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“Hey, idiot. 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 made you special. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 makes you special!”
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they were close.. Yennefer knew that but she tried her best to ignore that he was in close proximity of her. Violet eyes kept upon the room watching as her mentor seemed to hover.. Well they weren't going out of this room until she was gone. "Tissaia.. My mentor" She explained, "No doubt she heard about what happened earlier and has come to take me to the Chapter for a meeting.. We aren't exactly meant to do what I just did willingly" Yennefer explained giving a small shrug of her shoulders.
"I've never been one to stick to the rules, but honestly I really can't be bothered to face a room full of men mostly to decide what they shall do with me.." Yennefer added turning now to face Clark, forgetting for a split moment that they were practically on top of one another." I realise that a closet wasn't very practical but they can track portals" violet eyes looked up to the reporter, "Breathe a word of this and I can assure you that I will make your life hell.. Of all places this evening I certainly didn't want to find myself in a closet with you"
SUPERMAN / CLARK KENT·:
His maroon, alien cape gently fluttered in the breeze; the only sound produced by his being as he studied her face and features.
Although it might be considered that she had a slight attitude, he pushed that thought away, for he had a single question he wanted - no, needed - to ask her.
Her potential answer weighed heavier on him than a million of the concrete slabs.
“I’ve… Never seen you around before. Are you… Human?”
Could there possibly more Kryptonians out there, he wondered.
His eyes fixed on her wrist, watching in real time as she healed the broken carpal bones and tendons.
“Please educate me how helping you out is being sexist?”
Yennefer gave a look of are you serious? At the question. “ Do you ask all the women that? ” She asked “because you must be such a ladies man.” sarcasm, again. Though Yennefer knew that she had to be honest, her hands falling back to her side. “partially human.. I’m quarter elf. My father was half elf. The human race has forgotten about elves, they were here before humans until they decided to practically diminish their race ” Yennefer explained “I’m a mage.. A witch, whatever it is you want to call it. ”
Yennefer gave a small raise of her brow seeing the confusion in her statement, she took a few steps forward toward him “You saw a woman and thought she couldn’t handle it let’s help her out ” Yennefer commented, oh he already vexed her. “As I said.. I was handling it. If it wasn’t for me those people would have already been crushed by this building, if I hadn’t used that slowing spell on that concrete it would have come down a lot quicker ” Eyes scanned his own her features unamused, unimpressed unlike everyone else it seemed outside who was praising his victory. Yen turned her head to the noise, motioning him to the cheers she wanted to be out of the rubble perhaps just as much as he did.
“ your crowd awaits you Mister ??.. ” She listened to his name, Superman, Superman.. They were cheering, she stepped out of the rubble the crowd starting to gather around their hero “ I’ll see you around Superman. ”
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Yennefer looked toward the Viscount with a slight raise of her brow. She had often kept herself guarded from others, "You really believe that to be true?" She asked, curiosity in her tone of voice. "Anyone is capable of love, to find love.. Apparently.. Not that I have found it myself but that us what I am told"
Open Tale - Anthony Bridgerton
“Whatever you are trying to SAY or DO here, know that it does not work on me. Love is but a mere FIB, spread by eager mothers. That’s all… “
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Afternoon, I'm gonna shower.. Put some washing in and then I'm gonna try and reply to some things, also gonna watch Luca on Disney+ just as I've never seen it
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It's almost 2am here, so I might end up falling asleep. I can have a proper lay in tomorrow which honestly I'm really really looking forward to. Having these 2 days off has been great as it has allowed me to recover better from being really ill this time last week.
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YENNEFER OF VENGERBERG / SURVIVOR
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Yennefer took another sip of the champagne, he still wanted to know her name.. Violet eyes looked up toward him giving a soft sigh "Yennefer.. My name is Yennefer" She responded begrudgingly, though guessed that he'd find it out anyway. "I was hoping to avoid you because reporters such as yourself tend to want just the gossip and the scandal and in a place like this where you have all the important people and high society class in one room.. Well I'm sure you can put two and two together." other people were boring in Yennefer's eyes.
"any other person here would be flocking at a chance for an interview, to promote whatever it is they're doing next.. But that's the thing about others.. Everyone else is boring" Yennefer took another sip of the wine, violet eyes scanning the room again before looking back to Clark. "You really do look familiar Mr Kent and I am sure it isn't because you were in that crowd earlier" Yennefer noted, no.. He had the same coloured eyes as the man in the red cape.
