niklaus expects them to become supervillains like him or civilians at least.

Art wise here’s An old design for normal superhero Gill plus a Jay design I had sitting in my drafts for some reason (looks finished idk why I never saved it but I didn’t);

Thinking about it these sound like big projects but they’re very unfinished. they’re cool ideas that I’d love to explore with time, but very likely i’ll lose interest before then, which is why I put these in one off catagory. More accurately one offs I have these guys just singular characters, like I made a design for a vampire Chip, a Vampire hunter Gillion, an Emo Gillion, and a triton Pretzel which I never posted;

None of them have major stories but little ideas that run around in my head occasionally. Honestly I just really enjoy the process of making designs.

Gonna cut myself off here as I’ve run out of major things, Ty again for the ask you’ve absolutely made my day :)))))))

[spider-man-199999]

Web love || Spider-Man 4

Summary: Spider-Man saved you that one time when you needed him and now he comes and checks up on you every single day. 

Author's note: I'm honestly so demotivated to write this part since the whole series flopped and idk why

previously on web love: part 1 part2  part 3 

this pic is a representation of how Peter feels about his mixed feeling in this fic 

      "...Life often times opens doors we never really expected to ever be open. And often times these new opportunities lead us to experiencing things we never have dreamed of. And these experiences shape us into the person we become. But sometimes the person we see in the mirror is not the person we want to be. Taking particular roles in life bring us misery, especially when we are not mentally prepared to meet other's expectations for this "social role". And now that we have grown up, we have gone this far, who do we owe it to? When you look back on your life you realize that it's not the groundbreaking turning point that has made us who we are but it was the little everyday things like meeting someone new, doing things you have never done before and generally having the courage to put yourself out there in the world are actually the things that really change us. Those are the things that speak for us the loudest in society and those are the things to which I owe who I am now." Peter's voice rang in the classroom as he read his English essay, his palms sweaty and his cheeks rosy. After he finished his speech the teacher thanked him and told him to sit down and as he walked down to this seat he flipped Ned off, who was filming him with his phone the whole time. 

"What are you doing, nuthead?" Peter whispered to him 

"I'm going to send this to Y/N, she helped you write that and wanted me to tell her how it went. But we live in the 21st century so I thought it would be better to show her instead''

"Sure, fine, even though I probably look like a dumbass-" he started saying as the teacher shushed them. Peter shook his head, getting a text from you. 

Killsforpills: So, I heard the reading went well.

Spywalker: Not bad, not bad 

Killsforpills: PUBG after school?

Spywalker: I have work

Killsforpills: Ok, I'll be playing if you decide to join at some point

After the last time Spider-man had come to visit he had vanished once again. You would spend most of your free time just playing videogames and doing school work. Keeping your thoughts occupied was the best way for your to not go insane after everything. Deadpool stopped showing up as well, which left you thinking that maybe this insanity was finally over for good. Maybe it was time to turn the page and try to find a boyfriend or something. Everyone around seemed occupied with someone else, Peter and MJ, Ned and some girl from their school. You felt left out, crying yourself to sleep more times than you would wish for. 

                                                             **

Spidey, of course, was not happy about the fact either. He would always check up on you when he could, come see you as much as possible. The issue was that he felt like he had made a really big mess when he visited the last time. He was feeling like a hot mess as well, all these things happening to him. The pressure of being Spider-man, the guilt of lying to MJ about his feelings, the pain from seeing you hurt. It was all piling up, making him slowly lose his mind in all the stress. He would get injure more often than before, do worse on his test. He even seemed to space out often enough to make Ned and MJ worried about him. He would brush it off and tell them not to pay him attention ‘’it’s just superhero things’’ he would say and put on a fake smile for them. It got to the point where Ned had to call and make you try and get something out of him 

“You have to call him and make him play a game together! Please, he refuses to talk to us! We need you to find something out....’‘ Ned whined through the phone, convincing you to help him.

“I don’t mean to be rude but why don’t you ask MJ? She’s his girlfriend, surely she’ll get more out of him than me.”

“We tried everything, you’re our last hope! Maybe he needs someone he doesn’t see every single day to open up to! Just try, ok?’‘ 

‘‘Ok, fine, I’ll try’‘ You agreed with a sigh escaping your lips. 

The ringing sound was filling your ear as you had already dialed Peter, trying to reach him. After a few rings you gave up on the call, throwing your phone on the bed behind you and messaging Ned. 

Killsforpills: He’s not picking up

Iamfriendswithsidey: Call him again. PLEASE

Killsforpills: Surely he would have picked up if he wanted to talk, maybe he’s busy.

You heard the vibrations from behind you, turning to see Peter calling you. Rushing to pick up you stumbled in the bed, groaning as you hit your leg and rolled on the bed, picking up.

‘‘Hey, you called’‘ You barely heard the boy’s voice from what seemed like wind 

‘‘Yeah, I was wondering if you wanted to play some Minecraft, ouch’‘

“What’s wrong?’‘

‘‘Fuck, um nothing, I hit my leg in the bed and it’s bleeding’‘ 

‘‘I’ll be over in a bit’‘ 

‘‘Wait, I....’‘ he had already hung up. 

You felt kind of bad, maybe he thought it was a serious injury and that’s why he was rushing over but in reality it was just a scratch and he was going to go out of his way for nothing. After what seemed an eternity you heard the doorbell, walking over to open the door. Peter walked in with a worried expression on his face, scanning you to see where the injury was.

‘‘What happened? Are you alright?” He asked as he threw his bag on the couch and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the bathroom.

‘‘Peter, it’s literally just a scratch, you shouldn’t have walked all the way here! I can take care of that’‘ 

He didn’t even bother to listen to you, sitting you down on the edge of the tub and looking through the cabinet for rubbing alcohol and bandages. 

‘‘It’s going to sting’‘ He said in a serious tone, cleaning the wound. 

‘‘You don’t need to do this for just a scratch’‘

He looked up, his gaze piercing right through your body, making you shiver. 

‘‘You’ve done it too many times for me’‘

‘‘I haven’t?”

‘‘I mean you would have done it for me too’‘ he said suddenly embarrassed, placing a plaster on the scratch and getting up. 

‘‘Hey, what’s with your hands?’‘ His hands were all covered in plaster and bandage

‘‘It’s nothing, work stuff’‘ 

‘‘Peter, I’m serious, what’s going on? Ned and MJ are very worried about you, you cut me off every time I try to spend time with you, what’s wrong? You know you can tell me. You’ve been acting kind of odd lately.’‘ 

He looked up, one eye squinting lightly because of the light above you. He put on a fake smile, packing the things he used back. 

‘‘I really do think it would be best for you if you didn’t know’‘ he said softly and got up, walking out of the bathroom and sitting on the kitchen counter (like Spider-man used to do every time he would hag out), grabbing a glass and pouring himself a glass of orange juice. Everything felt oddly familiar when you saw he scene. The way his legs hung, the way he threw his head back as he drank, his jawline. Even the way he wiped his mouth with his sleeve sparked some weird sensation in your chest. You tried to brush it off, trying not to think about it and sat down on the couch, turning the tv on. You two spent the evening playing Minecraft together but by the time Peter had to go it felt like you made little to no progress with him. I guess talking about feelings was not his thing. 

                                                              ***

After Peter left your apartment that night, you couldn’t sleep well. After hours of spinning and tossing around in your bed, all the memories of Spider-Man kept rushing through your head, his voice, the way he talked, the way he moved, everything was adding up in your head, it felt like you were about to explode. You never really spent much time with Peter, especially alone, so you never really had a close observation on his behaviour. Yet, somehow, everything clicked. The clock was striking 2 am when you decided maybe it was finally time to confront the situation. Your feelings were getting caught up in the mix as well, making it even worse. It really did feel like your head was spinning, you couldn’t breathe well, your heart was beating so fast it was going to explode just like your head. A panic attack? You’d didn’t know what to do. The only person you knew you need to talk to was Peter. So, almost on impulse, you picked up your phone and dialled his number. You heard the dial in your ear, it was so loud you had to pull the phone slightly away form your face. Just as you did that, the dial stopped and you heard a faint voice from the small device.

“Hello?”

Your breathing got heavier, your heart started beating faster and the room really started spinning.

“Hello? Y/N, are you alright?” The words echoed in the room, a bit more clear this time, you felt tears rolling down your cheeks.

“N-no” you managed to whisper through heavy breaths

“Where are you?” Peter asked, starting to panic himself, which made you more worried.

“Home” you said softly, breaking down in a cry at this point

“Okay, listen to me. I want you to breathe slowly, follow my lead” he told you, voice still panicked as he started taking deep breaths, listening closely to you as you started copying him. “I’m on my way to you, okay? Just keep breathing”

“I’m so sorry” you muffled out, through soft cries, handing up form the panic and breaking down. You didn’t expect to have a panic attack when you called him, or for it to get worse when you did. You didn’t expect him to actually come around, but he did, at 2:30 am, he was knocking on your door.

You had managed to calm down a bit at that point, opening the door a bit hesitantly. His heart shattered when he saw you like that, immediately hugging you and closing the door behind him.

“What’s wrong? What happened? How can I help?” He asked as he held you close, his scent filled your nostrils and eased your nerves a little bit. You could hear his heartbeat. Why was it so fast? Was was this so scary?

“I want you to be honest with me.” You said against his chest, pulling away shortly after so you could look at his face. “Are you… God this sounds so crazy, I promise I’m not crazy! Are you Spider-Man?”

The words spilled out and it suddenly became silent. Peter let go of you, hands going through his hair as he nervously paced around. He didn’t really manage to put a much of an outfit, he was in sweatpants and a loose white T-shirt that moved up with the motion of his hands and exposed his lower stomach. He seemed like he was having a crisis, walking around, squatting down. He looked very nervous and overwhelmed. Was he the one having a panic attack now? The boy stared at the floor, his hair was all messed up, remaining squat down as he exhaled heavily.

“How… did you find out?” He asked coldly, not looking at you.

                                                              ***

Iamfriendswithspidey: Did you talk to Peter?

The messaged popped up on your screen as you were in the middle of a fight with Peter. You both looked at the phone that was on the couch, the screen showing 3:45 am. Shit, you had been arguing for more than an hour now. The nervous pacing continued for a while from both of you, but the tiredness and the emotional drain was so bad it made you sit down, him on the counter and you on the backrest of the couch, looking at him.

"What did you tell him?" Peter asked, feeling defeated already

"Nothing at all, he asked me to check up on you because you were acting weird and distant. Never got to the point of figuting out what was wrong with you." You replied, voice filled with anger and sadness. The text message was followed by a call, with both of you staing at the screen as it rang, so you could gather your thoughts.

"So..." You broke the silence after Ned gave up "We're set on how you became Spider-man... Care to explain everything else?" You crossed your hands in front of your chest.

"I-" he started, looking down at his lap almost like he was building up the courage. "Well... you see... I don't even know how to explain something I don't understand myself"

"You can try, becuase I'm dying to know why you would do something like this"

"What did I do exactly?"

"Peter...What didn't you do?" You said in frustration, getting up and pacing around again "You would come here, spend time with me for a month straight, every fucking day. You would make me laugh and comfort me and get to know me and all of that bullshit and then leave like it meant nothing! Did it really mean nothing to you?''

"Of course it meant something!'' he jumped off the counter catching up to you to grab your arm "I wouldn't have done any of this if you meant less. I overstepped all of my boundries to be here with you.''

You looked at him, tears starting to stream down your face.

"So you could abandon me? Like you didn't care? Like I was nothing? I spent weeks crying, trying to figure out what I did wrong to push you away" You pulled away from his grip, breaking down in front of him. You could see his emotions getting the better of him as well, his breathing rapid and sharp, his fist clenching.

"You thought it was easy for me too?" He asked, anger bubbling up in his chest. "To have so many people dependent on you? To be constantly scared that the people you care most about could end up hurt because of you?"

"So you thought disappearing on them would make it all better?"

"No, not at all" He let out a sigh, looking down at his lap again. "It just got so complicated, the more I came over, the closer we got and then I just-" He looked back up, looking at your teary eyes "I couldn't help it, I really couldn't, we clicked so well and it was so easy with you and I... I just fell for you, so hard, I was terrified, I couldn't tell you as Spider-Man, I couldn't tell you I was Spider-Man... I had to find some other solution"

"You know what the worst part about this is" you said between sobs "It's that I feel in love with you too''.

He pulled you in after that, hugging you tightly. You tried pushing him but he was much stronger. You cried into his chest, gripping his shirt. He didn't say anything, hot tears streaming down his cheeks as he rested his chin on top of your head.

"Stop" you begged him "Please stop doing this, now that I know it's you, it hurts even worse"

"Why?" He asked, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible

"Because you're dating someone else" you said, helplessly hitting his chest with your fist, trying to make him let go. "Please let me go, I can't do this"

"I'm not letting you go" He shook his head, kissing your forehead "I'm never letting you go, I'm sorry for everything, if I were more of a man, none of this would have happened''

You continued helplessly hitting him, crying in his arms. He hugged you tighter, crying into your hair.

"I would understand if you never want to see me again" he whispered.

"I don't hate you, Peter'' you whispered back. "I just need some time to process all of this"

[sambambucky]

writing pattern tag!

