since i've been asked a few times in the past for various reading guides for kara, i thought i'd compile them all into one post for the sake of convenience!
this guide has reading orders for supergirl comics in PRE-CRISIS (1959-1985), POST-CRISIS (2004-2011), NEW 52 (2011-2016), REBIRTH (2016-2021), and INFINITE FRONTIER (2021-present).
if you have any questions at all don't be afraid to shoot me an ask!
for each section bolded comics are required, italicized comics are recommended, and everything else is optional!
[PRE-CRISIS]
ORIGIN AND MIDVALE ERA
(NOTE: you'll have to flip to the back of each issue to get to kara's section!)
action comics (1938) #252, 258, 267, 276, 278-282, 285, 295, 309-310, 313, 317
K-SFTV REPORTER — SAN FRANCISCO
adventure comics (1938) #406-407, 410-415, 419-424
VANDYRE UNIVERSITY
supergirl (1974) #1-10
STUDENT ADVISOR — FLORIDA
(NOTE: every member of the superfamily has a story in the superman family (1974), so you'll have to flip through to find kara's section!)
the superman family (1974) #165, 168, 171, 177
justice league of america (1960) #132-134
the superman family #183, 184-186, 187-189, 191-193, 196-198, 201-202, 203, 204-205
ACTRESS — NEW YORK
the superman family (1974) 208-210, 211-214, 215-216, 217, 218
superman (1939) #373 (second story titled “an eye (and ear) on the world!”)
detective comics (1937) #508-510
the superman family #219-222
LAKE SHORE UNIVERSITY
supergirl (1982) #1-12 (cw: nazi imagery in the brief interlude in #12)
supergirl (1982) #13-15 (cw: antisemitism, nazi imagery, depictions of the holocaust.)
supergirl (1982) #16-23
LAST APPEARANCES AND DEATH
legion of superheroes (1980) #300-303
tales of the legion (1985) #4-7
crisis on infinite earths (1985) #4-7
BONUS POST-COIE APPEARANCES
christmas with the super-heroes (1988) #2 (last story titled “should auld acquaintance be forgot”)
supergirl (1996) #49, 75-80
solo (2004) #1 (third story titled “young love”)
convergence: adventures of superman (2015) #1-2
[POST-CRISIS]
ORIGIN
superman/batman (2003) #8-13
(or you can watch superman/batman: apocalypse (2010) instead which I recommend! the art is a lot more tasteful and it's a very faithful adaptation of the comic so you won’t be missing out on anything.)
KARA WITH THE LEGION OF SUPER-HEROES
supergirl and the legion of super-heroes (2006) #16-36
LOEB AND KELLY HELL ERA
supergirl (2005) #1-5, 9-10, 19
(you don’t have to read any of this since it gets retconned anyway, but if you’re interested in kara’s early characterization, the beginnings of her friendship with cassie sandsmark, or her difficulty fitting in on earth then you’re welcome to read what i’ve provided.)
KELLEY PUCKETT ERA
Amazons Attack!
teen titans (2003) #47-48
amazons attack! (2007) #3
supergirl (2005) #20
amazons attack! (2007) #4
teen titans (2003) #49
New Krypton
(new krypton is one of my favorite events and i recommend it in its entirety, but for the sake of brevity I’ll only be listing the issues relevant to kara.)
superman: new krypton special #1
superman (1939) #681
adventure comics special featuring guardian #1
action comics (1938) #871
supergirl (2005) #35
superman (1939) #682
action comics (1938) #872
supergirl (2005) #36
superman (1939) #683
action comics (1938) #873
Last Stand of New Krypton
adventure comics (2009) #8
superman: last stand of new krypton #1
supergirl (2005) #51
superman (1938) #698
adventure comics (2009) #9
superman: last stand of new krypton #2
adventure comics (2009) #10
supergirl (2005) #52
superman (1938) #699
superman: last stand of new krypton #3
superman: war of the supermen (2010) #0, 1-4
supergirl (2005) #53-57, annual 2, 58-59
END OF SUPERGIRL VOL 5
supergirl (2005) #60-64
supergirl (2005) #65-67
[NEW 52]
ORIGIN and SUPERGIRL VS THE WORLDKILLERS
supergirl (2011) #1-7
SUPERGIRL and SILVER BANSHEE
supergirl (2011) #8-11
RED DAUGHTER OF KRYPTON
supergirl (2011) #28-29
red lanterns (2011) #28-29
supergirl (2011) #30
red lanterns (2011) #30
supergirl (2011) #31
red lanterns (2011) #31-32
supergirl (2011) #32-33
SUPERMAN: DOOMED
(this is a whole storyline but I'll only be listing the issues that kara appears in!)
