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dilemmaontwolegs · 6 months

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End of the Road || LH44

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x wife!reader Summary: when you and your husband both have a surprise to share you find your plans for the future clashing Warnings: 18+ only, pregnancy, angst, fluff WC: 2.9k F1 Masterlist

30th November 2025

You had waited two long years for this day to come. When Lewis had told you he was extending his contract with Mercedes back in 2023 you had struggled to accept it. You could feel your body clock counting down and wanted nothing more than to start a family with Lewis but refused to have him be a part time father because of his career. You knew he was made to be a father, you had seen it in every interaction with his nieces and nephews as well as his young fans, it was just a matter of finding the right time to retire.

That day had finally come.

You woke with a smile on your face and rolled over in Lewis’ arms to see him watching you, his own smile playing at his lips.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

There was no hiding your excitement as you pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips. Your hands rested on his chest, fingers tracing the tattoos that decorated his skin. “Are you excited, Lew?”

“I am,” he hummed as his large hands ran up your thighs to rest on your hips. “I actually have a surprise.”

Your smile grew and you dipped your head down to kiss him. “Me too.”

Lewis’ phone rang beside the bed and you saw Toto’s name flash up on the screen. With a groan, you climbed off your husband and went to start your morning routine before heading to the race. Soon, you told yourself, soon there would be no more early interruptions from team principles or blacked out SUVs arriving to take you to your next destination.

The paddock was electrifying and the crowds went wild for Lewis when he stepped out onto the grid for his final driver’s parade. You watched on proudly from the balcony above the Mercedes pit space with Roscoe by your side.

“I’m going to miss this,” you said as you bent down and scratched him under his chin. “You’re going to miss this too, or the extra attention at least.”

Roscoe looked up at you with sad eyes as if he could understand exactly what you were saying and you smiled. “But I promise you won’t be lonely. You’ll have some company soon enough.”

“And that is the end of the 2025 season. Sir Lewis Hamilton, the seven time world champion has officially won his long awaited eighth championship! What a career this man has had and he will be sorely missed by the teams and fans alike.”

Your throat was hoarse from all the screaming you had done in support of your husband as he crossed the finish line just ahead of Lando Norris to secure the title that had once been stolen from him. You couldn’t believe that after 18 years in Formula 1 he got to finish on a high. Nico Rosenberg was right to retire after winning his championship because it had been disheartening to watch so many other world champions fall down the rankings before losing their seats. It had been one of Lewis’ fears confessed in the late night conversations you shared on other ends of the world.

You picked up Roscoe and pulled a custom made shirt over his head before tucking his paws in the armholes and racing down to the pit lane. The Mercedes team made space for you to reach the metal barrier just as Lewis parked his car up one last time. Standing above the halo, he threw his fists up and let the cheers saturate his being for a moment, committing it to memory before he leapt down and kissed the car. A thank you, a farewell? You wouldn’t know.

He spotted you in an instant, flipping his visor up so you could see the tears shimmering in his eyes as he made his way over. His fingers traced the lettering that decorated the car with each step, ‘still I rise’, it was his mantra and his reminder. Those were the same letters inked across his shoulders and you had kissed them that morning before he pulled his shirt on.

Roscoe barked at his daddy’s approach and you barely kept him in your arms when Lewis reached you, pulling you both into a tight hug. His face was damp with sweat and tears when you kissed him but it didn’t register in your mind.

“I’m so proud of you!”

“Couldn’t have done it without you, darling.” His grin split his face and you could have stayed in that moment forever, but post race interviews were calling him away. “Remember that surprise?”

You nodded and he winked as he quickly stepped away to take the microphone held out to him, his fingers slipping from yours. Lewis waved to the crowd as he stepped onto the red carpet laid out and the first question had your stomach turning.

Rumours…there had always been rumours running rife around the paddock. There were rumours long before you stepped foot in the F1 world and there would be rumours long after you stepped out. But this rumour was one you hadn’t heard about.

Your ears started thrumming with the rush of blood to your head and you stopped hearing everything after Lewis smiled. You knew that smile. That was the relieved smile after successfully keeping a secret. That was the smile you had seen when he proposed to you, the same smile he had when he flew you to Barbados for your birthday.

“Yes, it’s true,” he said as he blocked one ear from the noise the crowd made. “Things changed, the seat came up unexpectedly and I said yes. I’ll be back here next year with Mercedes.”

Roscoe squirmed in your arms as you tried to take his shirt off and you placed him at your feet before he could hurt himself or you. Your hands scrambled to hold the metal as your chest began to tighten - the plans you had made together crumbling at the news.

“Roscoe!”

Your cry somehow caught Lewis’ attention over the deafening atmosphere and he turned to see his furbaby sneak under the barrier and run towards him. Dropping to his knee, still clutching the mic, Lewis greeted his regular sidekick in parc ferme.

“What’s this cute outfit?” Naomi asked with a smile as she knelt down too and read the print on the shirt you hadn’t finished removing. “Big brother?”

“I…I…” Lewis was lost for words as he read the rest and looked your way in shock. “Baby Hamilton?”

A silence spread as the microphone picked up the whisper and echoed it across the entire track. The cameras turned to you and you felt them zooming in on you, capturing the moment that was meant to be full of joy but you felt nothing except betrayal.

All eyes were on you as you nodded once, closing your eyes to hide the tears that were blurring your vision.

You didn’t hear your husband finish the interview, but you felt the moment he reached you. His presence was something you had always been attuned to and you felt the warmth of his palms before they cradled your cheek, his thumbs brushing away the tears that clung to your lashes.

“Open your eyes for me, beautiful,” he pleaded softly and you took a deep breath before they fluttered open. Pure joy met you on the face of the man who owned your heart, a happiness that came from deep within his soul as he dropped a hand to your abdomen. “We’re having a baby?”

“Can we–can we talk about this after?” you whispered after another sure nod. His brows instantly pulled into a frown but you ignored it as you took his hand and placed it on the rail. “You have a podium to claim, champ.”

He was torn as he ran a hand over this hair that you had spent hours painstakingly braiding for him before leaving Monaco but you eased his unease with a kiss to the corner of his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too, more than anything.”

“But not more than this sport.” His back stiffened as he turned away but it should have been impossible to hear the truth you uttered beneath your breath.

You waited as a good wife, a patient wife, should, but you wished you were far away from all things Formula 1. You watched your husband take the centre stage and receive the fruits of his labour, the race trophy and the promise of the coveted WDC trophy at the FIA awards in a week's time. You tried to smile as he placed his palm over his chest before pointing at you, knowing that your initials and date of the wedding were forever marked upon the skin he touched. It was a message he sent for you, one of the many ways he communicated his love over the years.

Somewhere along the way something had been lost in translation.

You paced the private room nervously while Roscoe snored loudly on the couch in the corner. Lewis should have returned to the motorhome already but he had likely been caught up in the crowds all wanting to congratulate him on his win and his impending fatherhood. A lot of the other teams had already left the paddock and the atmosphere was quickly quietening down outside the door.

The knots in your stomach tied tighter at the knock on the door and when you opened it to see Lewis’ security your palms grew sweaty. “Where’s Lew? Is he alright?”

“He’s alright, ma’am, but there’s quite a bit of activity around him so he thought we should get you back to the hotel first.”

It wasn’t the first time that the crowds had grown too large that he wanted to keep you away. Your safety was always his priority. “Okay, but who's with him?”

“FIA security have him covered.”

You nodded and grabbed Roscoe’s leash, clipping it to his collar as he slowly lifted his head and yawned. If you weren’t already stressed you would have laughed when he dropped his head back on his paws and closed his eyes. “Come on, Rosc, I can’t carry you everywhere. Work with me here.”

He seemed to sense the change in you and began to stretch, shaking his coat out before jumping off the couch and sidling up to your feet for a quick pat. “I think we are ready, Dwayne,” you confirmed as you looked around to make sure you hadn’t missed anything.Dwayne opened the door and stepped into formation with the rest of the team around you, sheltering you out of the building and along the busy paths to where the cars were parked. You had never really felt anxious when surrounded by security but it crept in as you saw just how many people were hanging around the Mercedes building. This was more attention than you were used to, this time it was aimed at you - or more accurately the child of a champion that you carried.

You had already showered and changed by the time your husband arrived at the five star hotel you would stay at for one more night. You heard the door beep as a key card was scanned before it opened and you untucked your legs from underneath you as he walked in.

Lewis looked drained as he shucked his jacket off and draped it over the coat rack with a heavy sigh. Your eyes followed him around the room to where he grabbed a chilled bottle of water and cracked it open. His steps were slow and unsure as he walked back, coming to a stop behind the couch. You listened to the quiet thud of the empty bottle being placed on the table before a hand rested either side of your body.

“Hi,” he greeted softly.

You tipped your head back into the cushion to look up at him before rolling your head to the side and kissing the wedding band on his hand. “Hi.”

“It’s been quite the day.”

His lips twitched with a smile at the scoff you made before you reached up to him. He dipped his head until your fingertips found his skin and pulled him the rest of the way down to capture his lips.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered across your lips before pulling back and walking around the couch so he could see you properly, but he didn’t sit with you.

After a moment of watching him pace around the rug, you broke the tense silence. “You said you were going to retire.”

His eyes darted to your stomach as he ran his thumb over his lips, back and forth. “And you said you were going to wait.”

You placed your hand over the non-existent bump and sighed. “For what it is worth, I didn’t plan this - it just happened, but I thought the timing was some goddamn miracle. Until today.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“This changes everything, can’t you see that? I had a part time father who missed the big things because he wasn’t there, Lew, and I don’t want that for my child.” You wiped your eyes before you met his so he could see the hurt you felt. “You should have told me.��

“You should have told me.”

You laughed humorlessly and grabbed a pillow, cuddling it close as if it could hide the truth beneath it and pretend everything was okay. “Guess we both hate surprises.”

His pacing stopped dead in his tracks and he shook his head before he dropped to his knees at your feet and took your hand. “I don’t hate this surprise. Whatever else you think about me aside, I love that we are having a baby. You and me, darling. Our baby, like we always planned.”

“But you’ve made plans without me. What happens next year when you’re gone and I’m at home with a newborn? What if you miss her birth?”

“Her?” he asked as he looked up wide eyed.

“It’s too soon to find out,” you answered quietly. “I just have a feeling.”

He slowly pulled the pillow away from you before smiling as he ran the back of his fingers over your stomach. “I feel her too, strong like her mama.”

Something cracked in your chest as you finally felt the joy you were hoping for all afternoon. You saw the love and devotion he already had for his child, it was right there in his dark brown eyes that shimmered in the light of the chandelier.

“I’m sorry,” you choked, placing your hands over his.

“Me too” he rasped as he took the space beside you and pulled you onto his lap. His arms welcomed you home, offering warmth and security in their embrace while he pressed his lips to your forehead. “I’ll talk to Toto, darling, he’ll understand.”

7th December 2025

Lewis had attached himself to your hip and refused to leave your side until his name was called at the end of the awards. The final and most important trophy had been his goal for the past four years, its elusiveness at last coming to an end.

Pride radiated from you and everyone at the Mercedes table as your husband picked up the WDC trophy and kissed the polished metal.

“There’s so many people I have to thank for giving me the opportunity to win eight of these, but we would be here all night. I’ll stick to the main ones then: my beautiful wife, Y/N, who has been my biggest supporter, especially during those hard years, my not-as-beautiful team principal, Toto, for giving me a really fast car, and to all the engineers who built it. Thank you.”

Lewis looked at his reflection in the trophy and beside you Toto sniffled at what was to come. You reached over to squeeze his hand as Lewis cleared the lump in his throat.

“It’s been one hell of a journey getting here and I have met some very special people along the way, but, the most important one is yet to come and I wouldn’t miss it for the world. That is why I have chosen tonight to be the end of my road with Formula 1 but I will cherish the memories I made along the way as I start a new journey - one likely to be even harder to prepare for.”

“He’s going to be a great father,” Toto whispered as he wiped his eyes.

Your smile was beginning to ache from how long it had been on your face. “I know.”

“So,” Lewis hummed as the murmurs grew over the sudden change of heart he had compared to a week ago, “it is my honour to be the one to announce that Bianca Bustamante will be driving in Mercedes for 2026. Congratulations, Bi, you deserve it.”

Lewis held the trophy up for the flash of the photographers before leaving the stage and weaving his way back to your table. Everyone he passed gave him a standing ovation and Toto rose to meet him too, hugging each other tightly and sharing a few words of thanks before he returned to his seat beside you.

“You’re meant to thank your mum and your dad then move on,” you teased, “not make everyone cry.”

Lewis laughed, placing the trophy on table with the floral centrepieces. “Did Toto cry?”

You leaned into your husband’s side as his arm draped over your chair and you giggled with a nod. “Like a baby.”

Lewis looked at his old boss fondly before sending you a wink. “I guess I’ll just have to get used to that.”

#lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton imagine #f1 rpf #formula one imagine #formula one fanfiction #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine

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kanmom51 · 5 months

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Jikook in Japan November 2023

What we have so far.

First thing first, I want to thank all of you for your good wishes in the comments to my last post. I did miss you guys, and I'm hopefully on the mend, if not fully there yet.

So, JM and JK in Japan. Do we all see just how big that is? We know just how important their trip was in 2018, they told us all about it ever since. And now we have them travelling to Japan again, one last trip before enlistment. Together. They spend time in Tokyo (we know cause they flew into Tokyo - great detective work going on here - and the pics that JM posted on his IG - and I'll get to that soon too). But they are also travelled to Sapporo, where they are right now. Sapporo, where this happened back in 2016, just to remind you all.

Anyways, let's go back a sec to their departure. Cause why not, really?

As they walked into the terminal JM signalling JK to come in closer to him.

And after going through the departure doors while waiting for their security check.

Same same...

JM came to us last night posting on IG with two "my boyfriend too my photo" pics.

Are they doing a walk down memory lane? Is JM sending us down memory lane? I mean, let's get real here. They know. They see it all. They knew about the threats and hate preceding their trip, they know about Jikookers talking up this trip, Jikookers love of GCFT. And in saying that, was his choice of pics posted just random or purposeful? My bet is on the latter. Everything JM does is thought out. That is, until he has JK standing right in front of him. That's when he loses control, lol. And that, my friends, is why JM is unwilling (and probably rightfully so, as hard as this is for me to admit) to go live with JK. I kind of think that JK realised the same of late, after that live tiddy grab, lol.

JM posted at 11:44 pm or 23:44 pm. And here are the numbers.

I'm done with "it's a coincidence", cause it is not. It wasn't when JK started lives at 11:08. It wasn't when JK posted his letter to Army at 6:13. And it's not now either. At this point that's what I believe. Take it or leave it.

And just incase those that saw them leaving for Japan and are still struggling to come to terms that perhaps the two are literally travelling together, we had someone that saw them together in said restaurant eating together, sitting at a table for 2 (and not for the lack of bigger tables available at the restaurant).

We also saw the two leaving for Sapporo. Of course, again, said very 'nice' - NOT - people having a field day with them not caught in one frame on their way out of Tokyo.

And I guess just for these 'nice' people's benefit (not really, but am I a bad petty person for being glad they got this right in their faces??) we had the two arriving in Sapporo TOGETHER.

Also looks familiar.

And did I mention the matchy matchy grey coloured sweatshirts?

At this point nothing surprises me anymore.

So Sapporo. A winter paradise. A city known for it's beer and breweries. The city that recognized same sex marriages. A known couples destination.

There have been sightings. And they are mostly keeping the information to themselves at the moment, seeing that the two are still in Japan. But, point being the two aren't hiding it. They are out in the open, together, enjoying themselves.

I know that they are having the time of their lives.

I know they are creating cherished memories for years to come.

I know that they are and will be happy!!!

I know that.

#Jikook #Kookmin #Minkook #Jungkook #JK #Jimin #JM #Jikook Japan

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fxrmuladaydreams · 6 months

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Hi! I'm in quite an angsty mood at the minute, so my blurb request us for something a little sad with Lando. Could I request an angst with two prompts (9 + 131). I'm thinking like Lando gets in a crash and reader is scared of losing him, so she stays by his side, and happy ending - Lando is okay? Tysm! Hope you're doing well lovely 😘

send me thoughts/blurb requests (sfw & nsfw) for lando weekend

notes: this one is angsty guys, but there’s a happy ending. also please forgive me if i do horribly at describing the crash and the hospital setting, i am not a mechanic nor am i a doctor

warnings: car crash, hospitalization

A silence fell over the track as the papaya colored car rammed into the wall. He was doing well, second only behind Max. He was driving through a chicane, weaving back and forth, until he started sliding around. The car had spun out off the track, then collided with the wall.

A red flag was called immediately, the other drivers all making their way back to the pit lane. You stared up at the screens in the garage. The front of the car was crumpled, the black number four now bent up. You could hear Lando’s engineer talking, asking for Lando to respond, to say he was okay.

Smoke started to rise from the car into the air.

You felt your heart drop and pound in your chest simultaneously.

The safety car is quick to get to his car, pulling his unmoving body out of the crumpled car. They put him in the safety car, and drive off towards the medical car.

You want to go to him, to see him, to see that he’s still alive, that he’s okay. You feel a hand on your shoulder and turn to see Oscar standing next to you.

“I’m sure he’s okay. The damage was mostly to the front of the car. Plus the halo took most of the hit to the wall.” He tells you softly.

You know Oscar has a talent for being passive, but you can tell he’s struggling to hold his emotions together. Oscar joins you at the hospital they’re keeping Lando at once the race has finished. He sits with you while you sit next to your boyfriend, holding his hand.

He’s got wires connected to him, and a heart monitor attached, the steady beeping giving you a bit of hope. The doctors say he’s alright, he just needs to wake up. He had fainted due to the crash, and his body had shut down. He’s recuperating, they said. He just needs to wake up on his own.

Oscar leaves once visiting hours are over, heading back to the hotel to rest. You opt to stay with Lando, just in case anything happens, in case he wakes up.

You spend the night sleeping in an uncomfortable chair, leaning against his hospital bed. When you wake up, Lando is still unconscious, his breathing still steady.

You didn’t think it would take this long for Lando to wake up. Was there something more that the doctors didn’t tell you? Should he be awake by now?

You feel a few tears start to trail down your cheeks as you look at your boyfriend. His face is slightly pale, it’s odd seeing as he likes to keep up with his tan. His hair is matted down, less fluffy than usual. His chest slowly rises and falls with every breath he takes.

“Wake up Lando, please. I’ve gotten used to seeing your stupid face everyday, you can’t take that away from me.” You attempt to joke. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” You say sincerely.

You lean your head down on his arm, crying into the fabric of his hospital gown.

“Why are you crying love?” His voice is rough, almost scratchy, but you recognize it immediately.

Your head shoots up at see Lando giving you a tired smile. You throw your arms around him, pulling him into a bone crushing hug, only pulling away when you hear him groan.

“Sorry, I’m sorry.” You wipe at your eyes frantically. “I should get the nurse.” You stand up and start to step away when Lando tugs on your hand.

He doesn’t really have any strength, but you turn back to him.

“Stay? Just for a minute?” He shifts a little, creating a space next to him on the bed for you to lay.

You nod and lay down next to him.

He tells you about the crash, about the fear coursing through him as he spun waiting for the impact. He tells you that the last thing he remembers was thinking about you, about how he wished you weren’t watching the screens so you wouldn’t have to see it.

“I won’t leave you. Not like this. I’ll spend a thousand lifetimes coming back to you. It doesn’t matter how much I crash, I’ll always come back to you.”

You spend a little while with him before a nurse comes in to check on him, surprised that he’s awake. She’s quick to shoo you out of the bed, but you keep yourself planted at his side. You’re not leaving him anytime soon.

#lando norris x reader #lando norris #lando weekend #ln4 #formula one x reader

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ebullientheart · 10 months

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sidetrack. aaron hotchner x reader

content — hurt comfort. swearing. mention of hotch’s divorce. gn!reader. short fic. established relationship.

aaron doesn’t want to make the same mistake twice. or sidetrack, by catfish and the bottlemen.

aaron hotchner was an fbi agent. to achieve that, he, like all, had to pass his physical fitness test to go into the field. but he was seriously wondering how effective that was, because as he dived off the bau’s jet and let his feet carry him over the wind to his car, the breath was knocked entirely from his body.

his satnav insisted the bridge was the quickest route home, but it felt longer in the silence. he couldn’t bring himself to slow down and switch on the radio. not when he’d woken to such a simple message from you — “give jack a kiss.” he knew, rationally, that you were just kidding, referring to a photo of jack puckering up to the camera before going to bed. but it set off haley’s last words before she left, and they were knocking at his temples like hammers. you had to be there when he got home. you had to.

aaron turned off home when he was at work, or at least he tried to. sometimes he thought about you telling him that he was everything you wanted. but he strove to keep his mind focused. if he didn’t, all he could think about was losing the life you had together, and that was unacceptable. he never wanted to feel the backlash of you turning from him. he never wanted to feel that way again.

had he been too caught up in work again? he struggled to remember.

everytime he apologised, you’d look at him with this endless patience that he felt undeserving of. he felt too responsible for it all. you promised you’d wait for him. would you wait for him?

the satnav beeped that this was the quickest route. he wasn’t convinced.

at a red light, he rested his head on the steering wheel for a few moments. he’d been short with you the night prior, when you rang to say goodnight, all loving and affectionate, and he’d had little to say back. a sincere whisper of love, but he was sure you were frowning on the other end of the line. it made him go mad to consider you weren’t getting back the endless love you threw at him. aaron needed you to know that he loved you. to really know it.

fuck this. he spun his car into the next lane, pissing off the drivers behind him and his satnav. he switched it off, confident he knew better. he was right. he needed to be with you as soon as possible, to make sure you were tangible. nothing ever good comes when there’s nothing on the line. something you told him a long time ago. did you know he used it like a mantra?

the door opened quietly. he might have been half delirious at that point, but he knew his son was well tucked into bed at this time of night. you probably had a hard time getting him down, he didn’t want your work for be to nothing. and you might be in bed too. he told you he’d be back that night, but he said things like that a lot.

he thought his heart was going to give out, constricting so tightly as he took in the scene before him. you were still wearing your jeans, and one of his college sweatshirts, curled into the sofa with a book hanging loosely from your grasp. you had tried to wait up. you believed him when he said he’d be back.

aaron crossed the carpet, imagining you scolding him for not taking his shoes off first. gently, he took the book and marked the page you were gripping so you wouldn’t lose it. he didn’t mean to wake you up, but your eyes were fluttering open at his movement and the adrenaline coursed through your body as you recognised his face.

before he could get a good footing, you shot up and threw yourself toward him with the energy infected in you by his son. your arms were around his neck and your legs were around his waist. instinctively, he held onto you as he stumbled back, managing to keep the two of you upright as you clung to him, reminiscent of a koala. his hands curled under your thighs as he shifted you slightly off his bad hip, thinking that he definitely needed to check on that fitness test.

