WE NEED TO HELP THIS SUPER CINNAMON ROLL!!!
alright, my father dragged me out of town for the weekend so this is once more this is on mobile so sorry in advance.
I have never been that into the Superman Fandom, however I decided to bite the bullet and watch the new MY ADVENTURES WITH SUPERMAN (MAWS). Long story short, I loved it. Clark is such a sweet little big dude. Which after seeing overally serious, angry, godlike, swallow and blandly written Superman, this was such a breath of fresh air. Clark actually has character now. Its nice to see a supeeman who doesn't really know whats going on and still learning. And the interactions and dynamics are so funny and not annoying.
So it utterly hurts me that Clark, our now 100% canon cinnamon roll, doesn't know the real reason he's on earth. He thinks he's a weapon or conquerer. Despite saying that he would never fulfill the "plan" that was for him. Clark probably still has lingering fears and worries about being some kind of sleeper agent? Especially after seeing the evil versions of himself.
Now, fellow fanfic authors!!! I call upon our soldiers armed with pens, pencils, word processors, and headcanons! Help this poor doubting child take a timeline and forge a story arc that aids pur young hero! Through the power of fiction and the multiverse!
Send our boy mentors! Be them good versions of himself or other hero kryptonians! Bring in Kara! Connor! Heck! I've seen a story where Jon is brought into explain things.
I can totally see either the live action Kara or Unlimited Supes hearing MAWS Clark think he's ment to destroy the earth and asl how does he stop an invasion, and they are like, "no no we need to set you straight! First you are not a sleeper agent of any kind. Second their can't be an invasion because no one is left. To invade."
"What?"
Im totally planning to a story like this one day.
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When It Reigns Part 19
Requested by Anonymous
Pairings: Kara Danvers x Reader
Tags: Angst, Kryptonian!Reader, Parent!Reader, Parent!Kara, Estranged Parent, Graphic Depictions of Injuries, Blood, Humor, Bad Dreams, Memory Loss
Everything Taglist: @sammy90682 @nobody13 @owloftheshadows @captain-josslett @camslightstories @worldovart @finleyfray @acertainredhead @sammm9068 @reginassecretlover
When you came to, it was slow and arduous. You felt weak, incredibly so, but you felt two weights snuggled by your sides. You groaned, and that’s when you felt a hand against your cheek.
“Hey there, beautiful.”
You smiled and leaned into the touch, knowing instinctively who the hand belonged to.
“Beautiful isn’t the description I would give myself this moment,” you groaned.
You blinked your eyes open and focused on Kara, who was watching you with the softest smile that you had ever seen. You watched as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear before she cupped your cheek.
“You will always be beautiful to me.”
You rolled your eyes and chuckled. “Charmer,” you quipped before you looked around. “Where’s Angel?”
“Right here.”
You looked down to see her cuddled into your other side, her cheek buried into your neck, and when you saw her, tears came to your eyes. She was here, and she was safe. You leaned down to kiss her hair, sniffling as you tried to hold her closer. Your little girl was safe. And she was so brave.
“She wouldn’t leave your side,” Kara whispered as she ran soft and gentle fingers through her daughter’s hair.
“If it were me, you would have to pry me away from her, so I understand.”
Kara chuckled and kissed your cheek. “How do you feel?”
“Like I just got absolutely decimated by a runaway train. How are you?”
“Nothing the sun lamp couldn’t fix,” she replied.
“How’s Alex?”
As if on cue, she shuffled into the med bay. She groaned as she held a massive ice pack to her head. Alex didn’t say anything. Instead, she walked to a cabinet, opened it, and took out a large bottle of Advil.
“I know it doesn’t look like it, but I’m so happy that you’re awake,” she grumbled.
Alex readjusted the ice pack on her head. “My head is beating like a goddamn drum.”
“Are you okay??” you asked her.
“It’s a result of the psychic link we had with you and J’onn. It hit her a little harder,” Kara explained.
“Sorry that I’m not super awesome and have superpowers,” Alex mumbled sarcastically.
“Yeah, bummer,” Kara cackled. Alex shook her head.
“Bitch,” she said under her breath as she walked out. You watched her pop at least four pills in her mouth before she disappeared from view.