superman/wonder woman (2013) #9
action comics (2011) #33
supergirl (2011) #34
superman: doomed (2014) #2
action comics (2011) #35
supergirl (2011) #35
FUTURES END
supergirl: futures end (2014) #1
JUSTICE LEAGUE UNITED
justice league united (2014) #1-5
justice league united (2014) annual #1
justice league united (2014) #6-10
CRUCIBLE
supergirl (2011) #36-40
FINAL DAYS OF SUPERMAN
(kara only appears in the issues i've italicized and bolded, but i put all the relevant issues if you wanted to read the full storyline!)
superman (2011) #51
batman/superman (2013) #31
action comics (2011) #51
superman/wonder woman (2013) #28
batman/superman (2013) #32
action comics (2011) #52
superman/wonder woman (2013) #29
superman (2011) #52
A WORLD WITHOUT CLARK KENT and RED MOON
(kara is featured in the back-up story! if you want the full context of this plot i recommend reading the full warworld arc in action comics [action comics #1030-1046, superman: warworld apocalypse #1]!)
action comics (2016) #1044-1046, 1047-1049
DAWN OF DC
action comics (2016) #1051-1053, 1055-1056
superman (2023) #1-3
power girl special #1
steelworks (2023) #1-3
DAWN OF DC (continued)
action comics: doomsday special (2023)
superman (2023) #7
hawkgirl (2023) #4
supergirl special (2023)
NEW WORLDS [this arc starts on action comics #1057—kara doesn't appear in that issue but I recommend reading it for context!]
action comics (2016) #1058-1060
action comics 2023 annual
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She smiles sweetly “Baby, you are pouting.” she wraps her hand around his, interlacing their fingers together. He tries to focus on her, specifically her, and her pretty flowery summer dress—fuck he loved that dress,maybe if he pulled her to the side, lifted her skirt and – “Roos.” she tries again, smiling sweetly at him, ‘Baby,are we going inside?”
Oh,right,his reunion.
Rooster blinked, snapping out of his thoughts as he focused on Beatrice's words. He smiled sheepishly, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck. "Sorry, babe," he murmured, squeezing her hand gently, "Got lost in my head for a moment there."
Beatrice chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she leaned in to press a tender kiss to Rooster's cheek. "It's okay," she reassured him, her voice warm and gentle, "Just don't wander off too far without me, okay?"
Rooster nodded, "Got it," he replied softly, his voice filled with sincerity, "I'll stick by your side, always." he then looked at the door, “...we should…probably go inside,huh?”
“If you want.”
He was still pissed off about John interrupting them- how the fuck did he even find the hotel they were staying?! “Yeah…yeah let’s get this over with.”
Beatrice nodded in agreement, ushe gently squeezed his hand, offering him a reassuring smile. "We'll make it quick," she promised, "And then we can enjoy the rest of our time together."
Rooster returned her smile gratefully, feeling a sense of warmth spread through his chest at her words. With Beatrice by his side, he knew he could handle anything, even his dreaded high school reunion.
Ugh.
As they approached the entrance to the hotel ballroom where the reunion was being held, Rooster took a deep breath, steeling himself for the inevitable onslaught of memories and faces from the past. He tightened his grip on Beatrice's hand, drawing strength from her presence as they stepped inside.
The ballroom was abuzz with activity, the air filled with laughter and chatter as old friends and classmates reunited after years apart. Rooster scanned the room, his eyes darting from one familiar face to another as he tried to navigate the crowd.
“Do you recognize anyone?” Beatrice whispered, tugging gently on his hand and nodding towards a group of people gathered near the bar. Rooster followed her gaze, frowning before licking his lips.
He spent a while scanning the crowd, “Some of them.” he mutters, “Come on, let’s just…walk around a bit and–”
“Hello!I am Andrea! I’m the one responsible for the reun–” a blonde woman blinks “Brad?! Is that you?”
