#Zod x reader

[samantha-rae-velcher]

General's Gaze

General Zod x Fem reader

Requested by: @mask-knife-is-heimdalls-wife

Warnings: Smut, swearing, threats, mentions of killing.

A/n: 18+ (tho I don't really care)

Summary: Y/n is human, Kal and her grew up together on earth. (In this story Krypton wasn't destroyed and Kal's family is still alive. Kal brings Y/n to his planet and Zod can't help his fascination in the human female.

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"Kal! Are you for real!?" Y/n yelled while she slammed her suit case. "I actually get to meet your folks and see your planet!?"

He stood behind her smiling and shaking his head.

"Yes, but they've never met a human before. It is quite different there."

She turned to him and grabbed his forearms, not being able to reach his shoulders. "Is there sufficient oxygen!? I don't wanna get there and die cuz I can't breathe!"

"Don't worry, Krypton has oxygen."

Y/n nodded and put her hands on her hips

"Good good....h-how are we getting there? Not like we can't book a plane ticket or take the bus."

Kal walked into the living room and sat on the couch, Y/n fallowed him. She went into the kitchen and snatched a soda out of the fridge, throwing one to him. Y/n cracked hers open, she leaned against the counter and took a swig, pointing at Kal.

"So, you gonna fly us there? Or we takin a trip to NASA to snag a rocket? Or are you gonna phone one of your relatives?"

"We're taking the ship I came in." Kal replied.

"Alright, let's go."

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Kal and Y/n entered the ship, she sat down in one of the seats and cracked her knuckles.

"You know how to fly this thing?" She asked.

"It flys itself, I just have to punch in the location."

"Let's do it."

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A couple hours went by, as Y/n just watched the stars pass by the window. She began to doze off, leaning back in her chair. Y/n heard a voice in her head, a man's voice. It was dark, controlling. When she finally drifted into sleep, a tall man came into view.

"Hello, my dear." He said. The man gently caressed her face, she couldn't help but be attracted. He had short dark hair, beautiful blue eyes that cold kill. Every curve of his muscles was perfectly outlined with a black suit that was a material she couldn't Identify.

"W-Who are you?" She stuttered.

"General Zod, you're on your way to Krypton?"

He began circling her. Y/n's nervous levels rising, Zod's gaze was so intense she thought she would melt.

"Yeah...your suit...it looks like Kal's. Are you from Krypton."

Zod stopped behind her, leaning forward. She could feel his breath on her neck....dang he was close.

"Yes, I look forward to seeing you."

"Why am I dreaming of you?" She asked, spinning around.

"I have the abilities to enter your dreams....turn them into nightmares if I desire."

Chills ran down her spine, she quickly turned to him. Y/n nodded and rubbed her hands together, she looked him up and down assessing just what the fuck she was looking at.

"Alright, you've gotta be just a figment of my imagination. Because this?" She motioned up and down. "This pristine chunk of man can't be real....I'm sorry."

Within a blink of an eye, Zod whipped out a knife and impaled her in the side.

The air caught in her throat, and she tasted blood. A smirk spread across his face.

"Now am I real?"

".....we'll see."

With that Y/n yanked herself out of her dream, she flew forward almost hitting the panel in front of her. Kal grabbed her just in time and pulled her back into her seat.

"Woah! You alright!?"

She didn't answer, she immediately touched her side. There wasn't a wound...but there was pain.

"We'll see." She repeated.

"We're here." Kal said.

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Y/n walked with Kal and a couple of guards, they were lead into a large room, as they entered she scanned everyone she passed. Looking around the room, it was bright. Blue and gold lined the wallls, doors, and windows.

As they got closer to what she assumed was a throne of some sort, she locked eyes with a man...The man. That same smirk, those blue eyes, that dark expression that could kill the devil.

Kal had to stop Y/n from walking into someone, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Y/n!"

"Huh? Yeah....what!?"

He pointed at a rather handsome man in front of them, the man smiled and nodded.

"This is my father."

Y/n held out her hand, to which he looked confused. She glanced over at Kal then back at his father. She smiled, took his and and slowly shook it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Y/n Y/L/n."

"Jor-El."

Y/n heard slow heavy footsteps behind her, Kal's father looked over and smiled.

"Ah, Y/n. This is General Zod."

She spun around, his expression not faulting Zod looked her up and down.

"If you come with me, I'll show you to your room."

Y/n looked over at Kal, she was scared. She didn't know this man, he was fuckin scary. She didn't think he was real.

He watched as she felt where he had stabbed her, that smirk returned.

"Come." Zod said, she could tell by the way he said it he wasn't suggesting shit, it was a command.

"Mk, I'm comin."

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They trudged through the halls, she started to question if they had a destination at all. Y/n swore they passed that painting three times before.

"Mind telling me just who the fuck you are?"

"I suggest you don't speak to me in that manner."

They rounded the corner and she was suddenly pressed to the wall, she could feel the cold metal of his blade pressed to her side again.

"You wonder why I chose you?" He asked.

"Yeah, just outta no where you just decided "Oh well shit, this is a good time to jump into her dreams, stab her to make a point that wasn't made until twenty minutes ago."

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her jaw, she flinched.

"Please. Don't."

"Shh, I've chosen you. You're mine. Any man touches you and I will kill them."

"Christ, you that obsessed?"

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Time passed and Y/n felt his gaze on her back constantly, she tried to tell Kal but he thought it was funny. She attempted to tell other women but they got jealous and brushed it off.

Everytime another man came close to her or attempted to flirt, he randomly came out of thin air, scaring the absolute fuck out of her.

"Why hello." A man with blonde hair said. "Im Kad-Von. I've seen you around, you are most beautiful."

Y/n smiled and crossed her arms, the man came closer setting his hand beside her head on the wall.

"Wow, you're really close."

"I see the way you cower in the gaze of Zod. I can protect you from him."

This man was getting way to friendly, she could kick his ass if she knew that they wouldn't shoot her into space.

"I believe that-"

"What do you think you're doing?" The man was interrupted by a deeper voice.

"Zod! W-what are you doing here?"

"Keeping you from making a serious mistake, take your hand off the wall and step away from her."

Y/n actually felt relief when he came around the corner, she couldn't saw why but she felt safe.

"Woah woah, Zod. This woman isn't your property."

"Remove yourself from our presence or I'll show you just how wrong you are."

Zod stepped closer, the other man chuckled and shook his head, he leaned in for a kiss but Y/n smacked him and ran.

She could hear a scream coming from behind her, Y/n didn't know what the General was doing to that guy, frankly she didn't wanna know.

Y/n went crashing through a crowd of people, more men looking at her like she was fried chicken. She bolted inside, and pushed her way into her room. Y/n went to slam the door but Zod caught it and pushed it back open, making Y/n stumble to the floor.

The General closed the door and slowly stalked towards her. Y/n stood up, her back hit the wall and Zod came so close she could feel his breathe upon her neck.

"He didn't deserve you, I do."

Zod's lips crashed into hers, making her moan. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her leg anto his hip.

"I've been watching you for a long time. Long before that day in your dream." He whispered.

Zod spun her around to face the wall and pulled up her skirt. She pressed her ass against his groin, he leaned forward so his chest was against her back.

"You want this? Huh? You want my cock?"

"Y-yes, please."

She suddenly felt his cock slide into her, they both let out groans as he started to thrust.

"Mine." Zod whispered in her ear. "Mine."

He held her hands above her head and thrusted hard into her, with his other hand he gripped her throat and gently squeezed.

"Say it."

"Hmm?"

"Who do you belong to?"

"Ah, fuck. Y-you."

His grip became tighter, he pulled her head back against his shoulder.

"Who?"

"G-General Zod."

THE END ❤️

[bigfan-fanfic]

Thor, Arthur (DC), Zod and Clark learning that their bf is the owner of a sex shop and/or strip tease club ?

Thor admires the ingenuity of Midgardians, and although the pleasure toys he's explored and seen in Asgard and on other worlds are numerous, he's still excited to look around.

Arthur chuckles to himself often about it. Though he also does make a few off-color jokes about it being a Gift of the Magi type situation, where his bf owns a sex shop but is completely vanilla

Zod is quite interested. Krypton does not tend to encourage sex outside of the Council-approved relationships. He is thrilled to see that human society has more freedom of expression and seeks to learn.

Clark is probably not surprised, considering he's both a journalist and a superhero with super hearing and vison, but he's more comfortable expressing his more kinky side. Definitely playfully asks if his bf has anything in the shop that can hold a guy that tends to break out of most restraints.

[multifandomworldsposts]

Day 24 of Kinktober: Saved By Superman

pairing: Clark Kent x fem!reader

warning: abduction, eating out, oral sex, unprotected sex

10 YEARS AGO (Y/N’s POV)

I’m in American History 1 and hell, the questions on our assignment is soo confusing like, when did JFK got assassinated and when did Nixon resign, like I don’t know these questions and our teacher makes no sense on what we’re learning about. Clark is in the same class and he would help me on what the questions are about and what our tests are going to have.

At some point Clark and I were study partners and thanks to him, I passed American History! Ever since then Clark and I have been friends and we would tell each other about anything about our personal lives and we would do anything together, but a lot of people from school would say that we’re dating but we’re not.

Eventually, we separate because I go to Kansas University for a photography degree, which is far away from Smallville and we lost contact with each other.

PRESENT TIME

I begin to wash my dishes and I see on my TV that there’s another unusual event happened today, of course, but I see a hero saving the person from the building, why does he looks familiar? They show the hero and it’s Clark? I never knew that he’s, Superman? What’s going on?

I drive back to my hometown, Smallville, and what’s happening? I see this figure approaching my car but it’s flying? The hell? I blackout.

I wake up at some room that I’ve never seen or been into before. I hear something or someone walking towards me, I look where I hear the noise and it’s someone in a costume.

“Who are you?” I question.

“I can ask you the same thing.” The voice said back.

I try to move around but I’m tied up with chains? I want to get the hell out of here.

“Can I at least get a name from you?” I said to the voice.

“Zod.” The voice answered.

Zod? I don’t know who that is. He walked up and I immediately realized that he went to the same high school as Clark and me, I remember he was a little weird and many kids made fun of him.

“You know who I am now?” He says.

“Now I do. Why do you want me here?” I asked.

“To get answers.” His voice changed.

“Okay? What?”

“Who is Superman?” He says.

“I don’t know, I really don’t.” I answer.

“You know! You used to be buddies with him.” He said.

“What?” I ask.

“Don’t lie to me!” He approaches to my face.

“I’m not lying.” I confess.

He backs up to give me some space. I can tell he thinks I’m still lying. He eventually went upstairs and I hear the door locking, I want to leave so fucking bad!

One day, I hear noises upstairs and I hear the door opening. Someone running downstairs and it’s Clark, he looks different than the last time I ever saw him. He releases me from the chains and I hold on to him until he flies away from the room I was in.

We arrive at some house I never seen before, it’s Clark’s house, god he changed.

He lays me down on his couch.

“Thank you for saving me.” I say.

