#spectrum kara

[randomedgy]

I'm so hyper fixating with Kyou Kara Maou that i spended half of the night and battery energy making this meme, i thought i would have time to write some fanfic or draw something later but this took some work and time. I also interpret Murata in the bisexual spectrum independent of him being transgender or cis, but we know he works so much as trans allegory, I like to interpret him in the gender fluid spectrum, i also interpret gender fluid Josak. If you don't interpret Gisela as lesbian then take the second image.

Anyway, this is the Kyou Kara Maou Tumblr post for today. Their headcanon identities order even got in the LGBT+ acronym order, unless you count even being in a ska band as a queer identity in the middle hahahahaha!

[seasaltmemories]

Time for me to pull out my fave 3 x 3 meme

[nonmahogany]

characters i think are arospec bc i said so

Kara Danvers (CW Supergirl)

Adrien Agreste (Miraculous Ladybug)

Temperance Bones Brennan (Bones)

Korra (Legend of Korra)

Carmen Sandiego (Carmen Sandiego)

Beatrice (Warrior Nun)

Roxie Richter (Scott Pilgrim Takes Off)

Sucy (Little Witch Academia)

Steven & Connie (Steven Universe)

Adora (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)

Eda (The Owl House)

yes most of these are aroallo and yes most of them are bc They're Just Like Me For Real and that's why i say so

[thedarktowerdames]

Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

[fazedlight]

Venture (a continuation of Ferrari)

“There’s some steel under that Kansas wheat,” Lena smirked.

Kara glanced nervously at Kal, only to note that Lena’s eyes landed on her soon after. How much do you know?, Kara thought, watching as Lena turned in her chair to glance out onto the city, explaining her orphaned background. It was a strange and disconcerting interview, leaving both Kal and Kara uncertain as to what to do next.

Kara didn’t expect to see Lena again later that day - saving her, this time, instead of grilling her (or destroying another luxury vehicle). Wherever Lena fell on the morality spectrum, she was clearly not the one behind the Venture’s explosion. She was a target.

Soon after, Corben would be shot, Kal would write a favorable article about the Luthor, and Kara would once again affirm to herself to keep an open mind. “I didn’t see your name on the byline,” Lena said, eyes almost sparkling at the suggestion. Kara smiled back, and immediately after marched into Cat’s office.

But the real surprise came when Kara got home.

A private courier came to her door, carrying a simple brown envelope. “Kara Danvers?” the young man asked, receiving a nod and a signature from Kara before scurrying off for his next assignment. Kara frowned, closing the door before tearing at the envelope. This is from Lena Luthor?

Her eyes widened at the contents. A Ferrari order slip, complete with an address in Italy and written permission for Supergirl to carry the car away. A location on a private rooftop parking garage in National City, to deliver the vehicle to. “Whenever is most convenient for you,” Lena’s handwritten note said.

She knows who I am, Kara thought, glancing up with wide eyes, before looking back down, rereading the note. How…

Well, Kara had a task.

She found herself taking off early the next morning for Maranello, soon finding herself carrying off a platinum convertible, identical to the one she had destroyed. Her fingers itched at the container, hoping that Lena would be there when she landed with the car.

Kara hadn’t expected the tight leather tank top wrapped perfectly around Lena’s body, causing Kara to momentarily drop the cargo while she desperately remembered how not to swallow her own tongue. Luckily, she had been able to catch the crate before it crashed through the roof of LCorp Tower. She placed the crate down softly on the parking lot, landing beside it. “Miss Luthor,” Kara said.

“Thank you,” Lena replied, glancing appreciatively at the car.

“How did you know?” Kara asked. How did you know who I was?

Lena quirked a brow. “Those glasses do nothing for you, Supergirl.”

Kara watched as the other woman took steps towards her, as she tugged her coat closed against the cool morning air (or perhaps to prevent Kara from being further distracted). Lena paused a couple feet away, opened her mouth as thought to speak, but hesitated - mouth closing again in a thoughtful frown.

“Are you alright?” Kara asked.

“Yes,” Lena responded, “Just- thinking about us. I don’t want to scare you.”

Scare me?, Kara thought. The note had certainly made her feel… uneasy. But Kara knew that Lena had given a critical card away in letting Kara know she knew her identity. It was a gesture of goodwill, not a threat. “I think I can take you,” Kara tried to joke.

