kryptona

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Okay I’m gonna make a comeback... soon

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Hi I’m alive

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  I am in a state of shock over reading the “teaser” that cam says would have been for the first episode of s3 of krypton. I don’t ask for much in my life, but I ask that some network or stream service please pick up krypton because I need to know how this shit gets resolved oh my gosh

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  there is no more powerful Energy than being able to swim in the sun. physically. in the plasma of the sun.

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  went outside and made kissy noises, a minute later my stray kitty friend comes running out of nowhere to run over to me bc at least 3 things in my life love me: my 2 dogs and my stray cat.

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awestedevelopment‌.

PLOTTED-ISH STARTER // @kryptona​ ↳ 𝑱𝑼𝑳𝑰𝑨𝑵 𝑳𝑼𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹.

          his shirt sits tight against his torso as the sweat seeps forth, completely drenching his attire. he knows this is an 𝑰𝑵𝑽𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑶𝑭 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑪𝒀 but he feels like there’s no other option left. he’s come to know the woman, maybe even feel a little something for her, and now it’s burning up his thoughts, twisting the pre-made image of her given to him by his 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹, and it’s keeping him awake at night. a part of him still wants to act on what he’s been told, but the other? the other has him standing in the middle of a certain blonde’s loft - after breaking the lock - expression akin to that of a lost child. nothing makes sense anymore, and with lex’s plan 𝑬𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 and coming to fruition, there’s very little time left for julian. he knows this. he feels this.

          when he hears footsteps approach, he lifts his head and looks at the blonde. ❝ are you – are you a 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵… supergirl? ❞

          She had woken with the door of her apartment being opened; for a moment, Kara remained in bed, listening... waiting. There was rigid breathing, elevated heart rate, though it was one she recognized. Her first thought was that he was hurt, that something terrible had happened; she was out of bed a second later, hurrying into the living room, but then she stopped.

Nothing fell into place with his question, though the sharp panic that rushed through her was unmistakable. Her chest felt tight, and she momentarily fought to hold her breath. It felt as though her entire life was falling apart; she felt a certain sense of shame to have thought that she’d had someone on her side, as Kara, when Supergirl had next to nothing. 

“I’d like to think that I am...” Salt water gathered in her eyes, and she held her jaw tight in hope of keeping it at bay; she felt alien, ashamed, betrayed... the list carried on, ending in worry ( never for herself though, for those around her, still for him even as his question burned throughout her, like kryptonite ). “What kind of person would I be, if I had all of these powers, and chose not to try and help people —— would that make me a better person?”

Slowly, she raised one hand, palm towards him, as if she had to indicate that she wasn’t a threat. “If you’re here to hurt me, or try to kill me, please...” Kara swallowed the lump in her throat; she was dying anyway, meant to die months ago —— was he here to finish the job that the Children of Liberty began? “— don’t hurt my friends, my family.”

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  @mightyheroics

          A few moments of silence passed as she scribbled across the blank sheet of paper. Rather, it looked much like scribbles to her; it was much easier for her to have learned to speak, read and write in English than it was for Kal... Clark to learn Kryptonese. However, that didn’t stop him from trying and her from teaching. Turning the paper a little, Kara had written her name in English, though the spellings were not quite right, though it would be in their native language, which she mirrored beneath it with symbols and lines he was yet to learn.

“It’s much more phonetic than English. What you speak, that’s how it’s written down. Kara is written as kah-rah. Clark would be klah-rk—” she emphasizes each syllable, as she writes them down in messy earthly letters. “Kal is kahl... To me, English is strange to have words that are spelled the same but they sound different.”

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  things kara wants: a family; being that she lost hers and lived with that hole in her heart for how long, not to replace what she’s lost but to be something new   things kara things she’ll never have: a family; she’s different, an alien, a danger to people she loves and who love her, no one would choose her and why would they when they could choose anyone else and have a normal life

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talk about kara's handwriting :')

  when she first came to earth, kara didn’t write. in english, or any earthly language, that is. she learned to speak it, read it, but writing it just seemed weird; the letters looked all funny to her. BUT to go to school eliza said she had to write, so she did. however, for a decent while she took notes ( not that she needed to ) in kryptonian, which looked like a bunch of scribbles and doodles to everyone else, but that was fine —— everyone already thought she was weird, and it wasn’t like she could just stop overhearing other kids talk about her, unfortunately. as she came to accept earth as her home, kara actually practicing writing a lot, making sure the letters were neat and her writing was legible. but that’s only when someone else will read it or see it, when it’s just her, or she’s signing her name, it’s much more messy.