“Anytime for a friend.” He smiles.

He gets some medicine to help the swelling and wounds on my wrists to heal.

“I never knew that you’re Superman, Clark.” I said looking at him.

“I’ve been my whole life.” He said wrapping elastic bandage on my wrists.

“You never told me that ever in high school Clark.” I say holding my hands still.

“I thought you would tell people.” He said softly.

“You know me, I would never do that in the history of our friendship Clark, you know I wouldn’t.” I confess.

He knows I’m telling the truth.

Eventually, we talked about what’s been going on in our lives recently.

“How’s your mom?” I ask.

“She talks about you still.” He says.

“She misses you.” He smiled.

“Really? I haven’t seen her in so long.” That’s so sweet.

After that conversation, we talked about other things, such as, who we dated when we separated.

“Did you ever dated anyone while I was gone?” I question.

“Never.” He replied.

“I highly doubt that Clark. A bunch of girls threw themselves at you and gave me death threats.” I said.

“I never dated anyone Y/N and I remember those death threats, I know some of them are married or still dating someone.” He smirks.

“You know I, actually had a crush on someone in high school.” I look down and look up at Clark.

“Who? Come on Y/N/N, I can see you blushing.” He says egging me on.

“You.” I gulped.

“Me? Why’s that?” He says.

“Ever since you helped me with homework and all.” I confess.

“Really? I kinda did as well." He confesses.

I blush. I can't believe this. we both had crushes on each other since we met.

He leans into kiss me, and I kiss him back. I tug on his hair but I wince by my wrists. Clark picks me up to take us to his bathroom, he sets me on the counter and starts the water from the tub, I try to take my clothes off but Clark stops me to take my clothes off instead, he picks me up again to put me in tub. The water felt so good. Clark takes his shirt off, he’s definitely changed. He comes in the tub with me and makes me get closer to him and kisses me again.

After us in the tub Clark washed me off but the blood and the dirt off my body, he takes us to his bed and lays me down on it, which is really comfortable.

“Try to get some sleep Y/N.” He says about to leave.

“Can you stay in here with me?” I say looking at where Clark is.

“If you want me to.” He asks.

“Please?” I say.

He lays down with me and I sleep instantly.

2 HOURS LATER

I wake up with a feeling in my clit, I look down to see Clark eating me out, I moan, when I did that Clark kept on eating me out but a little bit deeper, I gasp and I tug on his hair. He stops eating me out and starts to give me love bites near my clit, I scream again. I never imagined he’s this good.

After Clark eating me out, he comes up to face me and begins to fuck me, I scream again, he goes in and out of me but he goes faster. Our moans and grunts fills up in the room and skin slapping against each other. I’m so glad he saved me.

[rodimusprime2017]

A Monstrous Introduction - Legion Of Superheroes

Chimera!Male Reader X Kara Danvers

A inhuman roar is heard throughout the campus as Mon-El hears it, so does Supergirl and Superman as they were both confused on what can make that sound, but Mon-El knew who.

Mon-El: Uh oh, he knows. He must’ve seen you arrive as he’s closing in right now.

Supergirl: Who’s he?

Mon-El: He? Oh, I think you’re about to meet the strongest student here, and the most fearsome.

The trio suddenly hear something big land behind them as they slowly turn to see to Supergirl’s shock, a giant silver robotic gorilla as blades come out of his arms, ready for a fight.

????: Who are you, Kryptonian. Speak now, or I’m gonna be the Maximal who’s gonna rip out your spark!

Mon-El: Chimera! Stand down! She’s not with Zod! She’s new here for Daxam’s sake.

Superman: Is he always like this?

Mon-El: After Zod, yes. He’s an Alpha for a reason, and a leader.

Chimera taps a strange symbol on his chest, causing him to change into a teenage boy with E/C and H/C.

????: Sorry ‘bout that. Needed to let off some steam. Who’s the gorgeous blonde girl dressed like a cheerleader?

Superman: This is my cousin; Kara Zoe-El.

Supergirl: Call me Supergirl.

????: Oh, we’re giving up our secret identities. Call me Y/N L/N aka Chimera. King of Beasts and God of Monsters. I could use a new training partner, especially one of your type. Sorry, I apologise.

Supergirl: It’s okay, be yourself as you want.

Tagged: @primeofprimes115

[archer-bishop]

When The Time Comes

A/n: Hi My Name's Sam and I'm kind of new to Tumblr so here's my first imagine I decided to make it Kara Danvers x reader and I'm also on Wattpad as Sam27Joe. Hope you like and tell if you want a part 2. And if you have any requests or ideas, please tell me. Anyways hope you like it...

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Summary: When Kara was young before the planet exploded she had a best friend, and over time she fell in love with this friend. One day they find out the were going to get married, and they admitted they loved each other. Is there still hope for the two lost lovers or can one kiss really be enough to speak for a lost lifetime?...

Your Name : Cor Chance Buchanan Borne (pronunciation (Born)

Nick name : Kahlian (pronunciation (Kah-li-an)(pronounce it like a Filipino)

+8 Months Before The Death of Krypton+

Your Pov.

Me and Kara were walking through the gardens only a few minutes away from the 'House Of El' one of the biggest houses on Krypton, known for being the most successful in their fields, the best military generals come the 'House of Zod', the best politicians come from the 'House of Vex' and of course the best and brightest minds on Krypton come from the the great 'House of El'.

I wasn't from any of the high houses I was from the 'House of Borne' it is known for holding the greatest musicians and healers on Krypton, we weren't a wealthy house... though we were happy and live simply by the farmlands. We were also very intelligent in our own right.

I don't know how, but I met Kara, Kara Zor El when my father was called to the 'House of El' to help with her sick father our houses have apparently been close friends for generations. I was about 7 and she was about 5 we were best friends ever since. I also taught her to fight... Well the basics at least.

And now I am 14 and she is 12 and we just found out that when the time comes we are to be bonded together (to be married) if would agree I said 'of course I would do it we have been beat friends for years and it would be better that some stranger" she looked at me in awe as she said "I would like nothing more and she's my best friend that I love oh so much than anyone else I can think of doing this with (taking my hands in hers)'

Now thinking of that moment as we walk through the various flowers in the field. She looks at me with a loving smile tugging her lips as I carry a basket of flowers and herbs, I put a blue flower behind her ear and swipe away a stray strand of hair from her face, cupping her cheek. I tell her "wait here I'll just drop these back at the house (kissing her cheek)" she puts her hand on my wrist and said "ok I'll wait here" I return a few minutes later with my royal blue leather trench coat on with my family's crest on the right shoulder then I hold my hand for Kar El... She seems to like it.

Before we left for the garden her father, Zor El pulled me away and told me 'look Chance I see as you as a daughter and I am happy you will be joining our family'

'thank you'

'I also wanted to give you this' he held a small box that once he opened, I knew exactly where he was going with this 'for the future, when you are ready... I'm giving you my permission' he continued

and her mom, Alura then said ' yes Chance you have are permission for the future (puts a hand on my shoulder) as long as you take care of her'

'thank you and I'll do anything for Kara I-I love her'I start to ahead some tears

Zor El said 'hey don't cry (wiping my tears) now go catch up to my daughter (he said patting my back)' I nod my head, put the ring box in my inner pocket and go...

+Time Skip+

I was getting late and cold out but I was fine I'm used to the cold being born and raised on the farmlands you get used to the cold and hot temperature. But Kara only had a loose white dress with her family crest on the front, she was shivering. So I take of my coat and put it on her shoulders it went down to her ankles since I was much taller than her, she just giggled (she is 5.2, you're 6 foot).

"Cor I-I... I love you"

I get on one knee and say " I love you too Kara Zor El" we continue to walk as happy as can be...

"So how does it feel nowing you'll be a Borne, miss Kar El" i said turning to her with a smirk

" You know what I think I like Kar Cor El a lot more" she says giving me a kiss on the cheek knowing she is the only one allowed to call me that...

+Narrator+

She and Kara have been spending a lot of time together since then. Chance taught Kara about her family history and how to make basic healing pastes. Kara taught her about her family and her plans on joining the science guild. Kahlian sang her a few songs she wrote (I didn't write any so pretend you wrote it). And the name Kahlian is something Kara came up with she said it was a combination of her mane Kara and Chance's father's name Lian.

+The Death of Krypton+

"No father... Where's Chance... She needs to come with me" she said through her sobs

"I'm sorry my daughter this pod can only fit one, we only have one hour left" Zor El said with tears going down his face, as Kara cried more

"KARA!" you ran into the room blood dripping from your forehead, your hands and face bruised and bloodied from running here as fast as you can through all the destruction to see the love of your life one last time...

So you ran... you ran to her... no matter how much your body ached from the rocks and concrete that fell onto you this was all worth it to hold her... In your arms... even if it's just for a little bit...

"Kahlian..." Came out as nothing more than a a whisper. "Please... I can't leave without you" scratching the back of your neck just like she used to...

You brought a bag with you filled with clothes of yours she loves... And a few rings and necklaces of yours she likes to but most importantly all of your songs and all of the pictures on the two of you stored in a krystal... you give to her. You take of your coat, jacket a belt because you knew she loved those too and threw it all in her pod... But you put you the coat her shoulders like you did... the first time you said I love you...

You take a deep breath and say

"Kara I've said all the other goodbyes I've ever needed to say"

"no"

"just listen-" she looks at you crying like you're the center of the universe, while the world is falling apart

"- I want to thank you for everything I had a great life, and I will always be thankful to Rao for the time it has given me... He gave me time to love you... To be happy, Thank you for showing me what it's like to fall for you Kar Cor El (she cries harder remembering she joked about that a few months ago)... I love you and hope that one day when you wake up to a house filled with beautiful memories. You will find someone who will make you as I did (you look down)... Even if I won't be there to see it, I hope you keep me in your heart and I hope you never forget me."

"Oh Kahlian" she said as you put your anchor necklace right where her mothers necklace is and the ring that you're wearing right where you would've hoped the engagement ring would be someday...

Then lean in to kiss her with the passion that you can... But in your mind this kiss is never going to say enough for how much you love her... But this is it your first and last kiss with your best friend, your anchor , with who was supposed to be your future wife...

You rest your forehead to hers holding her in your arms one last time"Goodbye Kara Zor El i will always love you... " you kiss her one last time... One last time...

You say as you carry her in your arms, her head to your chest , heartbeats in sync even when the world is dying all around you... You put her in the pod kiss her again on the jaw, on the cheek, on the forehead... Then on the lips. "Goodbye Cor Borne El I promise I will never forget you" she says accepting it and saying goodbye to love her life one... last... time...

+Present Day+

+Your Birthday Day+

+Narrator+

On this day Kara would write a letter to let out her feelings about everything to... To just feel connected to you in some way... I helped her cope with the loss she has been doing it since she got to earth, she still listens to your songs on this day or just on the days when she feel like the world is just too much... She still wears your old clothes especially because it's fits perfectly on her now but it's still a little loose though.