Kara giggled and you stared at the door she left out of. “I’m no doctor but I’m pretty sure that she took way more than the recommended amount.”
“She’ll chase it down with some wine in about an hour. She has never been one to listen to doctor’s orders.”
That made you laugh. Beside you, Angel stirred awake. She yawned before looking up.
“Hey there, beautiful,” you said, and her eyes widened.
“Mom!”
She circled her arms around you and hugged you closely. You held her back, your nose buried in her hair.
“Hi, babygirl,” you murmured against her skin. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too!”
She was full on sobbing now, and you held her closer to you, smiling as she released the emotions that she’d been holding in for so long.
“You’re okay, right? Like you’re back to normal?”
“I’m not quite sure. Reign is gone but I have no idea if I’m me again.”
“Actually, I do have an answer for you,” Lena said with a smile as she walked in.
“Yeah?”
“The results from your blood examination came back. You are 100% human. There’s no trace of Kryptonian DNA anywhere.”
You breathed a sigh of relief as you sank back into the bed. That was so reassuring to hear. Angel pouted a little though, her eyes crinkling at the sides.
“What’s wrong?” you asked her.
“It would have been kind of cool to have another mom with superpowers. Could you imagine if you and Momma fought bad guys together?”
It was a thought, but you still shook your head. “There’s no way I would be remotely responsible if I had powers. All it would take would be for someone to cut me off in traffic and then I’d throw their car off a bridge.”
Angel snorted and Kara frowned. “No, we don’t need that.”
You turned to face Lena. “You protected my daughter from Reign. You protected her with your life. I don’t even know how to thank you.”
Lena smiled softly and held her hands together. She looked away as a slight blush colored her cheeks. “You don’t have to thank me at all.”
You shook your head. “No, I’m going to, because had anything happened to her, or you, or anybody else that I care about, I wouldn’t even know how to cope. And yet, you put yourself between Reign and her like it was nothing. You could have been hit or worse!”
Lena took your hand and held it tightly. “But I wasn’t, and neither was Angel. We’re all safe and relatively unscathed. You have nothing to worry about except for you to heal. We’re all okay and now you should focus on being the same.”
You nodded. Lena waved shyly to Angel and Kara before she took her leave. Everything was silent for a moment as you held your two favorite girls.
“I’m hungry,” you said a moment before your stomach growled.
Kara sat up. “Potstickers? Pizza?”
“All of it, please.”
Kara chuckled as she gently got up from the bed.
“Yes, ma’am.”
***
It was two more weeks before you were cleared to leave the DEO. After extensive tests that proved that you were no longer affected by Reign, J’onn practically pushed you out the door and told you not to come back. All of it was said with a smile on his face, of course. You were back at L-Corp with Angel doing her homework on the desk across from you.
“You’re okay with being here? It might be an all-nighter.”
Angel shrugged and smiled adorably. “No, I don’t mind. I wish to spend more time with you. Even if we’re not doing anything together, I still want to share a space with you. If that’s okay.”
You smiled, a bubble of emotion welling in your chest. “Of course, it's okay. It’s more than okay.”
Angel gave you the widest smile. More time passed when Lena checked in on you. You had to reassure her multiple times that you were more than okay to do this. By comparison, it was infinitely easier to stay at work all night than to be some alien doomsday device for all of mankind on planet Earth. That one made her laugh, and she took her leave after making you promise that you wouldn’t overdo yourself. As the time continued to tick on, and the day turned into night, you heard the sound of Kara’s boots landing on the balcony.
“Hello, gorgeous,” she said to you as she stepped inside.
Angel was already asleep. With a stomach full of pizza and her homework completed, she snoozed on the couch, and you even tucked her in.
“Hello, hello.”
You got up and hugged your wife, your face burrowed into the skin of her neck. She cupped your cheek before leaning down and kissing you deeply. You melted into her, Kara’s lips warm and strong against yours as she continued to hold you close.
“Wow, I missed that,” you admitted when she pulled away.
“Well, if you have some more energy later tonight, I would be more than happy to oblige. Maybe more kisses, or maybe something much more.”
You went to respond when Angel dry heaved.
“That’s so freaking gross.”
You chuckled and held Kara close. Everything was okay. You were okay. Your family was okay, and for the first time, you felt more than prepared for the future, whatever it may bring.
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