#alex has the worst dads on earth

[thehelltingvilleclub]

Bill Dickey - Comic & Ego Extraordinaire

Welcome to the club, why not meet the president?

William “Bill” Alan Dickey [04/13/80] | [5'11.5 (that .5 is real Important*)] Secretary of Comics | President of the Eltingville Club AOL / Online Users: [greedo318] | [DarkxKnightx] Theme Songs: What’s My Age Again? - blink-182 | My Own Worst Enemy - Lit | Brutal - Negative 25 Favorite Shit: Stan Lee, The X-Men, Complete Runs, Signed Editions, The Joker, Emma Frost, The Batman, Alternate Earths, Variant Covers, Crossovers, Torrent Sites, Action Figures, Statues/Busts, Alex Ross, Bondage Covers, First Printings, Continuity, Cosplay Chicks, “Headlights”.

In the ripe year of 1999, Bill Dickey couldn't be any more... Tired? Annoyed? A lonely piece o' sh-- But that's fine, everything is fine, right guys? .... Guys? The fact he's managed to keep the club together is baffling at best (and all thanks to Jerry, and May.. er.. Mr. Osewai, actually), and completely unbelievable at worst, but he's still got his friends (kind of) and they still like him (eh..) He's a nice guy, honest, just.. don't turn on your brain.

Variants Under the Cut--

Oh Captain, My Captain

His @ greedo318 account got banned essentially in the first two weeks of him getting it on Messenger about a year back, as May and Pete helped Josh essentially spam report it when he started to harass Josh there too. Hence the new name that he actually uses.

Mrs. Dickey is still trying to force him to get a job, and while he has applied, he flops any and every interview he lands with his stupid need to be the loudest asshole in the room.

This man's ego is absolutely the size of the sun, it's almost immeasurable I assure you, HOWEVER--

Show him some ⋆｡°✩spunk~✮⋆˙ show him you bark back just as harsh as him and he *might* just keep you around.

Someone please just get him a better acne face wash and a steady form of income that isn't his mother's paychecks bro please for the love of god--

He was actually one of the first in the group to get a car, but he never has money for gas so he like never drives it. It was a "gift from dad" according to his mom, but he doesn't believe her for a minute. (He's convinced she bought it for him to get him to move out.)

His mom watches Titanic every year on his birthday after 1997 and he HATES it to the point he has threatened to disconnect the breaker if she kept playing it at full volume.

He is still convinced that he has a shot with May (Despite her telling him repeatedly no) and is INSISTENT about it like a possessive little weirdo (news flash, he doesn't but he's delusional so it's fine)

^^ This absolutely pisses Pete off but he can't say shit cause he's a baby that won't ask her out so--

The night of the Destruction of Joe's Fantasy World, Mr. Osewai had tried to stop in and pick something up for May when he walked in on.. well, Dickey on fire. His paternal instincts kicked in and managed to help the kids and smooth some things over with the families (and.. may or may not have threatened to rip out Joe's tongue but like it's fine).

Dickey has a strong sense of gratitude for the guy, even if he expresses it in the WEIRDEST ways, 'cause at the end of the day the guy kind of saved his only group of friends from his own bullshit.

When he does eventually land a job, it's essentially a generic gas station attendant, but they let him read his comics on the job when he has to work nights so that's a plus?

Guh guys I hate this man so much can someone please explain why I have so much fun drawing him please please please--

also... this somethin' y'all want?

[moistvonlipwig]

9 10 16 please? :D (cwsg, i’m sorry)

aye aye cap'n 🫡 under the cut for length

9. worst part of canon

I think it has to be Mon-El, who is so very terrible that even now he is stealing my ability to kvetch about other things. ...Luckily, this is my blog, so I can do what I want. So the other worst part of canon was the demonization and eventual murder of Manchester Black at J'onn's hands in the same season that saw James cozying up to the Children of Liberty (WHY) and the Superfriends insisting that killing them (the neo-Nazi analogues), even to prevent them from killing their marginalized alien targets, was Wrong and Bad.

(Crisis on Earth-X was pretty bad, too. Not sure how it didn't occur to any of the higher-ups that putting their heroes in Nazi uniforms in order to make them ~Cool Villains~ was maybe kind of a super fucking antisemitic thing to do.)

10. worst part of fanon

I was sorely tempted to just answer this with "el problema es el racismo," but thinking on it further that is technically the worst part of fandom, whereas fanon is generally understood to mean (a) post-colonial Marxist philosopher Frantz Fanon or (b) fan-constructed canon, i.e. headcanons that have become popular and widely accepted by many people in a fandom (sometimes to the point where people mistakenly believe that these headcanons are canon). I've already talked about my problems with the "Kara is a genius"/"Krypton is Advanced™ and Earth is Primitive™" take, as well as the "Lena never really cared about James" take; other popular fanon ideas I can't stand include "Clark is an asshole" (no >:( I like Clark), "J'onn is Alex and Kara's space dad" (citation needed), and "Eliza Danvers is the best mom ever" (when, lest we forget, Alex's whole Deal is a direct result of her Not being the best mom ever lol). Um...there's probably more but to be honest I'm blanking on what they would be.

16. you can’t understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Hm, well, I could talk about general fanfic tropes I don't get but I prefer to stay fandom-specific in order to maximize damage from my biting and maiming. So I'll just expand on what I commented on your earlier post: I don't understand the appeal of the trope where Kara shows Lena Disney movies or imparts upon her the True Meaning of Christmas and thus transforms her life from one of forever sadness to one of joyful bliss. I'm not saying I don't like fics where Kara's presence in Lena's life improves her life -- ideally, I would imagine that both of them improve each other's lives. But the specific trope of "OMG, Lena had an abnormally wealthy and abusive childhood and thus has never done [normative thing for American (Christian) children to do that there is no canon evidence she hasn't done and also that is not necessary for healthy childhood psychological development], we must rectify this immediately!!!" baffles me.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Adam Gets World's No.1 Worst Peepaw Shirt (2024)

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[Note: Please Click On The Drawing To Make It Bigger In Order To Read The Purple Words Better On Peepaw Adam's Shirt, and the speech bubbles from those who are speaking.

and incase it might still be a bit hard to read what Peepaw-Adam is saying here is what he is saying in the drawing: "What does this shirt say..? I can't read it Upside-Down. it was a Gift from a "Earth Angel Princess" who calls herself "The Eveningstar Princess" Whatever that means. but she is my Alternate Counterpart's Descendant-Granddaughter, who is also a Descendant of both Cain & Seth, as well as King David and King Solomon as well as King Solomon's Son, Rehoboam. man, sucks to be her, how unlucky is she to be the descendant of King Solomon! but at least she can be thankful to be My descendant! well, that OTHER me's own descendant anyway. man, the words on this shirt is VERY long, it must talk about how AWESOME I am."....despite what he might think, it doesn't talk about how Awesome he is. XD lol ]

Credit for Hazbin Hotel goes to Vivienne "Vivziepop" Medrano & SpindleHorse

Credit for Transformers goes to Hasbro & TakaraTomy

Credit for Transformers: Prime Series goes to Jeff Kline, Alex Kurtzman, Duane Capizzi & Roberto Orci

Credit Transformers Animated Series goes to Sam Register & Matt Youngberg

Credit for Steven Universe Series goes to Rebecca Sugar

Credit for Cuphead goes to Studio-MDHR

Credit for Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt goes to Gainax

Credit for Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts goes to Radford Sechrist & Bill Wolkoff

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I regret nothing...

and I think Ficto-Peepaw Adam deserves that shirt.

Cuphead is trying not to laugh, and Steven knows how bad it will be if Adam finds out what that shirt says, possibly thanks to Garnet's future vision.

also, I like idea of Knockout being Steven's Cybertronian Guardian and Knockout could of started out as Steven's Guardian when Steven was just a baby, and it being Rose who was the first out of the Crystal Gems and Other Humans besides Greg in Beach City that saw the good in Knockout, and Garnet was the second to see the good in him and Amethyst was the third but it took Pearl a lot longer to fully trust Knockout.

also Kipo in this, is a future version who still has part of her new hair style from the epilogue but this version of Kipo grew her hair longer and might be around her mid-20s and is married to a unknown spouse.

Sari in this drawing is 23 years old but close to becoming 24 years.

or she could already be 24 years old.

and yes, I am the "Eveningstar Princess" and "Earth Angel Princess" who gave that Adam the shirt. XD

I am Cain & Seth's Weird Descendant Granddaughter, Long Live The Divine Feminine Revolution and for it's Healing and Recovery!

we should put a protective barrier around the Earth to stop the Negative and Toxic energy from the Toxic-Masculine energy through, and only allow the positive Masculine energy through.

it might be able to help both Omni-Mom and the Divine Feminine heal even more if all Earth Angels worked together to form a protective barrier so that the Feminine part of the Earth can heal properly...and the whole two certain Masculine sides crossing the line with their fight is not helping in the recovery process.

Lucifer and Samael still ain't the boss of me, no matter which one of them is Cain's Dad...

also even if not everyone has to agree to it but respect my new view of belief...

but I'm still going to believe in both God/Heavenly-Father & Goddess/Earthly-Mother...

and I rather not have some Toxic-Religious jerk from before, make me feel really bad and cry and throw those misused words they threw me before...I'm still gonna hope I don't run into that Toxic-Religious Jerk again...that still might count as religious trauma, which could be second to any past life Toxic-Religious Trauma...

I guess it was a little surprised that fans were right about that Adam from Hazbin Hotel, being THE Adam...which means he is like a Alternate Counterpart of the one that was from here...

which still makes that Adam from Hazbin Hotel, "The First Peepaw"

don't know if Cain will appear in that series or what he would be like.

but no matter the Multiverse, he is still Grunkle-Grandpa, along with Seth being Grunkle-Grandpa...at least the descendants they had married each other many generations later...is that correct...?

they don't need to be marrying too close to the tree...

the descendants of the early generations that were descended from Seth and Cain, would have to have different DNA from another Paternal and Maternal source and they would have to still marry into different bloodlines to different humans in order for the descendants of both Seth and Cain back then, were to marry each other...because it would mean they would be hardly be closely related so there will be no possible problems with the future offspring.

which I'm glad to be a "Purple Blood" rather than a "Blue Blood", yeah being a "Blue Blood" is like another word for Royalty but given that is true, but I'm glad that some of my Ancestors are both Royal and Non-Royals, and I don't want to be called a blue blood, but instead a purple blood. :)

also even if ya can look to the situation with Cain and who his bio-dad is, either it be Samael or Lucifer, and it being like the same situation in a Hazbin Hotel AU's Fanon Timeline....with Adam being the Step-Dad of Cain...

it would still make for a good Jerry Springer comedy, but instead of Jerry, it's some guy named Perry who has to talk to both Eve and the possible fathers of Cain, and even have the Step-Dad Adam there as well...

