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#damn it's been a while since the last one of these
wososcripts · 2 days
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Face to Face (IV)
Fridolina Rolfö x reader
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Summary: An attempt to make amends.
A/N: we're nearing the end!! not sure how I feel about this part... hopefully it's okay
Word Count: 3k
Warnings ⚠️: none?
PREVIOUS PART
The next few days followed in a similar manner. Alexia brought you to the pitch even though you couldn't play, and you sat there for a few hours until they were done. Occasionally Jona would come over to see you, or Olga would stop by with food. Ana Maria even drove over from Madrid to see you and take you out for the day. But mostly you slept, listened to podcasts, and thought about what the hell you were going to do about Frido.
She still hadn't spoken to you and the team was starting to notice. It's not like the two of you were very close before (at least publicly) but now it was a conscious avoidance. The rest of the girls often kept you company when they could on breaks or in between drills.
It was only after five days, on Friday afternoon, that she approached you.
“Hi…” Frido said softly.
You looked up at her from where you sat on the pitch. You had been doing light stretches on your calves, still not allowed to do anything strenuous until next week.
“Hi, Frido.” You said plainly.
You tried not to react emotionally despite the fact that this was the first time she was speaking to you since the incident. She hadn’t even called to say she was sorry. It all seemed to confirm she really didn’t give a damn about you—didn’t have the courtesy to treat you like a stranger even.
“How are you feeling?”
Her careful, soft tone enraged you.
“Not so good, actually. My head fucking hurts, I’m sick of sitting here while the rest of you play. And I’d really rather be doing anything than talking to you.”
You felt bad the second you said it. Not because she didn’t deserve it, but because this wasn’t you. You were better than that.
“Sorry, I just really would like to be left alone, Frido. Please, just leave me be. Leave me alone.”
Frido’s eyes shot towards the ground as she blinked furiously.
“Okay.”
She turned away and walked back to the field, joining Alexia and Ingrid as they talked about something. Part of you felt bad for rejecting her so quickly, but another part of you felt enraged that she had the nerve to wait this long.
Ingrid looked over at you and then back at Frido curiously.
"What did you want to say to her?" She asked in Norwegian, knowing Frido would understand.
"I don't know… just wanted to check in on how she's doing so far."
Before Ingrid could reply again, Alexia butted in.
"You need to tell her you're sorry as soon as possible."
"I just tried—clearly she isn't too keen on having me around, is she?" Frido snapped back.
The three of them stood in shock for a second, surprised at Frido’s temper. Usually she was level headed and understanding.
Alexia sighed and clapped her on the shoulder.
"Keep trying."
With that she was off to change and shower, giving Ingrid a small smile as she left.
"Frido," Ingrid rubbed her arm to catch her attention. "Why don't we go get a drink tonight and catch up? It's been a long time since we went out, just us."
Frido contemplated it momentarily, not stupid enough to miss that Ingrid clearly wanted to talk about her mood. If she accepted, she was also accepting the fact that she had to open up to her best friend sooner or later.
"All right."
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"I don't know what to do," Frido complained, tossing back the last dregs of her beer.
Ingrid sat across from her, her own beer nearly untouched. They were sat out on the balcony of some restaurant nursing the end of the night. They hadn't met, just the two of them, in a while, Frido realized. She wished it was under better circumstances.
"Can I be honest?" Ingrid asked.
Frido nodded. She expected no less from the Norwegian—though she was incredibly kind, it wasn't common for them to sugar coat things.
"You've got to go up to her and apologize. Sincerely. One on one. And you can't be sure she's going to forgive you."
Frido knew Ingrid was talking about apologizing for more than the tackle. She wasn't privy to exactly what happened between the two of you—even in your anger you hadn't told your teammates what was going on—but it was clear something unhealthy had been a staple between the two of you.
"Mapí showed me the video. I didn't want to see it at first, you know how I am with that stuff, so worried always that it'll be one of us. But I finally saw it." Ingrid met her eyes. "The way she went down, the way you hit her, she could've been hurt much worse than she is. And you just got up and left, didn't even check on her."
There was a hint of disdain in Ingrid’s voice that inspired nausea in Frido.
"Had that been any player in a match against Barcelona, imagine how any one of us would've reacted."
Frido knew, if she had seen someone do to you what she had done herself, it would've boiled her blood. To see you lying there unmoving, would've had any player on that field aching, because you were wonderful. You didn't cause fights, you forgave people, you smiled at the opposition after each game, you spent as much time as possible with the fans. And Frido had somehow broken that, gotten you to yell and scream and cry.
"We were together." She whispered, not meeting Ingrid’s eyes. "Well, not really. We were sleeping together, I was at her place most days a week."
The waitress came by, and Frido ordered a glass of wine. She needed a bit more courage to fully get this out in the open.
"I didn't want commitment. I'm not… I didn't know how to be open about that with anyone. I was ashamed of it—she knew. She could sense it." Frido gripped the stem of her wine glass and took a sip. "She hated breaks because she knew I wouldn't talk to her until I was back in Barcelona. Right before I went back to Sweden for camp… we had a huge fight. She said she couldn't take it anymore, that I made her feel like a whore, that I tossed her aside whenever I didn't want her. And I said I didn't care."
Ingrid was silent.
"I didn't expect her to kick me out. Or to refuse to speak to me. I thought we'd fall back together, we always did. But it was different this time. And I hated it. I hated it so much it made my head spin."
Ingrid put a hand over Frido’s where it rested on the table.
"Frido, I love you. You're my best friend, okay?"
Frido nodded, wiping at a tear that was beginning to fall.
"You've got to make this right. Good people do shitty things. Really shitty things sometimes. But sometimes they're also forgiven, in time. And if you want anything with her, even friendship, you've got to apologize and explain yourself."
Frido nodded, meeting Ingrid’s eyes finally.
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That night Frido found it difficult to get to sleep.
There wasn't any good reason for it: she had worked hard in practice all day and her body was exhausted. Her bed was comfortable, her apartment quiet. But it was empty. She had realized that she hadn't spent a week straight sleeping in her apartment for months. At least once a week she was with you, always.
But now you weren't speaking to her. You looked at her during practice, then avoided her at all costs. She hadn't even tried texting you, worried she would find her number blocked.
She contemplated calling someone to keep her company, though who would be up at one in the morning?
Eventually she fell asleep after tossing and turning for what felt like hours. She slipped away into unconsciousness, allowing her body to relax into the mattress.
Her mind, however, had different plans.
In her dreams she was in the hospital, unable to get to you. She stood at the door to your room, peering in through a small glass window. The rest of the girls were inside, holding your hand and stroking your skin as you laid in the hospital bed. Your eyes were open but you hardly moved. All she knew with certainty was that you did not want to see her. You wanted her gone. You've ruined my life, she heard you say, though your lips didn't move.
Another time you had simply disappeared. Her fault. You had moved far away, far from Barcelona, and far from her. You were happier somewhere else, with different people.
Once more you hated her. Refused to speak.
When she woke it was to a dark room and a sick feeling in her stomach. She was lonely. She wanted you next to her in bed. She wanted to see you smile and hear you laugh. She wanted to see you play great football and jump into her arms after a goal. And it terrified her to think she wouldn't get any of that again.
How was it that she could've treated you so horribly? It confused her, as if it had been someone else. How had she let her fear control her like that? And most importantly, how had she put your feelings aside so callously?
If she was going to fix anything she would need to apologize. Apologize for it all. Ingrid was right. She hadn't been there for your recovery and now it was all she wanted. The guilt of it all threatened to choke her. She thought of how scared you must've been lying on the field in pain.
Though it was only 4:30 in the morning Frido got out of bed and went to the bathroom to start a scalding hot shower. She needed a plan for how to fix things between you two.
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It began that morning. Alexia brought you to practice. You were still living with her for the time being, until you were one hundred percent cleared. You didn't mind it, in fact it was nice to get so much time with Alexia when she was normally busy.
You walked into the locker room, so pleased to be getting into your kit for the first time in a week and a half. Even if it was just for physio work, at least you were in the uniform once more.
Unexpectedly, sitting in your locker was a small stuffed cow with a card and one of your favorite protein bars propped against it. You picked up the plushie, pressing it to your face and enjoying the softness. You were a bit of a child when it came to stuffed animals: you loved them.
The card was written in very familiar handwriting, and your heart jumped into your throat.
This made me think of you. I'd really like to apologize after practice today. Perhaps we can grab a coffee?
- Fridolina
The message was a bit stilted, but you could practically hear Frido’s hesitation on the page. She was nervous.
Just then the blonde came into the locker room to grab something from her bag. She glanced at you quickly, not sure as to your reaction.
"Frido," you called softly. You hadn't decided until that moment to try and forgive her, "I'll see you after practice."
Frido seemed shocked, but quickly her mouth transformed into a wide smile.
Practice seemed to fly by now that you were allowed to do something. The physio workers had you weight training and doing yoga to try and work your muscles that were tight from the pain you had been in. You felt like you were making progress, finally, after more than a week of sitting around.
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The car ride with Frido was quiet. You sat in the front seat, fiddling with your fingers and checking your phone as she drove. She had music playing softly, some indie band you didn't know. It was bordering on awkward, though not quite there. You simply didn't know what to say.
Once Frido was pulling off the street to parallel park you spoke.
"I don't think I've been here before."
"I just found it a little while ago when I was wandering around desperately in need of some coffee."
The shop was cute. The outside was painted in chipping yellow paint and the shutters were open. There were a few tables outside, an eclectic set of guests seated at them. There was an old man reading the paper, a student on her laptop, and a mother with her baby. The smell of baked goods wafted from the entrance.
"The muffins are fantastic, if you want one." Frido offered cautiously.
You nodded and gestured for her to enter first.
You decided on a chai and a cinnamon muffin which did look incredible, you had to admit. When you were about to pull out your card to pay you felt a hand on your arm.
"I'll pay, please."
You allowed it, understanding that this was all part of Frido trying to ask for forgiveness. You were willing to see this to the end. It shamed you to admit but you had missed her deeply. It felt good to be near her, to smell her perfume and anticipate her ticks that you knew so well. What made you stay was the possibility that she had missed you too.
Frido carried your drinks and food to the table you picked. It was still warm enough to sit outside even with the sun setting. You tapped your foot and ate your muffin slowly, waiting on her to say something. You didn't want to speak first, but it seemed as though you might have to.
"So…" you started, trailing off to try and prompt Frido.
"I wanted to apologize. Really apologize."
You sat quietly.
"Just for the concussion you gave me?"
Frido hesitated.
"I'm still figuring things out—it's all jumbled up in my head. I was talking to Ingrid the other day and she made me realize I had to set things straight."
"What exactly does that mean?"
"I'm not explaining this well—I wanted to apologize for hurting you. And I want us to be on better terms. I wish we could start over."
"That's it?"
Your chest squeezed painfully. You thought this was the chance you had to deal with the horrible ending to your relationship, but Frido seemed to have no interest in unpacking it. You couldn't help the way your anger flared in response to the hurt you felt.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm not exactly okay, Frido." You started to stand up. "I think it's better if I left. There's no hard feelings over the concussion, I knew it was an accident. Let's just forget about all of it."
Frido stood up quickly, reaching out to grab your elbow.
"Can I drive you back?"
You shook your head.
"I'd really rather walk. It isn't far to Alexia's."
Frido looked for a second like she would push further, but then she deflated and nodded.
"See you at practice, Frido. Thank you for the coffee."
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You couldn't help the tears that fell down your face as you walked down the streets of Barcelona. Deciding to forget the whole thing was worse than being angry about it—at least then you got some acknowledgment. Now you felt as though Frido was telling you she just wanted to smooth things over and make nice. She wanted it to be as if this thing between you never existed—all the pain and attraction gone in one fell swoop. You wanted to scream.
How were you meant to play with someone who you had so much conflict with? Surely Alexia or Jona would begin to notice sooner or later. You knew it would affect the team chemistry. The thought just made you more upset.
The tears in your eyes began to fall faster. Not only was your relationship (whatever messy bleeding thing it had been) ruined, but there was a potential for it to impact your job, your team too. What would you do then? If it came down to you or Frido you couldn't imagine Barça picking you.
Alexia noticed you were crying the second she saw you, even though you tried to hide it.
"What's wrong?" She fretted, pulling you close to her. "What happened? I thought you were with Frido this afternoon? Why did she not drop you off?"
You just shook your head, burying it in your captain's sweater. She wrapped her arms around you, quietly shushing you.
"Come, let's sit down."
You felt like a child being led to the couch and leaning in Alexia's embrace. Deep breaths eventually calmed you down so you could speak.
"I'm sorry Ale, I shouldn't be coming here like this."
Alexia shook her head.
"Nonsense. Tell me what happened. Was it Fridolina?"
"It's my own fault, I let it get like this."
"Let what get like this? The accident?"
You shook your head.
"Not the accident. Frido and I have a…we have our difficulties."
Alexia looked at you, surprised.
"Really?"
"I don't think I can tell you…you're her captain I don't want to let it affect the team."
Alexia took your hand.
"I can separate work and personal life. I'm your friend too, and it seems like you need one."
"We were seeing each other, kind of. In secret." You sighed. "We weren't exclusive, she just wanted some fun I think. I didn't."
You felt defeated. There wasn't much more to do. You just had to accept your fate.
Alexia looked at you for a moment in disbelief. She had had no idea.
"You and Frido?"
"It was a mistake."
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pupyuj · 8 hours
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okay hear me out... nerd!annyeongz (g!p) who take the reader to pound-town for teasing them🤭🤭
[new anon unlocked!]
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lordt apologies to 🐶 anon IT'S BEEN LIKE... MONTHS?! 😭 this ask was collecting mold in my drafts omg BUT EHE i'm lucky i had some stuff on it so i can just continue where i left off :DD this is gonna be a bit long too so bear with me ya’llll 😭✊
you weren't their bully, per se... but you would be lying if you said that you didn't make fun of them every once in a while 🤭 they just looked like the biggest losers ever, how could you not? 😭 baggy sweatpants, big hoodies, thick glasses, noses glued to their textbooks, always scribbling something in their notebooks... but at least wonyoung knew how to style herself, yujin was fucking hopeless! and you always made sure she knew,, either by making fun of her outfit for that day, her messy hairdo, and the rugged way she carried herself around the halls... you're always on yujin's ass for no reason 😒😒
and then there's wonyoung who could totally climb on the very top of the social hierarchy if she so wanted to. she was extraordinarily pretty, moderately rich, can definitely fight bcs you were always impressed with how stingy her side-eye is, but she wants to stick with her loser best friend 🙄 stupid girl...
seeing them together always made you excited bcs they were your daily dose of serotonin, for all the wrong reasons! but the thing doesn't happen until you catch them alone in a mostly empty classroom one day, huddled up in the back corner engaged in casual chatter with their textbooks and notebooks cluttered on their desks as usual... you were bored so you decided to pay them a visit!
"you know yujin, i always wondered—" you rudely interrupted their conversation, earning the usual frowns you get from them whenever they see you. ugh wonyoung was so cute glaring at you since you were once again attacking her bff just for the fun of it,, yujin was even cuter. head hanging low, fidgeting with the cuffs of her sleeves... but god she looked pathetic :(( "—how you would look without these..." you pulled yujin's glasses off her face before either of them could react,,
DSKHKSMVK your breath getting caught in your throat after seeing yujin without her glasses??? "well damn.. who knew you could be so sexy, ahn?" you teased, licking your lips and shooting the tall girl a suggestive look bcs she genuinely did look fucking hot???? "you should keep this look! or else you'll never get laid! that's gonna be a waste of that big dick." ofc that was the one thing about yujin that was appealing to you :((
🫠 wony being the one that gets the courage to stand up, trying to snatch yujin's glasses back but you raised up it in the air, laughing and just being a little shit 😭😭 it was funny until you found your ass backed up against their desk, now wonyoung looked intimidating bcs of how much she towered over you and that scary little glare she had on 😰 “leave unnie alone. this is the first and last time i’ll ask.” see now that made you laugh again! she was intimidating, sure, but oh her face was just too cute! and you couldn’t take her seriously when she wore that stupid sweatshirt with the university mascot on it! she even matched with yujin! “what are you gonna do? punish me?” you teased, tilting your head and giggling.. you were so annoying 😭
and then wonyoung sneaks her knee in between your thighs, shutting you up immediately bcs now she was wayyy too close 🫣 “that’s a great idea actually. i always wanted to know if the ‘campus whore’ deserved her title.” whoawhoawhoa 😳😳 you wouldn’t even be able to spit back since wony raises her knee and presses it against your cunt! and ofc you whimpered… and ofc wony doesn’t waste the opportunity to grab your hair from behind and force you to look up at her… “unnie, you wouldn’t believe how wet she is.” wonyoung tells yujin, dark eyes locked onto yours while she slowly moved her thigh… 😵‍💫
“i-i wanna feel too…” yujin was quick to put her hands on you! bcs in truth, even when you're so horrible and straight up rude to her, she secretly gets off to you 💔💔 she’s kinda creepy with it too… stalking your social medias, admiring your pics and jacking off to them from time to time… and every time you’re all up in her face being a bitch all she can think about is using your mouth and filling it up with her load… maybe she’ll get that chance today! 🤤🤤 while wony’s making your ride her thigh, yujin has already ripped your uniform open and pulled your bra down to fondle your tits with her shaking hands… god she was so clumsy! 🙄 (she has never touched a girl in her life, give her a break!)
and both of them make their little dreams come true with their favorite position: yujin seated on a chair while you’re deepthroating her as you’re bent over with wonyoung pounding your tight ass with her own monster of a cock 🫣🫣 you couldn’t believe that the two losers filled you up better than any of the guys or the hot girls you fucked before.. it was almost humiliating how into it you were! allowing the dumb virgin ahn yujin to grab the back of your head and move you up and down her length.. she was so obnoxiously loud that people wandering around the halls probably heard her 😳 and then there was wonyoung who clearly had a lot of anger to express towards you! ramming her cock in your hole and driving herself crazy with how well you can take both of them! fuck, if she was petty enough she could get you pregnant… but that was a mission for another day 🤭 for now she needed her revenge, and that she will get, that’s for sure! 🫢
poor yujinnie who’s too caught up in the feeling that she practically forces her cum down your throat.. she doesn’t hear your gags or feel how you’ve drawn blood on her thigh with your sharp nails 😣 “f-fuck… yujin-unnie, y-you have to fuck her for real… so fucking tight i can’t believe it.. ah!” ugh being talked about as if you were some kind of toy by jang wonyoung of all people was degrading by her voice was unnaturally high-pitched and whiny.. she (and yujin) was so cute and this all felt too good to fight against! 😵‍💫
and that was how the two biggest losers(?) of the campus got their way with the school whore with the big mouth 🤭 they may or may not have kept you in the classroom for a couple hours more.. just fucking you to their hearts’ content.. and it got even more fun when you ended up feeling like you didn’t have enough of them and invited them to your dorm room.. 😳
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sgiandubh · 3 days
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Last minute Swifties
Contrary to what many thought and some posted, I do think the OL cast's Taylor Swift experience was a last minute promo idea, very much monitored by *** and Tall Ships. I was wrong about minder/security guy (still, eerie...) and I never have a problem publicly admitting it. But quite unlikely I am wrong about this one. And sorry for the length, but you know how I am when I am looking for something, right?
Let's unpack: cast thanked the 'organizers' (and minders, really) in very specific terms, leaving NO much doubt:
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Louisa McCulloch. Remember this name, we shall meet her in one hot minute. So thank you Louisa and Maril for organizing this: ask yourselves why did Maril, who (as far as I know) is based in the US, have to come to Edinburgh just for the gig. Damage control, perhaps?
And Sophie S., with a remarkable choice of words:
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'Thank you ***, TS and her team for making it happen'. In my book, this means a strong, common effort to secure the box last minute. Because 'making it happen' means exactly that: 'need to do everything you can to facilitate it'.
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Clearly Skelton, who is a Swiftie in her own right, was particularly appreciative of the efforts it took to ensure everyone could attend the concert. If that were a long planned event, her enthusiasm would have been more temperate, I think. 'Adding more Swifties to the clan' - LOL, Sophie, you mean S and C had no idea of the lyrics and were unable to sing along with you, John Bell, Izzy and Co (I keep forgetting their names and I like them a lot, in the show)? People of my generation are already too damn old for Taylor S. And this different sort of music might be more of S's real preference: otherwise why post it in his stories, as if to say ' TS is a different thing altogether'?
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James. A Manchester rock band, formed in 1982, popular in the Nineties. I see no lies: he was clear 'JAMMF is a Swiftie'. And we are, after all, Children of the Nineties, not TS's crowd. And yes, I knew S was into the same kind of music as I was, in the Nineties (he seems to have stayed put, right there, unlike me, LOL):
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Anyways, back to the mysterious woman up and front on three pictures in a row, that got many speculating. Nope, that was not Wendy, the MUA and S's bestie:
Once...
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... Twice...
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... Three times a lady:
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Her name is Louisa McCulloch, née Radcliffe and she is the one S thanked, along with Maril (see above). It was a bit hard finding her, because her IG account is private. But I found her alright on Facebook, and then LinkedIn (of course):
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Based in Lockerbie, Scotland. 20 years experience as a media publicist:
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Worked with *** and Tall Ships since Season 3, after a short stint as Head of Publicity at the Paramount Pictures London Office. Got promoted from Unit Publicist to Publicist during COVID, for Season 6. So yes, she is the one who made it happen, locally, on what I think was a quite short notice.
Attention successfully diverted. Impeccable timing and giving a younger crowd what it wants. Trying to capitalize on TS's huge Instagram fan base: 283 million followers (wow! I had no fucking idea she was so huge). A win-win situation for just about everyone and an elegant way out from sordid waters:
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And it worked. Lost among the hundred of thousands of likes and comments, look who's jumping on the bandwagon:
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Sharon Stone. With a Blue Check and her 3.9 million Instagram fanbase. A Nineties deity, need I remind you (this blogger spotted her during the Berlinale 2007, while I was going out for drinks, blissfully unaware we were all staying at The Adlon, LOL)?
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They mutually follow each other on Insta, by the way. I wonder why *urv did not pounce on that one. I feel robbed, for once, of a wonderful fanfic.
[Later edit] Several comments take on this person without a proper justification. I am editing this post to remind you she is only responsible for the implementation (in Scotland) of decisions taken elsewhere (in the United States of America). She is NOT a decision maker and as Publicist, was probably responsible for the local implementation of a hasty decision to attend an event (secure VIP box at Murrayfield, sell content to the local press). The direct contact with TS's team was, very likely, Maril and upwards, in the hierarchy. In all fairness, she has nothing to do with a billboard spotted in Los Angeles, USA - nothing of the sort in Europe. I am all for taxing, but let's tax people who are really RESPONSIBLE: she is just a very well paid underling. Thank you all, I am sure you understand fairness can only add to our credibility as a group.
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herenya-writes · 3 days
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To Kneel at Your Feet
So, uh, I tried my hand at a little Dreamling fic when a particular image wouldn't get out of my head.
~1850 words, Rated T (violence, non-graphic injuries, a bit of foul langauge), pre-relationship Dreamling set a few months after Dream escapes the fishbowl but before he's told Hob who he is
When a shadow fell over him, Hob figured he was fucked. Well, even more fucked than he already had been.
The day had started pretty normal. Term was over for the summer, and he had finally finished the last of the marking the night before, so he had let himself laze in the sunny patches of his bed until almost noon when the grumbling of his stomach drove him to the kitchen for food. The rest of the day had been syrupy slow, with a light frisson of anticipation running through. He was meeting his Stranger tomorrow morning for brunch, their first pre-evening meeting and the fifth one they had had since his Stranger had returned. So it was with a spring in his step that he had gone through the rest of the day, chatting with Mrs. Giles up the road about whether he could buy a few cases of her jam to serve at the Inn, taking a stroll around the park, mixing up a batch of scones. When Sasha called in sick, he had gladly picked up their shift bar-tending at the Inn, and even that had been lovely. A faster pace than the rest of his day, sure, but the night had been full of familiar faces and easy laughter.
