#karamel reunion

[occidentaltourist]

Why the “thanks I hate it”? Do you think it’s cringe that someone asked, that her answer was cringe or were you joking?

A combination of the first two. I saw a longer version of that video and first Melissa has to answer a question about something a Batwoman comic writer said or tweeted or whatever, that I guess somehow “proves” something about Supercorp. Then she hems and haws about this date question for even longer, emphasizing that she’s not a writer … clearly this isn’t something she’s spent any time thinking about.

I mean she’s getting paid so it’s no skin off her nose, and I’m sure she can decline these Cameo requests if they’re too out of pocket. I thought it was cringe when people were paying Brenda to talk about SC while the show was on the air too.

[haveyouheardthat]

À trop aimer d'amour - Karamell' (1999) Les fêtes de fin d'année dans les îles 🏝️

[dyvimwhitehart]

i gotta be the first to ask: ur wiz’s relationship w/ dyvim

send me an npc and i'll describe my wizard's relationship with them!

i never could have seen this coming tumblr user khrysalisposting...

with amber: to put it simply, dyvim is the second great love of amber's life and the one who restores her faith in the world/in her humanity. like many young wizard ocs, amber is at her lowest point when she enters khrysalis due to the fall of azteca. as if the loss of an entire world (and its denizens/culture) was not harrowing enough, amber's long-term boyfriend and arc 2 questing sidekick, a ravenwood classmate and master diviner named ethan, also perishes while trying to help aztecans escape. during a long, bleak break while the council of light finds a way to khrysalis, amber resigns herself to being alone forever. she resigns herself to, essentially, just becoming a weapon of war.

enter dyvim. the last thing she expects after saving him from roze is for him to stick around as an ally. she, in her isolation and grief, is simultaneously put off and intrigued by his loyalty, gregariousness, and charm. as they travel through the moon cliffs together, he slowly chips away at her walls, and they begin to realize how well they work together. when he is nearly killed by the broodmother, she forges on in his name. when he's able to be revived, she realizes she's in a lot deeper than she anticipated by how relieved she is to see him again. he isn't just another ally to her- as many before him ended up being.

cue amber burying any feelings she has for dyvim beyond gratefulness and friendship as much as she can for the sake of her mission. she can't afford to fail again, and she can't afford to lose another person. of course, this only half works... as they grow so devoted to one another that really anyone can see what's happening between them. still, they have an unspoken understanding not to push the envelope. amber isn't ready, and dyvim knows that. she may never be ready, and dyvim knows that.

before she leaves after morganthe's defeat, dyvim presents her a hand-crafted burrower's sword made with onyx. it's a token to remember him by, and one amber carries with her as her new wand for the future arcs. they keep up correspondence, which just gets more romantically charged with time, especially after they see each other again prior to karamelle. amber tries her hardest to shake her feelings for him, but finally admits to herself post-karamelle that she is in love with him.

she journeys to khrysalis prior to the discovery of lemuria for a burrower festival commemorating morganthe's defeat. during her stay, she and dyvim beat around the bush re: their feelings for a bit, but eventually have a conversation where they discuss what's between them (after amber grows jealous upon hearing he has been courted by others in her absence). amber remarks that, as long as she is embroiled in her work as scion, she cannot in good conscience begin anything. dyvim respects this, and offers to wait for her, which she tells him not to, not wanting to keep him from possible happiness. he waits anyway, even if only absentmindedly, and they keep up correspondence.

their feelings for each other become common knowledge to the denizens of bastion and those close to amber (such as mellori, bat, etc.). still, as of arc 4, they remain a bit more than friends. perhaps a reunion in selenopolis could change things, but that remains to be seen.

putting genevieve under a read more bc this got LONG...

with genevieve: if you're still here, now for something completely different. genevieve and dyvim are... fire-forged friends. to put it quite frankly, she wants to dislike him a lot upon meeting him. she thinks his constant good-natured attitude is annoying, and that he must be putting up some kind of front like everyone else. a lot of this stems from her own narrow worldview, as she believes that no one actually wants to be a hero, they just want the praise that comes with being one. she tries to shake him off in the beginning of their journey through bastion and the moon cliffs, and he makes it very clear that if she's the one that's been sent to save khrysalis, he is not going to leave her alone.

the irony of this is that they have pretty similar fighting strategies. while dyvim is a bit more dedicated/lawful than she, they're both very gung-ho and enjoy charging headfirst into battles. this is how they bond. when dyvim is poisoned, genevieve vows revenge on the bees because she wants to believe that he'd want to be avenged. she goes through the motions of saving him because, while she is self-centered, she knows he has good intel. the first thing he does upon seeing her again is tease her for taking the time to save him, which she thinks is... actually pretty funny.

they have a mutual respect and mutual annoyance of one another that leads to bickering and tag-teaming others alike. when they're in-sync, they're very in-sync. when they're out of sync, it's always a narrowly averted disaster. still, when she goes to leave khrysalis, she tells him that she thinks he should become king of the burrowers someday.

[themoonfortress]

Chapter Three

Finally a (not so fluffy) Karamel reunion.