“i didn’t mean to wake you, honey, i’m sorry.” he mumbled first, but you covered his mouth with your palm, ignoring the awkward position it put your elbow at. you shushed him lightly and pressed a chaste kiss to his downturned lips.

“no apologies, not right now.”

with his hands occupied, he used his head to make sure you were looking resolutely at him. he needed you to see his words, not just hear them.

“i love you.”

#🤍ebullientheart #criminal minds #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner hurt/comfort #aaron hotch hurt/comfort #htc #hurt/comfort #aaron hotch x reader hurt/comfort #aaron hotchner x reader hurt/comfort #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotch fluff #catfish and the bottlemen

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jojo-schmo · 5 months

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A Walk Down my Art Memory Lane!

Now that I’m thinking about my childhood Kirby art, I dug through my storage a bit and thought it’d be fun to share a few! Here are some of Baby Jojo’s drawings!

note: I was not active in any online Kirby art communities at the time and I never posted these anywhere so I made these drawings just for my own enjoyment hehehe.

These are probably among my earliest Kirby drawings. Most likely ~2008!! I must’ve been in fifth grade maybe…? The first picture is a very rare example of pre-2022 Dedede sightings in my art. Around 2010 I became embarrassed and frustrated about not being able to figure his shapes out. So I spent the next 12 years avoiding him at all costs and instead sticking to the safer things to draw, like nice round Bronto Burts or Waddle Dees. Who knew it would take me writing an entire comic about him in 2022 to finally learn to draw him in my style!! :P

The second picture speaks for itself lol. I was the girl who googled “maskless meta knight” back when we had no fancy 3D renderings of his face. Just edits of anime screenshots and fanart of him holding his mask/getting his mask stolen and looking at you with the biggest, pearliest, white eyes. JPEG artifacts littered these images like sprinkles on a cupcake. And I would giggle and squee with every one like the baby fangirl of Meta Knight I was. :3

This one was probably ~2009. Very ambitious piece for me at that age. I struggled with the perfect roundness of Kirby haha. I had just gotten these cool alphabet stencils and couldn’t wait to write “Kirby” everywhere with them. This was probably the complete catalogue of Kirby characters I had the ability to draw at that time. It’s funny to think about how Magolor wouldn’t exist for another two years when I drew this.

Hmm. Maybe I should redraw this one day as a fun honor for my younger self.

Triple Waddle Dees!! A rare but precious Sailor Dee sighting, and of course my sweet Bandana Dee. This was probably around 2011 after Return to Dreamland came out and I came to adore Bandee. :3

This is probably around 2012- some time after Mass Attack came out. I had this AU at the time where each of the 10 Kirbies from Mass Attack had their own personality trait from the original Kirby, and a permanent copy ability assigned to them. Hence the Spark Kirby having wings and a halo like in the game- where you get damaged and have to rescue the poor Angel Kirbies before you lose that life!

Also my Poppy Bro Jr OC that I don’t think I named at the time- but I redrew him recently and named him Allegro the Poppy Bro. I loved drawing his hair and his funny teeth :D

Finally, I redrew just a few of the characters from my old drawings tonight. Just doodling for fun, nothing serious. But it’s something my child self would be happy to know I could do.

Guess I’d better draw all the Dededes that Baby Jojo missed out on drawing!! Thank you to anyone who read to this point. I encourage anyone to draw things that would make their younger, baby self proud of you. ….even though I bet they already are proud of you. <3

Remember, as long as you keep drawing, you’ll improve at your pace! Just keep at it! You’ll notice that difference over the years!

#if this is interesting to anyone I’d love to share more of my childhood art haha it’s fun for me!#I can even show off my very first Kirbysona from like 12 years ago :3 #very different than the bubble witch I am today hehe #irl content #jojo rambles #art #king dedede #bandana waddle dee #meta knight #ribbon #marx kirby #Kirby #kirby series #Kirby oc

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THE FULL MOTORCITY PITCH BIBLE GOT LEAKED

It’s been a while since I posted anything Motorcity related but here we are with this thing: the full unedited extended Pitch Bible from Chris P.

Special thanks to The Media Busters for finding this:

Motorcity: Series Bible (Revised 2/15/11)

Logline: In the future, charismatic tyrant, Abraham Kane, is taking over Detroit, transforming it block-by-block into his insidious city of tomorrow: KaneCo Deluxe. But one thing stands in his way: the Burners! Led by the charming and impulsive daredevil, Mike Chilton, this band of hot-rod wielding rebels fights to protect Motorcity - the last oasis of freedom - from the power-hungry Kane and his endless army of technological terrors. Motorcity is a high-octane animated action-comedy that celebrates freedom and independence with cool cars, great action, and dynamic heroes who stand up for what they believe in.

Motorcity: Live Fast. Live Free.

Remember the feeling you got when you first had the chance to drive? The power? The freedom? That’s what Motorcity is all about. It’s a high-octane animated thrill ride, pitting futuristic cars against terrifying robot technology, rival hot rod gangs and the nefarious power-hungry villains lurking in their own backyard!It’s the story of Mike Chilton, a teenage hero, and his struggle to prevent the evil Abraham Kane from achieving the complete and total domination of his hometown – Detroit. It’s a show for people who love to drive or can’t wait until they can.

The Situation

THE CONFLICT: Motorcity is the story of the BATTLE FOR DETROIT!

Detroit has been split into two separate sections of the same city: KaneCo Deluxe, a floating city of the future owned by evil industrialist, Kane, where freedom and cars are abolished, and Motorcity, a vibrant underground community built within the bones of old Detroit where people are free to live as they please. Kane desperately wants control of Detroit- wielding power over KaneCo Deluxe isn’t enough. He needs to wipe out the last patch of resistance and claim Motorcity as his own to complete his vision.

OUR HEROES: Mike Chilton and his band of rebels, The Burners.

THEIR MISSION: To protect Motorcity, the last oasis of freedom, from the evil reach of Abraham Kane, a power-hungry tyrant hell-bent on taking over all of Detroit so he can transform it into his insidious city of the future – KaneCo Deluxe.

Mike and The Burners are charming rebels that share a lot in common with the original “Champions of Justice”: Robin Hood and His Merry Men. To put it simply:

Mike = Robin Hood

The Burners = Merry Men

Our heroes hide out in Motorcity (Sherwood Forest), devising plans to take down Kane (Sheriff Of Nottingham) and bring freedom to the people of Motorcity (Nottingham).

Julie (a Burner with a secret: she’s Kane’s daughter) = Maid Marian (she straddles the worlds of Deluxe and Motorcity

The Feel and Tone

Action! Freedom! Speed! FUN!

When you strip it all down, Motorcity is about the joy of racing around in tricked-out cars, fighting robots, and racing your rivals. It’s FUN! Dang it! And we never want to lose sight of that.

Mike has the ability to look a life and death situation in the eye and find the fun in it. Every day is a high stakes battle, but Mike’s impulsive approach to any problem is what makes him unique. It’s not that he doesn’t take his fight with Kane seriously – It’s the heat-of-the-moment, seat-of-his-pants way he that makes him Mike!Get ready for an eight-cylinder action-comedy road trip through the fast lane of futuristic sci-fi...

The World

KaneCo Deluxe

Perfect, but boring. Kane’s futuristic metropolis is cold and uninviting. The gray and white shell envelops the “engine” of the old city underneath. It’s the veneer that hides the multiple cables, wires, pipes and guts encapsulated in Motorcity that power all of Detroit. Floating “living room” pods carry the Deluxe citizens from apartment husks to factory complexes to food distribution centers and back. The pods recharge as they dock. They only go where the computer sends them. There are no sidewalks. There is no freedom. No one decides where and when to go – they just do as they’re told.

The KaneCo Deluxe citizens all work for KaneCo - and if they question Kane’s methods, they don’t dare say anything about it for fear of their safety. As long as they do what the great leader, Abraham Kane, says, there won’t be any trouble. This includes participating in the war effort against Motorcity and the Burners – who, according to Kane, want nothing but to take away their safety and replace it with chaos and anarchy!

Motorcity

Underneath the sprawling megacity of Deluxe is a vibrant community of freedom-loving farmers, engineers, artists, mechanics and warriors. Although they live underground, these Motorcitizens are happy and free. This underground world is colorful and organic – a meld of nature and technology. A harmonious blend of old and new. Mike and the Burners use the immense power lines and data cables as roads to traverse the distances of Motorcity, as well as the remnants of the old highways and roads that haven’t been destroyed by Kane.The people of Motorcity are frequently under attack by KaneCo’s forces. Kane often sends his seek-and-destroy robots – he calls them his Safe-T-Bots – to eradicate enclaves of humanity nestled within the city’s inner workings. Some Motorcity citizens respond by building up highly defensible fortress dwellings to protect their beloved city. While some hide or stay mobile, there others who rise up and fight to protect what they’ve built for themselves down there. They don’t have to play by Kane’s rules and they want to keep it that way. Motorcity is a nurturing oasis for creativity, danger and fun.

Mike is the leader of the Burners – the primary force of resistance against Kane – but there are other gangs and groups in Motorcity. They are mostly unorganized and fight each other more often than they pose a threat against Kane. Mike and the Burners regularly go on scavenging expeditions to the oldest reaches under the city to find the parts needed to build and maintain their vehicles. They also raid Kane’s power plants and technical facilities buried under the city for advanced electronics and other futuristic tech. Kane’s biggest weakness is that his enemy lives in his own basement. They can attack his soft underbelly without warning.This is a constant source of frustration and anger for Kane!

The mechanics of KaneCo Deluxe and Motorcity:

KaneCo Deluxe is a giant supercity – about 175 miles across. Good thing the Burners’ cars can drive so fast! 500mph gets you around Motorcity quickly, especially with no rush hour...The pods up above travel just as fast - but no one ever gets within 10 miles of the city’s border. Since no one can control a pod, no citizen has ever even been close. And just in case someone tries, there’s a force field trapping everyone in. The view from the edge of town is completely obscured by a giant holo-projection of a depressed wasteland. This is what Kane has fooled the people into believing. There’s nothing worth it out there. Everything worth having is within the walls of KaneCo Deluxe. There’s a lot of danger out there and we need to protect our borders! All utility and power systems that run KaneCo Deluxe are buried in Motorcity. The Burners and other pockets of Motorcity dwellers draw what power they need from these massive generators. The immense tubes that provide energy, water, ventilation, communication and sewage are used by the Burners as a network of tunnels and highways to travel underground - as well as provide access to the maintenance hatches needed to sustain KaneCo Deluxe.The Burners have figured out ways to hack into these maintenance systems to not only get in and out of Motorcity, but to throw Kane off their scent as well. When Security Bots are on their tail, the paths of the massive tubes can be switched – just like the switches of old fashioned train tracks. The Burners know these tubes and tunnels better than anyone and Mike has learned to be unpredictable – to go left when it’s logical to go right. The best way to outwit a robot is to think like a human!

The Characters

Mike Chilton

(bravery, guts)

AFFILIATION: Burner

TITLE: Leader - he’s the man in charge of the Burners, and the man behind the entire resistance against Kane. He’s got a tough challenge ahead – both in fighting Kane, and managing the unique personalities of his team.

IS: a cool, quick-witted, funny, gutsy, impulsive 17-year-old who generally has things under control and doesn’t take much seriously (except for, of course, his mission to take down Kane). Mike never does things the easy way – he does them the fun way! That means leaping BEFORE looking, jumping into the water without testing the temperature.

Mike is naturally gifted. He doesn’t have to try to be exceptionally good, he just is. He is the guy who doesn’t care about winning the trophy, but he has a closet full of them. This effortless skill is what attracted Kane’s attention and what makes him such a tough opponent.

STRENGTH: His daredevil spirit – it usually gets him out of trouble.

WEAKNESS: His daredevil spirit – it usually gets him into trouble.

WANTS: speed and adventure. New experiences. And most of all... Freedom! For everyone! That means saving his people – the citizens of Motorcity. Mike wants to keep Motorcity out of Kane’s clutches so they don’t become drones to the Deluxian way of life and lose their precious freedom, or even worse, be destroyed if they refuse to submit. The Burners are the people’s only hope, and Mike isn’t going to rest until Motorcity is truly free.DOES NOT WANT: BOREDOM! Complacency! Mike likes to DO. Why waste time talking about it when he could be done before the others stop flapping their gums? IF HE WAS A WEAPON, HE’D BE: a machine gun

FAMILY: None known

RELATIONSHIPS:

MIKE AND KANE: Mike used to be a cadet in Kane’s Ultra-Elite Forces Training Academy - he believed in KaneCo Deluxe and felt it was his duty to protect the people. Mike was the top of his class, tackling every challenge or fight with reckless abandon – none of the other cadets had the courage, the guts or the skill to keep up with him. Kane saw something special in Mike and took him under his wing. He had BIG PLANS for our boy. But when Mike discovered what Kane was really up to (you know, EVIL), he knew he had to break rank and take a stand. Both Mike and Kane feel BETRAYED by one another, which makes their struggle for KaneCo Deluxe and Motorcity extremely personal.

MIKE AND CHUCK: They’re best buds. They’re opposites, but they need each other. They have each other’s back – no matter what...

MIKE AND JULIE: They’re very close, but not that close. There’s nothing romantic going on between them – at least not yet...Mike doesn’t show his vulnerable side too often, but when he does, it’s almost always with Julie. He confides in her. Fears, worries, hopes and dreams.

MIKE AND JACOB: Pupil and teacher to a degree. Jacob offers up sage advice, and Mike does his best to follow it.

MIKE AND THE BURNERS: They’re a makeshift family and oil is thicker than blood. Mike would do anything to protect his team and vice-versa.

RIDE: Mutt – a retrofitted 70’s Muscle-Car with four turbine tri-pulsor engines, a slew of energy weapons, a grip of gadgets and a 21st century chopper hidden between the exhaust pipes!

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Guts. Oh, and also a SKULL-HEADED DUAL-BLADED SPARK STAFF (think laser-sword meets flaming chainsaw!)

Chuck

(brains)

AFFILIATION: Burner

ROLE: Tech Guru / Mike’s co-pilot

IS: Mike’s best friend and sidekick, as well as an automobile aficionado – he knows everything about every car ever made ever- schematics, engine specs, performance ratings, etc. However, he is also terrified of the “speed” and “danger” associated with them. (Come to think of it, we never see him driving...) He reluctantly rides shotgun with Mike on most missions, even though he’d much rather avoid conflict altogether.

STRENGTH: Thanks to his big ol’ brain, Chuck can always find an escape route or a solution to a technical problem in a pinch. He performs well under stress and terror, even though he hates it. Although he's usually terrified of the situation Mike has put him in, he is incredibly loyal and will never bail on him. Chuck is also constantly improving the Burners’ computer and security systems.

WEAKNESS: AAAAAAHH! Easily scared. Overly-cautious. Anal retentive. Always fiddling with the computer and security systems!WANTS: To survive driving around with Mike. To stay home and play “Laser Swords” on his computer. To win Claire’s heart. And secretly – to be more brave.

DOES NOT WANT: To man the gunner controls (but he will if he has to!). To “go in for a closer look.” To go skydiving.

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: a force field

SECRET: He doesn’t know how to drive! As much as Chuck loves cars, he’s just too scared to get behind the wheel. He’s able to keep the gang fooled by telling them he refuses to drive anything other than a Remote Control Car until he finishes building his dream car - the fastest, sleekest, most high-performance automotive machine the world has ever known. Of course, building the ultimate hot-rod will take years. And years. And years...

FAMILY: Chuck’s parents live in KaneCo Deluxe. They have no idea that Chuck is a Burner. They think he’s a Hover Repulsor Interface Technician at KaneCo.

RELATIONSHIPS:

CHUCK AND MIKE: They’re best buds. Chuck would do anything for him.

CHUCK AND DUTCH: Chuck engineers cars. Dutch builds cars and repairs them. Chuck is very precise and anal-ytical – a perfectionist. Dutch is not – he’s an artist and creates on the fly. When these guys have to collaborate, things get a little tense.

CHUCK AND CLAIRE: Chuck has a BIG crush on Claire. Claire thinks Chuck is G-ROSS.

CHUCK AND TEXAS: Oil and water. Legolas and Gimli. Nothing in common, except for their Burner patch and friendship with Mike – who often bridges the gap between them.

RIDE: “Umm... it’s in the shop.”

WEAPONS/SKILLS: Master Hacker. High-Tech Slingshot. Advanced trigonometry

Julie

(heart)

AFFILIATION: Burner

ROLE: Intel-Gatherer / Gal on the Inside / Illusionist / Moral Conscience

IS: a bright, empathetic girl who sees good in even the worst people. She’s less quick to shoot than Mike, but when she does, she’s accurate and lethal. Julie is a master of stealth, infiltration, and espionage. She’s both feminine and tomboyish, has a smart, sarcastic sense of humor, and is quick on her feet – she has to be, because she leads a secret double life...

EARTH-SHATTERING SECRET: Julie is Kane’s daughter – and NONE of The Burners know. She tells them she is able to gather intel on Kane’s nefarious plots because she’s a “KaneCo Intern.” And, of course, Kane has no idea that Julie is hanging out with those ne’er-do-well Burners.

STRENGTHS: Chameleon-like ability to blend into any environment. She has the rare gift of being accepted into Deluxian society and the Burner World. She can access the highest levels of KaneCo headquarters without breaking a sweat. She also knows her way around a hologram projector – she uses her illusions and decoys to evade capture when she’s running with the Burners. Julie also possesses a great moral compass and lets the gang know when they’ve gone too far.

WEAKNESS: Her secret identity. Can’t let her father know she’s a Burner, and can’t let the Burners know she’s Kane’s daughter.

WANTS: Harmony. She also wants her father to realize that what he’s doing is wrong. She wants to maintain her relationship with her father AND her affiliation with the Burners – a delicate balancing act.

DOES NOT WANT: anyone to get hurt.

WORRIES THAT: the other Burners are having fun without her when she’s up in KaneCo Deluxe.

IF SHE WERE A WEAPON, SHE’D BE: a sniper rifle

FAMILY: Kane is her father. Her mother passed away when Julie was an infant.

RELATIONSHIPS:

JULIE AND KANE: Kane loves his precious, little girl and would do anything to keep her safe. He wants to protect her from everything – which is one of the main reasons he built KaneCo Deluxe in the first place.

Julie still believes there’s good in Kane and doesn’t want any serious harm to come to him. What he’s doing may be evil, but she still thinks he’ll come around in the end. But until that day, she has to do what she can to help the people.

JULIE AND CLAIRE: BFFs since kindergarten. These days Julie sometimes has trouble relating to Claire’s Deluxian lifestyle. But Julie uses her old friend as a sounding board for everything she can’t tell the Burners about.

RIDE: Nine Lives -A modified mid 21st century police cruiser. Her ride can produce decoy hologram-cars to throw pursuers off her trail, cloak to near invisibility, and deploy smoke screens, oils slicks and electromagnetic pulse mines. Also has a high precision Sniper Beam under the hood.

SKILLS AND WEAPONS: Espionage. Natural charm. Can manipulate Tooley with ease. Able to keep the Burners focused on the mission at hand. Extensive knowledge of flash grenades, smoke bombs, and other electro-explosives.

Texas

(Muscle)

AFFILIATION: Burner ROLE: Texas handles anything that involves exploding, crashing, or smashing things with his head.

IS: Slightly stupid. Somewhat lovable. And REALLY violent! Powder keg. Won't think twice about punching anything. Dedicated to the team and be the first to the battlefront when a fight breaks out. He is not a voice of dissent. He's gung-ho. He's a cheerleader. He's raring to go! Hell yeah!

SECRET: Really wants to be leader of the Burners. No… believes he WILL BE leader of the Burners!

