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iheartgracie · 8 months ago

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catalina martin quotes from the spanish love deception

“The chances of him,” I told Rosie, “being actually serious are the same chances I have of having Chris Evans pop out of nowhere and confess his undying love for me.”

“Ignoring me won’t make me disappear. You know that.”

I did. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t keep trying,” I muttered under my breath.”

“Sorry about that, Aaron. We are not ignoring you.” Her grin strained. “We are … debating something.”

“We are ignoring him though. You don’t need to spare his feelings. He doesn’t have any.”

“If you could, tell Aaron that I don’t think one can laugh at, or much less understand, jokes when one lacks a sense of humor, please. That would be great. Thanks.”

“I’m pretty sure my words are reaching Catalina down there just fine, but if you could tell her that I have work to do and I cannot entertain this much longer, I would appreciate it.”

Down there? Stupidly large man.”

“I did not use that word.”

“You … sort of did, sweetie,” my best friend—no, former best friend as of right now—confirmed. Eyes narrowed, I mouthed, What the hell, traitor?”

“you must be experiencing serious hearing issues because, yet again, you heard wrong. I don’t need you, Aaron Blackford.” I swallowed, willing some of the dryness away. “I could write it down for you if you want. Send you an email, too, if that’d help at all.”

“She did,” I heard Miss Traitor confirm. My head whirled in her direction. “What?” She shrugged, signing her death sentence. “You did, honey.”

I needed new friends. ASAP.”

“And did you not say that your ex-boyfriend is the best man and thinking of standing in the vicinity of him, alone and lame and pathetically single—those were your words again—made you want to tear off your own skin?”

I had. I had said that.”

“At some point in the past, I would have thrown darts at a poster of his face.”

“Nothing to think about.” I cut my hand through the air between us. Then, I smiled my version of Rosie’s fake, toothy grin. “I’d take a chimpanzee dressed in a tuxedo before taking you.”

“Haven’t you watched any romantic comedies ever?” I watched the scowl deepen. “Not even The Wedding Date?”

No answer, just more of that arctic staring.

“Do you even watch movies? Or do you just … work?”

“I’d rather give up chocolate for a full year than admit to Aaron that he was right.”

“Lina: I have no idea what you mean. Is he waiting for something?

Lina: Something like a heart transplant? I heard he doesn’t have one.”

“He pointed at me with the pencil. “This? Seriously?”

I snagged it out of his hand. “It cheers me up.” I dropped it in the cup. “Does it offend your tastes, Mr. Robot?”

“I have no idea why you have this impulse to fly in with your red cape like a nerdy Clark Kent and save the day, but no, thanks. You might look a little like him, but I’m not a damsel in distress.”

“You’ve never needed anyone to fight your battles, Catalina. That’s one of the things I respect the most about you.”

#elena armas #the spanish love deception #aaronlina #catalina #catalina martin #romance books #book recommendations

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therealitychecksneakpeek · 25 days ago

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The Reality Check: Chapter 1

I started writing a new book with the plan to release chapters on Kindle Vella, only to learn it's shutting down in December!

That said, I've made the decision to post the first ten chapters for free here on a weekly basis leading up to the book being available on Amazon in 2025. I'll post updates on my author instagram and I hope you'll follow, comment, and share if you enjoy the story!

Here's what The Reality Check is about:

After coming in second on United States of Talent, plus size fan favorite and singer Mandy Thompson signed on to her very own reality show. Now, ten years later and nowhere closer to being a pop star, her show is on the brink of being cancelled.

In a last ditch effort to save everything she’s worked for, the network casts Casey to play the role of a supportive boyfriend.

But things get complicated when Mandy’s dreams don’t seem to work without Casey.

Chapter 1

“Viewership is declining.”

Those are not the three little words I was hoping to hear this morning. Not that Ben of all people would be the one to confess his undying love on a random Tuesday at the studio’s midtown office. I realize it’s been some time since I’ve heard an “I love you” from a man and while Ben’s a total catch, he’s not for me. Beyond being my boss of sorts as the executive producer of my reality show, he’s also a close friend.

I can tell he’s been working too hard as his hair has grown out and his usually clean-shaven face looks like it hasn’t seen a razor in some time. He’s wearing his typical uniform despite the fact we’re not on set – a black t-shirt and jeans with an unbuttoned flannel over it, sleeves rolled up.

Looking at him now, it’s surprising to me that no woman has managed to take him off the market in all the time I’ve known him. Sure, he’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s got that kind of Clark Kent/Superman potential in his looks and he’s a great guy.

I would know.

My reality show Mandy’s Big Dreams is in its eleventh season and Ben has been with me since the start. I remember that he was once an inexperienced and hungry-to-learn producer that was totally out of his depth with trying to figure out how to make a body positive, girl powered series following my stint on United States of Talent where I lost to Alexia’s pint size pop star act.

At the time, I didn’t care.

I was just over the moon that so many women saw me representing big girls in the way we deserve to be represented. I’m not shy about being fat, curvy, and beautiful. Nor am I shy when I sing. And I was thrilled to have the opportunity to let America get to know me – even the haters.

When all this started I was 22 and taking the leap to move to New York from the small city where I grew up. Like half the cast on United States of Talent, I started singing in church and high school theater productions and the show was really my first glimpse at what it meant to be a professional singer. Between the reality show and USoT I had a leg up with my music, but somehow in the past five years things have changed.

The network seems to care more about me exploring weight loss (I’ve lost none) and fitness (I do yoga and hit my daily steps goal) storylines than making music. And since season six, the reality aspect of my show has been null and void. Ben and a team of producers loosely script every scene and get it approved based on metrics and stats and focus groups until a version of their plan is enacted by me and the cast, which has gone from my real family and friends to a group of pseudo-friends and entertainment professionals like my assistant Katrein (an aspiring actress herself).

“I’m sure we won’t be cancelled,” I say, trying to brighten Ben’s mood. “What genius storylines have you cooked up for me this season?”

Ben shakes his head.

“Not me. The network.”

“Whatever – hit me with it.”

“They’ve decided that the viewers want a fairy tale romance. Apparently, they love that you’re not on the ozempic bandwagon but they want to believe love is possible…”

“…for a fat girl. I get it.”

Ben always looks uncomfortable when I call myself fat. At this point it’s sort of funny because it’s been years of me opting for fat instead of plus size or curvy when the network and advertisers push what they call “softer adjectives”. It makes me snort laugh a little when I see his familiar grimace.

“So, what’s the plan? I wish I could deliver but as much as I’ve tried to manifest a good man the universe just seems to be fresh outta stock.”

Ben opens a folder that’s been sitting on the table in front of us and pulls out three headshots. I notice that they’re not the usual actor headshots I see when we cast a new role on the show, but more like a good photo that some intern blew up to headshot size and threw in a folder.

“Here’s their selects – the network’s favorite is Casey. But if you object for some reason they’ve given their blessing for Marcus and Tommy as well. They’re all here for you to meet if you want to interview them too. You know, to see if there’s potential for chemistry on screen.”