He blinks, holding Bea to his side - bless his wife, she offered the woman a tiny wave…he had no idea who she was. “Um…Yes.” he pauses “...yes and uh…this is my wife,Beatrice.” more sweet smiling from her as the blonde woman - who was heavily pregnant,my god- sets the notebook aside, smiling at him.
“I can’t believe it! It’s been so long!”
Rooster forced a polite smile, his mind racing as he tried to place the woman's face. "Yeah, it's been a while," he replied diplomatically, "Nice to see you again, Andrea."
Andrea beamed at Rooster and Beatrice, her eyes shining with excitement as she extended her hand to shake theirs. "Likewise!" she exclaimed, "And congratulations on your marriage, Brad. Beatrice, you're a lucky woman!"
Beatrice smiled graciously, her cheeks flushing with a hint of embarrassment at the attention. "Thank you," she replied warmly, "I feel very lucky indeed."
Andrea chuckled, her hand resting on her baby bump as she glanced between Rooster and Beatrice. "So, how have you been? What have you been up to since high school?"
“Uh,goog,good," Rooster replied with a smile, "After high school, I enlisted in the military and I am still serving.”
‘Oh really?”
“Yes,Navy.” he smiles “Navy Pilot, that is.”
Andrea smiles,playfully swatting his arm as she propped her hands on her hips “You– I always knew you would.”
He still did not remember her.
Rooster chuckled awkwardly, trying to play along with Andrea's enthusiasm despite the fact that he had no recollection of her. He glanced over at Beatrice, silently pleading for her help, but she simply smiled politely, leaving him to navigate the conversation on his own.
"Yeah, it's been quite the journey," he replied vaguely, "But I'm grateful for the experiences I've had in the Navy."
Andrea nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining. "That's so impressive," she gushed, "I always knew you were destined for great things, Brad."
Rooster shifted uncomfortably under Andrea's praise. He racked his brain, trying to remember if they had any classes together or if they had ever crossed paths outside of school, but nothing came to mind.“Ah, well…” he clears his throat, “What about you, Andrea? What have you been up to since high school?”
Andrea's smile widened slightly at Rooster's question, "Oh, you know," she replied with a shrug, "Just living life, trying to make the most of it."
"Well, it's great to see you doing well," he said sincerely, "And congratulations on the baby. That's very exciting."
Andrea's smile brightened at Rooster's words, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you," she replied warmly, "Baby number five!”
Both him and Bea blinked, “...five?” they said together.
Andrea nodded proudly, her hand resting protectively on her baby bump. "Yes, five," she confirmed with a laugh, "It's a full house, but we wouldn't have it any other way."
Rooster and Beatrice exchanged a surprised glance, marveling at the sheer number of children Andrea had. "That's amazing," Beatrice exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration, "You must have your hands full."
Andrea chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You could say that," she replied with a grin, "But it's all worth it. There's nothing quite like being a parent."
Rooster nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of respect for Andrea's dedication to her family. "Absolutely," he agreed, "We have three of our own."
Andrea smiled warmly at Rooster's words, “Truly?”
“Yes,” he smiles and this time it felt better to do so “They are all back in California though, staying with a relative of mine.” he noticed Andrea was waiting for him to continue, “Oh uh, two girls and one boy.’
“Oh! How lovely!” She then turns to Bea “You must be an amazing mom!”
Beatrice blushed at Andrea's compliment, her smile growing wider as she nodded in gratitude. "Thank you," she replied sincerely, "I try my best. Being a parent is the most rewarding experience."
Andrea nodded in agreement, her expression softening with understanding. "I couldn't agree more," she said warmly, "It's challenging at times, but it's also incredibly fulfilling."
Andrea shared stories about her children, laughing as she recounted the chaos of raising a large family. Rooster listened intently, despite not remembering much about their past together.
Before long, other guests began to arrive, and he was relieved when Andrea excused herself to greet other guests, giving them a chance to catch their breath.
"Wow, that was intense," Rooster muttered, running a hand through his hair as he glanced around the crowded room. Beatrice nodded in agreement, her cheeks flushed from the excitement.
"Yeah, but it was nice meeting Andrea," she said with a smile, "She seems like a sweet person."
Rooster nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I agree," he replied, "I just wish I could remember more about her. She seems to know a lot about me."