STRENGTH: Strength

WEAKNESS: Brain. Ego. Self-confidence bordering on delusion. Likes to brag about qualities he does not possess but thinks he does. WANTS: To move fast and smash stuff. To be Mike. But unlike Mike, Texas wants to be recognized for his awesomeness.

DOEST NOT WANT: To wait. To solve problems by “talking it over.” And big words!

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: Trick question! Texas IS a weapon!

FAMILY: His parents live in Motorcity, where Texas was born and raised. His father plays the harp. His mother is a Professor of Women’s Literature.

RELATIONSHIPS:

MIKE AND TEXAS: Hero and understudy. Mike doesn’t know it, but Texas wants to be him.

TEXAS AND CHUCK: Oil and water. Muscle and smarts. Polar opposites.

TEXAS AND DUTCH: Fire and gasoline. Any dumb idea Texas has is always encouraged by Dutch.

RIDE: TEXAS - Not unlike George Forman, Texas has named his car after himself – because it is clearly the best name for anything awesome. Cobbled from the best late 20th century Italian sports cars, TEXAS is equipped with massive air-powered battering pistons, ram plates and hydro drills. Relies on physical weapons such as his roof-mounted grappling hook and the battering ram which is revealed by splitting open his front grille.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Laser nunchucks. Strong-ness. Massive neck!

Dutch

(creativity)

AFFILIATION: Burner

ROLE: Guerilla artist and mechanic

IS: the Burner’s creative spark. Unable to take the oppression of KaneCo Deluxe, he ran away to Motorcity to make art in peace. Now he fights against Kane’s forces to keep from losing his newfound freedom. Dutch is wary of Deluxe – he’s glad to have escaped and hates going back, even to fight Kane. He’s mistrustful of others - until he gets to know you; then he has your back for life.

STRENGTH: Ingenuity. Ability to make something out of nothing. First-rate mechanic. Makes the Burners and their cars LOOK GOOD too.

WEAKNESS: Dutch tends to be an island. That’s how he got his name – because he goes it ALONE. But Dutch can’t resist getting caught up with the Burners. It’s too much fun and he gets to build all sorts of crazy stuff. Sometimes he cares a little too much about his art. Dutch doesn’t take criticism well, so do NOT criticize his work or tell him how to do his job. Just don’t. Trust me.

WANTS: To be free to create and express himself in peace

DOES NOT WANT: To hear what you think about his art.

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: A spring-loaded bear trap

FAMILY: His parents live on surface but they don’t keep in contact. They totally buy into the KaneCo lifestyle and think their son is a criminal.

RELATIONSHIPS:

DUTCH AND CHUCK – Chuck works on the cars’ circuitry and computer parts. Dutch focuses on the physical workings. Chuck is an anal-retentive nerd who wants everything done a certain way. Dutch can’t stand those kind of restrictions. He’s going to do it his way or no way at all. This causes friction. A lot of it.

DUTCH AND TEXAS – Dutch is a bit of a prankster and is constantly egging Texas on to do really dumb things (like talk to hot girls, lick a battery, chew on tinfoil, or super-glue his hat to his head).

DUTCH AND JULIE – She’s cool, but he doesn’t understand why she can’t just give up her meaningless life in KaneCo Deluxe and live in Motorcity full-time like the rest of them. It gives him doubts as to her true intentions.

DUTCH AND CLAIRE – People like her are EXACTLY why he left that Deluxian wasteland in the first place. Yechhh!

RIDE: The Scorpion Sting - A mid 21st century hot rod that’s in a constant state of modification. He’s switching the color and welding new things onto it every episode. The speakers incorporated into the Scorpion’s body transform into his “SONIC SPITTER,” that can shatter armor plating with ear-splitting sound waves. Dutch’s car also carries

ROTH – a multi-functional robot who helps with the car mods and field repairs.

SKILLS AND WEAPONS: McGuyver-esque building talent. In charge of TRAPS. Wields a weaponized SOCKET WRENCH, which he has modified to serve as a mace.

The "Sonic Spitter's" description was not given unfortunately

Jacob

(wisdom)

AFFILIATION: Burner

ROLE: Advisor, chef, and crazy old uncle type

IS: a hippie type in his mid-60’s and Kane’s former partner (a relationship that ended when Kane got all megalomaniacal and what-not). Jacob can’t quite keep up with all these young whippersnappers, so he’s taken on a more advisory role in the group: cooking them organic meals instead of the processed food bars they serve in Deluxe, counseling them on missions, and helping them out however he can. But don’t underestimate him just because he’s old and likes mung bean stew – he’s still got some driving left in him! And he’s chock full of scientific and technological knowledge, too, if you can sift through all of the organic food talk.

STRENGTHS: Cooking (according to him), experience, and knowledge of Kane. And a pretty dang good helicopter pilot and great when you need a tow.

WEAKNESS: Cooking (according to Burners). His back. The gout. Enlarged prostate. He’s not as young as he used to be…

WANTS: To see a truly free and safe Detroit, the way he and Kane envisioned it before Kane went off the deep end.

DOES NOT WANT: The music up too loud. New technology. To be forced to live in Kane’s idea of Detroit.

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: a musket

RELATIONSHIPS:

JACOB AND KANE – Jacob and Kane worked together in the past. In fact, they co-founded KaneCo, hoping to create a safer, more peaceful world. But they had a falling out about how to use the technology they created. Kane turned on Jacob, ultimately labeling him an enemy of the state. They’re like Obi-Wan and Darth Vader. Magneto and Dr. X. One stayed righteous as the other spiraled down a dark path.

JACOB AND MIKE – Yoda and Luke. The man who has seen it all, and the up-and-comer with tremendous potential and a lot to learn.

RIDE: The ’57 Sasquatch - A 20th century chop top, jacked up on monster truck tires with a modified tow truck bed for a rear end.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Garden hoe. Compost. Juicer. Wisdom. Organic mung beans.

Claire

AFFILIATION: Deluxian

SERIES ROLE: Represents the average Deluxian youth

IS: Julie’s “valley-girl” best friend and confidant. Claire serves as a sounding board for Julie to discuss the problems she can’t discuss with the Burners – primarily, her secret life as Kane’s daughter.

STRENGTH: The amount of KaneCoins in her bank account, shopping prowess and super-hotness.

WEAKNESS: She’s obnoxiously prissy, is grossed out by the Burners and is pretty useless unless you need someone to go to the mall with.

WANTS: To live her nice KaneCo Deluxe life surrounded by her KaneCo products without having to suffer the antics of those dirtbag Burners Julie insists on hanging out with!

DOES NOT WANT: To be stuck in Motorcity for any length of time. Especially with that creepy Chuck!

FAMILY: Daughter of prominent KaneCo executive.

RELATIONSHIPS:

CLAIRE AND JULIE – Best friends. Claire is the only person who knows Julie is leading a double life as Kane’s daughter and a Burner. Even though she doesn’t approved of these new friends Julie has and the cause they fight for, she goes along to support her friend- Julie usually has a pretty good sense of what is right. She may not like the Burners, but she’s a true and loyal friend to Julie, no matter what.

CLAIRE AND CHUCK – Chuck is into her…she does NOT feel the same.

CLAIRE AND THE BURNERS – She only hangs out down there because of Julie. They are gross and smelly and hate everything good, like KaneCo products! She doesn’t see what Julie sees in them…and she hopes it’s just a phase.

CLAIRE AND KANE – She’s a KaneCo fangirl and Kane loves her. She’s just the kind of friend and role model that his daughter needs. Claire only WISHES she could be Kane’s daughter. Julie is TOTALLY LUCKY!

RIDE: her bedroom - a standard KaneCo living pod.

SKILLS AND WEAPONS: KaneCo credit. Consuming. Good use of rouge.

Abraham Kane

AFFILIATION: KaneCo

ROLE: Founder and CEO of KaneCo. Homicidal tyrant.

IS: An evil industrialist and megalomaniacal madman hellbent on capturing all of Detroit. Which means getting rid of the entire Motorcity population living in the bowels of his precious Deluxe. Which means WIPING THEM ALL OUT. And to add insult to injury, he has fun being evil.

STRENGTHS: Charisma. Unlimited resources. Technological Terrors. Master propagandist. Complete lack of remorse.

WEAKNESSES: Puts all of his faith in his technology. Consumed with wiping out the Burners and everyone in Motorcity.

WANTS: To get rid of those filthy Burners. And control-control-control. Kane’s got big plans for KaneCo Deluxe, and they don’t involve anyone living underneath it and gumming up the works. He won’t rest until everything with a pulse is removed from Motorcity and it is his to further his vision of complete domination.

DOES NOT WANT: Anyone to have fun outside of the predetermined box. Anyone living beneath KaneCo Deluxe. Anyone joining the Burners. And most importantly – to let anyone else have control of anything.

IF HE WERE A HISTORICAL FIGURE, HE’D BE: Vlad the Impaler. With just a hint of Joseph Stalin.

FAMILY: Julie is his daughter. His wife died a long time ago.

RELATIONSHIPS:

KANE AND MIKE: Mortal enemies. Were once like father and son. Now each sees the other as a backstabbing traitor who broke his heart. He wants vengeance against Mike at all costs! No one betrays Abraham Kane!

KANE AND JULIE: Believe it or not, Kane does love his daughter. And at one point in time, she was the whole reason he started KaneCo Deluxe. But nowadays his reasons are much more nefarious, and Julie clings to the hope that she can restore her father’s humanity some day. Kane sees Julie as a child, a fragile egg that needs protecting. And protecting means an ivory tower and isolation, not a father’s love. Their relationship is cold. Kane doesn’t even bother to know Julie and the bright and caring young woman she’s become. He keeps her at arms length at all times.

KANE AND JACOB: Co-founders of KaneCo. Were once like brothers. Then Jacob began to see Kane as a despotic maniac with no moral compass, and Kane began to see Jacob as a naïve idealist who has no idea what it takes to run a corporation.

KANE AND TOOLEY: Tooley may be an imbecile, but he possesses one quality that is very important to Kane – loyalty.

RIDE: He would never get near a car, but sometimes grabs the controls of whatever technological death machine he pits against the Burners.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Safe-T-Bots and other Robots. Slaughter Pods. Doom Drones. Threats and intimidation. Eventually, the “Teenage Assassin.”

Tooley

AFFILIATION: KaneCo

ROLE: Lackey and mindless thug. Think Barney Fife, but bigger and dumber. Picture Gilligan if he could beat you up.

IS: a lovable goon and uber-KaneCo fanboy who has earned his spot at Kane’s side by being unwaveringly loyal. He has totally bought into the KaneCo way of life and he’ll do whatever Kane says without ever being a threat to Kane’s power…except for when he tries to impress his hero and his plans go horribly awry. Or when he’s watching cartoons on the job and the Burners sneak past him. Or when the Burners outwit him and lock him in a closet. Or when he tells Julie anything she wants to know and gives away Kane’s secret plans. You get the picture.

STRENGTH: Brute strength. Has seen every episode of the “Robot Walrus”.

WEAKNESS: He’s even dumber than Texas. Easily manipulated, especially by Julie. Usually watching “Robot Walrus” when he’s supposed to be working. WANTS: To please Kane and to make Julie his ladyfriend for life.

RELATIONSHIPS:

TOOLEY AND KANE – Tooley is Kane’s obedient lackey. Kane knows he’s dumb, but unlike Mike Chilton, he’s LOYAL. Tooley LOVES Kane and wants to be just like him, but unfortunately lacks any of Kane’s skills.

TOOLEY AND JULIE – Their names rhyme! That means they’re meant to be, right? That’s what Tooley thinks. If it were up to him, they’d have a beautiful KaneCo wedding and honeymoon right there in beautiful downtown KaneCo Deluxe and have lots of babies at the KaneCo Maternal and Neo-Natal Complex. Unfortunately for him, Julie’s not buying it.

TOOLEY AND THE BURNERS – Tooley is to the Burners what Sergeant Shultz was to Hogan’s Heroes. He’s incompetent and that’s what allows them to infiltrate KaneCo as often as they do.

TOOLEY AND “TEENAGE ASSASSIN” – Tooley can’t see why Kane needs this tool—he’s already got a TOOLEY! He resents the need for extra muscle…especially muscle with brain. Teenage Assassin can’t believe Kane keeps an imbecile like Tooley around. Needless to say, they don’t get along.

RIDE: a standard KaneCo security pod.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Fists. Futuristic police baton

Gabriel ("Teenage Assassin")

AFFILIATION: KaneCo ROLE: Kane’s new Number One IS: Terrifying.

STRENGTH: He’s like a cold, calculating version of Mike. All skill, no humor.

WEAKNESS: None known WANTS: To destroy Mike Chilton. To please Kane.

DOES NOT WANT: To Lose.

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: one of those new state-of-the-art automatic rifles that can shoot around corners.

FAMILY: Unknown

RELATIONSHIPS: Unknown (but here’s a Top Secret tidbit: he used to know Mike)

RIDE: a modified, weaponized KaneCo security pod.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Force field gauntlets. Anything else that gets the job done.

Duke of Detroit

AFFILIATION: Himself

ROLE: Scoundrel. Rogue boss.

IS: a shadowy, charming, manipulative figure based in the Deep Reaches of Motorcity who has a hand in anything and everything he finds useful. Those that know of the Duke know he’s not a dude to be taken lightly – or dealt with at all! A deal with the Duke usually costs a lot more than you bargain for. There’s probably a great story behind his mouth full of metal teeth, but he’s not telling.

STRENGTH: finding weak spots. Manipulation. Coercion. Political genius. Making offers you can’t refuse. Street smarts, especially in the world of Motorcity.

WEAKNESS: Vain. Addicted to material wealth. Wouldn’t hesitate to stab his own mother in the back.

WANTS: Free reign over Motorcity. Constant entertainment, usually at the expense of others.

DOES NOT WANT: Conflict with Kane – that would endanger the good thing he’s got going!

IF HE WERE A WEAPON, HE’D BE: a tommy gun

FAMILY: Unknown

RELATIONSHIPS:

THE DUKE AND THE BURNERS: Mike and the gang know better than to trust the Duke, but sometimes they have no choice. The Duke has clout, whether you like it or not.

THE DUKE AND MOTORCITY: He’s friendly to civilians until it’s time to pay what you owe. Then the creepy metal smile disappears. The Duke keeps people in line by offering them sadistic pay-per-view style combat events, which he stages in his own Motorcity stadium.

THE DUKE AND KANE: Mutual understanding. They sometimes even work with each other when there’s something in it for both of them. A war between them would seriously threaten their respective empires.

RIDE: An early 20th century Bentley tricked out with gangster flare and armed to the gills.

WEAPONS OF CHOICE: Spiked baseball bats. And a mouth full of metal teeth.

Q&A

WHO/WHAT IS MIKE PROTECTING?

Mike and the Burners are all that stands between Kane and complete domination of Detroit. The Burners are defenders of Motorcity, and they’ll fight to the bitter end to keep Kane from getting his clutches on this last remaining bastion of freedom.

Ultimately, Mike is protecting people’s freedom. The freedom to live their lives the way they see fit.

WHY DOES KANE WANT DETROIT SO BAD?

Because it will give him POWER. Power to create his city. Not the city that the people want, but the city that they need.

Power to protect himself. To control. To crush those who would dare betray him.

Kane grew up in poverty in old Detroit. Surrounded by crime and decay. He never felt safe.

Working on the automobile assembly lines saved him from the streets. It gave him order and structure when everything else in his life was chaotic. Much like Henry Ford, the assembly-line mentality made a huge, and not altogether positive, impact on his thinking. He started seeing people as parts of a vast machine, not free-thinking souls. He determined excessive freedom and free choice was what was ruining Detroit. And he began to dream about what Detroit could be if he was in charge…

We like to think of Kane as sort of an anti-Bruce Wayne. Both were scarred at a young age by the ills of their cities. Both passionately dedicated their lives to making their cities a better place. And both went a little overboard: One going the hero route, dressing up as a Bat to clean up the streets. One opting for the dictator tract, ruthlessly acquiring power and subduing opposition to forge his “better world”.

IF KANE FAILS TO TAKE OVER DETROIT, WHAT DOES HE LOSE?

Obviously power. Deep down, Kane is afraid of being that powerless kid on the street. He NEVER wants to return to his old life.

Which is why Kane can’t allow the citizens to control their own lives. In his mind, freedom is just another word for everything to lose. Freedom leads to chaos, collapse, and ruin – just like in Old Detroit. He needs the power to control everything, make all the decisions, and ensure people dictate their lives by his singular vision.

And nothing poses a bigger threat to his power than the existence of Motorcity. If he fails to conquer that subterranean, freedom flaunting rat-hole, the roots of liberty could take hold and spread like noxious weeds through his precious Deluxe. Not to mention, those scumbag Burners will continue attacking Kane’s Deluxian tree at its roots, dismantling the future city’s underground power stations and infrastructure.

WHAT DO PEOPLE IN MOTORCITY FEEL ABOUT MIKE AND THE BURNERS?

Most citizens view Mike and The Burners as heroes. But there are some who see them as punk delinquents whose Kane-agitating antics bring unnecessary hardship on their neighborhoods.

Motorcity is also home to other Revolutionaries; rivals who believe the Burners are getting in the way of their plans. Or think Mike’s tactics are too soft – they are particularly disturbed by the fact that he considers the well–being of Deluxians when crafting plots to stop Kane.

WHAT DO DELUXIANS FEEL ABOUT MIKE AND THE BURNERS? WHAT DO THEY FEEL ABOUT KANE?

Though most of the people in KaneCo Deluxe are not truly happy with what Kane has provided, they don’t dare say so. Most of them fall in line and accept things the way they are. Anyone who sympathizes with the Burners does so privately, unless they have a death wish. And on the opposite side of the issue are a few who, like Claire, seem to have been duped by Kane’s promises and slick presentation.

WHAT DO PEOPLE IN MOTORCITY FEEL ABOUT KANE?

The consensus in Motorcity is that Abraham Kane is a real *%$#!

But as Motorcity isn’t exclusively populated by the morally upright, there are some who would be more than happy to sell-out to Kane for special privileges or payment.

HOW WILL WE SHOW THAT LIFE IS GOOD FOR DELUXIANS?

Citizens of KaneCo Deluxe receive three square meals a day, state of the art living quarters, and a steady job that’s guaranteed not to be outsourced. There’s no traffic. No crime. No poverty. What’s not to like?!

HOW WILL WE SHOW THAT LIFE IS BAD FOR DELUXIANS?

The three square meals are pre-selected by KaneCo, and usually consist of unappetizing fare like “throat cubes”. The living quarters are more like drab prison cells. And the jobs are, well… pretty much slavery. Workers are expected to report to work whenever the KANECO CHIME is heard. (Much like a prison siren or the school bell between periods.) Everything is scheduled. Everything is controlled. You don’t have a say.

WHAT OTHER “NON-TOOLEY” ALLIES DOES KANE HAVE ON HIS TEAM?

Kane is constantly surrounded by henchmen and hangers-on, some of whom have their own secret agendas in mind:

There’s a “Dutiful Sycophant” who laughs at his jokes and kisses his butt, but is secretly vying to take him down and seize control of Deluxe. A deadly, ubertalented “Teenage Assassin” who seems even more driven than Kane to wipe out Mike and The Burners. And we’ll introduce others as our season progresses…

ANY ONE ELSE INTERESTED IN “THE BATTLE FOR DETROIT”?

There are some unsavory characters lurking in the bowels of the city, but none more devilish than the DUKE OF DETROIT. A crime-boss of sorts, his only interest in the Battle For Detroit is figuring out how he can spin it to his advantage. The Duke has his sights set on extending his influence in Motorcity. And he sees Mike as a valuable tool – aligning himself with the rebel hero could score him big PR points with the people.

On the other hand, the cutthroat Duke is no dummy. He knows Mike’s moral code could really interfere with his plans. So from time to time, he’ll do what it takes to keep the kid in line – which sometimes means allying himself with Kane. After all, in the end, the Duke’s only real allegiance is to himself.

There are also other interested parties and forces at work outside of the domed Deluxe that we can weave in and out of the seasons as we progress. Rival CEOs, Criminals, and Shadow Organizations that attempt to lend support to Mike’s cause in hopes of accomplishing their own agendas.

HOW DOES KANE WAGE HIS WAR AGAINST MOTORCITY?

Primarily with brutal force, terrifying technology, and fear. He has an endless army of Robots at his disposal that he unleashes daily to bombard Motorcity. He has a seemingly infinite arsenal of wicked ways to stick it to the people. But his horrifying laboratory creations usually present the biggest challenge for our heroes and the poor citizens. Like the time he pumped an ever-expanding, flesheating Sulfuric-Acid Foam Gel into Motorcity, a concoction designed to rapidly dissolve all living, organic material. Yikes!

Sometimes Kane is so blinded by his thirst for power that he pursues incredibly risky plots that end up putting himself and all of Detroit in danger. Like when he forces his R&D lab into morally unconscionable territory in the hopes of creating the ultimate Attack-Bot, and ends up creating a hybrid bio-mechanical creature that promptly escapes and starts “cocooning” Motorcity and Deluxian citizens.

Kane often focuses his attention directly on our Burners, developing BurnerSeeking Death Drones, hiring bloodthirsty Bounty Hunters, or luring the rebels out of their underground lair by callously using citizens as bait.