He had been closing up the Inn and wiping down the last of the tables when the bell above the door rang. He didn’t get out so much as a word before the bullets were flying.
He managed to dodge them for a good while, but even his immortal body got tired of crouching and diving eventually. Plus, there were three of them, all armed, and only one of him. He had a bat and an array of knives behind the bar and an assortment of weapons in his flat above, but he didn’t see how he could get to either of those places unscathed. He’d survive, of course, but that could cause even more problems depending on how smart these thugs were.
His next dodge had been a bit too slow, and as he slid behind the sturdy oak of one of the booths a bullet buried itself in his shoulder. He snarled at the pain and pressed a hand to the wound on instinct. His immortality meant he’d survive no matter how many times these assholes shot him, but it didn’t stop him from feeling the bite of metal burrowing into his flesh.
It was as he was leaning against the wood, listening for footsteps and considering his options that a shape blocked the light above him. He swore and held up an arm to guard his face on instinct, but when he looked up it wasn’t one of the thugs he saw.
In the muted light of the Inn, his Stranger stood, clothed as always in his black coat, jeans, and boots, a minuscule frown pulling at his lips.
Without thinking, Hob grabbed the hem of his Stranger’s coat and yanked him down. His Stranger went, and a millisecond later bullets soared through the air where he had been standing.
“Sorry, friend. You chose a dangerous time to stop by,” he gasped. He had grabbed his Stranger with his left arm, and the bullet wound in his shoulder was protesting loudly.
His friend’s face took on a pinched expression, brows furrowing in a way that would have been adorable in another situation.
“You are injured,” he observed, his voice deep and rumbling like distant thunder. Hob could listen to that voice all day, and despite the circumstances he could feel his heartbeat slowing at just those three words. “You are not healing as you should.”
Hob blinked and looked down. Damn, his Stranger was right. One of the side effects of his immortality was that any injuries he sustained healed rapidly. Serious stuff like disembowelment still took a long (and excruciatingly painful) time to heal, but the process happened much faster for him than a normal human. He had been stabbed in a knife fight once in his second century of living and by the time the other fellow had hit the floor the only evidence of the wound had been the blood on his skin and the tear in his shirt. A bullet hole should have shown evidence of closing by now, but it was still gaping open and bleeding freely.
“At least I won’t have to cut the bullet out later,” he joked, but the tremble in his voice ruined his attempted levity.
“There are very few weapons in this world or another that could harm you so,” his Stranger declared, and something like lightning flashed in his eyes. His expression turned stone cold, and in a fluid movement he rose to his feet and turned toward the gunmen. Hob scrambled up after him, biting back curses, but he stopped short when he realized there weren’t any bullets flying through the air.
In the space of a blink, all the shadows in the room seemed to lengthen and gather around his Stranger, and Hob swore he saw recognition begin to dawn on the face of the lead thug as his Stranger stepped forward and extended one pale arm.
“Servants of the Morningstar, by what edict do you walk the Earth and seek the life of one to whom Death has denied her gift?” His Stranger’s voice buzzed with barely-restrained power, and something deep in Hob’s human brain told him to run and hide. He stayed where he was, though, and so did the gunmen, even as they trembled in obvious fear.
“Dead or not, the glory of claiming an immortal’s head for Lucifer’s throne room is undying,” the one in the middle declared. Hob was almost impressed with how even their voice was.
“You have attacked him in his home, unarmed and unaware of your challenge. There is no glory here, hellspawn.” His Stranger spat the word ‘glory’ like it was vinegar on his tongue, and all three creatures (he had thought they were human, but now he could swear an outline of fire flickered around them) recoiled. Still, they didn’t flee.
“He is unclaimed, Dreamlord. Glory or not, he’s ours for the taking!”
The shadows in the room deepened impossibly, and the air pressure dropped fast enough that Hob’s ears popped and every hair stood on end. His Stranger took a menacing step forward, standing directly between him and the gunment now. When he spoke, the power in his voice shook the floorboards and set Hob’s very bones buzzing.
“Is that so? Allow me to correct that oversight.”
His Stranger threw back his coat, and it melted into a midnight black robe. The folds of the fabric were ablaze with swirling galaxies that seemed to spill into the shadows that surrounded him. The power radiating off him now was equal parts strange and familiar, like hearing a song for the first time but immediately knowing the chorus. Any unease Hob had felt settled at once, even as the gunmen began to quiver and keen in dismay. His Stranger spoke over their sounds of distress, his voice firm and unyielding. In that moment, Hob had no doubt that he could make any declaration and reality would bend itself to reflect his will.
“I, Dream of the Endless, Shaper of Forms, Oneiromancer, Prince of Stories, King of the Dreaming and Nightmare Realms, declare Hob Gadling to be under my protection. Harm him and know the unfettered wrath of the Dreaming.”
Hob had been a lot of things in the past 600-plus years. He’d tried his hand at just about everything that had held his attention for longer than a week, and he had even been decent at a fair chunk of it. Hell, he’d even been knighted once! Right now, he probably had enough wealth squirreled away in stashes across the world to keep him living comfortably for the next two hundred or so years. At his core, though, he was nothing more than a peasant.
His knee hit the floor before his Stranger even finished speaking, and he barely felt the way the movement shocked his still-bleeding shoulder. All he could do was gaze up at his Stranger, awe, in the oldest sense of the word, flooding him. Dream of the Endless. His Stranger had a name. His Stranger was a king.
He wasn’t sure what happened with the thugs after that. There was a moment when the Inn got so dark all he could see where the pinpoints of light in his Stranger’s eyes and the galaxies swirling in his robe, and the next the light had returned and his Stranger had turned that fathomless gaze on him.
He lowered his eyes. “My king.” His tongue was heaving in his mouth, and his throat was sand paper. There was a spit of crimson blood, his blood, on the hem of his Stranger’s robe.
“You would kneel and call me king? Even after the wrongs I have committed against you? I did not even grant you the courtesy of my name.” Power still rumbled in his Stranger’s voice, but it was leashed now in a way that sent a spark racing up Hob’s spine. God help him, but he had always loved a bit of danger.
He risked a glance up and saw his Stranger’s perfect lips twisted in a frown, his brows drawn together like Hob was a puzzle he couldn’t quite figure out.
“I don’t need anything from you that you aren’t ready to give, my friend. You came back to me, and that was more than I could ever hope for.” Those words strayed a bit too close to another truth—that he would have waited forever just for a glimpse of his Stranger’s face, just to hear a single word from his lips—but Hob wasn’t about to start lying now, not when this magnificent creature, this otherworldly lord, had deemed him worthy of his time and attention despite all odds. His Stranger had returned after over 100 years to sit in a pub and listen to Hob ramble about airplanes and smartphones and humanity reaching the moon. How could anything he had to say possibly have captured the attention of a king with no doubt a million other duties to attend to?
His Stranger regarded him, galaxies swirling in his black eyes to match the ones dancing across his robe. Hob tore his gaze back to the floor for fear of falling in.
“Rise. You owe me no servitude or obeisance, Hob Gadling.”
Hob wanted to disagree, but he kept his mouth shut and did as his lord bid. He bit back a growl of pain as he stood, and in a blink his Stranger was there, long arms wrapped around his shoulders and holding him up with unnatural strength. Together, they hobbled up the stairs to his flat, and his Stranger laid him gently on the couch and let Hob grip his hand too tightly as he dug out the bullet lodged in his shoulder, seemingly uncaring of the way the crimson blood stained his pale fingers.
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Cleardune Chapter 1: Petunia
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Joel Miller x f!reader
no physical description, no use of y/n
Summary: Today, you feel just as dead as the saloon is. Then, a cowboy strolls in, and at first he’s just one of those passersby that roll through town, but once you see him, you’re like a deer in the headlights. He’s drop dead gorgeous, and you can’t get him out of your head. After “running into him” after you get off of work, he invites you for a night ride. Of course, you oblige. 
Word count: 5.3k
Warnings: Drinking, emotionally neglectful/absent father, mention of being hit by father, mention of reader’s mother dying, kinda touch starved reader
A/n: woooo lets get this party started yeehaw
Series masterlist
The pianist is playing his tenth rendition of the same piece you've heard that many times already today, and you feel like you could melt into the floor. If it stays this slow here at the saloon, you just might. 
“‘Nother.” Demands the town drunk, Henry, though it’s barely past noon. Far before the sun sets, he’ll be carried out of here. Still, you pour him another glass, and watch him twirl it in his hand before taking a long sip. 
The bar is empty except for him and a couple regulars playing cards quietly at one of the tables. The pianist must be as miserable as you, here all day with the most interesting thing to happen being a gust of wind slightly waving the saloon doors. 
Many days, like today, you feel like you’re in limbo. Nothing ever happens in the tiny town of Cleardune, and practically all you do is this: bartend; your father won’t let you do much of anything else. Sometimes, you don’t think he even remembers that you’re his daughter—his only daughter, that is, his only child, only family. He hasn’t even looked at a woman since your mother died, and that was ten years ago. He won’t speak her name. The last time you did is the only time he’s ever hit you. Backhanded, he nearly knocked you on the floor. Once, someone else spoke her name, only in passing, and it turned into a damn brawl. It’s as if he wants to forget her, to obliterate her memory completely. And you hate him for it. You hate that he acts like you’re not the last thing of her that he has left. Like you’re nothing more than an employee at his damn bar. And yet, every boy you’ve ever tried to bring home, he’s raised a shotgun at. It’s like he wants your life to be empty. Lonely, meaningless. Nothing. As long as you’re in this town, your life will be nothing but nothing. 
For years, you’ve dreamed of running away, but you know nothing about surviving out there in the desert. Hell, you don’t even know how to ride a horse, thanks once again to your father. He wants you to stay here, keep being his bartender, cook him his meals, wash and iron his clothes, take care of him while he says nothing, not a single thanks, or hug, or even a pat on the head. Sometimes, you think he’s forgotten your name. You’d thought that maybe he’d warm back up in the years since your mother’s passing, but he hasn’t. 
The idea of getting out of here is becoming more and more mouth watering, even if you have no clue what you’d do with yourself. Just, something, something interesting, something new, an adventure. An adventure, that’s what you want. To get out of here, that’s what you need. 
The saloon doors push open as you daydream, but you don’t bother to look up until you hear an unfamiliar set of spurs. You raise your elbows off of the bar, watching the man walk in. He’s tall and broad, a cowboy hat hiding his face, his jacket thick and dark. As the stranger approaches the bar, all heads turn. Not many of those come through here, but you have seen a cowboy like him before, stopping in town for a few days at most. For a bed and a drink, rest for a little while until they realize that there’s nothing here other than that and a prostitute or two who have been doing it for so long they barely bother to smile anymore. 
The brim of his hat keeps his face shielded as he takes a seat. This, now, is the most interesting thing that has happened in months, and, naturally wildly intrigued, you slide over to him.
“What’ll it be?”
And then he looks up, and you see his face, and he is handsome. Tan skin, graying scruff, and deep, brown, almost puppy dog eyes
“Whiskey.” His voice is low, faintly gruff, and like honey. 
As you turn back for a bottle and a glass, you feel your entire face and chest flush, so you take your time with it. Christ almighty, you think to yourself. When you turn back, you can’t meet his eyes, despite how much you want to. He is the most handsome man you have ever seen. And not just that, he’s pretty. 
“Thank y’ kindly, ma’am.”
“Just let me know if you want anything else.” Your voice comes out high, and you immediately busy yourself with a cloth over the clean bar. 
“Sure will.” 
He sips quietly while you burn up, as if he’s radiating the heat of the sun from just a few feet away. Your mind races. After calming it as best you can, you decide that you need to strike up a conversation, which is a bit out of your character, but you can’t not. 
“So, where you coming from? Running or just walking?”
He looks up at you, licking his lips after a sip, and you’re almost beside yourself. The man chuckles and shakes his head, glancing back down for only a moment before looking back at you with a slight smile, that one little move making your chest flutter, “Nothin’ to worry about ma’am, not runnin’ from anythin’. Just travelin’.”
“What town were you in before this?”
“Can’t remember the name. Far from here.”
“Well, what brings you here?”
He lifts his glass, “Bit a’ this. Bed for me and some rest for my horse. It’s been a while.”
“Well, welcome to town.” You pull a smile out of yourself. Same ol’, same ol’, he sounds like, which is disappointing, but something about him is different. Maybe it’s just how stupidly good looking he is, but there’s something else, you think. 
“Thank y’ kindly.” He tilts his hat with a smirk. 
“So… how long are you staying?”
“Not long I reckon.”
Even though the reply was expected, it’s disappointing. Not like there’s anything to offer to keep him around in this dead end town. 
“Well… where are you headed after this?”
“Nowhere in particular. Like I said, I’m just a travelin’ man.”
“Gets lonely out there, doesn’t it?” You say before you can stop yourself. Not that it’s any kind of invitation, you really didn’t mean much by it, but you realize how it sounds as soon as the question leaves your lips. Henry slightly raising his head from across the bar tells you that it was probably too much. You bite your cheek. 
“Not when I’ve got Petunia with me.”
“Petunia?” Your voice comes out high again and you swallow hard. Has he already got a woman? A woman dedicated enough to be traveling with him? You feel your dreams have been dashed, all of those that have already built up in your head in only the first few minutes of meeting him. You know it’s ridiculous, but this man is somehow overriding all rationality in your mind. Maybe because there’s something else in you thinking for itself. You can’t really blame the little lady, you don’t get a lot of action around here. 
He chuckles. “My horse. Her name’s Petunia.”
“Oh,” you half chuckle, releasing a breath, “Pretty name.”
“Well, she’s a pretty girl.” He replies and sips. 
“I’ll bet she is.” 
“How d’you reckon that?”
“Pretty horse for a pretty cowboy.” You immediately bite your cheek again, swallowing hard. He chuckles and looks down, and you think you can hear someone else in the room snort. Silently, but very loud in your head, you curse yourself. 
“Well, thank you, ma’am… you’re not too bad yourself, if I may say.” He says as he looks back up at you, keeping your gaze as he sips his whiskey. 
“Well, thank you…” You feel your face and chest heat up again, but you can’t tear your eyes away long enough to hide. 
Well, he did meet you where you were at. And, even if it means that all he might want to do is fuck you before he’s off again, you’ll take it, even if it’s bad. But he looks like he knows his way around a woman. You bet he’d be real gentle, real loving. 
Then, you have to look away, and retreat to polish a few clean glasses. 
And that’s the last you speak, save for the “Thank ‘y ma’am,” and tip of his hat after he finishes his glass before the saloon doors swing closed behind him, and it feels like he’s gone almost as quick as he came. 
Henry hee-hee’s as he pushes his own empty glass forward, and you shoot him a glare as you fill it back up. You just hope he’s not so entertained by it that he decides to tell your father, because that’ll be the end of things for sure. 
The rest of the day is slow and dead, slower and deader than it’s ever felt before, and it gives you plenty of time to wonder about this strange, handsome cowboy. He said he isn’t running, so he’s no outlaw. Is he really just a traveling man? Does he have some wife out there? Kids? Where is he from? Does he have somewhere he’s aiming for? Something? Would he ever want to settle down? Maybe with you? Christ, you don’t even know his name. 
Just as the sun is about to set, your father comes into the saloon, waving you off without a word before taking your place behind the bar. He gives you no extra chores, though you’ll need to be fixing dinner soon, so you grant yourself permission to wander through town for just a little while, no doubt to try to catch sight of the man from earlier. You repeatedly smooth your dress as you walk, wishing you’d worn a nicer one today. He’s nowhere in sight, until you get to the barn at the edge of town, and there, you spot him. 
The setting sun coming through the other end of the barn’s open doors frames his figure, his hands on the cheeks of what must be Petunia. His silhouetted profile is something for the books, and you stop dead in your tracks, watching him. 
Feet moving helplessly, you wander in, and lean against the wide door frame. 
“Is that Petunia?”
When he looks at you, he’s shadowed, but he tips his hat, “Sure is. Wanna meet ‘er?”
You reply with a smile and wander in further. Petunia is, in fact, a very pretty girl—nearly white blonde, blue eyes like the sky, and built almost like a draft horse, with a matching gentle nature. She’s striking, just like her rider. 
“She sure is a looker, you were right.” “Ain’t she?” He sounds so proud when he says it. 
You pet her snout, and she bends her head into it. “Polite, too.”
“She’s a good girl. ‘Til you get on her bad side.” You hear the smirk in his voice.
“And how do you get on her bad side?” You look at him, the setting sun glinting behind his cheekbone.
“Shootin’ at ‘er.” He smirks.
“You get shot at a lot?”
He chuckles and shakes his head, “Nah, don’t cause enough trouble for it.” 
“So… you’re really just a traveler, huh?”
“Sure am.” “How come? Why not, you know, settle down somewhere?” He shrugs, “Get too restless if I’m in one place for too long.”
“Yeah, I can understand that.” You chuckle lightly, feeling like your ass has been on fire for about half a decade, despite no moves to put it out. 
“How long you been here, then?”
“My whole life.” You answer with a sheepish smile. 
“How old ‘re you?”
“Twenty.” “That’s a long time to be in one place. Why don’t you leave?”
You shrug. “I don’t know how to be anywhere else.”
“Well… that’s fair. It’s a rough world out there.”
“I still sure would like to see it.”
“Ma’am,” he pauses, “I don’t mean to be impolite, but you’re lucky to be in a town like this.” “You mean somewhere where nothing ever happens?” You chuckle.
“Better than one bein’ shot up every few days.” Sheepish again, you look back at Petunia and run your hand over the bridge of her nose. “I guess you’re right.”
He pauses, then adds, “I can understand, though. Must be damn boring—’scuse my language.”
“You said that right.” “Well, what do you do for fun around here?”
You snort. “‘Fun’ is not a thing around here.” It’s an honest answer, but you soon regret it, fearing scaring him off sooner than he’s bound to be gone already. 
“Well, that just means you make your own fun then, right?” You look at him, “And how do you suppose I do that?” “Well… you wanna take a little ride with me and Petunia? Not far.”
Though you desperately, desperately want to say yes, you keep yourself regretfully under control. “… I can’t, I should already be back home to make dinner. Besides, my father would have a fit if he caught sight of that.”
After a pause, he leans against the stall. “Tell you what, then.” He crosses his arms with a smirk, gaze warm. “Meet me back here tonight. When you can. I know how to ride in the dark.”
You blink at him. “…Really?”
Still smirking, and tips his head, “Really. If you’d like to.”
“I’d love to.”
“Well alright then.” He smiles. After a moment, you manage to tear your eyes away from him, giving one last pet to Petunia before backing back out of the barn, trailing a smile before turning on your heel to make your way back home. 
“Hey,” you hear behind you, and whirl back to face him. “Beg your pardon, ma’am,” he speaks as he walks to you, “I just realized I never introduced myself. M’names Joel. Joel Miller.”
As you introduce yourself to him, you can’t even hear yourself, his name swirling around your mind. Joel, Joel, Joel Miller rolls around your tongue. It suits him. Joel, Joel, Joel… “Joel,” when it leaves your lips, you smile. “Very nice to meet you.”
He tips his hat, “Pleasure to meet you. Will I see you tonight?”
“Yes. Yes, I’ll be here.” You answer quickly, nodding. 
“Well, I’ll be waiting.” With that smile like a sunrise, he tips his hat once more. Sensing the possibility of fainting, you finally bid farewell with a simple nod and turn back and scurry back to the saloon and up the stairs to your home above it.
Nothing new tonight—lonely cooking and a silent meal, a gruff “G’night” from your father, though this evening you clean up a little quicker before retreating to your room. Joel has been stuck on your tongue and in your head, and all you can think about is seeing him. Digging through your armoire for your one pair of jeans and nicest blouse, you smile to yourself, giddy both to see him again and to have something to do tonight. Plus, you haven’t been out past the town entrance gate in way too long. At the bureau, you smooth your hands over your hair. 
To you, nothing much to see in the reflection. It’s a bit disheartening, to look at yourself right before you’re about to go see the most handsome man alive, but he invited you, so you’re going. 
You turn your bedroom light off before you go, doing only that one thing to try to make it look like you're asleep, not that it matters. Then, you inch your rackety window open as quietly as possible, and reach for the first branch of the tree standing right outside. 
You don’t sneak out often, but this tree grants you free access to whenever you desire. Either it was made for you, grown to fit you, or you’ve just learned it like the back of your hand, but you descend with ease, though your heart rate picks up with each step down. 
The barn is a short walk—not enough time to calm your nerves, and your heart is just about beating out of your chest as you approach it. 
The hanging light inside is off, making you nervous he’s not actually there, but then you recognize his moonlit silhouette through open back doors. God, he’s so big and broad… and his hat is off. 
“You came.” Comes his voice as you enter, sounding genuinely glad, and you smile. 
“Of course I did.” You strategically stand with the light of the moon on your back, lighting up his face, and dear lord in heaven, he’s absolutely beautiful. With his hat off, you can finally appreciate this gorgeous mop of salt and peppered brown curls he’s been hiding from you, and god, those eyes, dark and deep as melted chocolate, full of life despite the shroud of his brow, that nose, like a sculpture from heavenly fingers, those lips, relentlessly inviting despite their unavoidably chappedness; even his facial hair suits him absolutely perfectly. It’s almost unfair. 
“Nice night for a ride, don’t’y think?” He smiles. 
“Yeah.” You answer, almost at a loss for words just looking at him. 
“Well, come on,” Joel cocks his head, “let’s get Petunia all ready to go.”
You watch him open her stall, taking the horse gently by the bridle. He looks at you while he brings her out, then says again, “Come on,” words just as gentle as his hands, a small smile on those perfect goddamn lips. But you’re unsure of what he means, so all you do is step forward. 
He hides a chuckle. “You know how to tack up a horse?”
You barely even know what that means, only having heard the words tossed around from a distance. “No…” you reply, “my father’s never let me ride. Or do anything, really.”
“You mean you just stay cooped up in that bar all day?”
“…For the most part,” you shrug sheepishly, “I mean, I get out, just… not much…”
He stops with Petunia on the barn floor. “You’ve never ridden a horse?” 
“No…” Suddenly, you feel small; stupid, really, a naive little girl. But without missing a beat, Joel casts your anxieties to the side with a casual tone, “Well, let me show you.” 
Slowly, he demonstrates how to attach the reins to her bridle, put on and secure her saddle, and then he hoists you up onto her, one hand under your foot and his other on your hip to push you up. You have to take a moment, at that hand on your hip, before you can process his words. 
“Sorry, say again?”
“I said there you go. Now, sit back a little so I can get on up there.” You do as you’re told, and what a sight, as he brings himself onto Petunia, a new view of his ass, though it doesn’t last nearly long enough. But then those thick thighs, resting on either side, and no eyes on you to stop you from soaking up the view.
“You ready to go, little lady?”
“Ready.” Delighted, you smile.
“Well, hang on, then,” Joel takes your hands to bring around him and then crosses them over his belly, and you’re in heaven. He’s thick, he’s a man, strong and capable and warm and god what you would give to never have to let go. 
Joel clucks twice and Petunia starts a relaxed pace out of the barn. As you leave it, turning towards the entrance to town, you look around nervously, scared of being caught, the worst feared, by your father, even though there’s no reason for him to be out now. The coast is clear, but you stay preoccupied with worry, head almost on a swivel until you're a good few dozen yards outside of town. 
Once you let yourself relax, the only sounds are hooves in the sandy dirt and the swish of the saddle. The moon is out and bright, setting clear light over the desert. 
Joel makes a turn, and you can see the town at your side. From here, even though you’re not all that far, it looks so small. 
After a few moments, you realize, “I’ve never been this far out of town.”
“Never?”
“No.”
“Well, how do you like it so far?”
A cool gust of wind brushes your cheek, and, looking at the town becoming smaller and smaller, it feels like freedom. 
“I love it.”
Joel chuckles. “Well, there’s plenty of space to love. Miles and miles of this outside your little town.”
“I know.” You reply wistfully, and Joel chuckles again.