Rules: Share the opening of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

😇 'ello and thank you for tagging me @crepuscularqueens !!! idk who is still doing these, bt i'll never be annoyed over getting tagged

to be good for you (would be the end of me)

Three superheroes, a dozen Shield agents, a deacon, and a self-proclaimed witch all leave the conference room while Steve stays in his chair, stewing.

too many white lies (and white lines)

Sam’s kissed a lot of people, but Bucky’s tongue in his mouth is a revelation. It’s been forever since he’s wanted to kiss someone like this, aimless and idle. Exploring for the hell of it, pressing into all the little places that make him gasp and moan, just because he wants to, because he can. 

a fair day's work

Sam zones out as Walker talks, trying to identify the smudges on the plexiglass between them. There’s a greasy quality to them, but the shape and position don’t make any sense if they’re just fingerprints.

sorta weird, kinda nice

This mission is a weird one.

the sum of every moment

For most of Sam’s life, it seemed like the only person to ever leave Delacroix was his brother, Gideon. And like the rest of his family, Sam couldn’t understand why anyone would want to abandon everyone to go somewhere and be lonely. Why would anyone leave the state and everything they knew just for something as boring as a job?

the impossible weight of maybe

“Settle a bet for me, will ya big guy?”

what're you gonna do, put me in time out?

Bucky tracks Peter’s loop around the crowded gymnasium, and decides to leave him his space for now. The six-year-old is running around in a broad figure eight, an elaborate paper airplane held proud and high above his head. Bucky can’t help the grin that settles onto his face, but he can keep his arms crossed and one foot propped up against the wall he’s been leaning against.

i'm only trying to get you home

Sam’s birthday party starts in a handful of hours and Bucky’s completely failed at getting him a present — hasn’t even picked up a card. He’s been stressing for over a week, and now he’s absolutely run out of time to do anything special.

we won't look too closely

Sam finally catches his breath from laughing. When his breath settles into something manageable, he shares a winded smile with Bucky on the other side of the jacuzzi.

patterns of recognition

The Asset is assigned a new mission. The files outline all relevant details and compulsory results.

okok... patterns....... i'm seeing commas, so many commas, i love you commas,,, also idk i love just dropping in. theres that old post about how fan fic is so fun because you dont have to do as much worldbuilding or character explaining and i think about that all the time and i think that shows in these openings

tagggginggggg........ @writerkenna, @questinwitchface, who else... is... if you want to be tagged babey youre tagged!

[whimsy-of-the-stars]

whimsy-of-the-stars: a writeblr re-re-intro!

hey guys, it’s been a minute! I’m whimsy-of-the-stars, and since my main projects have kinda shifted around, I thought it would be a good time to update my intro! ngl it’s a pretty inopportune time to do a re-intro, since I’m close to the end of one draft and planning two more… it’s just overdue!

some info about me:

I’m gonna start college in the fall majoring in English with a concentration in Creative Writing! :D

learning languages is a passion of mine! I’m focusing on Spanish right now but I’ve dabbled in both Esperanto and Toki Pona (yeah I’m a nerd!)

I’m a video essay enjoyer and possibly maker, eventually

fiction podcasts and actual plays slap???

I have “I want to do too many things” disease and want to try making stories in many different mediums!

ttrpgs are really cool but I have yet to play them with other people! does that stop me from trying to make games… no

elements I like to write: Found family! Chosen ones (+ the subversion of)! Big Emotion™️! Organized crime (idk why it doesn’t leave me alone)! Gay people, of course!

genres I like to write (YA and middle grade): high fantasy, low fantasy, different -punk stuff, sci fi maybe, superheroes, fairy-tale esque, romance, coming of age

I also write poetry! You can find it in this tag: whimsy of the poetry

ALSO, I did DraftDash in January 2024, which was fun but I did end up petering out halfway thru. Follow my journey in the tag draftdash!

ok, now onto wips!

I am in a weird stage with a lot of my wips, but a re-intro was overdue so I decided to do it anyway!

wips I am currently writing:

apocalypse story!

status: first draft, 24k (almost done with part 1)

the basics: mg/ya apocalyptic + queer ?coming of age? story and its sequel, except they’re both short so they’re melded into one two-part book! it’s told thru diary entries with lots of extra ephemera glued in! part 1 of 2 is ALMOST done but I’m not inspired to finish it rn! ! I’m not gonna continue with part 2 right after, though, since I still need to plan it!

summary: stressed-out eighth/grader Allison goes to her old hideout in the forest to decompress, but one thing leads to another and she can’t find her way back home. the forest is seemingly ever-expanding, ever-changing, and even when she finds her friends who’ve come to rescue her, they still have to face the actual, real life botanical apocalypse that’s becoming more and more of an issue for the outside world. can they find their way home alive and well? and if they do get home, what will their home city even look like?

extras: fun fact I started this in April 2023 for camp nano and it has taken me this long to write the next 10k words! Also the main character is a bit of a self-insert, but of the person I was in lockdown in 2020!

um. That’s it for wips I’m currently writing rn lol

wips I am “revitalizing”:

(aka taking old drafts/concepts and turning them nice and new!)

Both of these have existed in different-ish iterations for years, however I am currently in the weird process of developing both of these into all-new things from an existing groundwork! Neither of them currently have “statuses” because it’s hard to explain where exactly I am right now!

heist story!

the basics: ya fantasy heist novel (maybe eventually a trilogy?) set in a faerie world that rapidly advanced not too long ago into a dieselpunk/decopunk society rife with corruption and crime!

summary: Logical and inquisitive teen Calliope is relatively normal. Her offbeat parents, however, have raised her in a house full of strange curios and old tomes of faery stories. But only when she starts to exhibit unwieldy shadow magic, and her parents invite a prim woman she’s never met before into their home do things really start to get strange. The woman whisks Calliope away through one of the aforementioned curios to a noir hubworld where ancient faerie bloodlines and newfangled magitech collide. Why? To take part in a high-stakes heist with a surprising trio of other teens who want nothing more than to take down the crime boss who runs their town.

extras: this one’s a weird one imo. it’s one of the oldest wips that I am still working on, tho this one had a break of about 3 years!!! also I originally wrote it in hot pink comic sans XD

new superhero story!

(I am also revitalizing this one, but it’s in a way less put-together state! not much to say yet lol!) (also it’s not very new I just call it that)

it’s a ya superhero thing that features teenage (often queer) antiheroes trying to balance their heroic + civilian identities!

featuring: the shittiest entertainment/hero management company you’ve ever seen, shared trauma, gray morality, two different rock bands, and heroes that are at once government agents, influencers, and corporate concoctions!

considering making a “help me name my characters” post because i desperately have to name/rename like 3/4 of all of these characters!!!

more ideas I have bouncing around:

(lightning round!)

old ya romance wip i need to revitalize about two teens enter a competition to make a demo album and end up falling in love in the process (also they’re lesbians XD)

offbeat, ya supernatural + historical fantasy about a girl university student who is buried alive, and upon getting rescued, starts to transform into a strange underworld creature. also features a cute gravedigger :D

a musical about standardized testing (yeah lol) that’s goofy and queer and explores how seniors + juniors are so freaking stressed out all the time lol

that’s all folks! :D

[bugmin]

i'm not gonna lie i didn't bother watching mid 90s until my brother made me coz i thought it was gonna be some plotless indie movie abt nothing which it kinda was but erm. okay. that was incredibly heartbreaking. i am so sad for that child. first of all, look how fucking small he is 😭😭😭

this shot made me so sick to my stomach solely bcoz of the size comparison. THATS A BABYYYYYY 😭😭😭 and the ending?? i literally thought it was just beginning to wrap up and then the credits roll. i said "that's it?!" idk i did not feel more 'at peace' or w/e abt the trauma stevie experienced . dont get me wrong it's not a bad movie like the soundtrack was banger after banger i'm just ...ALSO did fuckshit not get arrested??? he was driving while severely intoxicated and crashed w multiple ppl involved including a very young minor child. why is he not in jail??? if i was stevie's mama he'd be hanged drawn and quartered in the town square ☝️😭 expeditiously i say. how DARE yall put my child in that situation. ANY of those situations!!! but stevie's mama didn't seem very engaged w her children's lives in the first place ... couldn't have been me tho. but yeah as for the ending in general i thought it was gonna have a stronger conclusion as to like... how easily children get taken advantage of and led down dangerous/difficult paths especially if they have a poor home life/support system, and maybe how just one kind, attentive person (i.e ray) can save a life in ways that doesnt necessarily require any superhero acts. the scene of stevie and ray in the shop while ray is setting up his new skateboard ? oh my god. so endearing. so comforting. i wanted more scenes like that but instead at the end im left wondering?? is stevie ever gonna learn to cope with intense emotions in ways that dont evoke self harm? was he truly inspired by rays ambition and drive and decided to follow in his steps rather than fuckshit for whom it is astoundingly unclear if he was punished literally or narratively and learned from his mistakes? not to mention the statutory rape that occured at the party was never actually condemned iirc aside from the fleeting 3 seconds of outrage from the mother but i get it cld be somewhat of a testament to how poorly understood male sexual abuse/assault is and was at the time. but fuckshit and his drunk driving that almost killed stevie? i dont get that. why was there no outrage or condemnation coz upon seeing fuckshit and the others in the hospital waiting room the mother seems to forgive them instantly. huh?! that easily?! and the orange juice from the brother? im sawry but go fuck urself.. that is not redemption enough for me to be like "oh yay you'll definitely stop abusing him now" coz in my experience with abuse, the anger and hostility eventually rears its ugly head back around even if they're genuinely remorseful bc the root of the issue has not been addressed. and maybe the ending was trying to say smth abt stevie falling in love with idealization and the sense of camaraderie he found with these other skaters despite the slippery slope that is gaining validation/acceptance at any and all costs. but that commentary seemed to vanish in the hospital coz what i kinda got was "yeah but this shit is still dope asf" ?? like sure but i dont think we were arguing that. skateboarding could be and is a really great outlet for stevie but i just dont feel that satisfied w the ending. is his mother gonna be more engaged in his life? is that jackass brother actually gonna change his ways so he can start protecting and nurturing stevie like he should rather than bullying and assaulting him? even so, why must it take a near death experience when all stevie has done is crave his love? ugh. just breaks my heart. and did fuckshit even have a wakeup call? does stevie fully understand that violence is not inherent to him? idk. i think it really needed another 15 minutes but, hey, LA in a pretty filter. whats not to love

[igotthisaccountunderduress]

ok you said you wanted to be proven wrong so i will do my best...

Not offing the Joker:

After Jason died, Bruce set out to kill Joker. like once and for all, really seriously kill him, even though both supes and the us government were telling him not to. and he tried, but ofc joker's body was never found.

B has also doesn't mind leaving joker to die. for example, in Joker War, harley made batman choose between saving her or the joker. and he left the joker to explode.

As well, idk if this is main canon, but Bruce once said that the reason he doesn't kill the joker is bc he's afraid Gotham, the cursed city that it is, will send something worse.

also why would batman have to do it?? he's not responsible for the joker. there are twenty other superheroes in gotham that could quite easily kill him and have motives to do so.

other people have in fact tried. dick, babs, jason...

and not leaving him offed? i think he only resuscitated the joker once, when dick killed him. i don't remember why he did that, but i would imagine he doesn't want dick living with that guilt. even the bit of guilt dick did have sent him into deep depression.

making himself a litetal and actual target and a draw for crime and violence:

if he's a target, then that keeps the citizens safer.

As for him attracting crime, i don't believe he does. imagine you're looking to get into crime, and you have to decide which city to do it in. why on earth would you choose gotham, the cesspool with two dozen cryptid vigilantes??

as for the unusual and not-right-in-the-head criminals, they would be doing crime with or without batman. for instance, it's not that the joker only exists bc of batman, it's that he was looking for something to obsess over and found B. he easily could have latched on to anything else, B just happened to be there.

those close to him who become involved:

they did all choose to become involved. some weren't even children when they made that choice (kate, barbara, alfred, cass, jim). also not being involved has never meant they were safer. barbara actually quit being batgirl a few years before tkj. she was just living a normal life going to college, and that didn't make her any safer than being a vigilante. her being assaulted had absolutely nothing to do with her connection to batman, she could have never met him and it would have played out the same.

Also! What would you have Bruce Wayne do instead to help Gotham?

Donate to charities? he already does that excessively. Get into politics? when he became batman the politicians were all corrupt and criminal, there would have been no point in trying. Join the police force? same issue as politics. Become a doctor? that would be treating the symptoms of the city's problem, not the root issue.

Ofc, the details depend on the canon you read and accept. but ultimately, batman is trying to help people. he may not be good at it, but he isn't ever trying to hurt the people of gotham like the villains do.

The Batman makes Gotham a less safe city simply be existing within it and I want to be proven wrong. I NEED to be wrong - I beg you to try.

My arguments include: Not offing the Joker (or LEAVEING HIM OFFED for that matter) along with making himself a litetal and actual target and a draw for crime and violence, this includes those close to him who become involved (those who often see much more of the consequences than he does) ((and yes I know most of the bat vigilante squad wanted to be there, but they were kids. The adult is being called into question here))

Admitted Counter Points include his good intentions and his honest code, along with his undeniable honor and respect for life

However ... isn't he a little bit the villain? Anyways, here lies the ramblings of a lunatic

[wandaromanova]

Believer

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: swearing, gaslighting

A/N: hello! i can’t even remember the last time i wrote an angst piece. so, if this isn’t the greatest, that’s why haha. happy reading <3

anons requested : Hiiii, I saw that u need some wanda/nat angst fic requests. Could you do one where nat is just so emotionally detached from reader in their relationship and one day nat just blows up at reader and ends it, and then reader moves on w someone?// love ur fics btw, u make good ones💕 + i see you’re writing again 😏 angsty requests??? I don’t mind how about one with nat idk make me sob. “Everything is temporary, this was merely one of those things." And maybe this too- “We can start over. I'll do anything, everything can be perfect. Just please don't leave me." just an idea hope all is well! :))

Summary: An adversary of love becomes an ally.

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They say that in the face of conflict and danger, love will always prevail. The general population perceives love as a consistent and unsurmountable force, but that’s far from the truth. In reality, it's an unpredictable path full of twists and turns, with no indication of where it will lead you next.