Of course, The Burners aren’t just going to sit around waiting for Kane to unleash his latest plot. They’re always looking for ways to take the fight to his doorstep and destroy his plans before they get off the ground. Like when they attempt to infiltrate his top secret, insanely dangerous weapons factory with the help of Kane-Co Safe-T-Suits. Or when they smuggle out Kane’s top alternative-fuel physicist to avert nuclear-scale disaster.

#motorcity #waksworldart #waksworldrebooted #julie kane #mike chilton #chuck motorcity #texas motorcity #dutch gordy

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sirfrogsworth · 8 months

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I'm still not feeling great, but I really needed groceries. So I forced myself to go last night, which was a really bad idea considering I hadn't recovered from post-exertional malaise as it was.

But I didn't have much food due to stalling for so long. I know I could do delivery or have someone pick stuff up, but I really need to walk around and pick things out. If I am not in the mood for something I won't eat it. I can be picky that way. And then it spoils and I have to throw it out. It's just better if I go to the store and find things that my brain has a craving for.

It just seems like whenever I have the least energy and I try to do a short, simple trip out of the house, I have all of these mini-adventures that make it not as short and simple.

In this case, I didn't even make it out of my driveway before the adventures began. I got in the car there was a warning my tire pressure was low. And usually it isn't that bad and I can just fill up the tires when I have more energy. But one tire was extremely low, so I didn't want to chance it.

I wish I knew why my tires lose air so fast. Seems like I fill them every week or two. I read it could be bad valve stems. But like, on all the tires? I'll save that mystery for another day.

Unfortunately putting air in my tires is just about the hardest task for me specifically. Even if I sit on a stool, I have to bend down in a way that pushes my belly against my lungs. I run out of breath very quickly and so I have to go up and down many times to finish filling the tire. By the end of filling all 4 tires, I was sweating, exhausted, out of breath, light headed, and nauseous.

I really need to find a better way to fill my tires. I could try sitting on the ground, but standing up from the ground is not always easy for me and I'd have to do it 4 times.

I wonder if there is a place I can tip someone to do it.

I digress.

I make it to Sam's and I am struggling before even walking in the store. And they have gigantic shopping carts that take much more energy to push around. Schnucks has these little baby carts that are great for when you need a few items. I guess Sam's assumes if you are going to a bulk store you are going to buy in bulk.

I get my sushi and my brownie bites and everything else and head towards checkout. I have a bit too much stuff for self checkout to make sense, so I get in line.

On one side of me was a guy who was impulse buying a 65" TV. Which is a really bad idea. You should never buy any electronics without researching it first. (Or ask me. Everyone should always ask me before buying technological items.) He was buying a TV that was made to be thin. And if he needed a super thin TV, and he couldn't afford an OLED, it was an okay choice. But for the same price he could get a thicker TV with much better image quality. There was a part of me that wanted to take him back over to the TV aisle and help him make a better decision. But my anxiety thought of about 30 ways that could have backfired and I was barely standing.

And then there was this cart in front of me...

Seriously?

Is there a midwestern hurricane headed this way or something?

I don't even understand how they did this.

This isn't Tetris. This is... overstuffing a turkey.

I'm a little worried about those eggs too.

Thankfully a new lane opened up and I didn't have to wait 30 minutes for them to figure out how to deal with that.

I did try to use my amazing Tetris skills to arrange my items so the bar code was visible for each one. (I probably could have done self checkout, I guess.) Last time the lady thanked me for making it so easy for her. So I was waiting for this lady to pull out her laser shootie price gun and start zapping my stuff.

But she unloaded everything in my cart onto the conveyor.

My shopping cart Tetris skills went unnoticed and she had to do 3 times the work.

Then I get out to the parking lot and a bunch of carts are all blocking the disabled parking space for people with rear-loading wheelchairs.

I tried to move some of them as I went by. I just didn't have the energy to put them all in the receptacle. But even if they are in the yellow zone, that is where they need to unload the wheelchair. I'm just so tired of people being inconsiderate like this.

And I also see a lot of disabled people without wheelchairs using this space. I suppose if it is the only one available, but this is such a great accommodation for wheelchair users. It is much safer to unload away from traffic. I would rather park in the back of the lot than take this option from someone.

Oh, and Schnucks has one of the disabled spots reserved for police and that makes me so mad too. They can double park if there is an emergency. I never see a cop car in that space and so many people could be using that.

Sorry, after pushing my dad around for a year I have become very sensitive to this.

I really wanted to drive straight home, but I still needed some soup and black cherry soda from Schnucks. I probably should have gone back a different day, but sometimes a different day isn't for weeks. So I just got it all done at once. Plus I really wanted to try that Vess black cherry.

Sorry, RefresCoVesScnhucks™ Black Cherry Soda.

I've been pretty sore all day. And I'm still not prepared for the second house auction. And people are coming to pick stuff up from the first auction on Friday. The house is a mess again. Half the groceries aren't put away.

I'm going to need to pull my lantern battery out of the pocket dimension to charge myself back up.

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primeofprimes115 · 11 months

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The Yin to Her Yang, His Ray of Sunshine - Supergirl x Male Reader

Warnings: Smut (18+), Angst, lots of Fluff and Wholesome moments (if you're one of those ugly criers, best to get some tissues just in case

(A/N: This takes place within an Alternative New Earth timeline where Flashpoint and Convergence never happens in this timeline)

For the last few years of their relationship, dating back to where it all began, where she first arrived to Earth, scared, confused, traumatised to where she is now with the one true love she never thought she'd have in her life who fought side by side with her through all of her struggles along with his own, through their ups and downs, her one true love being you of course!

Some would say your relationship with Supergirl was a coincidence.

But deep down, it wasn't just a coincidence... It was destined to blossom into an art of true love, two people, who cared so much for each other, who loved each other conditionally and emotionally.

Your relationship with her was very sweet, tender, caring, loving and protective along with it being softcore and downright fluffy.

But... Let's go through your history with her first... All the way to present day...

Kara Zor-El has come a long way, she's been through so much within the last few years, fought through so many struggles in her life as both Supergirl and her secret identity Linda Lang.

(A/N: Before you say anything about the image directly above... I get that she's... Y'know? But do I blame you??? I don't think I should)

But she didn't spend it alone, by her side, was a young man from the planet Xola which had a bad history with Kryptonians as they once tried to conquer Xola but the Xolanians fought back with dignity and strength, once a powerful empire before many years later, the Xolanians would erupt in a civil war, two factions, fighting for control over the planet as the planet, slowly became uninhabitable for them all due to the war effort.

The man named Y/N, a young but grizzled and traumatised veteran of the Xolanian civil war, came to Earth near the end of the war, to live peacefully and in isolation before he found himself in more conflict regarding the humans and the many aliens that thrived on Earth.

He assumed the war was lost... The last thing he ever knew was that... Xola was becoming uninhabitable to support life... He grieved over the loss of his planet, of losing the war...

Until... He would meet someone who would change his life forever, along with changing hers.

Batman/Superman: The Supergirl From Krypton

If it wasn't for the man called Superman, Y/N probably wouldn't be where he is now, at first he didn't trust the Big Blue since he was a Kryptonian but after seeing what he stood up for, he slowly began trusting him a bit more, as he began to trust a few Humans, one of them being Lois Lane, though he would still keep himself isolated and hidden, keeping to himself since he doesn't trust anyone else but the Man of Steel and a few of his close ones, he was introduced to his cousin Kara Zor-El, to help her adapt to Earth a bit better and the rest is history. after he vowed to help her understand a bit better.

She did go through some struggles, being practically kidnapped by Wonder Woman to be trained by the Amazons instead of Kal and Y/N teaching her, she already didn't like Batman since she thinks he didn't have a heart at all, thinking he was being an ass to her but overall... The only stranger who didn't try do anything to her was Y/N, who she actually enjoyed talking with and was a great conversationalist.

He didn't like the fact that Kara was forced to train on Themaskira, he always thought that 'freedom was everyone's right', he always thought that through his past leader, this? This wasn't freedom, she was forced but still... He couldn't do anything about it

But... This wouldn't really last as long, she gained the attention of Apokolips, specially Darkseid and with the attack on Themaskira from a cloned army of doomsday which was a diversion to distract everyone, Darkseid would order Kara's capture for she was to be manipulated into becoming a servant for him which unfortunately, they would succeed in doing so.

Y/N wanted to rescue her, no matter the cost, no matter how far he would have to go to get her back, thanks to Big Barda, they would find a way to travel to Apokolips.

After the two cousins would fight, in the nick of time of Y/N's arrival with Batman distracting Darkseid with his smarts, somehow... Y/N managed to break the somewhat brainwash on Kara's mind, carefully using his words, before she would collapse on the ground, Kal would bring her back with the others upon Darkseid agreeing to let Kara free... That day... Y/N grew to respect Batman with his smarts, outsmarting even a New God? That was something he never thought a Human could ever do.

Upon the end, with Kara back and it looked like she was going to head back with her cousin, she had one talk with Y/N as she recognised a symbol on his armour.

"How're you feeling?" he asked

"Still fuzzy but... I'm okay, I'm here because I just wanted to say before I go... Thank you for... What you've done for me Y/N ~" she smiled as she ran her hand on his shoulder plate where a somewhat recognisable symbol was seen - "I know this symbol, it belonged to the Xolanians, you're Xolanian? I know what the Kryptonians did to your people through my mother, Alura. I was so surprised you put so much of your trust in me despite... What happened between our people, I'm so sorry for what happened back then" she kept her eyes on the symbol, the two swords that stood for Unity, Hope, Prosperity.

She looked up at him, noticing his sorrowed face, thinking he was hurt by this, she immediately apologised... Thinking she shouldn't have mentioned it.

"No Kara, it's not that... I... I don't think I should talk about it here" he said with sorrow, with a pain aching in his heart.

She unexpectedly hugs him, taking him by surprise... He's never had a hug in a long time, not since... The Fall of Xola.

"I understand you don't want to talk about it, you're not ready to talk about it and that's fine! Really, it is" she seemed to console him, which shocked him but... He smiled, accepting the hug by placing his hands on her back.

The time came for her to go back with her cousin, he thanked Wonder Woman and Batman for helping him... Including Y/N, for helping her extensively... He already saw that Y/N trusts her and he couldn't be more proud.

Though returning from the Fortress of Solitude where Kara would try on a costume she could wear to use her powers and abilities for good, her 'Supergirl' outfit, she admitted she wasn't sure about being worthy to wear it, to bear the House of El glyph, feeling ashamed of her action when she was brainwashed, her cousin would dismiss it, telling her that whatever evil she displayed, was put into her by Darkseid.

They would soon return to the Kent Family Farm where Darkseid was waiting for them, waiting to strike the two super cousins off guard.

However... He was bested in the end, especially with Wonder Woman's arrival and Kara reversed the Motherbox tech, activating the boom tube before Darkseid was sent through it, far out within the cosmos...

Upon that day... Kara made a decision... Remembering what Y/N once told her

"We only become Heroes to not only protect others, to protect freedom, it is a huge responsibility that requires strength, dignity and discipline so we can fight for a better tomorrow... I was told that once, and I haven't forgotten it since that day, but overall... I see that in you Kara, just a little bit, but it's your decision to become a Hero or not, to take that responsibility, to turn it... Into opportunity, turning it... Into something... Beautiful"

On Paradise Island, Superman would introduce 'Supergirl' to the superhero community.

"To be honest. I'm not sure I've earned the right to use that name... Or to even wear this uniform. But I'm hoping, with all your help. I'll grow into it" she gave a little speech to the community as she was cheered on, making her smile but as she looked closer... She couldn't see Y/N, or see him anywhere for that matter.

It was at this time... He was at his spot where it was all peaceful... Quiet... No one around him or anything... Just... The calm ocean, the sun set... All of it... Reflecting on the past... His past... Unescapable memories.

It wasn't long till he heard someone land close to him, shaking him out of those memories, he turned to his right and saw... Kara, in her Supergirl outfit, stunned by her look as she smiled at him.

(A/N: Always loved his art, RIP Michael Turner)

"Hi Y/N, what'd you think?" she flaunted her cape, doing a little spin afterwards as he stood up from where he sat, smiling at her as she allowed him to show off her costume, from front to back, seeing the House of El glyph on her cape all coloured a yellowish gold much like her cousin's.

"It looks... Good, amazing... Super" he cracks an accidental pun in there, making her giggle.

"Earth humour huh?" she giggled before sitting down with him.

"Didn't mean to crack one a pun there but..." he chuckled as he sat down beside her, the two continuing their conversation as her cousin watched from a distance, happy she's getting along with someone who was her first friend here on Earth.

(Supergirl: Girl Power)

Kara's friendship with Y/N bloomed into something special, it grew closer as the weeks went by, he patrolled with her and as she was already dealing with a situation, involving getting spied on, he vowed to help her deal with this situation.

At their usual hang out spot where the two were alone together, watching the calm oceans which also appeared to calm Kara's thoughts when she would be feeling down.

She wanted to ask him about Xola, but knowing others have asked him about it, he would avoid talking about it if it was mentioned, almost like he was hiding a hidden pain behind the armour, behind the battle mask, he would briefly mention certain things but... If it was anything about why he was on Earth and not Xola... He played it off like it was nothing.

Though he briefly told her that the Kryptonian invasion was the last time he saw his father, a solider for the Xolanian Empire, he was killed during the Kryptonian, Xolanian War. Where he would have to grow up... An orphan no long after his mother's sudden passing before he was took in by his warrior Uncle, promising he'd teach him like his brother would've, at the required age, it wasn't enough to clear the unanswered question.

She wanted to ask him so badly especially since he'd briefly mentioned it back on Themaskira, but she talked about Krypton to him, why would he not do the same with his own planet?

Kara knew he was hiding pain, she knew he was still grieving, much like she was about Krypton's destruction.

"So... I hate to ask but... How did you end up here on Earth? I know you've been asked so many times but..." she looked at him as they both stared down at the ocean in front of them, the view being perfect.

He looked at her, with eyes that turned sorrow, he had a feeling Kara would ask him next, he felt she wanted to ask him for weeks, she sensed his pain by looking at him as he sighed, looking back at the ocean.

"It was a war... A civil war between our people that ravaged for centuries, two factions, fighting for control ~" he broke his silence, as Kara looked a little shocked at this - "I fought in this war, I was a warrior scout for the Xolar Resistance but... This war... It tore Xola apart, it tore many of us apart... I still... Have the scars to prove it, as with war ~" he took a moment to catch his words as he then looked at her with sorrow - "it can make a planet burn, make it... Unsuitable for life to progress... Xola became Uninhabitable for life to thrive ~" the look on Kara's face after hearing the truth behind his arrival here to Earth said it all, she wasn't expecting to hear this from him, to know she wasn't the only one who lost a planet from destruction, Y/N also went through the same pain... But worse... It was due to a war, a war HE fought, a war... He lost - "We were forced to fan out to the cosmos, abandon Xola, where my shuttle would get knocked off course, I was in cryogenic sleep during this time, and would find myself here... On Earth, knowing that I was alone... To bear with the loss of both the war and Xola and with that? I think... I'm the last of my species, the last... Of the Xolanians" he finished, his voice beginning to get shaky a little from his last words, he looked away, closing his eyes before he felt something touch him...

A hand... On his, Kara's hand grasped his, knowing they both share similar pain, similar scars, similar... Grief.

She may have Kal-El... But Y/N doesn't have that, he doesn't have family left, nor anyone for the matter, it was where the two embraced in a deep hug, helping him grieve through the pain just like he did with her.

Deep down, he knew he needed this, someone to recognise he was keeping the pain hidden, someone who knows that type of pain... And Kara was the perfect individual to share his past with.

Both went through the same thing almost, he trusts her so much after all.

They've been by each others side since then, Y/N helped her fight her demons, her Dark self aka Dark Supergirl at one point due to Lex Luthor using a form of Black Kryptonite, let's just say, things were a little divided between Y/N and the two Kara's.

One played with his feelings while the other, the one Y/N knew, was still there by his side, even he knew who the real Kara was after her dark twin tried switching up costumes to confuse him and the others.

Though she would later infuse herself back up with her evil 'twin', she was struggling to find herself but she got help, from both her cousin and Y/N... He didn't want to leave her side if it meant anything at least.

When she joined the Teen Titans for a brief time, he supported her, though her membership with them didn't really last as long as it should have, he would still support her either way, after all? What are friends for right?

However... Kara had feelings for him after the whole Power Boy situation (despite Y/N warning her that Power Boy shouldn't be trusted, he knew something was wrong about him and he was right in the end, Power Boy tried manipulating Kara, which almost worked but ultimately failed, resulting... Him getting a boot up his man-parts by Kara in deep space), where Y/N would also develop deep feelings for her too, their first kiss eventually happening within the clouds above, where they both loved the quietness up there.

Through the Infinite Crisis charisma, thinking she was killed by the Zeta Beam, only for her to come back a year later to bad news of Superboy's death (who comes back later on) and her cousin powerless (he regains his powers later on), but she came back to a relieved Y/N, hugging her pretty tight as he missed her so much, though she briefly lost her memories about being sent to the future where she was with the Legion of Superheroes within the 31st century (which she would found out it was actually Earth-Prime's 30th century, not her Earth's future) he revealed to her that she was gone for over a year, prompting in her showering him in kisses.

Through looking for a secret identity to roam as a normal Human with Y/N's help (as he's done it for a while) to trying out to join the Outsiders with Captain Boomerang II's request, Y/N supported her but ultimately found out that she was being tested rather than trusting her which almost got Y/N and another member into a fight with Nightwing getting in between them, Kara would instead not join the team upon knowing she was being tested.

But after Breaking the Chain, Cry for Justice (where she joined a Justice League group for a brief time) and the Dark Crisis? Their relationship was taken to the next level after the many tiring months they spent together fighting side by side...

Where she would rock his world for the first time, and her own world too, knowing she was all his and only his for as long as it could last.

(First Smut warning here)

Within Kara's apartment, her outfit was seen on the floor, first her high-knee boots as it went from that to her yellow loose belt and blue skirt, to the trousers Y/N wore with his integrated suit of armour, to his shirt as the device that activates his armour on command, is seen on the living room table.

Eventually... It leads up to panties and boxers on the floor to Kara's crop top and attached cape were on the floor beside the bed where Kara's pleasured moans were heard as she rode on top of her boyfriend, his cock penetrating her clitoris.

Her moans softly reached his ears as he kept thrusting up in her, desperate for him to go faster and also harder, her bounces connecting with his upper thrusts.

They've been at it for 30 minutes, she really wasn't kidding when she could rock his world, this was her first time along with his.

And eventually... They finished inside each other... Two of them panting uncontrollably as Kara crashed her body into him, letting the juices escape her womanhood, combined with hers and her boyfriend's.

"So? Ready for round two handsome??" she would ask him after 5 minutes went by...

They both went through a lot after the entire Dark Crisis, Kara especially. He's been there for her so many times where she needed it most and she couldn't be more happier with that, especially with finding the joined city of Kandor and Argo within a bottle aboard Brainiac's ship.

This discovery was named New Krypton by Kara and was released and re-sized to normal size where it would reside on Earth for a while, she was so happy to see her people alive, to re-connect with so many she missed, to once again, to roam the now joined cities Kandor and Argo, as she didn't want to spend it alone she wanted Y/N to experience it with her, to step foot in a Kryptonian which made history as he was the first ever Xolanian to step foot within it.

She got to meet her birth parents once more, Alura and Zor-El, where she revealed her relationship with Y/N, the Xolanian Warrior, at first they were a little sceptical but upon meeting him, their scepticism went down the drain.

"Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Y/N L/N, the Xolanian Warrior" she kindly introduces them to him, she wrapped her arm around his after he approached.

"Though our kind and Xolanians don't have a very fond history with each other, we're so sorry for what you've been through, Kara has told us all about you, and we're so happy for her, which we want to say thank you from the bottom of our hearts, for protecting her, for being there for her when we could not" Alura greeted him as he smiled at her greeting.

"You don't need to thank me, you should thank Kal-El and your beautiful Daughter here, if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have never seen Kryptonians differently as I did before" he switched it round as Kara kissed him on the cheek.

But as all things do go well, it doesn't stay forever...

Under General Lane's orders (Lois Lane's father), with the amount of Kryptonians living on Earth and the fear of a possible alien invasion from the Kryptonians, he ordered both Reactron and Metallo to invade Kandor with Gold Kryptonite, and slaughter as many Kryptonians they could find, that included Zor-El, this was Kara's biggest tragedy, which the following events afterwards, changed everything in her life.

(Zor-El's death)

Due to this tragedy... Alura used Sunstone technology and uprooted Kandor out of Earth into outer space and placed into geosynchronous orbit, directly opposite of the Earth itself.

The US Government took action by barring all Kryptonians (except Superman) from staying on Earth, that included Supergirl, which enraged Y/N but he chose to stay on Kandor, to protect the remaining Kryptonians living on Kandor where Kara would have to stay... But not for long.

Zor-El's death also struck Y/N hard, before his death, Y/N wanted to ask her a very important question which involved a Kryptonian made ring, he went to Zor-El and Alura about it first, he was given the green light after telling them how much Kara meant to him, wanting to ask her the biggest question of his life, to marry on New Krypton under Kryptonian Standards, but unfortunately, those plans were cut due to the following events afterwards.