It’s silent for a few minutes; not awkward, but serene. Something about him makes everything feel peaceful, and you sigh deeply, closing your eyes for a moment. This is the nicest night you’ve had in a long, long time. You’d stay out all night with him like this. Then, to your dismay, you remember that he’ll be leaving soon; this might just be the only night you’ll have with him. And you’ll be left back here, probably thinking about it for the rest of your life, the handsome cowboy who came and went, swept you up with a look and was gone again like a whiff of smoke. Maybe a few days ago, one night like this would be enough, but now that you have it, it isn’t. 
“You said… you’re only staying for a few days?” You speak up, a mousy voice betraying you.
“That’s the plan.”
Not knowing what to say, you stay quiet. You’ve already told him how desperately you want to leave, so why would he want to stay?
Finally, you say, “Well, that’s too bad.” 
“N’ why’s that?”
“I dunno… I guess, it’s just… you’re the most interesting thing that has happened here in ages.”
“Oh, yeah?” He chuckles. 
“I’ll miss you.”
For a few moments, it’s just the hooves in the sand, and you nervously adjust your grip around him. 
“Well, you don’t have to miss me just yet.” He finally answers, “Night’s not nearly over. And I’m sure to be comin’ to the saloon tomorrow.” This gets a small smile out of you, but it isn’t quite enough to stop the wave of melancholy souring your mind. “Don’t go worryin’ about things that aren’t here and now. This is nice, isn’t it?” 
“Yeah, it is. It’s real nice.”
“Let’s just have a nice night, then, huh?”
“Yeah.” 
After a while of silence, appreciating your arms around Joel, the cool night breeze on your face, and view of the desert with its cacti and mesas crowned by the waning moon, Petunia slows to a halt. “Alright,” Joel sighs, turning his head back to you. “Lemme show you how to dismount.” He slides off and drops to the ground, then looks back up at you. “Jus’ swing your legs around and I’ll help you.” You turn to sit on the side of the horse and are met by outstretched arms that make your heart flutter. “Just slide on down, now.” As you do, he puts his hands around your waist to help you to the ground. Once you are, he keeps them there, and all you can do is stare up at him. His slanted smile shows off a single dimple, crows feet in the corner of his eyes. Suddenly, all you can think about is kissing him. 
“Damn.” He says quietly. 
“What?” You breathe out. 
“You are one pretty lady.”
“…What?” You half chuckle, on fire. 
“I said you’re one pretty lady. Maybe even prettier than Petunia.” You chuckle again, and he chuckles with you. “What’s so funny?”
“It’s just, um… you’re pretty.”
Joel laughs at that, only further proving your point. “I’m pretty?”
“Yeah!” You laugh back, “I mean, I’ve never met a man that’s pretty, but you are pretty.” 
In the moonlight, you swear you catch a blush as he looks away. “Well, I’ve never been called pretty before.”
“About time, then.” You chuckle, more like a giggle, his hands still warm on your waist. 
“Damn.” Joel says again, still looking to the side. 
“What?”
“Nothin’.” He chuckles again, “Nothin’.”
You stand silently for a moment, held in his hands, him looking away with a smile that’s fading in a way that tells you he’s thinking about something. When he looks back at you, his eyes drop to your lips, and your heart jumps like a racehorse out of the gates. Joel’s hands close just a little tighter around your waist, but then he lets go, standing back with his hands now on his own hips. His eyes linger for a moment before they’re back out to the desert. “We’ve been out for a while. Should start headin’ back. Don’t want you to lose any beauty sleep.” He ends with a smirk back at you, but you barely blush, the words rushing out of you, “I wanna lose sleep. With you.” You swallow hard after that. 
If only you could control your tongue around him, but you can’t seem to. Noticing that you had taken a step closer as you spoke, it’s like something inside of you is pressuring every other part of you to stay as close to him as possible. As if staying away from him isn’t an option. 
Something has shifted inside of you. Though you barely know him, you’ve never wanted someone so bad. In every way, not just how you made it sound with that last sentence. You just want to be near him, be with him. Out here, anywhere, with him. You want to know him. Happily, you would make dinner for him every night, iron his clothes, take care of Petunia, take care of him. And something about him tells you that he’d take care of you, too. Nothing like your father. No, you’ve never met anyone like Joel. 
Christ, are you going crazy? You really barely know him at all. But there’s just something about him, your heart argues back, trust me, it tells you, don’t let him go. 
“Wha’d’ya mean by that?” He replies, smiling at you. 
Maybe he’s silently laughing at you, maybe you’re a fool, but you don’t care. You’ll be a fool for him. You don’t have time to think it over. 
“I, I wanna stay up with you. Can’t we just stay up a little longer?”
After a moment, he nods, “Yeah, alright.” And you smile. “Well, it is gettin’ cold, so why don’t we head back? Don’t have to part ways, just get back where we won’t freeze our asses off.”
You chuckle, then follow Joel back onto the horse. 
The temperature drops noticeably by the time you get back, and you’re shivering once you’re on the barn floor again. 
“Good thing we came back, huh?” Joel says as he sets Petunia back up in her stall for the night. 
Rubbing your arms with a shiver, you reply, “Yeah, I guess so.” He looks back at you and chuckles, “You sure didn’ dress for it, either.” All you offer is a bashful smile, feeling naive again. However, once again, Joel dashes it away with a “Here,” pulling his thick jacket off to wrap around you. 
It is intoxicating. The warmth, the smell. Strongly of leather, but a mix of others you can’t quite place… it smells like him. 
“That better?” He asks with a smirk, but you are unable to answer, face likely simply full of awe, but you can’t help it. Chuckling, Joel looks away, rubbing your arms, “Yeah, that’s better.”
Finally, your mouth allows, “Thank you.”
“Course. Can’t stand to see you shiverin’ like that.”
He can’t stand it. Can’t stand to see you cold. Just a shiver, he just can’t stand it. He cares.  
Thinking about it, maybe that shouldn’t be such a big deal, such a big ask, but it hits you. Just not used to it, you guess. Still, you barely know each other, and he cares enough to almost literally give you the shirt off his back. 
“This is better.” Even to yourself, your voice sounds absent, like you’re in a trance. Still intoxicated by his warmth and his smell, you really kind of are.
“Good.” Joel smiles. “You look tired, little lady, and it really is gettin’ late. Are you supposed to be out here at all?”
“No.” Is your unthinking answer. He chuckles. “Well, then, let’s get you home. How about you show me the way.”
He wants to walk you home. With his jacket around your shoulders, he’s gonna walk you home. God damn gentleman. Why is he doing this to you? Actually, you don’t really care, because you’re so warm now and he smells so good and he’s at your side as you walk back home with a little smile on his lips. 
Just this morning, you were utterly miserable, bored almost to death, ready to sink into the filthy wood floor of the bar you spend more time in than your own bed, but now, well… here you are. He’s like a meteor hitting your world, tearing everything away, rearranging it all. It feels like he’s what you’ve been waiting for. 
You take him around the side of your house, stopping at the tree. 
“This is you, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“No front door?”
“I don’t want… I don’t want my father to see you here. With me.”
Joel pauses, smirking. “Alright.”
For a moment, you stand there, just staring. You don’t know if Joel has any real idea of what he’s done to you tonight. Then the breeze reminds you back to reality, and you say, starting quickly but ending with a swat of self consciousness for your enthusiasm in the question, “I’ll see you tomorrow…?”
He smiles and nods back, and in it, you think maybe he does see some of his effect. It’s instantly embarrassing, but at the same time, you don’t think you really want it to be hidden from him. Not that you could, if you do see him again. You’re well aware that for you, this is just the beginning, whether you like it or not. “I sure hope so. You’ll be behind the bar?” Joel replies. 
“Course I will.” 
“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He pauses and chuckles. “Not that I’m a heavy drinker, I’m not gonna be comin’ by every day to drink. Just to see you.”
Damn this man, and damned are you. He wants to come… to see… you. He’s coming for you. You have to swat yourself back into reality again, realizing how much you’ve been staring. “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” The smile sticks to your face, cheeks starting to hurt. 
Joel tips his head goodbye, taking a few steps back with his smile before he turns his back to walk away. 
After a moment of watching him, another cool breeze reminds you of one more thing. 
“Oh, Joel!” You call after him quietly. “I still have your jacket,” you start to shrug it back off your shoulders, but he puts his hand up, “Keep it. For tonight. I’ll get it back tomorrow.” That smile still perks his cheeks, and, despite his… manliness, he’s so cute. Staring again, you make yourself reply, “…Thank you, Joel.” He nods again, then turns, and you are still having to put concentrated effort into looking away to get yourself up the tree and back into your room. 
Obviously, you sleep with the jacket on, and have some of the finest rest you’ve ever had, and your dreams, blessedly, and unavoidably, are of Joel. 
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Scoring Her Heart of Steel - Supergirl x Male Reader
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Contains: Fluff 🥰
Living the life in shadow wasn't easy, especially when having special abilities when you couldn't understand them at first, unable to find the right person to help you discover them and even control them, fire, ice and even smoke. Recently learning to use solar magic to heal wounds and himself too.
That person was Y/N, he was but a child when finding out that his late father contained abilities which carried over to Y/N himself.
He came from a family of an old clan, a clan that pretty much no longer existed but only was told in stories of the Old Histories, his ancestors before him were from this old clan.
But since then? He found someone who could help him, that being Liang who possessed abilities much like Y/N's.
He was part of the Earth Defense Squadron, a group of individuals who deal with criminals, thugs and bigger threats using their set of skills and abilities to protect their planet, and even the Sol System.
Y/N was but 16 when he joined, now? He is at least 20 years old, he's been a member for four years now and hasn't regretted joining since.
Some kill him "Enenra" for his smoke magic, "The Cold Assassin" for ice, "Pyro" or "Mr Impulsive" for his fire (though the last one is much of an insult to him). But he calls himself Mancer, given his ability to use fire, solar, ice and smoke at the same time. He has since mastered them all, Solar magic is his newest addition to his abilities. His friends call him Multitasker anyways.
As of this moment? They're currently on the hunt for a convicted criminal they've been hunting down for a while now, responsible for almost causing a world wide war through manipulation and sorcery, if there was one word Y/N would describe him as? He'd call him the Devil's Sorcerer, given his background, he's lived for a very long time.
He has a vision of making a perfect world, which he'd make after everything is asunder, he sees humanity's flaws and wants to perfect them... But when that couldn't work and failed? He decided to move onto another target. Another Earth to be exact.
An Earth where it also had Heroes and Villains, but not like the ones that the sorcerer knew, he began scheming, manipulating others for his own gain.
But it wasn't long, till he'd be found by a group of Heroes from his Earth, and Mancer was with them to finally bring him to justice, their way.
But knowing the Heroes of this Earth? Mancer's leader knew the Heroes wouldn't allow them.
The little goose chase had gone on long enough, Mancer and the others had finally brought down the Sorcerer's forces and himself included, as the group surrounds him and picks him up. Liang stood in front of him as he scolds him.
"Alatar Omrin, for too long you have avoided justice, committed many atrocities of both our Earth and this one-"
"Save me your lecture Liang, Your voice has already bored me" Omrin snarked, earning a punch from Xalex, the Windbender.
"Got any other comments to share Sorcerer? I'd be glad to keep this up!" Xalex smirked.
"Xalex..." Liang glared right at him, forcing him to stand down.
"Sorry, boss" Xalex chuckled nervously.
"Yes, listen to him, you don't want a battered up, captive don't you? After all, you're the one who always seems to screw up" Omrin tried antagonizing Xalex which almost worked... if it weren't for Mancer.
"Quiet Sorcerer or I'm gonna shut you up myself by gagging you" Y/N threatened to cover Omrin's mouth with his ice, preventing him to speak, Omrin did as asked and closed his mouth.
Not even another word came out.
"Damn, that was cold" a feminine voice spoke behind him, his best friend, Satine who was an Earthbender.
"Enough with the puns Sati" Y/N chuckled.
"Alright, let's get out of here before we're stopped" Liang ordered.
The group began to walk out of the area, Xalex forced Omrin to move, even Satine joined in to help Xalex too.
But... Like traditional villains do... They'd run their mouths until someone would do something about it.
"Now we won't hear his bickering" Y/N sighed with relief, icing his mouth up to cover it, preventing Omrin to speak and antagonize Liang and the group further, Liang also sighed of relief too. 
For at least the five minutes that went past, some suspense began to build up between everyone.
"Is it just me or does it feel like we're being watched?" Satine asked with suspicion in her question, whispering it to her allies.
"Well, we're in a world of different Heroes which most of em are aliens and meta-humans, ones that have enhanced hearing, vision, speed and all that. Especially ones that can fly also? I do agree... We might be being watched right now ~" Y/N answered her question - "Which to be truthful, this Earth does feel a little more safer but more dangerous than ours... Not that I'm complaining or anything" he shared his thoughts of the current Earth they're on.
"I do gotta admit... The female Heroes look fine if you ask me" Xalex spoke his mind.
"In which way do you refine that?" Satine asked, narrowing her eyes toward him.
"Well... I'm saying most of em look a little hot. Like. c'mon?" he boasted before he could tell Satine looked at him funny, frowning her face toward him. The two were in a relationship as it is - "Don't even give me that look Satine, I can sense it... At least back me up here Multitasker" Xalex requested for help, a chuckle escaped Y/N.
"I'd prefer to be more respectful to women and you know that... But yes, I do admit that red caped blonde girl has somehow interested me in the short time we've been here, I've heard about the many things she's accomplished on Earth and the fact she's a living and breathing Kryptonian? I'd like to meet her one day, so many questions I want to ask her or the other Kryptonians for that matter" Y/N replied, it sounded as if he fanboyed over this caped young woman as Xalex began smirking in a teasing matter.
"Ohh? Sounds like someone's a fan of one of the female Heroes" he teased.
"Or maybe he's already crushing on this caped woman, Supergirl was her name right?" Satine joined in with the teasing, noticing Y/N began to blush with embarrassment.
"Wh-What? *nervous laugh* I have no idea what you're talking about" he tried to hide his blush, but his face was a bright red.
"C'mon Y/N! It's normal to have a crush on someone, even if it's a superpowered woman" Xalex smiles, before looking at Satine, to which she smiled back at him, knowing he referred to her of what he said.
"Yeah... I guess it can be normal... Right?" Y/N asked loudly, wondering that himself.
It was a shame he didn't exactly have a proper childhood, pulled out of school early due to him being a hazardous threat among others, his mother had to raise him by quitting her job, family members would often help around too to keep Y/N and his mother going until she'd find someone, but instead? He found someone first, that being Liang.
"It is normal to have some sort of feeling toward another person, Mancer ~" Liang joined in after listening to his comrade's conversation, sharing his view on feelings too - "Even if you haven't met them yet which I do hope to keep it that way, who knows what Omrin has told them. To them? We could be the enemy if he hasn't already told them about us, and it might take a lot of convincing to show that we aren't the enemy. However, keep your guard up. We don't know who'll show up to stop us" Liang ordered as everyone agreed, keeping their focus on every direction to look for anything suspicious.
As moments went by, more walking continued to the main extraction zone where the portal to their world would work, more suspicion filled the air around them.
Unbeknownst to the group escorting their captive, someone was indeed watching, the son of the Red Caped Wonder and a Reporter in Metropolis who would be soon joined with two others.
That included his father.
"I don't like this... I'm sure trouble is gonna find us soon" Xalex spoke with worry, his hand eagerly over the hilt of his Katana.
"Keep your eyes peeled, we're almost at the extraction zone" Liang reminded his comrades, his hand itching toward his elemental infused holstered guns.
"It's too quiet, and btw? Who would want Omrin anyway?" Satine asked Liang.
"That won't matter, he will answer for his crimes on our Earth, he won't answer to -"
"I'm afraid that's not going to happen, your captive..." a new voice suddenly interrupted the group. A man's voice from the sky above as they all looked up in front of them as three people began to descend. two male, 1 female. All wearing the same colors, the female wore a long red skirt and red high knee boots while the men wore pants with their respective boots, the older one wore red briefs with his, with a cape and that symbol on their suits...The big red and yellow S.
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"...Will answer to us" Superman spoke as if he was not in the mood, he sounded... Angry almost but serious. He was joined up with Superboy who was his son and his cousin... Supergirl.
(Aka... Your little crush)
The three Supers landed on the ground in front of them, at least 7 feet away to confront Liang and his group. Satine and Xalex were startled by their sudden arrival as Liang frowned upon seeing them.
However... Y/N's eyes were laser focused on the red caped blondie, Supergirl. He never seen her up close before... Seeing a very strong and beautiful woman in front of his eyes had him thinking so, he couldn't help it. However, he was able to his eyes away from her for a few moments.
"Shit... I knew we were being watched! I freaking called it!" Satine hissed with annoyance, her hand itching to make a move but felt hesitant to do so, unless they attacked first.
"Let me do the talking and Y/N, if we are to engage in conflict, do not use your solar abilities, it's what empowers them" Liang ordered before stepping forward a little - "I am Liang, Master of Elemental Magic, Protector of Earth. We only ask if you let us continue on our way back home, the extraction zone is not far" he asked politely.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that, your captive needs to answer for his crimes, and we're taking him to Stryker Island for questioning. Hand him over and you may proceed back home" Superman denied to allow them to continue, without handing over their captive.
This seemed to make Liang unsatisfied, he'd hope they'd understand, but clearly... They wouldn't.
"And he's told us a lot about you. How you're not to be trusted, we thought you were working for him but clearly not... So you must be bringing him in for execution which we cannot allow" Superboy spoke, he was young still but was learning.
"What?! You can't be the judge of that! And this isn't your situation, it's ours!" Xalex raised his voice with annoyance rising in his attitude.
"Do you have any idea what that man has done? He almost killed half of the Justice League that tried to stop him, including my cousin ~" Supergirl spoke next, walking a little forward - "He needs to be brought in for justice"
"And you believe what this Sorcerer said to you all? That we execute criminals? We're nothing like that!" Satine backed up her group.
"Hand him over to us, we can do this the easy way..." Superboy offered which his father slightly looked at his son for a moment, knowing that's not the way he'd put it lightly.
"Or the hard way ~" Supergirl issued the warning - "Please pick the easy way, we don't need to fight" Supergirl's face cringed, knowing her other choice of words wasn't the greatest to blurt out.
An intense few moments went pass as everyone went quiet, the sound of the gentle wind blew past as each individual stared each other down.
All of a sudden, a wave of strong wind hit Superboy, knocking him back as they all look at Xalex - "Uh... Haha.. Oops" he chuckled.
Superman had enough and instantly went for Xalex, only to be stopped by Liang who stood in front of him and caught his fist before a spark of electricity charged in his fist and he punched him away.
"Squadron! Protect the captive!" Liang called out as he ran for Superman, Xalex stood phased as Satine rushed up to him.
"You heard the man! Y/N! Watch over Omrin, we'll take care of Superman Junior over there"
"Good luck mate" Xalex teased before the two love birds rushed off.
"Wait guys! Ugh ~" Y/N groaned, being left alone with Omrin was something he didn't want. He took a look at Omrin who glared daggers at him, knowing he was visibly cussing him out for gagging him up with ice over his mouth. He looked down at his feet and without hesitation, froze his feet to keep him still - "Stay... Good boy" he teased, only hearing a muffled annoyed groan out from Omrin before he felt the presence of Supergirl.
He turned round to face her, his face slightly heating up a little, if it were a different situation, he'd be firing tons of questions at her already... But it wasn't that situation right now... This was a serious situation, resulting in fighting.
"I don't want to fight you" Y/N pleaded, disappointed he'd have to fight his quote on quote crush. But to his surprise, Supergirl looked disappointed too, sighing in return and shaking her head.
"I don't want to fight you too, but your friends chose the hard way, and I have my orders" she got in a fighting stance which seemed familiar to Y/N, his facial expression soon turned from disappointed to impressed, he already knew what stance she was in. She is pretty much Kryptonian military trained in a way.
"I also have my orders too, but be warned ~" he rather smirked afterwards, setting himself into a stance to show he's ready to engage in combat - "When there is smoke, there is fire" a mask appeared over his face which only covered his nose and mouth, a smoky aura appeared around him as ice went down his right arm while fire went down the other arm, showing off his three main abilities.
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He finished showing off, before his hand reached out, gesturing a 'come here' toward Supergirl.
She rolls her eyes and instantly turns into a blur, within a second she was at his face.
He noticed how quick she was, and blocked her jab before blocking a few more, she was rather impressed but concerned if he was human or not, how could he manage to block her fast jabs?
Their fight continued after Y/N surprised her by incasing himself in ice, completely covering himself up before she looked on, she couldn't even detect his heartbeat anymore, before she sensed his heartbeat behind her and flipped him over as he tried surprise attacking her with a weapon made out of ice.
"Crap" he cussed at himself, Supergirl's fist came down at him like a speeding bullet but he managed to get out of the way as she punched the ground instead, disappearing like a smoke bomb before reappearing.
"You're quick" she complimented.
"Aw thank you! That's really kind of -" he was shut up by Supergirl firing her heat vision toward him, which seemed to hit him, causing him to groan in a little bit of pain. He felt the burn.
"But not as quick as me" she told herself in her head.
'This person, Y/N was it? He's no ordinary meta-human, even after a scan of him using my X-Ray vision, he definitely isn't new here, nor does any records show that he's of this planet... Or even this Earth. He is human but... He must be from a different Earth' Kara thought to herself.
"Oh yeah, we can play fire with fire alright" he smirked before a fire ball was fired toward her, Supergirl saw it coming and braced herself but the fire ended up hurting her, she hissed in pain as she remembered.
'Damn! Forgot his abilities are magic based, which we Kryptonians aren't fully immune to, unlike bullets and all sorts of things that aren't magic or anything like that' she said to herself - 'But he's thinking this all a game to him, the way he's showing off his abilities. Rao, he's probably going to make Damian Wayne run for his money at this point if he keeps this up'
Before she continued thinking within her head, she felt something wrap around her, a rope dart that had a fiery tip. She looked toward Mancer who had the other side of this rope dart, the rope made out of metal chains.
He yanked her toward him but that only seemed to move her a little before she braced herself, he tried yanking her again as she looked at him before rolling her eyes.
"Really?" she spoke one word with a unamused facial expression, before she began floating up, attempting to give him a ride of a lifetime.
But... She was yanked back down onto the ground with force, yelping. Thumping into the ground violently as the rope dart retracted and was thrown out toward her again, immediately recovering from being yanked into the ground and caught the tip of the dart with her hand, though it was slightly burning her hand.
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"GET OVER HERE!" a devilish voice shouted out from her foe, yanking her toward him with inhuman strength, for a human to do this? She'd definitely had to be more careful.
Before she could even react, being flung toward him, he cocked his arm back and violently clotheslined her, which caused herself to do a backflip before landing on her stomach.
'Agh! He's mighty strong, and his powers? I need to be more careful, no more playing nice' she got back up before flying up and eying him down.
"Well that's unfair" she heard him mutter under his breath, throwing up the dart again, only this time she dodged it and fired her heat vision down at him.
He dodged her attack within a millisecond and threw a fireball at her, she dodged that too before rocketing herself toward him with her fists in front of her as if she was going to do a super speed flight punch, turning into a blur at this point.
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"Look alive!" she flew into him, punching him square in the face with both her fists in front of her which seemed to send him backwards.
She braced herself and landed a few feet in front of him as she heard him groan out in a little pain, knowing she broke his jaw which surprised her.
'I broke his jaw? Maybe he's not as indestructible as I thought, well... He is still human after all. The again I did break Conner's jaw once' she told herself before hearing the sound of his jaw being put back into place, a piece of metal fell to the floor as he looked down.
"She... She broke the mask?! Ugh great" he sighed loudly, sounding heartbroken a little too.
"It was just a stupid mask anyway, not like you needed it" she rolled her eyes, which made him look at her immediately and he did not look happy at all.