Supersenses are a funny thing. Kara could easily detect the slight dilation of interest in Lena’s pupils, the small uptick in heartbeat. “I certainly wouldn’t mind,” Lena said breezily, resulting in heat burning on Kara’s face at what exactly that meant.

But Lena moved on. “The bigger issue is that I have kryptonite,” Lena said, “Lex’s kryptonite.”

“Kryptonite?!”

“I would never use it against you,” Lena said, “Or- well-”

“Or?” Kara asked. Or?! “You want me to believe you’re the good Luthor, who also wants to use kryptonite on me?”

“Yes,” Lena said, “For good reason.”

Kara’s brow crinkled. This is insane.

“I’m part of an old money family. A circle that receives… certain invitations,” Lena said, “To certain kinds of entertainment.”

“Entertainment?”

Lena bit nervously at her lip, watching Kara with concerned eyes. Kara found herself shifting on her feet, tilting her head in thought, trying to convey an openness that she wasn’t entirely sure she was feeling.

But it was enough for Lena. “How would you like to take down an alien fight club?”

----

Continued in Fight Club.

[biblomaniac]

Supercorp headcanon:

Lena gives Kara extravagant gifts not because she’s rich and money is no obstacle, but because that the only way she knows how to show that she cares.

Lena grew up and a largely loveless home. Any gifts she received were most likely only for show, or had a practical purpose. When she was young, Lena learned that people wanted her for three things: her body, her name, or her money. Buying expensive gifts for fake friends and temporary dalliances became the only way she could express even the simplest of gratitudes.

When she meets Kara, she keeps up the practice. An office full of flowers for a positive article and a company to keep Kara happy and employed are only the ends of an extreme spectrum. Lena would give Kara just about anything to keep her happy, although Kara doesn’t ask for anything but Lena’s time.

By profligate present #50, Kara has to put her foot down about the amount of gifts the brunette gives.

“What do you mean you don’t want it? I can exchange it for something better.”

“No, Lena. It’s lovely, but I just can’t accept it.”

“I don’t understand. Why don’t you want it? Is it not good enough?”

“Lena,” Kara can hardly explain before Lena is on her phone ordering an upgraded model in three different colors.

“They have red, blue, yellow, green, purple… Y’know what? I’ll get the first three and we can go from there.”

Kara uses a small burst of SuperSpeed to grab the phone from Lena’s hand before she can press ‘order’.

“Lena, there is nothing wrong with it! I can’t accept it because you have given me too many gifts already. I appreciate them, you know I do, but it’s just too much. I don’t need you to buy me gifts to make me spend time with you. I just need you, Lena.”

Lena is stunned for a moment before she drops her head to hide quivering lips. When she looks up, her green eyes are misty. Kara wraps Lena in a hug before any tears can fall. A few minutes later, when Kara thinks Lena has calmed down enough to speak without crying, she pulls away enough to see Lena’s face while they talk.

“Lena, what’s wrong?”

Lena keeps her eyes pointed to the floor, feeling ashamed at her outburst. Kara’s right hand grasps Lena’s chin just enough to tilt her head up.

“Look at me, baby. You don’t have to be embarrassed. Tell me what’s wrong.”

In a voice meeker than Kara has ever heard from the strong, outspoken woman, Lena admits:

“I just… no one has said they wanted me for me. Any relationship I’ve ever had has been transactional. I don’t… I don’t know how to show you I care without giving you things. You mean everythi—a lot, to me Kara.”

Lena almost lets the extent of her feelings slip, but she isn’t so far gone as to get entirely loose lipped. Kara wants so badly to scoop Lena up and just wrap her in comfort, but she doesn’t want to overshadow the initial matter at hand. She decides unfiltered honesty is the first course of action, then the comfort can commence.

“Lena, I LOVE you. I don’t need the gifts, or your money, or anything like that. If you never bought me another present, I would still care as much for you as I do right now,” Kara leans down slowly, pressing her forehead against Lena’s.

Lena gazes up at Kara, eyes watery and searching. Kara never breaks eyes contact, content to hold Lena’s gaze until she finds what she is searching for. It feels like ages have passed when Lena finally replies, and even then, Kara doesn’t think she would’ve been able to hear the CEO if not for her SuperHearing.