(Superman: War of the Supermen)

Things got worse after Zor-El's death, there was the Hunt for Reactron, Superwoman's appearance who was in fact General Lane's daughter Lucy, to everything leading up from New Krypton's Last Stand to the complete War of the Supermen where New Krypton was destroyed, the Military Guild of Krypton led by Zod was ready to invade Earth, an enraged Supergirl who was furious after Alura's death at the hands of Reactron, of Luthor, blamed Earth for New Krypton's destruction and with carrying the flag of Krypton, she raced toward Earth to join the war effort...

Only to be stopped by Y/N and Superman, who she attacked in a blind rage, angry at the both of them from preventing her to join the war effort.

"Do you have any, ANY idea what war can do to people? The amount of death and destruction it can cause!?" he arms his weapon, charging it up as it trilled extensively as he gets ready to defend himself once more.

They had been fighting for a while throughout New Krypton's moon Callisto, his armour was torn a little but with no effort, Kara on the other hand, enraged and full with anger, had just finished fighting her cousin, only to be confronted by Y/N again, she was enraged by such action against her, against avenging her own people.

"OUT OF MY WAY Y/N! I WON'T LET YOU GET IN MY WAY LIKE MY COUSIN DID!! THEY NEED TO PAY!!! ~" she shouted at him, her eyes lighting up red, floating in the air as she was about to attack her boyfriend - "YOU SHOULD BE BY MY SIDE! NOT THEIR'S!!!" she was upset and angry with him, how could he betray her? Side with Earth by defending them from the crimes they committed to New Krypton's destruction?? From the many Kryptonians that were on New Krypton that got wiped in an instant due to the Gold Kryptonite Nuke placed inside Reactron.

"Is this what Alura and Zor-El would want? Earth destroyed? Purged? Earth is my home Kara! Our home!! Don't you remember that War destroyed my world... I won't let another world fall the same, I don't want to fight you, but if you must... Then so be it, if you're going to join the war effort to attack Earth? Then you'll have to get through me first" he hesitantly aimed his cannon at her - "One way... Or the other, one of us... Will fall, but do not let your anger blind you from who you are Kara Zor-El, this isn't what you are, Zor-El and Alura would never want you to become like Zod, or Ursa" he slightly growled as his mask forms back up, showing his war side to her as she began to realise what she was doing was wrong.

She looks at him, realising he's physically trying to defend himself from her, his words get through to her head, she looks at the damage she inflicted upon him and her cousin, she looked at him and knew he was serious, she never saw this side of him before, battle mask formed up, him scolding her and he's NEVER scolded her before which gave her a reality check.

In that moment... She breaks down, tears fall down her face immediately as she dropped the flag of Krypton, blaming herself for New Krypton's destruction.

"It's all my fault, I brought Reactron to New Krypton, I caused it all!!" she shouted through tears, weeping at herself as Y/N's cannon powered down, his battle mask deactivating as he kneels down to her level and pulls her in, she digs her face into his chest as she lets it all out, blaming herself over and over.

"Don't blame yourself my Little Sunshine, none of this is your fault. They played us for fools, General Lane is attempting to wage war to hail himself a War Hero in the Human's eyes, he doesn't care what happens to them ~" he pulled back, looking at the teary eyed Kara as more tears fell down, but he wiped them away with one motion of his thumb - "Someone tried doing the same on Xola, look what happened afterwards... Earth is in danger, Zod and the Military Guild will wreak havoc if we don't stop them... But revenge will not bring back what is lost, you know I've been through that, you're not alone" he assured her as she sniffled and gloomed, looking at him with regret and pain.

She knew he was right, he'd been through war, he's seen death and the destruction it would bring, she knew if they didn't stop Zod and the Military Guild, Earth will be in total chaos and uninhabitable for Human kind, and that revenge won't bring New Krypton back, nor her mother, nor her father.

"I love you Kara, you know I'll never leave your side, no matter happens, we'll get through this loss together, let it fuel our strength" he smiled, wiping away a few more of Kara's tears.

"I love you too Y/N" she responded through a sob, hugging him tightly, not wanting to let go of him... She needed this consolation from him, especially after the death of her birth mother and the destruction of New Krypton

She sniffles a little more before rubbing her arm across her eyes to wipe away the remaining tears after breaking the long, comforting hug, as his words replayed in her head from earlier, of what war did to his world, refusing to let Earth fall the same.

Deep down... She viewed Earth as her home too, though not many wanted her around, she still viewed it as home, thanks to Y/N and her cousin, along with her friends and Earth family.

"Okay. Okay, You're right Y/N ~" she began to get up - "What do we do now?" she asked him, fists clenched.

"We go to Earth and do everything we can to defuse this insanity until we find an answer to all of this, and save lives in the meantime ~" he stood up with her - "As I said before, I won't let another planet go to ruin over a war, a war that can bring chaos and devastation to the Human race, that I swear deep within my soul, will not happen this day, or any other day... They all must be stopped... No matter the cost ~" he clenched his fist as his battle mask activates - "I have a shuttle I can use for transport to Earth, Zod and his forces would have arrived by now, we must make haste!"

They would join the war effort, which during on the way to Earth, the sun would be turned into a red sun with Superman, Supergirl and the remaining Kryptonians, struggle to breathe in space, Y/N managed to save Kal and Kara by bringing them into his shuttle, but the rest? He was too late, he only managed to save a few and that was it.

This managed to enrage Y/N, countless dead for nothing, Kryptonian or not, he knew their deaths were pointless, all to stop Zod and the others though the sun would revert back to normal not long after thanks to Thara-Ak-Var's (aka Flamebird) sacrifice to turn the sun yellow once more.

Once arriving to Earth to stop the war from tearing Earth apart, Kal went to wait for Zod and his followers at Metropolis while Kara and Y/N went to the white house to stop Ursa from killing the US President...

Though Y/N was questioned about almost killing Ursa upon seeing Kara being strangled to death and finding out that it was Ursa who killed Y/N's father during the Kryptonian Invasion of Xola, in a controlled rage, he fought violently against her, like he did during the Xolanian Civil War, she taunted him about his father, which would only prove to be her last, deadly mistake as he was not like the Xolanians she fought before, underestimating him even, before he could pull the trigger as she wanted him to, he stopped himself with the help of the rest of the Super Family that arrived in the nick of time, as this fight quite literally pushed him over the breaking limit, as he was reminded of his time in the civil war. This day changed him forever.

Near the end, Kara would've killed General Lane if both Y/N and Lois hadn't intervened, though he killed himself in the end rather than face justice for his crimes.

A funeral would be held for those who died on New Krypton, a Kryptonian flower was placed on its remains as a teary eyed Supergirl would fly off and arrive back on Y/N's shuttle, embracing him once more...

"Let it all out, let it all out" he cooed, hugging her tightly as she wouldn't let go of him again... If she was going to grieve, he wouldn't let her grieve alone.

After all of that? Kara and Y/N's lives had changed forever, she would stop being Supergirl at one point, going Linda Lang full time, ditching her birth name: Kara Zor-El, though both Lana and Y/N convinced her to pick up the mantle of Supergirl and Kara Zor-El again upon the threat of Bizarrogirl.

She admitted to miss flying and carrying Y/N when she flew around Earth, it was something rather special for the both of them.

Posing like her cousin once did - "Okay, I gotta admit...

...I missed this"

(A/N: Does anyone else find this part of the comic pretty cute when she poses like that? She's such a bean in the New Earth comics at times, literally my favourite incarnation of the Maiden of Might, the Girl of Steel and I... L O V E it, plus... I honestly just wanna hug her so bad, she's been through so much pain as it is and I feel so bad, if only I could give her a hug to tell her it's alright. Believe it or not fellow readers... I refer to her at times, especially with pain and loss, feeling like an outsider to the world because you're different than everyone, and they pick on you because you're different, especially since I'm Autistic. Without her? Without Kara Zor-El/Supergirl? I don't even know where I'd be right now)

She missed being Supergirl, she missed saving lives, kicking ass and taking names and she was happy to pick up the outfit again.

After so... She agreed to take Y/N flying once more.

"I missed taking us up here" Kara said while looking up toward the sky, taking herself and Y/N up into the clouds.

"I did too, this is where we had our first kiss believe it or not" he chuckled, Kara looked at him and could only smile at the sudden call back of a memory.

"I've never stopped thinking about that, which reminds me" she giggled as she drew her face closer to his, connecting her lips on his no long after, sharing a deep kiss as Kara remained stationary above the clouds, holding her one true love.

"I love you so freaking much y'know that?" Y/N murmured, making the Girl of Steel giggle as she stole another kiss from him.

"I know... I love you more than anything in this world Y/N ~" Kara spoke through the kiss, breaking it to speak more clearly so she could speak with to her heart's intent about him - "thank you so much for being there for me when I needed it most, I don't know where I'd be without feeling your touch, to hear your voice, your heartbeat, to see your presence and when you're not around, I try to listen for your heartbeat, and I worry so much when I can't hear it because I'm not whole without you, I'm not myself... I'm so lucky to have someone like you who loves me the same, who I can always wake up beside and see your eyes the first thing in the morning... You're like... The Sun to my Flowers, the Yin to my Yang, my Badass Warrior, because I adore you" Kara smiled as brightly as she could with her boyfriend grinning at her statement, which resulted in them kissing deeply once more, as the stars and moon shined bright like a diamond, setting up the perfect scenery for the two love birds.

She still blamed herself for New Krypton's destruction and even dreamt of being back on it, Y/N would deny that it was her fault, though she didn't want to admit it... She knew he was right, it wasn't her fault still, but to use that memory to keep moving forward, knowing that's what Alura and Zor-El would want her to do.

she felt so lucky to have someone like Y/N by her side, she felt special to him and that's all that mattered...

(Legion of Superheroes... Again?)

At this point in time after the whole Bizarrogirl situation was dealt and heading out of Bizarro-World with a rocket ship and ultimately for Kara, she... AGAIN, went to the future.

But this time, it wasn't the 30th century she was familiar with and she wasn't alone, Y/N was with her still after the Bizarro-World situation, The Legion welcomed the two in, Kara decides with Y/N agreeing to stay in the future and work for the Legion for a while, both given a Legion Flight ring but he didn't use it, he had other alternatives.

Kara would visit the Superman Museum with her boyfriend, where she finds out how she dies, facing off against the most powerful threat in the entire universe, the Multiverse to be exact, the threat isn't revealed but she has a sense of what it could be, she doesn't tell him this but finds out either way, promising she won't die alone, he'll be there with her.

They both would be interrupted by Satan Girl, an Alien Death Goddess that was drawn to Earth when Brainiac-5 experimented on a statue offered up to her. Together with Brainy, they put a stop to Satan Girl, even going as far as going back within the timestream to stop her.

Not long after, Saturn Girl, Lightning Lad (who made a friend in Y/N and give Lightning Lad the nickname: 'Sparky'), Cosmic Boy and Brainiac-5 would bring Supergirl and Y/N back to the present, where Kara revealed to her boyfriend that - "This is the happiest I've been in years, I love going on these types of adventures with you, it's something... Different for us, and I love it" she would kiss him, before flying up into the portal with carrying her one true love. Saturn Girl would wipe Kara's knowledge of knowing how she died, along with Y/N's knowledge of knowing it too.

Both Supergirl and Y/N would go back to the future sometimes, to help the Legion with any issues but one of them... Wasn't a pleasant day to visit... For both the love birds.

Unfortunately... Lightning Lad would die due to his heroic sacrifice, both Kara and Y/N showed up for the funeral.

"Sparky, you are amongst the bravest of us all, I wished I would've been there to fight side by side with you as you reminded me of another back on Xola, If I could give my life to bring you back, I would... But... You deserve to rest, you need it... As a wise spokesman said... Till All Are One" he gave a speech to his friend, which moved the hearts of many that were there for the funeral, Kara would give a similar speech too.

(Their War, Our World)

(A/N: This is a huge Transformers reference I just dropped, holy moly this phrase 'Their War, Our World' hasn't been used in years and I mean all the way back in 2007, I wish we could go back to witness it all over again)

(PS: I might make a full out story out of 'Their War, Our World', but what do you think? Should I do it at some point in the near future?)

Months would pass by along the way, Kara would join the new Justice League of America with Wonder Woman's vote to allow her to join, also allowing Y/N to join not long after though he wasn't very sure at the time but... He couldn't resist when Kara urged him to join up, even going as far as putting on her puppy dog eyes to convince him which worked...

All the way to the formation of the Supermen of America where Kara was the founding member of.

It was also occurrent that a Multiversal event happened where heroes and villains alike from different timelines, continuities, universes all grouped up since the entire Multiverse was threatened by one entity and its own army, this entity had a thousand names, it spoke with many voices but it only spoke one name...

And its goal was to Shape the entire universe... Which would've ended everything at once.

It was not recorded of what exactly happened, but the only thing that came out of it... Was that Supergirl survived... Xolanian Y/N's Supergirl lived, though it was said that she would die within her timeline but... sometimes... Fates can be broken.

At least two months after the huge event that transpired, Y/N would receive an unexpected recorded message, from an old friend and leader of the Xolar Resistance - Hyrix Maximus.

"Y/N, I pray this message reaches you, though the war rages on, not all hope is lost, we now have the means to revive Xola and turn the tides of the war, if you hear this message, I have a new task for you, establish a base on Earth in secret, so we can rebuild and return home to retake what was lost, stay safe solider... I am coming"

This message raised hope of seeing Xola thrive once more and hearing that Hyrix Maximus was alive and still leading, had reversed his thoughts that the war was lost but not over yet or that he was the last of his kind.

Kara intrigued to help him complete his new task of establishing a hidden base, though she feared that another New Krypton situation would happen, he assured her it won't, though he also had fears the warwould be brought here to Earth as they didn't need another alien war happening on Earth again.

She was happy to know that his planet would have life thrive again, but she felt... Saddened about it, knowing he would be leaving Earth to go back to Xola when the civil war ends.

As stated, he wanted Kara to go there with him, to see it's full restoration though she wasn't entirely sure as she wanted to stay on Earth, she felt gloomy about him possibly leaving Earth for good, which resulted in her having a nervous breakdown over, she got over it quick with her two of her best friend's help being Cassie Sandsmark and Stephanie Brown, but they never told Y/N about it.

Soon after with the arrival with Hyrix Maximus and the Resistance, it brought unwanted attention to Earth as Y/N feared.

The US government along with the President were warned of this immediately, more aliens arriving to Earth, bringing even more chaos but if it wasn't for Y/N's words, the Xolar Resistance would have Humans targeting them too, Hyrix Maximus and the Resistance had to reveal themselves to the public and speak with the President in person, showing they aren't the ones to fear but the Releimors are, their sworn enemy.

"Our greatest warrior, scout and good friend Y/N, filled me in with the details of what has happened on planet Earth recently, we know you have all just gotten out of an invasion from the Kryptonian Race and though we have a history with them, I am more than proud to call the Kryptonians that defend Earth, 'ally' in this current situation, our civil war has lasted for centuries. Our planet, Xola, had become uninhabitable for all of our kind, forcing us to journey throughout the stars where our war would rage on throughout the cosmos, we lost contact with Y/N during the final days of Xola, where his pod would land on Earth, where he presumably lived amongst you all for some time, I know he has been defending your planet for quite some time now but with the threat of our war coming here to Earth? I cannot imagine pulling you all into our war, the Releimors had detected our ship upon arriving to your galaxy and gave chase until it was too late for us to detect them... We will do our best to protect your planet, amongst the new allies we have met"

The war continued for some time on Earth, the government set up a conjoined team of the Xolar Resistance and Team ETN (Extra-Terrestrial Neutralisers) to fend off this new threat with the help of the Supermen of America and the New Justice League.

Y/N got himself back into a bitter rivalry with someone who was his equal named Araxis, a foe who tried many times to get in his head by taunting him about his new friends... Including his girlfriend.

There would be a point where Y/N was injured severely during a 1 vs 3 as backup was on the way, he fended off as hard as he could but it was all he could handle, being tossed around, getting his mask shattered, impaled by blades. Before his fate could be sealed, it was Supergirl who saved him with the Supermen of America and his old squad called Squadron Elite, a group he once commanded.

Despite being injured, he wasn't allowed to fight on the front again till he was 100%, at this time, during this time, Kara would mostly stay on the Xolanian Ship codenamed 'Ark' where the injured Y/N was. There... She met a Xolanian friend through Y/N named Caria.

When it came to the time of his condition being cleared, Kara wanted to have a chat with him about Xola, wanting to know if he was really thinking of going back.

"Hey..." Kara called out from leaning against the medical bay door as one of the Xolanian doctors cleared him for duty.

"Hey Sunshine" he smiled as the doctor would leave the room on par with Y/N's request to leave them for 5 minutes or so.

"I wanted to know if... It's true" Kara asked as she fidgeted with her cape nervously.

"What's true?" he asked her with an eyebrow raised.

"If.... If you're really going back to... To Xola after this" she asked with her head down, her voice turning gloomy and sorrow.

"Kara, who said..." he stopped himself as Kara looked back at him with a somber facial expression with her eyes beginning to water.

All he could do was chuckle a little at Kara's silliness, tears began running down her face, she was in a gloomy state about it.

"Oh Kara, come here" he extends his arms out to her as she immediately hugs him tightly, her arms wrapped around his as she sobbed quietly.

"I d-don't want you t-to go" she wept, digging her face into his chest as he chuckled silently at her.

"Don't be silly Sunshine, who says I'm going back?" he asked her, he couldn't stop smiling at how silly Kara was being but he knew she must've had a nervous breakdown over this and never told him.

"You're going b-back aren't y-you?" she once again sobbed into his chest.

Y/N began running his hand through Kara's hair, keeping his smile as he comforted her, her continued sobbing was enough to make him realise she was upset about it, yes he was thinking of going back but after much clear thought of leaving Earth, of leaving everyone he knew behind, of leaving Kara Zor-El behind? He knew he couldn't live to bear with that.

Before he could make his decision final, he spoke with Hyrix Maximus and a few others, knowing if he could go back at any point but not to stay but to simply visit, and it was given the green light, knowing he could bring anyone with him as the atmosphere could fit Humans.

It brought him to this moment, consoling his crying Kryptonian girlfriend, his Ball of Sunshine.

"Kara, don't be silly okay? I'm not going back to stay" he replied after a minute with a chuckle, her ears perked up at this as she looked up at him.

"Wh-What? You're... You're not going?" she sniffled, in a look of sorrow.

"Yes, I'm not going back to stay, I'm staying here ~" he wiped away a dried tear on her cheek - "with you and the others, and I now know what you mean about you not being whole without me, I don't even know what I'd do without you ~" he smiled at her, wiping away another tear off her face with his thumb, caressing her cheek - "Kara Zor-El you Adorable Bean, Ball of Fluff, my Ray of Sunshine... I. Adore you" he finished, pulling her into a deep kiss as she wrapped her arms around the crook of his neck.

"I adore you too, Badass Warrior" she spoke through the kiss, not letting him go, her mind being brought to ease as she missed his touch...

For the next few months... They have been fighting back the rising threat, eventually ending it with the death of the Releimors' leader, once a brother to Hyrix: Doma-Thrash a power-hungry tyrant.

With the war ended, Hyrix and the remaining Xolanians left for Xola, despite Y/N thinking of going back with them... He promised he'd stay on Earth, with his true love Kara Zor-El/Supergirl, but was always welcomed back to Xola whenever he would visit, especially with guests he would bring with him.

And indeed did he pay a visit to Xola after its restoration, he brought along his girlfriend and a few others (Cassie Sandsmark, Tim Drake and M'gann M'orzz)

Quite say that they enjoyed themselves, learning the many things about Xola and its history.

Kara especially enjoyed herself the most, being empowered by the likes of a blue sun which enhances the Photonucleic Effect on her, making her extremely more powerful than the likes of a yellow sun though she had to be tad extra careful in case she broke something due to her enhanced power.

This definitely helped when Hyrix Maximus called for Y/N's help to find escaped Reileimor war criminals, it was the most fun she's had in a while hunting down escaped convicts of Xola, helping the Xolanian people that day, which would make history as the first Kryptonian to step foot on Xola and help the Xolanians.

Quite say that she felt honoured, knowing she was well liked amongst the Xolanian people which buried the hatchet between the Xolanians and Kryptonians though only a few Kryptonians remain.

(Present Day)

With everything they have all been through, Kara Zor-El and Y/N have never been more than happy with what they have now.

With all their struggles dealt with, the happy moments, the sad moments, the fighting, the tragedies, the death, the deceit, the ups and downs, the blood, sweat and tears... They stuck together.

He was 'The Yin to Her Yang, the Sunshine to her Flowers, Badass Warrior'

And she was his 'Ray of Sunshine, Adorable Bean, Ball of Fluff'

And she couldn't be more happier with him as he was with her.

Their relationship still blooms, their undying love for each other, the way they make each other feel.

It almost felt magical to them, they've both been through so much and it's brought them up to this point in time.

"Quite beautiful isn't it?" Kara asked him, she stared out at the ocean as the sun shined on it, beginning to settle down for the night.

They were currently celebrating Kara's 19th Earth birthday, she held his hand as they both sat watching the calm oceans, the peaceful winds blowing through them as Kara's cape gracefully flapped around softly.

"Yeah it still is... But I got a better sight in front of me" he replied as he looked at her, referring to Kara as she giggled, giving him a peck on the lips afterwards for the compliment.

"I guess you're also a better sight too" she smiled ear to ear before giving him another peck on the lips, resting her head on his shoulder afterwards.

