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purple-obsidian · 1 month

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beautiful mind (18+, j'onn j'onzz x fem human reader)

⭓ warming up to write some alien sex, lemme know who wants to see part 2 👽

“J’onn… why did you change?” You ask, tilting your head a little as you watch him exit your bathroom. You have been seeing the Martian for a few weeks now, going on dates and spending time together, and tonight you finally invited him back to your place, for what you’re hoping to be a romantic evening.

It started off great, you and him lounging on your couch and talking about your week. But halfway through the bottle of wine you were sharing, he excused himself to use your restroom, and now you’re sad to see that he is no longer his normal green self, but the human version of himself that he shifts into when you two are in public together.

“My apologies,” he begins, his deep voice tinged with embarrassment, “from what I have learned of human dating expectations, I assumed your invitation back to your place insinuated the possibility of engaging in physical intimacy. I… wanted to be prepared. Please forgive me if I was bold to assume as much.”

You smile, and shake your head softly. “No, you read the situation correctly. I guess…” You blush a little, and rub your hand up and down your arm nervously, trying to get the goose bumps to go away, “I guess I was looking forward to seeing more of the real you.”

J’onn ponders your words for a moment. He wasn’t expecting this. He’s been with a couple human women before, but he never felt like they would be comfortable with him as he really is. They never asked.

“The real me.” He repeats back thoughtfully.

“Yes.” You stand up from the couch you two were sitting on and walk towards him as you explain. “I think you’re quite handsome either way, but I want you to be yourself around me. I really like you, J’onn. And I want to get to know more about you, especially about what makes you different.”

The Martian smiles down at you warmly. “If that’s the case… then I have a confession to make.”

“I’m all ears.” You reach for his hand and hold it in your own, encouraging him.

J'onn reaches his other hand out to caress your cheek gently, almost reverent in how he handles you.

“They way you’ve seen me… the way the rest of the league sees me, it isn’t actually my true Martian form.”

You raise your eyebrow in confusion. “No?”

“No. This…” you watch in awe as his human body morphs back into his familiar green features. "This, is a more humanoid version of my Martian self. When I first came to earth, I wanted to appear less frightening to humans, and opted to present myself this way."

Your mind is racing, curiosity getting the better of you. You're already enamored by him, you have been for a while now. But knowing you haven't even seen the real him yet makes your heart beat faster in anticipation. His deep red eyes look down at you with affection as he sees how excited you're getting.

"I… I want to see. Please? If you're comfortable, that is." You release his hand and bridge the gap between you, embracing the tall, green alien gently.

He accepts your embrace readily. "I haven't shared my true form with many people here on earth. I must warn you, it can be quite… jarring."

But even as he says this, you see him grin down at you, and feel his strong hands run through your hair. He knows you well enough by now that he's confident you won't be scared of him. Its one of the things he admires most about you, how accepting and open-minded you are, approaching the unknown with curiosity rather than fear.

It makes him feel safe with you.

"Maybe I'm in the mood to be jarred." You suggest with a sly smile. You lean up to place a kiss on his cheek, and wrap your arms around his neck as his hands shift down, resting on your waist. “I hope you know you can trust me."

Feeling you murmur into his neck and hold him so tenderly is affecting him. He wants to show you, to bare himself to you fully and see your reaction. He doesn't really think you'll respond negatively, but there's still something nagging at him, which gives him pause.

"I am willing to show you. But perhaps… not tonight. I don't want to ruin the mood."

You frown, and pull away just enough that you can look up at him again. "Ruin the mood? I don't understand."

"Allow me to explain. Martians don't engage in physical intimacy the same way humans do. I was hoping tonight would be about us getting closer, in a way that's comfortable for you. I don't want to distract from that. My Martian form doesn't have any reproductive organs that resemble what you're used to." He explains in his deep, calming voice that you've become extremely fond of as of late.

"J'onn, you're killing me." You groan, chuckling and leaning your head on his chest. He smells amazing, thanks to the cologne Clark recommended to him. As another alien who’s dated human women, J'onn has been consulting with his friend regularly for advice, most of which has helped his confidence tremendously in your budding relationship. "I don't know how else to say it. I want to know. I want to know it all. You know so much about humans and our way of life, but I want to know more about you. Who says our first time has to be what I'm most familiar with? I'm comfortable with you. As long as we go slow, I'm sure I'll enjoy myself."

J'onn smiles even wider at you response and holds you close to his chest, his hand still tangled in your hair. He's picturing it in his mind now, being with you and showing you how sex with a Martian can be, quite literally, mind-blowing. He would be lying if he said the idea didn't arouse him.

"Martians are a highly psychic people. Intimacy is rarely ever just a physical engagement, but the melding of two minds as well. Is that something you're comfortable with?" He asks. You can pick up the slight nervousness in his voice.