He slides Casey’s photo to me and I’m struck by how this man looks like Jason Mamoa and one of the Hemsworth brothers had a baby. On the back of his picture, I see he’s tall – 6’2” and 210 lbs with most of his weight coming from muscle. While I read his bio, Ben mutters about how the network believes on-screen his size will work well with my 5’3” and 300 lbs frame and that he’s “the perfect ‘aspirational’ boyfriend for a woman my size”.

I know that’s the network talking and not my friend but I really hate hearing that shit.

According to his bio, Casey is not an actor and works at a bar/restaurant that’s been in his family for 2 generations. He works there with an older brother, younger sister, and his parents who have taken a step back now that the siblings have mostly taken it over. His interest in appearing on television is to help their business in Providence, RI which is struggling, and create more stability savings-wise for him and his long-term girlfriend Kelly.

My eyebrow instinctively raises when I get to that part.

“Girlfriend?”

Ben nods, “It’s an acting job Mandy.”

“He’s not an actor.”

“I know. But the network wanted real and untrained. They think viewers will be able to spot a plant a mile away. But Casey? He’s just a guy who you met at a bar on a weekend trip and hit it off with.”

“And we really think that a regular couple is going to be cool about everything television involves? Come on Ben, that’s why we transitioned from my real social network to a curated one…”

“I know, but they’ve all signed NDAs and Casey assures me that Kelly is on board.”

I glance at the other two headshots of Marcus and Tommy, but it’s all too obvious why the network prefers Casey. I’m already on thin ice with the numbers being bad going into this season and it’s not smart to rock the boat. Not like Casey is bad to look at either.

“So, that’s our back story? I went out to eat and what? He waited on me?”

Ben grins and his whole face lights up in a way that tells me he’s written this part of the season. I love that he’s so transparent when he’s proud of his work and it strikes me that he’s come a long way from the young guy who would complain over drinks that he felt like he was walking on eggshells managing a team of older writers to this sure-in-his-skin version.

“You went on a girls’ trip to Providence for Katrein’s 30th and night of, did a bar crawl. A few drinks later you end up in a karaoke bar and of course you grabbed the mic and rocked a version of your own hit song from the USoT days. Casey and his friends were there and he remembered you from the show, approached, and invited you out for a drink – just the two of you…”

“You’re making me pretend I ditched my girls on a girl’s trip for a guy?” I ask, immediately imagining the nasty comments flooding my socials.

“Well that’s just it – you would never do that right?”

“Never!”

I can feel myself smiling. This is the part of my job that I really love. The part of working with Ben that’s made these years fly by even when things were tough. We get into this kind of flow where I can see the season start to play out in my mind well before I even step foot on set.

“But Katrein sees you guys together and insists. She plays matchmaker even – sending a text when you’re out with Casey that you’ll have to get a ride back to NYC because the gang decided to head back early for her brother’s show.”

I gasp, jokingly clutching my imaginary pearls, “You’re not going to imply, that with a hotel room free, I invite a man back that I barely know, are you!?”

“Yes but! With the room free you talk all night because you make it clear you’re not a one-night stand kind of woman and Casey respects that. And when day breaks you’re both already in love. It’s obvious that this is a once in a lifetime connection that you just can’t say goodbye to…”

“Why Benedict Robinson, if I didn’t know better I’d say you’re a romantic.”

Ben blushes at the use of his full, given name but pushes through the discomfort to walk me through the rest of my love story with Casey.

“Anyway, we start the season with a confessional with you and Casey talking about how you’ve been doing long distance for the past four months but things are going really well. We make it so it feels like he’s a bit more into you than you are into him.”

“And what about my music?” I ask, not being able to hide the hope in my voice.

“Going on dates and talking about the relationship with Katrein and having the friends and family meet him will likely trump any music making. Our season finale is going to be in Hawaii where he’ll propose. Then, when we get renewed because this plot is so good and everyone loves a love story, we plant seeds of discontent in season 14 ultimately leading to you making the decision as much as you love him the relationship isn’t right. It’ll re-enforce your brand of being a woman who stands on her own two feet despite all the judgement from the rest of the world and still show plus size women they can date whomever. A win-win.”

“What if we break up because I want to start performing again? Maybe the relationship ignites a desire to write love songs…and then break up songs?”

Ben knows I’ve been a good sport since my last album flopped seven years ago and the network distanced me from the thing that put me on the map in the first place. They even forced me to say that these days music isn’t as interesting to me anymore which couldn’t be further from the truth. The influencer marketing is a nice income boost and the small roles in made-for-tv movies only help the network I already work for, but music is still the thing that has me waking up in the morning.

My only problem is I have had a bit of block when it comes to writing. Perhaps some apathy too, considering I don’t need to make money the way I used to and that has me less interested in chasing platinum and more interested in making something that speaks to me.

On paper it sounds like the dream, but the truth is I’ve felt a bit lost these days. I’m a 34-year-old reality star with one hit album, one flop, and what feels like one more chance with mainstream music success. While I can afford another flop, I know that will sign my fate as a washed up, one-hit wonder which is where the block probably comes from. I wish I could not care what people thought and just create for me, and financially I can, but that might not be smart. Every time I put pen to paper the stakes feel so high – this could be my last chance.

Do I go out with songs I doubt will resonate with the masses but make my soul happy or do I write what works?

I’ve yet to be able to answer that question, so I’ve written very little the past couple of years, but Ben doesn’t know that. And I need him to believe I have a trove of songs ready to go to pitch to the network so they might finally green light storylines that take place in the studio. After all, I could use the free studio time and it would help plant the seeds with our television fan base.

“I’ll pitch it to them, but no promises.” Ben says. “Are you on board? Ready to make season eleven the best one yet?”

“Let’s do it,” I saying, extending my hand in jest to Ben who shakes it without a hint of irony.

“Great! I’m excited,” he says beaming. “And I can’t wait for you to meet Casey. I’ll go get him…”

Ben leaves the room and it dawns on me that I’m feeling nervous. I’ve never faked a relationship on air before, mostly because I didn’t need to. I was with Tobey for the first couple of seasons, and then Katrein introduced me to Bart, and then there was just a focus on fashion, fitness, and weight loss where I guess I didn’t realize how long I’d been single.

I’m suddenly incredibly aware of the fact that I’m wearing no makeup, my glasses, hair in a messy ponytail, and a maroon athletic set I was gifted two seasons ago that I’ve never worn to the gym. To make matters worse, I’m just now noticing that I spilled a little coffee on the zip up hoodie and can’t decide if I should remove it or if meeting someone in a tank top that doesn’t have nearly enough build-in support for the girls is a worse first impression.

I opt for the tits-out version, considering I am meeting a man and I’ve never met a man who wasn’t at least a little enticed by a full chest – big girl or not. But when the door opens and I lay eyes on Casey in the flesh, I realize that I’m in deep, deep trouble as it’s me who has never been more enticed in my life.

