#wip: not-kon not-match

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Missing or Body

"I mean, Kon only ever wanted to be a superhero," Cassie says uneasily, and can't quite hold back the frown after all. "But I really don't think you should try to be him either way, that seems . . . unhealthy and self-defeating. And really just kinda fucked up, honestly."

"I'm not talking about being Kon," Not-Kon/Not-Match says, rolling his eyes as he tips the raw shrimp into the newly sizzling sauté pan. "I'm talking about being your friend."

"What?" Cassie says blankly.

"Well I don't think probably-Tim went to all the trouble of mixing me up in a petri dish because he's just that attached to having specifically Kryptonian superpowers on tap," he snorts. "He wants me to be his friend. And all of yours, presumably, since he told me about you guys too."

"He could've just, like, started socializing more and made us a new friend that way," Cassie mutters dubiously, although the theory of Tim very literally making them a new friend definitely does have merit. Like, that is a very "Tim" thing to do. "Could've brought over somebody from Gotham. Hell, he could've just texted Supergirl and asked if she wanted to hang out at the Tower this weekend!"

"Do I count as 'new' to you?" Not-Kon/Not-Match asks, seeming very absorbed in flipping the cooking shrimp. The question is absolutely and undeniably a trap, but Cassie doesn't even remotely blame him for it.

"Yes," she says firmly. "Speaking as someone who also very desperately wants Kon back and also has done some weird and creepy shit on behalf of achieving that goal, you are in no way him and I do not ever, ever want you to be. Pretty sure that'd require ripping your soul out of your body and shoving his in it instead, for starters."

"Do you want to do that?" Not-Kon/Not-Match says.

"A little bit, honestly. But I'm not going to murder an innocent person just to get my dead boyfriend back," Cassie says, then sighs to herself and shakes her head. "Although maaaaaybe if somebody handed me a sacrificial knife and told me it'd just take Lex Luthor's nonexistent heart on a silver platter . . ."

"Thanks for not lying to me," Not-Kon/Not-Match says quietly.

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Everything Moves by Bronze Radio Return for the Not Match/Not Kon wip

"Self-defense isn't murder," Not-Kon/Not-Match says. "It's not even manslaughter."

"Maybe, but it's not very superhero-y," Cassie says. 

"Wonder Woman kills people," he says, inspecting the sauté pan thoughtfully as the oil he's drizzled into it slowly heats up. "And anyway, I don't even know if I want to be a superhero or not. Hell, maybe I'll just run off and be a civilian somewhere." 

"But you're . . . you have powers, though," Cassie says, trying not to frown again. "And you know how to fight. Don't you feel like you should?" 

"I have powers and know how to fight because of the circumstances of my creation and the consequences of my apparent creator's unprocessed trauma, not any active choice that I made," Not-Kon/Not-Match points out. "And even if I decide I want to fulfill the purpose I was made for, that's not necessarily related to being a superhero, is it?" 

"I mean, Kon only ever wanted to be a superhero," Cassie says uneasily, and can't quite hold back the frown after all. "But I really don't think you should try to be him either way, that seems . . . unhealthy and self-defeating. And really just kinda fucked up, honestly." 

"I'm not talking about being Kon," Not-Kon/Not-Match says, rolling his eyes as he tips the raw shrimp into the newly sizzling sauté pan. "I'm talking about being your friend." 

"What?" Cassie says blankly.

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For @hartsnkises, 🍒🥑🧄🧅🌰🥬🥒🥬🥦🥬 and “Not-Kon/Not-Match”.

"In the lab, I mean," he clarifies. "I was the only one down there. Everything else was just related genetic material and files about the cloning process. No sign of trying to make a new Bart anywhere, at least not that I saw." 

"Huh," Cassie says, a little puzzled both that the idea of that didn't even occur to her and that Tim didn't actually try it, if he was already trying to clone Kon. "I'd say Bart's personal history with being cloned might be why, except Match exists, so . . . well, Kon was always a clone, technically. So Tim might've justified it to himself that way, I guess?" 

They still don't actually know if it even was Tim, of course, but if anyone was going to have a secret lab shoved in under the Tower . . . 

Yeah, she's pretty damn sure it was Tim at this point. 

Not-Kon/Not-Match just shrugs, then takes the shrimp off the stove and slices half a cabbage, and then grates some ginger and chops up a couple of carrots. Cassie wasn't even aware they had ginger, but also Cassie didn't know that raw soy protein is apparently poisonous, so yeah. The kitchen is just not her usual haunt, okay? Not-Kon/Not-Match seems surprisingly comfortable in it, though. Cassie's pretty sure she never saw Kon make anything more complicated than a TV dinner. 

And he'll never learn how to, now. 

She swallows, hard. 

She tries another baby name site.

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I can't fix you (feat crusher-p) by the living tombstone for either

Jackson Kyle shows up in Gotham wip

Weird amnesia timberkon wip

Or not match/not kon wip

Not sure which one I was thinking of initially

"If you've been awake for four hours, why did you stay in the Tower?" Cassie says. "You've got Kon's powers, right? Like, at least TTK, anyway. You could've gone just about anywhere you wanted." 

"Eh, I thought about it but I didn't really know where to go," Not-Kon/Not-Match says with a shrug as he digs out the shrimp and a sauté pan. "I mean, not that I'm all that thrilled about sitting around waiting for whoever made me to show up and explain themselves, but I figured I'd at least hear them out before I cut and run." 

"Whoever it was might have kryptonite or something, you realize," Cassie says. 

"And I might break their neck," Not-Kon/Not-Match counters reasonably. Which: fair. Although . . . 