"Melding of minds?" You repeat back. "So in order for us to…be together, in that way, you'll have to read my mind?"

This does give you pause, your mind isn't exactly the most happy place. It is when you're with J'onn, but opening yourself up in such a way sounds intimidating. You're worried that he won't like what he sees. Every secret and embarrassing moment, does that mean he will know it all?

"Our minds will be connected. I will not intentionally pry into anything private, but yes. It involves being engaged together in the present moment. It allows for open communication to ensure both of our experiences are pleasurable, and so we can avoid any discomfort, if either of us wishes to stop."

The apprehension and anxiety you feel is overshadowed by your curiosity and growing arousal. They way he's holding you against him, gently massaging the back of your neck and explaining all this to you, it makes your heart beat faster and your stomach get a weird, fluttery feeling.

J'onn has always come across as very reserved and proper. Much to your delight, you've gotten to see a different side of him since he asked you out, and the more you get to see of his true personality, the more you adore him. How could you pass up the opportunity to take a peek into his beautiful mind?

Trying not to appear too eager, you lean up to place a few soft, warm kisses below his ear. "I want to try. I want to learn how to make you feel good. And I want to see the real you. Please?"

You asking so politely is endearing to him. His own pulse quickens as he thinks about how to make this work, with you not being a shapeshifter or psychic. He will have to do a lot of the work, at least the first time as you get used to him. But J'onn doesn't mind that one bit. He hopes this is the first time of many.

"Since you said please." He teases, releasing you from his embrace and staring down into your eyes. You gaze back up at him lovingly, but your eyes leave his when you notice his form shift once again. He grows a few inches taller, and his features contort and twist until his head is no longer rounded like a human skull, but elongated with ridges and small horns. His dark red eyes grow larger, and the muscles in his abdomen morph and change, causing his body shape to be slightly more… alien. There's no other word for him. Its different. He's unlike any creature you've ever seen.

But there's still an elegance about him. You don't find it unnerving or scary, but mesmerizing. Before you can stop yourself, you reach out to graze your fingertips over the green skin of his chest, marveling at how smooth and firm it feels. You trace the ridges and muscles, exploring him with your hands and familiarizing yourself with his true form.

"Is it safe to assume, you don't find my body off-putting?" He asks you with a chuckle. He can see the fascination in your eyes, but he wants to hear you say it.

"You're beautiful." You blurt out, now caressing him with both hands, slowly trailing them higher until you're reaching up to touch the small, blunt horns along his head. "Were all Martians as handsome as you? Or were they each different, like humans?"

Your flattery leaves him beaming, albeit slightly embarrassed. He places his hand over your own, holding it more firmly to the side of his face. "Like humans, a Martian's true form may vary in size and appearance. But on Ma'aleca'andra, we focused more on ones inner self, valuing beauty of thought over physical appearance."

"Please, show me." You ask in a low, almost desperate tone. You want to see his beautiful mind. You want to know all of him, and J'onn is happy to oblige, picking you up gently and taking you to your bedroom.

⭓ part 2 is out now, click here to read.

#purple-obsidian #dc comics #j'onn j'onzz x reader #j'onn j'onzz #martian manhunter x reader #martian manhunter #alien lover #justice league #j’onn j’onzz x you #martian manhunter x you #part 2 coming soon

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camenxi · 12 days

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Batman & Cass :3

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thebubblesareevil · 2 years

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My Dad is from Mars

Okay so when j’onn met danny he was John jones. He was doing some grocery shopping when a young teen with a limp bumped into him, stealing his wallet.

John grabbed the teens arm to stop him and retrieve his wallet when his hand went through through the boys arm. John saw the scared look on the child as he took off, John pursued the child running through walls and watched in concern as the child appeared to be a Martian like himself. He stopped an alley where he witnessed the teen fall to the ground and simply vanish.

John then said how he was impressed at his camouflage skill considering how young he is and that he has no intention of hurting him he just wants to help him get home to which the child was NOT HAPPY screaming how he can’t go back there he won’t. The child is barely able to stand when his camouflage drops, j’onn sees the green and red blood coating his shirt where his jacket opens.

He looks to make sure no one is looking before shifting back into his Martian form and kneeling in front of the child. In the Martian language he tells the boy that he is only here to help if he will let him

He replies in perfect Martian you’re not a hunter, j’onn freezes at the knowledge that a Martian child is being hunted and is filled with icy rage. He calmly replies that no he’s not he’s a friend. The child reaches for him before fully passing out. J’onn takes him back to his apartment where he tends to his wounds. He is further infuriated when he sees the y shaped incision on his chest. He vows that this child is under his protection.