Read Chapter 2!

#book blog #authors #bookish #booklr #books & libraries #books #romance #love story #falling in love #fake dating

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mrhowells · 2 years ago

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Smallville 2x16

Why is Martha hiding the disc from Clark & Jonathan though🤔

OH MY GOD SHE'S ACTUALLY PREGNANT?? I completely forgot about that😳😳

Martha stop making me cry please😭

Wait so we're trusting Helen just like that? I mean there aren't really any other options but wow

This is going to be a huge problem, isn't it😬😬

OHGOD A LETTER ON PINK PAPER. We're 100% going to get a declaration of undying love😬

"I'm surprised you haven't seen right through me." I honestly think he's aware, he just doesn't want to deal with it💀💀

The girl of his dreams?? I mean, at least she has confidence😅

Why am I imagining Jonathan hearing all of this upstairs like:

please GOD tell me Clark didn't hear that confession

ohmyFUCKINGGOD HE JUST SAID LANA, EMOTIONAL DAMAGE😵

Jonathan Kent 007😏

Now why am I not surprised😑

*big sigh*

#ellie's smallville thoughts #smallville #2x16 #clark kent #martha kent #jonathan kent

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dungeonsandblorbos · 2 years ago

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Campaign Intros: Curse of Strahd

so we're calling this campaign Curse of Strahd, which is an actual dnd 5e adventure book, but what we're actually playing is probably at least 80% homebrew. my husband, the DM, wasn't satisfied with the real book, as its worldbuilding wasn't deep or horrifying or dangerous enough for his gothic horror purposes. so he significantly expanded the lore, made Strahd a whole lot more powerful (as he should be), and even made his own maps and other Dark Lords! he's done an absolutely incredible job and i cannot heap enough praise on him. like, we're only 13 sessions in and this is his first time DMing, but he really makes this campaign something special <3

~anyway~

the setting

if you're familiar with Curse of Strahd as written, you've probably got a decent understanding of the basic setting already. i'm sure there's some major differences, but you'd have to ask my husband what they are lol

for those unfamiliar with Curse of Strahd, it takes place in the country of Barovia, a gloomy gothic nation banished from the material plane about four hundred years ago. now, it exists as its own little demi-plane in the Shadowfell, surrounded by deadly mists. somewhere in those mists are a few paths out to Faerun, but only a select few can walk them. everyone else, even those who wander in by mistake, are trapped. the sun does not shine here. there are no songbirds, only crows and ravens and owls. the dead do not like to stay dead. and it's all ruled over by the undying dread king Strahd von Zarovich, who is charming and cunning and ruthless and bored

the party

Cerris Tempescu: my PC! you know him, you met him here. a human tempest cleric who's basically what would happen if Clark Kent were a classic gothic hero (and also the most bottom to ever bottom). he's depressed. he's a himbo. he has something of a hero complex. he's my sweet baby boy and i love him and want him to eventually get a happily ever after, but first he's gotta suffer a whole bunch

Shalden Broadfist: a (purple) half-orc paladin devoted to the Smiling God, a big desert worm with a very neutral morality. Shalden is charming in a mostly awkward sort of way, and also something of a himbo. waaaaay more chill about the atrocities they've witnessed (and accidentally contributed to) than Cerris. looks good in an apron. can breathe fire. also very good at getting possessed

Valessha: an androgynous (purple) moon elf knowlege cleric. was naturally the smart one of the party . . . until they got yanked into a bag of holding by the Bag Man, where they've since been stuck.

Important NPCs

Ireena Kolyana: the one, the only, Ireena Kolyana. a beautiful and fiery young noblewoman who's handy with a sword and crossbow and throwing knives. headstrong, confident, and intelligent. she likes purple wildflowers, somewhat masculine clothing, and teasing Cerris, among other things

Ismark the Lesser: Ireena's older brother, and the current mayor of Barovia Village. when we first meet him, he's tired. like, only in his 30s and he's already gone silver tired. when we meet him again, he's got a shotgun and he's out for blood and vengeance against the people he feels were responsible for what happened to his sister (read: us!)

Arrigal: one of Strahd's . . . what's the word? henchmen? servants? lackeys? whatever else he is, Arrigal is a smarmy prick. blessed by Strahd with the ability to traverse the mists, he has personally lured many heroes (including our party) from Faerun to their deaths in Barovia, all for his master's entertainment

Luvash: Arrigal's younger but larger brother. big and strong and kind, but not stupid, although i'm sure his brother thinks he is. big dad energy

Madame Eva: a wise old woman cursed with nigh eternal unlife by her half-brother, Strahd. using her deck of tarokka cards, she can read your future—for a price. not money, no, she has no use for that, but a particularly interesting artifact or trinket will do

[redacted]: a horrifying eldritch family who lives in a cute little blue farmhouse surrounded by impossibly vast fields of "corn" and "scarecrows." there's a father who's very tall, a mother who's an excellent baker, and a child who likes to draw. their faces are obscured by a whirling static of color, and their voices have a lovely southern (US) drawl. their diet seems to consist exclusively of baked goods, candy, and other sweets. sometimes their movement sounds odd, like a bug's chitinous carapace rubbing against itself as it moves. sometimes their disembodied voices hover around you speaking in unison. sometimes they paralyze you and prop you up at their dinner table like a doll

Strahd: the man, the myth, the legend. Strahd is tall, dark, and handsome, with a rich voice and surprisingly warm hands. he is elegant, suave, charismatic, bold, intelligent, and many other nice sounding things; but he has been around for a long time, and he has seen many things, and he is bored of it all. despite the incredible power he already possesses, he hungers for more. has a self-professed fondness for religious men, having flirted with both Cerris and Shalden on numerous occasions

the plot . . . so far

after being lured into Barovia by Arrigal, our party finds themselves doing what they can to help the folks of Barovia village. they clear out a haunted and cursed old manor, putting the ghosts there to rest. they help bury Ireena and Ismark's father so Strahd's minions will stop messing with it. they promise a pastor to help him return his vampire spawn son to genuine life

and when they learn that Ireena is believed to be the reincarnation of Strahd's one true love Tatyana, that as a result, he has been trying to capture her and make her his bride for years, they agree to escort her to the temple in Valaki, the last stronghold against Strahd's power

upon arriving in Valaki, they are tasked with finding a missing holy relic as payment for sheltering Ireena. after losing Valessha to the Bag Man, going on a side quest to help Luvash recover his daughter from a family of hags, and playing out the beginning of a sweet little romantic comedy between Cerris and Ireena, they do find it and return it. but it quickly becomes apparent that something is deeply wrong here in Valaki

indeed, it turns out that the whole ordeal was something of a setup. more than a handful of NPCs thought to be good people—or, at least, neutral ones—are revealed to be working with Strahd to bring down Valaki and help him free himself from the confines of Barovia

you see, the curse that ties Strahd to this land and prevents him from leaving is not really a curse on him, but upon his bloodline. as the only surviving member of the von Zaroviches, unable to have children as a side effect of being undead, it remains effective. but if, say, he were to have a little niece or nephew running around, he just might be able to place them on the throne and pass along the curse, leaving himself free to return to Faerun and his conquest

but how could Strahd aquire a niece or nephew when his only sibling, Sergei, has been dead for four hundred years?