On this day Alex never understood what happened... Even though she was her sister she doesn't tell her everything especially the story of the great Cor Borne her best friend, her anchor, the love of her life, and the greatest hero in her life...

But one day while trying to bing Kara out of the phantom zone she found one of the letters... She knew it was wrong but she still read it. She saw what looked like... a confession of love for someone, so she knew she needed to ask Kara when she got back.

At the back Kara's head she still held hope for you after all these because to her if argo city survived... Why can't you...

But now it's been 6 months since she has been out of the phantom zone, 5 since telling the world she's supergirl and 4 since becoming editor in chief of CatCo Worldwide Media, she has a lot of ups in her life but that will compare to the thought of... having you back in her arms... even if it was just for a little bit longer...

A/n: I hope you liked it, though this came out longer than I thought. And I'm doing another part on this... Well thank you for reading and if you have any suggestions please tell me, I'm all ears. Well that's it thank you.

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[keenzinemugstudent]

Hey guys so I will be doing part two for my Superboy X reader story but I've been so busy that I haven't really thought about it I honestly forgot until I had got a notification but I have been thinking of another story that I think you guys might like but it might be a short story so I'm not sure this will be Clark Kent / Superman story X reader you the reader is is childhood friends with Clark you helped him through thick and thin you helped him with bullies basically you protected him through everything no matter how many times people told you that he was weird he was a freak you weren't going to judge him just because he was different what he doesn't know is that you also have powers of course you as a reader (you can pick what those powers are) after the battle Zod you then come to find out that Clark is in a relationship with Lois Lane which leaves you heartbroken but not wanting to be selfish or be a bad friend you are happy for him but you're keeping your distance trying not to get in the way of the happy couple this story is a work in progress but I'm hoping to somehow get a visual on it it's just something I've been thinking of for the last couple of weeks and hopefully I can make this into a series. Warning there's going to be a lot of angst in this so grab a box of tissues if you guys have any ideas or even want to give me some ideas for the story that would be really helpful again I will definitely be riding my Superboy story but hopefully I can get back into it

[fanficwritersworld]

Superwoman

Summary: A mysterious person saves Superman from John Irons

Pairing: Clark Kent x Daughter!Reader Lois Lane x Kent!Reader Jonathan Kent x Sister!Reader Jordan Kent x Sister!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Daddy Issues, Traumatic past and PTSD

Masterlist|Prompt List

“Ukr!”

The voice echoed throughout the warehouse. John Irons faltered in his attack against Superman, recognizing the voice. He turned his head to see the owner of the voice, fear creeping into his mind. “She’s on this Earth too!” John exclaimed, readying his hammer.

“No John! It’s the same me and I will not let you kill him, not again” You spoke coming into the light. Your eyes were ready to blast John, your hair going up as you jumped onto the floor. Your House of El crest shining in the solar lamps.

“Lara Kal-El, now I’ll rid you of this world along with your bastard father!” John declared, aiming to hit you. “Throniv!” You yelled, a light blue barrier protecting you from the hammer. “Bitch!” John hissed before you punched him across the face, anger fuming as you did.

“What would your daughter say? Knowing you’d kill someone’s father” You asked, kicking him in his stomach, causing him to crash onto the red solar lamps. The lamps soon shut off, you felt your powers returning properly. “You didn’t listen to me when I warned Lane about what was going to happen. He wasn’t in his right mind John! That monster used his grief over my grandmother to turn him against everyone!” you screamed at him, your fists clenched as tears threatened to fall.

“Even his own aonah” You gritted before knocking John out with a single punch. You took a few moments before turning to Superman. Your Ukr. But he wasn’t, not here.

You spent the last few months watching him, waiting for Tal to pounce like he did back home. You saw him happy with Lois and the twin boys, Jon and Jordan. You were quite jealous at the start, they didn’t know about Superman or Kal-El. You envied their lack of knowledge about their father’s role in the world.

You watched as Jordan developed his powers, same as you but you went through more pain. You blame your other father for that. You didn’t want to interfere with their lives, just stop your psycho uncle and keep Zod away from your father this time.

“Who are you?” Superman asked from behind you. You turned to him, coming out of the shadow left from the lack of light. “My Kryptonian name is Lara Kal-El but most people call me (Y/N) Kent. I’m your daughter from his world” You tilted your head back to the unconscious man behind you.

He looked at you in shock, looking back to Lois and his boys. “I’ll leave if you want. I would never cause trouble with your zrhythrevium” You told him, back away from him as much as it killed you to do so.

“Clark” Lois whispered, in front of the two boys who watched in wonder at your appearance. He looked at her, ready for her say unlike the way he was with him . “You take John to the DOD, I’ll look after the boys and Lara” Lois whispered, knowing the two could hear her perfectly fine. “I can help him, I know the pain of the solar flare better than any other half-breed” You reassured him, praying he could trust her.

Superman nodded before flying away with John Irons with him. You looked to Lois and the twins. “Hop in the truck, I promise I won’t drop you” You grinned shyly. Lis nodded before getting the boys in.

…

By the time Clark had come back, you had helped Jordan through the aftermath of the solar flare. You thanked Rao that you have a few yellow sun bombs with you. “You okay?” You asked the curly haired boy. He nodded shyly before you left the room to him and his brother. Lois placed a cup of tea on the table, pointed it towards you.

“Thank you Ms. Lane” You mumbled, taking the cup in your hand. “So, your Clark’s daughter from a different Earth?” Lois asked you, drinking her own tea. “You could say that” You answered, feeling your heart pound in your chest. Lois raised an eyebrow at this. “It’s complicated.

“What is?” Clark’s voice rang throughout the home. Lois smiled at her husband, greeting him with a kiss. “The boys are in the other room” Lois told him before he walked to see his sons.

Soon enough the family were seated in the kitchen with you at the top of the table. “My name is (Y/N) Martha Kent-Luthor or as some call me Lara Kal-El. I’m a clone of your DNA and my Father Lex Luthor, bald bastard” You cursed at his name. “I was found by you when I was five, you saved me from him and raised me as your daughter. On my world, a man claimed to be our family and he used Grandma’s death as a way to control you and eventually he won. I barely escaped before…” your hands started to shake.

The image of your father ready to kill you with no hesitation burned in your mind. It scared you, how the man you knew as your Urk could be used like that. It killed you inside. A hand was placed on your shaking ones. You looked up from your blurry eyes, seeing his kind eyes and soft smile. “... before he nearly killed me after he killed sejehb Kara. I came here by accident and knew that I had to stop it happening again” You finished, pulling your hands away.

The family looked at you with pity. You let out a sob, wishing that Grandma Martha could scoop you in her arms and tell you everything was gonna be okay. You wiped your tears quickly, standing up. “I’ll be on my way. Thank you for your hospitality” You said before leaving the family to their lives.

“(Y/N)! Wait” Clark called, running after you. You wanted to stop but you knew it would cause you more pain. He grabbed your hand, causing you to look him in the eyes. “Stop. You’re not him, not my Urk. You have a wife and two wonderful boys who need you. My Urk was a single father for eleven years. Don’t do this to your family” You pleaded with him, tears streaming down your face.

You didn’t even notice that you two were flying. “What about yours? (Y/N), you need someone to help you with this. It’s not easy losing a father, I know that feeling. Nd I regret being alone when it happened” Clark told you, both hands placed on your forearms.

“You have a family” You sighed. “And you need one. Lois would love to have you around and the boys need someone with similar experiences as them” Clark admitted, looking you in the eyes. You thought for a moment before your head fell. “One condition” You muttered, seeing Clark’s big smile from through your hair.

"I'm still being Superwoman, no matter what"

Notes:

Kryptonian

Urk - Father

Aonah - Daughter

Throniv - Shield

Zrhythrevium - Family

Sejehb - Female Cousin

Request are Open!

[demivampirew]

Kalentine’s Day

Henry x Plus-Size Reader

You can find more of my writings in the Masterlist

This was a request from @born2stronger : “what about if Henry meets reader through Instagram (we all know sometimes he checks on the comments) so reader gets his attention and he messages her.”   I hope you like it. 😊

Triggers: Fat- shaming; talking about the lost of a pet; feeling of nostalgia.

Tag list: @lunedelorient​​ @henrythickcavill​ @wolvesandhoundshowltogether​ @mary-ann84​ @desperate-and-broken​ @peakygroupie​ @summersong69​ @ivvitm1109​ @madbaddic7ed​ @iloveyouyen​ @the-soot-sprite @hell1129-blog​

"Happy Valentine's day everyone! For all of my fellow single pringles out there, you don't have to be in a relationship to enjoy today, it's about Love. Enjoy seeing others in Love, love your friends, your family, and especially yourself. #Kal #ValentinesDay #BestDogEver #KalentinesDay"

Henry wrote and posted the picture of Kal laying on the bed with a rose on his Instagram account.

Nostalgia hit him hard later that day. He wasn't in a rush to get back on the dating game, especially not after a recent disappointment with a lady, but he missed celebrating that day with a woman he would care about. He starting to imaging how that day would've been if there was someone special in his life: he'd had made breakfast for her to eat on the bed; he'd taken a stroll down the park after that, to enjoy the beautiful morning. They'd have had lunch in someplace fancy, then watch a movie and he'd prepare her favourite dish for dinner and he'd finish the day by making her feel unique. Every woman in his life was unique on his eyes, for best or for worst. That thought made him sigh deeply for what he decided to check some comments on his post. Cheeking comments on his photos was his guilty pleasure. He loved the nice comments and would laugh out loud whenever there were thirsty comments; some were a bit distasteful, others were cute and there were others that were so odd that made him chuckled.

As he was scrolling through comments, one caught up his attention. "@(your username) "KalentinesDay" you cracked me up, Mr Cavill! But I'd like to differ with the BestDogEver one; I love Kal, he's awesome, but my dog is...was the best. I lost him two days ago and I felt like my world crushed for I've had him since I was a kid. Being there holding his paw as the doctor put him down due to disease was the worst thing I've ever experienced. Sorry for ruining the mood, but thank you for the post, it lighted up my day! Have a nice KalentinesDay, Sir." He felt so bad for that person, so he entered her profile and hit the message option. "Hi Y/N. I saw your comment and I just wanted to say how sorry I'm that you lost your beloved companion. I've had Kal for a few years and I cannot even bear the thought of losing him, so I cannot imagine how must feel to lose your pal who's been there most of your life. Be strong. I'm sending you virtual hugs and lots of love. I hope you get better soon." After sending her the message, he checked her account for he saw a recent post with a picture of a lovely dog. It wasn't a mixed breed. It was a rescued dog. She talked so fondly of him, remembering the first day she met him and a few adventures they lived together. The stories warmed Henry's heart yet saddened him, knowing that his light had extinguished. There were a lot of pictures of her dog on her account and pictures of books and movies. Funny enough, most of the books she talked about were some of his favourites and the ones that he hadn't read, he took screen captures so he wouldn't forget to check them out. One of the movies she posted about was Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice and he had to see her thoughts on it. She agreed that the whole Martha plot was absurd, but the thing that bothered her the most, and in her opinion ruined the movie a little bit, was the fact that Doomsday was on the final trailer, for the movie would have been higher rated from her if she'd already known that he was going to show up. Yet, she disagreed with all the hate and the thought that the movie was bad: "It could've been better? Sure, Was it horrible? Absolutely not," "If it is too dark for you, don't watch it, period. Mr Snyder understands the soul of DC Comics. Dc is not lighthearted, accept that and move on" she wrote. Henry was too tempted to like the post and reply, but he decided that it was best not to do it. She didn't have many pictures of her, but he found one from two years ago. In the picture, she was standing to a bride and she hugging her. She had a pink dress on. Henry looked at her cute smile and was stunned by her beauty. In the caption of the photo, she wrote " Ignore my ugly fat ass... focus on my beautiful sister who just got married to her Charming Prince! Congrats, babe! Love you a lot and wish you a lifetime of nothing but happiness! ♥" Henry liked the picture and went straight to the comment section and wrote "You look gorgeous. I hope their love story is a good one and lives on." and press send. He was so caught by her, that without even noticing it, he went through every single post on her account, like all the photos she was in and same with pictures of books, movies and albums he liked.