However not everything is as it seemed. When Danny woke up he was in a bed and his wounds had been dressed. It hurt to move but much less so than before. When he heard movement he panicked until he turned and saw the coolest superhero to ever live

MARTIAN MANHUNTER who just so happens to be anACTUAL martian from MARS. Danny just stare at him in awe. He can barely speak and the hero brings him some water and begins to softly ask how he came to be so far from mars and at such a young age and Danny just stares at him for a second before he just says I’m from earth, I’m human- kinda

J’onn is clearly confused. And asks if he’s a meta when Danny says no, he asks if he would be willing to explain Danny made him swear not to tell anyone, because how could he say no to Martian manhunter. He explains that he’s half ghost and how his parents were ghost hunters and when they found out he was a ghost they turned on him. They took him to the GIW where they… and at this point he cuts himself off with a terrified look on his face. J’onn places a hand on his shoulder and tells him he is safe here for however long he wishes to stay. Danny doesn’t believe him at first until he explains that when he came to earth he was also hunted for being different.

Danny is incredibly grateful and accepts the offer with the intention of leaving as soon as he is healed . A month goes by and Danny is healed he is hesitant to leave. One month turns to two and two to three and before they knew it they were moving into a bigger apartment so Danny could have his own room when J’onn asked Danny if he would like to be his son Danny nearly cried as he said yes (Bruce took care of the paperwork, he knows it like the back of his hand) not long after though Danny got sick and it wasn’t until j’onn was visited by a ghost with a clock in his chest that they realized it was because his core was sick and so they both travel to the ghost zone where J’onn learns more about ghosts as well as learning that he is apparently a grandfather, that was fun. Danny also found out he was going to be king that was less fun

They set up a schedule of days Danny would spend in the zone with clockwork learning about ghost politics and when he was on earth he would be homeschooled by J’onn, Danny’s favorite part is when J’onn would talk about mars and traveling amoung the stars.

It’s just before his 15th birthday that J’onn announces that they were going to visit mars Danny almost exploded he was so excited the whole flight there and when he arrived he met his half white martian cousins M’gann and him got along like a house on fire. He was sad when they had to leave and there were many promises to visit. Unbeknownst to them they had a stowaway on the ship. Both Danny and J’onn scolded m’gonn fpr running away from home but he was still happy to have his cousin on earth. She trained with her uncle to be a hero she often questioned Danny about why he didn’t want to train as well, because after 1 unwanted advance from a human when he was near and it was clear he could fight. He would always make a joke out of it and dodge the question. Eventually she stopped asking.

One thing that was made abundantly clear after moving in was the fact that her cousin is terrifying. Absolutely bone chilling and not always on purpose sometimes he was just so …. Still, quiet, unnerving. She started getting used to it and her uncle is immune at this point but she will never fully be immune. And there was one indisputable rule she was not allowed to use telepathy on Danny no matter what.

When M’gann joins her team she texts Danny about them all the time, he is well aware of her crush on Conner and he feels secure in the knowledge he could crush him if he hurt her. she doesn’t really talk about Danny much because he’s pretty private.

The first time the team meets Danny it is a call to arms sent by M’gann. On the night of the Halloween party. M’gann decided to call in back up to help them get back at the kid who was trying to prank everyone as well as give everyone a good scare. Danny arrives though no one actually saw him arrive but he most definitely made an impact. Years later the school would be call it the best scare of the century.

When they head back to the base they find Danny already there he runs picks M’gann up and spins around and gives her a hug and just as she is about to introduce him the zeta tube activates announcing Martian Manhunter, he asks if anyone would like to explain why there was an emergency call from a student from their school reporting that the dead have risen and are coming to take their bloody revenge? Danny,who had hidden behind Conner peaked out and says yeah sorry about that, that was me. J’onn gives him a look and Danny shoots back c’mon dad it was all in good fun, no one was hurt, and the kid was only SLIGHTLY traumatized. J’onn is not amused. M’gann is trying to hide her laugh Conner is relieved that he’s not a rival and Wally, well Wally was in shock because when did the Martian manhunter get a son?!?

Okay I feel like this is a good stopping point for now cus I need sleep, I’m gonna add more later,

Flash is next and then it’s a vote between Wonder Woman or superman

I’m not sure if I’m gonna do green lantern or the hawks cus I don’t know that much about them

#danny phantom #ghost king danny #dc x dp #big cousin Danny #brain vomit #j’onn j’onzz #m’gann m’orzz #dad j’onn #long post #will be cold current but ship who you ship

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scullysstrapblog · 11 months

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Requests are open!

I was asked if I take requests and if so; what fandoms/ships/characters I’m willing to write for and I figured it would be a good idea to post a list for everyone.