"You're probably gonna want to tone down the murder threats if you don't go supervillain," Cassie mentions for obvious reasons. "Like, just as a suggestion.”

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WIP excerpt: Not-Kon/Not-Match. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

Maybe she picked too many options ending on an "n", Cassie realizes belatedly, glancing at him again. Though a lot of the options did, really, and apparently Not-Kon/Not-Match likes that anyway, so . . . 

Not-Kon/Not-Match is looking very intently at the scallions he's chopping, she notices. 

"I vote Nolan," she decides, since that's the one he actually said he liked. "It means 'champion', it looks like. Just in case you need an alias later, for whatever reason you might need one. Or want." 

"Mm," Not-Kon/Not-Match says, still very decidedly focused on chopping up those scallions. Never has a scallion been so decidedly chopped, Cassie thinks. "Yeah. Okay. Nolan it is." 

"Cool," Cassie says, putting her phone to sleep and setting it aside. "Nice to meet you, Nolan." 

Nolan smiles, just a little, and glances up to meet her eyes. He looks exactly like Kon, and nothing like Kon at all. 

"Nice to meet you too, Cassie," he says quietly, still smiling. 

She smiles back. It's not Kon's smile he's wearing, which makes it easier. 

Though she does wonder if he's doing that on purpose or not. 

Nolan finishes up with the scallions and checks on the noodles, then throws the edamame into the pot with them and grabs a bowl and some rice vinegar and soy sauce and brown sugar and then . . . Cassie's not sure, is he, like . . . making salad dressing or something? Or maybe a marinade? 

Weird. 

Okay, Tim definitely uploaded actual, like, real and genuine recipes into Nolan's brain. That is definitely a thing that he did, for whatever reason. 

Also weird, under the circumstances. 

Less weird that Nolan would go straight to using said recipes, though, since he's very explicitly prioritizing not being Kon right now. Cassie figures that's reasonable, under the circumstances. Although probably Kon would've also rather broken out of his cloning tube into a nice comfy superhero base with a cute girl and a stocked kitchen in it, she suspects. Well–assuming that Nolan actually thinks she's cute, anyway, but her personal self-image issues aside the point still stands. 

Really it'd be better if Nolan didn't think she was cute, come to think, because neither of them needs that problem in life. Just . . . yeah, no. Never, please, for both their sakes. 

Hopefully the therapy uploads will deal with that issue if it actually becomes an issue. 

Nolan finishes with the probably-dressing and strains the noodles and edamame over the sink, then grabs a bigger bowl and throws everything in it together to toss. Cassie watches, half-debating calling someone again, but only on principle. She doesn't feel like she's in danger or needs backup and feels even less like bringing everyone down on Nolan's head all at once would help the situation. 

Also if she does someone might call him "Conner" without knowing any better, sooooo . . . 

Yeah, calling can wait. 

At least until after they eat and clean up, anyway. 

Nolan gets a couple of bowls and forks out, which probably she should’ve thought to do herself, and then he splits the noodles between them and sets them down on opposite sides of the counter before sitting down across from her. He looks exactly like Kon, and exactly like Match, and nothing like either of them at all. 

But still enough like Kon for it to hurt, of course. 

“Thanks,” Cassie says. 

“Sure,” he says.

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Was very stressed today, so I did some sketchy warm-ups of a whooooole mess of my clone OCs to just chill out over. Four out of five are definitely Tim's fault and literally none of them are particularly happy right now. Included: Not-Kon/Not-Match, the clone, Thirteen, Tobias, and grief-soup clonebaby.

Grief-soup clonebaby totally deserves to be a strawberry blonde, I have decided. And Thirteen probably deserves to do a murder but we're gonna cut him a break on that one for now.

Not-Kon/Not-Match (( chrono || non-chrono ))

from Andromeda to your eye (( chrono || non-chrono ))

"I didn't actually mean it." (( full fic ))

baby clone and all associated trauma (( chrono || non-chrono ))

grief-soup clonebaby (( meta post ))

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For WIP not wednesday (WIPNW?) how about not kon/not match?

"I am very over lying to people, these days," Cassie says. "And over just not saying things in general. And just . . . really, just everything in that whole entire genre of bullshit non-communication." 

"There's not a Bart attempt, on that note," he says. Cassie frowns. 

"What?" she says.

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Not Match /not Kon for wip Wednesday??

". . . I like Nolan," Not-Kon/Not-Match says after a moment, almost like he's expecting her to argue with him or something. Cassie immediately wishes Tim had uploaded some personal affirmations for the guy, but maybe he was worried about duplicating Kon's overconfidence issues–like those were ever even anything but self-worth issues. Ugh. "Aiden or Declan wouldn't be bad either."

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Can I nominate Not Match/Not Kon for wip Wednesday?

"Safe assumption," Cassie says before looking back to her phone, not sure how she feels about the idea he apparently wanted to meet specifically her. She's got some decent name options collected now, though, so . . . "Hmmm, okay. Shortlist time. Aiden, Liam, Nolan, Declan, Rowan, Tor . . . any of these sounding good?"

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Not match/ not kon? Or baby clone and all associated trauma was just on poll?

"Thanks for not actually running off, by the way," she says, since that seems important to say. "I don't really know how that would've worked out, but I wouldn't want you to have gotten hurt or anything, you know?" 

"I wanted to meet you," Not-Kon/Not-Match replies with another shrug as he opens the noodles and throws them into the pot of boiling water. "And Tim, whether he made me or not. I knew you'd both turn up here at some point."