"That... Was my dad's mask! And I didn't expect you to break it that easily" he scolded her, before picking up the piece of it before closing his eyes, knowing he shouldn't have been wearing it in the first place. Supergirl noticed the tone in his voice, which made her rethink her actions.
'Ugh... Well done Kara, you broke something that meant to someone, again. Though it was their fault for bringing it with them to begin with' she scolded at herself before continuing her thoughts 'He said it's his father's? Something tells me that he won't be happy with what happened to it'
She let the thought aside as their combat continued, he decided to outsmart her by teleporting away by causing smoke to surround her as she looked amused at this tactic.
"Uh, do you realize I can see you right? I have X-ray vision and all ~" She chuckled out of pity for him, she could see him getting ready to attack her from beyond the smoke - "And I can do this" she suddenly began breathing in the smoke, taking it all in for puffing it away into the sky.
She thought she'd found him... But only found nothing where he was standing before, this made her worry. Was he with the smoke or?
All of a sudden, she felt herself being kicked backwards by Y/N, appearing out of thin air in front of her before an ice wall appeared behind her and she collided with it.
"FYI, I can multitask my own abilities at the same time. I concealed myself in shadow to surprise you... But I admit, your speed is incredible -" he began to get distracted talking about her, labeling some of his thoughts about her too.
'Okay... Maybe he won't make the little Wayne run for his money and Jon was right... He sure is my number 1 stalker' the thought made her cringe 'But... He seems genuine about what he thinks... Too bad I have a job to do' 
He seemed too distracted in gushing about her that she took this opportunity to speed herself toward him and landed a world breaking punch on him which sent him flying back across the ground.
He had been flung back at least pretty far, not far away to keep an eye on Omrin as he watched but it was far.
Y/N began to get up, feeling the effects of that powerful punch she inflicted on him which would be enough to knock someone down immediately, he groaned in pain as his stomach stung from the hit - "Augh! Ow!... *groans in pain* Okay... That actually hurt..." he got on one knee as he still felt the sting from the punch.
She floated toward him, arms crossed as she began to scold him - "Do you often get this distracted during fights? News flash for ya, this isn't a game" she frowned with annoyance, like she was a teacher at a school, telling off a bad student for bad behavior.
He chuckled at her, she was right, it wasn't a game - "I know... I'm just distracted, not because of what you said... But... It's hard trying to fight you since your face up close seems to distract me a lot, it's annoyingly cute" he admitted what distracted him, blushing slightly afterwards as he chuckled nervously.
He thought he would feel something worse coming toward him when saying that but in truth? Supergirl just looked down at him with a surprised look, blushing herself too.
She didn't know what to say, at a lost of words... She only blushed hard after it sunk in, she knew what he meant.
"Wait a second... Uh... Did you just... Call me cute?" she asked, her face still showing the blush on her cheeks 
"You know what I mean but I gotta ask? That martial arts style... That was Klurkor right? You learned Klurkor too?" he then asked her, his hand lit up with a yellowish light, healing himself with Solar Healing, she could even feel it radiating off of him as she felt the energy power herself up a little, which even healed her up too pretty quickly.
'Klurkor? How does he know the Kryptonian martial arts? I might have to pay Jon 20 bucks on that stalker theory now... Or does he know Kryptonian history?' she thought to herself. Shocked to even think he knew the Kryptonian martial arts she underwent.
"How do you know that? You know Kryptonian history?!" she asked him almost immediately, floating down to the ground afterwards as she walked up to him cautiously.
"Yeah... I know what that symbol stands for too. Hope, the House of El... I believe there was another motto too? It was called... El Maru? El Mari?" he looked confused, she took this opportunity to fully walk up to him as he tried getting back up.
All her suspicions about him washed off pretty much immediately, she offered her hand to him which he looked at cautiously - "El Mayarah, it means Stronger Together" she smiled, knowing a human knows this much about Kryptonian history, she was eager to test him how much he knows. Even though they're just strangers.
"Yeah... El Mayarah, always loved that word. Wow you are pretty strong too, that punch? I felt that" he rubbed his stomach and she giggled at him.
"Well... I am super strong and I have lifted tons of weight on my shoulders before so and according to my cousin, I'm a little stronger than him" she shrugged with a smile, boasting about her strength - "Sorry for that by the way, got carried away when fighting you... Well, it's been a tough few weeks for me and I'm just a little worked up" her face fell flat when she continued speaking, knowing she has been a little stressed out as of late.
"No no, I get it... It's fine really. Honestly? Surprised you stopped fighting me to just chat instead, y'know? Talk it out and all instead of fighting" he cocked up an eyebrow.
"Yeah... I guess" Supergirl agreed with a shrug, a small smile on her face as awkward silence fell between them, she could see he was pretty nervous, how could she? By just telling by the paste of his heartbeat going fast, his way to avoid eye contact too, but she felt nervous too, so at least he wasn't the only one - "So... Heard you were a fan of me? Superboy, who is my cousin's son, heard you talk about me, I thought you were just a stalker at first but this now just squashed that theory" her smile grew back as she asked the question.
"What? Oh uh... Yeah, y-yeah... In a way, I am a fan of you and what you've accomplished, I've always wanted to meet a Kryptonian face to face. I know I'm pretty nervous about this" he rubbed the back of his neck, blushing a little as he looked away from her.
"It's okay to feel nervous. But I wanna know something... How much do you know about Kryptonian history? I know this hasn't got anything to do with this current situation... I just need to know if I can... Trust you" she asked him, looking at him with a pleading face, he looked back as he thought of an answer.
"On my Earth, there used to be living and breathing Kryptonians, their history was left on Earth after they suddenly disappeared, once they were Earth's protectors who suddenly vanished without any explanation, no one knows why or what happened" he explained.
'That figures, he is from another Earth' she thought to herself.
"But... I learned the history they left behind, even some of their martial arts, Klurkor was one of them. This was after I learned to control my abilities after Liang taught me to harness them within. That is why I recognized your fighting stance, how I caught your attacks quickly, I learnt to adapt to you within seconds" he explained further, which interested Supergirl further.
"Guessing that's how you used learned to use your Solar thing to heal yourself there? ~" she asked him to which he nodded a yes to her, since she seen him use that Solar magic to heal himself - "I do know you have a lot of questions you want to ask me, Superboy told me that too and... I know you have a little crush on me" she said with an amused tone along with a blush rising up on her face, she's dealt with people who have admitted to crushing on her before, but not to this extent, especially finding Y/N as a handsome and what appears to be, a very kind person overall.
"Uh *nervous laugh* Yes I, I-I-I m-mean! ~ I have no idea wh-what you're on about" he blushed heavily, being confronted by his crush really seemed to make him stutter.
The Maiden of Might only giggled at his stammering words, she was interested so far - "Y/N is it?" she offered her hand to him to shake.
He looked down at her hand and smiled as the violent red blush began to fade away, knowing he's going to shake her hand - "Yeah... You can call me Mancer too, my friends call me Multitasker and a whole a bunch of other names that correspond with my powers" he shook her hand, making eye contact with her.
"Kara, Kara Zor-El, or Kara Danvers. You already know the rest" she winked, their hand shake ending a second later. He looked back to where Kara broke his mask after that fly by punch she gave him earlier.
Kara saw the look on his face, he looked disheartened - "I'm sorry about breaking your father's mask, I know it won't fix it but..." she apologized, placing her hand on her right upper arm knowing she was guilty.
"It's alright, I shouldn't have been wearing it in the first place... It belonged to dad, but... He's long since been gone" he replied, Kara's head perked up at that moment upon hearing what he said about his father, which made her stomach drop. 
She broke his late dad's mask.
"Oh... I didn't know, I'm s-sorry to hear that" she felt really guilty at that moment, she'd do anything to fix it. That mask seemed to mean a lot to him now knowing the fact is was his late dad's mask...
Which gave her an idea.
"It's okay Supergirl, you don't need to feel bad for me or anything, we should get the others to stop-"
"No no, I-I can fix it for you! There's tech back at the Fortress of Solitude that can repair it, making the mask look like it is brand new!" she interrupted him by appearing in front of him, their height pretty much almost matching too as he was in a state of shock when her face was a little close to his. However, that feeling was soon left out of the way upon thinking back to what she said just now.
"Uh... You... Y-You can fix my dad's mask?" he asked her with curiosity the next, she nodded her head immediately.
"Yep! No need to-" she got interrupted by getting pulled onto him, she felt his arms wrap around her as her most of her face was over his shoulder, all she needed to do was be on her tippy toes to rest her chin on his shoulder.
"Ugh, you're the best! That really means a lot, thank you so much" he hugged her with gratitude without thinking, her expression showed she was flabbergasted by the random hug, even blushing a little too as a few seconds go by.
That was when he realized the position he was in, his eyes opened wide as he began blushing, pulling back slightly as the two looked at each other, blinking.
"Uh..." he looked awkward, sounded nervous and what didn't help was that he was blushing a little also.
"Don't be" she smiled, already knowing what he was going to say afterwards, causing him to smile also.
"I have so many questions I want to ask you" he told the girl, making her giggle at his words.
"I know! And I'm very eager to hear them all" her smile brightened, that smile that could make a person's heart flutter.
"I'll tell you them all later, but for now? We need to take Omrin back to our world"
"You mean, you need to take Omrin back to your world? Which I'm not supposed to let you do?" Kara asked him with a cocked up eyebrow, noticing his little mistake there.
"Oh, yeah... About that... Think you'll let us? Omrin is a danger to your world, leave him in Stryker Island? He'll just find a way to break out. Trust me, it's happened before on my Earth, he broke out of the world's securest Supermax Prisons and manipulated his way to get out ~" Y/N spoke with his side on the situation, knowing Omrin is a danger to this world, especially now that he pretty much dismantled the world's greatest heroes on this Earth - "Please... Let us take him back to my world, he won't harm any one of your Earth's people again... I promise. We won't kill him, we don't stand for that, we let the judge decide the punishment once he's brought in for trial" he asked her politely, knowing the answer was going to be no anyway. She had her orders after all.
But... To his surprise... She didn't answer straight away, a sigh left her mouth instead as he wondered what her worded answer was going to be.
She looked puzzled, she had no clue how to even answer it, all she knew was that Omrin needed to be taken in to Stryker Island for his crimes and manipulation to get his way.
"I... I don't know if I can answer that... I mean, we're supposed to take him to Stryker Island, and you want to take him back to your world to bring him into justice your way by executing him ~" she spoke of the two sides fighting over a captive with a sigh, as if she needed more stress as it is - "But... I know for a fact my cousin and the League won't trust you and your allies at all, he's already signaled the rest of the active League members to come here to assist them, and they'll be here very shortly" she continued, bringing up another problem in the current situation. Causing her to look the other direction, away from his eyes.
"Well... I trust you... Maybe you can convince him?" he asked the troubled Supergirl, a smile escaped from her at his other words.
"I can try ~" she looked back at him with the same smile on her face still - "You already trust me?"
"Why shouldn't I? You're the Girl of Steel, the Woman of Tomorrow right? And I am a fan of you" he shrugged.
"Haha, fair point" she giggled, the two made eye contact again, smiles exchanged towards each other.
However... The moment was ruined by a sudden shout and wrestling from afar, Y/N fully broke apart from Supergirl as the two looked at the direction of the wrestling.
"You ain't going anywhere Sorcerer!" Satine wrestled on the ground with him, leaving Y/N to wonder how Omrin managed to break free of his bonds, thinking his powers would be useless against his ice.
"Well, I guess I was wrong, he could still break out if he wanted to" Y/N groaned before noticing Supergirl began levitating toward Satine and Omrin wrestling each other.
"Unhand me you worm!" Omrin cussed, trying to use his magic to break free of Satine's hold on him.
The two continued struggling to fight each other on the ground as Supergirl drew closer to the both, wanting to help Y/N's ally out of kindness, now knowing they could be trusted.
"May I?" Supergirl landed on the ground before delivering a punch onto Omrin which was heard from a distance, knocking Omrin out cold as he stopped squirming. Dusting her hands off with an accomplished smirk on her face.
Satine noticed he was out cold and looked up at the Girl of Steel who she didn't expect to get help from as she got up off the ground.
"Good riddance... Thank you by the way, didn't expect you to help the last minute there" Satine cracked her neck, sharing her gratitude for the save. The Kryptonian smiled in response to her thanks.
Y/N had ran up to the two woman finally as he looked down at the unconscious Omrin - "Well he definitely deserved that ~" he spat out before looking at Satine and Supergirl - "Where's Liang and Xalex? Still fighting I take it?" he asked Satine.
"Pretty sure they are, I got knocked back far by Superman Junior, Xalex is the one fighting him right now. Liang? Probably the same" Satine answered as Supergirl narrowed her eyes past Satine, seeing the said people still fighting her own two family members.
"Yep... And your boss is... Actually managing to kick my cousin's ass" she sounded surprised, 'maybe they were pretty skilled at fighting superpowered beings after all', was the thought she had in her own head. Never thinking she'd see the day too.
"Supergirl is going to talk down Superman and his... Son that we're not the enemies in this. She's well aware of Omrin and she's eager to help us" Y/N told Satine about Kara's rather helping hand from earlier which she was convinced either way.
"So, she can be trusted?" Satine tested him, to see if he was right before looking at the blonde haired girl.
"Yes, I trust that she'll help us, her cousin's allies are also going to be here soon... So... We'll definitely need her to talk them down from attacking us" he looked at her and a smile was exchanged from her after she looked at him.
"Well, let's get on with it before it happens then, I'll stay here, keep an eye on the snake here" she self acclaimed to remain behind, spitting out Omrin's nickname before looking down at his unconscious body with a disgusted look.
"Good... So..." he looked at her before she read him like a book and wrapped an arm around him and began levitating off the ground, lifting him up with her. Surprised at this action, he looked at Supergirl before she chuckled
"I already knew what you were gonna say... Was just a step ahead of you" she winked.
* *
(Some time later...)
It was rather a surprise that it took some little convincing that the alternative heroes were here on good intentions and not to take a captive back for execution, Supergirl was relieved that her cousin and her nephew stopped their fight with Xalex and Liang respectively.
Though the Man of Steel was still a little suspicious about the group of alternative heroes, he was fine with a temporary alliance until the EDC were to go back to their respective Earth, regarding their common enemies.
However, it seemed not only was Omrin the only villain of the EDC's Earth that arrived to this Earth, he made an alliance with a mafia mob boss who travels to different worlds, going by the name Becknar, a man who specializes in his own way of criminal activity, especially when he has a mob of his own to conduct in criminal business.
Omrin was interrogated by the EDC Heroes at the Hall of Justice, given the temporary alliance. He had no choice but to spill the beans and give out a location, which the location was in fact... New York City, at the abandoned LIC Fresh Direct Site where business had been conducted there with a mafia boss named Roman Sionis aka...
Black Mask... Leader of the Sionis Crime Family.
The question was... "What is Black Mask doing in New York City?" 
Gotham bored him dry, every time he conducted business, Batman or any of the Bat-Family would barge in and interrupt his business and he got sick of it, deciding to work elsewhere and move on from trying to overthrow the Billionaire Playboy Bruce Wayne.
And tonight? There was to be a meeting with Black Mask and Becknar, discussing arms deals and arrangements.
With this information... Liang struck a plan to have someone recon the place and infiltrate the compound, stop their plans altogether and capture Becknar for questioning and to bring him behind bars.
And he knew the suitable person for the job... Despite the lower numbers.
"Me? You sure? I'm not the type of person who's better at doing these things alone, since I'm the only ninja we have right now" Y/N looked puzzled and worried.
"You are the suitable person for the job Mancer, you're a ninja and a warrior, and you're not always going to work alongside others in stealth covert missions" he spoke with a serious manner. "I'm trusting that you'll get the job done without any problems, you're remarkable at stealth and none of us are built for that... Not even me" he admitted to not being the greatest at stealth, but he spoke to him as a father figure with the truth.
"Yeah but... I'm not sure if I'm ready to go alone, I'm still learning as it is, I've not mastered the full art of stealth" he told him, sounding like he was unworthy of being a ninja warrior.
Liang put a hand on Y/N's shoulder to console him. "Then let this mission be a test, your first covert mission alone, with no backup from any other ninja. I am trusting you with this, don't let your other ninja brothers and sisters down".
However, during this... Their conversation was being eavesdropped upon by Superboy, the Man of Steel's son who informed him about Liang's orders to Mancer aka Y/N. With this info, Superman made a call to a certain someone who patrols New York City to protect it from criminal activity.
* *
Y/N ran across the rooftops of New York City, using his grapple hook to traverse the busy city below him as he grappled from roof to roof, using his own abilities to make impossible jumps, not suited for a normal human being to make.
His destination was the LIC Fresh Direct Site that was no longer in commission, just the average villain hideout.
As he kept moving toward his destination, he had a feeling he wasn't alone... The feeling of someone with a red cape with a fully colored yellow S shield on the cape and golden blonde long wavy hair, watching him parkour across the city buildings with ease.
He could practically see his own destination now as he drew near.
"Alright, you can do this. Just scope the place out, sneak around, take down some bad guys quietly, get in, take down more bad guys quietly and catch Becknar by surprise, maybe Black Mask too?" he spoke to himself loudly in between breaths as he kept moving. "This time? Doing it alone... You can do this Y/N, you can do this" he said with nervousness.
He now stopped to land on a nearby perch to scope out the compound with binoculars and as he does this? He heard some girly giggling behind him as he stopped looking into his binoculars. Startled by the sudden giggling.
"Do you usually talk to yourself this much when you're alone? It's pretty cute honestly" he heard the girl giggle, floating just behind him above. Turning himself round to look at the nosey girl... Who is Supergirl.
"Oh... H-Hey" he spoke with shy intent, a blush rushing up his cheeks after her words processed in his head. "You think that's... Cute? Wait... What are you doing here? I'm on a covert mission that I have to do alone" he asked the real question.
"Ah well... Kal wants me to uh... Overlook your covert mission" she responded with some air quote signatures near the end of her words. "And since it's in New York, I also patrol here! So... Yeah, plus if I didn't know about it, I'd end up being nosey anyway" she spoke cheerfully, giggling afterwards at him talking to himself earlier.
"So... He doesn't trust us is what you're implying?" he asked as he stood up from the perch he took and crossed his arms.
"Well... Yeah" the Girl of Steel sighed. "Look, there's been a lot that has happened and... Well... You can imagine that trust is a very strong word so it'll take some time to earn his trust, especially with one of the League's closest allies betraying them recently which has broken that level of trust as of late" she explained as she floated closer to him, now levitating steadily beside him.
"Oh, I get it" he shrugged, knowing how it feels.
"Yeah, don't worry though. I trust you" she winked. "I did speak with Satine and she has told me some things about you".
"I imagine good things" he sounded worried.
"Don't worry! It was all good things... Including the uh... Crush on this gal right here type of thing" he pointed to herself as a blush ran up his face again.
'Ugh, Satine was right, he's cute, very cute... Rao he's more than cute, he's adorably cute' Kara thought to herself as she blushes a little by gushing over his looks, the way he'd look away every time someone mentioned his little crush on the Kryptonian girl made her realize she maybe beginning to fall for him.
Or when Kara would look at Y/N back at the Hall of Justice and catch him steal some looks at her before looking away with a little blush on his face. Seriously, she had to admit that he's cute.
She knows of his backstory, which all reminded her of what happened on Krypton, she lost a planet, her own people.
He lost a village he called home. He lost his own people too, but the only thing he had left was his own mother.
It was no wonder why she felt so interested about knowing him more from other people, she didn't just want to know the boy who has a crush on her, she wants to know the real him.
"So..." she spoke with her hands behind her back. "Is it alright if I join you on this? Ya never know if you need some girl power in this" she asked politely, smiling as she spoke.
Y/N considered it for a moment, then again he had to prove he could do missions alone now, without the need of other ninjas like him... But he had to admit, having someone with him could work, especially if it's a superpowered, practically indestructible alien superhero.
"Eh, sure why not... But I know stealth isn't your strong suit" he teased with a smirk.
"What?! Pfft, that's a lot of bull! I'm great at stealth!" she denied.
"You sure? I read your file and I quote" he took a breath before explaining what he read up earlier. "Supergirl isn't known for her skill of stealth, no thanks to the bright colors on her suit, but rather a force to be reckoned with as she is someone to rely on. When it comes facing off larger and stronger threats, speeding targets, she's one of the many powerhouses that can deal with those threats thanks to her many abilities like Superman's, but like Superman, Supergirl can be good for other purposes of distraction to hold the enemy at bay while others can move into their proceeded objectives without issue" he said with some smarts, causing her to gasp.
"Oh, you really shouldn't have!" she played like she was offended, holding a hand to her heart. "the knowledge, It's killing me!" she exaggerated before erupting in a fit of giggles, causing him to giggle with her.
Their giggles soon ended as the humor between them died down, Y/N re-focused on his task as Supergirl still floated beside him.
"So... Heard Black Mask was conducting business here tonight" Supergirl went on. "Question is... What is he doing in my turf?" the Kryptonian wondered by scratching her chin. "I guess Gotham was boring him so he decided to move here... Humph! Big mistake now that I'm around" she gloated next.
"Don't underestimate your enemies, Kara. You never knew what-"
"What they're capable of... I've heard that many times before" she rolled her eyes playfully, causing Mancer to lightly chuckle.
"Well... Since you're the one with X-ray vision... Can you do the honors?" he asked her like a gentleman.
"Already on it" she winked before her eyes glowed a light blue, her eyes narrowed as her vision zoomed in, her super hearing picked up.
"And you're sure this... Device, can do the job?" Black Mask aka Roman Sionis spoke as he looked down at some weapon case.
"The device can get the job done, it can shut off any electronics within 50 meters or less, I can imagine what you'll do with it but even better? My scientist is currently working on a device, capable of shutting off radiation sources... Which includes Kryptonian based powers thanks to the radiation of the yellow sun" Kara heard the voice belonging to Becknar.
Kara's vision went back to normal as she blinked a few times before turning her head to face Y/N.
"What'd you see? Is Becknar in there?" Y/N asked.
"I think that's him and Black Mask is in there too, they're selling some sort of device that can shut off electronics within 50 meters or less, and he has someone working on a something that can shut out a Kryptonian's powers" she sounded worried the more she explained. Confirming Y/N's theory and the Intel provided earlier.
"That's definitely Becknar alright, let's head inside, there's a bunch of guards outside" he spoke to her as he leapt off before firing his grapple book. "I'll need to take them out quietly, maybe you can help since... You're the one with flight and super speed" he suggested.
"Or" the Maiden of Might stopped him before he advanced further. "We can do something different"
"Like what?" he asked with a confused look as she smirked.
"Well... Supergirl isn't known for her skill for stealth" she repeated what he said earlier. "Supergirl can be good for other purposes of distraction to hold the enemy at bay while others can move into their proceeded objectives without issue. I'll distract the guards, you get in and do your job" her smirk turned into a smart grin as he smiled at the girl.
"Wow... You're a smart girl" he complimented.
"Aww thank you! I know I am but it's nice hearing it from you" she winked. "So... Shall I do the honors?" she asked nicely.
"Well... On you go Supergirl, dance floor's yours" he exaggerated, the female superhero winked before flying off to be the distraction.
He advanced forward as he watched the Kryptonian do a Superhero Landing in the middle of the compound as the guards were startled.
"Hey boys!" she shouted as the guards all gained her attention. "Allow me to welcome you to New York City and you didn't invite me also? I'm hurt" she taunted them.
"Shit, it's her!" one of the guards panicked and went for the alarm button, only for them to be caught up by the Girl of Steel in an instant.
"Ah-Ah-Ah, I don't think so" she punched him across the compound to where he'd land on a bunch of stacked boxes.
Y/N whistled lightly at this as he watched her taunt them more, smiling as she continued.
"Atta girl, now to head inside" he advanced furthermore. "But to find a stealthier way in".
* *
Y/N silently walked throughout the warehouse before silently teleporting onto a railing using his smoke magic to do so, quickly noticing a lookout guard, he sprang onto him and attacked him, using his ice staff which had the guard knocked out cold (no pun intended) upon the impact to his head.