Beatrice shrugged, her expression thoughtful. "It's okay," she reassured him, "Not everyone leaves a lasting impression, especially after so many years. The important thing is that she was one of the first ones to be nice to you.” she looks around “Do you recognize anyone else? There’s more people around.”
Rooster scanned the room, recognizing a few familiar faces from high school but unable to recall many details about them. He pointed out a couple of people to Beatrice, mentioning their names and a brief memory or two, but his recollections were hazy at best.
"Yeah, I think I remember him," Rooster said, nodding towards a tall guy with a beard. "I think his name is Mike. We used to hang out sometimes…I think."
Beatrice smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "That's great, babe," she replied, squeezing Rooster's hand reassuringly. "It's nice to see some familiar faces, even if you can't remember everything about them."
He glanced around the room once more, taking in the diverse array of people gathered together to celebrate their high school reunion.
"It's crazy how much has changed since high school," one of their classmates remarked, shaking his head in disbelief. "But it's also nice to see how far we've all come." he hears someone say from afar, and he frowns…he knew that voice.
He looks back at the person and he freezes “Holy shit.”
“What?’ Bea asks.
“...holy shit that’s Jason.”
She blinked, “Your friend?”
And Rooster…doesn’t know what to respond, “Used to,I guess. We fought,back then…I never apologized. I was just—my mom and everything,you know…I…”
“Oh.”Beatrice squeezed Rooster's hand,she could feel the tension radiating off him, the weight of unresolved issues hanging in the air between them."It's okay, Roos," she murmured softly, "We all have things we wish we could change from our past. Maybe this is your chance to make amends."
Rooster nodded, his jaw clenched as he watched Jason from across the room. Memories of their friendship and subsequent falling out flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of his past mistakes.
"I should go talk to him," Rooster said finally, "I need to set things right."
Beatrice nodded in agreement, her heart swelling with pride. "I'll be right here," she assured him, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze, "You've got this."
Rooster took a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation ahead. He made his way through the crowd, his eyes fixed on Jason's familiar figure as he approached.
"Hey, Jason," Rooster said, his voice tentative as he tapped him on the shoulder, "It's been a while."
Jason turned around, his expression guarded as he sized up Bradley. There was a moment of tense silence between them, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy in the air.
"Brad," Jason replied coolly, his tone guarded, "Long time no see."
Rooster swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in his throat as he struggled to find the right words. "Listen, Jason," he began, his voice shaky with emotion, "I wanted to...I'm sorry. For everything."
Jason's expression softened slightly at Rooster's apology, his guard starting to lower as he listened to the sincerity in his voice. "Yeah, well," he said gruffly, "Apology accepted, man, I know you were going through a lot."
“Still.”
“Ah,relax.” he smirks, then gives the pilot a look,arching his brow, “Damn,what have you been eating? You are sturdy,dude.”
Rooster chuckled at Jason's comment, feeling a sense of relief wash over him at his friend's surprisingly casual response. "Thanks, man," he replied with a small smile, "I've been...taking care of myself, I guess."
Jason nodded in understanding, his expression softening as he looked at Rooster. "I'm glad to see you doing well," he said sincerely, "You always were a tough son of a bitch."
Rooster smiled gratefully at Jason's words, feeling a sense of warmth spread through his chest. "Thanks, Jay," he murmured, "That means a lot coming from you. How have you been?"
“Oh, you know, doing alright.” he shrugs, “You here alone,man?”
Rooster shook his head, glancing back at Beatrice who was watching them from across the room. "No, actually," he replied, "I'm here with my wife, Beatrice. She's over there." He gestured towards Beatrice, a proud smile spreading across his face as he looked at her and she waved back.
Jason followed Rooster's gaze, his eyes softening as he watched Beatrice. "You two have been together long?,"
“Shit,almost seven years.” he still hadn’t looked away from Bea,”Got three kids too.”
Jason's eyebrows shot up in surprise at Rooster's revelation. "Three kids, huh? Damn, man, that's impressive," he remarked, his tone filled with genuine admiration. "You must have your hands full."
Rooster chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, it definitely keeps us busy," he admitted, "But I wouldn't trade it for anything. Being a dad is the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"I can see that," he replied, "You look happy, man. It suits you."