It’s a gamble; love. You either put in everything you have or nothing at all. However, both options come with risk and lack the safety net of certainty.

If you put all your time and effort into someone, will it be a waste of time? Or could it blossom into a beautiful relationship? If you do nothing, will you regret not taking the chance whilst it presented itself to you? Could you have lost out on the love of your life?

For her entire life, Natasha Romanoff hadn’t so much as entertained the idea of love. She thought it was a ridiculous, unrealistic sentiment that lost souls conjured up to help them sleep better at night. 

The idea that there exists one person who was perfectly made for them, the love they haven’t met yet; that’s one thought that could get someone through the agonizingly slow days.

To Natasha, however, love only existed in movies and books, forms of art that specialized in transporting audiences to improbable realities.

Natasha would laugh at herself at times. She lived in a world of superheroes, magic, and Gods. Hell, she got emails from a talking raccoon from space whose best friend was a talking tree. 

And yet, she never believed in love, that was until she met the one person who turned her world upside down; Y/N L/N.

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You were a college student with a part-time barista job at a tiny coffee shop located directly across from the Avengers Tower. The place was always packed, customers pouring in and lingering for hours in hopes of seeing one of the earth’s mightiest heroes. 

The majority chose to sit at the small tables outside, looking toward the sky to see if they could catch a glimpse of Iron-Man soaring through the sky or Thor flying with his hammer in hand.

Others would decided to lounge inside of the small shop, trying to be “different” from the rest in the event that one of the superheroes would walk in. They believed that if they didn’t react, it would increase their chances of being noticed.

As someone who’s worked there for over a year now, you knew that none of the heroes had ever stepped foot in the shop. Of course, you weren’t allowed to say that out loud. The close proximity to the Tower and the slim chance of an Avenger spotting was what kept the business alive. It’s what made your paycheck, after all. 

But, to your disbelief, an Avenger decided to visit the shop one day and changed your life forever. 

It was a normal day, the bustling of customers and the sound of multiple blenders resounded throughout the small space as you hurriedly poured a caramel frappuccino into a cup.

You quickly handed the drink to its owner and moved toward the register to help the next person in line with a faux happy expression and slightly exaggerated ‘customer service’ tone. 

“Hi! Welcome to Manhattan Mocha: where your satisfaction is our quota. How can I help ya?”

You internally rolled your eyes at the corny line you were required to recite to every customer you dealt with. However, your eyes widened when you realized who was right in front of you; Natasha Romanoff. 

The redhead smirked slightly, at what? You didn’t know. You didn’t have time to ponder the answer as the woman in front of you spoke. “I’ll have a plain black coffee, venti,” You were thrown off by her voice, the raspiness of it immediately making itself known to you.

It took you a second to gather yourself, determined to be professional for the duration of the simple, yet unbelievable interaction. “One venti black coffee. Under what name?” You grabbed a plastic cup and marker, preparing to write on it. 

There was a momentary pause and you looked up at the redhead expectantly. She stared at you with an amused, toothless smile on her face. “Natasha.” She finally replied and you scribbled her order and name onto the cup, swiftly handing it to one of your coworkers.

Your attention returned to Natasha as she paid for her drink. You were proud of yourself for not completely making a fool out of yourself, but that changed sooner than you’d have liked.

“Thank you… Y/N.” She nodded curtly, and you were unable to hide your confusion. “How do you know my name?” You asked dumbly, which in you’d admit, wasn’t your brightest moment. 

“It’s on your nametag.” The redhead chuckled quietly and you looked down at your shirt, eyes landing on the tag pinned to the clothing with your name in bold.

Luckily, your coworker finished with her order, handing the full cup of coffee to you, before you had the chance to embarrass yourself further. 

“Right! I’m sorry. Thank you, please come again!” You blushed profusely, the embarrassment practically radiating off of you.

“Oh. I definitely will.” Natasha gave you one last friendly smile as she took the cup out of your hand, walking out quickly to avoid being bombarded by the many customers who were eyeing her.

While you were freaking out over how you singlehandedly humiliated yourself in front of Natasha Romanoff, the redhead couldn’t get you out of her mind after the exchange. 

There was something magnetic about you. Natasha couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was that pulled her in. Maybe it was your bright Y/E/C eyes, or your graceful softness, or maybe it was all of the above. 

The only thing the redhead knew for sure was that she wanted to get to know you better, and so she did. 

She made it a point to grab a cup of coffee from your work every day she was able to. It took Natasha three days after she met you to return to the shop.

She would’ve gone the next day, but she was worried about coming on too strong… even if ordering coffee is completely normal. So, she finally gained courage and walked in her heart racing as she caught sight of you at the register. 

As soon as she got to the front of the line, she offered you a shy smile, accompanied by her utterance of, “You asked me to come again. So... here I am.”

As the weeks progressed, the assassin found ways to fit the quick coffee trips into her schedule. It wasn’t like the place was out of the way, it was literally across the street.

She looked forward to seeing you at the shop every day, which made the days she couldn’t go, unbearable. But on the bright side, she picked up on small details about you, over time. 

Your favorite color was baby blue, seeing as you discreetly incorporated the color into your outfits each day. Whenever you got nervous, you’d bite your lip and tap your index finger rhythmically against the marble countertop.

She couldn’t help but smile when your nervous habit would make an appearance each time she approached you, a telltale sign that you were just as anxious as she was to be in each other’s presence.

It took four months for Natasha to finally ask you out on a date, and of course, you said yes. Everything went incredible, and one date led to many more.

The more time you spent with Natasha, the more your perception of her changed. This became even more apparent after the two of you became official, the seriousness of your relationship increasing. 

You ended up viewing the Russian in a different light than you previously had. Before, she was a sort of celebrity to you, one of the heroes on the news who saved New York City from an army of aliens.

But as the stolen moments and heartfelt conversations progressed, you realized just how real she was. She wasn’t the Black Widow, the Avenger, and superspy. 

She was just Natasha; your love, and you were hers.

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Out of the many adjectives used to describe Natasha, loyal reigned consistently.

In the face of danger, even as death looked her in the eyes, her devotion to her team and agency would never waver.

The redhead was a woman of her word and would remain true to her allegiances until the very end without fail.

She just wished more than anything, that she could say the same about her love and commitment to you. 

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Three Years Later

Your relationship with Natasha had been full of love and mutual understanding, until it wasn’t.

Natasha had been uncharacteristically absent. You would see less of her as the months passed by. Each time you’d propose some alone time together, your girlfriend would suddenly be needed on a week-long, no-contact mission.

Of course, you understood completely. Being a superhero wasn’t your typical job and there weren’t any rules to it. Inconvenient work calls came with the territory of Natasha’s profession, but her absence wouldn’t have stung so much if her presence hadn’t mirrored it.

When she actually showed up, you’d try to converse with the Russian throughout dinner, simple small talk. You’d ask about her day or if anything interesting happened at work, but you were met with an emotionless stare and monotonous hum.

She’d hear what you were saying, but she wasn’t listening to a single word you said. Eventually, you would give up and fall into an uncomfortable silence, the clatter of cutlery the only sound left to be heard.

You’d get into an empty bed at night, the hope of waking up to her beside you and the memory of her body pressed up against yours, being the only comfort to lull you to sleep when her embrace couldn’t.

However, when you’d wake, the scene would remain the same; smoothed over sheets as if no one had ever been there. The only indication that your girlfriend had ever shown up was the warmth of her body lingering against the linen.

You were going through an inner turmoil and so was Natasha, but for different reasons. While you tried to figure out how to remedy the remnants of your relationship, the redhead was trying to figure out how to love you again.

Unbeknownst to you, her change in attitude was a direct effect of the immense guilt she was battling.

Natasha couldn’t decipher the origin of her sudden change of feelings. She knew she loved you because she did… right? You were the love she never thought she deserved. Your mere presence used to bring her so much joy. Used to. So, what changed?

That was a question that the redhead asked herself every day, which she didn’t know the answer to.

Natasha wasn’t oblivious to the pain her actions, or lack thereof, had been causing you. It made her hate herself even more. How could she be loyal to everyone except the one person that mattered? How could so much love take an unwarranted leave of absence without reason?

Albeit, Nat tried extremely hard to focus on the things you’d say to her, but she simply couldn’t find it in herself, for the life of her, to care. Before, she hung onto every word you’d utter as if it were a sacred prayer, but now they were nothing but an unrelenting curse.

Your desperate attempts to restore the flame that died out were devastating. You’d reach for Natasha’s hand during movie nights at the Avengers Compound, which she only let you take because the two of you were surrounded by her teammates. Not that she’d ever tell you that, but she didn’t need to.

You knew.

After getting to know Natasha inside and out, you could spot her discomfort from a mile away. Her shoulders would tense the moment your skin meets hers, she’d stiffen and hold still, as if refraining from snatching her hand out of your grip. It reminded you of the early stages of your relationship.

Affection was a hard thing for Nat to get used to. The only form of contact she made with others was during missions, which were anything but gentle. All she knew about human touch was the damage it could cause. 

After being deprived of tenderness throughout her life, it took nearly a year for your girlfriend to get comfortable with the physical aspects of a relationship. 

It seemed as if with each step forward you took with Natasha, some invisible force pushed you back until your once loving relationship was nothing but a small silhouette in the distance.

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Newton’s third law of motion states that what goes up, must come down. As it turns out, relationships aren’t exempt from this theory. 

You’d experienced the highest of highs with Natasha. From the late-night marathons of your favorite tv show, cuddled into her side, to the kisses she’d place against every ounce of your face as she woke you in the early hours of the morning.

Dancing in the small kitchen of your quaint apartment, her firm arms wrapped securely around your waist. Afternoons spent under the beaming sun, laying on a soft blanket in the middle of a park while pointing out clouds shaped like animals. 

But, there were also many lows. Countless nights of worrying when your girlfriend was away on confidential missions, fearful that one day she wouldn’t return.

Petty arguments that were blown out of proportion, neither of you remembering why you started fighting in the first place. But you never considered those times your relationship’s lowest point.

Little did you know, rock bottom with Natasha would turn out to be your final moment with her.

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It was late into the night when Natasha waltzed into your apartment.

The assassin was caught off guard when she caught sight of your slumped-over form sitting on the couch expectantly. You were never up at this hour, seeing as you were always asleep before midnight. 

“You’re up late.” The redhead muttered out as she took off her shoes, relief washing over her as she freed herself from the constricting material. She made her way behind the couch where you sat, making a beeline for the bedroom.

However, she stopped in her tracks when you spoke.

“I have to be if I want to see my girlfriend for more than five minutes.” 

Natasha immediately picked up on your angry tone, her eyes hardening as she turned around, gaze set on the back of your head.

“Excuse me?” The redhead raised an eyebrow as you stood up, whipping around to face her. “Nat, I barely see you and when I do, it’s like you’re not even here.” You let out a sigh as your girlfriend glared at you.

“You know how busy I am. You should be grateful that I even make time for you.” You felt anger rise in your chest, staring at your girlfriend in disbelief. 

“I should be grateful you make time for me? I’m your girlfriend! Making time for me is the bare fucking minimum and you can’t even do that!”  You raised your voice, fingers running through your hair in frustration.

“I do make time for you. I’m here, aren’t I?” Natasha was annoyed, eyebrows scrunched together tightly, arms crossed over her chest.

“Yeah, you’re here, but you make me feel like you don’t want to be.” You murmured sadly, eyes glancing down to the couch that separated you from the redhead.

“I’m not making you feel that way. You’re making yourself feel that way.” Natasha grumbled out as she analyzed you, trying to figure out what you’re going to say next.

“Even if that were the case, you should be trying to make me feel better like you used to, not kicking me when I’m already down.”

An uncomfortable silence fell, the tension practically suffocating you both. You waited for a response from the redhead, deciding to speak when you were met with white noise.

“What’s going on, Nat? What changed?” You asked the question that had been haunting you since her change in behavior. However, you wish you never asked.

“I don’t love you anymore.” 

The air felt like it had been taken from your lungs, a pang of hurt taking over you as Natasha showed no emotion, her expression cold as ice.

“What?” It was the only thing you could say without breaking down, the disbelief and heartache written all over your face.

“Everything is temporary, this was merely one of those things." Natasha shrugged nonchalantly, no sign of care in the words she spoke.

“This? You mean the love and trust we spent three years building together? Was only temporary to you? You told me so many times that you wanted to be together until the end. Did you not mean that?”

Your voice cracked as you refrained from crying, although your watery eyes betrayed you.

“I did mean it, Y/N. This is the end.”

Each syllable she spoke pushed the dagger further into your heart, but you fought down the pain and tried to stop the bleeding.

 "We can start over. I'll do anything, everything can be perfect. Just please don't leave me."

You begged frantically as you watched Natasha walk toward the front door. Despite your panicked state, you remained glued to your spot, paralyzed as you watched her every move.

“You’re right, we can start over… without each other.” 

As soon as she got her shoes back on, Natasha hastily opened the door, slamming it behind her as she walked out. All you could do was stand there in shock, tears streaming down your face as you mourned the relationship you never thought would wither.

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No one ever said the healing process was an easy one. An entire year of reeling occurred after that night.

You’d become a shell of your old self, no longer finding enjoyment in the things that used to bring a smile to your face. Everything seemed to have a memory of Natasha connected to it.

The small, empty space beside your coffee cup that used to hold hers, the coolness of your bedsheets that used to hold her warmth.

It seemed as if your entire apartment was a constant reminder of the love you had lost. 

You were convinced that you wouldn’t have gotten through the agonizing heartache if it weren’t for your best friend; Wanda Maximoff.

You’d grown close to the Sokovian throughout the duration of your relationship with Natasha. You were around the Compound frequently and had a natural bond with the brunette that came easily. 

She had been your rock long before the breakup, but she became even more so after the fact.