well, it should be noted Tatyana was not really Strahd's lover. he did ask her to be his, once, but she refused—and shortly thereafter, fell in love with and married his brother. when the pair died tragically, Tatyana was pregnant; and so the unfinished soul of her unborn child lingered, attached to her own soul as she reincarnated again and again and again over four hundred years. a particularly powerful fertility spell—say, one fueled by the very holy relic our party retrieved—could feasibly impregnate a reincarnation of Tatyana with the ghost of Sergei's child

so, of course, that's what Strahd's minions do. they put Ireena in a deep trance, kidnap her, and, armed with the very holy relic our party unwittingly retrieved for them, perform a ritual for a powerful fertility spell that presumably sticks a ghost baby in her womb without her knowledge or consent. and then she's whisked away to Strahd's castle, the city of Valaki is conquered, and our heroes are publicly blamed for it all

with nothing else to do, they turn to the cryptic reading Madame Eva gave them, hoping it holds the secret to defeating Strahd—and that they can decipher it before it's too late

#campaign intros #curse of strahd #curse of strahd homebrew #dnd 5e #Cerris Tempescu #ttrpg stories #dnd 5e oc #curse of strahd pc #*slaps roof of car*#this bad boy can fit so many dead doves inside it #but would you expect anything else of a gothic horror campaign?#also yes there is a wonderfully complicated and ridiculous love dodecahedron going on here and someday i will map it out for y'all #cw forced pregnancy

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spider-jaysart · 2 years ago

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Character Opinion Bingo:

Clark Kent

@paladin-of-nerd-fandom65

I have so many headcanons about them:

I just can't help myself from making headcanons for characters lol

They are so silly:

I mean this in a nice way, what I mean by it is that sometimes Clark can be a silly guy in a sweet way if you know what I mean

Canon isn't real if I don't look at it:

Sometimes some books or movies like the Man of steel one just don't do Clark any justice for his true character, since it sometimes gets his personality and the point of his character wrong

Everyone else is wrong about them:

Some people who aren't really in the fandom or don't really care for his character think "Oh, he's just some boring powerful alien dude who can do anything he wants and win any fight while proudly wearing his undies outside his suit, so there's nothing interesting about him at all."

No.

You. Are. Wrong

Clark IS an interesting character, cause even though he is some powerful alien guy who does proudly wears his undies outside his suit while juggling four cars in the air, it isn't always 100% about that part of him like you may think, cause what makes him interesting as a character is that besides that part of him, he's also a character with a good heart who always brings hope to others, which is why he uses his powers to help and protect those around him and he never makes himself seem better than humans just because of his powers or just because he's from the planet Krypton, cause in reality, on the inside he's just like everyone else on earth, because he grew up there just like them, naturally growing a love for everything around him there on earth as he grew up with loving parents there who took him in as a baby and raised him with love and care as if he were their own.

So yeah, he's actually interesting and can be relatable

If anything happens to them I will cry:

Clark is one of my favorite characters while growing up, cause he's a really sweet guy with a good heart who always brings hope to others and because of this, while I was watching the DCEU's Batman vs Superman movie years ago and after seeing Clark get killed in the end, I remember internally I was all like: "(0θ0)....... What????? Oh my gosh.... Wait.... No....H-He's dead???? B-But ..H-He's gonna come back, right? ..... Oh my gosh.... He's gonna come back though, right???? What?????....omg....." Literally made me kind of sad in the inside after seeing that lol since I care about him as a character

#Clark kent #Superman #dc comics #spider-jaysart asks

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coffincoitus · 2 years ago

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so Superman and Lois may very well be a great show, I haven't seen it, but I've seen some gifsets and apparently now Lois is battling a serious form of cancer, and I saw these lines: "Okay, then why not use technology from the fortress?" "Yeah, there might be something there that can help you." "Because if we use it to help your mom, it wouldn’t be fair to keep it from anyone else. And sharing Kryptonian technology here, the risk to the greater good is just far too high." "What if the chemo’s not enough?" "Then we’re all just gonna have to accept that." hello where is the devotion?? I'm sorry I just think of you when I think of undying, world ending devotion and needed to vent about what I witnessed

"it wouldn't be fair to keep it from anyone else" OH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPP. COWARDS. love is not a place for moral virtue!!! you WILL put your loved one before the greater good and you WILL kill and eat anything that gets in your way

"we're just gonna have to accept that"?? kys clark kent. or whoever said that. look how they've sanitized love!!!! can't believe this is what they're teaching the youths? we need kids to read wuthering heights now more than ever

#answered

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year ago

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The Badfamily

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Ni4LknG by olailamajnoon I started writing this script fic in rehab; it was meant to be about "what if Batman was evil, but, like, still cared for his family" type thing. It helped me release my pent up "evil urges". The only people who beta-read it was my former friend, who realized just how fucked up I was after reading it, and dumped my ass. Now I get up screaming in the middle of the night, because I had a nightmare that I published this fic and was put in prison for writing it. Enjoy! Basically: Why does evil!Bruce/Batman always fall in love with either a child or a dead person? Bruce starts to question his sanity in therapy 30 years after losing his parents one dark night in an alley and turning into The Batman - Gotham's most notorious terrorist and supervillain. Together with his orphan sidekicks, he takes revenge on the city which ripped his parents from him. Features: Bad Justice League, Good Joker, and Bruce's undying love for his family. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND AWFUL, EVIL PROTAGONISTS WHOSE CRIMES GO UNPUNISHED. Comment if you hated this fic! Comment if you loved it! Comment if you feel both ways! Basically, comment! Words: 7778, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Lois Lane, Jon Kent, Hal Jordan, Oliver Queen, Dinah Lance, Starfire (Koriand'r) - Character, Roy Harper, Selina Kyle, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, Joker (DCU), Arthur Curry, Barry Allen, Ra's al Ghul, Talia al Ghul, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Wally West Relationships: Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Joker (DCU)/Harleen Quinzel, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r Additional Tags: evil!Bruce, Bad Things Happen to Good People, Necrophilia, All Kinds of Tags, Do NOT Read if Triggered by Sexual Assault, Freeform, Play/Drama, Angst, Fluff, Hurt No Comfort read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Ni4LknG

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the caped crusader #the dark knight #dcu #ao3 #ao3feed

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evolution-ofa-geek · 1 year ago

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30 Day Comic Book Challenge

Day 02 - Your Favorite Character -

Batman was my first comic book, but Superman still is my favorite character, im such a mark for him. Anyone that has ever played him throughout the years has played him perfectly, From George Reeves, Christopher Reeve, Dean Cain, to Tom Welling, Henry Cavill, and Tyler Hoechlin. Even Superman: The Animated Series, Tim Daly gave him life and is synonymous with Kevin Conroy voice acting who voiced for Batman. I always thought that this guy is already an alien and his costume is Clark Kent and I loved that about his origin story. As a kid I would sometimes have my undies outside of my shorts and put on a towel around my neck and jump from the couch and try to save people. Or as I talked about on the podcast, fight with one of my wrestling buddies and fly off the couch to do an elbow drop, brotherrr and then get taken to the hospital because I sprained my elbow. I love the mythology and have grown to understand the history of the type of kryptonites. I love everything about Superman mythos is all im saying.