Rooster's smile widened at Jason's observation, feeling a swell of gratitude for his friend's support. "Thanks, Jay," he said sincerely, "I really appreciate that. And you?”
“Me? Oh,” Jason chuckles “...I…you know, kinda here and there, got one son, he’s a teenager now. Almost going to college.” Rooster blinked, trying to make the mental math in his head “Remember my old girlfriend Sara? Yeah,well,she got pregnant back in high school.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah,” Jason chuckles “We ah,we aren’t together or anything, but we had our son and…you know, he’s good.”
Rooster nodded in understanding, a sense of empathy filling his chest as he listened to Jason's story. "Sounds like you're doing a great job," he replied, "Raising a teenager on your own can't be easy."
Jason shrugged nonchalantly, though there was a hint of pride in his expression. "Yeah, it has its challenges," he admitted, "But I wouldn't trade it for anything. My son means the world to me."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Rooster said warmly, "Kids have a way of changing your perspective on everything."
Jason nodded in agreement, his gaze drifting back to Rooster's family across the room. "Yeah, they do," he murmured, "They're everything, aren't they?"
Rooster's smile widened at Jason's words, a swell of affection filling his chest as he looked at Beatrice and their children. "Yeah, they are," he replied softly, "They're my whole world."
"Listen, Brad," Jason said suddenly, breaking the silence between them, "I'm glad we had this chance to talk. And I'm sorry for the way things ended between us."
Rooster shook his head, reaching out to clasp Jason's shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie. "Hey, it's water under the bridge," he replied warmly, "We were kids back then. We've both grown since then."
Jason nodded in agreement, a sense of relief washing over him as he felt the weight of their past disagreements lift from his shoulders. "Yeah, you're right," he admitted, "I'm just glad we can put it behind us and move forward."
Rooster smiled, feeling a sense of closure wash over him as he exchanged a final handshake with Jason. "Me too, Jay," he said sincerely, "Me too."
With that, Rooster turned and made his way back to Beatrice's side, a sense of contentment filling his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. Beatrice smiled up at him, her eyes shining with pride and affection as she looked at her husband.
"Everything okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to take Rooster's hand in hers.
Rooster nodded, a sense of peace settling over him as he looked into Beatrice's eyes. "Yeah," he replied with a smile, "Everything's perfect."
so i have this spreadsheet that i use for prompts for this fandom, comprised of several prompt lists and the exact order of which is not easily publicly available. if you want to send me a prompt, send me a ship and a number between 1-725 (subject to change) and receive a sort of mystery box surprise of a fic. through the use of this list, you can see what prompts have already been done. if it’s for another ship, you can certainly send me the same prompt that was already used in another fic. if a prompt has been used three times, that prompt will be closed. thank you for your cooperation <3
listing under the cut!
possible progress statuses: prompted, in progress, editing, posted. if a prompt does not have one of these statuses, it has not been sent in thus far.
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We had a customer request for an I2C to 1-Wire converter: handy for when you don't have a spare GPIO, or maybe you can't do fast pin toggling, or maybe you have a single board computer or desktop that you want to connect to 1-Wire devices like the DS18B20. so we spun up a prototype board with the DS2484 (https://www.digikey.com/en/products/detail/analog-devices-inc-maxim-integrated/DS2484R-T/5020823) the latest version from Analog Devices. here i'm testing out my code: with multiple DS18B20's, some TO-92's (https://www.adafruit.com/product/374) and a wired sensor (https://www.adafruit.com/product/381) that i can dunk in a teacup to verify it reports the temperature right.