Wanda would come into your apartment each day she could, using the spare key you had given her. She’d wake you, using her powers to yank the sheets off of your body, knowing that if she didn’t, you’d lay there all day and neglect your needs. She refused to leave your side, helping you through each episode of sorrow that crept up on you.

Even at the height of your sadness, Wanda still managed to bring a smile to your face. Whether it was while playing Uno, the Sokovian protesting whenever you’d drop a +4 card, or the way she would have corny jokes on standby.

She would even do ridiculous things with her powers to cheer you up, exaggerating her hand movements that you’d teased her relentlessly for in the past. She was the breath of fresh air that you needed after drowning in the depths of desolation. 

Truthfully, you thought that Wanda would leave you when Natasha did, she was her teammate after all. But, to your surprise, the witch showed up at your doorstep the day after the breakup, consoling you as you collapsed into her open arms, unable to contain yourself as you found comfort in her presence.

“I thought I lost you too.”

“Never. You’re stuck with me, L/N.”

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Two Years Later

Falling in love with Wanda was the most cathartic experience you’d ever been through. Everything was natural and you never had moments of doubt when you were with her, unlike your previous relationship.

They say that love is never easy, but with Wanda, oddly enough, it was. 

Everything fell into place the day you confessed your feelings to her. Your stars aligned and created a beautiful constellation in the world you created with her. She was your home.

You never thought of Natasha anymore, the whole ordeal with her a distant memory. You had moved on from the pain of the past, assuming Natasha had too. 

However, you eventually learned that your assumptions weren’t always correct.

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Wanda had invited you to a party that Tony had decided to throw, in honor of the Avengers’ fiftieth successful mission. The music was loud, the bass beating against your chest while your girlfriend stood beside you, debating with Sam and Bucky over which Harry Potter movie was the best. 

You just stood there, enjoying the feeling of Wanda’s side flush against your own, watching their passionate conversation in amusement. Your attention diverted to the crowded room, a mess of bodies jumping around to the beat of the blaring music.

Despite the countless amount of people in the room, your eyes managed to find a familiar pair of emerald eyes already on you; Natasha.

Her eyes glanced down at Wanda’s arm, still around your waist on caressing the skin of your hip with the pad of her thumb. Even though many years have passed since you’d last seen her, you could still read her well. 

A mix of sadness, anger, and guilt flashed across her features, her hand tightening around the cup of what you assumed was whiskey; her favorite. 

She looked at Wanda for a moment, envy taking over all of the aforementioned emotions. It made you uncomfortable, the way that she stared.

It was as if your life were a play, and Wanda was merely the understudy for her role as your lover.

The redhead nodded her head to the side, in the direction of the door, before heading toward it. You contemplated whether or not you should follow her. On one hand, you were confident that you’d moved on and that you were more than happy with the woman beside you. But, on the other, there was a part of you that longed for closure. 

In order to start writing your story with Wanda, you had to finish the one you wrote with Natasha.

“You should go talk to her.” You jumped slightly at the sound of your girlfriend’s voice, tilting your head to the side as she stared at you with a small smile. 

“Your thoughts are loud, detka. It’s okay.” You couldn’t help but smile at that, placing a soft peck against her lips. “Are you sure?” You asked, not wanting to upset the Sokovian in any way. 

“Positive. I’ll be right here when you get back.” She placed a kiss against your forehead, squeezing your hip gently before letting go. You sent her a reassuring smile before heading toward the door.

When you made it out the door, you immediately noticed the redhead further down the hall. You anxiously make your way toward her, her gaze set on you until you stopped in front of her. 

“Hi.” Your spoke, voice coming out quieter than you wanted it to be. “Hey.” Nat let out, and you were hit with a sense of deja vu. You forgot how raspy her voice was, it brought you back to the first day you met her. 

You subconsciously began tapping your index finger against your thigh, and Natasha’s eyes watched the movement.

“You’re nervous.” She stated matter-of-factly and you nodded. The redhead let out a long sigh before deciding it was time to speak.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry for everything. If I could turn back time and right my wrongs, I’d do it in a heartbeat.” 

You’d never seen Natasha so vulnerable. Her eyes were practically begging you to believe her words. Her hands were clenched into tight fists, her fingernails digging into the flesh of her palms.

“It’s okay, Natasha. I forgave you a long time ago.” You spoke softly, a weight lifting off your shoulders at her apology.

“I know I wasn’t the best girlfriend. I treated you like you meant nothing to me, but really, you’re the only person that matters to me. I love you.”

Natasha began rambling, but you interrupted her before she could go any further. 

“I’m sorry. You love me? That’s not what you said three years ago, it was quite the opposite actually.” You raised your eyebrow at her, irritation brewing inside of you at her words.

“I know, but I was an idiot three years ago. I’m not the same person, Y/N. I still love you. I never stopped loving you.”

Natasha bit her lip as she stared at you nervously.

“I wish I could say the same, but I can’t. I love Wanda now, and nothing is changing that.” You tensed when the redhead took a step closer to you.

“Please. There has to be some part of you that still loves me.” The Russian’s stare was intense as she awaited your next words. She was terrified, being open about her feelings wasn’t her forte.

“You’re right, somewhere deep, deep down I still have some love for you. But every part of me belongs to Wanda now.”

You stood your ground, the truth behind your words clear as day to the woman in front of you. She always knew when you were lying, and she wished more than anything that you were in this instance.

“I can fix everything, please just me another chance.” Natasha reached out to grab your hand, and you quickly retreated it from her reach, anger bubbling deep within your chest.

“It’s too late, Natasha. You don’t get to beg me for another chance. I put my dignity aside and begged you to stay that day, but you chose to leave.” You glared at her in disgust, taking a step back as she frowned, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

“You chose to leave. That’s on you.”

There was a moment of stillness, the only sound was your heavy breathing as you tried to compose yourself. The redhead stared down at the ground before looking back up at you.

“What does she have that I don’t?”

“Me.”

Natasha visibly deflated as she finally allowed her tears to escape, leaving a trail of despair across her flushed cheeks. She watched as you turned around, heading back to the door you previously emerged from. You stopped in front of the door, stopping to look at the woman you used to love one more time.

“I took your advice. I started over without you. You should do the same.”

And with that, you opened the door and walked back into the party. Natasha stayed glued to her spot as unbearable pain took over, uncontrollable sobs surpassing her lips as her body shook violently.

It was in that moment that she realized the true reason behind her despise of love; if love was real, then the heartbreak would be too.

Love is a gamble, and she had lost everything she had to her name and more. And it was all her fault.

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St5 byler theory + final battle prediction

Ok I can’t think properly because now I’m convinced this is how st5 is going to work with byler + mileven:

Edit to og post: reread and said this would take place all through st5. No, this is specifically starting 5x5 except the Will v. Vecna fight—the final battle. The last episode is going to have vecna’s defeat and that episode will probably be 5x7.

it’s raining, mike and El (another edit: sorry but I said at first they’d be cleaning but by 5x5 they should be done) are in an uncomfortable silence, while in hops cabin, because they’re alone. We left off st4 with Mike and El being distant and not talking to each other, and I think there’s going to be building tension and strain until it reaches a breaking point (think of Brenner’s pencil-snapping/dam-breaking metaphor). To try and not be awkward mike decides to thank El for the painting and while thanking her he brings up how she thinks he’s “the heart” of the party and without that he wouldn’t have had the courage to do the love confession. El looks at him confused and is like “what are you talking ab mike I never told Will to paint that for you.” And then it begins: the end of mileven. They’ll go back and forth ab how Will told Mike all that stuff saying it’s El’s words and El is gonna bring up how she doesn’t like how Mike only views her as a superhero and how Mike couldn’t say I love you to her for a year. I think even tho the fight is going to be heated and a screaming match, El is going to calmly say at the end she thinks they should break up. She’s just going to look done with him. However, Mike is going to be so overwhelmed by the realization that Will lied ab the painting and ab what he said that he storms off in the rain. El thinks that Mike is running off because of being so upset by the breakup, but Will lying to him at the Nevada trip is going to hit harder. AND ITS GOING TO PARALLEL THE SCENE OF WILL STORMING OFF ON HIS BIKE IN 3x3 EXCEPT ITS EL TELLING MIKE NOT TO LEAVE!!

Ok sorry I got excited ab that being the perfect parallel.

This would be where my “mike gets vecna’d” theory would start up and my “will chases mike into the ud” theory would begin too. I’ve already posted ab it so check that out if you want to cause this is already super long. Will would chase mike into the ud because he finds out that mike was vecna’d because of his lie (literally the only lie Will has told him throughout the show).

And in my theory I want to tweak a little something because a lot of ppl told me the 20 who kills vecna (told to us by the d&d game foreshadowing) is most likely byler because at the bowling alley their shoes would be 10+10. My og theory was that byler becomes cannon while they’re going towards vecna in the upside while on a perilous journey. However, if my new theory is right, that Mike gets vecna’d because of Will lying ab the painting, then byler is how they can defeat vecna.

omg this sounds like some seriously byler crazy shit but hear me out

I’m still sticking to my “Will saves the day” theory: Will would be the one to ultimately kill vecna. but it’s going to be the power of love and friendship between these two that pushes Will to kill vecna. Because even though 001 thinks that he and will are the same there is a difference: Will is understood by his loved ones and has too much love for those around him to be a cruel or evil person, Henry never had that kind of love and understanding, nor did he ever try to give it.

Oh and I’m just going to say this: Henry is 001 pre-upside down when he’s just a crazy ass psycho. Vecna is a combo of Henry and the mind flayer—half human half monster. Idk why some ppl don’t get that.

Anyways, here’s how I think vecna vs Will could go down:

First off it’s going to be set in wills mind. I can 100% see the final battle being held in wills head considering they have that Voldemort/Harry type connection. While in Will’s mind, Vecna taunts him, brings up his past abuse from lonnie and the bullying he’s gone through for being “different”. *we’ll see flashbacks of Will getting called a f*g and him being bullied* Brings up how Will hates himself for being gay, how he thinks he can’t find love because of being gay. This will make Will let his guard down a bit because even tho it hurts to hear, it’s true. Then, he will try to convince Will they’re not so different from each other by saying nobody understands them because they’re outsiders (Will being gay and Henry being… Henry). He’ll tell Will how he was also different and how his differences led to him being abused. *shows Will how shit he was treated all that time under Brenner’s eye* All the meanwhile Will is trying really fucking hard not to let what he’s hearing get to him, and is even yelling at vecna that he’s wrong- that they’re not alike at all. But Will is going to give up after vecna brings in mike. He will bring up his “unrequited” feelings for Mike, bring up the rain fight, how Mike ignored him and his feelings all that summer and while in Cali. He’ll tell Will that Mike doesn’t care about him. *(possibly) shows mike saying his life started the day Will went missing*.

Wills body is going to start floating, and mike registers will is giving up. idk if I clarified this earlier, but even tho the fight is happening in wills mind, he + mike are still physically in the ud. This is when Mike breaks down and starts scream-ugly crying. Because this would be when Will really dies. As viewers, we even think this is the end-will is dying. But then Mike, while hysterical, tells Will how much he loves him, how he almost went crazy searching for Will in ‘83, and he will (still crying but much more cohesive and not hysterically yelling) tell Will ab the quarry. How he was going to kill himself because he had given up hope in finding Will. Because even though mike has been treating him like shit and has been avoiding him like the plague, he loves and needs Will like no other. THIS is THE love confession. It’s similar to the mileven one because it is high stakes (ik no one wants that), but this one isn’t based off of lies. This confession is raw and have been his feelings since atleast st3. If Will is getting the hand from vecna (idk how else to word it), then he’s heard everything Mike has said. Mikes love confession would destroy all of wills insecurities ab being gay and being different. Mike already makes Will feel normal and not different, but this reaffirmed by him and hearing his love is reciprocated would…idek man Will would explode from happiness lol. And because vecna likes to target people by using their insecurities and using their harmful actions against themselves, vecna automatically weakens. And idk how to end this heroic love battle, so I’ll just throw in the idea in that while off his “mike loves me” high, Will tells vecna he’s completely wrong. Because even though he is different, he likes being different and he accepts that he’s different and is loved despite being different. *we see Joyce being a loving mother, Jonathan being the best and most supportive big brother, all his friends dorking out over d&d, and byler being happy*. Will grabs his shotgun (same one from 1x1) and with vecna weak on the ground and barely breathing, shoots him in the head- left eye specifically (reference to the Hellfire’s d&d game).

Oh and a Smith’s song is 100% going to be playing throughout this whole thing. But it’ll start when mike begins his love confession. You can choose which one is playing lol.

Im finishing this by tweaking how Will almost “dies”. Vecna has never had the intentions of killing him; if he did will would’ve died literally in the first episode. No, vecna isn’t going to do the hand thing, he’s going to get those mind flayer tubes into Will. To make Will like him: half human, half flayer. Will’s already had them on him before—they were stuck to his mouth when jopper found him. So while mike is professing his love, I think Will is listening and with each thing mike says the tubes slowly latch off of him because they don’t have any negative energy to feed on.

[critical-thinking-is-mandatory]

Gabriel: I have made Puppeteer a villain that can control people as long as they have dolls, they don’t even have to be realistic.

Also Gabriel: I will never do this plan again even though as a multi billionaire I can just make dolls of everyone and do the Scarlet Moth plan without killing Nathalie.

Literally. Like, just have puppeteer walk into a merch shop and bibbity bobbity boo a Chat Noir and a Ladybug doll before they have time to realise what she's doing.

Or better yet! Make custom dolls yourself and then deliver them directly to Puppeteer.

But noooo we can't have a competent and threatening villain because he's so OP that the only way our heroes can look smarter than him is if he's a moron.