#30 day comic book challenge #comic books #superman #dceu #clark kent #kal-el

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years ago

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DC Character Insert Guide!

So, I got my second Covid shot yesterday and while I didn’t feel much of the effects then, I’m feeling them today, and I don’t want to write any fics because it’s too much effort and everything in my body hurts.

Instead, I decided to compile a list of all the character inserts I do, just so everyone can have a bit of a better background to them. Let’s start with the Batfamily, then we’ll move to the Superfamily, then Flashfamily, and finally the Lanternfamily.

-Thorne

So, within the Batfamily inserts there are four insert characters: Batmom (Bruce’s wife and mother of the Batfamily), Bat-Aunt (Bruce’s sister), Batsis (Bruce’s daughter, and Batbrother (Bruce’s son).

1. Batmom (Bruce’s wife and mother of the Batfamily) is a model by day and support at night. She stopped being a vigilante after Dick and Bruce’s falling out, preferring to stay at home and focus on raising Jason whilst caring for the family. She was born in Blüdhaven but grew up in Gotham City, eventually getting a job at WE where she quickly worked her way to the position of Bruce’s secretary where she became a valued member of his personal circle.

2. Bat-Aunt (Bruce’s sister) is a billionaire, playgirl, philanthropist by day and depending on which pairing I’m using, she’s either a vigilante by night or support for the Batfamily (non-vigilante). She’s Bruce’s younger sister and no one’s really sure if they’re related by blood but apparently one night, the two siblings sat down to test DNA, received the answers, and never spoke of them again. They’ve been together since they were in diapers—they’re siblings through and through. She is close with Ghost-Maker and Barry Allen.

3. Batsis (Bruce’s daughter) is a writer by day and a spy-network running vigilante by night. She is the oldest sibling of the Batsiblings and takes it upon herself to keep everyone in check when they need it. Because she’s older than most of the sidekicks every major superhero has, she’s not friends like Dick is with his group, so she tends to help out with the JL more. She was born and raised in Gotham City, showing up at Bruce’s doorstep at six years old. She is close with Wally West and Kyle Rayner.

4. Batbrother (Bruce’s son) is a black ops squad leader, designation SPECTRES, who runs missions all over the world that take out terrorist organizations, human trafficking rings, etc. He is the eldest sibling of the Batsiblings, and is typically compared to being a second Bruce, but a much laxer Bruce. He was born in Gotham, but his mother passed during birth, and he was raised in the mountains of Virginia by his maternal grandfather until he was thirteen. During the time, he was taught how to live off the land—which is important because it helps him during the Super Soldier Program. He traveled to Gotham City to Wayne Manor and told Bruce he was his son. After DNA testing, it was proven true. When he’s not on a mission, he’s usually at Wayne Manor bugging the crap out of his family. He is a sexual assault survivor during his time in the military and he advocates for other survivors and also runs personal missions (without his team) to bring justice to those who didn’t receive any. He is close with Kyle Rayner and his younger brother Jason Todd.

Within the Superfamily there are two reader inserts and those are Super-Aunt (Clark’s sister) and Supersis (Clark’s daughter).

1. Super-Aunt (Clark’s sister) is the world’s Superwoman. She lives in Gotham City working for Bruce, so she is technically apart of the Batfamily. She was not raised by the Kents with Clark, as their pods hit one another in the atmosphere and shot off to different locations, hers in Jacksonville, Florida. She and Clark met during a Daily Planet trip to Wayne Enterprises. She is close with Bruce Wayne and Ted Kord—and Booster Gold because you can’t have Blue Beetle without Booster Gold.

2. Supersis (Clark’s daughter) is the world’s Superwoman. She is not Lois Lane’s daughter but considers the woman her mother. She fights with the Young Justice team and when she’s not fighting with them, she’s either at her family home or at Gotham University taking classes. She is close with Tim Drake, Bart Allen, and Jason Todd.

In the Flashfamily there are two reader inserts, and they are Flash-Aunt (Barry’s sister) and Flash-daughter (Barry’s daughter).

1. Flash-Aunt (Barry’s sister) is a Flash like Barry and serves in the Central City Police Department with her brother, but while Barry is a forensic scientist, she is a detective, working their cases so that the two siblings are always on them together—they’re currently gunning for the most solved cases award. She is not the child of Nora Allen, but instead of Henry Allen during the time that he and Nora were getting divorced. When she was born, the mother gave her to Darryl Frye and she and Barry were raised together. She is close with Hal Jordan and Bruce Wayne.

2. Flash-Daughter (Barry’s daughter) was recently introduced with the fic “If We Were Fast Enough”. She is the daughter of Barry Allen in a world where the old Justice League has retired, and their successors have taken up the mantles. Unfortunately, global devastation occurred which was a result of nuclear warfare between countries. During the all-out war on the ruined landscape, she watched every JL member fall along with every Flash. She witnessed the deaths and took their speed (she did not kill them, but merely took their speed to keep it out of the hands of the enemy), making her faster than every speedster. Within the final moments of her world, she harnessed Barry Allen’s speed before he died, making her the fastest speedster alive, even faster than Wally West (just by an inch), and escaped the imploding of her world by traveling to another timeline. After a year, she broke down and told Barry the truth, but he accepted her as his daughter regardless. She works in CCPD as a forensic scientist and is the Lightning Flash when she isn’t working. She is older than most of the sidekicks, around her late twenties, but is close with Jason Todd and Kyle Rayner.

Last but not least, there are two inserts in the Lanternfamily, and they are Lanternsis (Hal’s sister) and Lantern-Daughter (Hal’s daughter).

1. Lanternsis (Hal’s sister) is the daughter of Jessica Jordan but not Martin Jordan. She was born a few years after Martin died, her father isn’t known, and was raised in the family. Because Hal was so determined to join the Air Force and fly, he wasn’t around much as she was growing up, but seeing that no one in the family wanted to talk to Hal, especially her mother and oldest brother, she took it upon herself to have a relationship with him, calling him whenever she could, seeing him when she could. They became very close when she expressed that she herself wanted to join the Navy and become a pilot. Hal taught her everything he knew about flying and she excelled in the Naval flight programs, even at the expense of her relationship with Jessica. When her mother died, she chose an honorable discharge from the military and started working at Ferris Aircraft with Hal. Sometime during Hal’s breakdown as Green Lantern and the destruction of Coast City, the Blue Lantern Power Ring found her, and she became the Blue Lantern of Earth for her undying hope that she and the ones she loved most would be okay. She is close with Barry Allen and the Four Corpsmen.