He was having dinner with Kal when he noticed that he had a reply on IG. When he opened, he saw it was from the girl with the mesmerizing smile. "I think I should call the police, I have a stalker, 👀 😂" she wrote. "Thank you so much for the mood busting. It means a lot. He brought a lot of light to my life and it's hard to have to say goodbye." she confessed, "but instead of lying in bed crying, I'm going to use that energy to give love to another animal in need, that's what my baby would have wanted, I know it in my heart." she finished. Henry didn't wait for a second to answer her, even if that meant that his food would get cold. "Absolutely! Any animal would be lucky to have you as their momma." he assured, "Sorry for that, I didn't mean to be a creep. I swear I'm nice. I'm Superman" he joked. After a few moments, the girl messaged him again "Superman killed Zod, so...👀😜 ". "Low shot. Also, Zod was a villain" he went on with the conversation. " How do you know that I'm not a villain?" she joked, "Because villains don't love puppies" he grinned like an idiot in love as he pressed send. "Cruella did, though, 👀 😂" she said; "Touché. But I'm sure you're not a villain, you are too cute for that" he explained. "That'd be the perfect cover for a conquer the world masterplan, don't you think? To have everyone trust me and love me for me to be easier to control them?🤔" "Alright, you convinced me. You're the evilest villain in history. So, I should fly to wherever you are and get you." he playfully told her. "And I didn't want to sound creepy 😂. My apologies if my humour seems creepy," he apologized. "I think your humour is genius and I find it cute, no creepy," she pointed out. "Cute enough to meet me in person? 👀" he asked. "Absolutely," she accepted his invitation. "When are you free?" she questioned. Henry looked at the clock, it was 7:30 pm. "I'm free right now if you can." Henry offered, "Do you live in London?". "From the last couple of years, yes. I moved with my mom after my parents got divorced. She's was born here... I mean, yes, I live in London, sorry for the unnecessary information," she requested his forgiveness. "There's no need to apologize. I like getting to know more about you." he explained " Do you want to go to Mark's Club restaurant? It's a nice and quiet place where we can have a nice conversation" he proposed "I think I can get a last-minute reservation since I'm a member of the club." he informed her.  "Sure, I'm going to get ready. Tell me if you get the reservations or we can go anywhere else, I'm sure there are plenty of nice places to eat where there are tables available 😊" she said. "Great, I'm calling them right now!" Henry exclaimed excitedly and went into his phone contact list and press the dial button. He was lucky enough that the manager was a Superman fan and was quite fond of him, so he agreed to reserve a table for him in the busiest night of the year for restaurants. He shared the information to her and went to change as well. He put a white sweater and a nice pair of black pants on and black shoes. A grey blazer was his coat of choice.

He asked for her address to pick her up, but she opted for meeting at the club and he accepted because he understood that maybe she felt unsafe by giving her living information to a stranger. He couldn't lie that this gave him enough time to leave Kal with his friend Ben.

He waited for her inside the restaurant for there were paparazzi outside the place. Mark's Club was an exclusive place where many celebrities choose to eat in, especially in such occasions like Valentine's day - Guy Ritchie and his wife choose that place to spend the night and so did David and Victoria Beckham. Both couples came to greet him as soon as they saw him. His table was about to be ready and she wasn't there yet. He checked for messages on his IG but there were none. Has she stood him up? That'd have broken his heart; no because someone rejected him, but because she did it. He thought that he was losing his mind: being afraid that a girl he met that day on the internet might have played a prank on him and make him believe that she was interested in him.

When he saw that it was 10 pm, he decided that it was better to inform the host of the club that he wouldn't need a table after all. He was about to get up when behind him a female voice called his name. He turned around and stood, speechless. A beautiful woman on a red dress was standing in front of him, showing that glorious smile that captivated him ours ago on his phone.

- I'm so sorry I'm so late.- you apologized profusely - It took me ages to find a cab and then I've spent literally thirty minutes outside trying to get in because paparazzi were being annoying and would get in the way for me to get in.-she explained. - No worries!- he assured her- Honestly, I was a bit afraid that I've had been stood up.-he confessed, styling his hair backwards with his hand. - Absolutely not! I don't particularly enjoy pranks. Especially not in niece people like you.- she smiled and his legs were shaking.

At that moment the waiter approached you to let you know your table was ready. Henry said "Ladies first" indicating you to go first into the table area. The place was elegant. Henry waited behind your chair and as you sat in, he pulled it close to the table. He sat in front of you, grinning like the devil. That charming smile took your breath away.

Every word that came out of your mouth amazed him for your charisma and intelligence. You were not only funny, smart, confident but also beyond beautiful. He knew that wasn't love at first sight, but he could see himself falling deeply in love with you.

Halfway through the dinner, Henry finally noticed that lots of costumers were watching them. He found that odd since he was a regular there and there were plenty of celebrities on that place that night -some way more famous than him.

- I apologized if you feel uncomfortable with people watching us. Usually, they barely look at me. They know I'm an actor, but these fancy folks don't care much for Superheroes.- he explained. You looked at him with a smirk. - They're not looking at you, they are looking at me.- you pointed out. - Are you famous?- he asked confused and you chuckled because he meant it and it wasn't sarcasm. - Yes, I'm Ashley Graham.- you joked and his expression showed ignorance; he didn't know who she was.- She's a model.- you explained and he laughed apologizing for his lack of knowledge on current pop culture. He was beyond cute.- No, I'm not famous. They're looking at me because I'm "fat"; I'm a plus-size woman and they probably can't understand why are you having dinner with me.- you said and smiled- In another point of my life this would have hurt. It did for a long time. Whenever I'd be in a date with a thin man, people would look at us as if they were thinking out loud that he was too good for me, that he could do so much better than a fat girl. Thankfully I'm no longer in a place in which I'd blame myself for their judgement. I'm who I am and I'm ok with that. They can look all they want, they don't mean anything to me.-you shrugged- But, I need to know if that bothers you. I won't judge you if you are not into me. Maybe I'm confusing things, but the fact that you made a last-minute appointment for dinner on this day is because you have some kind of interest on me and I do for you too. I'm in for getting to know each other and maybe be something if we feel it later on. But if that's the case, if I got things wrong and you are not interested in my, just tell me. It's ok and we can be just friends if you want. All I ask from you is not to waste my time. Don't get me to grow feelings for you if you have no intention in returned them.- you requested. Henry went silent for a moment. Then he put his hand on top of yours, grabbed it and kissed it. He grinned and replied, "You got it right, gorgeous."

The dinner continued with you two laughing, drinking fine wine and having delicious desserts. You tried to grab the check but he took it so fast that you barely saw it. "I'll pay next time. That's the condition for me going out again with you" you indicated firmly and he agreed.

As you were about to leave, he noticed you didn't have a coat. "I was so hurried that I forgot to grab one" you explained and he immediately took off his and gave it to you, despite you telling him that you were ok, and helped you to put it on. He held your hand to walk outside, not caring if paparazzi took photos of you and he called a cab for you. It was easier for famous people to get a ride, you noticed. He drove you to your place and walk you to the door. He was much taller than you, so he leaned in to kiss your cheek and kissed your hand as well. Henry promised to call you the next day and walked towards the car. You reminded him of his coat and he asked you to keep it safe for him until next time you saw him. With a big smile, he got in the car and after you entered your place, you heard the cab left.

[moonflower-31]

You Found Me - Gabriel x Reader

Warnings: Language? Somewhat? Oh and some self doubt, but not a lot. There is a looot of angst though. This is part of a two part oneshot. Hope you enjoy the feels.

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Character(s): Gabriel, Dean, Sam, Castiel

You were worried, to put it simply. Gabriel had told you three weeks ago he'd start to change. That he would take you out more. See you more in general. Not go off to Chuck knows where, doing who knows what.

You were worried. Yeah. That's the word. You were also pissed. Pissed he hadn't answered your prayers at all in those three weeks. Dean and Sam and Cas had all been through all the ways to try and bring him back, figure out what was going on, except to summon him. You had insisted that be the first thing they do, but Cas had intervened. He had said that if Gabriel was gone somewhere, that it was probably good reason. And that he would answer them in other ways.

But look where that got you?

"Look, kid, I know you miss your archangel douche of a boyfriend but-" Dean starts, looking up from the table he sat at in the main library. You rolled your eyes and looked up from your lore book on angels.

"But what? Dean? He might actually be in real danger! And you're sitting there--eating take out!" You exclaim, gesturing to his heart-attack-inducing food in front of him. Dean immediately gave you an offended glare and wrapped an arm around his food. You rolled your eyes again, and then put your eyes back to the book you were reading. No one would tell you the summoning for an archangel. And since the only archangel that would be able to be summoned would be Gabriel, you figured your chances of getting his ass back here were pretty good.

"Come on, let him live a little! I mean, I don't like the guy but every now and then, a guy has to have his alone time. Find himself. I did it. Sam's done it more than once." Dean reminds. You shake your head. Dean continues. "What I'm saying is maybe you should stop trying to summon him and let him come when he's ready. I'm sure he's fine, alright? He would have let you of all people know he was in danger if he was." Dean reminds again.

You grumble and slam the book in your hands closed. "You know what? I'm done. Done with you, and Sam, and Cas's petty excuses! It's like you don't even care!" You exclaim, and stomp out of the library.

You stomp off and slam the door to your room closed, locking it behind you as you collapse onto your bed, wishing and praying for Gabriel to return.

He hadn't returned in three weeks. Not even when you were in danger on hunts and you prayed to him. It made you question if he even loved you anymore. The thought of it made you sick. But it was possible.

You felt your chest heave and tears began to pour from your eyes as you sat back up and pulled the book from where you had dropped it beside the bed. You began wiping away your tears only for new ones to take their place. You opened the book and kept scouring the pages as a knock came to your door.  You immediately hid the book under your sheets and then stood up, and went to the door.

"Who is it?" You ask.