Like, it really seems like the crew couldn't decide whether to make the show totally cartoony, like it was in S1, or if it's going the nitty gritty YA superhero route. So you've you've this huge discrepancy between the Stated Threat level and the Actual Threat.

Like, say with Syren. The entirety of Paris is underwater. Best case scenario everyone's homes and possessions are destroyed. But it's all okay because the magic Ladybug power just fixes everything super easy peasy! Why do we even care if the city is underwater when it's all going to be magically fixed in ten minutes?

And HM can give his akuma pretty much any power ever. But instead of our heroes fighting tooth and nail to win a plucky and clever victory it's like. HM did a brain fart and gave his villain a huge glaringly obvious weakness, or didn't use them to their full potential. By say using puppeteer like you said, anon.

It's so frustrating to watch, cos like, we can't have a competent villain because that would mean the writers would have to think up clever ways for the heroes to get out of it or *gasp* something terrible happens and then the heroes have to cope with the fallout.

Like HM suddenly has all the miraculous and he's got the power to time travel and make his wish or whatever and now the heroes have to deal with that. Instead of like. Oh HM has combined an akuma with a miraculous too bad we kicked its butt and now he just has to try again next time :)

Like is this villain OP enough to create an akuma that can easily defeat our heroes? Absolutely.

Is he instead going to akumatise the same pigeon man nearly a hundred times instead? You can bet your left tit on it.

Like seriously, idk why they couldn't just limit HM to creating silly campy powers instead of also things like Chat Blanc.

[buckys-black-dress]

i don't care, i'm in love

a/n: alright sexies, part two! of my last thing you guys liked! idk if anyone's noticed just yet but the titles are from tame impala's song 'new person, same old mistakes' because the song is fire asf. anyways. enough talking, here it is! enjoy! (sorry this took so long lol, i had no idea where i was going w this plot after part 1.)

warnings: penetrative sex, oral sex (f receiving), choking, cursing. this story is 18+ !!! tap off if you're a minor. this is your warning.

wc: 4k words

[bucky barnes x fem!reader]

read part one here!

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It's been a few days since your outburst with Bucky in the kitchen. While you haven't made eye contact with him whenever you've been in the same room, you've practically felt his looks from across the room.

The air had definitely shifted in any room where you were both present. Nobody still knows about your past relationship, and you don't intend on telling anyone about it.

You've decided to let Bucky stew in silence, not allowing any leeway. If he wanted to be stubborn, this is where it would land him. He chose his own fate in the end, and now he would have to suffer the consequences.

And it was pretty awkward, to say the least. It was currently movie night in the Avengers Tower, and you were all in the movie theater. Tony had selected a rom-com tonight, as superheroes do. You were sat with Natasha on a loveseat, your legs swung over hers as your shared snacks were laid on your lap for the both of you.

She had, of course, noticed your change in demeanor since your impromptu break-up. You hadn't divulged in the details with her, not wanting to out the relationship. Even though you wanted to be petty as ever, you decided you were going to be the mature one in this situation.

And then Bucky walks in.

With a... another girl?

Maybe you weren't taking the high road after all.

You instantly feel a heat wash over your body, making you want to scream and cry and laugh in incredulity all at the same time.

What the fuck?

"Hey guys, I brought a date to movie night, if that's alright..." His voice sounded like nails on a blackboard to you right now. "This is Sophia."

He says it so simply that no one knows what to say. Everyone spares a glance at you, and for a second, you wonder if he had told anyone.

But everyone had somewhat of an idea that Bucky likes you!

So now, everyone was a bit confused.

"Uhm, yeah, nice to meet ya. Take a seat anywhere." Steve's voice cuts the suffocating silence.

You make brief eye contact with Bucky, but you look away as fast as you had looked in the first place. You felt like there was a golf ball lodged in your throat, and if you didn't stop yourself, you think you would've strangled that motherfu-

You're led out of your train of thought by a light tap on your arm. Natasha gives you a look that's saying, you look like you're about to kill someone. Are you okay?

You shake your head, letting her know you're just fine. Everything's fine. Bucky's over there, with another girl, who's holding his hand. And you've been here wondering for the past two months what's been so wrong about you that he couldn't do the same with you. Let alone even tell people you were in a relationship.

And you're not going to lie. This stung. Really bad.

Although you wanted to sit here and act as unbothered as possible, it was hard. You wanted to enjoy your night, watch your movie, and go to bed. This was a turn of events that you weren't expecting in the least.

The tension in the room was too much, everyone exchanging glances back and forth between you, Bucky, and Sophia. They were all confused. There was an obvious tension between you and Bucky, and although it was never anything serious to them, they all thought he would man up soon enough and ask you out.

Now, sympathetic looks were being shot across the room between all the team members, and no one could say really say anything.

Suddenly, Steve sits up in his seat and glares at his friend.

"Buck, can ya help me bring some snacks from the kitchen?" The blond asks, not waiting for a reply from the brunet.

Once they're safely out of earshot from the movie room, Steve grasps Bucky's shoulder in a tight hold that has Bucky wincing.

"What the hell, man?" His voice comes out strained and laced with confusion.

"Buck, I think I should be asking you that question." Steve says. "Don't play fuckin' dumb with me. You know what I wanna talk about."

"Well, please do enlighten me-"

"Oh would ya drop it? Sophia? I'm sure she's a great gal, but for the past six months you've been bitchin' and moanin' about Y/N." Steve cuts his friend off, trying to gauge the situation.

"I just... things went south. I needed somethin' new... somethin' different." Bucky's voice was meek, almost like he was afraid to admit this to his best friend of 90 years.

"What... whaddaya mean things went... south? Did you tell her you liked her and she rejected you or somethin'?" The blond asks, brows pulled together in confusion.

"I just... I can't really explain to you what happened but... it was bad. I fucked up, Stevie." Bucky's head is still tilted downwards in guilt.

"Buck, you know you can tell me anything, right?" A hand is placed on his shoulder, and he wants to shrug it off, I don't deserve any comfort, he thinks. I did this all by myself.

"Can I just... I'll tell you. But you can't tell anyone. Especially Tony or Nat. Or Wanda." Steve gives him a brief nod, motioning for Bucky to go on.

"Y/N and I had been... seeing each other for the past two months..." Bucky starts to explain, and Steve's eyes are jut about popping out of their sockets by the time he finishes explaining.

A few moments pass, and silence soaks the air surrounding them.

"You... you two were dating... in secret? You didn't tell me?" The look Steve gave Bucky made the latter's insides twist in the worst way possible. He should've told his best friend.

"Steve, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. We agreed to keep it between us until... "

"Until she decided she'd had enough."

"Yeah."

A pregnant pause and flat face followed, and flat face followed, and Bucky's now realizing how much he's fucked up. Not in the first place, per se, but by bringing Sophia here.

"So can you tell me why you've dragged that poor girl here?" Steve breaks the silence first.

"I-I... I met her at a bar a couple nights ago. Needed to get out, have a drink. She came up to me and asked me for my number, and... yeah."

What Bucky didn't explain is that as soon as she started talking to him, she had immediately realized he was painfully in love with someone else. She had been kind, understanding of his situation. Instead of trying to get in bed with him, she sat down with him while he explained to her how he got himself in this mess.

"You know... I can help you..." Sophia tells him with innocent eyes.

"Really? How?" Bucky's tone was incredulous, like the mere idea of doing something about this whole thing was possible.

"Well, she seems to care about you a lot. But maybe you just need to get a... reaction out of her. She's unbothered now, she says she 'moved on.' Show her she hasn't." She explains.

"But...how?"

And thus... this situation was born.

"So... Sophia has absolutely no interest in you, and you brought her here to make Y/N jealous?" Steve looks at his friend like he has three heads, and Bucky now realizes just how dumb this all looks.

"Well... yeah. This was a bad idea, wasn't it? I should just go take Sophia home-"

"No! You already got this far, and if you do that it might give Y/N the wrong idea. Just- just go with it for the rest of the night and see what happens." Steve says. "Now, let's get the snacks."

Bucky helps him, and they head back into the movie room. He notices your tense form against Natasha. Sophia's making conversation with Sam, and if you were in a cartoon, you're sure there would be steam coming out of your ears.

The movie goes by in a blur, and even though your eyes were glued to the screen, you feel like you didn't even watch the movie. You were too busy being hyperaware of the way Sophia held onto Bucky's arm like if was her lifeline, and quite frankly, you wanted to punch the living daylights out of the both of them.

Once the movie's finished and the lights turn on, you waste no time in heading to your room after a quick goodnight to everyone.

You're getting ready for bed with slams of closet doors and dresser drawers, absolutely enraged with everything. Why was this bothering you so much? But more importantly, how was Bucky so quick to move on? Like you were nothing to him? Like you were the dirt under his shoe?

And although you were too proud to say it, it stung like a motherfucker.

Before you could get ahead of yourself, a knock is coming from your door.

You're sure it's Natasha trying to make sure you're alright, but after months of acting unaffected, all you wanted to do was get under your covers and cry.

"Nat, I'm sorry but I'm really not in the mood-" But when you swung the door open, it was none other than your ex-boyfriend."What the hell are you doing here?"

Your tone was venomous, and all Bucky could see was the tiredness and rage behind your irises.

"I- Can I talk to you?" His voice is timid, like he's afraid to even ask for your time.

"About what? Don't you have someone to tend to?" You wonder out loud, and you can't help the way your heart twists at the thought of Bucky and Sophia. The way he had no problem holding her, touching her, loving her.

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about, Y/N."

It even hurt to think that.

"What do you want, Barnes?" You query in an indifferent tone.

"I-I waned to talk to you, alone." He responds, and his palms are sliding down his thighs to wipe off the sweat.

"Don't you have to take your date home?"

He was quiet for a moment, trying to gauge how to handle you right now. One wrong word or move, and he was out.

"Y/N, can I please just talk to you? One night we're sleeping in each others' beds, and the next we're strangers? How- how does that even make sense?" He's trying to make sense of the past few weeks and the events that led up to the demise of your relationship.

He knows, but he doesn't want to say it out loud.

"Well, I wonder who's fault that was?" You ask snarkily.

Apparently, you weren't afraid to say it.

"You were the one that did this. I get it. This was new for you, but at some point, enough was enough! I- I was basically dirt under your shoe, James! I- I couldn't fucking take it anymore! I just- you were so easy with Steve and Natasha. And then you would shake me off like I was some pest, some bug." You choked on your words, tears pricking behind your eyes. You turned away before Bucky could see them, not wanting to let him see you like this.

You've put on a tough front, because you didn't want anyone to think that you'd get so hung up over some boy, but it was hard to do so when you were giving your all into a relationship while you got the bare minimum back.

Bucky watches you from your doorway, and as you turn away, he takes this as a sign to come in and shut the door behind him.

"Y/N, please, let me talk. I-I just need to talk. To get it all out. I'm begging you, please." And beg he did. He was on the floor, quite literally on his knees. You couldn't even comprehend how not even an hour ago, he brought a new girl in.

And now he was on his knees before you. Begging.

"Get up."

Your voice cracked, but it was still strong. You weren't in the mood to have a man beg at your feet, and you felt it was quite pathetic that he was on his knees right now when he's the reason you two had ended up like this.

Whatever this was.

"O-Okay. Does that mean I can talk?" He asks tentatively, rising to his feet slowly.

"You have five minutes."

He was quiet at first, and you wondered if he even had anything to say. If he was just here to waste your time, to cause even more heartache-

"I- Can I just start off by saying, in the almost three months we were together, I never, ever, wanted to make you feel anything less than what you really are. You're kind, caring, beautiful, the smartest person I've ever met. But above all those things, you were patient with me. And that was never something I had before with someone else. No one was as patient and as attentive as you were, and I need you to know." He pauses, catching his breath from his rambling.

"Know what?" Your tone was venomous, trying to hold back the tears prickling behind your eyes.

"That I have dreamt of a girl like you for decades. You are everything-" he chokes on his words, eyes glossing over, "everything I've ever wanted, and more. And I can't tell you how sorry I am for the way I treated you. How I made you feel, and how I felt the need to hide us. I should've just been honest with everyone from the start, and it cost me everything in the end. So I'll spend the rest of my days making it up to you, in any way possible. Because you deserve it. You deserve so much better than someone who- who doesn't know how to love. How to hold your hand and not want to cry because he feels like he doesn't deserve it. You deserve the entire universe, Y/N."

Bucky finishes speaking, looking so deeply into your eyes that you can't help but let the facade crack.

Tears are leaking out of the corners of your eyes. You sniffle, trying to take a deep breath.

"Wh-what about... Sophia?" You struggle to ask through your emotions, trying to hold yourself back from flinging yourself into his arms.

"I- She's... not relevant. I met her at a bar the day we... ended things, and she said 'it was clear I was going through a heartbreak,' and that she wanted to help me get you back." Bucky laughs a bit at the whole situation now, and how fucking badly he had fucked up.

"But if you don't want to get back together, I understand. Just know, I still feel the same. But if you give me another chance, I promise you it'll be different. I promise to spend all my time making it up to you, and I don't want to hide anything about us. To anyone." He affirms, moving to hold your hands in his.

And surprisingly, you didn't pull away.

No matter how much your brain was screaming, yelling to pull away!

But you couldn't. You wanted to believe every word that came out of his mouth, and you didn't care if anyone thought you were being naive or stupid. You just wanted to hold him again, to call him James again, and to have him whisper sweet nothings in your ears.

And as all these thoughts were running through your head, you see Bucky slowly backing away, assuming your silence meant you were telling him to leave.

"I-Wait. Wait. We have a- a lot to talk about, but I'm not giving up on us yet. But I want a full explanation, top to bottom about everything. And- you have to promise me things will be different between us. We can't have things like they were before, and-"

And before you could continue your rambles, you were stopped by the feeling of his lips on yours.