2. Lantern-Daughter (Hal’s daughter) was introduced with the fic “When The Music’s Not Forgotten”. She is Hal’s daughter, mother is unknown, and currently lives with him in Coast City. She works at a Wayne Enterprises branch in Coast where she met with Jason Todd and started training unbeknownst to her father. During a fight when the truth was revealed, she and Hal had a falling out where she returned home and was met by Sinestro who invited her to join the Sinestro Corps. She agreed and became a Yellow Lantern. All is not lost though; she eventually becomes another Lantern type. She is close with Jason Todd, Wally West, and the Four Corpsmen.

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bigfan-fanfic · 3 years ago

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I’m curious. Of all the men you write for, which one, or ones, would you most want to be with in real life?

Oof, that's a good one! Okay, while I find most of the guys I write for hot, here's the ones on my dateable irl list. If I missed anyone, y'all can ask and I'll rate! ;)

I've bolded and colored in the 10/10s because it's a long list and you might wanna just cut to the chase

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars) - jk, I can't deal with the Jedi and their hypocrisy. But damnnnnn Ewan McGregor is FINE and Obi-Wan is such a charmer. - N/A

Benny Lafitte (Supernatural) - Hot buff vampire with a killer smile? Would protect me through anything? Not unhealthily codependent with his brother? Yes please. - 6/10 Would Date

Professor Kukui (Pokemon) - Yes please. Happy-go-lucky scientist who moonlights as a wrestler and has the body too? Yay. -9/10 Would Date - gotta dock him for being happily married. Damn. - N/A.

Link (The Legend of Zelda) - My first fictional husband. Yes to the sense of humor, the protectiveness, the love! Although a little bit quiet, poor lad. - 7/10 Would Date

Prince Sidon (The Legend of Zelda) - Look, I'm no monsterfucker, but Prince Sidon believes in me. You think I'm not gonna fall for that kind of validation??? - 10/10 Would Date.

Peeta Mellark (The Hunger Games) - Yay for cute soft baker man. I love him and want to protecc. But trauma plus his huge torch for Katniss is gonna make it tough. - 6/10 would date.

Markus (Detroit Become Human) - Handsome and just utterly noble and awesome. Parkouring genius and artist while being just unbelievably rational and emotional all at once. I love him. This android has stolen my heart. - 10/10 Would Date

Hank Anderson - Just kidding. Trying to see if y'all were paying attention

Nathan Drake (Uncharted) - Snarky adventure husband gets all the support for me. Just come home alive, ready for snuggles, and bring home the treasure bacon! Love you, babe. - 9/10 Would Date

Soren (The Dragon Prince) - I love this man. I love his relationship with his sister. I love his nobility and honor even when it's hard. I even love his terrible poetry. most of all, I feel you, man. I want a bread sandwich too. That dad, though. Ugh. - 7/10 Would Date

Gren (The Dragon Prince) - Yayyyyy. Gren, my positive pumpkin man. I love your freckles and cheer and the way you know sign language. Protect me and give kisses! - 9/10 Would Date

Chrom (Fire Emblem) - Adorkable prince of Ylisse, why wouldn't you let my male Robin romance you? You've got a cute personality, you're sweet and clumsy, and you've got that one arm all bared for flexin'! Yum. Pack that up and give me two! - 8/10 Would Date

Odin/Owain (Fire Emblem) - This drama queen is a storyteller and a bisexual mess if I ever saw one, and I am HERE for it. I will pretend with you all day, Odin. Teach me magic and tell me of your undying love for me in as flowery language as you want! - 9/10 Would Date

Alistair Theirin (Dragon Age) - Best man in Thedas right here. I love him. I love his dorkiness. I love that he's not afraid to admit he'd rather someone else lead. I love how he's so young but not afraid to take up a cause he believes in. Total king. Will marry. - 10/10 Would Date

Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson) - Those of you who know me might think Percy's too much of a goofball and a dope. Well, you're wrong. I love Percy and I will gladly be his escape from all things mythological while also knowing enough about Greek myth to help him out - 7.5/10 Would Date

Jason Grace (Percy Jackson) - Okay, bud. Jason can be a little bland, I admit. But I still love him for his perseverance and dedication to his friends. I'd love to get to know him better. - 7/10 Would Date

Sokka (ATLA) - Okay, he grew on me after a while and now I love. Let's talk strategy, Sokka. Let me laugh at your horrible jokes - 6/10 Would Date

Haru (ATLA) - I hate the mustache but I love the man behind it - 7/10 Would Date

Hakoda (ATLA) - Mmmm. Sokka and Katara's dad was a SNACK. - 8/10 Would Date

Bolin (LOK) - This himbo was a cutie and I'm lying if I ever say I didn't enjoy seeing him in the Nuktuk costume. Or ripping his sleeves off. Or kidnapped by the Equalists. Just yay, Bolin, and as a bonus, Pabu! - 10/10 Would Date

Tonraq (LOK) - If Hakoda was a snack, Tonraq is a full course meal - look at the size of the man. MMMMM I love him. Waterbender and all around HUNK. And so caring! - 10/10 Would Date and I'm not even gonna dock him for being happily married to Korra's mom

Thor (Marvel) - Chris Hemsworth with long hair and ultimate himbo personality. Nuff said. 10/10 Would Date

Peter Parker (Marvel) - I love this nerd. 10/10 Would... not date because the people Peter Parker dates have a curious trend of dying horribly. Looking at you Gwen Stacy. I like my neck the way it is, so... sorry, Pete.

Pietro Maximoff (Marvel) - We didn't get enough time with this speedy snack. I like his charm and confidence and care for his sister. I wish he'd have at least gotten a real shirtless scene before he died. 8/10 Would Resurrect and Date

Bucky Barnes (Marvel) - Much like Peeta, the trauma is gonna be hard to help with, but I'm willing to make it work. 6.5/10 Would Date

Dick Grayson (DC) - Yes please. Positive, outgoing, friendly, but above all deeply caring and sweet. He's acrobatic and fun, but I feel like he'd love to just relax at home. - 9/10 Would Date

Barry Allen (DC) - Ball of sunshine in nerdy human form. I don't know what more anyone would want in a boyfriend. - 8/10 Would Date

Kyle Rayner (DC) - Admittedly, I don't know all that much about Kyle. But he seems chill and cool and way better than all the other Green Lanterns besides Alan Scott because initially he wasn't affiliated with the Corps so he wasn't a Space Cop. - 7/10 Would Date

Clark Kent (DC) - He's just.... super. And sweet. Yay. 10/10 Would Date

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siremasterlawrence · 5 years ago

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How To Tame A Superhero.

I felt a cool cold draft as I turn to see Superman staring down at me from the sky. He looks down with this serious look on his face and he was not happy with me it was very clear. He floats down from the sky as he lands on my veranda in cool temp. I walk over to him as he grabs my collar tightly.