“I…I love you, Kara. Not as a friend, but as more. I wanted to show you how much you meant to me, in hopes that you would want more. I was too afraid to say anything; too afraid of you deciding that one day, you couldn’t handle being friends with me anymore. I don’t think I could take it if you rejected me, Kara. I—“

The blonde cuts her off with a kiss. It doesn’t feel earth shattering or like an explosion of fireworks. It feels like coming home. Lena squeals, wrapping her arms around Kara’s neck when the reporter reaches down just far enough to grasp Lena by the back of her legs and lift her enough to comfortably hold Lena against herself.

With beaming smiles, they separate their lips but remain pressed against each other.

Emboldened by their newfound comfort, Kara presses kiss after kiss to Lena’s face. Lena giggles, squirming away as much as she can while held aloft by Kara.

“If I knew all I had to do to get you to kiss me was stop accepting your gifts, I would have put an end to this when you bought me that ridiculously expensive coffeemaker that I never figured out how to use.”

“Kara!”

[deepcoraldragon]

Ccs publicly supporting Tommy & Tubbo and/or against Dream: a condensed list

A few days ago, I started a masterlist compiling every content creator (and other notable figures in the community) that I could find who reacted to the Dream-calls-inniters-the-r-slur-and-subsequent-crashout incident.

But since I updated the list in real time as new people reacted, and since I tried to include at least one (1) screenshot per person, it got messy and very long to scroll through. So here’s the organized, clean, final-ish version

Note 1: Take the categories with a grain of salt because I had to sort A Lot of different reactions from different contexts in like… less than 10 boxes. Which I failed at, by the way, there's 12. The "against Dream" category in particular has a big spectrum from jokey to serious. To know what people specifically said, refer to the other list, it has screenshots for almost everyone, or message me.

Note 2: this is wayyy more ccs than I could reasonably keep tabs on, so keep in mind people might've discussed the situation more than I was aware of, or generally could be in a different category. Also, reminder that this is only about what they said/did publicly from January 10th to 20th. Here goes

Directly and specifically discussed the situation

Tubbo (duh)

Sneegsnag

Ludwig

Robbo

AverageHarry

Purpled

Jack

In support of T&T and against Dream

MaxGGs

Aimsey

Bitzel

Dean Withers

Snifferish

Kara Corvus (I think)

Seapeekay

Jameskii

SophieTexas

ConnorEatsPants

Molly (melinks)

Yammy

Scott Smajor

Mysticat

CoyPiso

Pokimane

Kaceytron

Nan_dre

Pangi

ItsZoil

Raegan Revord, aka SettingSunset

Shayy

Jonnayy

In support of T&T

Philza

Shelby Shubble

RosannaPansino

James Marriott

WadZee

Étoiles

JojoSolos

Izethetic

Billzo

Roscumber (to aimsey)

MythicalSausage (to aimsey)

Daniel Howell

Phil Lester

BBNO$

Spoke against Dream (critics, jokes, etc.)

Ranboo

Kwite

Krinios

Its_blarg

Michael McChill

tapL

a6d

Mithzan

KyleEff

CG5

Martyn Inthelittlewood

Camman18

MunchingBrotato

BoomerNA

Valkyrae

Saltydkdan

Winner of the idgaf war

Quackity

Joked about the situation

Roier

Deadlox

CaptainPuffy

Possibly Crumb

Derivakat promoted her music does that count?

Ba Sing Se update

The rat bot

Santa decides

Reaction videos

Adam McIntyre

Louis McClung

Omni

PyroLIVE

Ludwig’s ex-roommates and co-podcasters

Neutral / unclear / staying out of it

Welsknight

xBCrafted

HannahRose

Vikkstar

Badboyhalo

Soupforeloise

Unfollowed Dream

Joel smallishbeans

Jimmy (solidaritygaming)

CubFan

Lizzie (LDShadowlady)

Editors & co.