I wouldn't be surprised if Adam and Eve from Hazbin Hotel are divorced, like for all we know, Eve could of left him like around early 202X.

Adam could act like it never happen and could be in denial that both of his two ex-wives Lilith and Eve left him...

which would serve that Peepaw Adam right, that's what you get for being a selfish, egoistical, toxic-masculine jerk.

I think it could be interesting if it turn out Cain and Charlie were half-siblings, which would mean that Lucifer from that series was with Eve first before he and Lilith fell in love...

like Eve and Lucifer had to have a mutual break-up, because they knew they couldn't truly be together because one of the reasons being Adam...and at some point Lucifer meets Lilith, falls in love again, but for all we know Lucifer could still have feelings for Eve as well.

and yeah, like the shirt that Adam is wearing points out...

Abel should not be around Fluffy-Babies, and if ever tried that "offering" stuff with my first or second cats (my first cat is no longer with us and had passed away a few years ago, and I was lucky to get my second cat when they were still a little kitten.) I would go Feral Earth Angel on him.

and like I said before, if those at the vet did anything wrong with my second cat or like if they weren't taken there on time...

if I had the power to, I would start Omnigeddon...

like in theory it is like Armageddon but FAR and way worse...

lucky it might not be thing...but yeah the thoughts of wanting to start Omnigeddon did come to my mind if anything bad happen to my second cat when they had to go to the vet and they had to have surgery.

also there could be better ways to spiritually offer food even if it is meat to like both the Heavenly-Father & Earthly-Mother...

like having to cook it, and serve it with fruits and vegetables and eating it with friends and family...

and also spiritually sharing it with both the Heavenly-Father and Earthly-Mother...

and yeah, I'm still going to view both Abel and Cain being in the wrong, but Cain only got far worse because of bad parenting and his depression getting far worse and reaching a very dangerous breaking point...

and if anyone needs to be redeem at Charlie's Hotel, it's both Cain and Abel.

oh, and yes Steven is holding a cellphone to talk to Knockout and one could view that Steven is whispering so Adam doesn't hear him.

anyway hope some like this Crossover Fanart.

and once again, when it comes to giving Ficto-Peepaw Adam that shirt, I still regret nothing. XD

[propertyofwhitney67]

What would the LI’s be like as single parents, assuming maybe PC died during/shortly after the kid was born?

(Presumably excluding Avery that man is not being a father or paying child support no matter what. That kid could be jesus returned to earth and he still dgaf)

You are very right about Avery

Whitney it still an amazing parent despite the daily struggle of you not being there. The nights are the worst, he thinks about how you'll never get to see them grow up, how they'll never get to meet you, etc.

Kylar fucking lost it and has no idea how to function

Robin is a mess but really does his best to be there for the baby

P!Sydney is also a mess but hides it well, throwing himself into taking care of the baby

C!Sydney is colder now but still makes sure to take care of the baby

Alex is so frazzled and has a hard time doing this by himself but he really does his best

Eden is not the same, but has to be there for the baby. He's a good dad and protects them at all costs.

[wildcxrds]

7 & 9 @ jacob

7. What is their fondest memory? Their worst?

A snowy evening when he was 9, set up with just him and his mom in an apartment they had. The whole place was warm and they had just played Mario Party, and he was listening to his mom singing Christmas songs like a lullaby to him. They were both starting to doze off into their beanbag chairs and Alex had used her magic to make little small lights float around the apartment.

His worst was the day finding out the truth of his father, about the attack he unleashed onto NYC and the damage he inflicted before that. It shattered a lot of the idealization he had for Loki.

9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out?

Hoo boy here we go.

CW: Death

(Normal written is included, struck out is left out.)

Age 4: Him and his mom in the pocket dimension, in his bedroom with his little galaxy lights learning his ABCs.

Age 5: His mom having him try alfajores for the first time (short bread cookies with dulce de leche sandwiched in between).

Age 6: His sixth birthday where some of his magic manifested stronger and he made a little orb of blue light by accident when she gave him a gift (his first spellbook that she handmade). They laughed out of surprise and started to note down little notes to help him learn how to do that.

Age 7: The day he was able to use his magic to move an object from one spot to another without the use of a focus. Alex cried happily and relayed how proud of him she was.

Age 7: Alex started to prep him for the potential of them leaving the pocket dimension, and she had already been telling him stories of his family and friends, painting them all in a very good light.

Age 8: Watching his mom sit and cry in secret, pleading to the gods to show him kindness when he’s brought to meet her family for the first time.

Age 9: The day after his birthday, leaving the pocket dimension and meeting Kori and Jake. Jacob excited to meet the one he was named after and to learn all about them as much as he could. One of his best memories because Kori showed him how he could also conjure little orbs of purple light and promised to help Jacob refine this.

Age 9: Meeting Kairo and the others, sensing it was off, but they welcomed him warmly while blatantly ignoring his mom. He stood up for her despite her reassuring he didn’t have to worry about anything, that they were just frustrated she showed up unannounced.

Age 9: Meeting his father for the first time, which was short but sweet.

Age 9: Playing the guitar for his mom for the first time after practicing a lot and cheering her up.

Age 9: Uncle Jake taking him out flying one day and showing him all the magic he’d learn until that point.

Age 9: Watching his mom die after she’d gotten possessed by a corrupt angel.

Age 10: His Uncle Jake and Alex having a big fight seven months after she’d gained her immortality. Jake finally tells Jacob all the truth about Loki.

Age 10: Moving to Washington State after his mom had a long talk with him about all that he’d learned about his father, to try and settle his mind. Meets his Uncle Thor properly and it takes him a little time to warm up.

Age 10 - 13: kind of a blur where she spends time at the new school established now east of Washington State in the forests by Gabe, and he learns with other students who don’t use magic with a focus. Spends a bit more time with Uncle Thor every so often.

Age 14: Winds up seeing his father for the first time in years and speaks about the stuff he’d learned, but expresses he still loves his dad and hopes to see him more in his life.

Age 14: Has gone into hiding with everyone to avoid the invasion of Thanos on the earth.

Age 19: Coming back out to find the world slowly coming back together. Uncle Thor finding them to tell them his father was murdered.

[crescendeyes]

2022 In A Nutshell

I want you to read this and remember how diabolically horrible and crazy 2022 was. In the beginning of the year, it was pretty promising. Things were looking alright for you; you were earning quite a bit from a Singapore job and money was the least of your worries. A younger boy was relentless chasing after you all the way from London eventhough he was exciting and interesting, he just wasn’t the right person for you. You were bored but you went along with it anyway.

You quit your God awful job and started in a new agency. Things started to look a little bit more promising.

Things were fine until May came along. You went to LA & Vegas with Alex & Gar, you found out Alex was cheating on you, eventhough you were not officially together - that shit broke you. You became a version of yourself that you hate - your mom.

You came back from Vegas in June with the worst ever sickness and ended up in the hospital. You also lost your friendship with Cam but that wasn’t your fault.

A month after, your dad fell into a stroke and you spent July being miserably abused by your brother while nursing the fact that your job is in jeopardy. However, you held on quite well and things started to stabilise after a few months. Only for it all fall apart in November when you had to put your dog down all while starting another new job. 

You almost killed yourself in November. 

You took a trip to Penang with your friends hoping to recuperate from what a shitty week, month, year it has been - only to fuck up even further with your friends by conducting the most shameful and thoughtless act. 

After recklessly losing some friends, you went to Jakarta for another rave thinking it will be the best chance to relief yourself from whatever happened in KL - except it didnt stop there. Things got exceptionally worse when you ended up in a locker.

After what seemed like hell on earth, you had a week to pack and leave to New York. You just started this new job with a new Singapore agency, your manager was unaware before you signed the contract that you had a pre-planned holiday already and he’s not exactly happy with you. You got a scolding from him but he was also understanding on the efforts you’re making to work while you’re on the trip.

Then New York happened, and it was the best thing that can happen to you. You’re happier going into 2023. You’re more confident and you’ve forgiven yourself on the things that had happened throughout the year. Remember you are better than you think you’re worthy of. You are worthy of happiness and peace. I love you, Amanda. 

Summary of 2022:

3 Jobs 

3 Losses

1 Attempt at suicide 

1 Heartbreak 

1 Hospitalisation 

Multiple accounts of mental breakdowns 

1 Happy Christmas & New Year’s Eve 

5 Cities: LA, Vegas, New York, Jakarta & Singapore

You’ve got great friends, appreciate them.

[cryhavok]

homeopolitics replied to your post: MUSE AESTHETICS - SEX & ROMANCE EDITION ! bold...

i feel dirty liking this

charles is cordially not invited to fuck him in a rainstorm

[goblinbugthing]

ALRIGHT ON IT UHHH *speedily starts playing my emo music for emo focus*

hat game (do keep in mind some of this info is either right off the top of my head or from an unfinished fanfic that ihaveng touched in months so it might be a little wonk, also cw for suicide):

The royal family of Subcon. We know em. We love the one guy that got the worst out of it (poor prince). They have a long history of mental illness, but it seems to affect the women of the family worse. Of course, Vanessa got that shit too, but from her dad instead of her mom (her mom is way too nice for her own good bc of her own mother). Along with the history of mental illness, they also have a history of. Ahem. Murdering their husbands. So yeah, princess bitchface also killed her boy. Sucks for him but now I have TWO hot ghost boyfriends so that slays ig /j

SPEAKING OF THE ROYAL FAMILY, another character who is very very important to the main lore of the actual game is actually related to them. I’m not going to say who though. You have to guess. Or wait for me to write it somewhere. All I’m gonna say is: keep watch for the last name Niagoran.

As I said in Alex’s info, he only realized he had a crush on Moon after they both passed, but even worse? Moon was still in The Horizon at the time. He only realized his gayness when it had been 6 years after the kingdom’s downfall, and Moon was stuck in The Horizon for almost 200 years. Poor dudes. They’re together now, though, bc i h8 bad endings

More Alex angst bc i said so: he offed himself when he found out the prince was dead. That’s where the mark on his neck came from. It’s a soul mark of rope burn.

Typically I’d be writing SO MUCH MORE angst, but I’ve cried enough this week so here’s random shit I wanna talk about related to this au:

Moon, Chrome, and Alex have officially adopted Theophania (or mustache girl)!!!! Moon calls her “Princess Tiff” bc of his royal heritage, and she says it’s weird, but it actually makes her super happy bc she’s. Had a pretty shit life. I mean, no normal teenage girl would attempt planetary genocide.