Endless List of Why I Ship Jane & Kurt - Part 8 (by @kate-dammit-run)
(re-posting to preserve this list, which was originally created and posted by @kate-dammit-run, whose account was deactivated in 2023)
353. Because they have been through so much and can survive anything
354. Because top of the head kisses
355. And forehead kisses
356. And cheek caresses
357. And because Kurt cannot even imagine his life without her
358. And at the thought of losing her, he breaks down completely, not caring who is around to see him
359. Because he will not leave her side even if it means to go after the book of secrets to trade for a cure
360. Because he is her husband first and an agent second
361. Because she wants them to grow old together
362. And he believes they will
363. Because she’s scared and so is he but he has faith she will be ok
364. Because he would never lie to her
365. Because as she’s dying, the one thing she wants is to see him one last time
366. And his sexy crooked smile
367. Because she loves him and needs him to know that
368. Because he cannot bear to hear her say it like it’s the last time
369. Because she loves him and always will
370. Because he loves her too
371. Because “sweet dreams, baby”
372. Because she doesn’t care what she does as long as it is with him
373. Because when she thought she was dying all she wanted was more time together
374. … and now they have it
375. Because he was planning a romantic trip away for their anniversary in a cabin upstate
376. Because he’s willing to play hooky from work to get away for a few days just for them– no distractions, now work, just them
377. … and that sounds perfect to her
378. Because she knows he will choose the dark chocolate bunnies snack even if they’re leftover from Easter (but she still offers him the tofu jerky)
379. Because the point for them [is] to be together
380. Because she’ll walk with him through the abandoned country road when they get a flat tire
381. Because when do they ever get to enjoy a nice long walk in the woods?
382. Because she teases him with scary movie stories and zombies
383. Because when they get to the cabin he will cook them something while she enjoys a nice warm shower
384. Because he doesn’t hesitate to say yes when she asks to light a candle for Roman
385. Because he knows how much he meant to her and that she wouldn’t be alive without Roman
386. Because despite everything, they can still laugh about it when their romantic getaway still somehow gets interrupted even though they are miles and miles away
387. Because they don’t have to go away to be together
389. Because she has got everything she needs “right here”
390. Because of `Kurt’s annoyed “no, go away” when they get interrupted– yet again
391. Because he put a second mortgage on the house trying to find her when she was on the run
392. Because he knew that was her in the Moscow police report and he was so close to finding her
393. Because getting pissed off together and [storming?] sorting out of SIOC is very sexy
394. Because he wanted so much to punch that smug look off Weitz’s face
395. But she is glad he didn’t because she prefers him out of prison
396. Because he won’t let her sacrifice herself
397. Because he cannot lose her again
398. Because they are done keeping lies from each other
399. Because they just want to focus on them
400. … and that sounds nice
Bro, if you can see this, please know that I am so damn proud of you and that you are here! I know you've been through a lot and often you didn't even have anyone to turn to for help, I know what it's like for men, But remember that you are never alone. This is for all men on this planet: don't think you need to be manly and brave all the time, and if you feel bad (which happens to everyone), just tell someone about it and I guarantee you that no one will laugh at you about it. You can tell your girlfriend, parent, sibling or trusted adult for example teacher, or even ask your another male friend "You want to hug?" You really may need it as much as the next man and don't be ashamed of it!!! ಥ‿ಥ
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Montenegro: (SOS hotline for victims of violence)- 080 111 111
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He checked his yearbook. it was tossed somewhere inside their closet - to be honest he hadn’t even shown Bea that it was there. Rooster walked out of the shower and beelined towards the built in shelves, moving boxes out of the way, patting around until he finds it.
It was a thick yearbook, red leather cover. He looks down at it, exhales, then inhales, then repeats it all over again. Dr.Paulson,when Rooster told him about it, said that this should be a restart for him. To finally accept the healing he’s been working on. He got the promotion, now he had to deal with some demons.
He looks around, hearing Beatrice moving downstairs and then sits on the bed, placing the yearbook on his lap…why was he nervous to open it?
Rooster sat on the edge of the bed, the weight of the yearbook heavy in his hands. He traced his fingers over the red leather cover… It had been years since he last looked at the pages within, the memories of his high school days buried deep within his mind.
With a deep breath, he opened the yearbook, the pages yellowed with age. As he flipped through the pages, faces from the past stared back at him, frozen in time. He found himself smiling at some of the familiar faces, memories flooding back to him with each turn of the page.
There were pictures of his classmates, their names scrawled in elegant handwriting beneath their photos. He lingered on each page, reminiscing about the friendships and rivalries that had defined his high school experience.
And there were many rivalries.
But as he turned the pages, Rooster couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness wash over him. He paused on a page featuring a group photo of his baseball team, memories of late-night practices and incredible victories flooding back to him.
He shakes his head, flipping back to the beginning to find his photo. He looked…crazy. But then again this was the 2000’s and everyone looked crazy then. His mustache was already thick and— was his hair a mullet???? He stares at it for a few seconds, he could NOT remember his hair like that, but it was a kind of mullet.