It was only then did Yennefer see Tissaia head into the room. Now that was a woman she had no intention of meeting tonight "Oh shit.." She commented placing her drink down she took hold of Clark without thinking hiding behind in what appeared to be a closest room though she kept the door ajar so that she could peer out. Yennefer usually didn't mind confronting her old mentor but tonight she just wanted to try and avoid her at all costs. That scent again of lilac and gooseberries on her skin although Yennefer could smell the after shave on Clark, it was nice she had to admit. "I swear if you write about this in your paper Clark I will have your head"
SUPERMAN / CLARK KENT·:
His maroon, alien cape gently fluttered in the breeze; the only sound produced by his being as he studied her face and features.
Although it might be considered that she had a slight attitude, he pushed that thought away, for he had a single question he wanted - no, needed - to ask her.
Her potential answer weighed heavier on him than a million of the concrete slabs.
“I’ve… Never seen you around before. Are you… Human?”
Could there possibly more Kryptonians out there, he wondered.
His eyes fixed on her wrist, watching in real time as she healed the broken carpal bones and tendons.
“Please educate me how helping you out is being sexist?”
Yennefer gave a look of are you serious? At the question. “ Do you ask all the women that? ” She asked “because you must be such a ladies man.” sarcasm, again. Though Yennefer knew that she had to be honest, her hands falling back to her side. “partially human.. I’m quarter elf. My father was half elf. The human race has forgotten about elves, they were here before humans until they decided to practically diminish their race ” Yennefer explained “I’m a mage.. A witch, whatever it is you want to call it. ”
Yennefer gave a small raise of her brow seeing the confusion in her statement, she took a few steps forward toward him “You saw a woman and thought she couldn’t handle it let’s help her out ” Yennefer commented, oh he already vexed her. “As I said.. I was handling it. If it wasn’t for me those people would have already been crushed by this building, if I hadn’t used that slowing spell on that concrete it would have come down a lot quicker ” Eyes scanned his own her features unamused, unimpressed unlike everyone else it seemed outside who was praising his victory. Yen turned her head to the noise, motioning him to the cheers she wanted to be out of the rubble perhaps just as much as he did.
“ your crowd awaits you Mister ??.. ” She listened to his name, Superman, Superman.. They were cheering, she stepped out of the rubble the crowd starting to gather around their hero “ I’ll see you around Superman. ”
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Yennefer sipped on her champagne, eyes searching the people although when she saw Clark she found herself wanting to hide. Though as she went to make her escape her friend Sabrina stopped her in her tracks. "Yennefer!" she called, Yen gave a smile hugging the blonde. "Sabrina, I wasn't expecting to see you here" Sabrina too was also part of the chapter, a list of mages across Metropolis and other parts of the country.
"You look like you want to hide" She noted, though Yennefer gave a frustrated sigh "Who wouldn't? I'm just waiting for the men to flock their way" Sabrina gave a small laugh, though she nodded her head to Kent. "Although he looks to be nice, why don't you say hi to him?"
Violet eyes rolled "Absolutely not. Not my type, men are only after one thing and that's either sex or a wife.. Or both and honestly I'm not up for either of those things tonight" She explained taking another sip. Sabrina gave a raise of her brow "I'm getting you to meet" Yen went to object but it was too late.
She walked toward Clark a smile on her face, "My friend over there noticed you and wants to say hello" Sabrina motioned toward Yennefer, who was currently leaning on the wall one arm crossed as the other held her drink up. Sabrina followed with Clark to Yennefer, violet hues met Kent and a slight frown instantly formed. For some reason he just.. Irked her. "I'll leave you two to chat. Yennefer behave.. " Oh she was definitely going to get Sabrina back.
"I was hoping to avoid you this evening" Yennefer admitted bluntly, features unchanging looking up toward Clark briefly.
SUPERMAN / CLARK KENT·:
His maroon, alien cape gently fluttered in the breeze; the only sound produced by his being as he studied her face and features.
Although it might be considered that she had a slight attitude, he pushed that thought away, for he had a single question he wanted - no, needed - to ask her.
Her potential answer weighed heavier on him than a million of the concrete slabs.
“I’ve… Never seen you around before. Are you… Human?”
Could there possibly more Kryptonians out there, he wondered.
His eyes fixed on her wrist, watching in real time as she healed the broken carpal bones and tendons.
“Please educate me how helping you out is being sexist?”