He leapt over to the other walkway where he was fully concealed, listening in to what the conversation followed as.
"To be honest? I was expecting to have something in return... Since I am offering such a powerful device for your mafia to use" Becknar hinted which Black Mask narrowed his eyes toward him, scowling him even behind his mask.
"You were expecting something? I thought this was an alliance, you help me, I help you. What you're offering is for both of us" he slightly gets annoyed with this hint, causing Becknar to frown.
"An alliance? Did I say that?" he frowned expression, turned to wonder. He was rather puzzled at this as he didn't see this as an alliance, but more of... Two people having common enemies.
"You damn right you did! That sorcerer said it himself!" he scowled, already losing his temper with Becknar's wording of things.
"And yet we have talked business, I've given what you needed, and I'm willing to give you another device in return of our... Shared agreement. Now... The money..." he simply snapped his fingers as his men took aim at Black Mask and his own mafia goons. "Or else... There will be consequences and I'll take the device back, it'd be a shame to ruin that fancy suit of yours with bullet holes... And blood" he smirked upon throwing out his cigar.
Simon growled with anger, being outplayed like this wasn't in his list of things, especially by someone who is another mob boss.
"Fine! I'll give you money, if that's what you insist" he hissed at the well travelled mob boss in return he smirked at the masked mob boss.
"Then... The device is yours-" Becknar was interrupted as a guard from outside was suddenly came crashing through the window, startling every one... Even Y/N himself.
'Girl must be enjoying herself out there' Y/N smirked.
"What the fuck! What's going on out there!" Black Mask shouted, demanding to know why one of his goons was thrown through the window from outside, let alone with gunfire ringing out before stopping each second.
Before any question were asked and answered, Y/N suddenly jumped down, revealing himself to every one who gained his attention.
"Mancer" Becknar hissed.
"Hello Beck, been a while" his hand lit with ice before an ice ball was fired out, hitting Becknar in the chest. "Ice to meet you too" he joked as guns were pointed toward him.
The Black Mask stood up from his seat as his men along with Becknar's men all pointed their weapons toward the ninja.
"Black Mask... Roman Sionis, I've come to shut down this whole op you've got going on here and I'm taking Becknar with me... All I ask... Is that you and your goons leave New York City... Or something worse is gonna come your way" he tried intimidating the masked mob boss, before an eruption of laughter came out from Roman himself before he growled.
"As much as he was a pain in my ass... He told me about you... What's got you vigilante's always interrupting my damn business?!" he began to scowl. "And here you are... Surrounded by guns of all sorts, no way to run... Or hide. And you have the decency to threaten me? ME?! Who do you think you are? The Red Hood? If that's who is out there, kindly tell him to fuck off for me will you?" he walked back to his seat and picked up his suit jacket.
"Oh? The Red Hood? I never brought him nor have I met the guy personally... Do you realize who patrols New York City... Right?" he asked Mask the question.
"What? You questioning me now? Boy?" he looked at the ninja with a frowned look under his mask.
"Yeah... Now answer the question" he demanded.
Black Mask looks puzzled, wondering what the ninja was meaning, no one ever patrols New York from what he heard, especially from the pair of goons who scoped the place before hand. "No... I don't... Because I had people scope out the city for vigilantes, like you"
"Haha, that's where you're mistaken... See" he attempted to move but a warning shot narrowly missed his foot, he remained unmoved by this. "Who patrols the city... Isn't a vigilante, she's... more than a vigilante" he spoke in riddles, causing Mask to be curious.
"And who is she?" he asked, getting closer to the ninja.
"Well... She wears this symbol" he hinted, as the warehouse main door was suddenly hit by a crashing thug outside, startling most of the guards who now aimed their weapons toward the main door. "This symbol... Represents... Hope, but it's got an S instead" he smirked as Mask began to suddenly realize who the ninja was referring to.
He could tell by the look in Mask's eyes that fear was running down his body as he backed up.
"Shit... Shit... Shit!! You're working with her?!" Roman understandably panicked, before the main door was breached, sending it to the floor with a thud.
A blur of blue and red with some yellowish blonde streaks suddenly sped into the warehouse, taking out the guards surrounding Y/N with weapons, swiftly taking them all out with one punch, the blur appeared beside Y/N in the form of Supergirl, now appearing beside the ninja.
"Hey, Black Mask! Next time you do criminal business, make sure there isn't a boy or girl scout patrolling the city next time!" she spoke with her hands on her hips, feeling the adrenaline in her veins as she said it. Giving him a tip.
"Argh! Damn you Kryptonians!" he cursed out before making a run for it, refusing to even fight back at the slightest knowing it wasn't going to work.
Mancer and Supergirl look at each other and smirk and shake their heads. "They never learn, do they?" he asked the Kryptonian.
"Nope, this won't take long" she winked before speeding off.
Black Mask ran hopelessly to find a safe exit away from the Kryptonian who just watched him run helplessly, all the guards were knocked out, including Becknar's guards.
As he saw an exit, hope ran up his spine before a gust of wind and a blur went past him, Supergirl leaned on the wall beside the door.
"Going somewhere?" she asked as Roman turned back around in a hurry, running the opposite way before he was stopped yet again by the Girl of Steel. "Besides jail?" she smirked, posing confidentially as he began to back up.
"Hey hey, let's just agree to let me go okay? I'll-I'll... I'll leave by tomorrow, I promise! Me, my men, all of them! Gone by tomorrow" he begged for the Maid of Might to let him go.
"Hmm... Not so sure about that... Since you've been up to business while I've been busy outside New York, especially conducting business with someone of interest to a friend of mine" she crossed her arms before she saw Y/N teleport behind him. "Plus... I'm sure he'll also agree too" she smirked and looked toward Y/N.
Roman turned round and was met with a fist toward his masked face, surprisingly knocking out the masked mob boss out cold. "Ow... His mask really is made out of metal"
* *
Mancer and Supergirl both gathered up the unconsciously beaten goons of Roman's men and Becknar's men for soon the NYPD would soon arrive to make arrests as a fellow hero would arrive, most notably a Green Lantern named Kyle Rayner who bubbled up Becknar's goons along with the boss Becknar himself now unfrozen and cuffed with him back to Liang and the others.
"When I get out, I'm going to-" Black Mask was cut off by the door shutting on him by a police van that held some of his goons inside.
As the last remaining goons were being escorted out from the warehouse by heavily armed cops, Supergirl suddenly approached Y/N who was just about to leave the scene, which surprised him.
"Hey" she waved as she floated down to the ground lightly. "We uh, we made a pretty good team back there... Though I did most of the work" she chuckled awkwardly at the end, looking down as she did so with a cute smile on her face.
"Yeah... I guess we made a good team back there" he agreed with her on that one, he was pretty shocked about it.
"Also I uh... Want to apologize about... Not letting you do this covert mission on your own, if that's what you wanted" she looked guilty, throwing herself under the bus which Y/N frowned at.
"No no, it's alright!" he reassured her which made her look back at him. "I'm glad we worked together on this, despite Liang saying this mission was mine to do alone, I'm just not ready to work alone so... It was nice to have someone different to work with me for a change"
"Really?" she asked him curiously with a slight smile.
"Mhm, I mean it" he smiled, causing her to fully smile. "Since you're here still... Mind if I ask you something?" he asked with the growing feeling of butterflies in his stomach.
"Y-Yeah sure! Anything" she happily answered with her hands on her hips.
"Would it be alright if... Maybe... If you could... Give me a lift... Back? As much as I do enjoy running and teleporting my way back, I was wondering if you'd take me back since... Well, you can fly and-"
"Sure! I'd be more than happy to!" she suddenly swooped up the boy in her arms swiftly, interrupting him from speaking more.
The action made his face flush red, a move he didn't expect to happen so sudden. Supergirl carrying him like a groom would carry their bride but if the roles were reversed, the bride carrying the groom instead.
He felt the wind catch up as the Girl of Steel began floating up with a smile on her face. "You're gonna enjoy this, this is my favorite part" she gleefully spoke, the sparkle in her eyes as she flew up, up and away into the sky.
The city below them began getting smaller as seconds go by, Supergirl begins to fly forward as the wind picks up, her cape and hair billow behind her as she flew forward, a smile began to grow on Y/N's face as he's never experienced this before.
"This is... Amazing!" his smile grew into a grin, feeling the air hit his face lightly as the Maiden of Might giggles.
"I know! It's my favorite part, whenever I'm bored I just fly around, close my eyes and just daydream of things or listen to the sounds I can hear that are peaceful, like birds chirping" spoke the cheerful Kara Zor-El. "Have you never experienced this before? Because it doesn't seem like you have" she asked him all of a sudden.
"Yeah" he looked at her. "We don't have anyone who can bend the laws of gravity anymore, not since the Kryptonians left Earth years ago before my time or my parent's time" he explained more about his Earth and his experience.
Kara's face softened at this. "That must've been years and years ago"
"It was, but this Earth is unlike my Earth, it's so... Modernized than futuristic, and for some reason? I... Actually like it more better" he admitted sadly.
"Really?" she asked with a frown.
"Yeah... As much as how sad that sounds? It's the truth, I've always wanted to know what modernized Earth was like, and this is the perfect example. All the data about modernized Earth was lost, destroyed. Everyone from modernized Earth are now gone forever. Which is why I'm thinking of asking permission to stay behind, to remain here instead of going back so I can start research on modernized Earth for our data collectors" he explained further, which made Kara smile again.
"You'd actually want to stay here?" she asked curiously.
"Honestly? Yeah... I'd love to stay here" he admitted with a smile on his face, his smile caused her to smile brightly, the two looked into each other's eyes for a brief moment before looking away, a blush spreading up the ninja's cheeks as she kept her smile upon looking forward.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the designated destination, the current HQ of Y/N's allies shortly put up by the help of some fellow Leaguers to assist in their ongoing investigation of the situation.
Kara gracefully landed on the ground gently before putting down Y/N onto his feet as the two exchanged a glance and a smile.
"Well... This is bye for now I suppose, I gotta get back to my New York apartment, Streaky is probably going nuts right now" Kara spoke with a worried tone.
"Who's Streaky?" Y/N innocently asked.
"My cat" she answered quickly.
"Oh... You have a cat? That's cool" he smiled.
Kara smiled back before turning her back to him, getting ready to fly back off.
However... She wasn't expecting for her name to be called out by Y/N, causing her to frown with curiosity and turn round to face him once more.
"Uh... Before you go, can I quickly ask you something" he asked.
Her frown softened as she smiled. "Sure, what's on your mind?" Kara placed her hands on her hips again, wondering what the boy was going to ask her.
"Oh... I didn't think this through" he spoke to himself before snapping out of it. "Uh... So... Are you... Busy? Tomorrow maybe?" he asked with a squinted look on his face.
"Uh... No? Well, judging from the fact that I have patrolling to do usually... Probably if there is any crime" she corrected herself by rolling her eyes at the same time before her eyes narrowed back onto him. "Why?"
"Well... Uh... I uh, wanted to ask you if you... Maybe... Want to go out with me? Y'know like? Get a bite or something? A drink? Dinner maybe?" he asked her which took her by surprise, a question she was definitely not expecting. "You're single... Right?"
'Rao, did he just... Ask me out on a date?!' she asked herself, flustered at the sudden question flung onto her, she wasn't sure how to respond nor act at this moment, her eyes widened at him, mouth a-gape a little. 'Maybe that's why he wanted to stay on this Earth'
He looked at her after asking and he judged by the look on her face that she probably wasn't too happy, his expression saddened before changing his mind.
"Actually... Forget I asked, I didn't mean to offend or anything" he spoke with a saddened tone, rubbing the back of his neck in awkwardness as he looked away, breaking eye contact away from the golden haired heroine.
Kara began smiling softly at him before she decided to walk toward him, she never thought she'd be interested but she sure felt interested in him, knowing he's got a crush on her and the fact he's a fan despite being from another Earth.
She may hardly know him but... That would pass by soon enough.
It wasn't long till Y/N noticed Supergirl walking up to him with a soft expression, her smile grew big as she drew closer to him, before he could even ask what she was doing, he was stopped...
By a pair of lips...
On his left cheek...
Her eyes opened as she pulled back with a huge smile on her face as his cheeks flushed red. "Does that answer your question?" she asked, proud of what she just did. She noticed they were being watched by Satine and Xalex who seemed to be shocked by the whole ordeal.
"A-Are you... Free to go out tomorrow?" he asked her again to which she smirked.
"Yeah, I guess I can call of my plans to patrol tomorrow night, in exchange for our... Date" she spoke softly in a rather warm tone of voice before kissing his other cheek for confirmation which seemed make him blush harder.
It was then she noticed something on the floor, a little piece of paper that was being dragged by the soft wind as her cape blew in the direction of the wind along with her hair.
She knelt down and picked it up with inhuman speed as she looked back at her date for tomorrow. "Got a pen?" she asked.
"Oh uh" he began checking his pockets, before he felt something, not a pen. He checked his back pocket and felt something again. "Ah yes... A pen! For some reason I have one?" he asked himself confused, before handing it over.
She began jotting down something quickly before handing it over to him. "Here's my number, call me" she smiled before floating up.
"Yeah... I will" he smiled as he looked up at her.
"I'll be waiting! Mwah!" she blew him a kiss before flying off as he watched her go. A smile grew big on his face before looking down.
He turned round and as he realized... This was not a dream.
"Wow... I'm going on a date tomorrow... With Supergirl"...
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(Friday, The 'Super' Date Night)
Today was the day... Or tonight at least...
News that Mancer asked out the Girl of Steel was brought to mostly everyone's ears, a surprise at most... But there was skepticism about it.
The EDC weren't fully trusted yet, it's only been three days now and with Becknar had been brought in for questioning... Nothing yet has been revealed.
But as of right now? Kara is currently in his cousin's apartment with his wife and son. Jon was out along with Lois Lane Kent.
"I mean... He's just so different from any other boy I've met, there's something about him that interests me" she had her chin on the palm of her hand, waiting for her cup of coffee that was being made by Clark.
"And this happened... Last night?" Clark asked curiously, wondering why his cousin was asked out by someone from a different Earth.
Fair to say? He was happy for her, his skepticism went down the drain upon his talk with Liang... Who is like a father figure to Mancer aka Y/N.
Both Kara and Y/N maybe in their early 20s, but they've both learned a lot, the only difference is? 
Kara has been on a date before and it didn't go exactly right and planned.
Y/N hasn't fell in love, nor been on a date. Yet she doesn't know this yet.
"Yeah... After I flew him back to his boss's base of operations, well for now at least, doubt it'll remain once they're back on their Earth" Kara explained. "He's just... So kind and he radiates this aura that got my attention... He has a crush on Supergirl... But what about Kara Danvers? Adopted daughter of Eliza and Jeremiah Danvers? Two former D.E.O agents?" she asked the question.
"I'm sure he also sees you as Kara Danvers too, you told him your name after all" Clark reminded her as he handed her cup of coffee to her. She politely takes it. "Besides? It's a good thing you said yes, maybe it's time to try again and see the world in the eyes of Kara Danvers once more"
"I know but... I feel... Like my heart is drawn to him, but if I get too attached? And when he leaves for his Earth? I... I-I don't know what I'd do, go with him when I'm needed here? I don't exactly want him to leave his family behind just for me" said the now frustrated Kara Zor-El, she knew it was a stupid idea to get somewhat attached to the boy her age. "I probably shouldn't have kissed his cheek and said yes... What did I do?" she whimpered next.
"I'm for sure, something can be worked out" Clark hinted as he went to comfort his upset cousin. "But overall? Enjoy tonight, I'll have someone patrol New York, incase any crime breaks out that could ruin your date with Y/N" Clark smiled.
"Really? You sure something can be worked out? He did say he actually was thinking of wanting to stay here, but that'd split him away from his family" she referred to the group he came with to this Earth.
"I'm sure there is something, a way to keep in contact with that Earth's own heroes incase a threat were to emerge that require their expertise, we need all the heroes we can get, as threats are getting more dangerous now. Threats like Omrin" Clark said with a serious face, he for sure knew it was for the best, if something can be worked out with Liang and the EDC.
"How long could that take?" she asked.
"On that? We're not sure, Liang suggested it to me first, before to the rest of the League higher ups, well... Between me and Batman of course before them and it was approved, an ally to call on you could say" he answered her question, adding more light to the hint he said earlier.
His answer that shed light on the hint made her relieved, she for one had a liking for her date tonight, and she didn't want to feel attached to him only to never see him again, though she was a little nervous about it, since her last date?
Well as said... It was disastrous...
But that was the only thing that worried her mostly now...
"Thanks Cuz" she smiled before hugging him. "Though I am a little worried about my date tonight, considering my last one?" her facial expression now mortified, it worried her for the least second.
"From what Liang has told me... Y/N is one of the kindest fellows he's ever took under his wing, he's brave, bold, patient, compassionate and loyal. He would never hurt a spider from how he explained about him" he told his cousin.
Kara already knew some of this from her observation of him, he was kind, honest and respectable, along with being shy and having a good sense of humor. Something she probably needs in a relationship as of right now.
"I'm sure your date won't go horrible, I'll have someone take over patrolling in New York for tonight, like I said. Enjoy your date with him tonight, be confident nothing will go wrong" he cheered her up again, as she takes a sip from her coffee before breaking into a smile.
"Once again, thanks Cuz" she felt a little more better with hearing his words, no wonder why Lois fell in love with him, he was good at inspiring others.
And Kara hoped one day she could pretty much do the same, though she has done it before, but not as often as Clark has done it.
"Haven't you figured out what you'll be wearing to the date tonight?" Clark asked the question as he picked up his coffee now.
"Oh yeah! I'll get right onto that!!" Kara's eyes widened as she almost shot up from her chair. Once I... Finish this coffee" she remarked before settling down once more.
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Y/N stood nervous in his outfit for the date, a leather jacket with jeans and boots, a plain white t-shirt underneath. He was waiting to get picked up for the date, since Kara suggested she'd pick him up.
he agreed but it had been 10 minutes since she said she was flying over to pick him up and fly him back to New York for the date.
And yet... She hasn't arrived.
"Still not here I presume?" He heard a voice behind him, coming from Satine who joined him at least four minutes later
"Yeah... fourteen minutes late pretty much and still going" he sighed, as he looked up at the starry dim sky, beginning to grow worried.
"Hey, don't be too worried. She's probably ran or... Flew into danger" Satine remarked.
"That's why I'm worried!" Y/N replied. "I'm worried that might be the case, I'm tempted to call her but I don't know if she'll pick up" he sounded more worried by the seconds that passed by. Looking back down at the now revealed device on his wrist, bringing up Kara's name on the screen.
"Well you shouldn't worry too much" Satine looked up at the sky.
"Yeah, I know I-"
"No like... You shouldn't, because I can see her" Satine chuckled, getting Y/N to look up at the sky to see Supergirl flying toward them.
And she looked worried as anything.
'Oh Rao, oh Rao, oh Rao' thought a panicked Supergirl, flying on down toward her date, with a very worried look on her face, thinking she's already screwed up.
"I-I-I am so, so, so sorry that I arrived later than I should have" Kara floated down in her Supergirl attire, her cape resting behind her after landing. "I uh... Ran into some complications along the way *nervously chuckles*. You're not... Mad are you?" she asked with a little cute expression on her face, seemingly making Y/N softly smile.
"No, no... You're fifteen minutes late practically but... It's alright!" he approached and hugged her, a smile soon approaching on her face as she hugs back. "Whatever postponed your arrival, it's not screwed this up" he pulled back with a smile still.
"Well... Since that's the case, you ready?" she asked, a tone of excitement in her voice.
"Yep, we can go" he acknowledged, before Kara swooped him off his feet instantly and levitated off the ground. 
"Gonna take us back to my apartment so I can change into an outfit for our date" the Kryptonian told him before he even asked.
"Well, I was gonna ask you that but, you read me like a book" he chuckled. "besides, I didn't just ask Supergirl to a date, I asked Kara Zor-El Danvers, who I see as both with or without the cape" he poked her nose, causing her to blush and giggle.
'Yeah, he is cute. Maybe our date could go well' she thought in her head, smiling at his friendly nature already.
"Well... Enjoy the date, love birds!" Satine shouted out and teased, watching Y/N be carried and flown away by his date.
The boy blushed a little upon hearing what Satine said. "Did she just call us... Love birds?" he blushed heavily now thinking about it, causing the Girl of Steel to giggle.
"Yeah, she defo called us that... I honestly see why" she flirted with a wink.
"We flirting already?" he smirked.
"If you want to" she smirked back.
"Well... I'd rather save the flirting for when we're at the restaurant for our date, maybe... A few during our uh... Walk through the park or whatever?" he told her, earning a bigger smirk from her.
"This your first date?" she asked curiously, she had a feeling it could be as he looked puzzled to say something for a brief moment.
"Y-Yeah... This is... My first ever date, never experienced this before... Sorry to disappoint" he felt awkward. "I just hope it doesn't go sideways"
"Don't worry! It's alright!" she sounded cheerful, eager to lighten up the situation he now found himself in. "You're in luck! I haven't exactly dated anyone in a while so it's kinda my first time in a way too! And no, it won't go sideways. Not even crime is gonna stop our date" she told him with a proud and classy smile.
They were now closing on in to New York, which was becoming visible from under the clouds, the lights showing off the city like a beacon in the dark.
"Well, you saying that does bring my hopes up. Sunshine" replied the boy her age, causing the girl to look surprised. Like she's never heard that before.
"Sunshine? Did you just call me Sunshine?" she began to blush with a cute smile on her face, the type of smile that could make someone not think straight once they see it toward them.
"Y-Yeah I did, your like a radiating sunshine, Kara. Not sure if anyone's said that before, but... From what I know, you bring caring and warmth everywhere you go. Just a cheerful sunshine on a summer day" he explained his reason, causing the Maid of Might to melt in his words.
"Aww, that's probably the most sweetest thing I've heard in a while now... That... That means a lot, you're so sweet" her face brightened with joy, the pair now flying above New York as she lowers herself into the city, just flying past the buildings now.
She flew around a building that looked to be a high-end apartment building, which seemed to look expensive. Y/N recognized the building itself since on his Earth? The building looked a lot more... Futuristic than modernized. Ritz-Carlton New York Hotel, now revealed that Kara indeed lives in there.
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The Girl of Steel levitated herself lower until she saw her own opened window, flying through the opened window before gently landing and putting her date on his two feet once more.
"There we are! Welcome to my apartment room!" she performed a spin with a smile plastered on her face. She noticed the shock on his face, how could she have this much money? Having an apartment room like this? The view looked incredible. "Judging by the look on your face, you're pretty astonished" she giggled.
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"I mean... Wow... When I thought apartment... I wasn't expecting this. You live at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel?! Especially this room? It's incredible!" he expressed his thoughts as his astonishment explored the room he was in. "On my Earth? This is like the oldest but cheapest Hotels to date, overshadowed by many other Hotels but... Wow, this is like... A dream, it's like going back to relive what it felt like being in this room" he explained.
"Well... I'm not exactly living in here forever though, I do plan to have a house built somewhere near New York, I do have a job as Kara Danvers here too so I can't exactly abandon that" she put her hands behind her back within her cape.
"What is this job of yours besides Supergirl?" he asked curiously.
"I work as a reporter at the Daily News, I'm a journalist. I used to work in National City at CatCo at the time but I quit that two years ago. I'm more happier working at the Daily News" she explained, she felt happy explaining more about herself, not as Supergirl, just as her alter ego.
"Interesting... Better save the stories for when we go out for dinner" he suggested, causing Kara to suddenly widen her eyes.
"Oh yeah! The dress! Hold on, be back in a Flash!" she giggled at herself afterwards before speeding off.
Y/N took the privilege to sit down on the sofa as he began to wait, his mind filled with many questions he wants to ask her. Though he knew he can't exactly ask her some questions in public regarding Krypton and other superhero related stuff. However, questions were on the board about Kara's human lifestyle.
Many thoughts began to overwhelm him, he felt nervous about it all, he's never done this before and he for sure, isn't great with relationships with girls. Hence why he's always avoided a romantic relationship.