“What the f-” he narrows his eyes, trying to remember it…why did he…oh. That picture day he told his mom he wanted a haircut, since his hair was growing long but…but she wasn’t okay, so he decided to do it himself. It wasn’t bad, it just wasn’t good.
He looked very angry then, even while smiling.
He clicks his tongue against his teeth, looking back at his younger self with the strained smile and low brows. Almost glaring in a way…he was so fucking angry back then, so angry,so stressed so–”
“Hey.”
He immediately snaps the yearbook closed, widening his eyes towards Bea, who gave him a confused look ,”...hey…gorgeous.”
Beatrice crossed the room to join him on the bed, her brow furrowing with concern as she took in Rooster's expression. "Are you okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. "You seem...distressed."
Rooster sighed, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to find the right words. "Yeah, I'm okay," he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I was just...looking at my old yearbook."
“...what?”
“Oh, it’s…nothing.” he tries to put it away, “Just, you know, it’s nothing.”
Bea blinked at him, smiling in surprise, “You never told me you had your yearbook!”
"Yeah, I guess I never did," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "It's just been sitting in the closet for years, collecting dust."
Beatrice's expression softened as she reached out to take Rooster's hand in hers. "Well, why don't you show it to me?" she suggested gently. "I'd love to see what you were like in high school."
Rooster hesitated, unsure of how to respond…"I don't know, Bea," he said hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's...not exactly a happy trip down memory lane."
Beatrice squeezed Rooster's hand ,rubbing his knuckles with her thumb, her eyes warm. "I understand," she said softly. "But I'm here for you, no matter what. And if looking at your yearbook brings up difficult memories, I'll be right here to support you. If you want to"
She had a way of making him feel seen and understood, even when he struggled to articulate his emotions.
Always did.
With a deep breath, he nodded, his resolve strengthening.
"Okay," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I'll show it to you."
With that, Rooster opened the yearbook once again, flipping through the pages as Beatrice leaned in to look over his shoulder. She blinked, because he opened exactly on his picture, ‘...Roos.” she whispers, “...You never told me you had a mullet in school!’
‘Yeah,I…kinda forgot.”
“You make it look good.” she whispered, “...gosh I’d have such a crush on you if we studied together.”
Rooster chuckled softly at Beatrice's remark, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. "Well, lucky for me, I have you now," he replied, his voice tinged with affection. "And I wouldn't change that for anything."
Beatrice smiled up at Rooster, her eyes shining with love. "I feel the same way," she said softly, her voice filled with sincerity. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." she was so sincere, only to drop her gaze back down at the yearbook, “...so, tell me a little bit about this. You did tell me some about your life in Virginia but,well, anyone here you’d like to introduce me to?”
“Ah,pft,I think you’ll meet most of them at the reunion.” he mutters, flipping a page, ‘...I can’t believe I said yes.”
She looks at him for a few seconds, she could see how much this whole ordeal made him conflicted and she felt her heart hurt for him. Rooster had so much in his mind and she always means what she says when she says she’ll respect and support his choices… “We can still cancel the flight if you want.” she suggests ,”Is that what you want?”
“...no, it’s fine.”
“You sure?”
He rubs his eyes then runs his hand down his face, “I…I need to do this, close the chapter, you know?” he looks down at his yearbook, inhaling before he closes it, “...I haven’t seen these people in almost 20 years, gorgeous….”
"I understand," she said softly, her voice quiet. "Closing that chapter can be difficult, but I'll be right here with you every step of the way."
Rooster smiled gratefully at Beatrice, feeling a sense of warmth wash over him. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "I appreciate that.”
"Hey," she said softly, breaking the silence, "You don't have to do this alone. We're a team, remember?"
Rooster smiled at Beatrice's words, feeling a surge of gratitude wash over him. "I know," he replied, his voice filled with warmth. "It’s just…weird."
They sat together for a while longer, finding solace in each other's presence.It was then that Bea finally noticed that her husband, her very handsome and physically attractive husband, was wearing only a towel. “...baby?” she asks, “you…are not dressed.”
He blinks, “...Oh. I…forgot about that.”
Beatrice laughed softly, reaching out to playfully swat his arm. "You are too silly sometimes" she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Go get dressed before you catch a cold."
“I mean…would you be opposed if I…you know, lost the towel?”
Oh he was relentless.