Chrome introduced Moon and Alex to kirby, and Moon has been absolutely obsessed with it ever since. He WILL explain the entire lore to you if you let him (you should definitely do that btw). Chrome also introduced them to various other things, like fnaf, minecraft, and pretty much anything nintendo. Also emo music, because a lot Chrome’s friends never left their hs emo phase. Alex likes it a lot. Moon finds it kinda scary though. He prefers soft indie music, and classical stuff.

Hattie (or Moxxia) and bow (or Axxiori) are twin sisters, born on the planet of Zentruvia. It’s a couple thousand light years away from earth, and it’s home to a very highly advanced civilization. Time Pieces are created using materials that can (as far as they know) only be found on Zentruvia.

The huge Time Piece in Subcon is an actual Time Piece. Mox has no clue how or why it’s there, nor does Axxi. Moon is scared of it, Snatcher and Alex think it’s cool, and Chrome pretends it doesn’t exist to prevent existential crises.

Snatcher is a physical manifestation of the prince’s anger at Vanessa. He was a very, very kind individual, but deep down, all he wanted was revenge against the corrupted queen. That anger was so powerful that it manifested itself into a physical form, made purely of emotional matter. That’s why Snatcher is mad all the time—his emotions are the source of his power.

AND KIRBY STUFF:

So, you remember Blast Knight Hara? Well, I mentioned her by name for a specific reason. She’s a somewhat important character to this AU. Keep an eye out for stuff abt her.

Speaking of Hara, the friend she was using as support at the beginning of Taboo was not Galacta. It was one of the other heroes of yore. I know my wording made it seem like it was Gala she was holding onto, but it’s not him. He’s… a bit more than a friend to her. Heheh.

After Galacta’s crystallization, Hara personally spoke out and protested against his punishment. She said it was unfair, that he literally needed to use Soul Crystallization to stop Void, but the priestess didn’t listen. Hara was exiled two days later. Told to take her ship and blast off to the farthest corners of the universe so she “didn’t corrupt anyone else.” The Yonna and the High Priestess are very adamant about Soul Crystallization being horrible.

The Ykka are the gods of the Ancients’ religion, said to be all-powerful beings who built the universe itself. The Ykka are also believed to be the ones who bestowed magical powers unto the Ancients.

Hara had a son, only 2 weeks old by the time of her exile. He was taken from her before she was exiled so she didn’t “corrupt him,” and soon sent off in his own custom starship, built to train and raise him in his dreams. It’s a common practice when exiling parents of Star Warriors.

Galacta Knight is actually a direct creation of Void’s. In the lore, it’s stated that Void reincarnates themself into a physical form based off of gathered emotions. That’s what makes him so powerful; his direct relation to Void makes him incredibly overpowered, even for a Star Warrior (it’s pretty rare for a Star Warrior to be directly created by Void).

Morpho Knight is literally millions of years old, maybe even older that Void. They were created directly by Nebulis as the Kirby multiverse’s sole Grim Reaper, and have been doing their job for god knows how long. Eventually, though, there were too many people dying everywhere, so the Grim Reaper system thingy was created (that’s a WHOLE other can of worms that concerns the entire multiverse itself, so it’ll be posted in a separate Nebulis-centered lore thing), and the rest is history.

The people who captured Elfilis and Fiktra were Draconic. Discovera was run by a man who at first really just wanted to protect the world from calamity, but after running into Liz and Gen, his mindset completely changed. It was at this point that he became completely obsessed with power, and his soul was permanently corrupted.

Liz and Gen were both in captivity for 2,045+ years. The first 30 were during the experimental era, the next 15 were after the warp-experiment incident, and the rest was spent in complete solitude. Gen was asleep for most of it, about 3 years after Elfilis initially was split.

Liz was revived 3 times, technically 4 if you count the soul boss stuff in the true arena as a separate revival. First was their initial absorbing of the rat, second was in the ultimate cup, and third was… something I can’t explain here bc we’re not at that point in the story yet!!!! Hahhahahahahahgsgxgs it’ll be posted separately at some point

Ooo weee that’s all I can think of rn!!!! Finally my head is empty of all that stuff!!!!! Thank you for letting me lore dump and make room for new ideas @altblock-tm :}}}}}

enjoy ur food fren

[black-coffee-and-sugar]

What the actual fuck

i had to sit with my thoughts on 6x18 for a while. you know every time i tell myself 'this is the worst episode' the sg writers say 'hold my beer'. this is the final season i can count all the genuinely good episodes on one hand with 3 fingers to spare. it's honestly so sad. the premiere injected me with so much promise, the phantom zone storyline was supposed to be the chance to explore kara as her own damn character again, 6b was going to give us all our endgames and the unity between the super friends that we've been robbed of for the past few seasons. but they have literally given us anything but that. for instance in this episode:

- started in such a strange place i actually had to check to make sure i didn't miss something

- cringe cringe cringe. why are the effects so bad

- fight scenes are so terribly choreographed. fire whoever is responsible

- william trusting otis with intel. super friends trusting the intel. especially lena. like come on, you should know otis better than the others and his relationship with your brother. you didn't think it was in the least bit suspect? the fuck happened to you lena???

- given how incompetent the super friends have been this entire season, im actually shocked that they managed to get those totems from nyxly

- nyxly's truth totem test used to further her contrived romance with lex and just like that, nyxly has ceased to exist as her own character. i was genuinely enjoying her as a villain up until this point

- andrea is actually not a nice person but i blame the writers for making her such a mean girl cut out instead of a complex, morally grey character. there's no actual motivation for her behaviour. her stock characterization, one dimensionality, one minute scenes this season is such a poor way to handle her. the only revelance she served was in 5x06 and i had hoped that they would spend more time with her as acrata and developing her friendship with lena, especially while lena was separated from kara and the super friends. but no, they didn't do that and im so irritated by this

- can't believe im saying this but william wasn't wrong with what he said to andrea. he wasn't. but he should just quit catco and go home. why isn't that an option?

- lena giving andrea solid advice. you know what that is? GROWTH

- idk how publishing lex's journals really does anything for catco or tainting lex's public image. if the trial didn't, the trial where he pretty much said "yes I wanted to mind control the world, what of it?" didn't convince the world he's evil and crazy, nothing will

- one of the most unbelievable things is that cat grant exists on earth prime and she's apparently quite fine with how catco, her baby, is a joke now

- alex cannot and does not understand kara's lived experience. "i was there" god y'all have no idea how that triggered me

- alex literally has two character traits: asshole cop and supportive sister. her reaction to kara's very reasonable suggestion about helping esme with her powers. is it a bad thing to use training wheels when you're learning how to properly ride a bike? the child doesn't know how to control her powers and it's overwhelming for her. taking steps to help manage that does not have to equate hiding and suppressing. it's just easing her into it while she learns control. like wtf was this scene

- kara apologized too why?

- lex getting all this character growth in these past 2 episodes is also triggering

- the way lex and nyxly are getting all this development and screentime when your MAIN CHARACTER GETS NOTHING

- lena on comms. Ooooh westallen vibes

- loving these kara and space dad scenes we've been getting recently

- brainia wtf. the crimes committed to this couple are UNENDING

- im assuming nia can't go to the future because she has a descendant there and this will basically become the same situation amaya was in on legends

- lena's little hip sway came too late in the episode to keep me invested

- but also can we take a minute to appreciate how hot everyone was looking this episode? even william

- william is allegedly "friends" with superheroes so my big question is, why wouldn't you call them instead of picking up a knife? you mean to tell me that the tower doesn't have a panic room or something? some internal lockdown sequence that is manual and therefore cannot be remotely disabled? is this a joke?

- i tried putting on my phone's video and putting it in perfect frame in 0.1 secs like william and it was not physically possible

- lex is an asshole yes but even him killing william made zero sense narratively

- andrea will be forever traumatized because she got william killed and you know what? im not even mad about that

- what does upset me is that william's death was not impactful. i think about tommy merlyn dying in arrow S1 or stein in legends S3 and how those deaths greatly impacted the main characters and the even the audience. but william's death did...nothing. even the super friends reaction to seeing him there on the floor bleeding out was...benign. it wasn't sad, it was stupid and unnecessary. but it fits the theme of them killing POC characters

- the bachelorette party lasted all of 2 minutes and honestly the episode should've ended there

- but also thinking about how short the party was, the lack of intimacy we saw from dansen and i am reminded that the cw is not interested in giving us real representation. don't let them fool you into thinking otherwise

- would also like to point out that all the couples were standing next to each other and it's very homophobic that supercorp and dansen were not grinding on their partners

- is it weird to have your dad at your bachelorette party? feels like it would be. honestly would've made sense for j'onn and eliza to babysit esme but no, they just had to get william involved and try (fail) to give him a "hero's death"

so what i gathered from this episode is no brainia, probably no supercorp, idk what is happening with andrea, lex and nyxly have become our main couple and that the super friends (comprised of a martian, kryptonian, 12th level intellect, dream energy wielding badass, genius billionaire/witch and 2 skilled vigilantes) need 2 men from the future and calvintown's paper editor to help them fight the big bads.

what the actual fuck

[peachscribe]

peach’s summer book list

i had a lot of fun compiling the list of books i read during the 20-21 winter, so i decided i would do a summer one as well! i still have a lot of books i own but haven’t read, so im definitely not lacking in material

if you didn’t see my winter list, how my book list works is basically like this: i read a book that i own but have not previously read, write a short summary immediately after finishing the book, write down my thoughts on the book, and then provide a rating for the book. i also might include background info on why i read this particular book/feelings about the author, but that depends on the book. that’s how each entry works

without further ado, let’s get started!

1. Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith

okay so i absolutely adore another book by andrew smith (written after grasshopper jungle) called the alex crow. it’s one of my favorite books of all time, so naturally i wanted to see if grasshopper jungle would make me feel similarly. just like the alex crow, grasshopper jungle’s plot is. so fucking weird. it stars austin szerba, a teenage polish kid who lives in ealing, iowa, and is often sexually confused regarding his girlfriend shann and his best friend robby. and in ealing, iowa, austin and robby accidentally and unknowingly unleash an unstoppable army of huge six-foot-tall praying mantis bugs that only want to do two things: fuck and eat. and i just have to say: andrew smith’s got an absolutely dynamo writing style. alex crow is similar, where it’s a book about kind of everything all at once, framed in a moment centering around teenage boys. it’s fantastic, and it’s more than a little gross, and i love it. this book made me feel so many things, and i thought austin was such an amazing narrator and main character to identify with. this book has it all: shitty teenage boy humor, fucked up science experiments, and poetic imagery that will make you want to cry. and explicit lgbt characters.

