#Siobhan’s reaction all the way through this was half the reason I needed to post it I was cracking upppppp

[disastergoose]

it’s murphin time

[violetren]

I’ve got this weird semi formed au that I’ll probably never get around to writing, but enjoy imagining from time to time anyways.

Rough description: Siobhan fought against the Silver Banshee’s influence and after a lot of therapy and experimental medication it was decided she could be let back into the world but under strict probation conditions. Eg living with someone who could physically prevent her from causing havoc.

Basically it is a vague complicated way of making Siobhan and Kara roommates.

It’s hard in the beginning. Siobhan/the banshee is ready to kill Kara at the slightest provocation but knows that’d be game over for her so she just acts really fucking bitchy instead. Kara is a nice person, but Rao be damned if Siobhan doesn’t push her buttons. And really. How nice can people expect her to be when she’s grudgingly living with a woman that wants her dead just to prove that people can change for the better?

But slowly they fall into an equilibrium. Cohabitation giving each of them an understanding and respect for the shit the other goes through each day.

Things get better. Siobhan is never nice but her bitchiness and Kara’s reactions to it become teasing camaraderie. Over their time together they have learned where the lines are and have stopped trying to harm one another by crossing them. If you called them friends they’d both be offended but yeah. They’re friends.

And I have great fun playing around with the unapologetic bitch and the ray of sunshine. Siobhan being exasperated by people pining after Kara or Kara pining after people makes for some great “go fuck the ___ already” type conversations for any and all of my Kara ships. It’s easy enough to adjust the circumstances of their living together to allow for each new prospective relationship that canon/fanon introduces to me.

The reason I’m telling you all of this because I think there are some people out there that’d enjoy my latest little adventure down this rabbit hole.

They’ve been living together for a while now. Siobhan has been doing pretty damn well at not threatening to murder people. Even Kara the main focus of her ire hasn’t had a threat in the past week.

The only times she’s really come close to slipping have been when Kara has had that daxamite around, trying to help him adjust to life on earth. Mon-el was a fuckboy and Siobhan had said as much to his face.

Watching Sunny D stammer out an explanation to the insult when he’d cocked his head in confusion and asked her what it meant still made Siobhan smile even days later. Oddly enough it was made even better by the fact that while Kara had complained about being put in such an awkward position after he’d left, she had never actually disagreed with Siobhan’s observation.

Unfortunately their shared opinion on Mon-el’s status as a fuckboy did nothing to lessen just how involved he became in their daily lives.

He was everywhere.

At the DEO when she went in for her check up/reports, he’d be monopolizing HER boyfriend.

At the one bar in the city where she could get a drink in peace, he’d be trying to hook up with anything or anyone with any vaguely feminine traits. She’d taken great joy in following his targets into the ladies to offhandedly mention he had some alien STD. Whether it was true or not wasn’t her concern but chances were, right?

Worst of all he was in her living space. Pretending to listen to Kara’s advice on adjusting to Earth (which might not have been stellar but was more than Kara had ever received) and then twisting whatever she had been saying into a way to blame Kara for HIS behaviour.

Even Silver Banshee, constantly whispering in the depths of her mind for Kara’s destruction and demise, seemed to consider his existence in their lives too low a tactic to achieve her desired ends.

Siobhan had been doing pretty damn well at keeping her alter ego in line. Damn great if you factored in the fuckboys incessant presence.

But she’s only human. Mostly.

So when she arrives home from a few too many drinks at the bar with Winn and walks in just in time to hear the fuckboy comparing her friend not-friend to Kryptonite? It’s really not her fault when she screams him through a wall and down onto the street.

It takes Kara a second to process the ringing in her ears, and brick dust swirling around her. It takes her another second to realise she wasn’t the one who had gone flying. Siobhan feels those two seconds as if they were eternity, fully expecting Kara to go full Supergirl on her.

Those two seconds pass. And then another two as Kara looks down to the street where Mon-el is slowly sitting up in a daze. Kara is still and quiet in a way Siobhan hasn’t ever seen her the entire time they’ve been living together.

Finally Kara looks at Siobhan, and Siobhan thinks she could never have imagined Sunny D looking so exhausted.

“How are we supposed to explain a man shaped hole in the wall to the landlord Siobhan? Rao. Did you even think about that?” Kara asks, pinching her brow.

Siobhan just blinks in response.

“There’s an open window right next to it! You couldn’t have taken like a half step to the right to aim for it?”  

She can’t believe it.

“That’s what you’re worried about?” she asks, a hint of hysteria in her voice. “I just used my evil metahuman powers to throw someone out a window and your complaint is that I didn’t aim for the window!?”

“Do you know how much it’s going to cost to fix that wall?” Kara asks in retort. “How many potstickers I’m not gonna get to order because I had to spend the money on fixing the mess your unemployed ass just made?”

“You’re choosing now to get on my back about not having a job? Have you ever tried getting a job as an ex-supervillain in a city practically owned by the woman you tried to kill?”

“Oh please. You were hardly a super-villain. Villain of the week at best.”

“EXCUSE YOU?!”

They’re still bickering when Alex and J’onn arrive with a DEO TAC team after picking up a signal from Siobhan’s anklet monitor that she had used her powers. They stop just long enough for Kara to tell J’onn that Siobhan doesn’t need to get locked in some DEO blacksite in the middle of nowhere before they continue arguing. The topic of the argument having moved on to whether they should use the repair as an opportunity to repaint the common area, and what colour they should paint it.

The exhaustion Siobhan had seen in Kara seems to have evaporated the longer they’ve been arguing. The normalcy of it rejuvinating her not-friend.

Down in the street Mon-el is still propped up against a lamp post, bleeding from the ears, having been completely ignored by the swarm of agents that had rushed up to Kara’s apartment.