"Castiel. Dean said you were upset."

"Go away Cas. I'm fine. Just distraught over your damn older brother, nothing new." You grumbled, walking away from the door and sitting back on your bed.

A flutter of wings sounds and you look up, finding the trenchcoated angel standing at the foot of your bed. "Y/N... Gabriel will be okay. I promise." He says, looking at you with as sincere enough eyes as an angel can probably muster.

You let out a sad chuckle. "Really Cas? Same speech as last time? I just want him back... I don't want to lose him..." you say, hugging your arms for a moment as you fight the incoming tears. Castiel walks over and wraps his arms around you in a comforting hug, letting you wrap your own arms around him as he holds you. You're appreciative of the gesture as he lets you cry, and lays you down on the bed when you fall asleep. Your first real sleep in days.

~~~~

When you reawaken, it's later in the day, around midnight. You sigh and check your bed, seeing the book still there. You bring it out and start flipping through it, until you find it. And after a few quick translations, find out what you needed for summoning your absent boyfriend.

You write a quick note of the ingredients you needed, and then got up. You had some of the ingredients. But lacked two. You needed some herbs and some leaves that were hard to come by. So you needed to talk to someone.

"Yeah, those'll do. Thanks. I'll be down to pick them up in a few hours. Thanks." You say, hanging up on the friend who owed you a few favors. He had some of the ingredients that you needed. And all you needed now was to put it all together. And say the chant, of course.

You were walking out of your room, when Sam stopped you. You raise an eyebrow as the tall, moose-like man stood in your way.

"Uh...Sam? What are you doing?" You ask, a bag of essentials on your back.

Sam gives you a bitch face. "Really? You really don't think I didn't see you sneak that book into your room? I've read it. And it has what we've been telling you we shouldn't be doing. Wait it out. Alright? I promise, it's all gonna be okay-" Sam starts.

At this point, you were done of hearing that. After so many instances of Dean, Sam, Cas, hell, even Charlie saying it, you were done. Absolutely done. So you snapped.

You immediately shoved Sam out of the way as soon as his guard was down, pinning his sleeve to the wall with one of your knifes. Sam calls out to Dean to alert him of your escape, but you're too quick. You race up the stairs behind you and then you exit the bunker, racing down the road as adrenaline fills your veins.

You didn't dare take the Impala, knowing Dean would kill you if you did.  He rarely let Sam off the hook when he took it. So what's to say he wouldn't kill you?

You finally slowed down near a gas n' sip, and found an abandoned car. You went into the store for a moment, and picked out a few of Gabriel's favorite sweets. You took them to the counter and payed for them before going back outside, and hotwiring the abandoned car.

The adrenaline had finally left you after you'd been on the road for awhile. You'd left your phone at the Gas n' Sip, so you weren't able to be tracked. Damn Sam and Charlie's hacking abilities.

You finally pulled up to your buddy's place around 4 am, and parked in their driveway.

"Damn, Y/N, you look great for three years gone." Your old pal Brad said as he opened the door. He opened the door for you to come in soon after, drinking a beer.

You smile but shake your head. "I'm sorry, but this is an urgent hunt. I need those ingredients now." You say.  Brad chuckled.

"Really? You ain't gonna sit down and tell me how you've been with those... those uh.." Brad starts.

"Winchesters." You remind, nodding a bit. "Yeah uh... not now. I don't exactly have the time. But uh... I promise, ill come by soon. Okay?" You promise. Brad chuckled.

"I'm just messing with ya. I know you're busy. Just lemme know if I can help at all. Okay? Any time of night or day. I've got open ears." Brad says, smirking at you with a broken smile. You smiled and nodded.

Brad soon disappeared behind the door, and after five minutes returned with the herbs you needed.

"Take care now. Call me if you ever need anything else." He says as he sees you off. You nod, and wave back at him as you climb back into your stolen car and pull back onto the dark road.

It wasn't until 5 am that you found the place. It was old, it was rusty. It was perfect. You found an old table and set everything up. You used your lighter and lit up the ingredients, soon after uttering the chant.

"Rah ah gah ee oh es Vee nu nohno kee ah seh peh teh poh ah ma lah deh zod" you utter, and a bright light enters the room. You shield your eyes and wait a few moments before you hear him.

"Really? You're resulting to summoning me?" Gabriel grumbles, looking at you annoyedly. "Im busy, Sugar." He says.

You weren't listening. You were merely relieved that he was okay. You walk around the table, and then wrap your arms around him, almost too tightly.

Then he pushes you away.

"Sugar, please. I'm busy. Can't this wait?" Gabriel asks. You look up at him dejected.

"Busy? You're just 'busy'?" You ask, venom and hurt in your voice. Gabriel looks a bit hurt by your words, but doesn't react otherwise.

"You promise me that you'll spend more time with me, cuddle more, hang out more, watch more movies, but no. No you're 'busy'" you hiss, looking at Gabriel with tears in your eyes.

"Yeah, I am. I’m not gonna keep having this conversation right now. Like I said, I'm busy. I have somethings I need to do." He says, looking at you.

You furrow your eyebrows. You stomp forward and you grab his collar. "You know what would have been appreciated? Gabriel? If you would let me know you were okay! I've been worried about you this entire time! 'What if he's been kidnapped and he's being tortured? What if it's my fault?' Wow, but you're too busy!" You spat, shoving him back and turning away from him.

Gabriel sighed. "Y/N, please, okay? I couldn't get back to you. And besides, this isn't something you should be worried about. I don't understand why you were so worried-" he says. You nod your head as you turned back around. You were done.

"Why am I so worried? Gabriel I have lost so many people, so many. So yeah, im sorry that I just don't want to lose another. Especially not you. But no, you can't understand that, can you?" You growl back. Gabriel rolled his eyes and went to speak again.

"Don't twist my own words against me-" he starts. You shook your head and pointed in his face.

"No, no you need to listen. You, don't understand how hurt you've made me. How badly, I kept thinking about myself. Thinking that you just didn't love me anymore. So you know what? I'm done. I don't care of you still do, or still don't. I'm done." You snap, shoving him back as you toss the altar over.

Gabriel goes to speak again, panick filling his eyes. But you shake your head.

"No, Gabriel. You've done enough damage." You hiss. "Come find me when you understand how I felt." You say before you cut your hand and start drawing a sigil on the wall.

"Sugar, please, we can talk this out-" he starts, walking towards you just as you finish the sigil and hit against it with your hand, sending him back wherever you'd summoned him.

You felt tears re-emerge from your eyes as you walk out of the building and climb into your car. You turn it back on and start driving down the road, sniffling a bit as you decided that enough was enough. You stopped by another Gas n' Sip and walked up to the pay phone.

You dialed a number in after using the last of the money you'd brought. After a few rings, the line picked up.

"Hey Brad... mind if I cash in that favor?"

[samantha-rae-velcher]

I need more General Zod x Reader 😭. General's Gaze was amazing!

Im happy you liked it! I'll make another one 🤣

[bigfan-fanfic]

I want smexy times with New Zod and kinky please :3

"Which would you prefer, my heart? That I take this newfound strength of mine and demonstrate my power and control? That I pin you down and let you struggle against me, my hand encasing both your wrists like iron and ensuring you that you cannot escape me? Do you wish me to take you somewhere only I can reach, and play with your body until you tremble at the very air against your skin? Or do you wish for my submission - to collar me and fetter me, remove my power and do with me as you will? Anything you want is in your grasp, dear one. All you need do is ask."

[thecomicsnexus]

The Truth: Prologue

SUPERMAN #17 JANUARY 2020 BY BRIAN MICHAEL BENDIS, KEVIN MAGUIRE AND PAUL MOUNTS

SYNOPSIS (FROM DC DATABASE)

High into Earth's orbit, Superman finds himself mediating between two alien factions about to engage in an interstellar trade war, with Earth caught in the middle. Although the situation is dire, cooler heads prevail and war is averted.

Later, Superman goes back to Lois' apartment in Chicago and tells her what happened. Lois tells Superman about the box she got from Lex Luthor. The box is lead-lined, which means Superman can't see through it with his X-ray vision. Superman offers to help Lois with the box, but Lois says Superman is dealing with way too much right now and she wants to make his burden a bit lighter by taking care of something all by herself. Superman uses his super-senses to check on his friends and see if they need any help, but ultimately chooses to stay at his wife's side to talk about what's been happening to them.

Superman and Lois are concerned that Lex left the box as some sort of trick to pit Superman and Lois against each other. Superman just lost his son to the future and his father to the past, and Lex's latest scheme, whatever it is, is the last thing Superman needs to worry about, according to Lois. When Superman asks about what's inside the box, Lois says that she will publish that in the Daily Planet. Although he feels a bit upset that Lois is choosing to reveal that information to the world but she can’t tell him first, he respects his wife's decision.

Husband and wife also talk about the deaths of their fathers and how little time they have given themselves to mourn. Even so, they still have each other, and they can face whatever challenges might be next together. As Superman and Lois go out to fly together, Superman says that, with everything that's been happening to them and everything that's coming, maybe Superman is a luxury the Kent family cannot afford anymore.

The next day, at a remote location, the higher-ups of S.T.A.R. Labs are having a meeting, led by the mysterious Dr. Glory. According to Dr. Glory, S.T.A.R. Labs has been earning major profits whenever Superman is absent, such as the time he was trapped in the Phantom Zone. Recently, it has been discovered that the multiverse has its own multiverse, and this means a huge opportunity for S.T.A.R. Labs to become the leading scientific authority in the world, surpassing even the Justice League. However, this can only happen if Superman isn’t around to oppose them.

Whatever S.T.A.R. Labs has planned does last long, however, as Superman as reached their facility. He doesn't force his way into the facility, he just hovers outside, but that doesn't stop the S.T.A.R. Labs from panicking, destroying anything that might incriminate them and attempting to escape.

Much later, Clark publishes an article that reveals that S.T.A.R. Labs has been indulging in unlawful activities and Superman just discovered one of their top secret, illegal facilities, codenamed "The Constellation", thanks to a tip from Young Justice. The Constellation housed countless illegal experiments, all with the intention of putting S.T.A.R. Labs ahead of its competitors. While the majority of the Constellation's occupants were placed under arrest, their ringleader, Dr. Glory, escaped. This alarming discovered has caused S.T.A.R. Labs' stock to plummet to an all-time low.

Later, Superman meets up with Supergirl outside the Fortress of Solitude. He needs to talk to her about something important, but first, he wants to take her someplace else, a planet he didn't want to go without her: New Krypton. This new planet was given to the House of Zod by the newly created United Planets and General Zod has been making good on his promise to rebuild Krypton's history and culture. Although the Els are impressed by the new city the Zods have been building, Supergirl isn't entirely comfortable with treating Zod as a friend, especially after all the times he has tried to kill her and her family. Zod understands and agrees to give the Els some privacy. Superman tells Supergirl about what he wanted to talk about. It's something important that will affect everyone he knows, Supergirl included. Unbeknownst to them, however, Lor-Zod eavesdrops on their conversation behind a rooftop.