412/10 andrew smith what do you put in your water i just want to know

2. Burn by Patrick Ness

patrick ness has written a plethora of some of my favorite books (such as a monster calls, the chaos walking trilogy, and the rest of us just live here) so when i saw this one in the store i knew it would be a great one. burn is an alternate history fantasy that takes place in 1957 frome, washington, during the height of the cold war, and it begins with a girl named sarah and her father hiring a dragon to help out on their farm. but there’s not just dragons, farm living, and cold war tensions; there’s also a really shitty small town cop, a cult of dragon worshippers and their deadly teenage assassin, a pair of fbi agents, and a prophecy that sarah’s newly hired dragon claims she’s a part of. i think eoin colfer’s highfire was on my winter list, which also featured a story that included dragons and shitty cops, so when i first began burn i thought it was funny to have two books that had both things. you know, if you had a nickel etc etc. but that’s really where the similarities end because burn is entirely it’s own monster (dragon). burn is entirely invested in its world, and its fascinating. not only that, i had no clue where the book would take me next. there were so many surprises and amazing twists that honestly just blew me away. this book also includes beautifully written complicated discussions on family, race, and love - it features interracial and queer romances as the two most prominent romance plots which was such a nice surprise from a book i wasn’t expecting to have that kind of representation. this book is witty, fast-paced, and a very heartening read - i absolutely adored it.

9/10 dragons and becoming motivated by the power of love and friendship are so fucking cool

3. As Meat Loves Salt by Maria McCann

i hate this book! as meat loves salt is a historical fiction novel which takes place in seventeenth century england, which is going through a grisly civil war. the protagonist, jacob cullen, is a servant for a wealthy household and is engaged to another servant in the house. but due to certain events that are almost entirely jacob’s fault, he flees the house and is separated from his wife. from there, he joins the royal army and meets a kind soldier, ferris, and the two become fast friends. jacob and ferris’s relationship begins to bridge past friendly, and jacob struggles with his homoerotic feelings as well as the growing obsession and violence inside him. also, they try to start a colony. listen, i don’t know how to describe the book because so much happens, but it basically just follows jacob and all the terrible decisions he makes because he is, truly, a terrible person. ferris is kind and good, and jacob is scum of the earth. he sucks so bad. the entire time i was reading this book (which took absolutely so long), all i wanted was for jacob to just get his ass handed to him. i wanted to see him suffer. and it’s not like i just personally don’t like him - i believe the book purposefully depicts him as unsympathetic even though he is the narrator. i did enjoy the very in depth and accurate portrayal of what life would’ve been like in seventeenth century england, and i think it was interesting to read a character that is just the absolute worst person you’ve ever encountered and see him try and justify his actions, so if you enjoy that kind of thorough writing, then this book would be perfect for you. however, i did not see that bitch ass motherfucker jacob cullen suffer enough. i’d kill him with my bare hands.

2/10 diversity win! the worst man on earth is mlm!

4. This Savage Song by Victoria Schwab

i know ive had a friend tell me how great one of schwab’s other book series is, but truthfully i bought this book because the cover is sick as hell and it was on a table in the store that advertised for buy two get one free, i think. something like that. anyway, this savage song takes place in a future in which monsters, for whatever reason, suddenly became real and out for blood in a mysterious event nicknamed the phenomenon. august flynn is one of these monsters, but he takes no pride in that fact and only wants to feel human. kate harker is the daughter of a ruthless man and is trying her hardest to be ruthless, too, but deep down she knows it’s just an act. their city, verity, stands divided, and kate and august stand on either side - but when august is sent on a mission to befriend kate in the hopes of stopping an all out war, the lines begin to blur. this book rules. august and kate are such interesting and dynamic characters, and the narrative is familiar while still being capable of twisting the story around and taking the feet out from under you in really compelling ways. this savage song is part of the monsters of verity duology, and i can’t wait to dive into how the story continues and finishes.

11/10 sometimes you can judge a book by it’s cover

4a. Our Dark Duet by Victorian Schwab

this is the sequel and finale for this savage song and i’d figure i’d update everyone: fantastic ending, beautiful, showstopping, painful.

12/10 loved it and will definitely be keeping an eye out for schwab’s other books

5. White is for Witching by Helen Oyeyemi

oh boy. okay. white is for witching is about a house, and it is about the women who have lived inside of it. when her mother dies abroad, miranda silver begins to act strangely, and there’s nothing her father or her twin brother seem to be able to do about it. she develops an eating disorder and begins to hear voices in the silver family house, converted to a bed and breakfast by miranda’s dad; and she begins to lose herself in the house and the persistent presence of her family legacy. white is for witching switches perspective dizzingly and disorientingly between miranda, her twin eliot, miranda’s friend from school named ore, and the house itself. this story is a horror story as much as it as a tragedy as much as it is a romance as much as it is a bunch of other things. oyeyemi brings race, sexuality, nationality, and family into this story and forces you not to look away. this book is poetry.

(like i mentioned briefly, this book heavily deals with topics of race and closely follows miranda’s eating disorder. read responsibly, and take care of yourselves)

15/10 this book consumed me and i think i’ll have to read it another 10 more times to feel it properly

6. These Violent Delights by Chloe Gong

okay. okay. strap in for a ride. these violent delights is a romeo and juliet style story, taking place in glittering 1920’s shanghai. the city stands divided - not only between the foreign powers encroaching on chinese land, but also between the scarlet gang and the white flowers, who are at the height of a generations-long blood feud. juliette cai, heir to the scarlets, has recently returned from four years abroad and is determined to prove herself ruthless enough to lead. roma montagov, heir to the white flowers, is standing strenuously on his place as next in line due to a slip up four years prior and is desperate to keep hold of his title. and in the midst of juliette and roma’s burning history with each other threatening to combust, an unnatural monster lurks in the waters of shanghai, loosing a madness on scarlets and white flowers alike. this book has it all - scorned ex lovers, political intrigue, deadly monsters, and all set on a glamorous backdrop of the roaring twenties. i absolutely was enraptured by this book and the way it plays around the story of romeo and juliet so well that it easily became it’s own monster, but with the punches and embraces of something classically shakespearan. gong does just an absolutely breathtaking job of fitting this fantastical story amid the larger world of shanghai and the real life historical events that had shaken the city to its core. completely immersive and outstandingly heart racing.

17/10 i was chewing on my fingernails for the last thirty pages and will continue to do so until the sequel is released (our violent ends, 16 nov 21)

7. The Antiques by Kris D’Agostino

you ever heard of the american dysfunctional family story? this is most definitely that. at the same time george westfall’s cancer takes a turn for the worse, a hurricane hits the east coast, and suddenly all at once the issues of his health, the hurricane, and all three of his children’s achingly dysfunctional adult lives are crashing into each other. reunited by george’s death, the westfall siblings have to face their grief, each other, and the problems in their own lives they attempted to put on hold while planning their father’s memorial. this is a nice story about grief and loss and love and somehow finding the humor amidst it all.

(this book does include a depiction of an autistic child who does experience several pretty bad meltdowns due to ignorant people around him not understanding how to cater to his needs. im not an authority on what depictions are or are not harmful, but i do believe this depiction is ultimately loving and well-intended.)

7/10 it made me laugh and cry and was generally one of those books that somehow hit you close to home

8. Fierce Fairytales by Nikita Gill

fierce fairytales is a poetry anthology that reimagines classic fairytales from a modern, feminist viewpoint, acknowledging that the line between hero and villain, monster and damsel, are not as clear cut as the classics try to make you believe. this book also includes illustrations done by the author herself, which i think is really cool. my personal favorite story reimagining was the story of peter pan and captain hook, called ‘boy lost’ which looked at how peter and hook’s relationship began and rotted. all in all, i think this collection of stories had a lot of important things to say and said them in frank, easy to understand poetry and prose.

7/10 beautiful message and pretty prose, but at times a little cliche

and that’s all from the summer! my fall semester starts tomorrow, and overall i feel very good about all the reading i did this summer. i even read four other books not on this list for work! so i definitely feel like i made the most out of my time, and im really glad i was able to read so many stories that made me feel a variety of different things

thanks so much for reading this list, and let me know if you read or have read any of these books and tell me what you think of them!

happy reading<3

[manesalex]

House of Memories (1/3)

When an accident in Michael's bunker leaves Alex unconscious and without any of his memories, Michael needs to enter his mind and remind him who he is.

Warnings for lots of smut and slight dubcon (due to amnesia).

Inspired by putting out the fire with gasoline by @sabrinachill. Thank you, Mattie, for both inspiring me to write more Malex than I have in a long time and for being your wonderful self.

Also available on ao3.

***

"What did you find?" Michael tries to control his panic but he knows Isobel can feel it, buzzing underneath his skin, making it hard to breathe.

Isobel makes him wait for it, taking a few sips from her nail polish remover bottle.

Michael forces himself not to push her, instead looking over at the unconscious form on the bed. It's not the first time that he's wished he had Max's powers, that he could make all those wires and tubes unnecessary, that he could help Alex in any way.

Instead, he's useless to Alex, first watching Kyle hover and run tests and then Isobel step in when an earthly solution couldn't be found.

Hell, he can't even hold him like he wants to because, until recently, he was too busy pushing Alex away and pursuing a relationship with Alex's friend to realize that Alex was finally ready to stay. That Alex wanted to build a life with him. That he can have everything he wants if only he can do the work to be ready for it.

Michael was finally on the right path, working on getting sober, trying to figure out what the hell he wants to do with his life now that he's accepted that Earth is his home, that he wants to stay here for good. That his home is wherever Alex Manes is.

And then this happened.

They were in Michael's bunker, Michael working on his ship while Alex helped him talk through all the ideas in his head.

Alex had just licked his lips and all Michael could think about was kissing him and, before he knew it, he was dropping the piece in his hand and Alex was reaching out to catch it and then--

Seeing Alex so still had terrified him. He's sure he'll have nightmares about it for the rest of his life.

Isobel finally speaks, "He's in there. But he doesn't seem to know who he is."

"What do you mean he doesn't know who he is?" Kyle asks, reminding Michael of his presence.

"He knows his name and he's still Alex, snarky attitude and all," Isobel replies. "But he didn't recognize me. He doesn't know where he's from or if he has any siblings or that his dad was an absolute monster. It's like, whatever it happened, it wiped his memory."

"Maybe that's good," Michael says softly. "Maybe he'll be happier if he can't remember his dad or the war or--" his voice cracks, "or me."