The Only Way Out Is Through

Life has a twisted way of teaching Kara lessons she refuses to learn and once more she must face the Phantoms - wondering if the third time does the charm, as the saying goes - as she races time and space to save the one she loves the most.

My long-overdue fix-it fic for Supergirl and my tribute to 2021 Karamel Gift Fic exchange Challenge

Chapter One

[buckleyirondad]

You put your arms around me and I'm home

[saraaudrey11]

Do you see how possessive he is of that necklace? That was hers in the first place? That she gave to him because “this will keep you safe”? That he wore for SEVEN YEARS even though he was married for part of if not most of that time? Yes karamel is endgame. Nothing at this point could convince me otherwise.

[thoughtsfromaclutteredbrain]

[sassqueenblake]

I waited months for this reunion and this is what I'm served? Well send that plate back to the chef because I ain't eating it

[lightbringer-luci]

this love is good, this love is bad this love is alive back from the dead these hands had to let it go free and, this love came back to me

Inspired by @blondedanvers 

[scarletredheadthings]

The whole thing about Mon-El return

Guys, clarify something for me, if Mon-El will be dating someone else when he returns, why did he return anyway? I mean, the only thing that grabbed him in this world, in this time, is Kara, there is no sense in him coming back of wans't for her, to her. This is all confuse. Please lets chat about it

Haters will be blocked 😉😊

[agathastic]

i'm ready for the Karamel reunion in Supergirl season 6 ✊🏼

[chriswoodfandom]

New Karamel fan video of Kara reminiscing. It has been forever!

Credit to the creator YouTube/Multi Feels

I miss them so much! I really hope there is a Karamel reunion for the 100th episode and/or the crossover.

[cynicallystiles]

OKAY BUT I FEEL PERSONALLY ATTACKED BY MON EL’S RETURN BECAUSE IT’S NOT THE KARAMEL REUNION I WANTED😭😭😭😭😭

Kara?

[saraaudrey11]

Literally he looks so deadly in the first gif but then he realizes it’s her, it’s his Kara. He says her name as a question because he’s not even sure if it’s really her. Obviously something has happened to him. He has changed drastically from the fun-loving Mon that we know. That’s why he looks so scary at first. He obviously doesn’t trust people anymore and it’s gonna break our hearts to find out why. It’s gonna kill us that he’s not our space puppy anymore.

[thoughtsfromaclutteredbrain]

Comets [Karamel fanfiction]

Like I said, having an AO3 account has made me want to write more, so I finally wrote this fic that I had been wanting to write for two weeks. Tagging @tinnefoil  @ms-jane-darcy @facepalming-since-chernobyl  @busysciencegeek because you all seemed excited for this fic lol. SUMMARY: "This was impossible. She shouldn't have found him. She wasn't supposed to be here, but here she was, and she was coming towards him. Kara." [The 3x07 Karamel reunion from Mon El's POV]

WORD COUNT: 1,574 words

NOTE: Parts of this fic are based off of theories going around, like what the Legion's mission is. There is no mention of Mon El's "marriage", since I'm still not sure if it's real or not and therefore chose not to include it. Imra is briefly mentioned a couple of times, as well as Jo Nah (Ultra Boy, member of the Legion). Enjoy!

Now available on AO3!

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As soon as Mon El opened his eyes, he knew something was wrong.

He looked around slowly, trying to regain his bearings from being in cryosleep for so long. He was still on his ship, which was a good thing, but it didn't take him long to realize why he had a bad feeling. He was the only one awake.

Something went wrong, he thought. We were all supposed to wake up together. What the hell happened?

He didn't even have time to think about that before he heard a sound. It was times like these when he really wished he had Jo Nah's penetra-vision. That way, he would have been able to see through the walls of the ship and locate exactly what had caused the noise. Without it, however, he could only assume the worst.

We're under attack.

Mon El wasted no time, rushing to get to the armory, and hoping that he wouldn't run into the intruders on his way there.

He couldn't help the quick rush of fear that he felt. He had never had to do this alone. Before, Kara always had his back on missions, and once he went to the 31st century, he had his friends in the Legion as backup. It was a scary thought to be the only one awake to protect the ship, but his friends needed him, in more ways than one.

Once he took care of the intruders, he had to wake his friends up. He wasn't supposed to do this alone. He couldn't do this alone. The plan required all of them, and there was no way he would be able to execute it all by himself. He had to wake them up.

He grabbed one of the big blaster guns off of the armory wall. He didn't know what type of intruders were on the ship, but he thought it was best to be prepared. As he grabbed wrapped his hands around the metal, he heard the sound again. This time, he was pretty sure he was able to pinpoint where it was coming from.

They're by the pods.

His hand went instinctively to the chain around his neck, grabbing the necklace and praying a silent prayer for strength. It was a habit he had picked up seven years ago, when he had been thrust into the 31st century. Holding the necklace helped to give him courage.

He forced himself to push his fear down and pick up the pace. He had to make sure they didn't sabotage the pods. He had to protect his friends.