You could feel his rough ones moulding against your soft, cherry-flavoured ones from your lip balm. His eyes were closed, and so were yours. Any thoughts you had were thrown out the window, and all you could focus on right now was him.

He was invading all your senses in the best way possible. In this moment, you realized he was being completely honest and truthful in what he'd said earlier. Of course, you wouldn't let him forget about all this so easily, but right now, all that mattered were his hands running all over your waist and neck.

"J-James," you breathed out, disconnecting from him.

His eyes search yours, wondering if this is where you give him the boot, and tell him to leave it at this.

But oh, was he wrong.

"Lock the door for me?"

His mouth is akin to that of a fish out of water, wondering to himself if his brain was conjuring this image in his head after weeks of not having you.

"A-Are you sure? If you don't want to we don't have to-" And now he's the one getting cut off with your lips.

It had been enough suffering for the both of you these past few weeks.

"James, I'm sure. Help a girl out?" You smile coyly, slowly walking backwards until you reach your bed and sit down. Your eyes stay on James' blue ones while he rushes to lock to door.

He's hovering over you, waiting to see if you'll make a move.

"Well, aren't you gonna fuck me?"

At those words, the man above you snaps out of his stupor, and lets out an animalistic growl, lunging at you and making both your bodies fall back onto the fluffy white duvet of your bed.

"Can I take this off of you?" James hands are pinching at the fabric of your t-shirt, and you fervently nod in response.

"Words, honey." He coaxes and receives a meek but clear 'yes' from you.

He wastes no time slipping it off your form, only breaking apart from you for air to do so.

Soon enough, your panting forms were both almost bare, left down to just underwear. James slowly moves to settle himself between your thighs, but your hand catches onto his wrist before he could move any further.

"You don't have to, James. I want you inside me already." Although you usually never complained about getting head, you were aching to feel him inside you.

"C'mon angel, I've missed how your sweet lil' pussy tastes." The words coming out of his mouth combined with the feeling of the small pecks he's placing against your inner thighs have you practically shaking.

Along with his scruff giving the sensitive skin a delicious burn, you couldn't bring yourself to say no to James.

He guides your soaked panties down your legs, placing your calves against his shoulders to hold them open.

"Mmm, you have no idea how long I've been waiting to have my mouth between these legs again, sugar. Missed ya so much." He mumbles to you, licking a broad stripe up your core.

A gasp leaves your mouth, and you scramble to find something to grab onto.

With one hand in his brunet locks, Bucky continues his ministrations. He alternates between using his tongue and sucking on your sensitive button, building up your climax.

James listens to your small gasps and whimpers, paying attention to what brought you the most pleasure.

"Oh!" You let out a whimper at the feeling of Bucky's fingers hitting your sweet spot inside you.

Before you knew it, the throbbing in your heat was spreading all through your body, causing your first earth-shattering orgasm of the night.

You're chanting James over and over again, like a prayer.

"That's it, sweetheart, give it all t'me." He coaxes you through your high, allowing for you to come down.

Your eyes are bleary and you barely sense James coming back up over you. His fingers are opening your mouth, allowing you to taste them.

"Taste yourself, honey. So sweet, missed havin' you." He leaves pecks on your forehead, nose, and cheek, before circling back to your mouth when he pulls his fingers back out.

When he pulls away again, his nose is brushing against yours. You still feel like you're floating, but you open your eyes slowly to be met with his bright cerulean ones.

"You have a condom?" James' voice is gravelly as he speaks against your lips.

"No, I'm clean and still on the pill. Wanna feel all of you." You whisper while your fingers roam through his locks.

"A-Are you sure?" He asks, trying to ignore the involuntary twitch of his cock at your words.

"I'm sure, James. I've never been more sure of doing anything with anyone." You say, letting your hand move down to his boxers.

Your hand dips into the waistband, grasping him with your palm.

"Wanna feel all of this." You barely speak, but he understands every word you say.

Before you know it, his underwear is off and thrown somewhere across the room.

James sits back, running his cock through your juices for lubrication, eliciting a sigh from the both of you.

"Fuck, I missed you so much, doll." He grits out while he pushes into you slowly. "Can't believe I was so stupid and almost lost ya for good."

"I-I'm right here, baby. You won't ever lose me." You reassure him, letting him fill you to the brim.

"God, can't get enough of this tight pussy, baby." James is thrusting at an even pace now, and you can feel every inch of him inside you.

You release moans of ecstacy and pleasure in his ear as he stays above you, and while you're only half-conscious of what you're doing, you grab his metal arm and bring it to your throat.

His eyes shoot open but his pace never falters, looking at you for silent reassurance.

The white-hot feeling in your core builds at the feeling, not wanting it to stop.

"You sure?"

"Yes, please." All he needed was your whimper to moan at the sight of his hand around your throat.

"H-Holy shit. I- Come with me baby, c'mon." His voice is strained, like it's paining him to speak.

"I'm- I'm coming James. Come with me, baby." You gasp out, feeling the stirring in your belly reach its' peak.

Soon enough, you're both coming undone, breathing into each others' mouths while working through your highs together.

You feel him spurting inside you, painting your walls white. His rocking slowly comes to a stop, allowing him to open his eyes and focus on you. Your thumbs are brushing over his cheekbones, soaking in him just being here, with you.

"C'mon, let me get you cleaned up, angel." James slowly pulls out of you, being careful to not hurt you.

You see the light flicker on in your bathroom and hear the sink running. He returns with a rag and brushes it gently between your legs, feeling you shiver at how sensitive you are.

"Sorry, honey." James' whisper comes from below, and you smile down with soft eyes.

You were completely besotted for this man.

Once the rag is thrown into your laundry hamper, Bucky retrieves his boxers and pulls them on.

For a moment, you feel a flash through your body, your heart seizing at the thought of him leaving now.

"A-Are you leaving?" You barely recognize your own voice, feeling pathetic for feeling so vulnerable.

Bucky just looks at you. He's dumbfounded at you right now. How could you think that after everything, especially after what had just happened, that he would leave you. How he could ever let you go again.

And again, the question is just another painful reminder of how much he's hurt you.

"No, sweetheart. Just wanted to grab a shirt for you to sleep in." He gives you a soft smile, quenching the ache of your heart.

Once he sits you up and slips the large shirt over your frame, he slips back into his spot next to you under the duvet. Your legs immediately tangle with his, head on his shoulder and arm thrown across his torso.

"Never gonna let you go again, honey." He tells you, placing a kiss to the crown of your head.

"Love you, James." You mumble in a half-asleep response into his chest, the words reverberating into his skin.

Bucky hopes you don't feel his heart racing, but replies with the same words that you hear before slipping into a deep slumber. And the last thing you hear before you slip under are the sweetest words to ever be spoken.

"I love you more, Y/N."

[soupbabe]

Can I have headcanons for kaido, saiki, and saiko with an s/o who can sing really good alone (or when they think they’re alone) but get nervous to do it in front of people and messes up a lot and then they get really embarrassed. Thank you!

Kaidou, Saiki, and Saiko w an S/O With Stage Fright

I've been getting way more Saiki K requests and idk where y'all came from, but I appreciate y'all sm :))

Shun Kaidou

It's a common thing for Kaidou to be at your place after school (or any time really)

He loves being with you and your family welcomed him with open arms, giving him a free excuse to drop in whatever

He decided to surprise you at your house, bringing all of his notebooks carried with detailed information to bring down the dark reunion

He stopped outside your front door when he heard melodic singing

Kaidou cracked open the door to see you doing chores and singing along with your favorite song

"Wow Y/N! Your singing is amazing!"

You froze after a short scream

You weren't aware of your boyfriend coming over and in all honesty,,thought someone was trying to break in

He'd ask for you to sing again, but stopped and comforted you when you expressed your anxieties

I think once you get enough encouragement from him, you'll only sing around him and no one else

He loves being sung to sleep by you now

He'd lay in your lap and especially if you play with his hair while you sing, you'll have a sleepy "superhero" stuck on your lap

Kusuo Saiki

He's fully aware of your talents and actually doesn't mind your singing

Would use his powers to help you get over your stage fright

He'd probably trick you into thinking that the room full of people is actually just empty, only you could see your supportive boyfriend

When your small performance is done and suddenly you see all of your friends clapping and complementing your singing, you're mildly confused and terrified

Afterwards when you tell Saiki about how weird it was, he'd just give you a rare smile and just tell you that they were always there and that cancelling everything out is just a way to cope with your anxiety

Saiki was able to do this u til you got comfortable where you didn't even need him to be around anymore

But he's always proud of your improvement, the after show coffee jellies he gives to you are an amazing sign of it

Saiko Metori

You two were on a video call with each other, but your parent/guardian called for you in another room

You promised your boyfriend that you'd be back, but you forgot to mute your side of the call before you went off

Saiko's head perked up when he heard angelic singing coming from your end of the call, only to find you mumbling the words to a song stuck in your head

"Dear, you never told me you could sing like that! Why hide it from your ever so loving boyfriend?"

Saiko will constantly bug you and shower you with gifts until you sing for him again

In all honesty, he doesn't really care about you singing in front of other people or large crowds

It makes him feel extra special that you'd sing just for him

If you start singing to a song he knows, he'll hum along with you, smiling at your overjoyed face when he joined in

[ectonurites]

idk how to quote tags on mobile where is the conner kent essay i NEED it

ALRIGHT OKAY! here’s 5k+ words plus panels & screenshots of me comparing and contrasting the two drastically different versions of Superboy (comics vs young justice cartoon) and going over what makes them such distinctly separate characters. someday i’ll refine this a bit more its kinda just a word dump that’s been living in my brain that i wanted to actually articulate after i read through Reign of the Supermen but here we go:

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Pretty frequently I see the question “Why is Superboy so different in the Young Justice cartoon?” float around in DC circles. I think there are two main approaches to answering this:

Why did the writers of the cartoon decide to create a very different version of Superboy?

What factors make this Superboy so different from the comic version?

For the first approach the answer is relatively straight-forward, from the start Young Justice as a cartoon was never meant to be a direct adaptation of the comics. They just used the title and a few elements so they could create their own approach to the DC universe with a focus on younger heroes. For example, Artemis Crock in their show is also COMPLETELY different from her comic counterpart, Zatanna is aged way down to be a member of the teen team, and Kaldur’ahm was created for this show (and integrated into the comics as Jackson Hyde). They were always trying to do different things than the main comics universe, so them making a different version of Conner also makes sense. Their approach to him is also very clearly influenced more by how he appeared in the Teen Titans comic run that was still coming out as Young Justice started airing (his design, and some other elements we’ll discuss along the way), as opposed to his original version from the 90′s/the Young Justice comic.

So the basic “why” is that from the start they wanted to create something unique to their universe, which they definitely did accomplish.

The much more interesting subject to dive into, though, is looking at the differences in Superboy’s story that contribute to him becoming such a different person. 

The drastic changes made to the following factors are what I view as the main source of his differences in personality/outlook/characterization:

The conditions and history of the world at the time he is introduced

The circumstances around him being introduced/leaving Cadmus

The reaction Clark has to him and how their relationship starts

The people he first interacted with & became close to, and how he interacts with the world

The timing of him finding out about his connection to Luthor

The State of the Worlds

In the comics, Superboy is first introduced in Adventures of Superman #500 by iconically saying “Don’t ever call me Superboy!” 

during a 1993 event called “Reign of the Supermen”, a follow up to the 1992 event “The Death of Superman”. Based on the title of the 1992 event, I think you can, uh, guess what one major difference in the setting here was vs. the state of the world at the time he was introduced in the cartoon. Obviously Clark didn’t stay dead forever, but Superboy first comes onto the scene as a young clone of Superman who insists he is the new Superman (one of the four characters trying to do so during the event). This is in the main DC universe in the early 90’s, which means that heroes in general, including teen heroes, aren’t a new thing! Not only has the Justice League been around for a while but so has the Teen Titans. Once Clark is alive again, Superboy goes off on his own to establish himself as an individual teen hero. 

So how is that different in the cartoon?

In the cartoon, Superboy is first introduced in the pilot episodes “Independence Day” and “Fireworks” 

on the 4th of July in (what most people consider to be) 2010. This was supposed to be the day that Robin (Dick Grayson), Speedy (Roy Harper), Kid Flash (Wally West), and Aqualad (Kaldur’ahm) would get to see the true Justice League HQ at the Hall of Justice, which... doesn’t go exactly as planned. 

In this world, superheroes are a newer thing, this is something that the creators have talked about before. At this point, while there is an established Justice League, there are no known teams of teen superheroes. Just the fact that as of season one Dick Grayson is still Robin is a pretty good indicator that this world is early in it’s time with a Batman. Now, the sidekicks aren’t a secret, as they appear very publicly in this first episode, but they are almost always seen acting with their mentors at this point. Again, there is no Teen Titans in this setting, and there never has been. 

So when they do form the first teen hero team? It is kept covert-ops. They do not publicize that they act as a superhero team, and the members who weren’t already publicly known heroes (mainly Miss Martian and Superboy) end up being pretty… unknown to a lot of the world outside the hero/villain community! Again their existence is not strictly kept a secret, but they keep the fact that there’s a team of minors who are heroes going on independent missions VERY under the radar on purpose. Thus, those who aren’t going around doing super public hero activities just don’t have nearly as much of a presence.

So to summarize:

In the comics, Superboy is immediately put in a spotlight (he befriends a reporter and is all over tv and literally trademarks the name Superman) becoming known to the world and establishes himself as a solo acting hero YEARS before joining any teams.

In the cartoon, Superboy is kept relatively out of the spotlight, immediately becomes part of a covert-ops team and doesn’t act solo very often. The well known teen heroes in this setting are sidekicks working under a mentor, and Superboy does not actually act as a sidekick.

What does this mean for Superboy?