The thought of Alex not remembering him, them, makes him feel like his chest will crack open, but he also can't help but remember the boy he fell in love with, the boy who was kind and believed that people could be good. The first human who looked at Michael with something other than pity or disgust.

He can't help but imagine him growing up free of Jesse Manes, of a parent who couldn't see what a gift Alex's mere existence is, a parent who tried to break him.

He remembers the look on Alex's face when he told him about Maria, that brief flash of pain, the way he hid it, the self-loathing that came after.

And Michael just doubled down on it.

Yeah, he's pretty sure Alex would be better off without that memory.

"You're an idiot," Isobel interrupts his thoughts.

"Isobel is right," Kyle says and Michael takes the opportunity to glare at him. "I mean, I'm pretty sure, if we want him to wake up, he needs to remember."

"I think he needs to remember on his own," Isobel adds. "Just a sense I got from being in there."

Kyle nods, "Alex is stubborn. You push too hard and--"

"He'll walk away," Michael breathes.

"I was going to say shut down and find another problem to focus on, but sure." Kyle looks at him, "But I think you're going to have to go in there and give him a little nudge."

Michael is pretty sure that's the worst idea and even Kyle is a better choice, but Isobel is nodding and saying, "Kyle is right. You're the best option."

***

So that's how Michael ends up in Alex's mind.

They're in the desert and Alex is sitting on a blanket, his eyes closed, his face tilted up toward the sun.

He looks more at peace than Michael has ever seen him.

"Did the blonde woman send you?" Alex asks, eyes still closed, like he can sense Michael is there.

"Yeah," Michael's voice is rougher than he'd like, betraying his emotions.

Alex gestures for him to sit, so Michael does, leaving a bit of distance between them. He doesn't know how to start.

"It's beautiful here," Michael says, for lack of a better opening. But it's true too. It looks oddly familiar, but, then again, Michael and Alex both grew up in New Mexico. It makes sense that Alex's mind would provide a familiar backdrop.

"It is, isn't it?" Alex finally looks at him, a smile on his face. That easy smile is like a punch to his gut. He’s never seen Alex smile that easily.

"Did Isobel -- the blonde woman -- explain what's going on?" Michael asks.

"I know I'm unconscious. And that I-- my memory is blank." He pauses before asking, "I know you, don't I? Out there?"

"Yeah, Alex. You do." It hurts more than he expected, knowing that the most important human in his world doesn't recognize him.

"Are we friends?"

Michael takes a second too long to answer and he can see that Alex catches it but doesn't say anything. "Yeah, Alex. We're friends."

"Was I--" Alex pauses, looking pained. "Was I a good person?"

"You're the best person I know," Michael answers easily.

Alex nods, accepting it far more easily than he normally would. They’re quiet for a while, Alex soaking up the sun, Michael soaking up Alex’s presence. And then, “How does this work?”

“Pretty sure this is your mind,” Michael replies. “You make the rules. Whatever you’re looking for has to be in here somewhere.”

Alex stands, stretches, his movements too easy. Which Michael guesses makes sense. Alex wouldn’t remember that he lost a part of his leg. “Would you come with me?” Alex holds out his hand for Michael.

“I’ll do whatever you want me to,” Michael replies easily, taking Alex’s hand and letting Alex pull him to his feet. To his surprise, Alex doesn’t let go, merely interlacing their fingers and starting to walk.

The landscape doesn’t work like it does in the real world. One moment they’re in the New Mexico desert. Then they take a step and they’re inside the Crashdown.

Alex doesn’t seem phased by it, but it’s an adjustment for Michael. Still, he goes with it, asking, “What would you say to fries and a shake?”

“I’d like that,” Alex smiles at him and Michael wishes he could make Alex smile like this forever.

He’s just heading toward the kitchen when a basket of fries and a shake with two straws sticking out of it appears on the counter. So Michael picks them up and carries them to a booth, sliding in one side, watching as Alex takes the other.

Michael takes a sip, before saying, “I see you remembered what kind of shake you like.”

Alex’s smile is sad now, “I know the little things. Like how I like my shakes. And that I dip my fries in them,” he illustrates, popping one in his mouth, chewing, and swallowing before continuing. “The bigger things are gone.”

Michael nods and grabs a couple of fries for himself.

***

They've long since finished the shake, but they haven't stopped talking.

This Alex is more openly flirtatious and it makes Michael's heart ache for what could have been. For the boy who was punished for who he was when who he was was beautiful.

"Can I ask you something?" Alex finally asks.

"Sure." Michael shrugs, "Can't promise I'll answer though."

"Was I happy? Out there?"

"I-- I can't answer that for you," Michael says. He suddenly feels like he's going to be sick. A part of him wants to apologize, to admit to Alex that he wasn't, that every time he got close, Michael pushed and Alex ran.

"Were we--" Alex looks down at Michael's lips for just a moment, licking his own before continuing, "Were we together?"

"Don't think I can answer that either, sorry," Michael says. He can't say no and break this Alex's heart, let him think he wasn't wanted, even if Michael spent enough time in the real world doing just that. But he's not going to lie to him either.

Alex looks at him thoughtfully for a moment before standing up and striding straight towards the jukebox, examining it before tapping a couple of buttons.

Michael knows for a fact that Bright Eyes' First Day of My Life isn't on the Ortecho's jukebox, but that's what starts to play.

Alex walks back over to him and holds out a hand, "Dance with me?"

Michael doesn't hesitate to take it, to let Alex pull him into his arms, to sway back and forth with him.

Alex doesn't seem to notice when the location changes again. They're in the UFO Emporium, looking exactly like it did more than a decade ago, exactly the same as the day he first kissed Alex.

Alex is looking up at him, eyes dark, a soft smile on his beautiful face. He looks down at Michael's lips again for just a second, before meeting Michael's eyes and asking, "Can I?"

"You can have whatever you want, Alex," Michael replies in little more than a whisper.

Alex's touch is so incredibly gentle when he reaches out, cupping Michael's jaw, before leaning in to press his lips against Michael's. 

Michael can't help the little whine that escapes his lips when Alex deepens the kiss, pulling Michael closer to him, hand in his curls.

He knows he shouldn't, that Alex doesn't know who he is, not really, but Alex wants him. And fuck does Michael want to give him everything he wants.

He pulls away long enough to voice this concern, but Alex quickly shoots it down, "I may not know your name. I may not remember how I met you. But some part of me knows you. It's like we're… Cosmic."

"Michael." Alex looks puzzled for a moment, so he clarifies, "My name is Michael."

"Michael," Alex's voice practically caresses his name.

And then his lips are on Michael's again and Michael is desperately pulling him closer.

He remembers the exact layout of the UFO Emporium back when Alex worked there. He had spent plenty of summer days planning out ways to get Alex into some private corner.

But now he's free to take Alex apart right out in the open. And he's going to take advantage of that fact.

He slowly walks Alex toward the closest display case by memory, his mouth and hands busy enjoying the man he's missed for so long.

He waits until Alex is pressed against the glass to slowly lower to his knees.

Alex’s lips are red, his skin flushed, his hair in his face as he looks down at Michael. He looks like a work of art.

Michael waits for Alex to give him a nod before he slowly unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his jeans, pulling them down, followed by his boxers.

He takes his time, pressing kisses into the skin of Alex’s hips, licking and nibbling, before turning his attention to Alex’s cock, guiding his already hard length into his mouth, licking and sucking at the head for a while, enjoying the desperate noises escaping Alex’s mouth, the way Alex’s hand is on his head, fingers tangling in his curls.

And then he’s taking Alex as deep as he can go, hollowing out his cheeks as he sucks hard for a moment before backing off, enjoying the way Alex whines his name.

He has more patience than he would have if he had been able to do this to Alex when they were teenagers. He’d happily spend hours just enjoying the weight of Alex’s cock in his mouth, the thickness of it, bringing Alex right to the edge before backing off, but he gives in eventually. And then Alex is tugging his hair like he always does right before he comes, like he’s trying to warn Michael, as if Michael wouldn’t want to take everything Alex has to give to him. He moans around Alex’s cock in response and then Alex is coming down his throat.

He’s missed how Alex acts after he comes, the way he’s relaxed and happy, the way he’s soft and affectionate with Michael, as if he finally feels at ease enough to touch him without any real purpose to it.

And Michael drinks in that touch like a drowning man, pressing into Alex’s side, humming against Alex’s cheek while Alex holds him, one hand brushing through his hair, the other arm wrapped around him, hand stroking the skin of his hip.

“Do you-” Alex starts, fingers moving to Michael’s belt buckle.

Michael reaches out to stop him, to still his fingers, “It wasn’t about that to me, Alex. I’m just here for you.” It’s not that he doesn’t want Alex. He always does. But he’s perfectly happy to remain like this, to just be held by the man he loves.

***

Michael opens his eyes to the bright fluorescent lighting of the hospital room.

***

I will be posting part 2 on Wednesday. I hope you enjoyed part 1!

[undercoveravenger]

Forever and Always

Pairing: Luke Patterson x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “Hey! 👋🏼 Hope you don’t mind getting another request, I just love Julie and the Phantoms and I need more of them. Can I ask for Luke and male reader? He and Luke were boyfriends and he died some time after the boys but he’s back on earth and he’s been wandering around for years looking for Luke. He keeps going to Luke’s parent’s home hoping to find him there, and just when he’s about to give up believing that Luke must be on the other side, he visits the Pattersons and finds Luke and they have a very emotional reunion and they’re happy they can be together forever. 🧡🧡”

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The day you were told that Luke died had easily been the worst day of your life. You could remember the heavy numbness that crept through your veins and clouded your mind. You could recall the way your heart had ached when you thought about what the love of your life must have gone through in his last moments between life and death. It had been nearly impossible for you to fathom.

And then a few months later you had gotten into a car accident and experienced it yourself. You remembered the bright flash of the other driver’s headlights before the crash of metal against metal and the lurch of your car flipping had your head slamming into the steering wheel and your vision going black.

You were dead before the ambulances even arrived.

When you’d eventually come to and realized the cause of your startling weightlessness was because you’d left your body behind in the mutilated remains of your car, you had panicked. You’d gone to every emergency technician on the scene, begging and screaming for them to just look at you, even tried touching one only to have your hand phase right through them.

It was then that you realized that death itself wasn’t so bad, but that what came after was the shitty part.

You had hung around your family for the first year or two before the memories became too much for them and they moved away.

After your family left, you were truly on your own, but even so, you tried to keep yourself busy. You made it a point to keep an eye on Alex and Reggie’s families in the following years, doing what you could to help them heal after the loss of their sons.

Eventually Reggie’s parents, like yours, decided that healing would be easier in a different place. They sold their house and moved away, and eventually your old friend’s home was converted into a bike rental shack.