First off, I’m not completely comfortable writing smut, maybe one day in the future once I’ve gotten a bit more used to it. Second, I don’t do non-con or dub-con, that’s a hard line for me.

Fandoms:

•X-Files

•Buffy

•Harry Potter

•Doctor Who

•Bones

•Rizzoli and Isles

•Supergirl

•Peaky Blinders

•The Devil Wears Prada

•Avengers

•Black Widow

•Once upon a time

- I may add more eventually but for now these are the fandoms.

Ships:

• MSR (Mulder and Scully)

• Spike and Buffy

• Willow and Tara

• Rizzles (Jane and Maura)

• Supercat (Kara and Cat)

• Dansen (Alex and Kelly)

• Bellamione (Hermione and Bellatrix)

• Ginny and Luna (idk their ship name)

• Booth and Brennan

• Any Doctor x River

• MirAndy (Miranda and Andy)

• BlackHill (Maria and Natasha)

• SwanQueen (Regina and Emma)

- Again, I may add more eventually.

Characters:

X-Files:

• Fox Mulder

• Dana Scully

• Monica Reyes

Harry Potter:

• Draco Malfoy

• Narcissa Malfoy

• Lucius Malfoy

• Harry Potter

• Hermione Granger

• Bellatrix Black

• Ginny Weasley

• Luna Lovegood

Rizzoli & Isles:

• Jane Rizzoli

• Maura Isles

Bones:

• Seeley Booth

• Temperance Brennan

• Angela Montenegro

• Cam Saroyan

• Lance Sweets

Buffy:

• Spike

• Buffy Summers

• Dawn Summers

• Willow Rosenberg

• Tara Maclay

Avengers/Black Widow

• Natasha Romanov

• Maria Hill

• Peter Parker

Supergirl:

• Kara Danvers

• Cat Grant

• Alex Danvers

• Kelly Olsen

• J’onn J’onzz

• Samantha Arias

• Astra In-Ze

Devil Wears Prada:

• Miranda Priestly

• Andy Sachs

• Emily Charlton

• Nigel Kipling

Peaky Blinders:

• Polly Gray

Doctor Who:

• Any Doctor from 9 forward

• River Song

• Bill Potts

• Amy Pond

• Rory Williams

• Clara Oswald

• Martha Jones

Once upon a time

• Regina Mills

• Emma Swan

• Cora Mills

• Zelena Mills

I don’t write about actors x actors.

I don’t write for ships I don’t like or know very well.

I am working on several projects right now so if you send a ship request then I will get to it asap!

Just drop me an ask!

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summersnow82 · 2 years

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Working my way through SeaQuest. Still in Season 1, which is arguably the best, although I prefer the second because we see more of Tim.

Anyway…. Y’all, I forgot some of these guest stars! So far we have:

1. Roscoe Lee Brown who, for me, is most notable for his role as Francis in “Oliver and Company”, although his resume is extensive.

2. Topol who plays Tevye, the patriarch in “Fiddler on the Roof.” If you haven’t seen it you should! It’s amazing!

3. Kellie Martin, who I literally saw in everything growing up. I just adore her.

4. David Morse, who’s literally in everything, but his role in “The Rock” stands out to me.

5. David McCallum. Y’all, I lost it when Ducky showed up. And he’s the bad guy!

6. Seth Green. He’ll always be Oz to me, and I find it ironic his nickname was Wolfman in this episode.

7. Steven Williams. Mr. X. I had a big X-Files phase, y’all. Big. Huge. Love seeing him as President.

8. William Shatner, y’all. His character. Good grief. 🤣

9. Bonnie Bartlett

I remember adoring her on “Boy Meets World.” It was fun to see her on SQ.

10. Carl Lumbly

He’ll always be J’onn J’onzz to me. 💕 (But I did love seeing him as a Marvel hero, too.)

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hitchell-mope · 2 years

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I’m stuck on something

So I’ve been working on making a timeless au for supergirl. All I’ve got so far is karamel = lyatt. Lena = Emma Whitmore. Siobhan = Jessica Logan. Morgan Edge = Garcia Flynn. Lillian Luthor = Carol Preston. Maxwell Lord = Nicholas Keynes. But I’ve gotten stuck on wether to put J’onn J’onzz or Jack Spheer for Connor Mason. And wether to put James x Lucy, Winn x Samantha or Brainia for jiya. And most of al. Who to put for Denise Christopher. Eliza Danvers, M’gann M’orzz, Cat Grant or Olivia Marsdin. So I put it to you karamel side of the fandom who’ve watched the show. And yes. I’m aware that this is an overly narrow superlative. Who would you put for who? Inbox me or tell me in the notes at your leisure

#arrowverse #supergirl #timeless #anti supercorp #anti garcy #(just to be safe)

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kassies-take · 4 years

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If you got a Parking Ticket

Alex: hey kiddo do you need me to drive you to (y/f/sport) practice

You: no thank you, NCU isn’t that far and I don’t want you to make two round trips if it could be helped.