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  having a horrid night now. kinda wanna break down and cry. kinda wanna write to distract from all the bad. bleh.

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hughwee‌.

THE RUMORS SEEM TRUE, she almost is like a female version of Homelander, but A LOT more nicer; like an actual puppy, but in human form. Hughie keeps his distance from the hero(?) and nods at her words, “Well, that’s-that’s definitely good.” Lets hope she IS as genuine as she seems, though. 

          He seemed intent on staying a ways away from her, which she respected. “Are you alright though —— are you hurt?” Kara held up her hands, a display that she was no threat to him. “They seemed like you were a target though... do you have a safe place to go?”

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technorganiic‌:

                                I AM ALSO BARNEY OF THE                                                  OLIVES AND APPLES PIZZA.

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@louderdrums​.

“Perhaps I will see you again sometime and we’ll reminiscence the time we spend here. Don’t tell me the truth of the future, you know how it’ll change then.” Seg-El warned her. Though he desperately wanted to know if he would save Krypton with his grand-daughter. The next thing he really wanted to know, he realised, was her.

“Suspicious, yes.” He sighed in reluctant agreement. “But shouldn’t we be panicking right now? I know Grandfather himself tried to warn everyone when I was young,” he ran his hand through his hair. “But it’s been years. Maybe they’d listen now?” He seemed doubtful.

Seg grunted as he focused on a spot on the wall, instead of how bright Kara’s eyes were. Instead of how blonde her hair was. There was only one person that remained to this day whom held that same-ish hue of golden hair.

Nyssa Vex. He wondered if this was her grandchild as well. He wondered if it would be possible to ask Kara and get a straight answer. Maybe if he caught her off guard?

But no, that wasn’t important right now. Currently all that mattered was Krypton’s safety. “How exactly would we get people to Argo City? We’re going to need a helluva lie.” He pointed out sensibly.

          “You’ll see me again, someday. I won’t know any of this, but you can tell me stories about it. You and...” her voice trailed away for a moment; they weren’t yet bound, though with her own appearance she thought it obvious as to who her grandmother was, or would be. “You would tell me stories when I was little, maybe this can be one of them.”

Slowly, and sadly, she shook her head. “It’s still cycles and cycles away. There’s no use panicking now, trust me. They won’t listen, even in the future when all the evidence is right in front of them.” Of course, she could go on and on about how his sons, her father and uncle, spent their lives trying to save Krypton, give it the means to save itself —— but no one listened. So, they saved what they could, what was most important to them... their children. 

“We’re not.” She was strong in her statement, as if it were absolute. “Whatever lie we try to tell, it won’t hold for that many cycles. I don’t have a way back to my time yet, so for however long I’m here, I’ll construct new domes for the cities. And when the time comes, the cities will be saved. I know I can do this.”

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  I have no set verse for The Boys, but what I do know is that:

kara is still an alien / has powers

supergirl is owned by no one; she doesn’t belong to anyone, no one represents her, etc. she works alone. 

I would dare to say that she’s possibly the one supe that governments / military would actually approve working with, being that there would be no corporation / business standing in the way of it. she’s not paid for being supergirl, and does it purely to help others and do good for the world; that’s the kind of thing that makes her stand out for as big a name supergirl is.

vought probably has tried recruiting her a bazillion times.

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⟨ starter call; @hughwee ⟩

          “Honestly, it looked way worse than it actually was —— seriously, I’m fine. See! No bullet holes or anything, not even a scratch!”

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  PSSSSST ! like for a really quick thing !!!

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Dru getting his ass handed to him

  kara cheering in the background as grandpa seg kicks his ass, waiting for him to tag her in so she can have a turn in the asskicking !!!!!