Alex’s family stayed in the area, and as the years passed, they adjusted to the new emptiness of their large house and you found yourself visiting them less and less often.

But even as your friends’ families moved on, you could never bring yourself to stop visiting Luke’s parents. 

You’d known them in the time before Luke ran away from home, if only for a brief time. It had been clear that neither of them really understood what it meant when Luke told them he was bisexual, but they had always treated you well when Luke brought you around. Luke’s mother, Emily, had even reached out to you a couple of times after Luke had ran away to make sure he was okay.

It wasn’t until after his death that you really became close to your now-ex-boyfriend’s parents.You had gone to their house shortly after finding out the news, loaded down with several bags of Luke’s things and a handful of the guitar picks he’d forgotten at your place. You stayed with them all night, trading stories of the amazing boy you’d all loved and lost.

And then you were killed in that car accident and you had to watch them lose a son all over again.

You stuck around as the years passed, watching as Mitch received promotions at his job and as Emily took to spending her free time volunteering at fundraisers for young musicians. You had been there with them for each of Luke’s birthdays and the milestones he never got the chance to reach.

And you were there the day he’d come back to see them.

It had started the same way as any of the other birthdays Luke hadn’t gotten to have. You had disappeared off to the music store that you had always taken him to when you were together to pick up a guitar pick in his favorite color before teleporting back to the Pattersons’ house. You made sure that Luke’s parents were doing about as well as they could be on a day like today before leaving the pick on the counter where you knew they would see it before moving to settle down in the window seat.

Nearly an hour passed while Emily baked a cake (The same too-sweet chocolate that Luke had always been so fond of) before the same loud whooshing sound that came whenever you teleported echoed through the kitchen, startling you out of your reverie. You whipped around, eyes widening as you caught sight of the source.

Luke had warped in perched on the counter with his chin in his hands as he watched his mother work on his birthday cake, his mocha-colored curls just as messy as the night you lost him. His eyes were already damp with tears.

For a long moment, you couldn’t bring yourself to believe what you were seeing; you had spent years looking for him, hoping that you would see him again, that he had become a ghost like you had so you could at least tell him you loved him one last time, but after so long spent waiting you had pretty much given up. “Luke?”

The musician jumped, clearly startled by being addressed so suddenly, and twisted to face you. “(M/N)?!” He nearly fell off the counter in his haste to approach you, “You can- you can see me?”

You nodded, a broad smile taking its place on your lips as you dragged your former boyfriend into a tight hug. “I missed you so much,” you murmured, holding him tightly, like he’d vanish if you let go.

Luke wrapped his arms around you in return, grip tightening as he hugged you back. His brows furrowed as he pulled back to study you, cupping your face in his hands. “Why- you should be older, shouldn’t you? It’s been so long, but you still look-”

You cut him off with a wry grin, reaching out to touch one of the curtains and allowing your fingers to pass right through the fabric, “You’re not the only one revisiting old haunting grounds, Luke.”

“You-” Luke hesitated, clearly having trouble coming to terms with what had happened, “You died?”

You nodded, “Car accident. It happened about a year after you and the boys.”

His dark chocolate eyes swept over your face, glinting sadly in the sunlight seeping in through the window, “And you’ve been alone all this time?”

“Not completely,” you hummed, trying to stay positive. “I’ve been watching over them,” you nodded toward Luke’s mom and glanced toward the back yard, where his dad was tending to the small vegetable garden he’d planted the previous year. “And Reggie and Alex’s families too, when I could.”

Luke looked baffled, “But why didn’t you cross over?”

“I knew I was needed here,” you said simply, your gaze shifting from Luke’s parents back to him. “Losing you has been really hard on them; they haven’t been able to move on and I wanted to make sure they’d be okay.” You moved to take a seat at the table, taking the one beside the place Luke’s parents always set for him. “Plus, I was always hoping I’d get to see you again.”

“You were all I could think about before we came back,” Luke said quietly, coming to sit beside you. “I was always wishing that I could’ve at least said goodbye. Told you that I loved you.”

You smiled, reaching out to take Luke’s hand, his fingers just as solid and warm against yours as they had always been. “Now you won’t have to,” you hummed, lifting your joined hands so you could press your lips to his knuckles in a fond kiss, “It may not be like we expected, but at least we’re finally getting that forever and always we used to talk about.”

 Luke huffed out a laugh, using his grip on your hand to tug you closer so he could wrap his arm around you as he turned his attention back to his parents as they lit the candles on his birthday cake. “At least we’ll always have each other.”

Deep down, you were sure that seeing his parents still mourning him hurt Luke a lot more than he would ever let on, but you also knew that he was never alone. He’d had Alex and Reggie since the night the three of them died, but now? Now that the two of you had found each other again, you were determined to make sure he never felt like he was on his own again.

[fakecrfan]

Since you very nicely offered to write me a fic:

Your prompt is: A story about a background character or characters dealing with life after the TMA apocalypse.

It can be set in the OG TMA universe in the post-post-apocalypse, or it can also be set in a different universe that was affected by the events of MAG 200.

Both OCs and characters established in-show are allowed.

This one aligned so well with my interests that I am actually tempted to open my inbox, briefly, in case anyone else has questions like “what is X bavjground character doing after the apocalypse?” so I can make a series out of it and expand on my post-post-apocalypse headcanons.

For now, you can read your fic here, on over here on AO3

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Sarah doesn't know where she is.

England, she has to still be in England, she thinks. But it's not an England she recognizes. Not the cobblestone streets of London, and not the moors she used to visit on her vacations. The ground is barren, as though all blades of grass but a few have shriveled up and died. There are no trees, houses, or landmarks for miles--just scorched remnants of where they might have been before.

For a moment, the emptiness of it all is a relief after the hotel. But everything is the same on all sides, and she doesn't know where she is or where to go. She's starting to get hungry, too. She never got hungry in the hotel, nightmarish as it was.

She has to sit down for a moment, take a few deep breaths, and think.

Get food. Find shelter. Survive.

Find Alex.

(God, why had she left her child in a hotel room? Little twelve year old Alex who was still afraid to sleep without a night light. He'd begged her to stay, she should have--)

With that in mind she gets up. Doesn't know what direction to walk in, so she doesn't concern herself with trying to pick one. There's nothing to do but walk, keep her eyes open, and hope.

So she hopes.

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None of our old maps match the landscape, anymore.

The world these days it's... not like in the before times, as I suppose we're calling it. Despite our hopes, ending the apocalypse wasn’t like everyone waking up from a nightmare. The land is...

It's scrambled, I guess. There are patches of the world that--well. They're not the same, but still have infrastructure intact. Electricity, running water, air conditioning. No scorched earth or rubble in these areas. Just a bunch of traumatized people living in an intact town, or city.

When I talk to them, they tell me it's not the city they remember, though. Everything has been switched around, houses and stores not where they remember them. Their neighbors aren't the neighbors their remember.

Those are the lucky ones. And then there's, well... the outside.

Some places have rubble everywhere, jagged steel ripped apart and waiting for someone to cut themselves on it. Some are frozen over, still waiting for the ice they were frozen over with in the apocalypse to melt. Some are scorched to dust. No phones out there, or anything that lets you connect back with home base.

I'm going out there. We need to map it out. We need to figure out our new world, understand it--and we need to get as many people out of the wastes as possible.

Melanie, Georgie--I’ll see you soon.

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Sarah does find water. That's something. She's hungry still, so hungry, but she knows that the water is more important.

She wonders if she should stay there. She doesn't know if there will be more watering holes in the future, after all, and she has no way to carry it with her. She decides to keep moving on, and hope for the best.

She starts to see blades of grass poking up, along with some sort of metal crap strewn about the landscape. She looks at them a moment--it seems to be bits of an old carousel? Eventually, a giant sit in their shade, for a while. There she takes a moment to look at the horizon, and goes cold.

She recognizes the tower on the horizon.

A  scaffolded tower with two legs beneath it. A sight she'd last seen on a postcard from her brother. The Eiffel Tower.

Is she in Paris? No, that can't be it. It's just the tower out here in the wastes. There are none of the buildings that would normally surround it. It's almost as though its been ripped out of the city and transported here.

Does Paris even exist anymore? Does London?

If she even finds Alex, will there be a home for them to go back to?

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I have a theory, Melanie. I think lots of people got transported to different places in the world based on what fear they belonged to. Like, a bunch of lonely people were put in the same place, a bunch of claustrophobic people were put in the same place, and so on. All away from the people they knew.

I’m in one of the suburban safe areas now. No one here knows each other. I talked to them all, and all of them remember living in the same house before, but none of them recognized the houses near them or the people in them. When I went from house to house, everyone had a different native language. I talked to a German guy and a French guy who spoke English, but a lot of them… couldn’t talk to me at all.

There was a woman who--she saw me and she lit up. She grabbed me and started talking a mile a minute in Arabic, I think. But I couldn’t understand her, and she--when I tried to talk back to her in English, her face just. Fell. And then she started to cry.

My dad refused to speak it at home, you know. He-- Actually, never mind. It’s not important. 

She ended up shoving me away.

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Sarah makes it to the ruins of a forest. 

There’s nothing but stumps left of it, along with litter everywhere. She finds water again, filthy brackish water, and she drinks it anyway because she’s so thirsty. She starts sifting through all of the garbage strewn about for something edible. She finds stale bread crusts crawling with ant and eats them anyway. 

She finds a can of beans, and almost cries. When she can’t find a can opener, she screams instead.

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The death count has gotten to me, honestly.

I’ve found dead bodies even in the towns and cities. Some looked like heart attacks. Some suicides. People who woke up but couldn’t bear the agony they’d just gone through. That’s still not… the worst of it.

I passed a whole field of dead bodies today.

Hundreds of people, I think, all of them lying dead in the soil. But there were... trails. They had been walking, before they collapsed. All walking in the same direction, to where you can still see London on the horizon.

They were alive. They were trying to get help. And they just... starved, it looks like. The walk was just too long.

How many people are going to die from it all, Melanie? How many already have, out where we can't see them?

I left as many jugs of clean water and rations along the roads as I could. I put up signs pointing to London, saying how many miles out they were, where I had stashed food. I gave them your number, so they know who to call to get to the shelter.

I hope it means the next group that passes by won't die.

I hope there is a next group.

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Sarah can see what looks like a city in the distance before she collapses. 

She tries to get up, but can’t. She’s been walking for days now, it feels like, only sporadically drinking and almost never eating.  There just isn’t enough energy left in her to stand.