Alex: carpool also saves the environment

You: yeah but I don’t want you to wait for three hours. It’s game night tonight! *packing gear*

Alex: are you sure? There’s going to be traffic

You: that’s okay

Kelly: *walks in through the door* Are you leaving now?

You: *nods* Uh-huh

Kelly: *gives you her keys and hugs you* take my car.

Alex: *from kitchen* do you have your parking permit!

You: *holds up your phone* it’s on the back of my phone.

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You & 3 other friends: *walking to car* bye guys see you tomorrow! Get home safe

2 other friends: *gets in the car, starts the car and drives away*

(Y/Friends/n): *walking to her car, parked in front of yours and gasps* is that a ticket?

You: *pause, looks at the back of your phone* shit. My mom is going to kill me.

(Y/Friends/n): I’m so sorry

You: it’s okay. It’s not the first time this happened to this car. I blame my Enat (Ethiopian for mom). I could’ve taken my own car. Yeah anyways get home safe.

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You: *sighs while looking at the orange and white ticket, unlocks the door and enters*

Kara: HEYYY! LOOKS WHO IS HOME! *hugs you*

Lena: *stands up and walks towards you* I was beginning to think I had to get Kara to get you

You: *fake laughs* that’s not necessary Aunt Lena.

Kara: if you ever need me to pick you up, just know that I will.

You: *mumbles* if only we came up with that idea earlier *Danvers crinkle*

Kara: *Danvers crinkle* what was that

Superfriends: *turns towards you two*

You: I-Uh. I got a parking ticket. *rambles* and before you get mad, I’m mad at myself too. I left the car at 19:58 because coach moved practice to 20:00. When I remembered the parking permit it was 20:10 and the ticket was issued at 20:06.

Lena: I can pay the ticket for you.

You: I can’t have you do that I made a mistake and I need to pay for it.

Alex: *sing-song* this wouldn’t have happened if I drove you

Kelly: *elbows Alex* as long as you learned your lesson and didn’t get hurt that is okay.

Nia: so little Danvers does have dark side

Brainy: (Y/n) is indeed Alex Danvers’ offspring

Superfriends: *laugh*

Alex: what is that suppose to mean Agent Dox?

Lena: it means, I hope she does not fall into your habit of drinking and partying

Alex: my own sister-in-law *holds her hand at her chest*

J’onn: you were in a bad place before you joined the D.E.O

You: I am very interested in that story

Kelly: (Y/n/n), why don’t you get the ticket payed and join us for game night

Alex: *yells* And don’t forget to put your parking permit back in your car!

You: yeah.

Alex: *yells* go do it now so you don’t forget!

You: *groans, grabs your keys and head to your car*

A/n: BASED OFF A F*CKING TRUE STORY. ALEX WILL BE MY DAD AND KELLY WILL BE MY MOM

#supergirl #kara danvers #lena luthor #alex danvers #kelly olsen #brainiac 5 #nia nal #j’onn j’onzz #supercorp #dansen #brainia #supergirl x reader #alex danvers x reader #kelly olsen x reader #kara danvers x reader #lena luthor x reader #if you series

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smalls-words · 2 years

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You Are Not Filthy

Summary: When Kara Danvers, aka Supergirl, has been exposed to Red Kryptonite, the DEO pulls out all the stops to bring her back. Including you.

Pairing: Mom!Kara Danvers/Supergirl x Daughter!Reader (Reader is child of Mon-El and Kara, so Half-Kryptonian and Half-Daxamite), J’onn J’onzz x Reader (Godfather), Alex Danvers x Reader (Aunt), Lena Luthor x Reader (Mentioned)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Gunfire, explosions, broken limbs, blood, talks about being filthy because of genetics.

Requested: yes/NO

A/N: This was written with fem!reader. Translations are either within speech directly afterwards and/or implied by another person. This is also my first ever posted fic, so please be kind and send in a request if you’d like!

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The streets of National City wailed in fear as police officers and civilians scrambled to get away from the destructive Kryptonian. Her heat vision lasered through a police cruiser, causing it to explode, before three black SUVs pulled up.

Soldiers exited from all three, firing round after round towards her chest but none of them pierced her bulletproof flesh. Another SUV pulled up and out came Director J’onn J’onzz, Deputy Director Alex Danvers and a specialised shotgun in her hand as it warmed up to fire.

However, before she could, the Kryptonian flew past and disarmed all of the agents, twirling Alex around to slam her arm into the car and break it. She slumped to the ground, laboured breathing creating mist in front of her, and an evil chuckle came from her poisoned sister.