Larry (talentlacking)

Yahiamice

Lettucesandwich

ArchieMcW

PepsB

Connor (ne0neclipse)

NoGoodDavis

Connie (luvconnies)

Hunter-hhhh

Alyssa

Animagician

Vinni2003

Lily (spxcelily)

Kit (reinfalllz)

VC-david (VCTF_)

Rudy (Rudylmaolive)

Lurkers

Antfrost

Freddy Badlinu

Guqqie

Aypierre

EvanMcGaming

Kristin

Niki Nihachu (probably)

Jonnay

Fundy

VelvetIsCake

Sapnap

Im a Squid Kid

Captainsparklez

Fitmc

Firebreathman

Lee_500

CaptainPuffy

Bekyamon

Crumb cuptoast

Oli TheOrionSound

Owengejuicetv

Ollie Highkeyhateme

Krowfang

Michela

YoItsGold

Spideyarmy

Apokuna

Prezoh

[and several more people]

Not ccs

Sarah Simons (Tommy’s mom)

Aby Manifold (Jack’s dad)

Andi (andivmg, Punz’s ex)

Hannah (25hamjam, Sneeg’s wife)

I know I made the list but Wow that is a lot of people

Hopefully I didn't misspell anyone's name but at this point... This already took way too long. Thanks again to the people who sent me tips and insider info!

Once again, full post is here, hope you enjoyed, bye!

[jesncin]

Hi, I did an ask a while back, and I don't think I got the point across that I was trying to (which is my fault, I wasn't sure how to explain it so it ended up being convoluted). I was not asking about which name suited Clark/Superman/Kal-El best (all the names are his and are true to him). I was asking about his personality. What is your Clark's personality like?

I'm asking because depending on what media you consume Clark can either be super outgoing, fun, bold, and closer to what we associate with Superman's personality (like in Birthright). Or he can be dorky, awkward, shy, which tends to be more associated with Clark Kent Daily Planet reporter (like in MAWS). Obviously Superman and Clark are one in the same (and these personality traits can coexist), but he presents himself differently depending on who is watching.

So my ask is basically who is your Clark Kent when nobody is watching?

Ah okay! The use of all the different names was confusing haha. So here's another go! I know the spectrum of his personhood as Clark Kent goes from "himbo -> bumbling reporter -> mild-mannered reporter" I prefer "mild-mannered reporter" for the same reasons most modern versions gravitate towards that characterization: to show that while Clark is soft-hearted he's still an exceptional reporter. Himbo characterizations (like MAWS) tend to go overboard to the point of incompetence. Unless it's for comedy, I think that's antithetical to "immigrant trying to assimilate by being a model minority" part of his identity and it also flanderizes him.

But if I had to thoroughly answer "who is Clark Kent when nobody is watching?" I would say: that's one of Clark's perpetual internal struggles that he doesn't have an answer to either. If we whittled down who Clark feels most comfortable with right down to his adoptive parents:

There are times Clark puts on a face for them too. And that makes sense, they might be his parents but they're still human- so there's a distance between them. When he's constantly anticipating how others perceive him, it's hard to know what's fabricated and what's real about himself anymore. Especially when he has no other Kryptonians to look to as reference outside of archives. And even with Kara coming around eventually, they don't share the exact same diaspora experience.

I think it's the questions a lot of diaspora ask themselves "who would I be if I didn't have to worry about what others think?" and "is that version of me even possible when I'll always be subject to others' perceptions of me?"

Under all that code-switching, assimilation, model minority over-achieving, and making himself less threatening, who is Superman? He doesn't know either, and I personally like stories where he comes to peace with that. To be okay with making it up as he goes.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

I don’t think this fandom really considers the nature of solar lamps, or even solar bombs, in relation to Kara. It’s not just about light. Artificial light alone wouldn’t charge her; it’s the radiation that matters.

The sun emits a very specific spectrum of radiation, which is what powers her. In 2025, Chinese scientists managed to sustain their "artificial sun" for impressive 1,066 seconds. That’s fusion, real star-like energy.

Not even 18 minutes.

This is what Lena created for Kara. Not just a lamp. Not just artificial light. She literally recreated the Sun.

Excellent point! Sorry I didn't get to it sooner! Lena is amazing, and I wish we got to see her developing and designing the device. Seeing her vent her frustrations into it, infusing it with her hope and her *need* to get Kara back. Mm-m-mmmm..... delicious.

[nitewrighter]

I think if there's one thing reading older comics is teaching me, is that, yes reading critically is obviously very important, but also, so is a bit of contextual compassion and good faith, being able to take in the changes over the years as a broad spectrum.

I dunno like I love "more alien" designs for Kryptonians as much as the next guy, but I just had a comment on my AO3 that's like, "Kryptonians aren't even mammals, they shouldn't have sexual dimorphism like this" and I've just kind of been rolling with the idea that Kryptonians are Essentially People But With Cool Yellow Sun-Activated Software for months now and I'm just kind of stuck like... "Do you even enjoy Superman comics??? Like you're reading comics and you're literally getting pissed that Kara has tits like--"

[eqt-95]

a new kind of romance, pt 3

part 1 | s'mores s'mores part 2 | purple purple

👗 zippers

“Kara?”