She tries to think about little Alex again, running around in his Batman cape, hoping some kind of love or maternal instinct will kick in and give her the last burst of adrenaline she needs to get up. It doesn’t work. Maybe she doesn’t love her own son anymore, really. Maybe it’s just been fear and guilt driving her this far, and that source has already been wrung dry. 

She manages to crawl a few feet, before she can’t even do that. With nothing else left to do, she starts to cry out. “Help! Water, please!” 

She doesn’t think anyone will hear, or show up. But against all odds, in her dimming vision she sees a figure come into view. Backpacked, clutching a water bottle. 

“Help,” she croaks out again. 

The figure gets closer, and she starts to be able to make out the details of his face. He’s her age, or older, with worry lines carved into his forehead and wide eyes. His nose looks eerily like her brother’s nose, and the shape of his jaw reminds her of her old boyfriend, the one who left her with--

She blinks. Maybe she’s hallucinating, or maybe she’s somehow run into a long lost cousin. But then, the man’s eye’s widen and his mouth opens.

“Mum?”

No, no it can’t…

“A-alex?”

No, Alex was a little round cheeked boy. This is a thirty year old man, at least, taller than her. It hasn’t been that long. It can’t be, it’s not--

“Mum?” He’s doing a frown that looks so, so familiar. This has to be a dream. “Mum, it’s--no.”

He sniffles. He steps forward, and steps back. He paces, uncertain.

“No, no,” she hears him mutter. “It’s all fake, all fake. It’s a trap. That’s what they want, the monsters and the face stealers. No one is real. Don’t give them what they want--’’

“Please.” she begs. 

But she hears him walk away, sniffling, and shortly thereafter everything goes dark. 

---

I have a confession to make, Melanie. I was going to side with Jon, back then. I could have lived with keeping everyone here suffering to prevent more of it. But when he said he was going to kill the whole world, not just leave it--that’s what made me snap. 

I couldn’t let the whole world die. Genocide of the entire human species? Anything but that. Surely passing along the suffering would be better, as long as it didn’t lead to the extinction of whole worlds. But… 

I keep finding more dead bodies.

I went back to that suburb I talked about, to restock on all my food. It was a lonely domain before, I think. I’d thought everyone there would be fine, you know. They didn’t have any deadly sicknesses, or twisted flesh injuries. They had food and water and shelter. But when I went back… more of them had died. 

Lots of suicides. Some of them snapped, and started to self injure.

The German guy I talked to had started to starve. He had a pantry full of food and he just wouldn’t eat it. I tried to get him to eat, to move in with someone else, but he said talking to people “made him sick.” 

I gave up, and left. I had to. There were too many people, and too much to do, so I left him. He’s probably dead now, or going to die soon. Because he can’t find the will to live, and I don’t know how to help someone with that.

The Lonely is probably one of the least directly harmful entities, right? This domain was just a suburb, probably the most comfortable you could get during the apocalypse. And yet the victims are still all dying. 

How much worse is it in places without food and water? In the corruption domains that still probably have deadly diseases spreading? In war zones, in flesh factories?

I think about that nursing home we found. All of the patients who'd died of heart attacks a few minutes after they'd woken up. The ones left alive screaming for help where no one could hear them, for days after the fact. All of the ones that died in their beds before we found them. 

I think about that field of bodies I found the other day. I think about the ruins of that Circus I found, people refusing to talk to me or each other--refusing to help because they didn’t believe it was over and thought everyone else was a mannequin. 

I think… I think it doesn’t matter that we saved the world. If people can’t find the will to live, ro rebuild, to trust and help each other again… I think we’re going through a mass extinction event anyway. 

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Sarah’s in a car, she thinks. Not a moving one. She’s propped up against a seat,There’s something plastic pressed to her lips.

“Come on,” says a woman’s deep, level voice. “Come on. I got you. We’re getting to London. All you have to do is drink.”

Sarah opens her eyes. She sees a dark-skinned woman trying to coax her to drink, holding up a water bottle. 

“Just a sip,” the woman says. “Just enough to make it.”

Sarah closes her eyes, and takes a long moment to consider whether she wants to.

[july-19th-club]

feel like with the amount of writing i want to do about this show i should just crib the vulture review format and write up fully graded, serious recaps. anyway im on 2x04 now and it is like...the whiplash throughout what is in many ways a filler episode like yes they are advancing the plot but mostly isobel is trying to make the diner instagrammable to the absolute bafflement of liz’s dad, liz and kyle are stealing equipment from his job and fake making out in a closet and bumping into a new alien nobody knows about that he just thinks is some weird chick at work, and michael and alex are attempting Platonic Bros Hardy Boys Time and climbing fences (michael: effortlessly, like a guy in an orville peck song) (alex: understandably badly. christ dude do you want a hand) and running into a guy with a suspiciously unassuming unrelatedness to the plot who seems specifically designed to appeal to alex’s long-buried scene boy sensibilities. and then in the middle of filler episode nonsense there’s a scene where like. michael sees one of those height markers that people do with their kids and assumes it’s some kind of esoteric code because he has never seen that before in his life. not because it’s an alien custom (his mom who had been on earth for a single year knew what that was) but because he has no memories before the age of seven and after that time just never had anyone in his childhood do anything as simple as make a note of his growth . even the guy whose dad spent his entire parenting career trying to groom his offspring into carbon copies of himself for the glory of the american military industrial complex marked their heights . and you’re like oh that is very heartbreaking. oh and that dad is possibly trying to get his hands on a bioweapon that is specifically capable of wiping out entire demographics and it's not hard to guess what he'd point it toward first. and there are flashbacks tinted in the warm, saturated tones of a feel-good family movie from the nineties, complete with a caring single father figure and a spunky kid, but you already know how it ends and it ends in such pain. oh and isobel, in an attempt to help rosa’s re-integration into the world (and more importantly, her family), stumbles upon one of rosa and arturo’s worst fights while looking around in his brain, and is like oh, this is a job for an Influencer, and all he wants is to be forgiven for what he considers his greatest failure as a parent, and maybe a miracle can be constructed to give him that, and maybe it’s not that, cannot be that, simple. and seventy years ago, nora’s idyllic year recovering from the crash that left her stranded on an unknown planet, hiding out with her friend and her friend’s human lover, unable to even know if it would ever be an environment safe enough to consider bringing her child into, is cut short and she is separated even from those few loved ones and imprisoned for the rest of her life and won’t see her son again until the day she dies

[camslightstories]

Just because

Baby Danvers. Alex Danvers x reader, Kara Danvers x reader.

Notes: Hello!!! I’m so sorry, I could update before I wanted to make it as good as I could. I hope you guys like it! I would be uploading a few requests and parts this week, so be prepared for that i would call it a marathon if you could.

I will be so glad and honor to read your comments, requests, feedback, suggestions and more. Thank you so much for reading! Have a great day!

Request: Anonymous - “Can you do a Baby Danvers, where she becomes a vigilante and she fights alongside her sisters and the rest of Team Supergirl, Alex is a vigilante too. Then, after their last fight they have a sister's night” 

Taglist: @captain-josslett​ @aznblossom​ @multi-images

The mid-afternoon in National City was cold and unsettled on the day after Valentine’s day. Couples walked down the main streets of the city with smiles on their faces. While vigilantes and superheroes rounded the city.

Valentine's day has been as boring as always. Unlucky for you all of your relationships happened during the rest of the year and with that, you had never been with anyone during the holiday.

Last night, you had the same great company you had every year since Kara arrived to earth. The two of you stuffed your face with candy, pastries, pizza, and potstickers as you watched rom-com movies and sang to Taylor Swift. It could be called a sister's night but since Alex actually had a girlfriend and had things to do you guys didn't.

The day after valentine's, it would take the two of you a lot to get up. A day full of stomach aches for you while Kara was exhausted but perfectly fine.

Bank robberies, kidnappings, fires, and rogue aliens had been occupying all of your’s and your sisters' day. Snow covers your black boots as you come down off the motorcycle, seeing both of your sisters in a fully engaged fight with the white martian.

Moving your glance to find any civilians in danger, you find three kids under a truck trying to shield themselves from the fight. You ran to them, from the side of the road, as another white martian arrived at the scene. You kneeled under the truck, putting one of your hands out to help a little girl, who was clinging to her teddy bear shivering before urgently speaking. “Come on, little ones. Let's get you out all out of here”

The little girls and the boy started to crawl out of the car when you heard the scream of an older woman. Looking at your side, the white martian infrared was being thrown by supergirl to the other side of the street, your side of the street.

Quickly touching your watch a force shield protected the car when the white martian tried to land on it. Your head snapped immediately when you heard the strong voice of Supergirl. “I think that's enough for both of you!”

“Okay, come on. Let's get you to your parents” You said as the force field came down and both Alex and Kara were arresting both of the rogue aliens. The kids standing shivering as you spoke.

You walked to the worried parents giving them a small smile when the kids ran into their arms. It reminded you of when you were growing up, and after each game, or show you would run into your parents and your sisters' arms with a warm smile.

“You gotta be kidding me!” You exclaim, when one of the white Martians breaks the cuffs and throws your Kryptonian sister to a building. While Alex gave a tranquilizer to the other one.

You ran up to the alien and hit him with one of the laser guns Brainy had made for the tower. When the alien glared at you, you grabbed the bombs of light and smoke and threw one in his face before throwing a white cube to him, shrinking him.

You laughed when you saw Kara groaning as she touched her head, and Alex was infuriated because the now unconscious white martian had hit her in the face.

Both of their heads snapped to you, in their way to scold you since you aren't supposed to laugh in the job only to be stopped by the voice of J’onn in the comms. “We got a bar fight in M’gann’s, can you guys take that?”

“With pleasure papa bear,” You said as you winked to your sisters while getting into the motorcycle. Kara and Alex shaking their heads with a smile before you left.

------

You entered the bar, this time without a mask covering your face and your casual clothes.  The smell of beer and tobacco immediately hit you as you did. The low blimming-colored lights overwhelmed your sight as you entered. Two mixed groups of men, aliens, and humans, with their chest puffing out and glares on their faces. You walked closer when one of the humans threw the punch at another guy.

The moment you intervene in the fight by grabbing one of the guy’s fists. The other 4 looked at you as if you had three heads before laughing. You rolled your eyes before interfering. “Take it outside, or don't take anywhere”

“And who the hell are you to tell us, what to do?” The guys resisting taking his fist from your hand said, before you

“As my sister once said, I can be a real puppy or your worst nightmare in less than two seconds.” You grinned sarcastically before letting go and pointing to the door.

The tall guy groaned as he saw the red and purple in his hand. Immediately launching his other fist to your face, only for you to dodge it before exclaiming. “Didn't learn any morals as a kid?”