He felt a little nervous, he wanted to ask her something very, VERY important for the longest time, a question he wanted to ask her before Zor-El's death.

He wanted Kara to bring them here to watch the sun set and the calm ocean because this is where their relationship would flutter into something beautiful, where she was learning Earth culture through him, they sat. In this exact. Same. Spot, where he revealed his past, who he was and why he was on Earth.

This spot meant a lot to him, it's where his trust in Kryptonians opened up brightly due to Kara, she was special to him as he was to her.

"Kara... I need to tell you something" he breaks the silence as she looks at him lovingly.

"mmhm, what's up?" she hummed happily, staring at him as she waited for him to answer.

"I uh... Uhm... For the longest time, I never thought I'd be here, right now, with you, watching the sun set and the calm oceans... We've been through so much you and I ~" he started off as Kara listened in what he had to say - "Through all of our struggles, through the blood, sweat and tears, I've never been so happy to have met you, who has changed my life for the better and I believe I've done the same for you ~" he says with some stutters and with a huge smile on his face as she kept looking on with her own smile - "Before, New Krypton's destruction, before Zor-El's death, I asked him and Alura a question, a very important question and I was given the green light" Kara began to get confused at this, what question did he ask them? Why was he given the green light?

"Y/N, what are you trying to tell me?" she chuckled with confusion, she was completely anonymous what he had to say.

"Can you, stand up for me? Please?" he asked her kindly with a warm smile, though nervous, he felt butterflies in his stomach as the question was drawing near.

"Y/N? What's going on? Why are you acting like this??" she asked him curiously and confused as anything, her eyebrow raised up as she giggled.

"I just..." he stopped himself as he laughed nervously, she looked completely worried for him as he was acting quite odd, but laughed with him.

"I don't know why you're acting like this but..." she stopped herself as her cousin appeared along with Lois and a few others of the Supermen of America (Which included John Henry/Steel, Conner Kent aka Superboy, the reformed Leslie Willis aka Livewire and the Super-Chief himself) along with them were her best friends: Cassie Sandsmark aka Wonder-Girl, Stephanie Brown aka Batgirl, and Jesse Quick, Lana Lang, her adoptive Earth mom and Dick Grayson himself aka Nightwing who Kara saw as a brother to herself along with him viewing her as a sister.

"Wait? Uh, what're you all doing here?" she chuckled nervously, she kept her smile knowing all of the people close to her were here.

"Just wanted to see this moment for ourselves too, after all you might want to look back at Y/N, he's got something for you" Lois winked.

Upon hearing this and seeing the general surprise and happiness on everyone's faces, Kara looked back at her boyfriend, only to see him on one knee, holding her hand as he held a special, little box in his hand that was open...

And it revealed a special ring in it, the glistening jewels, Kryptonian made, struck Kara's eyes immediately as she realised what was happening, she looked back up at his eyes, her eyes widening at the realisation, of what type of question he meant.

The one where their relationship gets taken to a new level, beyond boyfriend and girlfriend.

His smile was brighter than before as Kara gasped, her free hand covering her mouth as her eyes began to fill with tears... Happy tears as her heart fluttered and began to race faster.

"I've been waiting... For a l-long time, to ask you this question ~" he said with glee stuttering a little as he couldn't contain his inner joy, looking into Kara's beautiful blue rays as they lit up with tears, falling down on her face - "Kara, you are the most beautiful girl I've ever met, I wouldn't imagine what my life would've been without you by my side, and I wake up everyday thinking about that... I want to spend the rest of my life with you as I have been wanting to ask this very, VERY important question, one year in the making, though Alura and Zor-El are not here to witness this, I know they're watching in Rao's light above, knowing how proud they are of the woman I've known to love has become, who has come a long way ~" he continued as he began to chuckle, Kara began to happily sob at his words, now understanding what he meant by her birth parents giving him the green light ages ago, he wanted to ask her this question on New Krypton - "Kara Zor-El, Linda Lang, Supergirl... I have one question for you... Will you marry me?" he finished off the question, waiting for her to answer as a few sniffles could be heard from Lana in the background, along with Cassie's little sobs.

"Y-Yes... Yes, yes!!" Kara yelped happily through her sobs, she pulled him up for a deep kiss as the two were applauded by the group, happy for the two newly weds.

After the deep kiss, Y/N slid the ring on her finger, knowing it fitted, Kara pulls him in for another deep kiss as they were praised and congratulated by their friends and family afterwards, not only that... Y/N was given a signal watch by Clark, officially welcoming him into the Supermen of America, with Supergirl's request.

Everyone agreed to go back to Kara's apartment, as some other guests would soon arrive for Kara's birthday after the whole busy day of patrolling as their heroic selves.

Even one of the Xolanians who Kara made a friend with named Caria, came to visit, not wanting to miss out on her Kryptonian friend's Earth birthday which was pretty unexpected.

"Caria?! Wasn't expecting you to visit?" Y/N was shocked to see his old teammate from Squadron Elite, the two embracing in a hug afterwards.

"Yeah of course I'd be here dummy! Wouldn't want to miss my friend's birthday" she replied, punching his arm playfully as the door closed behind her after walking in.

Kara heard Caria's voice from across the room and couldn't keep her excitement contained, it was a while since she last saw her.

"Caria!!!" Kara immediately hugged her friend, giggling as she lifted her up with her hug.

"Eh, you can put me down because you're sl-slightly crushing me! ~" she managed to word out, Kara placed her back down on the ground - "I uh... Didn't get you anything though, sorry about that though" she rubbed the back of her neck which Kara giggled.

"It's alright, the best gift is definitely the friends and family you make" she replied, looking back at the packed apartment"

"Well, that makes me feel a bit better and ~" Caria stopped her words for a moment as she noticed something on Kara's finger, a ring - "is that?" she asked, grasping her friend's hand as she looked at it closer.

"Oh, yeah, earlier on, this handsome guy right here asked me a very important question... And I said yes" Kara answered her question, looking right at him as he smiled.

"You're. Getting. Married? You're getting married!?? By the Knights of Xola, you're getting married!???" Caria repeated, hugging her long time friend, congratulating both Kara and Y/N for the announcement.

"Surprise haha, yeah me and my Super-Fiancé here are getting married, we haven't began working on plan for the wedding but... I'm sure we'll figure it all out tonight when everyone's left" Y/N confirmed, holding Kara's hand after Caria breaks the hug with him.

"Wait till I tell your Uncle about this, he needs to hear the news about this!" Caria was already excited upon this.

They all chatted for a while, each and everyone got to talk and congratulate Kara and Y/N on the big moment, a moment one year in the making with Kara boasting with her friends - "Best Birthday Ever!"

When it came to the time for everyone to leave, they said their goodbyes and left, which Kara's apartment slowly began to get less packed than before, eventually only leaving both herself and her new Fiancé alone together as the night sky was filled with the stars and moon.

You both watched a movie together, cuddled up on the couch with a blanket made of Kryptonian fibres to keep warmth, both of you eating a take-a-way of her choice since it was her birthday before eating a bit of her birthday cake as a little treat while watching a movie of her choice.

Streaky, Kara's loveable, adorable orange cat would come up to cuddle in between you two, purring loudly as he was stroked by both of you... Where he would later get off and rest in his bed... Typical cat stuff.

Upon the end of the movie, you looked at your Fiancé, wondering if she liked the ring, after all... It was Kryptonian made...

"So? You like the ring?" Y/N asked her, she looked down at it and couldn't help but smile brightly.

"Yes! I love it so much!" Kara sounded like a little girl before hugging her now Fiancé, the two sharing a kiss afterwards.

"It's Kryptonian made, had it made within the Fortress of Solitude believe it or not, with your cousin's permission of course" Y/N spoke after pulling back as Kara glanced at the ring with a huge grin on her face.

"Out of everything? This is probably the best gift I've gotten ~" she couldn't stop smiling at the ring, the jewels perfectly crafted, Kryptonian jewels shining bright in her eyes... It was perfect - "But... I think the best gift overall... Is you" Kara looked at her Fiancé with a big smirk, giggling at the thought.

"Aww Baby, I'm touched" he clutched at his heart, flattered by the compliment as the two giggled afterwards before kissing deeply.

Kara's hands move up his shirt, feeling his soft skin in her hands as they move up to his chest inside his shirt meanwhile his hand slowly move down to her thigh as his other caresses her cheek, both smiling as they touch each other and their lips connecting in fruition.

"I have an idea where we could have our wedding day" Y/N spoke through the kiss, slowly pulling back.

"Where? Xola maybe?" Kara guessed as Y/N's eyes slightly widened.

"How'd you know?" he asked her with a chuckle, surprised she guessed what he was thinking.

"two minds think alike, I know how you think babe, it's not hard" she winked, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

"I guess you can, could be one of your secret superpowers" he winked back, a giggle escaping Kara's mouth before engaging in another kiss, expected to just be a quick one.

But... Kara wouldn't stop, she inherently kept going, pushing herself into his lips, engaging in a tongue dance with his, moaning ever slightly as she began to get on top of him upon removing the blanket they had, she began kissing down on him.

Y/N's hands were placed on her swaying hips, grinding on his growing bulge which made him groan a little at her effort, her tongue dominated his, winning the tongue battle as she kept grinding on him.

"Oh fuuuck" Kara breathed out as she pulled back, the two breathing heavily with a string of saliva keeping them connected.

Y/N looked deep into Kara's eyes, she was filled with a hot sensation, something he hasn't seen from her since she rocked his world ages ago, it has been so long since they did this.

"Wow Sunshine, that was... Unexpected" the man smirked with a chuckle escaping from him, Kara let's a cute giggle escape from her throat with a grin, going back in to continue where she left off, this time with her hands slowly going back up his shirt, feeling his smooth body, turning her on as she continued kissing him and grinding on his manhood through his pants.

"Can I rock your world again?" Kara whispers, he never heard that in a while, she was filled with lust he hadn't seen in ages.

"Well Kara? You can rock my world any day, my Super-Fiancé" he smirked before pulling her into a deep kiss, his hands ran down her body, making her moan quietly with ecstasy, getting turned on even further as she ran her hand down into his pants, getting a good grip of his growing bulge which resorted to him groaning her name into her ear and she missed it when he would do it.

But then she stops and pulls back with a smirk, getting off of him and the couch, walking over to a safe area.

(Smut incoming!)

She then winked and disappeared in a blur before returning as Supergirl, resulting in making him smile as her hands were on her hips, a smirk growing on her face - "Figured I'd get in uniform for this ~" Y/N noticed she wasn't wearing her skirt, showing her underwear as she suddenly appeared in front of him, climbing on top of him and getting to his level to make their faces level up with each other - "What was it you said earlier on? My Super-Fiancé? You're damn right I am" she giggled before kissing him deeply as she grinded on his bulge, making him groan again.

Their tongues battled for dominance once more as his hands reached for the glyph on her crop top, where he squeezed her breasts as she moaned his name as she kept grinding until his hands then went to her ass, massaging them next as she moaned a second time, loving the feeling of his hands on her little ass, she stops grinding on him as this gave him the opportunity to slide his hand down her underwear to then rub her clit softly and slowly, making her moan in ecstasy.

She rocked her head back, biting her bottom lip as two fingers went up in her clit.

"Oh Y/N yes!" she moaned softly, as his fingers explored the cavern, slowly wagging his two fingers inside as they both stared into each other's eyes next.

Kara's mouth was wide open, letting out a few moans before they were silenced by a deep kiss from her partner, then went for her neck, kissing and surprisingly leaving hickeys afterwards, despite her skin being impenetrable

He kept it going with the motion within her clitoris, as the vaginal walls began to get a little tighter and wetter by every minute that passed, he wouldn't stop till he felt bumpy in her clit and then proceeded to play with that, knowing exactly what it was.

"If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum! ~" Kara moaned out, prompting him to continue a little longer, her moans getting louder and louder till she was brought to orgasm - "Ohhh yessss!! Fuck yesss!!" she shouted in ecstasy as she orgasmed, which the force of her shout knocked over a few things within the apartment, even scaring poor Streaky from his sleep.

His fingers exit her entrance and are brought out to Kara where she sucked on them to taste her own fluids.

After things calmed down and another deep kiss, she got off of him and immediately began pulling his jeans and underwear off with incredible strength where her face would be hit by his cock.

She smirked while looking at it, hungry to suck on it, lick it, anything she could possibly do with it, making her lust grow bigger.

"Can I?" she asked him kindly, he nodded at her question as she would giggle afterwards.

Her eyes couldn't stop staring at it before she took a long lick up the shaft, before doing it again, again and again, then using her hand to stroke it gently with swift movement, up and down, up and down, slowly and smoothly.

She lived to hear your groans and moans, it filled her with determination, confidence, making her even more hornier as your moans and groans.

The Kryptonian stopped stroking and used her own spit to lubricate it before beginning to suck on it, slowly bobbing her head to get used to the taste again, since she hadn't sucked it for a while, moving her golden hair to one part as she continued her work.

"Oh Kara, by the Golden Light" Y/N groaned in ecstasy, rocking his head back on the couch as she did her job to please her new Fiancé, using her tongue to swirl it around his tip, she kept going and going.

A little pop sound was heard which was the sound of his cock leaving her mouth, using this opportunity to lick his shaft again from the bottom to the top, pleasuring him more.

She then giggled before going back to sucking again, starting off slow again but as time went on... It got faster, and faster, and faster... She began to gag on his cock, hitting the back of her throat as she bobbed her head with quickness which was making him squirm a little.

"Kara..." he couldn't get his other words out, the pleasure was too much for him to speak but luckily, she stopped before he could get close to blowing his load inside her mouth.

"That tasted so good ~" she licked her lips, tasting the pre-cum along with giving his shaft one last lick - "I think it's time we went to the next step" she smirked before getting up to his face and kissed him deeply again, making out as she slipped off her panties, beginning to massage her wet pussy.

Y/N stood up and allowed her to position herself on the couch, where her cape covered her ass - "oops sorry hehe" she giggled, moving her cape out the way to show off her ass, swaying it in the air for him to look at.

"You are gorgeous, you know that?" Y/N flirted, fuelling Kara's needs for his compliments, making her all flustered and the evermore hornier.

She giggled cutely, still swaying her ass till it hit her partner's thighs, his cock resting on her ass.

"C'mon put it in ~" she begged, looking right back at him as she laughed in a pleasant manner, she jiggled a little before he gave in, aiming his cock for her pussy just to tease her a little bit more - "Oh stop it! Stop teasing me!" she moaned, cutely giggling afterwards before feeling his tip at her entrance, her eyes widening as it slowly entered inside her pussy.

"Oh I missed that feeling" Y/N moaned, rocking his head back as her vaginal walls wrapped around his cock, slowly thrusting in and out.

Kara's moans were as soft as a blanket, as she felt his shaft slip in and out, in and out, over and over again, she balanced herself with her hands on the couch, her cape beginning to sway a little as he kept thrusting slowly.

"Go a little faster" she begged, biting her bottom lip again as her words fell on his ears, his cock began to slip in and out a little faster than before, picking up to a normal set of pace as more moans escaped the Kryptonian's mouth.

She closed her eyes, biting her lip a little harder, enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her.

The couch's legs began to make a noise as you picked up speed - "go faster Y/N, faster and harder" she begged once more, his thrusts picking up more speed before his thighs would start clapping off of her ass.

"Oh Rao yes! Oh. Fuck. Fuck! Yes!!" Kara moaned with hedonism, combined with your groans and in-between breaths, her tongue stuck out as you picked up even more speed, going in and out faster, and faster, and faster.

Grabbing a part of her cape, pulling her back and up a little as she began to giggle in pleasure - "Oh grabbing my cape now huh? You kinky fuck" she talks dirty, smiling hardly and laughing with indulgence

The couch began to move a little, scraping off the floor as the legs began to wobble, Kara began moaning pretty loud as the thrusting continued.

Her vaginal walls began enclosing on his cock, his tip hitting the G-spot.

"Oh fuck!! I'm gonna-I'M GONNA CUM!!!" she shouted as more speed began building up.

Kara let go as she powerfully orgasmed which everything within the apartment began to shake, even the table began moving a little, pictures were knocked off tables and the walls, the TV on the unit moved with Kara's powerful, uncontrolled orgasm and the couch was beginning to break before... *SNAP! CRASH!*

The couch's legs snapped in half, resulting in Y/N crashing into Kara as she finished her orgasm.

Despite the mess they just made of the apartment, they didn't care if things were broken or knocked over, all it mattered now was that he needed to get to orgasm.

"Let's take this to the bedroom" Kara suggested through her in-between breaths.

Immediately, she brought you to the bedroom, where the fun would continue, dumping you on the bed as she climbed on you, guiding your cock into her entrance.

"Oh fuck!!" Kara groaned as it entered her wet entrance, using her hips to slam down on his cock, bouncing up and down, up and down, not stopping till he had to orgasm, that was her mission now.

"How close are you?" she asked through a moan.

"Close" he groaned out, she kept bouncing up and down, over, and over again.

Rocking her head back, she began massaging her breasts through her crop top before lifting it up, revealing them as they bounced with her.

The Kryptonian moaned a few more times before laying down on his body, her face levelled with his as they began to make out, bouncing her ass on his cock as they both moaned and groaned through the kiss.

"Oh Kara, I'm..." he gave her the hint as he was ready to blow his load finally, she kept bouncing and using her hips to give herself an advantage before...

She felt his cock twitch, his hot load spewing up inside her as she moaned with satisfaction, crashing down into his body as the orgasm continued, both breathing hard, panting like they ran a huge marathon across the entire galaxy.

Her hair was messy, their bodies stuck together like glue, Kara looked at her Fiancé, getting his attention to kiss him deeply before getting off of his cock.

"That. That's the most fun I've had in a while" she giggled, staring down at him lovingly.

"Yeah... That was... An experience... I haven't had in a... Long time" he replied, out of breath.

The Kryptonian could only smile as she got out of her outfit, hanging it up in her closet, changing into her pj's as her Fiancé got up, slapping on a new pair of boxers to jump into bed with his smiling true love, thinking back to her powerful orgasm.

"What powerful orgasm that was huh?" he thought back at it, smiling at her.

"I had a fear that would happen but... It felt so good!" she said with satisfaction, cuddling into him after taking off her engagement ring, placing it at her bedside table for safe keeping.

"I could tell" he kissed her on the head as the latter giggle with each other, kissing straight after.

"Y'know? Where'd you think we'll have our honeymoon?" she asked him curiously, changing the subject.

"Hmm... We'll have it on Earth, recently looked into a place" he responded to her.

"Ohhh, what place?" she got excited, looking right up at him.

"It's a surprise ~" he told her, as she pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes next to try persuade him into telling her - "Okay, okay, you can stop that, It's Peru" he chuckled.

"Peru? Sounds lovely, been there a few times during my flights around the world" she smiled, feeling happy with her victory of persuasion.

"I bet you have" he chuckled in fruition with her giggle.

You both looked into each other's eyes and only saw love in them, her love for you is like a flame that can't be snuffed out, your love for her is like an undying flower, always getting taken cared of with water and sunlight, showing your undying love for Kara Zor-El, Linda Lang, Supergirl, the girl you've known to love and spend the rest of your days with, devoted to each other and loyal to one another.

"I love you" Y/N said with glee, smiling into her blue rays.

"I love you too" she giggled, deeply kissing him on the lips before resting her head on him as the both shut their eyes, knowing what's to come next.

And they couldn't be more happier to spend their future... Together.

As The Yin to Her Yang, and her as His Ray of Sunshine...

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Wow.... That was a very long one don't ya think?

Yeah this took me ages to write out, put a lot of work into it and such, along with reading through the all the New Earth comics again, kinda wish DC would go back to the New Earth universe, though Flashpoint happened, maybe there is an alternative timeline where Flashpoint never happened... Maybe...

But yes, I hope you enjoyed this because I had a blast writing this all out.

This Imagine was released on Wattpad first (If you read my last post about it, more details are shared there) and I brought it here, with some minor differences with my Author's Notes/A/N)

Take Care and 'Til All Are One

-J

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vineofroses · 4 months

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Seven Sentence Sunday

But this is way more than seven sentences. I have started a swimming AU for Red, White, and Royal Blue. this will be interesting because I've been wanting to write about swimming for so long (but in like, a TV show format) but now I'm like, just write a fic about it. I was a competitive swimmer for 9 years, it's time to trauma dump! lol 😭😭😭😭

Every breath tastes of fire.

Head down, another stroke, and the water, despite its natural state, turns into a brick wall he’s struggling to break through.

He tries to get his rhythm back — butterfly has always been his best stroke — but it’s impossible to feel it past the numbness spreading through his arms and legs.

Stroke, stroke, breath. Stroke, stroke, breath.

He’s breathing too much, but even though each breath burns he can’t help but take it. The water feels like it won’t budge; logically, he knows he’s moving but it’s not fast enough. He panics, and loses the rhythm even more.

Stroke, breath. Stroke, breath. Stroke, breath.

Too many, too many, too many, too many, he thinks. Then he takes another one.

He has no idea where everybody else is and that worries him. At the 50 turn, he had Liam in his sights but he’s nowhere to be found now. The last 15 yards stretches out before him.

Head down, he takes one, two, three, four, five strokes and then his hands slam into the wall, the touchpad stopping the clock.