“Classic Alex… Always on time to ruin the fun.”

“Supergirl… I wanna help you.” Alex whimpered, still holding her arm against her chest whilst she shook in fear.

“Supergirl! Please!”

“Doesn’t look like help to me.” Supergirl glared at the shotgun that had skidded out of Alex’s reach.

“NO!” J’onn charged towards the Kryptonian to defend the woman he considered his daughter, but Supergirl simply batted him away and he was thrown into a metal light pole.

“No! Please… you have to stop!” Alex begged her, but Supergirl’s cheeks glistened with red veins and her eyes turned bright yellow with heat.

“Nothing on Earth can stop me.” She spat, a malevolent pride in her words.

“You don’t wanna kill me…” The brunette whimpered, closing her eyes as she prepared to face death.

“Nahzhgehn i shesur! (Become your inner self!)” A voice boomed in Kryptonese from behind Supergirl, the heat radiating from her eyes coming to a stop.

“That’s what you taught me, ieiu (mother). Become your inner self and you will soar amongst the people of Earth.”

She slowly turned around to face you, only to cackle with laughter. “You? You think you can stop me? You’re a pathetic little half-breed. Your kind need to be put in their place.”

“Then do it.” You dared, confusing Supergirl.

“If you want to conquer the earth, you have to strike me down and break me until I can’t be broken anymore. We both know that you will have to kill me to win, because you taught me to fight back, even when my body screams to give up.”

You opened your arms in a daring but vulnerable move, exposing your chest to Supergirl and a small hint of fear hid behind your grinning eyes.

“Y/N, don’t!” Alex called out in pain, wincing from her arm whilst Supergirl took her chance.

She flew towards you and gripped you by the neck, but your quick movements kicked her back into an SUV, shattering the glass windows.

“Come on! Remember me, Ieiu!”

“I am not your mother, filthy half-breed!” She spat, her heat vision colliding with your chest and knocking you back.

“No? Well then, how about I give you a reminder?!” You tackled Kara and shot into the air, your battle carrying to the skies.

You didn’t want to hurt her, but by not fighting her, you were getting beaten up yourself. Heat vision eventually began to sear your skin, punches eventually causing bruises, and you crash-landed into the road below, a crater forming beneath you.

Kara landed on the edge of it, her vision tunnelling to focus on you whilst Alex shuffled to grab her gun from before. You stood slowly, right leg clearly disfigured, and you spat out a gob of blood.

“I am Y/N Zor-El, heir to the throne of Daxam and the High Council of Krypton. I am the piece to unite the destroyed cultures, and you are my mother. Which means that I have no pleasure in doing this.”

Alex threw the gun to you and you shot Kara in the chest, the red beam diminishing the levels of Red Kryptonite in her body until there was nothing left. You stumbled as the heavy gun weighed you down, your vision blurring whilst Alex called for a sun grenade as you fell into the darkness.

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As the light of the infirmary ward began to return to Kara’s vision, she remained as still as a statue. Her memories were slowly coming back, a side effect of the Red Kryptonite she was exposed to, and her heart shattered as she saw nothing but fear.

“Did I kill anyone?” She murmured to the heartbeat by her side.

“No. No, you didn’t kill anyone.” Alex answered, noticing the defeat in her shuddering torso.

“It was so horrible, Alex. It was so bad. It was… so horrible. Every bad thought I've ever had, it just… came to the surface.” Kara sobbed profusely as she observed Alex’s broken arm.

“I couldn't stop it. I didn't mean it… I didn't mean what I said to you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what I said.”

“Kara… you’re my sister. And I love you. No matter what, yeah?” Alex cooed as she brushed a tear away from Kara’s face.

“Where… Where’s Y/N?” Kara realised, struggling to sit up.

“Kara-”

“Where’s my child?” She whimpered, scrambling to her feet as she sped out of the door.

“Where is she?! Where’s my baby?!”

“Over here, Mom.” She heard your coughing voice echo in her eardrums and she sped to find the sound, tears already pouring down her cheeks by the time she entered the smaller infirmary room.

“You’re…” Her hands cupped her nose and pressed against the corners of her eyes to fail at stopping more tears.

Your arm was raised in the air by a hanging contraption that held your left shoulder in place whilst your hand was bandaged thoroughly, your right eye black and bruised as your skin slowly healed over a few burns and your lower body was hidden by a warm blanket.

“I’ll be okay, Mom.” You murmured as she walked slowly towards you, her hands shaking.

Kara slumped into the chair beside your bed and her head fell into her hands, her face screwed into pain and guilt as a sob broke through her closed-up throat.