As he got closer, he was able to make out voices. Granted, he couldn't hear what was being said, or who was saying it, but it was enough to let him know that more than one person was aboard the ship. He sighed. This would have been a good time to have Imra's powers. She would have been able to take over their minds and get them to leave the ship without any confrontation. He shook those thoughts away. Jo Nah wasn't here. Imra wasn't here. He had to do this by himself.

He pointed his blaster in front of him as he slowly approached the door to the pod room. He placed his hand on the scanner on the wall to open the door. The light on the scanner turned green with his touch and the door opened slowly, making a loud noise as it did. He gripped the blaster tighter. There was no way the intruders didn't hear that. They were going to be ready for him.

He entered the room slowly, opting to stay in the shadows. He saw a flash of golden hair as one of the visitors turned towards him. Immediately, the eyes started glowing, reminding him of all the times that he had seen heat vision in action.

He didn't even think about who it could be before he fired. A single blast shot out of the gun. One of the intruders ducked, while the woman with the heat vision and golden hair simply put her arms up, blocking the shot. He saw the third person pointing a small gun his way as well. He had to tread carefully. It was three to one, and it didn't seem like his gun had done anything to stop them.

He didn't put any thought as to who these people could be. All he was focused on was thinking of a game plan to get out of this alive. He could now see that he was facing two men and one woman. The person in the back seemed to be unarmed, so if he could disarm the man in the front, the one in the back would be an easy target. Then he would have to trust his training and hope that he could take down the woman.

She put her arms down quickly, keeping her eyes on his shadow. "Don't shoot," she stated, her voice low and commanding.

The voice registered immediately in his brain, but he held his ground. For seven years, he had heard her voice in every person he talked to, had seen her face in every crowd, had felt her presence in his heart, and every time he had thought it was true, he found himself disappointed. He had lost hope for finding her years ago. Besides, nothing would be worse than seeing her at this point. He was here on a mission, and he hoped to do that without seeing her. Seeing her would make everything infinitely harder.

"Stay back," he warned, hating the way that his voice shook with the words. He had gotten so used to using Saturian around Imra that the language came naturally to him at this point.

"We're not here to hurt you," she continued, not seeming to have understood his words.

There it was again. Her voice.

Against his better judgment, he stepped forward into light. He knew that he would be revealing himself, but he couldn't make out the faces of the intruders from where he was standing, and he needed to see them. He needed to know.

As he stepped forward, he felt all the air leave his lungs as his eyes met the woman's.

He could have convinced himself that he was imagining her voice. He could have convinced himself that he was just missing her again, the same way that he had every day for seven years. He could convince himself that his ears were playing tricks on him again, that he was hearing things and just making a mistake.

But there was no way he could mistake her eyes.

He came face-to-face with the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. They were filled with love... Love for him. And he could instantly tell how sad the owner was by the fact that they were insanely blue. They were bright like... like comets.

Comets.

It was really her. Of that, he had no doubt. It didn't matter what century, what universe, what world he was living in. He could never forget her.

It briefly registered that the other people were Winn and J'onn, but he could bring himself to tear his gaze from hers.

He saw her eyes widen as all the fight dissipated from her body. He could see the steely resolve she always had when coming face-to-face with an opponent leave her, and it was replaced with something else. Hope.

"Kara..." Her name left his lips without his intention. He felt his arms drop, lowering the blaster. He tried to maintain his grip on the gun, but his hands were shaking too badly. It clattered to the floor, but he didn't even care.

This was impossible. She shouldn't have found him. She wasn't supposed to be here, but here she was, and she was coming towards him. Kara was walking towards him slowly, her eyes never leaving his. When she was close enough, she reached her hands out slowly. He didn't dare move; he was frozen in place as she lightly touched her hands to his cheeks. Her touch was soft and gentle and... almost too light, as if she was afraid he would disappear with her touch. He couldn't help himself from leaning into her touch, wanting to feel her.

Her eyes searched his face, her disbelief evident, before she pulled him close. Her hands traveled along his back, and her breath came out in short gasps. He could tell that she was trying her hardest to hold back sobs.

Despite wrapping his arms loosely around her and leaning into her warmth, he couldn't stop the feeling of dread from sinking into the pit of his stomach. This was all he had wanted for so long. For months and months, all he wanted was to find his way back to her embrace. For months, his sole focus had been finding a way home. But that was before he learned the truth. And now, seeing her again was the last thing he wanted, because it was only going to make his mission ten times harder.

Mon El had been wrong. He had thought nothing could hurt worse than losing her, and having to live without her. But in that moment, as he held Kara in his arms for the first time in seven years, he realized that living without her would hurt much worse now that they had found each other again.

[NOTE: I do believe that the Legion's mission is to either save Kara from Reign, or help her defeat Reign, but they can't interfere until they need to. I don't think Mon El was supposed to wake up by himself, which is why he was so focused on waking them up and told Winn that "Kara would get hurt" if he didn't get back to the ship.]

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[themoonfortress]

Bring Me to Life - Chapter 9: Reunion

Chapter nine : Reunion

But if I touch you like this,

And if you kiss me like that,

It was so long ago but it's all coming back to me...

It's All Coming Back to Me Now - Celine Dion