“Yep?” Kara called over her shoulder, one hand placing the kettle in its cradle and the other fiddling with the top button of her shirt. It was late. Far too late to still be dressed in formal wear but that didn’t stop Kara from accepting Lena’s post-gala offer of tea, blankets, and a documentary. 

Plus Lena promised snacks.

“Can you come here?”

And, really, Kara should have known.

Because Lena’s voice was coming from the bedroom.

Strike that. Because Lena’s voice was coming from the closet of the bedroom. 

So, really, she should have been prepared to turn the corner and come face-to-face with the exposed patch of alabaster skin where a plum evening gown had been sitting snugly over shoulders and back moments before.

And Kara had never before loved the spectrum of purples as much as she did seeing it hang off Lena in that moment (and that included the burgundy-clad legs she’d felt wrapped around her a few short days earlier). She loved it so much her mouth fell ajar, eyes expanded to the size of small planets, and heart jumped straight into her throat.

“I think it’s stuck. Would you-?”

And because Kara’s brain was having a brown out, it took Lena yanking at the half-drawn zipper for Kara to register the very simple request.

Because it was, fundamentally, a very - very - simple request.

Because of course Kara could unstick a tiny little zipper. She was Supergirl, after all. And Supergirl could definitely - definitely - handle this itty bitty tiny late-night conundrum. 

Definitely.

Except Kara’s nod came out strained and legs stumbled all leaden-like and when she tried to swallow it felt like a desert and then she wondered if maybe they should have a cup of tea first because if she was parched then Lena might definitely be thirsty but Lena was looking at her reflection in the mirror with an expression that might as well have been kryptonite because only that could explain the tremble of her own fingers trying desperately to maneuver their grip onto the world’s tiniest pull tab without intentionally - accidentally - brushing the porcelain skin that Kara so desperately - respectfully - wanted to touch and maybe that’s why the sharp whistle from the kettle made her jump and fingers pull, and the tear that followed sent Kara blushing and rambling apologies in broken english and kryptonese because wow now there was like, just so much skin.

“Well, that’s definitely one solution,” Lena laughed, her rosy cheeks a pale challenge to the flush red that engulfed Kara.

“Oh, oh zhao, uh, uhm, R-Rao I mean, oh I’m so sorry-” Kara rambled, stumbling backwards and running into a rack of Lena’s business suits which, timely as they were, all came tumbling down on top of Kara. “Oh golly-”

“It’s really no problem,” Lena laughed, taking the whole catastrophe in stride because of course she would and of course Kara would make it a mess and turn blubbering and foolish and-

“But it was so nice,” Kara continued from beneath an avalanche of clothes. “and you looked so nice and pretty and now-”

“Darling, watch out for the-

“-now it’s all, oh, oh shoot,” because another rod of clothes caved to Kara’s desperate floundering and efforts to avert her gaze from glimpsing - gawking - at the porcelain surface that surely - surely - belonged captured in marble and displayed for all galaxies to see.

And then there was Lena’s hand gripping Kara’s arm and guiding her out of the mountain of pretty clothes Lena wore while a mountain of apologies sat on Kara’s tongue. 

“And your dress,” Kara said again, face the shade of embarrassment and eyes staring firmly at the fixture hanging from Lena’s ceiling. Were those real crystals?

“What about my dress.” A statement, not a question. A challenge, not an accusation.

“It’s… it’s ruined,” Kara continued, hand gesturing blindly toward the tattered fabric she couldn’t see because boundaries. 

“Well, that’s the thing about dresses,” Lena continued, hands climbing to adjust Kara’s collar.

“The… the thing-?” Kara asked, eyes breaking from her safe spot to meet Lena’s gaze.

“They’re meant to be taken off,” Lena winked and smirked and said with a voice that was far too husky and far too effective at turning Kara’s brain to mush.

“Taken...?"

"Off.” 

And, really, Kara should have known. 

Because whatever brown out occurred moments earlier had nothing on the full black out that followed.