REVIEW

Superman seems to trust everyone. He trusted his dad, even after he was revealed to be psycho. He trusted Zod (after the same reasons). And now he trusts that gift Luthor gave to Lois is not going to bring any trouble.

I know Superman is no stranger to giving others second chances. But we are talking about Luthor, a man who abused his second, third, fourth, fifth chances with Superman. And is currently in the middle of upgrading all the super-villains in the universe. But in this case, he is trusting Lois. To be honest, the whole sequence was designed to make the readers intrigued for no reason. Lois is Superman’s partner. She shares things with him. Especially things he should be aware of. If anything this looks a lot like Lois doesn’t have much trust in Superman.

Coming up... Superman will reveal he is Clark Kent. This already happened in the past ten years. And to be honest, I really enjoyed what they did with the character back then. I am not sure what Bendis has in mind, but this is probably something that was coordinated with other editors, and is hopefully aligned with whatever they have planned for next year.

Also by the time Doomsday Clock hits, no one will know Superman is Clark Kent. So...

Maguire is an amazing artist, as usual. Any story that requires emotion is right for him.

I give this story a score of 7.

[nightwingswing]

HALLOWEEN SPECIAL! (Villains/ Anti-heroes x reader) (Part 1)

Hello my little wings!

I’ve been so busy these past months... With so much work and some family issues.

I bring you here the first part of my Halloween special! Tomorrow i hope to part Part 2 and more will come soon!! 

Here i’ve featured some of the villains/ anti-heroes i will be writting on:

The list is:

BANE: Done!

BIZARRO: Done!

BLACK ADAM

BLACK MANTA

CAPTAIN COLD

CAPTAIN BOOMERANG

CATWOMAN

CHEETAH

CLAYFACE

DEATHSTROKE

GIGANTA

HARLEY QUINN

HEATWAVE

JOKER

KILLER CROC

KILLER FROST

KLARION

LEX LUTHOR: Done!

MIRROR MASTER

MR FREEZE

NYSSA AL GHUL

POISON IVY

PROFESSOR ZOOM

RA’S AL GHUL

SCARECROW.

SINESTRO

TALIA AL GHUL Done!

THE CRIME SYNDICATE ( EARTH 3)

THE PENGUIN

THE RIDDLER

TRICKSTER

TWO FACE

WEATHER WIZARD

ZOD

If your favorite villain/ anti-hero is not featured in this list you can message me or coment their name and i’ll write it in the next part!

TAGS: @hamsterforlive @plethora-of-things @totallovelesson @algentforthewin @wonderlace19 

If you want to be taged in one or all of my imagines feel free to message me anytime!!

🎃 Happy Halloween! 🎃

BANE

         You were walking in the streets of Gotham, when suddenly a big black shadow knocked you down. As you hissed on pay and rubbed your sore back you saw Gotham’s Bat tending a hand down to you, he apologized as he helped you up. You smiled, telling him that it was alright. Then he suddenly yelled out

“WATCH OUT!” He protected you down with his cape as a concrete bench hit the wall behind you. Between the opening of the cape you saw a very tall, bulky man walking to you two angrily.

You felt dread fill your body as your legs trembled in fear.

“B-Bane…” You whispered, scared. The bat held you closer to him, keeping you under his cape and away from the villain’s sight.

“Give up, Bane.  You’re going back to Arkham. We have all your venom cargo.”

“NEVER!” Bane shot a powerful punch at Batman jaw, making him hit the wall hard and exposing you to the villain. You curled in a ball and closed your eyes tight, your body trembled in fear as you felt the villain’s eyes on you.

“P-please don’t hurt me...please.” You mumbled looking up with teary eyes at the masked man.

“…” The villain said nothing, as he looked at your face. Meanwhile Batman had got up and was about to punch the villain, tearing his mask a bit, letting you see his thin lips. Bane did not move, he keep staring at your teary eyes with the red eyes of his mask. Batman took advantage of that and broke the Venom tubes, Bane let a yell as he felt his strength disappear, he turned angrily at the Bat. Who simply handcuffed him.

You sat there, frozen in fear and amazement. The Bat turned to you and said a short thank you. Bane, now visibly smaller, looked at you and with a weird voice asked:

“What’s your name?” He looked intensely at your (e/c) eyes.

“(y/n)…” You mumbled.

“Antonio…Antonio Diego” He said, looking at your eyes.

“W-what?” You asked, fearful.

“My name…Antonio Diego” The Batman growled and pulled him up roughly. Dragging him away to the cops.

“B-bye...” You whispered and waved at the two mans. Bane smiled at you.

“I’ll see you soon, (y/n)” He said, a bit of accent in his words.

You sat there, your legs too weak to hold you.

You didn’t know if that was bad or good.

BIZARRO

         You and your (little/ big bro/sis) had gone to see the Spectacular amazing Russian family of the world circus of Russia. You had never been in a circus and thus you were thrilled. As you and your sibling sat in the first row you smiled and laughed at some of the clown antics, with the acrobats you were amazed at their spectacular act. When suddenly the tent became dark and a fire ring illuminated all the room. A powerful voice bombed thought the speakers.

“MARVEL AT THE MASTERS OF AWE AND WONDER! “A red hooded man, riffing a bike, his face hidden by a pair of sunglasses and his mouth hidden started shooting milk bottles while he passed through the fire ring. “THE ARCHING AMAZON! LOOK OUT YOU!!” A log haired red headed woman came in ridding a beautiful white horse, she shoots arrows to some targets, unfazed. Then you noticed a bulky man, with a pale/ blue skin, his hands handcuffed to a big wooden column. “THE MAN OF MIGHT! COOL, RIGHT?” The voice spokes. The pale man broke free of his handcuff in a big spectacle of strength. You feel drawn to him, interested in knowing more of the man.

Your (little / big sibling) was amazed, and suddenly clutched your wrist, and excitedly (he / she) whispered in your ear.

“oh, please please (y/n) can we go???!! Pleaseeeee pleaseeee!!” (he /she) keep whining in your ear until you admitted defeat.

“Fiine. We will go and try to talk to them after the show is done…” You smiled, looking at the interesting man. Said man looked at you from his spot and smiled at you back, his cheeks had turned a pale red. The red hooded man looked at the bulky man and then looked at you.

“YAY!! THANK YOU!” (He/she) hugged you tight. You blushed and waved to the man, who waved back.  “ Can you imagine that we run away with them?! That would be so cool!”

“that’s crazy, (s/n). I don’t think that’s a good idea...” You smiled as you ruffled (her/his) hair.

After the show was done, the night had fallen. You and your sibling went to buy some food and to make time for the artist to change and relax. Then you and you (big/ lil’ sis/bro) sneaked from behind the trailers to a campfire the people of the circus were doing. You held you siblings hand as you two held you breath as you walked to them.  

They welcomed you two and thanked you for your kind words and when the director of the circus tried to kick you two old the interesting, big man walked up in your defense. The angry circus ring leader huffed and let you two stay. To scared of the bulky man. The man turned to you two, his cheeks again a pale red, he smiled at you.

“Me am Bizarro.”

“I’m (y/n) and (he /she) is (s/n). “You smiled. The strong man held you hand softly and walked you close to the warm fire, so you won’t freeze and helped you to sit. You sibling sat on the other side of you, while the interesting man sat next to you.

The circus crew introduced themselves to you and you keep talking with them about their incredible acts, and sometimes you would look at the man next to you, who keep looking at you, smiling dreamily, a red blush on his cheeks. You blushed back and smiled, clutching your shirt.

His friend, who had been talking with another raven-haired man who was going back to sleep away the red headed woman, noticed, smiled at the strong man and nudged him with his elbow.

“Wow, B.  You totally think that (girl/boy) is hot.” He smiled happy at his friend.

“Am (she/ he) cold? Warm?” He smiled dreamily at you while you had started singing with the circus performers and with your excited sibling.

“No, I mean you like (her/him).” The raven-haired man explained.

“How can...? Me not even know (her/him)” He keep looking at you while his friend pushed him towards you, smiling happy but with no avail.

“Just go over and say hi!”

“No, me can’t”

“Yes, you can. Go on, you big lug.”  He laughed happy and pushed him towards your direction. “You’re representing the outlaws. Go- it’s an order.”

“If it am order…” Bizarro got up, and his raven-haired friend fell down to the ground from the force he was doing from pushing Bizarro towards you.

You smiled at him as he sat next to you, smiling and listening to your singing. You giggled a bit as you looked at him.

“I know, my voice is horrible. But singing makes me happy…”

“No, your voice be wonderful.” He smiled.

“Really?” You blushed.

“Yes. You am- are... you are the most beautiful (woman/man) me have ever seen.” He smiled softly at you, you felt your face explode in a blush. You smiled and grabbed his head softly, pulling him in a soft kiss.

“You are beautiful to me too, Bizarro.” You smiled at him, he smiled back and pulled you in a soft kiss again. His slightly chapped lips feel wonderful against yours.

His friend smiled at you two, happy. “Attaboy”

You pulled away softly from the kiss and leaned your head on his big warm chest, his big arms wrapped around you.

“I could get used to this.” You thought as you hugged Bizarro, nuzzling his warm chest.

And now, running away with the circus didn’t sound that crazy.

LEX LUTHOR

         You and your brother were attending at a gala in Luthor manor. You could feel your brother, Bruce as he brooded.

“If you didn’t want to go, why are we going?” You asked him.

“Because we have to.”

“Oh… Because Alfred obliged you then.” You smiled.

“Agh” Buffed Bruce, admitting that it was true.

“Well, ain’t this fancy…” You whistled, looking around the ballroom. You felt your big brother huff in annoyance.

“C’mon B, be Brucie for a while, will you?” You looked at him.

“I can’t stand Luthor.” He glared at the man in question.

“C’mon B, just for an hour…” You whispered.

“No.”

“Alfred will be disappointed….” You whispered and your brother was silent for a minute” …and sad...”

“…. Fine...I’ll be Brucie. “He sighs and you cheered. “ONLY for an hour.”

“Sure thing, B. sure thing. “You smiled as the host of the party came towards you to.

“Ahhh! If isn’t my favorite attendants!” He smiled at you two.

“I’m sure you said that to everyone, Mr. Luthor.” You smiled.

“Not everyone, Beautiful.” He winked at you as you blushed, your brother took a step forward, shielding you from Luthor’s gaze.

“Back off, Luthor.” “Brucie” seethed.

“Sure, sure. I don’t want any problems, Mr. Wayne” He acted innocent. “Now…I must go to say hello to the other visitors. See you around, Bruce… (y/n) “He sent a wink your way and walked away.

“Well…I have to give it to him, he’s quite charming.”

“Don’t” Bruce seethed, glaring at Luthor’s back.

“Don’t what, b?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t fall for him.” He looked at you.

“IM NOT FALLING FOR LUTHOR! “You yelled.

And he heard, he smirked at you, winking.

“snap, I yelled right?”

“Like Alfred when Dick swings from the chandelier.”

“ sh*t…”

“Language!” Said a blond near you.

An hour later and you were lost in the crowd. You had gone to get some drinks when a crowd surrounded your brother. You got lost between the ocean of people. As you were getting dizzy from anxiousness from the situation a hand held your arm and helped you to get outside, to the beautiful garden. You took a deep breath, calming your fast beating heart.

“Thank...you.” You thanked the stranger.

“No problem, beautiful.”  The man said. You recognized the voice immediately.

“Mr. Luthor?” You looked up at his eyes as he smiled.

“Please, (y/n) call me Lex.” He kissed your hand sweetly.

“o-okay, Mr. Lu- I mean Lex...” you smiled shyly at him as he smiled back at you.

“I must say, you look quite dashing today, my darling. Shall we go for a walk?” He held out his arm and you smiled, holding his arm.

