If someone’s not horny for Victorian au they’re lying. But also…Kara shamelessly baring her forearms?! Plz that’s so hilarious once she gets over swooning you bet Lena ups the ante by flashing some ankle WHAT A BUNCH OF DEGENERATES. Not to mention the inevitable chapter where they have to go the seaside for someone’s heallth!
Lena's lace collar slips down to show the hollow of her throat and Kara gets the vapours
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My Batfam AU part 5 (pt 1, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4)
Bruce grapples up to Barbara’s apartment and sneaks in from window Barbara has set aside especially for Bat visitors with the special hidden passcode panel
Barbara ignores the notification saying Batman has arrived
Bruce find the three of them in her bedroom, having an existential crisis
He takes note of the way Barbara and Kara are laying across the bed horizontally and facing away from each other while Dick is lying on the floor, to the side of the bed, near Barbara’s head
Dick looks up at his Dad, eyes wide
Bruce kneels, worried that his boy is hurt
Dick’s voice trembles, Dad, Jason’s alive, he’s alive
In the basement, Tim feels tiny sitting on the couch with Jason
He remembers when Jason was closer to his own size, when he’d see the other boy fly with Batman across the skyline and watch with awe that someone just a bit taller, a bit more broad was helping save people
It made him want to stand up taller, reach the same heights as Robin
Tim doesn’t think he’ll ever reach Jason’s height - physically or metaphorically
He feels tiny, sitting at the opposite end of the couch from the other, arms wrapped around his knees
What point?
Hmm?
You said you have a point to prove… to Bruce, what point?
I’m not blaming you, this is entirely on Bruce’s shoulders, but Robin should have died with me…
If he wasn’t going to do everything in his power to make sure Joker could never get his hands on another Robin, then Robin should have stayed dead
Tim hums
Well, that was Bruce’s plan uh, I mean- I did kind of bully him into it, so maybe… maybe it is my fault, not his?
Tim cringes at himself, further hiding his face in his knees
Jason stood up and slowly walked over to Tim, fully telegraphing his movements
He kneels in front of the younger boy, keeping his empty hands resting palm up
They both know Jason wouldn’t need weapons to hurt him, but Tim still appreciates the gesture
What do you mean, you bullied him into it? I’m not mad, I just want to understand
So Tim explains, tells him everything
He tells Jason about connecting Dick’s special flips to Robins and then tracing that back to Bruce
Tells him about following Batman and Robin and the photos he’s taken
About how Bruce lost his way when Jason died, how he couldn’t get Dick to come back to Gotham, how he cornered Batman and told him that he knew his secret identity
That Bruce denied him, fully rejected the idea until Tim told him that he could ether take him on as Robin or Tim would figure out the vigilante life himself
That Bruce only took him on because he believed Tim was serious
Tim had spent the entire time talking, without any interruptions, looking down
He looked up and froze
Jason was staring at him and his eyes were green
Part 6
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fic with kara plz :))) between me, soren, and you, we are manifesting kara into fanon until S2 lol -5min
My Kara fic's already at 4k words, and I think I'm definitely going to be publishing this one before the Toyman fic. It's not even that Kara-centric, but I do have very specific ideas for what direction I want to take her character in.
I love Kara having a stronger 'fish out of water' factor than Clark, especially with the culture shock between Earth and Krypton. I used to be annoyed at her in Superman TAS because I thought she was kind of a brat, but looking at her now that I'm older, you really learn to love her because she's a pissed off teenager. I really want to give her a character arc where she starts out really contemptuous of earth basically because she's still grieving Krypton, but then it slowly shifts to this fierce love as she heals more and more.
Week 1:
Kara: This planet is AWFUL. It SMELLS. Everyone is STUPID. You are all CAVEMEN. WHY DO YOU LIVE THIS WAY. WHAT THE HELL IS A DMV. I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING.
Week 56:
Pa Kent: Great job, Kara! See that bean sprout? You grew that! I'm so proud of you!
Kara:
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Do you ever plan to finish the Supergirl fanfiction which is a perfection ? I have left a comment for you in that I hope you read it and hope you consider what that fic means to me . Plz finish it
It’s…hard. I…hm. I’m not quite sure how to describe it. It isn’t that I don’t know what happens next, or that I don’t know how it will end. I think now that there’s such little of it left I…
It makes me nervous, how much people like it, how differently people feel about it, there’s a certain overwhelming nature of it all and it frightens me. The looming threat of dissatisfaction. Maybe I’ll be sad when it’s gone. Maybe I’ll be relieved. Maybe I’ll hate it. Maybe I’ll love it. It weighs on me.
It isn’t perfect. It isn’t. People feel that way about it, but I don’t. How can it be perfect? How can I hope to make the ending “perfect?” What is “perfect” to you? A happy end? A sad end? Death? Life? Marriage? Separation? Redemption? Perdition? How do you define any of these loose things? What does happy mean? What does sad mean?
I started it in such a different place in my life. Can I close the book on that part of my life? Or has the book already closed, and that’s why I’ve stalled?
I was sad, angry, overworked. My emotions felt hot and violent and volatile. I was dancing around with myself, hating myself, trying to convince myself I didn’t, loving myself, thinking I was a bad person, hoping I was a good person. Everything you read, everything there, all the frustration and confusion spilled out. Lena, Kara, me.
The feeling was overwhelming, and I wish misery didn’t help me write. I wish I was interested in other facets of life. That pain and anger and self-doubt weren’t such appealing subjects to vomit onto a word document.
Weren’t so easy to write about.
Weren’t so hard to write about.
I’m sorry this is such a long answer, but I know people want it. Maybe that’s part of it. The wanting. It means so much to you, but it belongs to me. And I fear that others have much stronger feelings for it than I, and that also paralyzes me.
How would you finish it? What do you want from it? What are you looking for? What would satisfy you? It plagues me. Freezes me. Makes my hands shake and my heart pound. It’s terrifying. Will you hate me if it isn’t what you want? How many people will I let down? How angry will people be if I end it the way I see it?
I’m frozen around it. I think about it constantly. I want to finish. That’s the only answer I can give without any false promises.
I want to finish.
I’m sorry.
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