He gasps for air as he lifts his head. Even as he struggles to take air in, the disappointment hits him harder still when he glances at the other lanes. It’s clear that Liam and the others have been at the wall for some time.

He finally looks at the scoreboard, searching for his name. A hand claps him on the shoulder, and a quick “it’s alright, Henry, it was a good race” barely registers as he reads the board:

Lane 6: Fox, Henry; 8; 1:02.93

His stomach drops. A whole second off State qualifying. If this was a regular dual meet, it’d be fine. There would be time to adjust, to work on faster turns, or breath control, or a faster start.

The last dual meet was three weeks ago. Conference, two weeks ago.

State is the end. And he just came in dead last, with a time that doesn’t even qualify him for the race he just swam.

no pressure tagging: @liminalmemories21 @welcometololaland @paperstorm @sznofthesticks @rmd-writes @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-tk @lemonlyman-dotcom

#seven sentence sunday #red white and royal blue

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britswriting · 7 months

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Fallen For You H.S | AU - Six

Fallen For You Masterlist - find description here

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Rancher!Harry x Plus-sized!OC

🦋Delaney🦋

"How's it going with the cowboy?" Wren asked, the two of us sat in the Bunny Pen.

"I think I need to give it up" I confessed, regretting ever throwing myself out there.

I mean, how many times does a guy have to ignore you, turn you down, and blatantly tell you he wants to be left alone before you finally leave him alone.

Wren's eyes narrowed, "You said dinner the first night went well?"

"He doesn't want to be around me" I sighed, "I need to respect his boundaries. If he doesn't want me, I need to leave him alone. Plus, he seems to have the farm stuff figured out" I shrugged, softly petting one of the bunnies that had hopped over to me.

Wrenlynn leaned back on her hands, looking over at me, "I think he's just nervous, Laney"

"Harry? Nervous? Please" I scoffed, Wren grinning at me. "What?" my eyes narrowed, "Why are you smiling?"

"You're so cute, Laney"

"You never say that with intentions of it being a compliment" I stated, already sussing her out.

"Remember all the stuff we used to hear about the Rickman's?" She asked, my head nodding, confused as to what she was getting to. "They're not nice people, Lane. I'm sure coming here, and being treated differently, is a lot to take in. Think about it, you spend god knows how long over there, then come and work for dad. It's hard to change expectations. I already told you he doesn't socialize with the employers. — I'm not saying ignore his boundaries, but maybe.. I don't know, Lane, maybe just approach him with caution? You really like him. You really like him" She repeated, "Unless he's mean to you, show's behavior you don't like, or tells you he doesn't like you.. I think you just need to be patient" She shrugged, falling back against the grass. "Maybe he just needs a friend right now"

"I'm not going to ignore his boundaries, Wren. He said he likes eating alone"

"And yet you've had dinner with him twice"

"Well, not really. He sort've kicked me out; and honestly Wren, I think the first time was a fluke. I think he wants me to leave him alone, and I need to respect that. We can't lose him" I sighed, wishing I could just outright ask if he liked me at all, even if it went nowhere; but the fear of rejection - even at 26, and the likeness of him fleeing was too much of a warning sign that I needed to tread carefully.

"I just think you need to keep shoving yourself at him. Obviously, not in a way that's going to get you hurt, or upset him... but like, be around? Ya know? Befriend the loner" She said with a teasing undertone.

I groaned, feeling like we were going to go in circles.

Instead of replying, I just nodded and sighed, letting the silence fall between us.

All day I had an internal conflict about if I should just pretend Harry never existed, or if I should put more effort into it. It was a blurry line I was dancing on.

I was struggling to find an organic way for our paths to cross, the evenings being the only open area I could mess with, yet he likes to eat alone. So how was I supposed to try and hang out with him?

We're both busy all day long, there is no room for me to wiggle myself into his day even if it was to be his friend like Wren suggested.

"What if I cooked him dinner?" I asked Wrenlynn; following behind her through the market as we accumulated the things off my Grandma's shopping list.

"You threw a whole fit about how he eats alone" She numbly replied, my dreadful sigh making her look at me, "What? It's true"

"But, he can eat alone. I said make dinner. Not eat it with him"

Wrenlynn stopped, turning to look at me, "Delaney, what's the purpose of that?"

"To hang out with him?" I questioned, confused.

I thought that was obvious?

She suggested I be his friend. Isn't this literally her advice?

"Laney, I love you. You know that. I support you being happy, and loved, and successful. I just.. I don't want you to get hurt, okay? I know I was practically shoving him at you, but he seems troubled, Lane. I don't think overdoing it on your end is going to end well for you. Mom likes making dinner, Harry eats it. What's the point of doing all the work to just hand it over? At least mom gets a family dinner. I think you need to be there, but give him space." My face fell, Wren's facial features softening, "Delaney, I want you happy, and healthy, okay? If that's something he can give you, go for it, but don't let him walk all over you. Don't let him use you and don't let your overthinking lead you down the wrong path"

I frowned, "It's just dinner, Wren"

"It always is, Lane. You saw how beat up Morgan was with her ex. I just, I don't want that for you. Just be careful, please?"

"Always am"

We carried ourselves throughout the store when a lightbulb went off in my head.

"Cowboy Casserole" I blurted, Wren turning to look at me, her brow furrowed.

"What?"

"What if I made him Cowboy Casserole?" I suggested, mentally figuring out all the ingredients I'd need.

"How is you making food for him any different than mom making food for him?"

"Because it'd be from mom" I stated the obvious.

"I thought the purpose was to spend time together?"

"God, Wren! Throw me a bone here!" I urged, Wren's eyes rolling.

"You do you, Laney. Just be careful"

"I'm trying here! You said be his friend! Isn't this friendly?" I scrunch my face, frustrated by the whiplash that was my sister.

Her eyes rolled, "You seem like a desperate girl trying to impress a guy with her cooking skills. Being a friend isn't making him a five course meal with the hopes of him eating you out for dessert at the end"

My eyes widened as I smacked her arm, "Wrenlynn! We are in public! I don't need to be the talk of the town" I hissed.

"Chill, no one is around. Plus, you don't like being in the kitchen? Why are you wanting to make him dinner?"

"He needs to eat right?" I shot back, wincing slightly.

"How considerate" She snickered.

We continued walking, collecting our ingredients, and I decided to say fuck it and make Harry dinner anyway.

Who cares how it comes across. He'll at least be fed, which was a rule he made.

I carried my ingredients into the kitchen, seeing the clock read 4:39pm.

Pulling out a pan, I started browning the ground beef, listening to the ruckus that was my family members walking in and out of the house.

"What are you making?" My younger brother Keegan asked, hoping up on the barstool.

"Nothing"

"Doesn't smell like nothing" he shot back, an annoying smirk evident in his tone.

"It's not for you, so it doesn't matter"

"What is it?"

"Cowboy Casserole"

"Oooooo" His voice peaked.

"Don't even think about it" I shot down, draining the grease from the meat before pouring it into a baking pan.

"Why can't I have any?" He huffed, climbing on the chair and leaning over the counter, getting closer to my food.

"Because it isn't for you"

"Then who's it for?"

"None of your business"

"Tell me!" Keegan whined as I pulled out a cutting board to chop up some green beans onto smaller pieces.

"No. Go away" I huffed, rinsing the fresh produce and placing it on the cutting board.

"Since when do you cook?" He asked as I started the chop the green vegetable.

"Don't you have chores to do? Or homework?" I grumbled, sliding the cut green beans into the pan.

"Nope!" He grinned, knowing damn well he was annoying me.

Aren't little brothers great? Sigh.

"Mom's gonna be pissed if your dirty clothes aren't in the laundry room" I reminded him.

Mom hated searching the house for the clothes, so if it wasn't in the laundry room it wasn't getting washed; little younger boys were really bad about doing it until they were almost out of things to wear.

Keegan's eyes widened as he scurried off the barstool, rushing down the hallway.

Ah. Peace and quiet.

I finished adding the cut carrots and the corn; pulling out a can of chicken noodle soup to pour over it when another voice was heard, followed by the slam and rickety hinged storm door.

"God have I had a damn day" Morgan huffed, taking the bar stool that was recently abandoned.

So much for peace and quiet.

"Why? What happened?" I humored, mixing the soup around in the pan before popping open a bag of tater tots.

"What are you making?"

Oh my god

"Nothing"

"Smells weird"

"What do you mean? Mom used to make it"

Morgan's nose wrinkled. "Maybe it's just the pregnancy. It doesn't smell good" She huffed, my eyes rolling. Then leave? "Anyway—"

Morgan proceeded to tell me about how hard it is to do shit whilst you're pregnant, followed by the complaints of doing the simple task of walking. Apparently our driveway was too long.

With the dish in the oven, I cleaned up after my mess just in time for my dad and one of the barn cats to stroll in; my dad covered in dirt.

"I'm showering, no one flush the toilet or use the dishwasher or you're going to be in for it!" He called out, walking down the hallway.

The storm door opened once again; the annoyance that was probably seeping out of me would be a clear warning sign for anyone but my family.

"Whatcha makin' now, Laney?" Wren asked, sitting down next to Morgan whom opened her big fat mouth before I could.

"Dinner that we can't have"

"Ooh" She dragged out, "For the cowboy?"

"The cowboy?" Morgan questioned, my eyes shooting daggers towards my twin sister.

"Laney here—"

"Wrenlynn, shut up" I warned, wanting to smack the smirk right off her face.

"Lane has a crush on the new rancher" She said anyway, my body collapsing against the counter as my arms stretched out and head rested against the cool countertop.

I hate my life.

"Oooo! The guy I had to give dinner to?" Morgan asked, a hum followed up by Morgan.

Can the ground swallow me whole? Surely I've already dug my grave at some point in my 26 years of life.

"You like him, Lane?" Morgan's brow furrowed, judgment evident on her face.

Here we go.

"She's smitten" Wrenlynn egged on, my head whipping up to glare at her.

"Shut up, Wren. It's none of your business. What are you? Twelve?" I snapped; Wren grinning, pissing me off as Morgan continued.

"He didn't seem very nice Lane. I've heard he's very arrogant" Morgan put in her two cents; as if I asked for it.

"What's wrong with having self worth?" I questioned, Morgan's head shaking.

"Having self worth and being full of yourself are two different things. Remember The Housley's talking about how his rate was outrages?! What did dad even pay him to begin with? We're broke as it is. He's just milking us for everything we're worth" She scoffed, clearly having distaste for a man she's never talked to.

"I'm sure he has his reasons, and honestly, he's deserving of it. He knows his worth and he uses it"

"But what about the occasional helping hand? Doing it out of the goodness of your heart? He's greedy Delaney; and arrogant, and quite frankly rude"

"Rude?!" My mouth gaped. Wren watching us like we were the best reality tv show out there.That sneaky bitch. "You delivered food. That's it. You can't take tired for rude. He's not very talkative" I defended, Wrenlynn snorting; my head whipping to face her, "What?" I snapped, before glaring, "You know what, no. Screw you both! I didn't put myself in this situation! Wrenlynn, you're my least favorite person today. I hope mom serves you cold peas and Morgan? Stop fucking judging people based off one interaction" I snapped, quickly exiting the kitchen towards my bedroom.

I heard Wrenlynn yell out, "Gonna need some ice for that burn!" Only making my blood boil even more.

What was their fucking problem?

So what if I liked a guy who maybe can be rude to outsiders; or knows his worth and uses it two his advantage? It's not like they're saints themselves! Who knows why he needs the money. It's not like he's living in a really nice house on his own property! Why is it such a big deal if I make dinner for him? Part of his contract is he has a fresh warm meal each night. He never said it had to come from my mom.

My trickle of tear drops quickly became a full sob as I laid in my bed hurt, overwhelmed, and flat out tired of everyone's opinions.

I'm not a child anymore. I can make my own choices; whether they like it or not.

A knock on my door followed by a whine made me groan, yelling for whoever it is to come in as I wiped at my face.

"Lane?" My dad's voice called out before he walked through the door, Opal right behind him, ready to hop on my bed and provide snuggles. "You're crying pretty hard in here. You alright?" He asked, shutting my door behind him, standing in front of the closed door; a look of concern searing into me.

"I'm fine" I mumbled, accepting Opal's love and affection.

"Would you like to talk about it? Maybe vent? I can offer some possible solutions if you want?" he offered, my head shaking. "Alright. I'm sorry you're upset, honey. My ears are always ready if you need to talk, okay?" He reminded me and I nodded, hiding my face in my beloved Bernese Mountain Dogs fur.

"I love you" I murmured into Opal's neck, running my hands through her thick fluffy black fur. "I know, you hate seeing me sad" I giggled, feeling her warm wet tongue lick against my skin. "You're such a good girl" I sighed, staring into her beautiful brown eyes. "If only animals could talk. I'd have so many more friends"

Opal was getting older. She's a retired working dog; she helped pull carts on the farm, helping us transport stuff. With her old age came medical issues which contributed to her lack of energy, so for the best interest in her, she is now simply a family bet who loves to be a rug on your floor, steal scraps you may have dropped whilst cooking, and offers the best hugs whenever you're feeling down.

She truly was one of my favorite dogs, and it saddens me to think about losing her.

Eventually the timer rang and I grudgingly got out of my bed, pulling out the hot casserole to let it cool.

Am I crossing boundaries again? Is this a bad idea? Am I chasing him away?

"What did you make Lane?" Grandma asked, opening the fridge and pulling out a covered bowl.

"Cowboy casserole?" I stated, although it sounded more like a question as I prepared for 20 questions.

"Sounds yummy. Wasn't your mom and dad doing steaks? Did the plans change?" She asked, reaching up to fix her headband that held back her short, fluffy, silver hair.

"No, they're doing steaks. I uh, need to just um.." shit, how to I tell her I need to take this to Harry without telling her I need to take this to Harry?

"Are you joining us for dinner?" She asked, ignoring my stumbling.

"I um.. yes, I believe so" I stumbled once again.

"Then what's that?" She nodded towards the steaming hot casserole.

Shit. Would Harry have rather had steak? He would've, wouldn't he.

"Oh um.. just uh.. meal prepping for this week ya know? Busy helping Mimi. Gotta make sure we have something grab and go" I lied straight through my teeth.. or did I?

Should I just deliver the steak and potatoes to Harry?

"That's smart. Your grandpa used to do that. He hated packing lunch" She chuckled, a soft smile filling my cheeks.

Grandma doesn't talk about Grandpa very often. Especially when they got divorced, but ever since he died, he's become a sore, sad topic; so I welcomed the topic with open arms whenever I could.

Dinner time rolled around; my dad bringing in the freshly grilled steaks as Morgan, my mom and grandma finished up on the sides.

"I'll dish Harry's plate in a moment, Delaney" Mom informed, Wrenlynn quickly chiming in with the fact of "Laney made him dinner", mom looking up from the cutting board, questioning me.

"I um.. burned it. Steak's fine"

"See! I told you you can't cook" Wren laughed, chin quivering a little as I nodded.

"I uh — yeah. You were right" I muttered, watching dad place a steak on the white plate, followed by mom adding sides and a napkin; sending me on my way.

Since when did I become the designated delivery service? Not that I'm complaining..

I knocked on the door, staring at my sneakers when I heard an "It's open!" yelled from the other side.

God damnit.

I was really hoping I could just hand the plate off and be on my merry way.

Shuffling inside, I gently closed the door behind me and just stood on the welcome mat; not wanting to take off my shoes.

"I uh.. have your dinner?" I stuttered, huffing at the fact I could hear my voice wobble.

He's just another person, Delaney. He has to eat too.

"Sorry" Harry said, walking out of the bathroom in dark sweatpants and a red tight t-shirt. Water droplets from his hair fell onto the fabric covering his shoulders, Harry running his fingers through it before looking over at me — our eyes met, then the plate.

"You're here" He stated, licking his lips.

"I am" I nodded.

"You weren't here the past few days" He continued, to which I nodded again; not offering a deeper explanation.

"Your dinner" I held out the plate, Harry's brow furrowing before he relaxed his face, taking the plate and sitting down.

He looked back at me as he sat, lips pursed, picking up his knife and fork.

I guess I should go.

I turned on my heel, twisting the knob when I heard; "Why?"

What?

I looked over my shoulder, "Why, what?"

There was silence for a moment.

"Why weren't you here?" he finally asked.

"You said you wanted to be alone" I stated the obvious, confused why we were doing this song and dance.

Doesn't he want to eat his dinner in peace like he asked? Shouldn't I be leaving now?

"I said I liked eating alone" He corrected, my shoulders dropping in defeat.

"Why is that?" I questioned, rocking slightly on my feet.

"Why is what?" he hummed, taking a bite of his steak.

Alright, this is getting annoying.

"Why do you like eating alone?" I asked in my best — my patience isn't running thin —voice.

He just stared at me. Blank stare. No emotions or thoughts behind those beautiful green eyes.

A few seconds passed and I turned around, opening the door, expecting him to stop me; but he didn't. He let me walk out the door.

I walked back into the kitchen, racing thoughts of what could possibly be through his head getting drowned out by the conversations my family were having, already eating.

"Did he say if it was cooked how he liked it?" Dad asked, my head shaking, "Ask him when you see him next, please"

"Why can't you ask him?" I snapped, taking my seat at the table.

Dad's head tilted, "Because I'm going out of town tomorrow morning"

"Out of town? For what? What does that mean for all the chores—"

"We hired Harry for that reason, Delaney" He interrupted.

"No. We hired him to help us. Not take over. What about your jobs?" I asked, my mom side eyeing us before continuing her talk with Grandma, Wren and Mimi.

"Delaney, it's one weekend—"

"We're not the Rickman's!" My voice raised, "We can't do th—"

"Damnit Delaney! It's one weekend! We need the money so we can fucking pay him! I don't know what else to tell you" Dad snapped, everyone going quiet.

"We can't overwork him!" I argued back, knowing that picking up dads slack means even longer days.

Dad took a deep breath, eyeing my mother then looking at me, "It's one weekend. He'll live"

"Does he know that you're leaving?" I questioned, feeling my blood boil. How can he just leave everything to Harry? "What about the hoof cleaning at the neighbors?"

"Yes, he knows; and they've assigned someone else to it for the weekend" He told me, my cheek between my teeth becoming sore from how hard I was biting it.

"So we're losing money there, too? Where are you even going?" I pressed, confused why no one has told me anything. "Is it just you going?"

"I'm going to the homestead near Fawn Lake"

Fawn Lake? That's three hours away!

"For the weekend?"

"For the weekend" He confirmed and I just nodded slowly.

I continued to grill him. Asking how much he's making; to which he said he doesn't know yet since it's hourly. I guess he's doing some sort of maintenance and helping out with a few of their horses. I also asked who all was going. Apparently my dad, mom and grandmother. Which was followed up by, whose cooking? To which Wrenlynn oh so happily piped up to say that I burn things, to which immediately signed her up for the job to which she protested about.

I couldn't help but have this nagging feeling in the back of my head telling me;

He's going to think we're the Rickman's and we're now overworking him, and we can't pay him.

We're fucked.

I laid in my bed after showering, Opal on a pile of dirty clothes on my floor, fast asleep, when my a message popped up from an unknown number

010-342-8759: Where do you keep the toilet paper?

What?

I quickly replied; "Who is this?" watching the three bubbles pop up.

010-342-8759: Harry Styles.

Oh.

OH.

Oh.

Oh my god.

I quickly changed his contact, replying "Toilet paper?"

Harry: I'm out

Me: There's none under the sink in the cabinet?

Harry: No

Me: Oh. Um.. we have some? You can come get some

The three bubbles popped up for a while before a message finally came through

Harry: I can't. I'm preoccupied

Preoccupied? Is he texting me from the toilet?

Me: Preoccupied?

Harry: Bring toilet paper over

Me: Please

Harry:

What?

Me: Say please

Harry: Please.

I grinned, getting out of bed to grab some spare toilet paper, slipping on my flip flops and quickly leaving out the back door, Harlow eyes opening, looking at me.

"Shh" I held my finger up to my lips, slipping out the back and quickly walking down the dirt path to Harry's home.

"Landshark!" I knocked on his door, grinning as I held the toilet paper.

"It's open!" He yelled, welcoming me in.

I walked in, taking in the pull out couch that was made up for bed, the table lamp on next to it; the sheets folded over, appearing ready for Harry to crawl into. His kitchen was clean. Not a dish in sight. I scanned the floor as I slipped off my flip flops; no laundry here.

Either he didn't live here, or he was very tidy.

I looked to my right again, my eyes widening.

"Are you pooping with the door open?!" I shrieked, terrified to walk over there now.

"Toilet paper, Delaney" Harry huffed, and before I knew it, his hand poked out from the door.

Oh my god.

OH MY GOD.

"I uh.. um.. I.. okay" I stuttered, quickly walking over, keeping my eyes on the ground as I shoved the bag into his hand. "I'm just gonna go" I rushed out; wondering what the fuck just happened.

Mental note; Harry needs more toilet paper.

On the side bar.

He poops with the door open?!

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Written on: October 2nd and 7th 2023

Published on: October 8th 2023

Word Count: 3.9k

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missszena · 9 days

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I haven't been able to stop thinking about this since last night. I need to say something about it.

Last evening, at the time of writing this, I was almost killed in a high speed collision on the highway because of my mom's Trump stickers.