“I did this… I hurt you. I hurt my baby.” She whispered, wishing that she could take it all back but she knew in her heart that she would have felt the same guilt for not saving those students from a fire in their school.

They reminded her of you.

“Mom…” You offered your other hand and Kara took it swiftly, kissing it as she apologised countless times.

“I’ll be okay. I have you, Auntie Alex, J’onn, Lena… but there was some truth to what you said. I am a half-breed.”

“But you are not filthy.” Kara whimpered, her bottom lip quivering as she kissed your forehead, treating you like you were made of porcelain.

“You are beautiful, and kind, and strong, and I am so... proud to call you my daughter.”

Tears brewed in your eyes as you listened to Kara, your mind brewing worry as she moved to stand.

“I’ll, uh… I’ll go and get some sun lamps.”

“You can do that later. Just… be with me, please?” You offered your hand again.

“Of course, inah (daughter).” Kara chuckled tearily as she sat back down, taking your hand softly once more and rubbing her thumb up and down the back of your palm.

It was moments like this that she saw your father in you - the kindness in your smile, the knowing look in your eyes, and the reassurance in your words that you would love her unconditionally, just as she felt for you.

“Thank you, ieiu (mother).” You whispered, shuffling over on the bed so that you could rest your throbbing head on her shoulders and fall into a peaceful sleep, not hearing your mother’s whisper.

“I promised to protect you, and I failed. I’m so sorry, Y/N.” She kissed your resting forehead once more before crying herself to sleep, hoping that she could rebuild what that promise meant.

#karadanvers #karadanversimagine #karadanvers x reader #supergirl x reader #supergirlimagine #smalls-words

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dreamersdreamloud · 3 years

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The Duke & I

Duke Reader x Lena Luthor

*loosely based on the tv series*

Warnings: Reader's tough past with their father , gender bending, and disowner-ship

Characters:

The Queen - Cat Grant

Lady Danbury (because why not.)

The Luthors (Elite social family)

Lady Lillian Luthor

Lord Lex Luthor

Lena Luthor

The Danvers (Elite social family)

Lady Eliza Danvers

Lord Alex Danvers

Kara Danvers

The Arias

Lady Patricia Arias - Aunt

Samantha Arias

Ruby Arias - Sam’s sister

The Olsens

Marcus Olsen - Father

Sarah Olsen - Mother

James Olsen

Kelly Olsen

Other Characters:

Count J’onn J’onzz

Countess M’gann M'orzz

Lord Kate Kane

Lord Jack Spheer

Lord Morgan Edge

Lord Maxwell Lord

Nia Nal

Andrea Rojas

Sir Russell

Sir Brainiac “Brainy”

Sir William Dey

Sir Mon-el/Mike Gand

Sir Winslow "Winn" Schott Jr.

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It was a dark stormy evening. The weather has been nothing but gloom and showers for endless hours. Today was no ordinary day in the (Y/L/N)’s Estate, the Cleyvdon castle was much more than just water dripping from the skies across, a woman’s pants and screams can be heard from the inside. (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), the Duke of Hastings, has been notified right away that his duchess is due for birth.

The Duke and Lady Danbury, a woman who was very close to the duchess, had rushed inside his wife’s confinement room. The duchess screamed in pain once more, ready to push their shared baby. It was not the first time that this woman has gone through this process. The duke and duchess were not blessed enough to produce an heir right away unlike other elite families in the country of England. The couple have been trying to conceive throughout their 15 years of marriage. After two failed pregnancies and two stillbirth babies buried, your father’s exasperations had met its limit. The duke went to London for a weekend to go hunt for the most highly respected and intelligent physician to help conceive a son. A son he dreams to help carry on his legacy. Your father handsomely paid the physician to quit his practice and temporarily live with the duke and duchess to complete his given task.

It took three months for the duchess to become pregnant again. Your mother was well taken care of during the pregnancy. Her most trusted maid and nurse would follow her around, Lady Danbury keeping her company, and the hired physician makes a visit everyday. The duke was very eager to have a son soon in his shadows and thinks about how the dukedom would remain the next decades in (Y/L/N) hands.

It was time. The duchess screams in pain once more but much more frequent. The nurses and maids tried their best to comfort the woman as well as the doctor. It was a moment of truth, the Duke paces around the room and the doctor directed the duchess to start pushing. The head came out first then the shoulders. From the looks of the baby, it looks too far being a boy but when the remaining body comes out, the discovery was astonishing. The duchess have given birth to a intersex baby.

The Duke was devastated to not have a true son. He blames God for not giving him a child he wishes to raise for his own sake but he’ll deal with what he has. The nurses, maids, and the physician speculate the duke who’s holding his baby in his arms. Lady Danbury looks at the man while still trying to confront your weak mother. The duchess fell in love with her baby the moment you came out, she was overjoyed to see that she has birthed a healthy one despite the discovery of the mixed gender.

