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danviers · 7 months
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@reignthem asked: “  how long until you realize i’m here to stay?  ”
" I know you are, " came Alex's concession: a quiet one, a sincere one, unmoored by the tremulous bob of her throat as she swallowed.
The bold and uncomplicated truth of that statement — I'm here to stay, I am not going anywhere, ever — wasn't something that could be denied or underplayed; not anymore. Not with Reign condemned to the same dark, elemental, primordial ooze from whence she'd come, the wounds she'd inflicted already metamorphosed, somewhat, into far more manageable scars. Not when they'd already surpassed so many herculean hurdles.
The alternative, given all that they'd been through, was just too tragic to consider. Too much to even entertain the thought of.
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" It just feels too good to be real. " Too precious to be anything but a waking dream, like the flutter of the pulse in Sam’s wrist, tangible beneath the ginger graze of Alex's fingertips.
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svpe · 6 months
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There are things that Clark can help her with in terms of the superhero world, but navigating family life is still fairly new to him. Two boys, a job, supporting Lois and being a superhero? It's a lot to juggle, even for Superman. The question of whether he's doing right by his family and the world is a nagging thought that remains tantalizing close to the surface on a near daily basis. However, Sam is a reminder that it can be done, and it can be done right. "So, what's the secret? How do you do it all?" / @reignthem
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spining · 7 months
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@reignthem.
"you want my advice? let's cool it with the xena fuck-princess vibe."
there's a tap on her phone, firing off an email that'll burrow into the back of her mind, and her arms fold one over the other in heavy expectance. the day's already been long enough without another slab of files being pushed directly onto her desk. the house is one thing, and its expansion takes every one of them into different cities, but steering a blood-thirsty, world-dominating alien supervillain toward the rock-hard, panty-soaking cuddle-bear that is supergirI? (— oh, don't lie. you'd go there too —) that'll take some time. some tlc. the hate of the world is now broken down into virtual mob mentalities. each emoji is a fucking pitchfork in the internet abyss.
"and that one's just a little freebie. your optics are all off. the world isn't looking for a personified scales of fucking justice."
it can work. there's potential, and honestly, without it, she wouldn't have taken a meeting, but what's life without rolling the goddamn dice every now and then? it'll be her biggest success yet.
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lgbtcorp · 1 year
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@reignthem.
"we need to talk."
a finger runs over the cuticle of her thumb and she resists the urge to pick, and it feels as though she's being fucking eaten alive from the inside out. this is no usual evening tryst between them. usually, she'd wait until it was dark. she'd wait until her schedule had been cleared entirely, and the reams of papers sitting on her desk just felt a little too monumental for her to face, and then clink two tumblers together and relax the knot in her neck just out of sight of prying eyes. but as soon as the last intern fishes out his coffee mug from the break room sink, she starts, hard, toward sam's office and lingers in the doorway.
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(he's in her head. he's under her skin. she can smell that god-awful cologne from the other night, and can see the wine glass cracking under the force of his thumb once more. Iex is everywhere — he is in her phone, on her back, in the fucking shadows.)
"it's important."
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quantumjumper · 1 year
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@reignthem asked:
“ i kinda, sorta wrecked your ship. “
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For a moment, upset and annoyance flash across his face as he surveys the decimated vessel, but when he looks towards the apologetic hero that looks more broken up about it than him, he lets out a sigh and lets his face fall to something more just tired-he can't quite manage assuring-.
"It's fine. Honestly, this ain't the worst shape it's been in, so I know it'll bounce back. Just means I gotta find somewhere to cr- ....stay, in the meantime."
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enginire · 1 year
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@reignthem: so you’re not completely heartless.
it's something of an unfair assumption people have made of her — she turns her back on the plight of the tail, and focuses her energy on perpetuity. servicing the engine. keeping first and second in check. the means in which she works are particularly damning, and shattered limbs are just the start of it. (she's made decisions she isn't proud of — she's done things that turn her stomach at night and she sees playing through her mind when she tries to sleep. josie is one of them. Iayton, another. but you can't tame the cold, so they have to do their best to live with it. survival comes at a cost.)
"call me what you like. ruthless, mean, cruel, cold — i've heard it all before. and you're right. i am. i never claimed otherwise." it's the same conversation, over and over. meIanie controls the train like a puppet on strings, but put anyone else up before wiIford's name and they'll shatter like a frostbit arm. (cruelty begets cruelty. but it also keeps them moving forward. the ricochet within the train is nothing compared to what would happen if they stopped.) "if you need someone to hate, then fine. you've got it. but my goal on this train is to preserve life."
one leg tucks itself over the other as meI leans back into the chair, and it's a hard glare that holds them in silence for a few seconds.
"— there's a cabin in second for you and ruby if you want it. mr wiIford assigned it personally. he sees your value."
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agcntvasqucz · 1 year
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"my apologies. i was dealing with an uninvited guest." .||. a meme from @reignthem
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Susan lifted her eyes for a moment, standing utterly motionless as an eyebrow climbed up her forehead. Then the possibly ominous meaning of her words hit, causing the agent to narrow her eyes suspiciously for the briefest of moments. "That sounds...vaguely ominous," she finally said lightly, tone curious rather than suspicious, "Did a rogue Karen hit the supervillain switch? Not that I'd blame you, pretty sure it's a public service...but I have a procedure for that."
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rubycaped · 2 years
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@reignthem​​ asked: ❝ that’s it, i’m carrying you to bed. ❞ // sleepy prompts // accepting
    though she would claim she could stay awake for a while longer, it was evident to just about anyone that Kate absolutely needed a good twelve hour appointment with a comfy bed. she had over extended herself in her work, spending long nights that extended into late mornings in her investigations. 
     it wasn’t anything new for a bat outta gotham to run on fumes. burning the candle at both ends was practically a tradition among the knights. but she wasn’t in gotham right now.