- - - - - - part 4 | frosting

[rosemaryentombed]

bart the type of asexual i know would have gone his whole life without touching a tiddy if carol and valerie hadn’t made the moves on him first. like, he just not the type to beg for pussy OR dick. he’s not into casual sex period, but once someone initiates romance and he likes the person as a friend? he’s gonna take his clothes off and sit on the bed and pat the place next to him. dude is 9000% into loving his friends in all the ways they wanna be loved. all his friends are potential lovers if they want to go down that route with him, but it’s ultimately their choice. on the asexual and aromantic spectrums, but he has personal requirements to get to the sexy stage aka they GOTTA be friends first.

all of that to say that when kon meets the now adult preston, carol, and bart’s random demon friends from his adventures in the multiverse, he’s immediately on high alert cuz he’s got competition against a hot blonde, a hot nerd, and hot demons??? kon crying to kara and kenan about all of bart’s hot friends who could probably steal bart from him if they made even the slightest attempt. he has no idea bart is actually monogamous

[taoofshigeru]

MAWS s2 Mid-season Thoughts (And a Prediction)

Sure as Dr. Byrna Brilyant's binary is non, this Jimmy Olsen Money Meter is going to hit zero.

But it's not going to stay at zero. Firstly, because the show has a ultimately optimistic worldview. Secondly, it'd be a heck of a lot funnier to see it jump to 8, 9, 10 digits.

There's thematic parallels to how Clark's foil this season is Kara and the two Kryptonians plus Lois are dealing with dads on varying degrees of the imperfect-to-bad spectrum.

Jimmy doesn't really have a piece of that conflict. Instead, he's pretty heavily tied to Lex's rise, encouraging him without realizing he was talking to a future supervillain. I think the way Jimmy engages with Lex in a public debate he was unprepared for in episode 4 is a pretty good parallel for the way Clark fights Kara at a pretty big situational disadvantage in episode 5.

Two dudes caught flat-footed

And it's generally been Jimmy's role (Lois' too!) to fight back against the various flavors of bad PR Superman gets, a struggle that's less "super" but no less important to Clark's well-being, or to the greater themes of the show.

Anyways, I think Jimmy zeroes out, then makes his money back in a way that involves bankrupting Lexcorp. Because that would be hilarious.

[thatgenderfluidmonstrosity]

Okay, so, Character Talk Time

I have no idea if this is a popular opinion or not, but I reallllly hate the fact that Alice is an Android

Like…what?

Okay, let me present my case:

As far as we know, Androids have been said that they “Never get tired, or sad” (don’t cry?) they don’t need to eat, and shouldn’t really get cold/feel temperatures. Sure, their bio components will suffer, but they don’t feel pain. Extreme temperatures trigger pain (like burning yourself = too hot)

But, Alice does all of this.

She gets tired, she gets sad, she likely eats (I know both times we see her with food, she doesn’t want it, but with Kara, we can steal snacks from that one convenience store. Is that just to keep up the appearance that she’s a human girl?) and she gets cold.

Also, she gets a Fever.

“But Nexus! Luther explains this! He says that’s just how Kara has been seeing it!��� I hear you say.

Well, Rose is the one who identifies Alice’s fever, not Kara. Rose is human. She can’t“see it her own way”. She doesn’t have that ability.

So, if someone wanted to design an Android Child, why would they make it have the ability to develop a fever from the cold, or get cold, or get sad and cry?

Isnt that just more work for the parents who are likely getting an Android Child because it’s meant to be less stressful?

I’m just saying, the fact that that is the plot twist that the game was working towards for Kara is extremely disappointing.

Also, another reason on why I feel like it was a bad idea:

Connor is meant to let us see the Negatives of the Androids Uprising. He’s what connects Humans to Androids. He’s on one far side of the spectrum.

Meanwhile Markus is to let us see the Human Side of Androids, and the Positives of the Androids Uprising. He gives us Deviant Insight. He’s what connects the Androids together. He’s on the opposite side of the spectrum from Connor.

So to balance it all out, I feel like Kara and Alice should have been the middle. They should have represented how Humans and Androids can live and work together peacefully. How they can love each other and care for each other without it being bad. That’s what I believed they were doing from the beginning, but for that to be wrong, really sucks.

Anyway, I hope this is a popular opinion, because I really do think it should have gone that way.