Superboy in the comics gets to, right away, act on his own and get a taste of what being Superman is like. In the cartoon, he’s brought into the world at a time where there already is a Superman. I think back to this bit from the therapy episode, where he says:

“See, from the moment I first opened my eyes in that Cadmus pod, there’s been one thing I’ve wanted, and feared. To know what it is to be Superman.”

Comics Superboy started out getting to do that! He immediately got a shot at filling that role, and he then makes the choice to relinquish it back to the original once he’s alive again. He (begrudgingly at first) understood that it wasn’t yet his time to be Superman, and knows he’ll someday fill those shoes for real- but in the meantime being Superboy is gonna be his own thing and he’ll embrace it and make it work.

Cartoon Superboy is left in a shadow, not ever truly knowing what it’s like to fill those shoes (except in a doomsday scenario training exercise gone awry that he then just feels intense guilt over). This leaves him a lot more frustrated and lost, and I think is a major contributor to how angry this version of Superboy is compared to his much more ‘chill go with the flow’ attitude in the comics.

Cadmus

In the comics, in that same issue he’s introduced, we find out that Superboy broke out of his cloning tube prematurely and left Cadmus with the assistance of the second Newsboy Legion, who also gave him his first leather jacket, before the programming that would allow Cadmus to control him was implemented.

He quickly gets up to speed with the situation, that Clark is dead. So he comes on the scene starting to save people and saying he is Superman, or at least the clone of the original one. A major thing that does influence his character here is the fact that… this is the 90’s. He is designed around the idea of what is ‘cool’ back in 1993. (look, even his original character design sheets call him cool)

So right off the bat he’s got a stereotypical ‘cool teen guy in that era’ personality, which is often played for comedy to add a little lightness to some of the dark things happening during this event. 

Anyways, he has left Cadmus, he’s acting on his own, and he starts realizing that his powers aren’t exactly the same as Superman’s over the course of the Reign of the Supermen story.

After the main conflict is settled and Clark is fully alive and acting as Superman again, the two of them end up going back to Cadmus to find out what the exact deal is with him. I’ll go into this more in a later point, but they find out he’s not exactly a clone of Superman (or Lex- him being actually involved as a DNA donor is a retcon that happened a decade later). They agree to let someone from Cadmus (Dubbilex- the grey guy with the horns in this pic) leave Metropolis with him, as he sets out on a press tour to establish himself as Superboy now that he relinquished the trademark on the Superman name back to Clark. 

Let’s pause and look at how this is different in the cartoon.

In the cartoon, when the trio of Robin, Kid Flash, and Aqualad decide to prove themselves to their mentors they run off on their own to attend to a fire at Project Cadmus when the Justice League got called off to do something else. Upon arriving, they accidentally uncover some weird things about Cadmus, like the crazy amount of sublevels, the creatures roaming around, and the fact that it’s not on the main power grids. They eventually find Superboy, still in his cloning tube. They break him out, but then get captured themselves.

When they are then put into tubes by Cadmus personnel, they manage to convince Superboy to help free them by promising him things like getting to meet Superman, and see the moon. The group of four now working together manages to escape from the building and it topples down, where they are then greeted by the Justice League who are Not Happy.

Superman flies away shortly after, and the group of kids explain to their remaining mentors that sure, they disobeyed orders, but they accomplished something good here, and they are going to keep doing it, whether the League likes it or not. The compromise is the formation of The Team, to be covert-ops while the Justice League acts publicly, and the boys are joined by Miss Martian.

So to summarize:

In the comics, Superboy leaves Cadmus pretty independently (with some assistance) to go act on his own as a hero immediately. He returns to Cadmus later for more information, and they reveal truths to him about his existence. After he knows his truth, he goes off to continue establishing himself as a solo hero but lets Cadmus still supervise what he’s doing through Dubbilex.

In the cartoon, Superboy is rescued from Cadmus by Robin, Kid Flash, and Aqualad, without knowing pretty much anything about himself besides the fact that he is a clone of Superman, and is immediately put on the covert ops team. 

What it means for Superboy:

Comic Superboy goes to act on his own, even after he admits he’s not the real Superman anymore. Yes he’s not 100% alone in terms of ‘he’s got people (Rex, Roxy, Dubbilex, Tana) around him’, but as a hero he’s a solo act and ends up taking residence in Hawaii. In the cartoon, by joining a team right away, he’s taking on a very different style of being a hero, especially because the team itself is covert-ops. Rather than regularly saving the day all on his own much like Superman, which can help comic Superboy feel like he’s still living up to the name more, cartoon Superboy is working under the radar in a group setting, while still wanting to desperately fill those Superman shoes. 

He is overconfident in his abilities and wants to be the hero he was created to be, so him being put into this very different type of superhero situation is another major contributor to the frustration/anger. Even later on when comics Superboy is part of forming the Young Justice team, they were never a secret covert-ops team, they were always publicly known. (hell, a reporter is the one who gave them the team name Young Justice because he’d misheard Bart)

Superboy & Superman

In the comics, as we have established, Clark was dead at the time Superboy first came on the hero scene. Clark comes back to life, during a little bit of a lull in the middle of the huge conflict. He immediately accepts that Superboy is one of four who came forward to try to replace him, and one of the only two (Superboy & Steel) who genuinely only had good intentions in doing so. Clark, Steel, Supergirl, Hal Jordan, and Superboy then all work together in the big battle against the Cyborg Superman.

Once things are settled, Clark is curious about him, and where he came from and his origin, so they end up going to Cadmus together with Guardian and learning more about him, as I previously mentioned. Once it is established that Superboy is in fact a metahuman clone who was created to mimic Superman, but is not actually a clone of him, Superman still accepts him and thinks he’s earned his right to continue using the ’S’ shield and have the name of Superboy. 

They part ways so Superboy can go on his press tour, but in general they have pretty positive interactions where they mutually respect each other! Not too much later in the comics even (I forget exaaactly when this happens but it’s definitely before the 1998 Young justice comic), Superman is the first one to give Superboy a real name, “Kon-El”, something he is so happy about he literally cries.

How is this different in the cartoon? 

When the boys first escaped, and Superboy first meets the Justice League, Clark is standoffish. Other members of the league need to nudge him over to go actually talk to Superboy, and it’s not much of a conversation before he flies off and away, leaving Superboy frustrated and alone.

This… turns into the standard for almost the entire first season. Other characters constantly telling Clark that he needs to reach out and be support for the boy (like in this iconic diner scene with Bruce and Clark), but Clark consistently being too freaked out by the fact that someone made a clone of him without his knowledge to properly accept Conner. While this does over time get better, this being the immediate reaction when Superboy is brand new in the world definitely… has an impact! 

He is rejected by the person he idolizes, and feels neglected and abandoned, and definitely kinda overcompensates with ego to try to make up for it. 

So:

In the comics, Superman and Superboy work together from the start, not falling into a hero/sidekick situation but rather acknowledging each other as individual heroes with respect for one another. They grow to see each other as family much faster, and little tension between them. A crucial difference in situations, though, is that at the time these versions first meet Superboy is not actually a clone of Superman.

In the cartoon, Superman at first avoids Superboy, and does not offer guidance or mentorship or anything the boy needs. It is clear that he wants to work with Superman and be like him, since it was what he was created to do. It takes a lot of time for Clark to accept Conner in this setting, and there is a lot of tension for the first several months Conner exists. (they seem to settle this towards the end of season 1/during the gap between season 2, but it still has it’s impact on who Conner is early in his life)

What does this mean?

I feel like this is another major factor that contributes to Conner being so angry all the time in the cartoon, he feels immediately rejected by the person he’s supposed to be someday, rather than accepted by him. Again, very different from how comics Superboy got a chance to be Superman, and a chance to then work with the real deal as equals. 

Friendships, Relationships and Identity

When Superboy is freed by the second Newsboy Legion, it’s primarily out of a ‘we’re clones who are stuck here, but you need to be out there, you’re what Metropolis needs right now!’ kind of idea. The first person he actually becomes close to is a reporter named Tana Moon.

Tana and Superboy’s relationship is… bad once it actually becomes romantic due to their huge age difference (she’s around 23, he is for all intents and purposes 16), but during the Reign of the Supermen where they’re still just friends for the most part, it’s not as bad. Tana becomes the GBS correspondent who focuses on everything Superboy (at this time still insisting he is the new Superman) is doing as a hero, and they become close friends.

GBS then also brings in Rex Leech (and his daughter Roxy) to be his agent, to promote Superboy and manage things for him. Rex is exploitative as hell, but Roxy does become another really important person to Superboy. These characters along with Dubbilex are his main supporting cast at the start of his solo comic when he’s in Hawaii.

In this whole era, Superboy is pretty much a celebrity. He’s cool, he’s a superhero, and I think it’s very notable he does not have a secret Identity. For a decent chunk of time, he is always just ‘Superboy’ (until, as I mentioned earlier, Clark gives him the name Kon-El. Even so, he doesn’t adopt a regular secret identity [Conner Kent, although he actually used a different one, Carl Grummett, before that!] until he begins living with the Kents in the early 2000s). By the time he joins any teams, Kon is pretty damn confident in who he is as a hero and has a relatively good grasp on who he is in general, if anything he’s a little too confident.

Young Justice was created in the aftermath of World Without Grown Ups when the trio of Superboy, Robin (Tim Drake) and Impulse (Bart Allen) had teamed up. After they saved the day they realized they worked well together and formed their team, utilizing the old Justice League base in Mount Justice. They were eventually joined by more members, especially relevant here is Wonder Girl (Cassie Sandsmark) who Kon later dates for a portion of the Teen Titans run that these four are in after Young Justice ends. 

The four of them become close, and when Kon dies during Infinite Crisis it rips a hole in everything they had established growing up together over the past several years (Cassie joins a cult dedicated to bringing him back, Tim tries to clone a new Kon, Bart got aged up and took on the mantle of the Flash, etc) and Bart’s death that followed similarly shook the remaining Cassie and Tim. This group eventually does get to reunite, with Kon and Bart coming back during Final Crisis, solidifying how even things like death don’t keep them apart for long. It’s hard to look at the comic book versions of these four characters and imagine how they would be without their connections to each other... until you look at the YJ cartoon and see a world where they’re not even all part of the same generation, let alone a friend group.

Now in the cartoon…

The first people Conner primarily interacts with are Dick, Wally, Kaldur, and M’gann, along with the League members who interact with The Team pretty regularly, Red Tornado, Batman, and Black Canary. He’s shown to be friends with the other memebers of the team and get along with them relatively well, but in general he’s not much of a social person. 

Much like in the comics, Superboy is considered very attractive, and immediately upon their meeting, M’gann is interested in him. Very, very interested in him.

At first it definitely does seem more just like an innocent crush, but it’s later revealed to be a little more… concerning than that. As in ‘Megan subtlety influencing Superboy to become her dream boyfriend based on a TV show she likes’ concerning. Like… she literally gives him the name ‘Conner’ after the TV show character that was the boyfriend of the character she bases her human self and entire identity on. The two date and once that becomes a thing, a lot of their plot lines in the following seasons revolve around the ups and downs of their relationship.

In general in this show, Superboy doesn’t really get much of a chance to establish himself on his own terms. Within months of him leaving his cloning pod, he and M’gann start going to high school with secret identities, so he’s already having to hide who he truly is to blend in with other people, before he even knows who he truly is. 

So to compare:

In the comics, Superboy gets to figure out who he is as Superman’s Clone/Superboy very publicly, has multiple love interests and a celebrity status, and over time becomes part of a tight-knit group of friends. He doesn’t use a regular secret identity for the first several years he’s active.

In the cartoon, Superboy has one love interest with a very large impact on him, not nearly as much focus is given to his other friendships, and he immediately adopts a secret identity meaning he needs to hide who he is from the start. 

What it means:

These factors play a big difference in his attitude, particularly highlighting how extroverted his comic version is and how introverted his cartoon version is. Comic Superboy never really needed to hide who he was until years into his career, vs being told to do so early on in his life. When you get used to needing to hide things so early, that can definitely lead to being more private/disconnected from others. Also somewhat related- in the comics, when Kon is given knowledge in his cloning tube, more pop culture got included. He mentions knowing Star Wars without having seen it, and references a ton of TV and Movies, vs the cartoon version of him that seems to have been given a lot of history of the world but not the current fun stuff. It’s the difference between knowing what’s going on in the world and what’s popular, vs only knowing the past and what’s fundamental. Not knowing pop culture like this can also really contribute to feeling alienated and lead to introversion. (I just... I think about how in the comics Kon’s favorite TV show is Wendy The Werewolf Stalker, in the cartoon Conner just... watches white noise static)

Also, having a completely different set of friends with different personalities has a big effect, people are always gonna be influenced by the people they’re close to to some extent. Bumping Conner up to Dick’s generation of heroes instead of Tim’s not only gives him completely different friends, but it also puts him in this position of being one of the ‘Original Team Members’. By this I mean, a member of the first iteration of the only teen team, one of the people that younger heroes coming onto the scene and joining the team in later seasons see as an experienced and older team member to look up to (despite the fact that cartoon Conner is permanently 16- they never fixed that for him like in the comics). That just creates a different dynamic entirely, because in the comics even when the Tim/Kon/Cassie/Bart group are more experienced on their team late in the Teen Titans run, they are still always going to have heroes like Dick Grayson, Donna Troy, Wally West etc as the older generation of ‘original teen heroes’ who came before them.

Also, while I am talking mostly about in-universe reasoning here, I do wanna bring up one slightly more meta reason that might also have contributed to them choosing to go for a more ‘introverted brooding hero’ characterization with him: the fact that their version of Wally already filled the ‘flirty jokey’ archetype original Comics Kon fits into. Having two characters like that in the show from the start would definitely get... overwhelming. And at the time this show was first airing, in the comics, he was relatively devoted to Cassie and not nearly as flirty anymore anyways.