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     “ no. stop. anything but that~ ” 
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geniuscorp · 1 year
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@reignthem
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he's met sam - the milfy, do-gooder obsessed with keeping his dear sister's confidence and who is surprisingly blasé about safekeeping boudoir upskirts. but this creature is very much not the person who crawled out of the woodwork; this thing is a titan. supes eat your fucking heart out. lex grins from the rooftop, squinting up at her in the glare of the flood lights that came on to illuminate her from below.
" -- well hi there, hey there, neighbourino! "
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danviers · 6 months
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@reignthem asked: “i hate that i can’t bring myself to hate you.” (Post Lena betrayal >_>)
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With that statement came the harsh, pitiless truth: that in the wake of the desperate, unsparing decision she'd made ( to stop Lena's misguided venture to enforce peace through the eradication of the free will of billions of people; disable myriad by any necessary means, however drastic; protect Kara at all costs ) the collateral, consequential damage had been far reaching and pervasive, as cutting as the disappointment — the disillusionment — swimming in Sam's eyes.
Alex swallowed, steeled herself.
While the crisis posed by Lena's attempted subjugation of humanity had been too much to ignore, too behemothic to be dealt with mercifully when there'd been no easy choice, just the closest thing to the right one, she'd never be able to walk any of it back. Neither, she feared, would she ever be able to re - set the countless open fractures she'd chiselled into Sam's trust in her. Not completely.
Not when the solution she'd decided on, had the DEO's bombardment of Lena's stronghold gone forward, would have notched yet another tally in her body count, right beside Astra.
“ We can still work through this, ”   she breathed, the reticence of her soft - edged imploration no less lacking in contrition than the weight of her beseeching glance.  Much as it hurt, she understood just how wounding betrayal was. How much worse it stung when inflicted by a loved one, regardless of the why.
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byzcntine · 2 years
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it had been a relatively easy day, if taking down a hostile group trying to break into a warehouse would be considered such. thankfully enough, it was a cake walk now that she had another super-powered alien by her side. “can i just say - ” kara mused, making her way back over to the couch with two drinks that had a splash of alderbaranian rum in each. “watching you in action...” words trailed as she handed one of the glasses over to @reignthem​. “oh gosh, sorry, that sounded - i just mean, having you there to help take down the bad guys was pretty awesome.” 
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halechief · 1 year
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@reignthem liked for a problem!
"ms. arias." no small amount of intention is put into the offer of her hand, the grip firm while her expression above remains open, inviting. practice is no longer required, the combination is not second nature, but first. she's comfortable. the shake does not last any longer than necessary, and when she withdraws, claire gestures toward the seat nearest to her, a questioning brow raised.
"thank you, for making the time. may i?"
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sunlightreverie · 2 years
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@reignthem - sam
the whirlpool in her bloodstream grows as the daylight wanes, darkness falling on national city while the streets paint themselves in a blurry wash of fluorescent red and yellow. she can't put this conversation off forever. even with the season's early sunsets, she knows that the time difference means it's past dinner in metropolis, past bathtub, nearing bed.
her thumb hovers over the contact for longer than she cares to count, going so far as to type everything out in text, only to delete it character by character.
she can't do this over text. sam would call her the minute she finished reading, steam on her tongue demanding an explanation, and somehow the threat of hearing her ex-wife's voice in ire after all this time makes it a little easier to press the call button.
her throat constricts around her swallow as she lifts her phone to her ear.
"samantha. hi. i need you to come to national city."
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lgbtcorp · 11 months
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@reignthem: you’ve been in the bath for more than an hour.
the tap runs hot — blistering heat, tight and squeezing on her chest as the thin layer of suds don't quite stop the steam from coughing out from under them. her skin is red, raw, piercing a heavy heat through each pore and stinging what feels like the underside of her flesh. the mirror is steamed, small cuts of condensation dribbling down the curves and clinging to heavy stainless steel taps.
she spends more time underwater than not, heart sunk, limbs heavy. one toe flicks at the tap to maintain the sear, and the quiet knock on the door brings her out of it for the barest of moments.
her head cocks, twists toward the door as though expecting her to burst through it, but metal is clicked shut. (it feels strange like this, hair slicked back against her forehead and spindling out on the scum of the surface, but the divots in her fingers and the rash of heat prickling at the tops of her knees is a habit she's yet to shake.)
it's hard to say what prompts this — the near constant berating in the papers, the I-corp's stone cold bitch in Iouis vuitton heels, IiIIian's incessant reminders of what kind of life she should've lived, what kind of person she should've been, how she sits too downtrodden, how she needs to lose a pound or two here or there, an off-hand quip about the length of her skirt or the dip in her shirt — a private moment outside of her own body is enough to pull her back down to earth and back into her heels.
(Iex returns from showers scrubbed red raw and bleeding. Iena twists the tap until she can't breathe through the heat. who ever said they weren't related?)
"— i'll be out soon. sorry, sam." i like hot showers explains it all away, and when she tears the plug from the bottom of the bath, she allows one stinging deep breath to drag her out like she's not circling the drain any more.
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forthewinn · 2 years
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@reignthem​​
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“Well, let's cancel the entire evening and try again next year.”
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quantumjumper · 1 year
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@reignthem asked:
i  am  real  justice .
The imposing presence of the hovering figure commands both awe and terror as his head is locked upward in a captivated stare. While it's not quite his first run-in with someone possessing superhuman abilities, he's never before been so close to one that didn't seem to have obviously good intentions. Even then, he's always felt a certain unease around beings with such power, but faced with one who appears to be those fears personified, he suddenly feels foolish for being wary of the others.
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"Maybe justice just looks real different around here than where I'm from, but it don't usually look like you."
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