Yennefer gave a look of are you serious? At the question. “ Do you ask all the women that? ” She asked “because you must be such a ladies man.” sarcasm, again. Though Yennefer knew that she had to be honest, her hands falling back to her side. “partially human.. I’m quarter elf. My father was half elf. The human race has forgotten about elves, they were here before humans until they decided to practically diminish their race ” Yennefer explained “I’m a mage.. A witch, whatever it is you want to call it. ”
Yennefer gave a small raise of her brow seeing the confusion in her statement, she took a few steps forward toward him “You saw a woman and thought she couldn’t handle it let’s help her out ” Yennefer commented, oh he already vexed her. “As I said.. I was handling it. If it wasn’t for me those people would have already been crushed by this building, if I hadn’t used that slowing spell on that concrete it would have come down a lot quicker ” Eyes scanned his own her features unamused, unimpressed unlike everyone else it seemed outside who was praising his victory. Yen turned her head to the noise, motioning him to the cheers she wanted to be out of the rubble perhaps just as much as he did.
“ your crowd awaits you Mister ??.. ” She listened to his name, Superman, Superman.. They were cheering, she stepped out of the rubble the crowd starting to gather around their hero “ I’ll see you around Superman. ”
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DC / MARVEL VERSE
Yennefer is a lawyer and a very good one at that perhaps the best in the city. She is apart of the 'chapter' which are a band of mages and warlocks who like her have varying different jobs which are highly paid and known as being prestige. Yen didn't get into this group because she wanted to, her step father hated her and forced her out where she was picked up by Tiassia the Wrecktress who taught Yen and many other girls.
She was born with a deformed spine and protruding jaw but to ascend Yennefer had to go through a transformation like everyone else. She decided to keep her Violet eyes and scars on her wrists but everything else about her changed physically. Yennefer now works as a highly successful lawyer.
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I still have a few drafts which I will do later or tomorrow.. I'm super tired and a little grumpy today and I dunno why
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Yennefer looked toward the doctor, her Violet eyes sad as she gazed upon the man with the magical blue box. Of course he hadn't cottoned onto what was going to happen, because if he did then she knew he'd only try to stop her. "Oh doctor.." Yennefer responded, "I'm sorry.. It was the only way, if I had told you you'd only try and stop me" was she going to sacrifice herself for him ?? Yes she was.. It was the only way.
@bottlechaos travelled to send in this: “ you… you must know, before anything else happens tonight… you must know that you were the greatest thing that ever happened to me. ” | more emotional prompts. [ accepting! ]
“——oh come on, are you trying to make me blush or something?” He joked until a flicker of seriousness present itself in his brown eyes. “Wait. Before anything else happens?” He raised an eyebrow: “What’s happening tonight? Is something going to happen tonight? Are you expecting it? What’s going on?”
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Yennefer gave a small smile, eyes fixed on Clark. "I'll be sure to stand on the opposite side of the room to you" Was she joking? Probably not. Yennefer wasn't one to warm to others easily, normally finding them infuriating to some degree. She could tell that he was curious about her, most were.. Yet they always wanted something in return, she kept herself guarded and Yen wasn't going to remove that wall for him.
"have a nice rest of your day Mr Kent, perhaps I'll see you at the event" With that Yennefer walked off back to her apartment to change out of the clothes into something dry.
She walked through her apartment door, getting ready for the prestigious party. She showered, did her hair and changed. Ordering herself a taxi even though she didn't need it. The event was being held in the town hall, the music already could be heard, people turning up one by one. Yennefer stepped out of the taxi, she had high heels, a long navy blue dress that embellished had sequins and beading, her raven hair blow dried and styled so most of it was over one shoulder. She held her clutch bag giving her name at the door they let her inside. The music wasn't obnoxiously loud but the bass could be heard, Yennefer picked up a glass of champagne sipping on the drink. Violet eyes looking around the room for any of her friends who were due to also attend.
SUPERMAN / CLARK KENT·:
His maroon, alien cape gently fluttered in the breeze; the only sound produced by his being as he studied her face and features.
Although it might be considered that she had a slight attitude, he pushed that thought away, for he had a single question he wanted - no, needed - to ask her.
Her potential answer weighed heavier on him than a million of the concrete slabs.
“I’ve… Never seen you around before. Are you… Human?”
Could there possibly more Kryptonians out there, he wondered.
His eyes fixed on her wrist, watching in real time as she healed the broken carpal bones and tendons.