The brunette guy just kept trying to hit you, only landing two hits one in your chest and the other in your stomach. You kicked his leg, making him fall to the floor, and grabbed both of his hands, twisting one of them, not enough to break it but enough for it to hurt.

The two groups stood silent as you made the tall guy fall to his knees begging for you to stop. Each one of them looked scared enough as you made the tall muscled guy fall to his knees groaning in pain.

“We don't grab, hit, or even touch anyone, sweetheart” You stoop close, pressing with more force into your arm. Unknowing the two figures standing behind you, one with a frown and the other with a proud smile as you spoke.

You grinned sarcastically when you heard your blonde sister call your name. Making you step away with the classic Danvers smile, walking up to your sister giving Alex a high five, as Kara looked at both of you rolling her eyes “Y/N”

“Now, why don't you get out of here, before I show you out” You quickly adjusted your oversize jean jacket, before speaking. Changing your whole dementor from bad cop to good baby cop.

The two groups of guys left in a hurry without further to say or do. The moment the guys were out of the room, you felt a hand hit you on the back of your head. Scoffing, you turned around to find Alex with a proud slight smile, and Kara with a scolding face on.

You didn't need to ask who was the one to hit your head, you already knew. Without any hesitation, you clenched your hand and fit your oldest sister in the shoulder making the blonde reporter huff in disagreement when you and Alex started to share punches.

Your blonde sister just claims before walking away. You and Alex look at each other before running after her, because of the threat. Not without giving each other slight punches and pushes in the way “If you guys don't stop and meet me at the Tower, I'm getting all of the potstickers tonight”

----

You walk inside of J’onn’s office to see the place as quiet as usual, putting your hand in the criminal justice book, making the blinds close and the Tower’s door open.

Kara and Alex were standing right next to J’onn or as you call him, papa bear or space dad. Nia and Lena were on the side of a medical table as Lena made adjustments to Dreamers suit and Brainy was invested in a slang book you had given him for New Year’s.

You made your presence known as you put a big take-out bag on the table as you claimed. The smell of Chinese food evaded the air. “Thought, you guys would need a little fuel if we are working tonight”

“Thank you, Y/N,”  J’onn said with a smile as you gave him a side hug.

“You are very welcome, space dad” You res[onded as the two of you pulled away, to see both of your sisters with challenging looks.

Your blonde sister said as she crossed her arms over the chest and looked at you with a serious expression. “Did you really have to embarrass the poor guy? He was trembling”

“I didn't have to, but I wanted to. He was the proper description of a frat boy” You claimed, shrugging your shoulders as you walked closer to them with a satisfied smirk on your face.

“You dated one-” Alex started giving you a look of challenge.

You responded as you held your hands up, making Alex laugh. “Yeah, before having my incredible awakening of good dating taste”

“Next time just keep it a 3” Kara said to you before cleaning her glass with her shirt as she gave you a known look of protection.

“Nixt timi jist kiip it a 3” You murmured, making your blonde older sister glare daggers at you. Alex shocked her head at both of your tactics and grabbed you by the hood of your hoodie, as Kara took her tongue out to you and you did the same.

“We are going to go before Kara and Y/N get hangry. Call if there is an emergency” She exclaimed before letting you go, as the three of you walked out of the office with your civilians' clothes.

------

The three of you were sitting in Kara’s apartment, bags and boxes of takeout surrounding you guys, as you ate potstickers, pizza, wings, and ice cream. Laughs and giggles filled the ears in the room. The smell of fast greasy, and sweet food evaded your noses.

Kara at your right side and Alex in front of you. The three of you comfortably sharing on sisters' night. With comfortable and baggy close you snuggle closer to the multitude of pillows behind you as Alex debated what had happened not long ago.“I can't believe he didn't say anything to you! If that were us, he would have our heads for good”

“I’m baby Danvers, Al. Nobody can say no to me” You said as you grabbed another slice of pepperoni pizza. A smug smile on your face as you did.

“You little shit-” Alex started before going to tickle you, only to be stopped by the sound of Kara’s question.

“Can we watch The Princess diaries?” Kara asked with a pout on her face. You jumped out of your seat agreeing with the blonde, as Alex sighed deeply and agreed abruptly faking it.

Kara and you knew better, she would enjoy it as much as the two of you. Sure, Y/F/M was your favorite movie but The Princess Diaries was a classic during your childhood even when Alex and Kara had left in a hurry to college, you kept watching it as a reminder of them.

Before the redhead could respond, Kara and you grabbed the M&M’s bag and the pillows and started to throw her the things as the two of you laughed, while your oldest sister tried to not get hit by the things you guys were throwing.

You guys didn't stop until the redhead admitted she had a special place in her heart for ‘The Princess Diaries’ saga. The three of you laughed before sitting to clean the things you had thrown. In a moment Kara speeded to the kitchen and came back with the s’mores she had prepared a few seconds before.

The chocolate dripping from the cookie and the perfectly smashed marshmallow, made your stomach grumble. You looked at Kara and Alex with a shy smile before speaking up with an idea. “How many of those do you think can fit in my mouth?”

“Five” Kara shot her head up before quickly responding.

As Alex did the same but questioning your actions. “Why?”

“Just because…” You started with a pouty face, looking like a kicked puppy at Alex.

“Two, before you start gagging” After grumbling and scolding you, she claimed to be rolling her eyes as she kept drinking from the wine cup.

You gave her a challenging look before diving in, the first one was the easiest. The third and fourth ones became a little complicated as your mouth lost the majority of space, the fifth one gave you chills as it entered your mouth. You looked up and smiled watching as Alex records you on her phone with a disapproving face but a small smile behind it.

After eating half of them and throwing up the other half, Kara hugged you tightly as she spun you around making you giggle as she did. The blonde tickled you into the couch where you fell and grabbed a pillow throwing it at her.

The three of you shared a small moment with smiles on your faces, warmness spread to your chest as the three of you shared a small ‘I love you’

Kara put the movie through and the three of you were snuggling together on her couch, still sharing the food you had ordered, and every once in a while a small joke during it.

Kara held you close to her chest as you started to fall asleep after the middle of the first movie. You heard the blonde and the redhead slightly talking as you fell into unconsciousness. Both of your sisters gave you a forehead kiss, before Kara pulled you up, taking you to her bed and covering you in the blankets.

Small smiles on their faces, when the two of them saw you hug the pillow at your left side just like you did when you were a kid. The blanket covering you completely, only leaving you outside your head. Your soft grumbles made them laugh before they looked at each other. Alex speaking up first “Y/N is always going to be our baby, Danvers”

“Yeap, always and forever” Kara responded nodding, hugging the redhead with a smile.

And they were right, you had always been and always would be their baby sibling. The three of you came in a package and it was never going to change. Neither their protectiveness of you and the annoyance they transmit to you every single day. But you were fine with that, there were pros and cons of being a family and for you, your family had always been the best one, and that was never going to change.

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Roswell New Mexico thoughts episode 5 Max and tezca from last episode Talking You’re not only the only one who knows things ���Serves a purpose Using powers on max, that are Max’s Show you who you were meant to become Burned Jones body Sounds Max and Liz, Jenna, Michael  Jenna has blue eyes now Hand print  Max not worried about Tezca Eduardo still missing  Mexico Kyle Valenti Floating pod Isobel arrived Surgery Dallas and Maria Using powers The necklace  Thinks memory of necklace and father on earth Revivalist church Michael and Max Talking about relationships with Liz and Alex Choking Tezca in Max’s dream in cam’s body Mindscape  I don’t think you are fine with who you are…. Squeezing his organs Michael …I’m capable of more… It’s all a bad idea, but it’s the idea we got. Michael going to find Eduardo and Max going back to Liz Jenna and Liz Max is only going to tell me when he’s ready…. I love Jenna Isobel and Kyle Two alien surgeries  Menudo Talking about Anatsa I needed to leave Roswell…. It’s a relief being around you… Found a book Eduardo gone Michael and Clyde Clyde looks grumpy Looking for you then I saw the rope. Bonnie been gone hours ago, angry, conflicted, she’s powerful Kyle and Isobel  Brought artifacts to casita  Alma was Hector’s wife Protecting the aliens Other alien Michael and Clyde Looking for Bonnie Worst alternative  The grass is greener on the other side Humans are obsessed with illusion of happiness…. Clyde didn’t have a home Oasis is not perfect, but it could be Max and Jenna DNA Alien freeing cocktail Calls him out Jenna wasn’t supposed to be on case I don’t want to burden Liz I need to be able to save her back  Don’t mess this up with Liz Dallas and Maria At a barn I think I’ve been here before Young Dallas and his dad Necklace is home With your gifts you can help it grow Tree that they planted is still here Maria and Dallas’s stories connected because picture of tree in Mimi’s wedding book Kyle and Isobel Kyle’s cousin Empty pod was kept Hasn’t talked to Eduardo awhile ago Allie Myers  Used powers Tezca stole artifact Michael looking for Bonnie and found her listening to music He’s really important to my boyfriend Didn’t hurt him Going to run. Wants Max Tell me where Eduardo is Cam and Liz Tells her to make Max talk Old Sutter’s farm max and Tezca Mindscape How do I have these powers? Why are you so interested in me? Capacity to create blue flame Teach me to control it…. Broke the link with Tezca Cage can’t hold me Cage fight with Tezca Ophicus has foreseen it  It’s a movement a path Liz and Cam Jenna’s eyes changed back I’ve been called intrepid  Liz  Max uses powers and hurt Liz Max trying to heal Liz Healed her Talking it out Share the blame for today Bonnie and Clyde and Michael First time is hard Michael gave the piece and seeing the stars Sees Oasis Isobel and Kyle Taking pictures Drinks Just openness….possibility… she wasn’t my person… To revalalations about love and aliens Dancing What’s opposite  Beautiful actually  Kissing Maria and Liz The first glass is a thank you, the rest is an apology  Told her she lost visions There’s nothing to fix…. You gave me an actual future…. It’s just a friend…. Hugging Oh dear Max and Jenna Talking about Liz I once really cared for you too…  Bonnie and Clyde Gave her a guitar Sweet Michael staring at sky Dallas Friendship  It’s not food it’s fuel Michael’s powers not working  Sick Aliens don’t get sick Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I love this episode and it’s so nuts

I miss Rosa and Alex

So is Rosa missing because Amber was filming the Predator movie?

Mad World, good choice for the end of the episode

I’m worried about my Michael

Isobel and Kyle kissing. He hasn’t broken up with his new friend yet. I forget her name

Also mentions of Allie again.

I don’t want Jenna to leave.

I’m so happy Dallas was there for Michael.

Are Arturo and Alex together?