At the same time? He likes Kara, he likes Kara for all she is, whether as Kara Danvers, the human who works as a journalist, or Supergirl aka Kara Zor-El, a superhero who is an alien refugee from the planet Krypton just like Superman.
In the other room, Kara is putting on her dress for the date, checking herself out on the mirror she had on display, smiling at herself before her thoughts overwhelmed her.
She was nervous also, never did she think she would begin to fall for someone who isn't even from this Earth, a human with powers beyond her imagination. ice, fire, solar, even smoke? Which smoke isn't even magic but still... He's able to use smoke as magic which confused her at first before accepting it was inevitable that it can be done.
She picked up her glasses, glasses that disguised her thoroughly, though it wasn't the same hair changing glasses she used to have. They broke under a certain altercation.
She puts them on as checks herself out again before exhaling a short breath, the feeling of butterflies in her stomach as she thinks about him... The same feeling from last night, where she screamed into her pillow with excitement, jumping up with joy. The same butterflies that'd make her feel happy around someone she likes a lot that it would make her float like one of those Disney princesses.
Y/N pondered how he was going to tell her that he likes her whenever it would come to that later, as he heard her coming back through. "You ready to see me?" she asked around the corner.
"Yeah, come on out" he answered, not expecting the sight he would see afterwards.
She was already beautiful as it is... But he's never seen someone this gorgeous in a dress... A blue dress with high heel sandals.
She parted her hair to the left side of her face as she stopped in front of him, showing off the dress from front... To back, showing off the elegant dress she decided to choose to wear.
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"So..." she broke the silence. "You like it?" she asked with her hands behind her back, looking sheepish as she asks.
"I... Wow... You look like an angel" he softly spoke as the girl was flustered at his compliment.
"An angel?" she asked.
"Yeah... Like an angel who fell from the sky... Speaking of that since you came from another planet, so..." he referenced, making Kara blush heavily. "You're definitely an angel pretty much" he complimented again, causing the girl to give out a half-suppressed laugh.
"That's... That's so charming of you, I never thought myself as an angel" a cute smile was left on her face as she approached the now standing up boy. "You ready to go out for our date?" she asked politely.
"Yeah" he replied, taking her hand without thinking which caused the two to lightly blush and chuckle. "I think I'm ready to go out on our date"
* *
The couple were now at the restaurant, an Italian-American restaurant named Carne Mare, a place for good food surrounding Italian dishes and special dishes at best.
The couple found a seat and waited for someone to come over and take their order as they looked at the menu.
"Oh, they do Atlantic Halibut Steak? Pair that with potatoes? Especially roasted? Oh! it's good" he told his date who chuckled at his insight.
"Had it before I assume?" she asked as she lowered the menu she held in her hands.
"Yeah, Ma used to cook it, her own version at least, Ma told me it was my dad's favorite before he unexpectedly passed" he went on like it was nothing, Kara's eyes instantly widened at this new information she didn't hear before. She knew from the tone of voice he was still hurt over it.
"Your father passed away? I... I didn't know that" she didn't know what to say to this much, it was all of a sudden that he dropped the ball about his own personal life immediately. "I-I'm so sorry, I was going to ask you about your parents but..." she felt bad that she didn't know, feeling some guilt for him too.
"Hey, it's alright" he smiled as he lowered the menu he held. "It happened a while ago, and ma's doing okay, she's worried but... She knows I can handle myself out here" he made her smile with his words.
"Caring mothers are the best" she replied with a more happier tone.
"On that, I agree" he smiled brightly as she chuckled. "Got any family members you wanna talk about? Mine are uh... Well... It's complicated" he asked with an unsure face, knowing his family history is a long, long explanation.
"I should tell you about Eliza Danvers, my adopted mother, she's amazing. Along with Jeremiah, my adopted father" she spoke next.
"Oh? Wonder when I can get to meet these people" he wondered loudly, causing the girl to giggle.
"I'm sure you will at some point, I think they'll like you" she winked, as the waitress now arrived at their table.
"Good evening, I'm David, I'll be your server for tonight along with the rest of our guests" a man in a suit and bow-tie showed up with a small notepad to write on.
"Hello David!" Kara called out, waving toward the man as Y/N did the same.
"You two on a date may I ask?" the server politely asked.
"Yeah! Guessing it was pretty obvious?" Kara chuckled a reply, her date smiling along with her.
"It's not rare seeing a couple on a dinner date come here" the man replied. "So, drinks first. We've got Beer, Cocktails and Wine, we've also got Sparkling and Regular water if that's what you want?" he asked the couple.
"Oh, hmm... What do you think? Wine or Sparkling maybe?" Kara asked her date.
"I say we go sparkling water, not the biggest fan of Wine" Y/N replied as the server wrote it down.
"Alright, starters?" he asked next, Kara and Y/N looked at one another for a moment before agreeing on no starters. "Okay, main and side dish?" he then asked.
"Hmm... I'll go for a Mezzi Rigatoni, he'll go for... An Atlantic Halibut Steak" Kara informed the server as he began jotting down the order. "No side dish for me, not sure about this handsome guy here" she flirted with Y/N, making him chuckle with a blush rising up on his face.
"I'll take a side dish of uh... Potatoes Rustica?" he asked.
"Done, there is Dolci's which are desserts in other words, if you both want to order one after the main and side dishes, I'll come back to order for it afterwards along with your food and drinks soon!" David finished jotting down the couple's order before smiling.
"Thank you David!" Kara says as his smile shows his gratitude before walking off to take another order.
"Wow, this place is a lot more fancier than I thought" Kara told herself loudly.
"It is an Italian-American restaurant, it's gonna look fancy regardless" Y/N shrugged.
"It's quite nice, not that I'm complaining or anything. It's just... Not the first time I've been to a restaurant like this" she chuckled while thinking back to the last time she went on a date.
"Y'know? Now that you've mentioned it? Who did you last date before me? It sounds like it happened a few years ago" he asked her with a curious look on his face, wanting to know exactly who she dated before, that's when she laughed upon looking back at it.
"Yeah, it was a few years ago. I was 18 at the time, my date was actually the Boy Wonder Robin, Y'know? Batman's sidekick? Or former sidekick now at least" she answered his question, his eyes widened a little at the realization of who she dated before.
"Wait, he goes by the alias Nightwing now right?" he asked.
"Yep... I still remember the date as if it was yesterday" she chuckled. Fueling Y/N's curiosity further. At the same time, the server came round with two glasses of sparkling water, setting it down on the couple's table as they both thanked server David before he walked off once again.
"Care to elaborate on what really happened that day?" he asked politely, even leaning in as he showed to her how interested he wanted to hear this story.
"Haha, well..." she rolled her eyes playfully with a smile...
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"Gotta say... I thought he'd be interesting to have a chat with" Y/N spoke as he began cutting his Atlantic steak, put together with the potatoes he ordered.
"Don't get me wrong, we're on better terms now than before, even after that uh... Date" she spoke with gestured air quotations at the end of her sentence.
"Well... I know how it feels to be stared at, looked at with glances and so fourth while in a public place doing normal things while in costume? Yeah... I know how it feels" he spoke like he's had experience, before putting the fork in his mouth that had stabbed the steak and a potato earlier.
"Wait, you go out in public, doing normal human things while in costume? Don't you have a alter ego?" Kara asked curiously as she stabbed a bit of the pasta on her plate.
"Eh, yeah. About that, everyone knows who the EDC are, we don't use secret identities. And btw, you should see the aliens we have on our Earth. They're pretty much... Robots in Disguise" he gloated, making Kara almost spit out the pasta she had been eating in her mouth.
"What?! Are you saying that... Transformers exist on your Earth?!!" Kara almost shouted in shock.
"Shh!" Y/N shushed the Kryptonian Journalist. "Don't wanna blow our identities by shouting that!"
"Oh, sorry" Kara giggled. "I'm just... Surprised that they exist on your Earth, must be weird knowing they're fiction here" she then whispered.
"Yeah... It's pretty weird how they're just fiction here but not on my Earth" Y/N spoke from his perspective.
"Just asking... Does Optimus Prime exist? Or is he alive?" she asked, a glint of interest in her eye as she began eating again.
"Yep... He's real and alive. Megatron is too, well they're not enemies anymore. It's pretty much a joint op" he whispered back, making sure no one thought he was crazy or anything if they heard him. Meanwhile Kara was just too into it, wanting to know more now that more information was shared about his Earth.
'Megatron's a good guy now?' Kara thought along with being surprised, she's always seen him as the villain of the screens of TV shows, movies and so fourth. 
"I'll explain more about it later. Right now? I want to hear more about your story" he was still interested in Kara's story, a glint now glistening in his eye as he continues eating.
"Oh, right... Now where was I?" Kara wondered loudly.
"You were at the part where you asked the waiter about your food" he told her.
"Oh right!" Kara remembered. "So..."
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"Wait, wait pause"
*Record scratch*
"You're telling me... Some guy's pet monkey caused a truck, carrying bowling balls to crash into a concrete wall, bowling balls began spilling out, causing a bus to crash into a fountain filled with water along with causing an entire crash scene? And a monkey caused all that? The fuck?" he was all but baffled at this. It was too good of a story to be made up.
"I'm telling you! This is NOT made up! I'm 100% serious as I swear to Rao on this. This did happen" Kara really did want to believe this wasn't made up but... It wasn't. "Can I continue, please?"
"Sure, I'm already loving this story of yours already!"
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"Ohh, talk about a bad date... That was a disaster for sure" he complimented.
"I know... Getting morally embarrassed by falling into a broken water fountain, having your suit soaked up and hair messy, only to come back and see that the food was cold... Yeah... Pretty disastrous if you ask me" Kara replied, finishing her meal as Y/N finished his.
"And I gotta say? That was a good story, along with that steak cause wow... Haven't had that in a long time" he licked his lips and sighed happily afterwards.
"Yeah, should've tried that pasta, it was pretty good" she giggled before mirroring what he did by licking her lips afterwards and sighing just like he did.
The two looked at each other before bursting out in soft laughter.
"Y'know? I saw the desserts here and... I really, REALLY want to try that 17 layer choco cake they have" he thought about it loudly.
"Oh desserts? Sure we can have a dessert, one caught my eye" she smirked before licking her lips.
She didn't realize she was staring at him when she said that which caused him to look surprised.
"Woah! Wow Angel, didn't think you'd mean it like that if that's what you meant" he then smirked, teasing her.
"W-What? Oh no no no, I wasn't m-meaning it l-l-like that" her face flushed red, realizing what she did as she giggled nervously.
"I know what you meant, just teasing ya" he winked, her blood flushed cheeks began dimming down as the server David came round.
"Hello you two, ready to pay the bill for the meals or are you both having a dessert?" David asked politely.
"Oh yeah! Uhh... I'll have a Sweet Cream Panna Cotta" Kara answered with a smile.
"What about you sir?" David asked Kara's date.
"17 Layer Chocolate Cake will do for me" Y/N politely answered back.
"Okay, it'll be out shortly once I've given the order to them. Hope you enjoy your desserts, someone will come round to hand the bill to you to pay" David informed the couple.
"Thank you David" It was Y/N turn to share his gratitude as the server smiled before walking off.
"Y'know, now that I think back to my story... I think that monkey's name was Bingo" Kara shared some new info about the story she recently told her date.
"Bingo? Huh? Cute name for a monkey" he complimented. "Like yours"
"Aww Sparks, I'm flustered" Kara's face glistened.
"Sparks? That my nickname?" he asked with a smile on his face.
"Might as well be!" she giggled.
Before long, their desserts would soon arrive at their table, with each individual cutlery.
Kara seemed to be enjoying her Panna Cotta as Y/N was enjoying his cake.
"Mmm, this cake is really good. Wow" Y/N gloated at the cake's taste, since it tasted like heaven.
"I'd say the same to this!" Kara put the spoon in her mouth as she tasted the sweet taste on the Cotta, hummed to say it was good... Too good.
"I got an idea" he said. Gaining the Kryptonians attention.
"Hmm?" She hummed, still eating what was in her mouth.
"How about we get a taste of each other's desserts? You taste mine, I taste yours? I know it's like a classic romantic dating thing, wanna try it?" he suggested as Kara thought about it.
"Hmm... Sure!" she went along, getting some Panna Cotta on her spoon with the cream and berries as her date does the same with his cake, only difference was that he had a fork.
Their mouths opened upon them feeding each other their own dessert on their respective cutlery before pulling it back as they began eating.
"Mmm... Oh waow" he spoke with a mouthful, the sweet cream, the berries, it was a perfect taste to his own taste buds. "Wow, that is definitely the taste of heaven" he complimented, enjoying the sweet taste... He always had a sweet tooth.
"Gotta say? The cake is amazing! Kinda wish I could steal the recipe... But that'd be criminal" she chuckled, enjoying the chocolate sensation from the cake, unlike any other cake she's had before, specially chocolate. "If they had ice cream? That would be great with that cake"
"Oh yeah! Definitely" he agreed. The couple giggling afterwards as they continued eating... But kept their eyes locked onto each other, smiles offered as they enjoyed their dessert together,
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"And then, he turned to me and said, we should prank her, she's always gotten me with her pranks" Y/N was telling Kara a story of his.
They had been walking through Central Park after their dinner date for at least 10 to 20 minutes now telling each other their stories and such, spending the rest of their date taking a walk through Central Park... Where couples usually did go to on their first date or two.
Earlier Kara informed him about the mask she accidentally destroyed upon their first encounter, she had successfully fixed it with Kryptonian metal and fabrics, using the Fortress's technology to repair it, which made Y/N ecstatic.
"Well, did you and Xalex prank her?" Kara was intrigued to know the rest, the both had been holding hands like before. Smiling like idiots.
"Yeah... Well... Before Xalex could do his master plan of pranking on Satine with using the old paint buckets that still had some pain left on em... He uh" he continued before trying his best not to laugh. "He dropped them on Liang instead, thinking it was Satine who was walking by" he burst out laughing, it was his first day at the EDC after Liang brought him in.
"Oh Rao" Kara laughed with her date. "I'm guessing he wasn't very happy about having paint splattered on him" she continued laughing with him.
"Oh yeah, he wasn't very happy at all, got caught and all, he didn't scold me but he scolded Xalex, the commotion gained the attention of everyone present, including some of the Autobots and Decepticons who were there. Bee asks me what happened, so I told him everything. It all reminds him of the Terrens who he taught a few years back" Y/N continued explaining the rest of the story.
The couple walked past a part of grass that had no trees blocking the view, which gave Kara an idea.
"Wanna stargaze? I can tell you more about Krypton and myself of course" she asked with a wink at the end.
"Yeah! Sure why not?" he reluctantly agreed, as they walked toward the same part of grass Kara spotted. "Wait... We don't have something to lie down on top of the grass" Y/N then spoke.
"Don't worry" Kara winked before speeding off and coming back in full costume and taking off her cape that billows behind her. "I have a solution to that" she giggled afterwards before setting down the cape.
"You sure you want to do this in costume? What if people walk by and see Supergirl sitting down with some random guy staring at the sky?" Y/N asked the question.
"Don't worry Sparks!" she took his hand. "No one really comes along this part of Central Park at night, they always say it's dangerous but really? It's not" she winked.
They sat down before lying down, their hands intertwined again as a smile was on their faces.
"Sky's beautiful tonight" Y/N said with a glistening in his eyes, the many stars that shined in the night sky, let alone the Moon that was visible through the clouds.
"Yeah, they're always beautiful at night here, from what I've seen" Kara agreed, a smile growing bigger on her face.
"So... I gotta ask... What was living on Krypton like? Before coming here and having those powers?" Y/N asked the question, she already knew he was going to ask it after all.
"Well... Krypton was... It was beautiful, the cities were filled with laughter and joy, there were many houses, I know you call them clans here on Earth so to speak" she answered.
"Speaking about clans, my ancestors are from an old clan that existed years and years ago" her answer reminded him of his heritage and where he came from, let alone, making him talk about it.
"Wait, really? Which one?" Kara asked.
"The Nobushi Clan, one that had the greatest warriors who were the first line of defence centuries ago" he answered her question. "Enough about me for now, I wanna know about your culture and stuff, I'm interested in it after all" he suggested to change the topic about her.
"Oh yeah, of course!" she immediately snuffed out the distractions. "The Houses we had were a family sigil, each had it's own emblem and what they stood for. Mine is the House of El as you already know, most of the House of El were apart of the Science Guild, where my biological father Zor-El and his brother Jor-El worked in" Kara spoke as her eyes laid upon a star that shined brighter than the others.
"Were you part of the Science Guild too?" Y/N asked curiously.
"Originally was planning to, yeah. My mother however was part of the Military Guild. Her house of the House of Ze, her name was Alura In-Ze. She was married to my father Zor-El... And then, they had me" Kara felt happy talking to someone about her culture's history, never did she think someone, a Human even, was interested in knowing about Krypton's history.
"What about the other houses?" Y/N asked.
"Well there's the House of Zod, home to ruthless warriors and defenders of Krypton, well... They were once... Before General Dru-Zod came along and led a coup against the council of Krypton. They want to make Earth the New Krypton but have failed many attempts since we got involved" Kara explained further.
"And where are they now?"
"Phantom Zone" Kara replied with a smug look on her face. "Hope they rot in there for all I care" a distaste in her mouth when she spoke about them.
"You really hate them, don't you?" Y/N raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, hate em with a passion, they Zod tried to manipulate my mother, she saw through his manipulation and in return tried to kill her. It failed" she answered, remembering that moment when she was eleven years old.
"Any other houses?" he asked, still wondering if there was many more since the only house he'd known was the House of El mostly.
"There's like many more, House of Ak, An, Am, Da, Dar... Do you want me to go through em all?" she asked politely, chuckling at the thought of going through all of them.
"Actually... Why not tell me them all later?" he suggested.
"That's fine with me" she smiled, as a star shoots through the sky.
"Look at that, a shooting star" he pointed out.
"Yeah! It's amazing!" her eyes glistened upon it, she's flown close to a shooting star before, and it's beautiful up close from her words.
"You had a God right? Rao it was called?" Y/N asked Kara next, gaining her interest.
"Yeah, we all... I wouldn't say worship but we all were religious. Rao was the sun God of Krypton, he had two children, Nightwing and Flamebird" she explained the history behind her God.
"Nightwing? Wait... Did Dick Grayson copy that?" he wondered loudly.
"Hahaha, that's what I thought at first, like I thought he took the name as inspiration, but he actually had no idea about it" Kara laughed.
Y/N laughed along with her, smiling as he tilted his head to look at her.
Kara noticed he was looking at her, and so... She looked at him, the two felt some connection once their eyes met. The calm wind blowing in the air as their eyes glistened at each other.
"When you... Wear that symbol" his free hand slightly touched the symbol on Kara's suit, she felt his hand touch her and let his touch feel the suit she wore. His eyes looking upon it before meeting her eyes once more. "Do you... Ever feel... Like the weight of the world is on your shoulders?" Y/N asked a very good question which surprised her at the slightest.
She always felt so alone in the universe after Krypton's destruction, finally arriving to Earth, only to find that her baby cousin was a grown up adult now.
She used to feel so angry at the world, at herself... At everything, she was hot-headed, a girl with anger issues, someone who couldn't accept Earth as their new home. She became a Red Lantern at the time because of her rage.
She told him all of this earlier, even so she'd get emotional about it all, but she's learned to talk about it without breaking down in tears or getting all emotional... Kandor did survive, but the same could not be said for Argo City, not her parents.
"Sometimes... It can be too much for me to handle, and to be honest? I... I don't know if I'm ready to be Earth's Champion if my cousin were to be gone somewhere... Or worse... Dead" Kara spoke with a saddened tone. "But I need to be strong for Earth, for my new family, without them? I don't even know where I'd be right now. Probably still angry at the world? I don't know? I've learned so much about Earth and... I once said that Humans were just... Beyond saving, that they waste their lives on nothing and such. And I still regret saying that" she out heartedly admitted.
She hated who she was after Krypton's destruction, just a girl who was angry at the world, wouldn't hesitate to fight or worse, kill anyone in her way, even her own cousin.
"But... Kal thinks I bring joy and happiness to those around me, that I've grown to be my own person, who carries hope like he does as Superman. And to be honest? He's not wrong" she smiled brightly, looking at her date while butterflies dance in her stomach.
"I agree... He's not wrong. Your smile is like a sunshine, and... You're an angel from the sky. You're beautiful Kara... One of the most beautiful girls I've met. I'm not great with girls, never tried getting into a relationship. But this? I... I really want you to be my first and only" he spoke before admitting his feelings. He felt like a weight was took off of him, his heart pounding in his chest as she picked up on it.
Her smile brightened further along with her face, she never felt this loving feeling in a while. "I want to try again, try a relationship again. Maybe... You're the one I really needed to find" she grinned.
The two began giggling and chuckling, a blush rising up their cheeks as the moment passes, smiles were offered, as they felt the romantic tension rising.
"I guess the House of El doesn't just mean... Hope, and all that. I guess it could mean... Love and Compassion too" Kara thought loudly, finding a new understanding go the symbol she's always worn since birth.
"I like the sound of that. Hope, Love and Compassion for all" he gloated, causing the girl to snicker.
"Sounds corny... I love it" she smiled.
"Me too" he smiled back.
The two then sat up before they began slowly closing the gap, their lips almost touched before Kara made the move, her hand touched his face as his reached the back of her head, gently caressing her golden hair.
The pair realized what was happening, they were having their first ever kiss, well... Kara's had a few kisses on the lips before, but for Y/N? It's his first time.
The pair melted into the kiss, Kara's other hand caressed face as she felt his other hand on her thigh.
She moaned softly as their kiss continued, their lips slowly dancing before Y/N pulled back for air slowly, setting up the mood of the situation.
"Wow... That... That's my first ever kiss, I've never kissed anyone on the lips before" Y/N admitted to a now giggling Kara Zor-El.
"For your first kiss? That was good" she complimented, making the boy blush a thank you. "Care to go again?" she asked.
"Gladly" he smiled, their lips touching again for a brief moment, her kiss was like the ocean breeze, he smiled into the kiss as it continued for a few moments before the two pulled back. "Kara... I uh... I spoke with Liang... About staying here" he then spoke afterwards, which Kara frowned at.
"Really? What did he say?" Kara was intrigued.
"So... I asked him and he... He had a feeling I would feel attached to this world, he knows what's happening right now and he understands why I want to stay on this Earth. He knows I have... Feelings toward you, though we just met a few days ago. Fair to say? I don't regret it" he smiled.
"You're staying here? Are you really sure you want to?" Kara asked with concern, knowing he might miss his home, despite there being talks about an agreement of an ally to call upon such if a situation requires the EDC's help. "Won't you miss your home?"
"Yes..." YN answered briefly before his eyes drifted back to Kara's baby blues yet again, "But I want to spend my life here, and meeting you has made me think that way... In other words... I want most of my days here, even with you. So... Liang thought it'd be a good idea for me to stay here, of course he still has to talk to the others about it first but... Honestly? I'm more than happy to stay here on this Earth, even if it's with you" a smile was still on his face before inevitably, Supergirl would start to smile. Never thinking he'd be allowed to stay.
"Oh Y/N, you-you didn't have to. But... That makes me happy, knowing you want to stay" Kara's smile brightened 
The Multitasker smiled as he pulled himself in... Before they were interrupted by music happening in the distance, with people singing along the song.
A song named... Better Place by Rachel Platten, being performed by a woman with a beautiful voice, similar to the original singer... Maybe it is her? Happening at some musical stadium within Central Park.
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"There's some music going on. You hear that?" Kara asked.
"Yeah, I recognize the song" he smiled with an answer.
The song continued as they listened in, before Kara began swaying left to right slowly, the lyrics of the song catching up to her as she quietly sang along.
"Well" Kara began getting up before looking down at Y/N and offering a hand. "Care to dance?"
"Me? Dancing? I'm bad at it as it is" he chuckled.