“Please educate me how helping you out is being sexist?”
Yennefer gave a look of are you serious? At the question. “ Do you ask all the women that? ” She asked “because you must be such a ladies man.” sarcasm, again. Though Yennefer knew that she had to be honest, her hands falling back to her side. “partially human.. I’m quarter elf. My father was half elf. The human race has forgotten about elves, they were here before humans until they decided to practically diminish their race ” Yennefer explained “I’m a mage.. A witch, whatever it is you want to call it. ”
Yennefer gave a small raise of her brow seeing the confusion in her statement, she took a few steps forward toward him “You saw a woman and thought she couldn’t handle it let’s help her out ” Yennefer commented, oh he already vexed her. “As I said.. I was handling it. If it wasn’t for me those people would have already been crushed by this building, if I hadn’t used that slowing spell on that concrete it would have come down a lot quicker ” Eyes scanned his own her features unamused, unimpressed unlike everyone else it seemed outside who was praising his victory. Yen turned her head to the noise, motioning him to the cheers she wanted to be out of the rubble perhaps just as much as he did.
“ your crowd awaits you Mister ??.. ” She listened to his name, Superman, Superman.. They were cheering, she stepped out of the rubble the crowd starting to gather around their hero “ I’ll see you around Superman. ”
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She gave a small laugh, as if he were joking although she quickly realised that he wasn't. "That's funny because I didn't see you there" or she did for he was the one who she had encountered to begin with. "The daily planet you say? Well I'm afraid Mr Kent that I am going to have to decline your interview. I don't just go around talking to papers about things.. Although I'm sure that isn't the first time you've heard that" Yennefer admitted giving a quick smile.
She noticed the way he examined her features further, it wasn't the first time others had done that, men had done that.. "There is a evening party on for the more famous of sorts around here, lawyers, bankers, business owners.. I'm sure the Daily Planet have been invited to report and have a good time, perhaps I'll see you there." Yennefer commented placing one of the fallen towels into his hands, the breeze picked up for a second, that scent of lilac and gooseberries wafted in the air, floral and sweet. Violet eyes fixed on his own vivid blue ones, admiring the dark curls, the way his glasses framed his face. "Or maybe you'll see me?"
SUPERMAN / CLARK KENT·:
His maroon, alien cape gently fluttered in the breeze; the only sound produced by his being as he studied her face and features.
Although it might be considered that she had a slight attitude, he pushed that thought away, for he had a single question he wanted - no, needed - to ask her.
Her potential answer weighed heavier on him than a million of the concrete slabs.
“I’ve… Never seen you around before. Are you… Human?”
Could there possibly more Kryptonians out there, he wondered.
His eyes fixed on her wrist, watching in real time as she healed the broken carpal bones and tendons.
“Please educate me how helping you out is being sexist?”
Yennefer gave a look of are you serious? At the question. “ Do you ask all the women that? ” She asked “because you must be such a ladies man.” sarcasm, again. Though Yennefer knew that she had to be honest, her hands falling back to her side. “partially human.. I’m quarter elf. My father was half elf. The human race has forgotten about elves, they were here before humans until they decided to practically diminish their race ” Yennefer explained “I’m a mage.. A witch, whatever it is you want to call it. ”
Yennefer gave a small raise of her brow seeing the confusion in her statement, she took a few steps forward toward him “You saw a woman and thought she couldn’t handle it let’s help her out ” Yennefer commented, oh he already vexed her. “As I said.. I was handling it. If it wasn’t for me those people would have already been crushed by this building, if I hadn’t used that slowing spell on that concrete it would have come down a lot quicker ” Eyes scanned his own her features unamused, unimpressed unlike everyone else it seemed outside who was praising his victory. Yen turned her head to the noise, motioning him to the cheers she wanted to be out of the rubble perhaps just as much as he did.
“ your crowd awaits you Mister ??.. ” She listened to his name, Superman, Superman.. They were cheering, she stepped out of the rubble the crowd starting to gather around their hero “ I’ll see you around Superman. ”
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People who write as Shireen or use kerry Ingram is just weird to me.. I've met her and I know people who actually know her personally so I think I'm gonna do a pls don't interact with me if you write with this fc because yeah.. To me it's just too weird
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Waiting for dinner then I'm gonna have a bath and try get through some of my drafts. I'm really tired tonight though so I don't know how much I'll get done. I'm off though for 2 days in a row this week!
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