“Who do I have to thank for the honor of seeing you here? “ I ask slyly. “I hear that you have some great power that you unleashed on the city. This is my home turf do not defy me again and don’t ever expect me to think twice about stopping you.” He says to me frankly.

I roll my eyes as he floats me back down as he lets go of my collar. He turns around as I launch a bullet at him. He turns to me angrily as he catches the bullet an it dissolve into gas. The gas surrounds him as he suffocates to the ground an I kick him. I pull him up as I kick him in the stomach an laugh at his pain.

I take his collar from the back of his cape pulling inside as I turn the lock close behind me. I sit on the bed staring at him as he manages with little help to look up. “Where did you get kryptonite from you bastard?” He ask me with a weak look. “Now Superman you like my power I can use anything to mold whoever I desire.” I say to him.

I look at him with such excitement as he fell to the ground face down.I turn him over as I close his eyes an watch as I touch his face with my hand. I kiss his lips more then once before I kick him again and I whisper my undying desire for him. I inject my blood into his ass

I pull out the needle for him as I watch him shake.“My love wake up now from that so called life you live and meet your new maker. He starts to stir lifting up off the floor an I push him into the nearest chair. He is rubbing his eyes as he begin to yawn before he sighs. “What is it with these people demanding me to always save the day?” He ask me.

He sits up staring at me waiting for an answer as I start actually feeling sorry for him. “You are not Clark are you?” I ask as he looks shocked that I knew he was not him. “Yes I know let me guess you are the amalgamation of Clark’s Id and subconscious”I say to him. I kiss him tenderly as he returns it back.

He looks in awe at me with a smirk as he felt something inside like he never has before. “Yes that is me my king and I am glad you know that.” He say to me seriously with no fear. “Let me guess you are the part of Clark’s he has suppress for so long till now. Well this who you are I knew it along no hero is really a hero.” I say to him.

Clark crawls a bit as he struggles but fights back out and he runs out of the window. He jumps over the veranda as he flies off in fear.

I laugh hysterically at him as he is faced by the worst fear ever. I sit on my chair in shear delight as I call all of Clark’s nemesis. I walk out of the apartment heading to Lex Corp.

I pull out a grabble hook as I throw it to main office and I climb up to the top of the building. I jump into the window as Lex was waiting for me. He claps his hands as if you

to say congrats but I beat you at your own game. I burst into crazy bout of laughter when his servant Marcy waltzes in.

I am so amaze as my new Slave Marcy pulls a gun on him. “Are you crazy Marcy?” He asks her.“Marcy belongs to me now Lex but don’t worry all of you will soon be going to same place.” I angrily say. I point as Marcy twist Lex on the elevator down. At the Lex Corp basement they joins all the other foes.

“Well thank you for coming you are making this so much easier for me. After tonight your greatest for will be no more then a bug under your feet.” I say as they all steal glances at each other. I stand by a long lever as I pull it the stand is shaking. It lifts up as the room has a time bomb about to go off.

They watch in horror as they it is reaching one before the explosion erupts. I satisfactorily enjoy the humongous display of fire an hide to see Supes reaction. Clark has finally arrived minutes too late as he sees the fire. He uses his super breath to extinguish it but they are all dead. He began to cry as tears formed in his eyes he was broken.

In minutes a loud scream breaks out shockingly out of his mouth shattering windows like a howl an he falls to his knees. I quickly jump into the helicopter parked on the roof as we jet off. I was in heaven because I was the one to break Superman. I relaxed in my grand hotel apartment as I felt a draft on me.

“Well look who it is fancy seeing you here again. Not too soon at all I might add but enlighten me why you are here.” I say knowing he will take my bait. “You win I try to fight you but I can’t win I am weak the mind truly is the most amazing organ. You are powerful beyond my words and I want to be yours.” He says.

I walk to him the former Superman strong in body but nothing but a husk is left. I walk towards his as he kneels at my feet grabbing my waist. “Look up at me man of steel stop the frowning an look at me you fool. This is what happens to people who play hero’s they are easily manipulated.” I drop the bomb of words to his shock.

He felt it as he looks up at me that was it sometime broke in his mind.He felt lighter as his thoughts are no more and he felt so fulfilled as he waited for commands. I put my hand on his head as he moans in pleasure. He felt the last pieces of freedom disappear and I hear a scream come outs as he cummed Clark Kent and Superman out.

“My name is Kal-el son of Master Lawrence and Superman is at all of your beck an calls forever. I am nothing but tool for serving you thank you for my freedom my king. My Id, subconscious and what was left of my conscience have been erased. I am all that matters an all that you want please don’t ever leave me.” He says.

I command him to rise to his feet as he pulls me into a kiss while he saw himself on the screen. He was utterly deplorable as the man of steel self proclaimed protector of the world. He rolls his eyes before destroying the television with one blast of his heat vision. He returns to my lips as he thinks about all the wasted years of his life.

He turns back into Clark Kent for a night out but looks so confused in the mirror. I take off his glasses an drop them to floor. “Break those glasses now.” I order him. He obey me with such ease as he looks at me and than back up. An he was so happy with what he sees in the mirror. We head out freeing a deep connection that he will always be very grateful for.

The end.

What did you guys think? Should I continue this?

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thedistrictsleepsalonetonight · 6 years ago

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There was a girl, and I accidentally fell in love Chapter 1: It was summer when I saw your face, looked like a teenage runaway

You know how sometimes in the movies the first scene is the climax, and then the protagonist goes “To explain how all of this happened, I’ll have to take you back a few months, back to where Blah-and-blah did bleh-and-bleh, and consequently, I’m here”?

Well, here I am, up on stage on Prom night, in front of a huge crowd of students, holding the hugest Teddy Bear in my right hand, an extremely colorful bouquet of flowers in my left, and just about to start declaring my undying love for the prettiest girl in the world, and I bet you’re wondering how I ended up like this.

Would you believe me if I told you it wasn’t my fault?

Probably not. You shouldn’t, that is. A lot of this story happened because I was an idiot, an insensitive idiot, a stupid insensitive idiot, and other unflattering descriptions of me that you will probably hear from my friends’ mouths. But I will say this: it did not start with me. I was not responsible for kicking over the first domino that resulted in this clusterfuck of lives in National City High crashing down on top of each other. That person, was Lex.

See, the thing is, despite all of it, I still love him. He’s my brother, no matter how much of an asshole he is. He likes starting fires and he can be terribly mean, but he’s always been sweet to me. He is the closest thing I have to a loving home, seeing as my real one consists of a Basilisk for a mother, and a ghost for a father. He’s the reason I am up at the very top of the food chain at school. His Jock-reputation carried over to me, and made it easier for me to not only survive, but thrive. I am Lena Luthor, sister of Lex Luthor, and life, is easy for me. I wouldn’t go as far as claiming that people threw flowers at my feet when I walked down the corridors, or that they bowed whenever I passed by, but it is true that I was untouchable. Even the fact that I was a lesbian didn’t get me any bullying. One stare from Lex and his huge biceps was enough to stop any in its tracks.