“Normally I’d be all for it baby but we have things to do today,” she whispers, albeit her eyes dropped to his jutted hipbones, “Okay?”
Rooster nodded, smirking before standing up from the bed and making his way to the closet to grab some clothes.Beatrice watched Rooster with a fond smile, feeling a rush of affection wash over her.
And something else.
Once Rooster was dressed, they settled back onto the bed, enjoying each other's company in comfortable silence. Beatrice snuggled up against Rooster's side, feeling a sense of peace wash over her as they basked in the warmth of their love.
As they lay together, lost in their own thoughts, Rooster reached out to take Beatrice's hand in his. He squeezed her hand then brought up to his lips "I love you," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "Thank you for always being there for me."
Beatrice smiled up at Rooster, her heart swelling with love. "I love you too," she replied softly, her voice filled with warmth. "Don’t mention it.”
He smiles, his cheeks dimpling as he rubs her ring finger gently, inhaling, ‘...is it weird to say I’m kinda scared for the reunion?”
"It's not weird at all," she replied softly, her voice gentle as she caresses his chest. "It's natural to feel nervous about facing the past, especially when it's been so long."
Rooster nodded, his gaze dropping to their intertwined fingers. "Yeah," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "I guess I'm just worried about...what they'll think of me, you know? It's been so long since we've seen each other, and I've changed a lot since then." he frowns, “I don’t know why I am worried.”
Beatrice squeezed Rooster's hand reassuringly, her touch warm and comforting. "You're still the same amazing person you've always been," she said sincerely. "And anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve to be in your life."
Rooster smiled gratefully at Beatrice, feeling a sense of warmth spread through his chest. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "It’s just this whole thing with John, him being a weirdo, i don’t know…made me remember why I stopped talking to some of them.”
Rooster wrapped his arm around Beatrice, pulling her close before he continued, “I mean, he looked at you weird too.” he purses his lips, “I didn’t like it.”
Beatrice leaned into Rooster's embrace, feeling a sense of security wash over her. "I know," she replied softly, her voice tinged with concern. “I do love when you get all protective.” she smiles softly, kissing his chin, “You are always so…vicious with your eyes only,it’s very attractive.”
He chuckles, arching his brow at her, “Well, you are a beautiful woman.” she blushes,dropping her gaze a bit ,”And you know,I do love all of you.”
Beatrice's heart skipped a beat at Rooster's words, feeling a rush of warmth flood her chest. She looked up at him with adoration in her eyes, "You always know how to make me feel loved," she whispered, “I really like it.”
Rooster brushed a strand of hair away from Beatrice's face, his touch gentle as he leaned in to press a tender kiss to her forehead. "And I always will," he replied softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "You mean everything to me, Beatrice."
Beatrice smiled up at Rooster, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over her. "”And you mean everything to me.” she whispers, touching his face, “...that’s why I don’t want you to be too worried, if you feel uncomfortable there,we leave. Plain and simple.”
He frowns, “I know…” he sighs, “I don’t know if we should take the kids to Virginia this time.”
“Yeah?”
“We’ll be there for what? One? Two days? There’s no need.” he frowns, “Besides, the long travel is going to take a toll on them, you know?”
‘Well, the twins are still pretty young.” she whispers, “And Nikki…mhm…yeah no you are right, it’s better they stay here. Maybe we can call Mav to babysit them, you know?” she says softly, “They’d have a blast.”
Rooster nodded in agreement, his brow furrowing with concern. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," he replied, his voice filled with thoughtfulness. "I'll give Mav a call and see if he's available to babysit."
Beatrice smiled gratefully at Rooster, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "He’ll make time, you know that," she said softly, her voice filled with gratitude. "I think the kids will have a lot of fun with him."
Rooster leaned in to press a tender kiss to Beatrice's lips, his touch warm. They always do," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "I just want to make sure our family is happy and safe."
Beatrice melted into Rooster's embrace, feeling a sense of warmth spread through her chest. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they savored the moment together.
“They are.” she whispers, kissing his chin, “You know they are.” she then sits up, “Come on, there’s a lot of stuff we have to pack–” he groans in annoyance “And we better get on with it, the sooner we do it, the better,right?”
He sighs, but relents, “...fine…” with a little grin, slapping her ass as she turns around, making her yelp, “After you.”