"Just a slow dance, just keep your eyes on me and mirror my movements" she offered, a smile on her face as he took her hand, pulling himself up.
"Sure... Something for us to remember" he smiled as he stepped off Kara's cape before she picked it up and attaching it back on her suit behind herself, the cape draped perfectly over her shoulders.
The couple smiled as their bodies touched, holding hands together as they began to slowly dance to the song going on in the distance.
Their eyes locked onto each other as the pair slowly danced.
During this... The couple hadn't noticed someone watching them in the distance with a pair of binoculars, sitting on top of a building as he watched Kara dance with her date.
The man smiled as he watched and chuckled. "Atta girl, knew you'd find someone eventually" Nightwing spoke as he put away the binoculars before continuing his patrol, taking over for Supergirl tonight.
"There you go! You're getting the hang of it!" Kara spoke excitedly as he made her do a spin before catching her.
"Seems like I am" he chuckled before Kara turned round, looking at Y/N in the eyes.
"Wanna stay at mine tonight? I have room for one more on my bed" she smiled, her eyes glittering like the calm ocean.
"Wouldn't mind that, waking up beside you would be a dream" he teased, causing her and himself to giggle before continuing their dance.
Their dance would soon stop before their faces drew closer and softly touched at the song coming to a close, their eyes closing as Kara begins to float up in the air with her arms wrapped around Y/N. Her cape and hair blew softly in the wind as he felt her flying up into the sky.
Where their kiss would continue up in the skies of New York City.
Knowing he had truly Scored Supergirl's Heart of Steel...
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Summary: Chris’s ex turns to Matt after she’s left heart broken and it takes a turn for the better
Warnings: sub!dom Matt, fem!reader, cussing, smut, thigh riding, fingering, o in v, jealousy,marking,squirting, dirty talk( lmk if I missed anything)
Notes: this is my first writing I really hope you guys like it and this has been an idea of mine for a while! Don’t steal my work!!
I look at my phone to see Matt calling me once again. It had been only a day since mine and Chris’s break up and Matt has been blowing up my phone ever since.
Me and Chris’s relationship lasted about 5 months before the relationship inevitably came to an end due to the fact that Chris had been acting like a child and wasn’t ready to be an actual boyfriend that could fur-fill my needs. He had always been afraid of committing to a relationship so this honestly didn’t surprise me but that didn’t mean it didn’t still hurt.
I picked up the phone to hear Matt let out a sigh of relive. “ Hey, how are you feeling?” Matt states, I can hear the nervousness in his voice. “ I’m fine really. You don’t have to keep checking in on me Matty.” I say with a light teasing in my tone. “ Well too bad because I’m pulling up to your house right now with a Carmel milkshake and mozzarella sticks.” (My fav) “What did I do to deserve you?” I say with a bright smile on my face. “Idk but I’m about five minutes away so I will see you in a sec.” He states and I hear the phone hang up.
Matt and me have always had a strange relationship. When we first met in middle school I knew we were gonna be friends but I didn’t know I was gonna be attached at the hip with him for the rest of my life. Me and Matt had been inseparable since the day we met. We did everything together, we even had our first kiss together (which was really embarrassing to think about). Me and Matt had been so close that me and his family had just naturally also become close which led me to dating Chris. When me and Chris started dating Matt was not a fan at all but of course him being his polite self didn’t say anything and just wanted us to be happy.
The truth was that me and Chris never truly were happy. I liked Chris but never really loved him and if I’m being honest, I think I was trying to turn him into Matt. I always deep down liked Matt but no one knew and no one ever would. I had no clue if he would even talk to me again if he knew my true feeling for him and I just couldn’t risk it.
I hear a knock at my door and quickly get up to go get it knowing who I’m going to be met with. I open the door to see Matt in a black wife beater and a pair of grey sweats with the food in his hands smiling at me. “Come in” I say with a big smile in my face. Matt immediately comes in and places the bag of food on the table and then turns around to hug me. “ I’ve missed you squirt.” That nickname was gonna be the death of me. He can up with it when we were kids and I was drinking a glass of milk and he made me laugh so hard the milk squirted out of my nose. He found it hilarious, I found it disgusting. “ I missed you too Matty” I feel so close to him in the hug yet not close enough. I take a deep breath in through my nose to be met with the scent of his cologne that I was a little too obsessed with. His arms wrap around my waist and mine around his neck. His head is lying in the crook of my neck as mine lays against his chest. I could stay here forever if allowed. He lifts his head up and begins to look at my face with his beautiful blue eyes. I look back making eye contact with him as we’re still in each others arms. “I knew you missed me but not this much damn” I say with a smirk on my face. “How could I not miss my girl.” As he says this my cheeks go tomato red. “Someone’s easily flustered.” Matt makes fun of me. “Shut up!” I say slapping his chest lightly and putting my hands over my face in embarrassment. “Don’t hide from me squirt, I like seeing how flustered I can make you just with my words.” At that my hands go down from my face and I look up to see him already staring down at me. My heart is about to beat out of its chest but before it does he breaks the silence.
“I wonder what else I could do to make you even more flustered” At this statement my eyes go wide and Matt chuckles at my reaction. I start to tear my gaze away from his face in embarrassment and look at the ground but Matt’s hand goes to my chin lifting my head up. “ Don’t be shy squirt it’s just me” I look back up at him and finally I give in and kiss him. At first he’s surprised by the sudden action but then he immediately sinks deeper into the kiss and groans into my mouth. His hands that were still wrapped around me from our hug starts to go lower and cup my ass making me moan into the kiss. This makes Matt insert his tongue into my mouth and I gladly comply. He suddenly lifts me up by my legs and I take the hint and wrap my legs around his torso all while still messily making out.
When he picks me up he immediately heads toward the coach and sits down on it, me sitting on top of him with my legs still wrapped around his waist. We continue making out and I start to move my hips back and forth on top of his thigh. He notices this and pulls away from my lips breathing heavily. “What a slut trying to ride my thigh huh?” He looks at me with lust filled eyes. “I’m sorry Matty” I say looking down at the couch. Matt brings my face to look at him with his hand gripping my chin “ I didn’t say I didn’t like it, be a good girl and strip for daddy and then get back on my thigh and get yourself off like the little slut you are.” I turn pink at his words. I never knew Matt could be this dominant and sexy but I was loving every second of it. I get up off his lap and stand up in front of him slowly taking my clothes off as he instructed me to.
Matt’s gaze stays fully focused on me as I strip for him. I start by taking my shorts off leaving me in my black lace thong that Matt can’t seem to look away from. Than I take me shirt off leaving me in a matching black lace bra that has Matt’s jaw on the floor. I go to sit back down on Matt’s lap before he stop me. “Unless you want me to make you come so many times you can’t see than I recommend you also take of the bra and underwear.” I do as I’m told taking both off as fast as possible and making my way back to his thigh. “You’re so pretty ma.” I sit fully back onto his thigh and start grinding my hips again immediately feeling the pleasure take over. As good as this felt tho I needed Matt inside of me.
“Mattyyy” I say almost in a whining tone. “ What is it baby?” He says while kissing down my neck. “I need you inside of me please!” I almost scream out while still riding his thigh. “Idk ma, idk if you deserve to come around my dick after being such a slut. Wanting to fuck me right after you and my brother break up? Suck a fucking whore.” I keep riding his thigh. “You’re mine. Only mine. Do you understand that squirt?” I moan at his dirty words as I’m still desperately trying to get off on his thigh. “Yes Matt I’m yours I was always yours! Fuck daddy please just fuck me!” At my words he takes his shirt off and kisses my neck harsher than before leaving a mark. Matt flips me over on the couch onto my back and starts pulling his sweatpants and boxers down. Before I knew it he was rubbing his tip up and down me to tease me even more. I get in my elbows to look down to be meet with the biggest dick I have ever seen. “You like what you see squirt?” I let out a moan as he pushes two fingers inside me pumping in and out at a fast pace. “Gotta stretch you out first ma” I moan at this and lift my hips up due to the pleasure. Matt immediately pulls his fingers out and uses his arms to slam my hips back on the couch.
Before I can complain Matt pushes himself inside me fully and I let out a moan that sounds like it’s straight from porn. He gives me a few seconds to adjust before slamming into me with no mercy at a rate I couldn’t even comprehend. “Matty!” I squeal as I’m being absolutely destroyed by Matt’s cock. “What’s wrong baby? Just a few seconds ago you were begging for daddy’s cock and now it’s to much for you huh? Such a slut.” I just moan at his words not even being able to form a sentence at this point. He continues relentlessly slamming into me and starts to rub circles around my clit. “Mhm fuck I’m gonna cum daddy!” I scream out as I feel my legs start to shake. “That’s right ma, come all over daddy’s cock. I bet I’m fucking you way better than Chris ever right baby?” I nod at his question as a long string of moans come from my mouth. “Use your words or I’m not gonna let you come ma.” I furrow my eyebrows at this trying my best to answer his question. “Fuck yes Matt! You fuck me so much better than he ever did! I’m yours Matty, fuck!” I let out a scream as I’m trying my hardest to not come right now. “Come with my ma.” And as soon as he finishes his sentence I’m squirting all over his stomach as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had washes over me. Matt pulls out and strokes himself a few times before painting my stomach with his cum. Once he comes down from his high he looks down at me a presses a kiss to my nose before picking me up bridal style and taking me to the bathroom.
“The nickname squirt fits you even better now. You ever squirt like that before?” I nod my head at his question looking down as he sets me on the toilet to pee. “That’s the first time I’ve done that. I’m sorry.” I say still looking at the ground. While I’m peeing Matt starts the shower for us to get cleaned up in. “Never ever apologize to me for doing that. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And I’m glad I’m the first to make you do it. I love you squirt.” I look up at him with tears in my eyes and I stand up almost falling but him helping me stand. “I love you more Matty.”
Notes: do not steal my work!! ughhh I hope you guys like this! I worked so hard on it 😭 plz be nice this is my first fic and any feedback is appreciated!
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poomphuripan · 11 hours
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Given that we're halfway through the series, how well do you think msi is doing ?
hi nonnie
because i'm an overthinker and msi is on my mind 24/7 so i have interpreted this question into three different ways and i'll be answer all three below.
1. how well do you think msi is doing (in terms of portraying the characters and the plot of the original novel, speaking on a personal capacity)?
this series leaves me on the edge of my seat every damn week. everything is WORKING FOR ME. i love the character designs, the adaptational changes, the pacing... my only grievance? occasionally i absolutely detest their hairstyles (whoever hairstyled sol and joe for sol's mv should get fired, real). i also dislike the fact that they usually layer ming's outfits, when i think they should just let him wear one layer of shirt for example in this behind the scene still for that confrontation scene he's just wearing a black shirt but it looks soooo goood, this picture most likely taken when they're rehearsing.
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but let's go through bit by bit
character designs: i think like other novel readers, i was a bit wary of the toning down/softening of novel!yanmingxiu, but i think it worked in favor of the series as a visual medium, coupled with them also making joe seemingly more naive than novel!zhouxiang. it balances well to have a not as cruel ming with a puppy-like/happy go luck joe 1.0. i really like in a recent reaction video where up, poom and porsche were reacting to ep.7, poom says he's happy to see so many people curse ming because it meant that he's doing well playing a scum male lead and praised up for playing such a compelling "bad" character because he thinks if it weren't for a such scum ml, his character 'joe' wouldn't come off as pitiful.
adaptational changes: i understand that translating a novel to series is a huge challenge, especially since thai series does not have a tendency to insert inner thoughts as much as japanese series does or the way audiodrama can do so but my stand in is doing so well utilising the flashbacks or blocking/cinematography to showcase the emotions of these characters so i've been loving most changes so far. they're also making changes that i love to see (novel!yan ming xiu throwing a tv remote at zhou xiang when he said something that upset him, reading that i was like bruh was that necessary?!?!!?!?).
pacing: it's really good, with my only grievance being they should make the eps longer in length. contrary to the complaints i'm seeing about how they're making audience wait to long until the huge reveal, i think it's fair and i'd actually like to see ming grovel a bit more before finding out that joe 2.0 is joe 1.0 because or else it wouldn't make sense to me why he would be so invested in getting invovlved with joe 2.0 if he wasn. most eps so far have been condensed from 10 chapters, with the biggest exception being ep 7 being adapted from 16 chapters (chapter 60-75) but i like that they simplified that plot with tharn/novel!tanyin without completely eliminating it. perhaps the only thing i regret being left out is ming crying out to joe's name after having sex with joe 2.0 but since the series went with ming not having sex with joe 2.0 in ep 7 yet so we didn't get it. anyway, ready for more ming/blind master shenanigans this week.
2. how well do you think msi is doing (with chinese fans/novel fans)?
so just recently, the weibo supertopic of my stand in hit 23,000 followers and the douban score for my stand in hit 8.8 (it debuted with a 6.8 score in the first ep btw). while douban scores for bl/foreign dramas tend to bit higher than the average scores for cdramas, this is still a huge feat considering how it's being adapted from a popular danmei novel and how bad the initial reception to the casting announcement was. it is HUGE!
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after last week's episode the scores really skyrocketed due to the two scenes, the hotel verbal fight scene and the back reveal. it's also a relief to see how both scenes are well received because they're very different from how they were executed in the novel, so i think this is a good sign of how novel fans have warmed up to the adaptation changes (if anyone is interested, feel free to read chap 73 for that confrontation and chap 74+75 for the back reveal).
also cfans seem to really be into up poompat's portrayal of yan ming xiu these days, most are ready to forgive him while simultaneously still want to watch him suffer for the rest of the series. everyone and their mother loves poom as joe/zhou xiang but they have been loving and praising poom since ep 1 so that's not really new.
3. how well do you think msi is doing (in terms of trending, general viewership and popularity)
i think my stand in is doing crazy well considering its genre (dogblood drama featuring a scum male lead). regarding trending, the number of tweets is increasing weekly and it's stable at 4th/5th place like every week and considering is up against TWO QL series of two popular established branded pairings (EngLot with Love Bully, GemFourth with My Love Mix Up TH) and the hottest lakorn series of the year (Dhevaprom), I think it's already achieving the best possible results in terms of trending (cfans are also wishing that my stand in would be more popular considering how dramatically dogblood and lakorn-coded MSI is ಥ_ಥ)
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But I think it's more important for iQIYI that it's ranking #1 worldwide iQIYI consecutively for the last seven weeks since its their "first" Thai original (i actually thought My Dear Gangster Oppa is their first, turns out not 😅). Being up against all those beautiful costume/historical cdramas and still ranking #1??????
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also i can't speak on behalf of other fans but the sole fact that the main topic on my twitter timeline every weekend is how pitiful joe is/how terrible ming is/how up and poom are DELIVERING the breakthrough performances of their careers? i think regardless of the end result of this series, it's definitely a remarkable BL series of 2024 and i'd honestly call it the dark horse among the 2024 BL releases considering how lowkey and underwhelmed the initial hype it had.
i hope some of this answers your question 😭😭😭😭 if i had misunderstood your question though, feel free to send another ask. I LOVEEEEE talking about my stand in.
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| you swore that you loved me but where were the clues
| criminal minds
| Jennifer Jareau x oc (Tess Ryder)
| angst (TW) below
| 2014 words
| TW: unsub jj, cheating, lying, just jj being really mean, cm round table talk about unsubs (dying), shouting??, jj gripping readers hand, i think that’s it but let me know if I missed anything
| This is part ONE, if this does well, I’ll either make a part 2 or make this a series
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Jennifer Jareau was beset and it was infuriating everyone. Ever since she took the role of Unit Chief, everyone was careful around her, basically tiptoeing at every word.
Absentmindedly, she would take it out on other people, especially the people who she loved, sure, you were her girlfriend but you surprisingly didn't end up with the short straw, that would more often than not go to David Rossi, you would even go as far as to say that you knew how to work well with her emotions rather than clash with them.
You found yourself all sitting at the round table throwing ideas around when JJ walked into the room.
"What have we got?" she walked past you all not even bothering to look up from the file that was in her hand.
You looked at Garcia and shrugged, smiling lightly indicating for her to carry on as she was about to present the case.
"The big easy, has its own big bad operating in its midst" Penelope spoke, turning her back before JJ sat next to you, not taking her eyes off the paper, you sighed to yourself after looking at JJ and then back up at Penelope "earlier today, police uncovered a mass grave inside a vandalised crypt"
"Tremé cemetery" Emily hesitatingly spoke up.
"10 bodies in total were discovered by the groundskeeper this afternoon" you spoke loudly hoping that JJ would take her eyes off the file in front of her to at least acknowledge you, she nodded but you knew she wasn't paying attention.
"Yeah the bodies were buried and burned inside the secluded tomb that has been pried open"
"They are believed to have been places there in the last few weeks, the tomb was off limits due to some maintenance being done" you spoke again "JJ?" you questioned all of the teams eyes drifting to her "Jen, you need to take a break"
"What did you just say?" she snapped at you.
You flinched, fear taking over your body at the fact that she had never spoken to you like that before, embarrassment took over as you looked around to see everyone look at you.
"I just- I said that you need to take a break" your breath hitched.
"Why? so other serial killers can get away killing more and more people while I sit here and not doing anything?" she scoffed.
"No, you need a break in order to catch them JJ, you're not gonna get anywhere else if you keep overworking yourself honey please, just five minutes" you begged.
"No because I'm doing my job, I'm not lazy like you are" JJ stood up and started walking to the door.
"Come on JJ, that's not fair" you sighed "You know I'm damn good at my job, I'm competent and-"
"And you have this hugeee ego" JJ dramatically rolled her eyes.
"Alright that's enough" you seethed, dragging her by her wrist in to her office "why are you being like this?" you paced the room while JJ sat down on the couch
"Like what?" JJ snapped once more
"You're being mean" you sighed as you sat next to her, head in your hands.
"Mean?" she scoffed "you sound 12" JJ laughed.
You stayed in the same position, your head swung to hers "Are you kidding me right now?"
JJ didn't answer, she just smirked "this is exactly the kind of behaviour that is making people hate you JJ"
"That's not true" JJ laughed.
"Yes it is. I can't tell you one person out there right now who actually genuinely likes you" you pointed back to the conference room "Sort it out" you indicated to her behaviour before you slammed the door to her office, leaving her alone.
"Oh good you're back" Penelope chimed "On your own?" she questioned as she realized JJ wasn't with you.
You nodded once "I'll debrief her on the plane" you smiled at Garcia before sitting back in your chair.
Around half an hour later, you were about to go on the jet, you made your way to JJ's office "JJ? honey? the jet's leaving now and I've come to get you" you knocked on the door "Jay?" you rattled the door to find it locked "JJ" you whined as you looked through the glass window to find her reading a case file with her back to you.
You pulled out your phone to text her.
YOU: Wheels up.
YOU: JJ, come on, we're going to be late.
YOU: This isn't funny, turn around.
YOU: TURN AROUND.
JJ: Stop pounding on my door, it's distracting.
YOU: Oh, so you CAN hear me???
JJ: I need to keep looking at this file.
YOU: You can't look at that file on the jet?
JJ: typing
JJ: typing
JJ:
You watched through the glass window as JJ powered her phone off, she knew where you were and that you could see you, you groaned and turned around, you looked over at Elle, silently asking if she could pick the lock to her office but she shook her head.
"Does anyone else want to have a turn?" you joked, indicating to getting JJ out of her office, a chorus of "no thank you"'s could be heard and you just laughed it off.
YOU: We're going right now, your choice whether you come or not.
YOU: Bring the file if you want just get out here.
You looked up from your phone to hear the office unlocking and JJ coming behind you, you noticed that the file wasn't in her hand and you just assumed that she left it on her desk, which honestly you were thankful for.
The ride on the jet wasn't much better, you sat on the window seat, sitting opposite Luke and Emily, JJ sat next to you and was being very normal with you, which at this point you found yourself relaxed about.
It was early in the morning, around 6am so everyone found themselves sleeping apart from you and JJ, JJ was sitting upright with her knees pulled up and you were lying on them, you were facing the window "Hey baby?" JJ smiled playing with your hair, her  voice pulled you out of your thoughts, you looked up at her.
"Yeah?" you looked up at her and smiled softly.
"I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for the way I spoke to you today Tess, you didn't deserve that at all and I'm not expecting you to forgive me yet, or any time soon for that matter, I just need you to know how sorry I am" JJ looked at you her mouth fell softly agape, sorrow filling her eyes
Of all the things you expected from JJ, an apology was nowhere on the list, you didn't know how to react, she had never spoken to you like this, it was extremely out of character for her, you had been together for about 5 years, but never once did she ever make fun of you, especially out of anger or embarrassment.
"JJ, I need some time to think about this, okay? I think I forgive you but I don't know if I can get passed what you did to me today, it wasn't like you, it felt weird and It felt like..." you stopped abruptly, you weren't even sure what you were about to say would make sense, a small tear ran down your cheek, you quickly brushed it away, more harshly than you would like.
Her grip on your fingers tensed at your words, she needed you to forgive her, she needed you to stay with her, she needed you to not leave her.
"JJ.. JJ you're... JJ you're hurting me stop" her fingers gripped tighter around your arm.
"Jennifer" you shouted just a little louder than a whisper due to the fact that everyone was sleeping, you pushed yourself off of her "What was that?" you spoke in the same tone.
"What was what Tess?" JJ asked nonchalantly, almost as if she was fixed in a trance
"You're unbelievable" you scoffed "I'm making a coffee, excuse me" you slid past her, she held your waist as you slid through the middle of her and the table.
You stood at the coffee station sighing to yourself, thinking about that situation, it was ludicrous.
"You alright there?" Emily's voice made you snap back in to reality.
"Mhmm?" you questioned, your lips tightened and you tried to smile "mhmm why?" you repeated.
"Cause you've been stirring your coffee for about 10 minutes" you turned around to see Emily holding a coffee mug with coffee grinds in it waiting for the water and the splenda.
"Right, yeah sorry, guess I'm still tired"you tried to laugh it off, Emily laughed slightly too but she could see right through you.
She cleared her throat "Tess I don't mean to, you know, but if you ever need someone to talk to" she placed her coffee mug down, you doing the same at the same time "I'm always here for you, you know that" she placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, squeezing it to show that she genuinely meant it.
"I know" you smiled, reaching out to hug her tightly, she hugged you back with the same amount of affection, knowing you needed this, probably just as much as she did.
"Okay so it's late, I've booked us a hotel and we need to double up, sorry guys" JJ spoke, she tried her best to look apologetic but for some reason it faltered slightly "Emily, you're with Elle, Luke you're with Spencer, Hotch and Rossi, and Tess, you're with me"
Everyone agreed, walking up to the lift, Emily placed a hand reassuringly on your shoulder "whenever you need to talk, you have my number and I'm room number 349"
You smiled "I'm in 352"
The thing about Emily, is that you were probably the closest friends on the team, you more often than not saw her as a parental figure, your best friend and your sister all in one, it was special, but being that and a profiler, she didn't mean to do it, but she profiled you all the time, you couldn't say anything about it because you profiled her too, you figured that being in the BAU for so long, that it was only natural to do that.
You smiled at her again before walking to your room, it was around 11:30 and you just wanted to sleep, you slid in quietly, hoping to not wake up, you walked up to the bed to see JJ, cheating on you, they were just making out, you felt lightheaded, you were almost going to throw up before speaking up "Get out" you screamed, not caring out waking up people at moment "Jennifer get out" you walked up to her and the person she was cheating on you with, it was dim so you couldn't see the other person's face "Seriously, right now" you practically shoved her out of the door not even bothering to hand her her bag, you figured if she could find someone else that easily then surely they would have spare clothes and she could sleep in their room.
You sat on the chair, not even bothering to sit on the bed, when something caught your eye, the case file that JJ left behind, you leant over the chair to catch up on the most recent case, you flicked through it and you swore your heart almost gave out, there in black white was a case file with JJ's name on it,
Her name placed at the top, your eyes scanned the page to find out she was an unsub, not only was she an unsub but from this description, she was one of the world's best, she had gotten away with so many over the years and there you were, completely in the dark about this.