You two started walking around the garden, holding arms. You two keep talking about yourselves, joking around. He was quite charming, but most evil masterminds are.

You heard your brother words resonate thought your head. But you couldn’t be falling for him…could you?

“Nah, and there is no way he likes me.” You thought.

Luthor walked you to a bench under a big sakura tree, the soft pink petals fell in you (long/short) hair. You two sat together, he held your hand.

“I must confess, (y/n) … that this is my favorite ball. “He smiled.

“Oh, why so Mr.- Lex? “You smiled.

“Because I could stay all night with you, my beautiful.” He kisses your hand sweetly. You blush hard. “I like you (y/n). I like you very much.”

“O-oh...i... i don’t know what to say...” You stuttered, blushing madly.

“Say that you like me too…that I can take you out in a date.” His face drew closer to yours. Almost kissing you.

“I-I… I guess a date wouldn’t be so bad…” You mumbled.

“Perfect.” He smiled as his lips softly touched yours, but the contact didn’t last long. As Luthor was pushed away from you. He fell to the ground holding his hurting cheek.

“DON’T TOUCH MY (BROTHER/SISTER)!! “He yelled. You held his arm and dragged him away from Lex.

“I’m so sorry! “You yelled as you dragged Bruce away. He smirked

“I will call you soon, beautiful. You own me a date.” He smirked and winked at you. You smiled back and dragged him away.

Once you two were alone in the car, back to Wayne manor:

“BRUCE, YOU PUNCHED HIM!!” You said.

“He deserved it”

“YOU. PUNCHED. HIM”

“HE KISSED YOU!! YOURE MY LITTLE (BROTHER/SISTER) YOU CAN’T DATE HIM!!”

“Then I will date superman instead.”

“YOU CAN’T DATE!!”

You giggled and smiled at the fast passing trees.  Your phone suddenly beeped.

You looked down and smiled at the message.

“See you soon, beautiful 😉 “

TALIA AL GHUL

         You have been Mr. Wayne secretary for a few months. You had to stay some nights working on paperwork. You’ve seen a lot of people go in and out of Mr. Wayne office, angry. But no one as angry as the woman standing in front of you.

“I’m sorry miss…”

“Al Ghul.”

“Miss Al ghul, but Mr. Wayne is busy right now, if you wish you could make an appointment- “Her fist hit the table hard.

“I’m Talia Al Ghul. I don’t make appointments.” She glared at your eyes. You glared back.

“Well, everyone must at some point.” You glared back. She seemed taken aback by your comeback, and also impressed. She smirked at you.

“Well, ain’t you the cute one.” She smirked. “You see, cutie.  I have to see Bruce immediately. It’s about our son.”

She was Damian’s mother? Well, now that you looked at her closer you could see their similar nose and eyes…

“I’ll inform Mr. Wayne you are here.”  You called Bruce thought the speaker, the woman keeps starring at you, intensely. Her green-brown eyes stared at your soul. You blushed under her gaze and she smirked.

“Miss, Mr. Wayne request you be quick. He’s very busy.”

“Thank you, cutie.” She smirked and walked inside. After some yells and shouts, she came out again. This time, her frown disappeared when she saw your curious gaze.

“You. Me. Italian, tonight. Dress nicely. “She left a paper with her name and number as she walked to the elevator.

“Wait... what?” You looked at the paper and at her.

“It’s a date. “She smirked sensually and she blew you a kiss as the elevator door closed.

“What just happen…?” You mumbled as you looked down to the paper. You saved her contact.

That night you were sitting in your comfy clothes and watching tv. When your bell ringed. You got up and walked to the door and when you opened the door you saw the woman from this morning, dressed in a beautiful and by the looks of expensive red wine dress. She looked up and down on you.

“Well, I expected some (dress/suit) but this works just fine. You look adorable either way.” She smirked and pulled you closer, kissing your cheek. “Let’s go, beloved.”

“Wait my tv- “You mumbled as she dragged you away.

“My ninjas will take care of it.”

“n-ninjas??” Your eyes widened as you were pulled inside an expensive car.

“Yes, beloved.” She sat next to you and signed to the driver. “Now, darling, tell me more about yourself.”

“Um- Um My name is (y/n), I’ve been working for Mr. Wayne for a few months… it’s just like a part time job, but I guess with Mr. Wayne there is no part time job...”

She smiled amused. “Oh darling, you’re adorable.” She brushed your hair out of your eyes and kissed your forehead. You blushed.

When the car stops you’re in a beautiful garden, full of exotic flowers with a delicious smell. You smiled at the beautiful sight, Talia held your hand and walked with you towards a table under a big tree. She helped you sit and then sat in front of you.

Two waitresses appeared bringing your food, they left it in front of you and you felt your mouth water at the delicious smell. Talia smiled at your cuteness.

“So, there is no one you are in a relationship or have feelings for, right?” She said nonchalant as she cut a piece of (f/f).

“Um, no. There is no one, really.” You stuttered, eating a bit of your food.

“Great. Now there is.” She ate the (f/f) gracefully.

“Um, what?” You asked confused.

“I like you, and I would want to meet you more. And so do you. You’re drawn to me, I feel it beloved. So, from now on, we are seeing each other, if I like you more I will court you then. “Her green/brown hues stared at you.

“Okay, Talia.” She smiled as you said her name and her hand covered yours.

“Perfect (y/n). “She smiled as you smiled back, your cheeks warm and red and your belly all fuzzy.

You two finish eating and she took you to walk around the garden, she put a beautiful (f/flower) on your soft (long/short) hair. You two were under a beautiful arch, covered in red rambler roses. She pulled you closer by your waist and brushed your (h/color) hair on your ear. She held your cheeks softly while caressing them and pulled you closer. While one hand was on your cheek the other weld your waist flush against hers. Your cheeks reddened in a hard blush.

She smiled softly at your cuteness. Then she pulled you in a soft, loving kiss. An electric shook flooded your bodies, making you two sighs softly and moaning at the pleasure. Your hands unconsciously wrapped around her neck, pulling her even closer. As the kiss became more passionate, her hands buried in your hair.

When your body started screaming for some air you two pulled away, your lips still close, and breathing dreamily. She smiled sweetly and pulled you to her chest, hugging you while you hugged back.

“I think I found my only true beloved…” She whispered in your hair before pulling you up again in a passionate kiss.

( Hope you enjoyed and remember! more part will come soon!! And if your favorite anti-hero/villain wasnt featured, coment or message me and i will add them! Also,if you want any of these one shorts to be part of a longer series/fic let me know! Feel free to message me any time!!!💓)

( I also have an old Talia x Batmom fic half done, but im kind of scared to post it..should i post it?)

[comingupforblair]

Why do you keep defending Hack Snyder and his flop DC movies? Why dont u come to marvel where its bigger and brighter and BETTER. Come to the winning side. We have RDJ and Spiderman. Homecoming is certified fresh and everyone agrees its the best Spiderman movie OF ALL TIME. We have Blackpanther the most diverse movie in the world and we have all of the best Chrises. Captain marvel is coming and shes bringing Nick Fury. Stop being a little bitch and just admit marvel is king and always will be.

Hack Snyder. Wow that’s original. Did you spend all day coming up with that?

I’m going to be as polite as I can about this.

In answer to your question as to why I don’t come over to Marvel, I prefer DC, both in comics and in properties based on Them, and the vast majority of the MCU leaves me completely cold, both in the characters and the way in which Their stories are presented with an emphasis on humor that I find antithetical to good drama as well as a tendency to play the characters for novelty that I find goes against the attempts to get such stories taken seriously that comic book readers have been trying to do for decades and all the box office results and positive reviews and white guys named Chris in the world won’t change that fact. 

The MCU also doesn’t have the X-Men which is a franchise I have always preferred and which I firmly belief is going to age much better than the MCU. The first X-Men film holds up extremely well seventeen years later.

In terms of the DCEU, They not only have characters I have been a recent or lifelong fan of but I prefer Their take on the stories, playing Them for drama in a manner often compared to the old greek and celtic myths, and They have shown an ability to play characters completely seriously without the ‘’nudge nudge’’ tendency that kills drama in MCU films and also imagine Them in new and interesting ways. I loved Their take on Lex Luthor, my favorite villain, as being more overt with his childish personality and showing just how terrifying a man with an unparalleled intellect, an immature personality and no moral standards whatsoever would be in the real world. I’d also cite General Zod mostly due to Michael Shannon giving it everything on his performance and the casting in general has been almost perfect across the board with Ben Affleck’s take on Batman being the best I’ve ever seen.

The films also have a very strong and unique visual  and story telling style with each director so far having been able to do something distinctive compared to the more formulaic MCU films. I’m very excited to see what James Wan adds to it with his take on Atlantis.

There are more reasons but those are the ones I can think of right now.

As for my defense of Zack Snyder, I’ve made it clear in the past that I am a very big fan of his work and that I think he gets far more hatred than he deserves and it has reached a very disturbing and irrational level and I feel I need to push back and fight against it.  

Further more, I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to join the Marvel fandom, even if it is populated with stellar individuals such as yourself. I’m quite happy with the DC/DCEU fandom where I have met and become friends with a number of wonderful, intelligent people who share my love for these properties.

I would also add that your argument is somewhat self-defeating as you claim that Marvel is the superior brand and ask me to abandon a fandom I’ve been in for basically my entire life yet you’re not even willing to put your name and face to your views. Why should I take what you have to say seriously if you aren’t willing to do that much?

I would also have to wonder why any fandom, let alone one I have been so vocal about hating, would want me. Did you look at the MCU fandom and think ‘’you know what’s missing from this equation? A short-tempered, abrasive, foul-mouthed Irishman who looks like an extra from the North story line on Game Of Thrones”

[its-just-like-the-movies]

Date Night!: Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice

Back when the swell fella who would become my boyfriend and I were in one of those strange middle grounds where we were on our way to becoming a couple and very, very aware of it, our first sort-of-date was when Tommy invited me to go see Batman vs Superman: Dawn of Justice on its opening night. I, of course, accepted, somewhat reluctantly. I can’t remember if I was expecting the film to be good or bad, though I’m sure before then some of its abysmal reviews had been public. I was also nervous about the whole “oh my god this is probably sort of a date isn’t it”, especially since at the time I didn’t know him all that well. This would be the first of many dates at Ze Cinemah, although after this we’d be perfectly, happily aware that they were all dates. Even better, I think, is our immediate discussions after the film is over, and how eager we are to talk about it and discuss what we’ve just seen. We’ve seen plenty of films together, and maybe I’ll talk about other ones we’ve seen someday, but I can already feel a pit in my stomach drop at having to talk about this stinking pile of steamingness. All said, Batman v Superman is one of those truly atrocious films, like The Judge or The Danish Girl, that works like so much manure and makes me start sparking and frothing with how horrible they were. It’s an energizer more than it is a depressive, though it for sure is both, and there is one thing about our date in particular that haunts me every day. It’s not even something the film did, but something I did, or almost did, but could have done more of. Something that perhaps could have changed the screening for the whole theater, or as Anthony Hopkins keeps saying in the trailers for the new Transformers movies “change the tide of human history itself”. I wonder about it every day and every night, as I sleep and as I wake, and especially as a type this story to you, The Void, and now I must share the tale of my screening of Batman vs Superman with you to get it of my chest, to free myself, and to see where the tides of human history itself shall take me. Also: I’m going to be very mean to this film, and am very not interested in hearing about how wrong I am from random eggs as I and many others I know have been on Twitter. I hate it, don’t care if you love it, for fuck’s sake leave me alone.