I'm unfortunately stuck living in a conservative household due to the fact I'm too broke to afford my own place. I'm a college student surviving off of cheap fast food and forced to hide most of my true beliefs and play along because if I don't then I'll be out on the streets. The one time I voiced my pro-palestine support I was cornered by my mom in my room who wouldn't leave me alone, shaming me and basically implying my jewish ancestors who fled from Poland to the US during the holocaust would be ashamed of me, and when I literally had to shove her out of my room to get her to leave me alone I overheard my grandmother downstairs implying I should be thrown out.

If I don't keep my head down and pretend I'm at least neutral on their conservative ideals I will lose my housing. I won't be able to afford my guinea pig's food and bedding or have a place to keep him. I won't be able to finish college since I wouldn't have steady internet.

Last night, two people followed my mother's car from the city on our drive home from a traveling museum exhibit while making various gestures and yelling their disapproval of Trump (though I couldn't hear it through the car windows I could see it). At first they were just being mildly irritating, preventing my mom from changing lanes by trapping her behind a slower car, and I was about to convince her to leave them alone since they weren't doing any harm.

That was until they attempted to run her off the highway.

They sped ahead of us right into the middle of the road then slammed on the breaks, giving her either the split second window to also hit the breaks or either swerve off the highway/into the slower driver, or collide with them if she wasn't fast enough. Thank every fucking god in the universe she was quick enough to hit the breaks and just barely miss running right into them at over 70 miles an hour.

I could have fucking died because these two people assumed I was also a Trump supporter.

I, a queer person unable to leave a conservative household, could have fucking DIED because I can't get away from my Trumpie family members and they're my only housing (my dad spends most his time out of state).

Please for the love of fucking gods do NOT assume someone's beliefs based on the people they're with. You don't know if that kid with the parent wearing a MAGA hat is someone genuinely being brainwashed into conservative ideals or is stuck in a household they can't get out of. You don't know if that teenager being dragged along to evangelical churches or brought to Trump rallies is there of their own free will or if they just have no choice in going. You don't know if that young adult in the car covered in republican stickers actually supports those ideals or if they're struggling to afford to survive and have no other choice but to put up with conservative bullshit to not end up homeless.

If something goes wrong, like it almost did that day, you could have very well hurt a closeted queer kid, a struggling ally, or turned a potential ally away from you by threatening their life and safety which gives their conservative friends or family "evidence" to point at and say LOOK AREN'T THE LEFT SO AWFUL??? AREN'T THESE PEOPLE THE WORST??? THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO US!!!

This is in no way me saying I support conservatives. I don't. But I support people who can't get away from them either due to their age or the fact its fucking impossible to buy your own house these days even if you aren't also trying to get through college.

Please don't make those assumptions. Please don't let them motivate you to almost seriously harm or nearly kill someone. You don't know who's in the passenger seat.

#important #psa #please read I know its long

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themidnightcrimson · 1 year

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Hiii bringing some Wanda thoughts to the table in these trying times in case anyone enjoys them

For those with a fluff craving I was thinking that now that we know that Wanda can fly imagine casually wrapping your arms around her shoulders and kissing her, she also wraps her arms around your waist and kisses you back, you two start kissing but Wanda loses herself a lil bit much in the kiss that she starts floating without realizing, pulling you up with her. and you chuckle, cos it's def happened before, like 'honey, I know you like my kisses, but you have to put us down'

For the whores tho I offer you this:

Because I know we all in this house got horny seeing Wanda drive her car and would like to be her passenger princess whose thigh she squeezes and rests her hand on 24/7, let's imagine going with her in her car (or Wanda coming over and driving your car which for me is equally as hot like yeah take control of my things and just be pleased to take your pretty gf around) and sucking her cock while she's driving because yes she's wearing the strap, and since she's the one always in charge of the car and keeping you both safe while you're on the road, you want to make her feel appreciated and loved as she sits back and just lets you do all the work. You starting to stroke the bulge on her pants over the cloth, bitting your lower lip with anticipation as you feel Wanda's breath hitch and her hands grip the wheel harder, struggling to keep an even expression. Wanda warning you when you're unzipping her fly "that's not a good idea when i'm driving, detka.", her voice clearly affected, but you ignore her, trusting her driving skills. And while you are rubbing her length and sucking, she curses in sokovian at how good your mouth feels sucking her off (please bear with me, i'm obsessed with the idea of Wanda cursing in sokovian, specially when she's fucking), and tries so hard to keep her eyes on the road and both hands on the wheel. You momentarily remove your mouth from her cock to tease her like "focus love, don't be an irresponsible driver.". Eventually she removes one of her hands and puts it on the back of your head, tugging your soft locks and feeling your movements up and down her cock; gagging rubbing humming sucking, as you take until the very last inch of strap into your beautiful mouth, spreading your saliva all over it and successfully driving Wanda insane. You keep going till she cums in your mouth "fuck. the car princess, i can't- im so close" "keep it in your mouth baby please, i want to come inside" 😩😩😩😩😩 literally moaning between gritted teeth trying with her life to keep her eyes open and the car on the lane 😩😩😩😩😩😩 and when you finally lift your head and lean back on your seat you notice Wanda has left the main road looking for a place to pull over. Once you are there she gets off the car, circle it, open your door and pulls you out to then slam you against the back door. You were already wet from hearing her grunts and moans as you got her off, but then she kisses you, touches you, grabs your ass and your tits, grinds against you, and you're more than lubricated to take her fingers, one hand buried between your legs while the other cups your cheek. She rests her face on the crook of your neck, kissing it and panting against your skin "you wanted me to crash the fucking car, malyshka? is that what you did all of this for?" You come on her fingers and when you think it's over, she turns you around, bends you over the passenger seat and starts taking you from behind, grunting, groaning and spanking your ass until she leaves red marks all over your cheeks. You making very unholy noises and desperately bitting the leathered seat, arching your back even more to give Wanda the perfect opening to fuck you as deep as she humanely could "Wanda come inside me again, please. Please please, I want your cum." She can finally throw her head back heavenly and close your eyes and let herself feel your walls clenching around her. "You're a fucking whore, god. I love it." Gripping your hips and slamming the entire of her cock inside you. "Yes baby, I will fill up that pretty pussy of yours, I promise." And then she comes inside you hips flat against your ass, holding you in place firmly as you take all her cum like a good girl and the nastiest moan ever known to man leaves your lips. "That's it baby, all my cum is yours."

Also this but with Wanda instead of Kara (I'm a huge slut for her too tho) https://twitter.com/Jennywebbynsfw/status/1616865839025688579?t=kFu1yeRJroqM2tm6VwTpvg&s=19

Sorry this was longer than expected hope it isn't too messy to understand I'm sleepy-horny and my brain isn't working too well

OH WOW UH I HAVE NO WORDS BUT I WANNA BE WANDAS PASSENGER PRINCESS SO BAD NOW WNXGWOWBWBWWH

#cancciablood

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pacifymebby · 1 year

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omll i was wondering if u could write about the peaky boys w a makima!reader from chainsaw man, absolutely batshit crazy 💗

Yo okay so i had to check that i knew who this was because i havent watched chainsaw man however, i think i get it. Feel free to tell me if i do not in fact get it haha ❤️

Tommy

🌿 You seem sweet at first, non confrontational, almost mousy? You're always smiling and he only really knows who you are because you're always being mentioned by the mothers on watery lane, the local old men and women, because you're so helpful, always helping people

🌿But Tommy isn't so optimistic as to believe that a person could be so kind without wanting something in return

🌿 he’s not surprised to see your dark side, but he is surprised to see how completely ruthless you are... at first he thinks you’re just passionate about your cause... then he starts to realise its more than that

🌿 you’re heartless, completely murderous... anyone who stands in your way ends up dead and, to make it worse, you fear nothing. Not even Tommy Shelby

🌿 when he realises that all this time you’ve been using him to get to where you want to go, he wants to play the long game, to get revenge... but he isn’t so sure he’s got time to play the long game anymore

🌿 him going 0 to 100 with you, angry, threatening, hand on his gun only to be met with you going 100 - 100000000 on him, a whole new level of insane.

🌿 Tommy has that thing he tells people, that he’s already died once, that he’s already dead... that thats why he doesn’t fear anything or anyone, but you genuinely terrify him precisely because you’re the opposite of that

🌿you know you’re alive and you’re foaming at the mouth with that insane survival instinct, when it comes to kill or be killed you basically invented the term.

🌿 You’d go from lovers to enemies, but painfully, he’d still be in love with the idea of who you once were, who he thought you were, he’d be desperate to believe that he could see you that way again some day, that you’ll go back to being that sweet, seemingly innocent girl...

🌿 but you won’t and the pinnacle of your relationship would be the two of you struggling, guns raised to one another’s head, either you’re going to end up killing each other or fucking each other.

Alfie

🐻 Alfie already has one unhinged-stop at nothing-bloody minded friend, and fuck does he need another

🐻 Like a hole in the head does he need another..

🐻 When he first meets you he senses something off but he can’t quite work it out... the reason for that is that you are too much like him, too much like Tommy, and yet you don’t behave that way at all

🐻 You behave like a good, kind, down to earth, ordinary girl. You behave like a girl who shouldn't be wandering around Camden Town on your own. Which is why he offers his help to you.. why he takes you under his wing.

🐻 Of course, you’d come to Camden Town with the sole purpose of attracting his attention, knowing that the feared old man was known to be a little soft when it came to young women.. a charitable man

🐻 So you’d planned that he would take you in, take you under his wing, help you along in life... thats why you’d gone to Camden, why you’d wandered around on your own, helpless and doe eyed... you’d been hoping to manipulate your way into gaining Alfies trust

🐻 And you succeed, once you’re in you get close to him, you keep up the innocent act, when he talks about bread you make sure he believes that you really think he’s talking about a loaf of bread... you have him take pity on your softness, completely endear him to you

🐻 You probably get into a position where you can play him and Tommy off against one another to destroy them both and take everything they have

🐻 When Alfie finally realises it’s because you lose your temper. You’d asked him for something he couldn’t give you, asked him to do something that wasn’t just “unreasonable but fucking insane sweetheart, thats what that is...”

🐻 Alfie comes in one morning, into his office, switches the lamp on and you’re sitting there in his chair with your fingers wrapped around his gun. You tell him to sit down and this time it’s you thats offering the deal or death...

🐻 He doesn’t know how to respond at first, he can tell by the look in your eyes you’re not the girl he thought you were, that something has snapped in your head. He’s sad! He’s losing a friend, bad blood all over again...but he knows he has to be smart to get out of this one.

🐻 It’ll end up a triangle, you trying to play Alfie and Tommy off against eachother, each of them trying to play you off against the other. Unless Alfie and Tommy work together then they’ve already lost to you...

Arthur

🍂 Poor Arthur would be completely taken in by you, he’d fall in love with you so fast, he’d think you were so good for him

🍂 and maybe you would be... at first. You’d help him with his sickness, with his ptsd, you’d provide him with the support he needed to begin to face his demons and get better

🍂 you’d help him get sober and the Shelby family would be torn. Ada and the younger siblings would probably think you were doing a good thing, that you were a good woman, but Polly would be suspicious and Tommy again, would be asking what you wanted in return.

🍂 he’d even try to trick you, offering you large sums of money to abandon his brother in the dead of night... but you wouldn’t fall for it. You’d be so much smarter than he was accounting for.

🍂 And then one day when the time was right, you’d snap, you’d flick the switch in your brain and rip everything Arthur had worked on, everything he’d managed to take back from himself... you’d rip it away from him....

🍂 and you’d do it for your own selfish but stubborn reasons... you want him to be your own personal fighting dog... you want to break him completely.. if he snaps and relapses he’ll be out of control and so, so, so much worse than he ever was before,

🍂 thats what happens when you show someone the door, give them a light, give them hope and then tear it from them... when the wounds almost healed it hurts more to rip it open, it scars deeper

🍂 he’d be so broken that you’d have complete power over him and you would be able to use him to terrorise Tommy and take over the family..

🍂 the fights between the two of you when he begins to realise what you’ve done to him... the violence, the threats... and of course that deadly combination of love and hatred again

🍂 Because Arthur loves you with the whole of his soul... and now he’s realising that you never loved him at all... he’s wounded and confused but mostly he’s angry

🍂 and maybe you’ve underestimated the monster in him... I can see this ending one of two ways... him strangling you to death in a bitter, coked up rage, then being devastated by what he’s done... Tommy having to reassure him, bring him down, stop him from harming himself. Or you manipulating Arthur into nearly killing Tommy... it would be dark, Tommy having to kill you not knowing whether or not if he does, Arthur won’t kill him.

John

🌼 I think John would be less taken in by you than Arthur, but I do think he’d fall for your sweet, kind girl charms.

🌼 The reason he’d be less taken in would be because he knows how good girls react to the work he does, to the things that happen in his family... and you don’t react like you should at all

🌼 He knows something is off when Tommy comes into the office blood streaming from his chest, you don’t even pale. You smile and offer to help him get cleaned up. You don’t ask any questions

🌼 So John is suspicious, but he wants to see the good in you, so he sticks by you, makes little excuses in his head for why you are the way you are. He manages well, deciding that perhaps you’ve seen lots of blood before, you have brothers who fight maybe...

🌼 Of course you’re not bothered by the sight of blood because it’s usually you drawing it from other people. You’ve stabbed people, strangled people... you’re murderous, lethal and merciless... and the only reason you’re with John is because you have one goal...

🌼 To take everything his family can give you, then get rid of them and, any evidence they ever existed. You’re going to drain them like a parasite.

🌼 You probably fuck your way through the whole family... you’re not even careful... you kind of let John know that you’re fucking his brother Tommy.. there's nothing he can do about it, and it does enough to hurt him that you can control him

🌼 Its when you’re fucking them that you put ideas in their head. You convince Ada to leave Birmingham again, convince Polly that she misses the nomadic lifestyle, the travelling from place to place... You slowly isolate the men from any women in the family who might still see sense... and then you pit the men against each other...

🌼 I can imagine Tommy threatening to kill you, he has you up against the wall with a gun pushed to your throat, choking you with it. You have a gun digging into his stomach, both of you thinking you could fire at any second, Arthur practically foaming at the mouth screaming for Tommy to just fucking do it, and John, coming up behind Tommy, telling him no, “you fucking touch my wife and I’ll see that you die fucking slowly...” you thinking you are winning, that Tommy will put you down, that you will be able to play out your twisted little plan to its end

🌼 but the second Tommy lets you go John shoots you, he’s cold and heartless in the moment, starring into you with empty eyes as you try to beg and manipulate, but you’re so far gone crazy you can’t hide your contempt for him anymore.

🌼 “Know you don’t love me now don’t I, know you never fucking did!” John bitter and spitting as he gets up in your face.

🌼 You daring him to do it, trying to goad him into it, you even put your lips around the barrel of the gun, lick it and suck it trying to outdo him

🌼 But he does do it, he does kill you. I think he’d be so hurt by the way he’d poured his heart and soul into loving you, that it would be the love for you, the you that once was which made him kill you.

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnie is a bright enough lad, but he wears his heart on his sleeve so he’s easy to read, easy to know, easy to manipulate.

🍀 You wouldn’t struggle to tug on his heart strings, you’d be shy with him at first, pretend to be innocent, you'd pretend you were a blushing virginal young girl who’s no evil in her heart at all

🍀 And Bonnie would believe you because he always wants to believe the best in people, always so optimistic.

🍀 Aberama won’t trust you entirely, he’ll be suspicious but not enough to stop you getting close to his son, and he’ll be pacified by the way you do make his son so happy.

🍀 You’re Bonnies number one fan, you cheer for him at every fight, you visit him in the changing rooms before and after... and you place bets on him all the time.

🍀 But you’re only doing this to get close to the Peaky Blinders... Bonnie says he’ll be the most successful boxer in the world one day and he tells you Tommy Shelby is the one who is going to make it happen... so what can Tommy do for you, you wonder?

🍀 Behind the scenes you start tying your strings, manipulating them, devising plans and slowly, slowly getting closer to the Shelby's.

🍀 By playing exactly the same innocent game, you manage to get yourself into Tommy’s bed too, and once you’re fucking the most powerful man in the city, the city may as well be yours.

🍀 You start using Tommy, having him kill your enemies one by one by lying about them, powerful men... you make things up, say they raped you, threatened you, tell him they hurt you... and one by one Tommy makes them disappear.

🍀 The tragedy here is that its Tommy giving the orders, more often than not Bonnie is the one carrying out the orders with his father... risking his life and his soul in the eyes of god, to kill your enemies, whilst you fuck around and humiliate him

🍀 You probably let him know in the most cruel way once you’re done with him... you’d let him walk in on your fucking Tommy in the changing rooms or something, right before a fight he’s supposed to be throwing for the peakys.

🍀 And Bonnie would be angry and humiliated and upset, so he’d throw the fight the wrong way... he’d lose instead of win or win too soon, in the first round, it would be reckless and Tommy would threaten him... you’d watch them fighting and be so amused and entertained.

🍀 Bonnie would be devastated but he wouldn’t be able to take revenge, he’d be heartbroken but, no matter how terribly you’d wronged him, no matter how much it hurt... he wouldn’t want to see harm come to you, wouldn’t be able to kill you. He’d end up chewed up and spat out... and the Shelby's would be threatening to forget him too if he didn’t just accept things the way they were and carry on the same as before,

🍀 He’d try to warn Tommy but Tommy wouldn’t listen, would be too wrapped up in your web of lies... and when it all comes falling down, when you turn on Tommy too.. will Bonnie still be there to help Tommy? I’m not so sure.

Isaiah

🐀 It wouldn’t take much to manipulate him, you’d only have to flirt with him, only have to respond to his charm with charm of your own. You could probably have him in your bed on the first night, addicted and coming back for more within a day...

🐀but Isaiah would be the first rung on your ladder to the top of the Shelby family and you wouldn’t be satisfied until you’d married Tommy and killed him off, taking over the business and family...

🐀 But for now, Isaiah... you’d control him with sex and it would be so easy.... his friends would joke that he’s whipped... they'd have NO IDEA

🐀 you’d use him for your own entertainment too, getting him into trouble, having him start fights purely to satisfy your own bloodlust

🐀 he’s see that you were insane before the others but he wouldn’t do anything about it, partially out of pride, partially out of not wanting to lose you, but mostly because he’s attracted to your unhinged side... he thinks its hot that he’s never sure when you’re going to flip the switch and kill a man

🐀you don’t scare him but its because he’s naive, he doesn’t realise the extent of your madness, doesn’t understand that you’re using him... he just thinks you’re a little wild

🐀he’s always having to talk you down from killing men who piss you off at bars. he’s dragged you away from a bleeding, broken man you’d launched yourself at because “he's in a bar but he ain’t fuckin drinking.. what kind of man...”

🐀and you’ve caused trouble between him and Finn and Michael before... you can’t help yourself, you like to play them off against one another just to see what will happen...

🐀its only when one night you pull your gun on Finn, that Isaiah realises there's a problem, that you're mental... the fact you’d pull a gun on one of your closest friends... and over something as trivial as saying he doesn’t think you’ll convince Tommy to let you do a job for him with the lads.

🐀 its then, when he’s trying to talk you down, that he realises you really are cold, heartless, that you don’t care for anyone but yourself... not even him... when he asks you to put the gun down and you don’t even hear him

🐀he has to pull a gun on you himself... when you relent and smile this wide and sweet smile, you laugh and pass the whole thing off as a joke, but he knows deep down that it wasn’t a joke, you weren’t just messing around...

🐀from then on he’s terrified of you, he doesn’t know how to warn the rest of the family... they’ll think he’s being stupid, scared of a girl...

Michael

☘️he probably thinks he’s using you... you’re this Machiavellian power couple but you’re both using each other, manipulating one another...

☘️for awhile it would work... the two of you managing to fix things within the family, climbing higher as a couple, taking power slowly...

☘️but you’re only using Michael and he thinks he’s using you... so the closer you get to the top the deeper the betrayals of one another cut... you would happily serve Michael’s head on a silver plate to Tommy Shelby in exchange for a little more of the company...

☘️You also want revenge... Tommy has never taken you seriously, what with you being Michaels wife, you’re hardly an important member of the family and you’re married to a traitor...

☘️but you’re determined to prove Tommy wrong about that, you’re worth so much more than he thinks and you’re going to show him that underestimating you is a mistake...

☘️it’s you that lets Tommy know Michael is a traitor, you leave him enough clues that he thinks he’s working it out for himself... and of course, you cover your own tracks too, setting Michael up for your crimes as well as his, and letting other peaky boys take the fall for you too

☘️its a combination of brains, sexual charm and the occasional sudden snap of violence that people begin to fear you

☘️the house staff work it out first, they talk, they know you’re not so pretty and sweet, that you’re villainous...

☘️you let Michael take the fall, he gets killed and suddenly you’re a widow, but Tommy looks upon you kindly for the way you lead him to Michael, he begins to trust you, give you more power... when you begin to slowly try and poison Tommy, against the rest of his family and also literally try to poison him - slowly, adding an untraceable amount of arsenic to his tea everyday - its Frances who realises the evil in you

☘️ you get so close to power but Frances kills you, she uses Tommys shut gun to kill you because you’ve worked out that she knows about you... you try to kill her but she gets to you first, shoots you in the back when you’re adding the arsenic to a vacant Tommy’s tea. And thats that, maybe you can outsmart the gangsters, but you can’t manipulate or outsmart Frances, soz.

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