Slowly, your hands shaking and your breath uneven, you picked up your phone to make a call
"Emily, I need you"
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Well part 4 is long overdue. It’s been so so busy at work and honestly I was stuck for a while, but here it finally is! I hope you enjoy!
Pairings: Jake Kiszka X Danny Wagner **slash
Tags and warnings: 18+ ONLY!! Adult themes including: fear, anxiety, and jealousy, complicated partnerships, includes some Josh X oc, Sam finally appears, very little kissing (I know), male masturbation, dad Jake AU, uncle Danny AU
Word count: 4.4k
By the next Monday Jake strolled happily into work, ready to look over the profits and donations from Friday's event and make sure all the correct paperwork was done to start getting the money where it belonged.
“Hey” a quiet and familiar voice got Jake’s attention in the break room as he brewed a new pot of afternoon coffee.
Looking over he saw his colleague entering the break room as well. He said hi to her back as she opened the communal fridge and grabbed her lunch box out. “The concert was amazing, I heard everyone had a fantastic time”.
“That’s good to hear” Jake offered a soft smile as he filled his mug and leaned against the counter while his medical beverage cooled off.
“Did you have a good time?” She continued since she had taken a seat at the small round table and pulled out a bag of grapes to snack on.
It would be more awkward for them to both be in the small room together and not exchange pleasant conversation, so he answered her somewhat truthfully. He only hoped she wouldn’t bring up the surprise addition at the end, not having the heart to fully process that yet. “I did”, he sipped his coffee, debating how quickly he could excuse himself without coming off as an ass so he could get back to his work.
“That's good” she smiled, and Jake hoped he could make his break soon, but just before he could open his mouth she blurted out. “By the way, who was that guy you brought with you?”
Damn he missed his opening. “Oh, he’s sort of a friend of the family. I owed him one so…” he shrugged his shoulders casually and brought the mug back up to his lips so he wouldn’t have to say much more. The last thing he needed was rumors about his dating life spreading around the office.
“Is he single?”
Jake nearly choked on his coffee at her bold inquiry, causing her to blush.
“Sorry, he was just really cute. A few of the girls in the office have been talking about it all morning. His name was Danny right?”
So he’d introduced himself to a few of the office girls at the after party? It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to him. Danny had watched the door like a hawk waiting for Jake to join them after gathering himself in the restroom. Jake could see the concern still sharpening his eyes, so he pulled on a smile and started mingling with his guests like nothing was wrong. Eventually Danny loosened up again, his bright smile returning so he socialized himself while Jake fulfilled his duties as host.
They weren’t the last to leave, a group having volunteered to stay behind and help clean up so Jake could pick up Luna and get her home, but nearly all the guests were gone by then. Jake snagged the two pieces of cake he’d set aside earlier and Danny offered to hold them in the car while Jake drove back.
Both of them seemed to be pretty tired of talking after the little party as they sat in silence during the drive. At a red light though Jake stole a glance in Danny’s direction, eyes falling to his lap where he held the tiny plastic plates in each hand.
Jake’s mind immediately floated back to when Danny held his hand not even an hour before. Thinking back on it he couldn’t believe the reaction that simple touch hand gave him. If they hadn’t been interrupted by Jake being caught off guard would he have let Danny kiss him?
He brought one of his hands from the steering wheel to his mouth, pinching his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger. He tried to remember the last time he was even kissed- it was one of the first dates he’d been on since becoming single again. That’s right he’d walked her to the front door and she planted a kiss right on his lips, pulling away in embarrassment when he didn’t return it. It wasn’t that he didn’t like her, they had a good date actually and she was really interesting, but he just didn’t feel that way towards her. The failed kiss solidified that.
What if it was the same way with Danny?
When Jake got home and put Luna to bed he was frustrated. He was stuck between two feelings, one being uncertainty about trusting someone he still barely even knew, and the other being aggravation at himself for not just giving in. His heart couldn’t be hurt anymore than it already had, right?
Maybe not, but apparently he could still get jealous.
Jake found it unprofessional that his colleague was asking her boss if his guest last night was single. Sure she couldn’t have known it was supposed to be a date, but it still made Jake mad.
Saving him from having to answer her, and probably with some stiff remark about focusing on work instead of talking about boys like he was parenting her, Jake’s cell rang in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw it was Sam calling.
“Sorry, I have to take this”. He grabbed his mug and sped walked back to his office, shutting the door behind himself as he answered on the last ring. “What’s up Sammy?”
“Jake! Where are you? What are you doing right now?” He quickly bombarded him like whatever he had to call about was extremely important.
“I’m at work, why what’s going on?” He set his mug down on his desk, but stayed standing up to prepare him for whatever Sam was about to drop on him. Knowing him it could be anything, he just hoped he hadn’t been arrested again at the very least.
“I know how you feel about social media, but you need to get on the ‘gram now”.
Jake sighed, what could possibly be on Instagram that Sam had to call him in the middle of the work day? He switched his phone to speaker though and pulled up the app anyways. “Alright, what am I looking for?”
“Josh’s story!”
Jake hadn’t heard from Josh since his trip started a few days ago, but he wasn’t surprised to see he was still posting online as he clicked the little bubble and the video started playing. First it was Josh’s partner, trying to get the frame set up until Josh walked into the picture. It looked like they were at a balcony restaurant on the beach, Josh completely unaware of the phone recording as his partner got down on one knee in front of him.
“Jake? Did you find it?” Sam asked after a minute of silence.
“Shut up yes I’m watching it right now” Jake replied, covering the smile on his face as he watched his twin get proposed to miles away.
He had no idea, but it wasn’t like everyone in Josh’s circle wasn’t expecting it for some time now. Josh and his partner had been together for years, and although they always seemed content with the life they’d quietly built together, Jake could tell Josh always secretly desired more. Seems like his partner had seen the same thing in him.
“Have you talked to him yet?” Jake finally spoke once the two on the screen hugged and kissed and the video ended.
“No, not yet I called you first”.
“Okay hold on I’m adding him”. Jake switched back to the call screen and hit the add line button, Josh’s contact being the only favorite in his phone.
They waited silently until he picked up.
“Hello brothers!” Josh cheerfully answered.
“Congratulations!” Sam beat Jake to the punch, encouragement filling his over-excited voice. “Have you made plans already? When’s the big date? Color scheme? Oh! Do you have an officiant in mind yet because I can go online and-”
Josh’s laugh cut Sam off, “we’ve been making plans, though I had no idea the proposal was coming so soon. Thinking next spring so we still have a lot of time”.
“We’re proud of you Josh. This is amazing” Jake added, knowing Josh was sure to already have everything planned out in his head and the biggest obstacle was going to be figuring out how to make his vision come to life.
“Yeah it’s about time Josh, don’t know what took you guys so long”.
Josh forced out another chuckle that died off quickly, he knew Sam didn’t mean anything by it. How could he know the fear and anxiety surrounding being out and open, let alone declaring that on paper to a government that barely even supported you? “Well, it’s a good thing we’ve already had one wedding in the family. Don’t know how I’m going to top yours Jake” Josh steered the conversation elsewhere, more at the benefit of himself and less at the comfort of his twin.
“Oh I’m sure you will come up with something” Jake matched Josh’s forced chuckle. He was beyond happy for him, but he couldn’t shake the gnawing in his gut as he remembered his own wedding day. How nervous he was, but Josh was right there by his side, his best man, holding his hand until he turned around and saw the most beautiful bride he’d ever laid eyes on. Now he’d have the opportunity to do the same.
It felt like such a distant memory, so much had changed in him between now and that lovestruck boy in the past. Marrying young hadn’t bothered him, but it had speedrolled his life. Wife, kid, house, job, it all came one after another and now here he was years later, alone. The sacrifices he’d made to be here, he’d make them again in a heartbeat, but he was slowly starting to realize how much he’d missed out on.
“Thanks for calling guys, but I’ve got a fiancé waiting for me in our room” Josh spoke again. “Wow, I really like the way that sounds, fiancé”.
“Go get em!” Sam hollered back.
They said their goodbyes and each hung up one by one. Jake stared at his phone screen, now blank and reflecting his face back to him in the black.
He knew how much this meant to Josh, it was something Jake had once taken for granted. If there was anything life had taught him it was that you couldn’t take things for granted. And if there was anything Josh had taught him it was that sometimes, despite your fear, you had to take matters into your own hands and fight for what makes you happy.
There was no real way of knowing how it would all turn out, but maybe a simple leap of faith is what Jake needed to feel happiness again, and when he pondered what the one thing was that might possibly make him happy the first thought he had was Danny.
Jake unlocked his phone again and opened the text thread he’d yet to delete, because he hadn’t the nerve to save the contact yet.
Hi
12:58PM
He didn’t expect to get anything back quickly, especially in the middle of the day, so he set his phone face down on his desk and tried to ignore it as he got to work. Within half an hour it was buzzing against the polished wood and Jake was snatching it up to check the notification.
Hi
1:25PM
Do what do I owe this pleasure?
1:26PM
I was just thinking about the other night
Wanted to apologize for our date being a bust
1:28PM
I don’t think it was
but I’m glad you were thinking about it
1:28PM
Jake smiled at his phone, he knew it was ludicrous to think Danny hadn’t reached out to him since then because he’d had a bad time. In all reality Danny had just been giving him the space he thought he needed, the space Jake had been drowning in.
I accept your apology though
Make it up to me? Dinner tonight?
1:29PM
Tonight? I’ll have to find a sitter
1:29PM
Bring Luna over here
Im watching Emma tonight
1:30PM
He thought for a moment, worried about being invited over to Danny’s sister’s house without her being there. Then he stopped himself, this was exactly the thinking that kept him from exploring this part of himself that was desperately trying to break free of the confines he’d created.
Ok. We will come over after homework
1:35PM
Great! See you then
1:36PM
“Daddy, how did you get so good at reading?” Luna asks as she traced the letters over her sight word while Jake finished sending off some last minute emails for the day.
“It takes a lot of practice darling” Jake replied, looking up from his phone with a gentle smile. “That’s why you have to do your homework”.
“But what if I don’t like reading?” She frowned, picking up another colored pencil and frustratedly scribbling on the page.
“Well, some people don’t” he stuffed his phone back into his pocket and crouched down at her tiny table. “Some people love reading though. You just have to find what you like to read”.
“What do you mean?” She was intrigued now, abandoning the homework now that she had his attention, which was almost done anyways.
“There’s all sorts of things to read out there. It’s called genres. There’s romance stories about love, scary stories about ghosts and monsters, nonfiction about history and science, but most fun of all there’s fantasy”.
“What is fantasy daddy?” Without even knowing she seemed excited, like the prospect of learning to read was suddenly more fun and interesting.
“Fantasy is anything you want it to be sweetheart. It’s princes and princesses, witches and wizards. When you’re reading you travel to other worlds, different times, anything is possible as long as you can imagine it with your mind”. He poked her forehead, causing her to giggle. “Now, are you ready?”
She perked up, having been kept in the dark about the plans Jake made earlier for tonight, otherwise there’s no way he would have gotten her to focus on the half of her homework she did do. “For what!”
“We’re going to eat dinner at Emma’s house. Is that okay with you?”
“Yay!” She jumped out of her chair, running back into her room to grab her shoes. When she returned she had a book with her, holding it up in question. “Can I bring this to Emma’s house? I want to practice reading with her”.
“Of course. Do you want me to carry it for you?”
“No, I got it” with her Dad’s approval she marched off towards the front door, ready to make the familiar trip to the house just a couple of blocks over.
When they reached the house, Jake collected himself as he stepped onto the porch. With one hand he held the book, having taken over carrying it not even halfway through the walk, the other coming up to knock hard enough those inside could hear.
After a few moments of waiting, Danny answered the door with Emma right at his side.
“Luna! Uncle Danny is making spaghetti!” She excitedly grabbed her friend's hand and tugged her inside, the two adults chuckling at their enthusiasm.
“Do you like spaghetti?” Danny asked as he stepped aside and let Jake in. Jake nodded, suddenly feeling insecure about being here again. He’d been over at this house more than a dozen times, had plenty of dinners and parties and barbecues, but this was the only time he’d ever been over without Emma’s parents here. It was also the first time, besides the two children that ran circles around their feet in the kitchen until they were being sat at the dinner table, he’d be alone with Danny since the chance encounter at the auto shop.
“This is our mom’s recipe” Danny mentioned once they were all sitting down and enjoying the dinner he’d made. “Don’t really know how to make much else”.
“It’s delicious” Jake replied, using the napkin to wipe his mouth after one embarrassing large bite. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until he smelled the tomato based sauce simmering on the stove. “I didn’t really know how to cook either. But you know once you’re a hot single dad you kind of have to figure that stuff out”.
Danny nearly choked on a noodle, not expecting Jake to unexpectedly turn his previous words back on him like that, especially not around the kids who were in their own little world at the other end of the table. “I like cooking now. Gives me a way to be creative again”.
“Is Luna not picky?” Danny pretended like he was unphased and continued the conversation. “Emma is the pickiest eater. I’m surprised she’s even eating this right now”.
“I think it’s because you made it. She’s infatuated with you, talks about Uncle Danny every time I see her”.
Danny swallowed hard again, he didn’t know he was so popular. “I hope she didn’t say anything about me falling out of the tree last week”.
Jake chuckled, what was his tall ass doing in a tree? “No, she didn’t, but I kind of want to see this tree now”.
“You can after dinner. It’s in the backyard”.
They smiled at each other as they worked towards finishing their meal, listening as the girls shared the best part of school today.
“Alright, who wants popsicles?” Danny asked, raising his eyebrows at Jake like he’d even be able to tell his daughter no after they’d already been offered. Jake nodded and Danny let them pick the flavor they wanted before he led them outside into the grass so they wouldn’t have to clean up colorful sticky drops all over the house.
“Alright, come on I have something else I want to show you” Danny grabbed Jake’s hand and tugged him away from the tree he’d fallen out of while trying to hang a swing for Emma. Jake glanced back, making sure the girls were still playing in the small plastic house tucked in the corner of the large yard, then back ahead to see where Danny was leading them.
“Been working on this for a while now, thing was in pieces when I got it”. Danny opened the doors to the shed and inside was a motorcycle sitting on a stand, halfway between looking old and rusted and glossy new black.
“Umm, it’s still in pieces” Jake chuckled as he stepped further inside to get a better look.
“Is not!” Danny corrected him, “I just have the body panels off the frame so I can refinish them. Should be done by the end of the week”.
“Is that so?” Jake ran his fingers against the metal frame, imagining how it must vibrate when the two wheeled vehicle roared to life.
“You’ve ridden before?”
“What? No” Jake pulled his hand away shyly, looking back over to Danny who watched him closely.
“Well, maybe this weekend I can give you a ride?”
Jake’s eyes grew wide, a nervous smile spreading in an attempt to hide his apprehension. “Oh I don’t think so. Who knows what my neighbors would think if they saw me taking off on the back of a motorcycle with some guy…”
He trailed off as Danny approached him with a purposeful look in his eye. Taking Jake’s hand into his again, he brought it to his lips to softly kiss at his knuckles. “What does it matter what they think? And you wouldn’t be on the back of a motorcycle with some guy, it’d be me”.
Jake opened and closed his mouth a few times, but nothing came out. He wanted to joke around, say something like well that’s comforting but the truth was the idea of being pressed up against Danny’s back like that made his mind spin, and watching Danny’s lips brush against the back of his hand was not helping his train of thought.
“Ok, so no ride. I still want to see you this weekend”. Danny noticed the way Jake’s focus shifted to his mouth and he swore he could even see Jake’s tongue dart out to wet his own lips. “Really I want to see you all the time, but I can be patient”.
Jake sucked in a shuddering breath, his heart speeding as he processed the words coming from this ruggedly handsome, yet ever so gentle man before him. “Yeah, I’d like that. This weekend?”
“Jake?” Danny’s brows furrowed, making the beating in Jake’s chest palpitate. “Can I kiss you?”
Frozen in place, Jake waited on baited breath as Danny let one hand go and slid his fingers against his neck, weaving them into the tresses of hair at the back of Jake’s head so tightly it pulled at the scalp, but that only caused Jake to tilt his head back and let his eyes flutter closed.
Breath came first as Danny moved to close the gap between them, but before their lips could connect a cry came from the backyard. They both snapped to attention, running over to where the girls had been playing and seeing Luna had fallen and skid her knee.
“Are you okay?” Jake asked as he helped her up.
“Yeah” she sniffled, wiping her tears from her cheeks as she got over the initial shock of the injury.
Emma clung onto Danny’s leg, scared that she may have hurt her friend since she was pushing her in the swing.
“Come on, why don’t we show Luna where our band aids are?” Danny bent at the waist and scooped up his niece, carrying her inside as Jake followed with his little one.
“Oh I can do that” Jake tried to squeeze himself into the small bathroom that was filled with small human sized towels and a mermaid shower curtain. Danny set Emma down on the stool used to reach the sink and called Luna over to sit on the toilet as he pulled out a box of unicorn bandaids.
“Do you like unicorns?” Danny asked, Luna being shy and still a little upset, but she looked at the images on the box and nodded her head. “Ok, first we have to clean this up then we can put one of these on, okay?”
He had Emma help him wet a wash cloth from the cupboard and he gently dabbed the small amount of blood off before applying a thin layer of antibacterial ointment.
“Do you want to tell Luna you’re sorry and help her with the bandaid?”
Jake watched the entire time from the doorway, impressed with how easily Danny managed to console them both. “I’m sorry Luna” Emma apologized and Danny helped her peel off the backing of the adhesive before she easily stuck it to the hurt knee.
“It’s okay, it was an accident. I wanted to jump off the swing anyways” Luna finally smiled again, hopping off the toilet without any issues.
“Alright, are you ready to head home? I think it’s about time we got ready for bed” Jake asked as he took her hand again and started to lead her towards the front door.
“Wait, I left my book!” Emma exclaimed, turning around in his grip to run off towards the dining room.
“I’m sorry” Danny spoke quickly while he still had a moment with Jake. “I was distracting you and Luna got hurt”. He looked genuinely upset, but Jake wasn’t bothered by it at all.
With all the courage he had in his body, Jake placed a hand against Danny’s upper arm and leaned over to press a quick kiss to the corner of Danny’s mouth. Before Danny could even register what was happening Jake was stepping away and Luna was returning. “It’s okay, kids get hurt. She’s fine though, right princess?”
“Yeah, I’m fine” she assured them both, waving goodbye to Emma who had just re-emerged from the bathroom.
“I’ll see you later then?”
Danny felt like pulling Jake back against him, wrapping his arms tightly around his shoulders and kissing him to pieces, but he held himself back. Maybe when they did see each other again he could manage to get him alone once more, and he could satisfy a bit of that craving. “Can’t wait”.
Jake was feeling just as tired as any other Monday when they got back home and Luna bathed and settled in bed. After a quick shower himself he laid down underneath his own covers, trying to go to sleep despite the rushing thoughts he had in his mind.
He kissed Danny. Well not really, more like pecked him on the cheek just a little closer to his mouth than a regular friend would. With his eyes closed he played over the scene in the shed over and over in his head, each time imagining in a different way how Danny would have kissed him.
Would he have delicately graced his lips across his the same way he tenderly held his hand? Or would he have vigorously taken command of them the way he gripped him by the hair?
It started to grow unbearably hot underneath in his sheets as Jake couldn’t rid himself of the fantasy of Danny kissing him until he frustratedly threw the covers off and reached his hand down and slipped his finger beneath his waistband. Once he took himself in his grip he stroked a few times before realizing how turned on he actually was. Using his other hand he tugged his sleeping pants down past his fist so he could get a better angle and speed, closing his eyes again as he panted softly.
When was the last time he’d touched himself like this? Couldn’t have been that long ago, but as the desperation grew with each haphazard flick of his wrist he knew something was different this time. He wasn’t just touching himself, but he was imagining he was reaching the edge at the hands of someone else.
Stuck in his fantasy, Jake brought his free hand up to his head, raking his fingers through his hair at the crown and tightened both his grips. He stifled a moan as he came, letting his hand come to rest on his heaving chest. He’d need to process that at some point, but it certainly wasn’t going to be tonight as he padded off into his bathroom to quickly clean himself up then tucked himself back into bed, finally able to sleep.
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teelguy · 1 year
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what if bionicle but dating sim?
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clownsuu · 9 months
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Also I stole this ask just so I can post this fuggin weirdo I made smhh (I raise from the dead just to post an oc again LMAOAOAOAO)
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Hopefully this will be my last one in a long while I can live with 7 fuggin wh characters HHFHFUDJSNKSSJ- well- technically 8 if you include Betsy-
But to keep it (somewhat) short and sweet- my loser- a ye ol Milkman- Zachary Milksop (chronically lactose intolerant) and Betsy (a lil mascot moo sentient puppet)
Another character made almost spur in the moment again (like Mari) though thankfully not another bUG, but just some average human smhh. He’s a really simple guy, a loser, is as interesting as normal milk— he’s just the ye ol milkman who delivers you that gud shid smhh— enjoyer of the finer things in life (lunchables). A lil flirty and charming (in possibly the cringiest way possible) however he doesn’t really seem to pick up anyone besides the local cows that constantly harass him (and eats his pants). He enjoys watching them though, from v e r y m u c h afar——
hes just kinda, “that guy”
Also Betsy- a very sweet woman! She always greets everyone and has the friendliest extroverted personality ever! Always the type to bring (albeit tiny) gifts for her favorite neighbors and always leads when talking to anyone. Not like she would allow Zach to say anything anyway, she hates his polyester guts (and only him smhh)
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mintymx · 2 years
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A Zoro lingers nearby
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mikhardwheat · 1 year
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Theo: you want to hit this so badly Stiles: who let you in the house?? Theo: come on, just admit it Theo: do you like it when I bend o-
Mason: this doesn't bother you? Liam, who zoned out 10 minutes ago: what Mason: him flirting with Stiles? Liam: why would it bother me Scott: you two are dating
Liam looks over where Theo is actively fluttering his lashes on Stiles, who is expressing all variations of pure disgust at the same time.
Liam, turning away: are we? Mason, with a nod: you are Liam, shaking his head: I have a better taste Mason: you really don't
Liam looks over again. Theo's grin is so annoying. It's now imprinted on his eyelids.
Liam: I really don't
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woolandcoffee · 2 months
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Hozier was amazing. His voice is so rich and resonant in person, it was such a joy to listen to. And when he played Cherry Wine, he managed to make it feel like an intimate bar show instead of a packed amphitheater. Absolutely incredible to see live.
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clownattack · 5 months
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Whenever i am told thangs abt the leech i just go. What an embarrassing person gosh
#iykyk#god damn#The stupidest and most oblivious person ive ever came in relatively close contact with /gen. With several ppl who know them irl agreeing#i kind of feel bad they dont even realize this but not gonna bother myself with it its just me going damn#unfortunate#apparently they are under impression im a lurker. one of their MANY projections but possibly the funniest/most pathetic one#i literally did not see their blog/crs blog since waaay back when we were still getting along#i have 0 reason to go in their spaces#last ive heard they were obsessively going thru tags on my posts day in and out#at work out of work#that makes ONE lurker in all this haha even crink knew to stop at some point LMAO#literally all i know is from ppl telling me soz m8#osmosis#just. the fact they believe ppl care enough to lurk on them is really funny in a sad way#ive been told they are paranoid abt one of their followers or something?#theyre nobody i know but stay paranoid ig#the assumption ppl would care enough#i was chortling while having old pellets read out for me#i would have to be insane to care abt what someone like that says#by which i mean an undiagnosed unmanaged shut in#quote /the universe hates them/#definitely nothing to do with them being a mess#fitting that they have an alter ego/sona that is just their bad traits concentrated#like yeah. why are we even upset LMAO#projection town on their end allllllll the way it just screams /unwell and out of the loop/#they dont know... ajajaj...#night was not happy abt that post no surprise there#YES they are enabling infidelity yes they are inserting themself. was supposed to stay in the house a few months and now. poor night jfc#nine months to go is too long#im so glad she told them
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