[kara-zor-els]

Kara embodies the full spectrum of the statement "Fuck Brainiac"

[levenllan23]

Kara, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the Healing Balance of the Force: The Will of the Wisps

In the vast galaxy of Galactic Convergence, the stories of Kara, Obi-Wan, and Anakin come together in a symphony of understanding, healing, and the delicate balance between light and dark. This is not a tale of simple conflict, but of reconnection—of love, loss, and the guiding hands that show us the way when we are lost. Like the will of the wisps, their journey is one of healing and renewal, where life begins anew, and understanding becomes the most powerful force of all.

Kara, with her spirit-bound connection to the Force, walks the line between Jedi and Guardian, embodying the role of the luminal sage—a being who understands that true power lies not in detachment, but in the embrace of the entire spectrum of existence. Her deep blue-gray eyes, glowing faintly with the energy of the Force, speak of her unique connection to both the physical and spiritual realms. Kara's appearance mirrors this balance, with her light skin and dark brown hair streaked with blue, a reminder of her connection to the spirit world that guides her.

Her robes are not of the traditional Jedi kind; they are longer, deeper in blue and white, reflecting the celestial energy she embodies. Her cloak shimmers with tiny stars, as though the very fabric of space itself recognizes her role as a guardian of the balance between worlds. And then, her Osmiomancy gloves—exotic, magical, and blue-silver in hue—highlight her warlock nature, a touch of the arcane magic she wields to protect and heal.

But it is the face paint on Kara’s cheeks, the light blue flowers that represent the spirits, that truly reflects her connection to the light and the ancient energies that she channels. She is both Jedi and spirit guide—her hair streaked with blue to signify the light within her, the same light that guides her to balance. The Force flows through her in a way that is unique, understanding the universe not as a place of division, but as a place of unity, where understanding and compassion heal the brokenness.

And then there’s Obi-Wan, the quiet strength, Kara’s childhood friend turned lover, whose legacy echoes in every step of her journey. Ben, as Kara calls him, is more than just a Jedi; he is a guide, a protector, and her closest companion. His wisdom, shaped by his own trials, has always been the constant in her life, the one who truly understood her—understood that attachment, far from leading to the dark side, was the very thing that brought balance.

But the true heart of this tale lies in Anakin’s realization—the moment he understands his place in this story. Like Ori, the spirit fox from Ori and the Will of the Wisps, Anakin comes to see that his journey is not one of power or destruction. Instead, he walks the same path Qui-Gon walked before him—teaching others to understand, to heal, to mend what was broken.

Anakin’s poem, sung with the soft power of a voice that has carried centuries of pain, is his understanding of this truth. It is the realization that he is not merely the Chosen One but a guide for those who have lost their way, just as Qui-Gon guided him. His role is not to destroy but to heal, not to separate but to reunite.

“Is it possible that I am somehow,

In Qui-Gon’s place now?

Like history repeating itself,

When Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon found me on Tatooine,

Now, I guide, as they once guided me.”

Anakin’s evolution is no longer about fighting against the dark—it is about understanding it, guiding it toward the light. He is not merely a prophecy fulfilled but a force for reconciliation for uniting what was once torn apart.

“I am more than a prophecy,

More than the Chosen One—

I am here to guide,

To mend the broken bonds of the past,

And bring balance not through destruction,

But through understanding,

Through reconciliation.”

In his moment of clarity, Anakin sees the true power of the Force: it is not in separation, not in conflict, but in the unity of the heart. He now understands that true strength lies not in detachment but in embracing others, in understanding their pain, and in guiding them back to the light.

“The Jedi were wrong,

For their teachings only led to separation,

To light and dark,

But not to the unity of the Force.

The real strength of a Jedi lies not in their sword,

But in their heart, in their understanding of others,

Of their attachments,

Of their pain,

And of their love.”

As Anakin sings these words, he acknowledges that his journey is now one of guidance, one of healing—just as Qui-Gon once guided him, and just as Obi-Wan once guided him. He is now the one who will guide Obi-Wan and Kara back together. Their love, their bond, is the very thing that will bring them closer to the Force, closer to the balance that Anakin has now fully understood.

“It is not the Jedi who should be detached,

But those who have lost their way,

Who need our protection,

Our guidance.

We must hold them together,

Not in the future or past,

But in the present moment,

For it is here where true power lies.”

And so, like Ori, Anakin stands in Qui-Gon’s place—not as a figure of destruction, but as a figure of understanding, compassion, and healing. He will guide Obi-Wan and Kara back to one another, just as they once guided him. Their love is the key to true balance, not the light or dark, but the understanding and unity of both.