It didn’t take the two of us long to find a pair of seats, though we immediately moved to the row behind us because our view was partially blocked by the structure of the stairwell. We warned the couple who ended up taking those seats about it, though I can’t remember if they moved too. And the film starts. Zack Snyder has the gall to open the film by reminding us that Batman’s parents died in front of him during a robbery gone wrong. He also seemingly cannot hire Jeffrey Dean Morgan to do much beyond die in the openings of his films, though I remember he had more to do in Watchmen. The visual of Martha’s(!!!) pearl necklace snapping in the gun’s safety as the trigger is pulled is sort of fascinating but also pretty grotesque, all things considered. Batffleck is saying something, though I cannot remember what. We see the funeral, little Bruce running into the woods in sadness during the procession, only to fall into a well or pit or some such hole in the ground. The score, I’m sure, was going crazy.

And then, it happens. Baby Bruce is levitated out the pit by seemingly hundreds of bats flying around him like a tornado, floating him towards the light. This is how we are abruptly told that this is a dream sequence, and reader, I laughed. Not the cackle it deserved, but I couldn’t stop it from escaping completely. I chuckled, giggled, whatever; I’m pretty sure Tommy hit me on the arm to calm me down and get me stop but I’m not quite sure. The giggle is what counts, though, and it haunts me. What if I had just burst out laughing at a moment that the whole theater was palpably flummoxed by? Batffleck wakes up but I am still reeling from the horseshit prologue we have been subjected to. It is not the most nonsensical thing we are going to see in this movie. It is not even the least plot-relevant indulgence that Zack Snyder will take us through, nor the least inexplicable jump of energy or plot logic that we’ll be forced to sit through. Academy Award winner Holly Hunter will be forced to stare dramatically, in close-up, to a jar of piss before she and dozens of other people are killed in an assassination plot meant to frame Superman, whose own close up registers at the subtle, bottomless despair and discomfort of sitting on the can and realizing you’re not quite done shitting, except Henry Cavill also registers as remarkably bored. Jeremy Irons reads every line as Alfred Pennyworth with such bitchy, subtly nasty inflections that I actually found the character an unwelcome presence, though if anyone found this a life raft of something enjoyable happening on screen, particularly Irons, then by all means savor him. Amy Adams will throw a Kryptonite spear into an underwater pile of rubble and, with no indication that Lois Lane has been told why the heroes need it to vanquish the rock monster that is Doomsday, dives into the water and nearly drowns recovering it. Batman slaughters - in fact, he often guns down - dozens of criminals on screen, brands sex offenders, had one montage that’s just him training to become even beefier and another, completely bizarre dream sequence that may also be a warning from another dimension’s Flash where Superman is technically Hitler, and Barry Allen screams about Lois Lane before Batffleck wakes up at his desk, which is meant to convey that this May Have Been A Dream Or Is It Ooooooh. This scene has no narrative impact and is never referenced again, though it is not as patently stupid as is the sight of Superman, wielding that Kryptonite spear, deciding to kamikaze himself by killing Doomsday with the knowledge that he cannot survive any assault the giant may bring on him while he is in such close proximity to said spear, ignoring the two superheroes who have been helping him fight Doomsday this whole time.

There are plenty of other absurd, delicious, amazingly shitty one-offs. Michael Shannon is credited for appearing in the film for the three seconds General Zod’s corpse floats in the remains of his spaceship. The President of the United States decides to nuke Superman in the middle of his fight with Doomsday after the latter threw the Man of Steel into the Earth’s orbit (a safe enough distance to nuke him, I suppose). Diane Lane is duck taped and tied to a chair, threatened to be burned alive as Jesse Eisenberg’s Lex Luthor throws photos of her with “Witch” written on her face, and all of this is tied into some mythological asinine crap that is Luthor’s motivation for wanting to kill Superman and create Doomsday in the first place. Eisenberg spends the whole film as some combination of Edward Nygma and a meth addict’s impersonation of Heath Ledger’s Joker, and it is by far the biggest trainwreck in the whole film. I think I also resisted laughing once “MARTHA!!???!?!?!?!!!” happened but in truth, I blocked that out of my memory. The sheer joy of seeing Wonder Woman, and hearing the score come alive as she roars into battle, literally, at some points, is all that is keeping me from giving this film an F grade, though perhaps I just can’t rate an Amy Adams film that low. Gal Gadot is at least enjoying herself, which is in even bigger contrast to the stark constipation that Cavill and Ben Affleck are constantly exuding. The film has ideas about literal hero worship, about what Superman could mean or stand for, and wants to have real conversations about his necessity, but it jerry-rigs them through Christic imagery and working hard to undermine the criticisms of genuine challengers and the critics themselves. Bruce’s hatred and suspicion of the Man of Steel seems completely arbitrary, banking on the fear of Superman turning on humanity in spite of his big coming-out party as a global entity being the eradication of his home species for the sake of mankind. Horrific as the collateral damage was, it’s not in line with anything Superman does in the film, is shown as doing, or is framed as doing by Synder himself, who doesn’t pretend for a moment that there’s actually anything wrong with Superman. He’s content to make the man a misunderstood martyr, a golden boy whose death inspires the formation of The Justice League and the warming up of Batman’s glacial, inherently distrusting heart. Superman is basically fridged on behalf of Bruce Wayne, and it’s clumsily executed as Smallville himself is. 

There are so many vile, absurd, abstracted, unnecessary, horrific moments in this film and yet, I still wonder how much that night would’ve changed had I actually burst out laughing at the beginning of the film. What would’ve changed for the whole theater if some jackass sitting hear the back-left had cackled as a small child is literally lifted out of a scene the filmgoing public had seen at least seventy-eight million times by now, one that kicks off an indefensibly ghastly excuse for a Hollywood spectacle lit worse than even the lowest budge episode of The X-Files and colored like it’s scared that bright shades will deflate how Dour and Serious this Cinematic Experience is? Recounting many of the set pieces I’ve already mentioned back to my sister afterwards I couldn’t help cackling at some of them, though I did so far more angrily with Tommy immediately after, baffled not just that I had paid for this film but that it even existed, that anybody who made this gigantic dumpster fire thought that it was in any way a competently crafted, psychologically or emotionally coherent picture. Could we, as a crowd, as a community, have laughed at this horseshit for what it was? I love that in horror movies the audience always make the pact with itself that fine, this is a lot, you deserve a good scream. This picture was even more upsetting, and perhaps if I’d laughed, having taken the piss out of it so goddamn early, we wouldn’t have had to just sit there and take it. We could’ve fought back and laughed at it (with it?), openly railed against it, or just fucking not be quiet throughout this whole ordeal. I will always be haunted by this inaction on my part, and to this day it shames me.

He did try to defend parts of it, but not much, and for sure stole my comments about how Eisenberg wasn’t even playing Lex Luthor when we starting talking about the film to our RA Josh and fellow hallmate Dylan in the hall that same night. Josh peddled the theory that Marvel people had paid off critics to hate on DC’s live-action features, which I challenged by asking why Marvel would even need to do that. It’s not even that DC’s films are so drastically worse than any of Marvel’s features, but Marvel at least has a brand formula at work. Their knock is never that their bad, just predictable and uninspired, though they’ve been getting a little better at going against both those counts lately, with the Guardians films at least. And I will say this for Batman v Superman: It’s awfulness has staked a far larger claim on my mental landscape than The Avengers or Deadpool or most Marvel fare ever has. I liked Man of Steel fine, was particularly impressed by the early minimalism in portraying Superman’s powers, especially his x-ray vision, and was even playing devil’s advocate with family members I saw it with. I’m semi-interested to return to it, but not passionately so. You for sure couldn’t call this film formulaic, perhaps unworthy of all the bombast it’s applying to itself but worthy of notice the way a burning car is, or how Jeff Goldblum and Laura Dern are seemingly in awe of that giant pile of shit in Jurassic Park. As dubious as literally every aspect of this film is, the sheer magnitude of its awfulness is compelling in such a way that I became anticipatory of the film’s eventual Rifftrax takedown as I was watching it. I don’t know how soon into it this idea started, but once Amy Adams dived in to get that spear I could already hear the befuddled joke about Lois Lane: Plot Psychic that Kevin Murphy would probably hurl at the screen, and it made this mess a little bit better.

All things being honest, I am absolutely going to see Justice League with my boyfriend, though I wonder how much more excited he is than I am. I loathed Suicide Squad but thought it was so poorly edited I stopped caring and would up having something of an okay time, appreciating Margot Robbie trying to find a character in Harley Quinn and relishing that Viola Davis actively seemed to want to be there a little as I did. Of course I’ve seen Wonder Woman, a step above most recent DC efforts in that it’s compelling, competently told and emotionally resonant, though it really shows Gadot isn’t much of an actress. There’s a lot about it I questioned in the moment but I am so, so appreciative of Wonder Woman as a film that exists, and one I mostly enjoyed seeing even as I actively wished for a better version of the film while I was watching it. Maybe I should just not see these given how much I end up railing against these projects, but I love watching movies with my guy (who I also love) and they are great conversation fodder. Plus, we watch lots of better movies together! Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice was the first of many, many delightful date night movies, and we weren’t even dating yet! My guy was easily the best part of the film, though it’d be a discredit to it say that it wasn’t a memorable experience, future boyfriend or no. I truly hope I never see it again, at least not sober, but I got a great story out of it, and a great man too, which is more than a lot of movies have ever given me. And at the end of the day, it’s that the biggest reward a person could get? It’s not like this makes Batman v Superman anything more than a gray, ugly, violent, gross, despicable, unpleasant, misogynistic, time-wasting, utterly horrendous, steaming pile of shit. But hey, it counts for something.