Lex Luthor / Details of Cloning

In the comics, as I have already mentioned and will now actually explain, when Superboy was first introduced he was not the clone of Superman and Lex Luthor as we know him to be today. Kon was a metahuman clone, made with the DNA of Paul Westfield who worked at Cadmus, that they genetically altered to look like Superman, and gave powers based on the energy aura they discovered to exist around Clark’s dead body. This telekinetic field gave Kon the distinct powers he had for his first decade of existence: His Tactile Telekinesis (often referred to by him as TTK)

Lex Luthor was originally not directly involved in his creation, but he was aware that it was going on as is revealed during the Reign of the Supermen arc. Kon’s TTK allowed him to mimic Superman’s flight and strength, but not all of his powers. TTK also gave him powers Superman DOESN’T have, such as his ability to dismantle machinery or mold materials he is touching into different shapes. (The reason this is called Tactile Telekinesis is because there needs to be a tactile element, he needs to be touching the things) 

It is not until 2003, a decade after Superboy was created, that writer Geoff Johns in his Teen Titans run decided to alter Superboy’s origin. He established that Lex Luthor had been the real human DNA donor and that Superman’s Kryptonian DNA was actually used in the cloning process. Around this time, Conner also begins to exhibit more of the typical Kryptonian powers, like Clark did around this age. 

This information is at first only known by Conner and Tim, because the email had actually been sent to Tim directly. The two keep it a secret as Conner was not ready to tell the rest of the team, because he fears the implications it has, and is afraid of becoming evil or being rejected. This revelation about Lex being one of his ‘parents’ DNA-wise coming years into his hero career changes a lot of things for Conner, and makes him begin to question who he is. Unfortunately, Lex does at one point take control of Conner and force him to break Tim’s arm and attack Cassie directly (as well as the rest of the team, but these two specifically are what Conner expresses the most guilt over after the fact). This era of Conner in the comics is where he’s definitely closest to his cartoon counterpart, because he’s very troubled and dealing with a lot of heavy stuff regarding himself as a person. Yet there’s still traces of who he has always been in there. I mean, if you’re only familiar with cartoon Conner, can you really imagine his final words as he’s dying after saving the world being “Isn’t it cool?”

Now, looking at the cartoon…

Conner finds out about his connection to Lex in November, only a few months after having existed outside of a cloning tube. He finds it out on his own, from Lex speaking to him directly, after Conner went back to investigate the remains of Cadmus and ended up having a fight with Match (another clone who is able to pass for Conner’s duplicate who they… their version of Match is another thing they drastically changed from the comic version but as we’ve established that’s something they like to do so I’m not gonna dwell on it).

In the cartoon, Conner’s powerset is, from the start, different from both Superman and comic Superboy. Here he has heightened senses and strength and the ability to leap really far, but he lacks actual flight and some of the other standard Kryptonian powers, and has no TTK. The cartoon explains these gaps in his powers as being due to his half human DNA, and they introduce these patches that are able to suppress his human DNA and give him temporary access to full powers. Lex uses these patches as a way to manipulate him. Much like in the comics, Lex has a code word programmed into Conner that effects him, although it isn’t quite used for the same amount of ‘total mind control’, and he doesn’t get fully brainwashed and turn against the team or anything. Instead, the code word (here “Red Sun” rather than “Aut vincere, aut mori” [Translated as “to conquer or die" / "victory or death”]) just leaves him stuck in a hypnotic trance.

So:

In the comics, Kon finds out after years of believing he was a metahuman clone who was given powers to mimic Superman, that he is actually a clone of Lex Luthor and Superman, which alters his entire perspective on himself! This causes him to become a lot more unsure and anxious about who he is, in stark contrast with how confident he was before. There are still traces of his old self within him, but this is a development in his character that influences him moving forward, making him a bit more serious but still at his core the same person he used to be.

In the cartoon, Conner finds out after months of thinking he was a clone of just Superman, that he has half human DNA and the donor was Lex Luthor. While he always had confidence in his abilities, he was still somewhat lost as a person in knowing who he really was outside of things other people have assigned to him (teammate, boyfriend, superhero, etc), and finding out this information about himself just adds to the uncertainty and frustration.

What it means:

Having this struggle be something Conner has to deal with so early in his existence is one of the most fundamental changes in my opinion. Finding out that Lex Luthor is one of your clone parents is something that will alter your entire perception of yourself and who you are! In the comics, Conner had already been confident in who he was so it shakes his world in a really big way, but in the cartoon he still didn’t know who he really was so it just adds to further confusion. 

I think that even with the more serious characterization Kon starts getting in the 2003 Teen TItans run, his history and past as the fun cool 90′s Metropolis Kid isn’t entirely forgotten, it’s still a part of who he is/was. Sure, maybe he’s sometimes even embarrassed by how he used to be, but it’s not treated as though it didn’t happen. All of his history comes together to create the character and who he is by the time he wears just a T shirt as a costume.

By skipping over the fun era of his life and jumping right into who he was when he started facing these huge changes, it creates such a completely different set of challenges for him and that contributes directly to how he’s characterized. 

Putting it all together

The ultimate point I am trying to reach in all of this is that, beyond just ‘they made a writing choice to make him different’ the environment that Superboy was brought into and the events that took place right when he came into the world greatly influenced the type of character he would become. Every time an adaptation is made of something like comics, there are going to be changes and alterations to fit the world the creators want to make. Sometimes these changes are minor and don’t actually change who a character is (an example for the YJ cartoon’s universe itself: In the tie-in comics [issue 6] it’s established in this universe that the Flying Graysons weren’t just Dick and his parents, but other family members were active parts of it too. One was an uncle also named Richard, who actually survived the fall that killed the rest of his family but was left paralyzed and thus unable to care for him. This uncle already used the nickname ‘Rick’ which is likely why Dick ended up using ‘Dick’ as a name in a modern setting even though it has fallen out of popularity as a nickname because uh, connotations. This is something that is mostly unique to their world and helps to explain some things, but it’s not like tragically losing a few more family members changed their version of Dick and his backstory that drastically. At his core, he still has many similarities to his comic self) but they’re still changes, and that’s okay. Superboy, though, is such an extreme case where they made so many changes that at his core he really does become a completely separate character. Sure he has the name and design, but I was able to write five thousand words about differences here and am struggling to come up with more similarities beyond that.

I think there still could be specks of the original Superboy buried inside cartoon Conner, and that maybe he could have been more like his original version under other circumstances. Looking at these differences and where they come from is, I think, a cool way to begin to understand what elements contribute to who each version of Conner Kent really is. I think it’s clear from how I wrote this that I prefer the comic version, but there are definitely things that are fun to look at and think about with both.

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if u read all of this UH thanks for listenin to me ramble! sorry if this is incomprehensibe!

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So I saw somewhere a post that talked about how some fictional characters just have a divorce vibe going on, like, at no point in time were they ever married but they just give off that feeling that they got divorced

And now I can only think of Clark Kent and Lex Luthor having that vibe

And I spent close to an hour talking about this to my sibling and how it would be a good idea for a new DC show like, you can make so much money off of just the main Batfam alone and there are literally so many people in there that it’s just an amazing idea to have them all in a show together but kind of like a Good Luck Charlie kinda thing because there’s more than enough angst in the world

But in the case of not having enough of a budget for so many characters in one show I turned to the Superfam (Batfam is Huge like, I don’t even know half of the extended family version and that’s like at least ten characters so I could see why it wouldn’t be entirely feasible to have a show that included everyone while still being good with nice character development without having a billion dollars for the budget)

The Superfam, in my personal experience, is composed of Ma & Pa Kent (farm vibes plus I refuse to have either of them die in my AU), Clark Kent (main Superman), Lois Lane (Lana? was Smallville Lois i guess??? But idk enough about her so she’s not here), Jon Kent (Superboi II), Kara Danvers (Supergirl) & Conner Kent (Superboi I)

Now I’ve stopped watching CW shows like, forever ago??? But my brother kinda keeps up with them and basically the gist is that the ratings of every other show suck Except for the Superman & Lois show (because it’s 💫new💫) and I saw the cover of the poster like “Ah, the werewolf dude. . . mmmhhmmm that’s Lois yes, yes that’s Johnny boi, and um is that???? Nooooo, they wouldn’t do that to Conner right???? Please tell me they didn’t make Conner blonde” and I was informed that the blonde teen is Chris???? Like

Whoms’t do ye speak of

I’m not even joking but the only way I even know of Chris is from a random fanfic I read where Dick Grayson gets his own super from an alternate reality named Chris, that’s my only point of reference for this character

But let’s talk about how Conner Kent (OG Superboi) was excluded

Now I haven’t seen any episodes of this and I probably never will (no hate I’m just really unmotivated to start new shows at all) so idk if they might mention Conner or even allude to him in one scene or something

But this was my main motivator as to my new Superfam TV Show Idea

Have Lex Luthor not be a Superman villain, he’s mainly a successful businessman, a little shady but who isn’t, and he doesn’t want to Kill Superman, he just wants to be able to have some sort of viable protection against a Kryptonian in case of an invasion (see Man of Steel + CW’s Supergirl) or suddenly having a mind controlled Superman on their hands (see Justice League series or just look up what Red Krytonite does) so he makes it like his side thing to figure out ways to neutralize or hold back a Kryptonian, Clark totally thinks that Lex is obsessed with finding a way to kill Superman because they had a bad end to their friendship in high school so he’s always suspicious of Lex, Lex hasn’t really ever tried to kill him though because 1. It’s not that deep Clark ok? And 2. He’s a busy busy man with a very important job position and a company to run so does he look like he has time to harbor an obsession over someone who rejected him back in high school??? You’re more of a constant side quest Clark, so stop trying to put him on the JL watchlist ( btw ik about Lena Luthor, haven’t forgotten her but she doesn’t really play a part in this AU so let’s just have her and Kara off to the side doing their own thing ok? Ok)

Lex, Bruce & Oliver all knew each other when they were kids and went to the same school, this is just an extra detail I wanted to happen because Lex and Ollie definitely know Bruce is Batman and absolutely HATE having to deal with Brucie Wayne because “I know you’re just doing this to irritate me Bruce, you just want to see if you can make a vein throb in my forehead but I will valiantly ignore your dumbassery because I know you hate being Brucie just as much as we hate having to put up with Brucie so suck on that you petty bitch” because they bonded in ye olden days, childhood friends so to speak

Anyway so Cadmus tries to get Lex to make an investment in their company, seeing as Cadmus is shadier than Gotham when it rains Lex is basically like ‘no ❤️’ and doesn’t make a deal with them, Cadmus gets mad at not having Lexcorp financially backing them so Lex has an ‘accident’ and they steal his DNA, then they steal Superman’s DNA somehow and *boom* a Superboi is formed

Because I don’t know much about how the Core Four became friends in the first place (Robin Tim Drake, Impulse Bart Allen, Wonder Girl Cassie Sandsmark & Superboy Conner Kent) I’m just gonna go with what happens in the show Young Justice except it’s the Core Four becoming the Core Four when they liberated Conner (who at this point believes himself to be a clone of Superman and has only been given Superboy as a name) from Cadmus, same shit goes down meaning that Clark is just straight up NOT vibing with Conner, Conner just wants a mentor please, and the Bats kinda give Clark a passive aggressive treatment for not taking Superboy under his wing or at least agreeing to teach him how to control his powers, especially Tim because that’s his Bestie so yes

Anyway, YJ saves ppl and is on the news or whatever and Lex finds out about Superboy’s existence that way, so he researches this new super on his free time, finds out that he came from Cadmus and claims to be a clone of Superman, yet doesn’t have the whole power set Superman has??? Wait, didn’t Lex reject Cadmus’ proposal and the got into a mysterious accident??? Long story short Lex goes connecting the dots, hacks into Cadmus’ files, finds out he technically has a son with Superman and decides to take Superboy under his wing (I’ll go more in depth as to why Lex would want to do this in this AU later but the abridged version would be that he wants a kid but doesn’t have the time nor interest in finding a wife??? Also the radiation that made him bald as a kid also affected his reproductive system so while it’s not impossible for him to conceive kids he would have a very hard time actually getting to father a kid)

Him and Conner, who still goes by Superboy at this point in time, meet up and Conner finds out that here is a parent figure that is both available and actively wants to be a part of his life, so he agrees to get to know Lex and the series would focus on them becoming a family, with a special episode when Conner asks Lex for help in choosing a name for himself and it ends up with him agreeing to become Conner Luthor, it would be heartwarming and Mercy would make sure it happens within a day (Mercy is Lex’s bodyguard/PA but they’re also besties and she becomes the Responsible yet Chaotic Aunt as Lex and Conner’s father-son relationship progresses)

Obviously Clark becomes super suspicious of Lex getting close to his ‘clone’ and when Conner decides to go public as Lex’s son he’s like *GASP* and calls up Bruce because we need to get on this Bruce, Lex is a villain and blah blah blah but Bruce would be over Clark’s shit and hit him with that “actually, Lex was also an unwilling genetic donor to Superboy, who actually is not your clone either, and has agreed to take him in, I’ve been on this shit since they first met and the kid is doing just fine so if you keep poking your nose in their business then that’s your problem but you better be ready to pay child support bitch . . . have a good day ❤️”

The series would just focus on Conner getting to have a good parent figure in Lex and go more into their civilian lives rather than focusing on the superhero thing, Conner, Bart, Tim & Cassie have a sleepover at Lex’s house at one point, Lex totally Knows what’s up but it’s all good because these are his baby’s friends and they’re good people who are more than willing to prank Superman for rejecting his kid and giving his baby self worth issues (Mercy supports them)

Anyway, that’s basically the idea for a new Superhero Show