All in all, Lex is a pretty good brother. The only character flaw he possibly has is his utter loathing of Clark Kent.

That brings us to Clark Kent. Charming nerd. The best actor in our school. Voted Student with the most beautiful eyes in the world two years in a row. Falls in the category of Not Exactly Popular but Everyone Lowkey Likes Him. And the arch-enemy of Lex Luthor.

Nobody knows how it started. Rumor has it Clark once made the winning catch in their Little League team, and Lex hated him getting the attention. Rumor also has it that it started when Clark got to play Superman in the school play, back in fifth grade, winning the part from Lex, who had been harboring dreams of playing a superhero since, well, forever. People say a lot of things, but nobody knows exactly why they hated each other so much, me included. Every time I’d ask Lex about it, he’d smirk it off, and distract me with something else, and after a while, I gave up on asking, and accepted it as one of the enigmas of National City High.

Either way, that was the relevant bit of backstory that was needed for you to understand this entire sordid tale of romance. It all started when Lex Luthor opened his mouth, during lunch, and asked who the girl trailing behind Clark was.

Imagine the scene. It’s lunch. There’s a lot of people milling about, eating. People talk about the classes they have attended, the classes they have yet to attend, the teachers who made an idiot out of themselves and the ones who made idiots of the students. I was sitting at the table with the most Popularity per square area in the cafeteria, with my brother at my side, Sam sitting in front of me, juggling two apples, while Jack sat next to her, frantically completing his AP Math homework. Half of the football team players with their cheerleader girlfriends filled up the rest of the chairs

“Look at them,” Lex mused, biting thoughtfully at a Tater Tot “High School hierarchy in action. The geeks sit with the geeks, talking about Star Trek or Dungeons and Dragons or whatever the fuck they’re on these days.”

Settlers of Catan, I thought, but keep my mouth shut.

“There are the less-popular cheerleaders, the AV club nightmare freaks, the Glee club rapping like idiots, and there he is, the King of the assholes himself.”

I looked up to see Clark Kent walked into the room, and five of his fan girls trail behind him, swooning and giggling. I rolled my eyes at them, but I had to admit, I did see the appeal. He had that Lord of the Nerds thing going on, with his glasses and a pen tucked into his perfectly ironed shirt, and every straight girl in the college had, at least once in their life, been charmed by his smile. But that wasn’t what was bugging Lex today.

“Who is that?” he nudged my side, bringing me back from where I had been staring into space.

“Who?”

“That girl, behind Kent,” he told me, impatiently.

I saw Alex Danvers, stomping past all the annoying girls, looking as though she was just about one hair away from ripping everyone in her immediate vicinity apart.

“That’s Alex, dude,” Sam told Lex before I could open my mouth.

“No, you idiot,” he muttered. He took my head between both his hands, and physically turned it “Look. There.”

It took me a minute, and then I saw her.

You know those movies where guys see the girl, and it’s like a light bulb goes off in their heads, or violins start playing in the background, and the world slows down? It definitely didn’t happen for me. She was pretty. Blonde hair, tied up in a ponytail, large glasses over her face, and a humongous pile of books in her hands, she did the opposite of stand out. She seemed to be in deep thought, and as we watched, tapped Alex’s shoulder to tell her something.

“That’s Kara,” Jack spoke up, suddenly, and all three of us turned to him “She’s in AP English with me. She’s Alex’s sister.”

“Since when does Alex Danvers have a sister?” Lex asked.

“Since her parents adopted Kara,” he said, then sighed at our dumbfounded faces “It’s like none of you have any idea what’s up.”

“Start. Speaking. Now,” Lex growled at him.

“So she is Clark’s cousin, and she’s apparently very tight with him, because her parents, the Danvers’ and the Clarks were really close. Her parents got into a car accident when she was young, and she’s been brought up by the Danvers ever since, and she was studying in some private school until now. She just transferred here.”

“How did we not know Alex had an adopted sister?” I wondered aloud.

“Because she’s Alex Danvers. Nobody knows anything about her.”

I nodded, and closed my eyes, topic already forgotten in my head. But Lex apparently wasn’t.

“Did you say she was close to Clark?” he demanded of Jack.

“Yes?”

I opened my eyes when I heard him chuckle. It wasn’t his nice chuckle. This spelled more doom than anything else.

“So hurting her would be hurting him?”

“Lex,” I warned him “Please don’t tell me you’re planning on killing a person. Because I will not approve.”

“No, no,” he rushed to reassure me “But think of how devastated he’d be if someone from Lex’s circle dated her and then broke her heart.”

There was a beat of silence, then both Sam and I chucked the objects in our hands at him simultaneously. Lex ducked both a pen, and a half-eaten apple.

“What?” he asked, bewildered.

“Nothing,” I said, and walked away.

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Now, in a perfect world, that would have been the end of matters. Not this one, though.

I’m still not sure what it was exactly that triggered both of them, but I got out of Physics just in time for a random kid to come running up to me and show me a video of Clark punching the lights out of Lex. I watched it for half a minute, and then I was off and running towards the principal’s office. They were both sitting outside, Lex bleeding from his nose, Clark with a black eye, already done with Principal Cat, by the looks of it. I heard my mother’s rising voice from inside and winced.

“She called Lillian, huh?”

Lex mumbled something that sounded close to an affirmation. From the corner of my eye, I saw Clark scowl at us, and move even further away.

I asked Lex what had happened, whispering the question to him.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, eyes still burning with righteous fury “But I hate him. God damn it, I hate him so much. I cannot walk this earth without having revenge.”

Well. That’s drama.

His voice had started rising, so I calmed him down by rubbing his back “I know, I know. Calm down, okay?”

He turned to look at me “Please tell me you’d do that?”

“Do what?”

“That thing I was talking about earlier.”

It suddenly clicked and I started shaking my head vigorously “Lex, no, no , that’s…..”

“Please, please, please, Lena,” he implored “I’ll do anything for you, I’ll……..I’ll get you that trip!”

I paused. There had been this science competition coming up in a city nearby, and I had an idea for a great project lined up, but Lillian, being mother of the year, had no intentions of letting me go.

“You can’t,” I told him “There’s no way you can convince her to let me go.”

“Lena,” he told me back, just as seriously “If there is anyone in the world who can convince her, it is her Golden Boy, aka me.”

I took fifteen minutes “Three or four dates. There will be no prank. No humiliation. I’ll just call it quits before it gets serious. But I’m serious, Lex, no humiliation.”

“Eh, I’ll take care of the rest,” he said which didn’t really sound promising, but I convinced myself I’d just break it up before she developed feelings for me. And it was a very good possibility she wouldn’t even want to date me. That would leave me off the hook.

“We have a deal,” I admitted, grudgingly, and he wrapped me up in a tight hug.

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