The duchess silently praises your being and hopes for the very best for you in the coming years. She continued to bleed until she became unconscious. She slipped away just moments later as she saw Duke hold her baby in his arms.

Lady Danbury weeps quietly into your mother’s unresponsive body. The duke mourned as well. The rest of the people in the room stayed quiet. He looks down on his prized possession.

“You are a (Y/L/N). If God was willing to give a child but not a son. I will make you into a son.” He declares.

Lady Danbury and the rest of the people in the room grew worried for the baby and hoped to God that you’ll be alright without your beloved mother.

***

The duke did not bother to raise you in the early years of your childhood. He simply had better things to do then to stay in one place to take care of your small form. He handed you off to a trusted nanny and surrounded you with maids while Lady Danbury supervised. Your father had gone off to London to work on his duties at the mighty Duke of Hastings.

By age 3, when you finally started to have a sense of talk and knowledge, your father decided to come back to the Hastings residence to start your duke education. It was better to start early than later. He bought you a pony, a custom made gun for hunting activities, and lines of tutors for every subject that England has to offer.

You were a very bright child but had issues behaving a certain way. When your feminine features were starting to show, your father hired stylists and dressers to maintain a boyish look to continue looking for the son has made. They would constantly trim your hair cut short and force you to wear binders to compress the growing breast. You wore the finest clothes that only rich men would wear, to impress the elite and common people. It was aggravating as time went on. You never fully understood why you did this but your father keeps insisting that you are a man and will continue to be his son.

You never relax around your father. He would belittle you, point out your mistakes every time he sees you. You knew how important it is to him to become the next duke in line despite you being a intersex. When you went to private school in your early teen years, you heard about females becoming lords. It was unheard before since lords are only meant for males who own property or have become the head of their family if their father has passed.

You told your father about these talks but immediately shut you down for your nonsense liberal topics. You simply let it go and continued to be your father’s puppet and endlessly dream how it could have been different if your birth mother were still alive. In the on going years of your studies and resuming to excel in almost every subject, you befriend a man named Lex Luthor. He was equally bright as you but tends to be on a more reckless side of certain matters.

Lex became your best guy friend. You told me about yourself that many do not know which made you two closer. He was a supportive brother to you. Helping you get around and taught you how to be a “man.” To live freely. To act foolish when your father is not around. It was splendid. Lex helped you build confidence to woo a few women, experience them in their most utter beautiful form.

Eventually, your father found out about your reckless acts. He brought you into his library and lectured you for hours. The maids and butlers were just outside, listening to your father belittle you once again. They felt saddened for you. You had enough.

“I don’t understand you, father! You told me to man up yet you scold me for my way of living. Since I am a “man” I am allowed to experience myself with women. Go out and socialize with my colleagues!”

“You are no man! You are a damn woman with a man’s genitals! I have told you to just focus on your studies and your training as a duke!”

“Yet you still label me as your son?!”

There was silence between the two of you. Your father thinks and never thought he would say it.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t call you my son. You’re not my son nor a child of mine. You are an unforbidden creation from God which I wish to not hold any longer in my estate! You are to leave at once and never come back!”

Tears nearly fell from your eyes. You left immediately without looking back. You made your way to the yard and saddled up to your horse. The evening skies were dark gloomy and threatened to rain any moment. You didn’t give a damn and made your escape. Not looking back, you knew a safe place to stay that only one person knows where to find you.

***

Lady Danbury heard every single word through the heated exchange of words from your father and you. She aches for your struggles and your feeling of being unwanted. She watched you from afar, seeing you achieve so much within these past years. For her, she saw that you were turning out fine as a gentleman. She was amazed how you were able to keep up your act as a man.

She was shattered and can’t believe that the Duke has disowned you. It was his loss. Lady Danbury wanted to go after you and convince you to stay but she knew it wasn’t the best option. She’ll have to deal with the Duke with your absence. Hopefully she will help you succeed in life.

#lena luthor imagine #lena x reader #lena luthor x reader #fanfic #au

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supercorpkid · 3 years

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Mind Controlled – The Series.

Part 3 – Make it stop, please.

Supercorp, Kara Danvers x Daughter!Reader, Lena Luthor x Daughter!Reader, Alex Danvers x Niece!Reader, Lex Luthor x Niece!Reader, Lillian Luthor x Granddaughter!Reader.

Word count: 2340.

Warning: Injuries, violence, pain, angst. Very graphic.

Previously on the series - part 1, part 2

You don’t know for how long you’re shut out from the world. Probably a few hours, but there’s no way to know for sure. Your body aches for destruction. Lex asked you to show National City your worst side, but you haven’t shown them all. You only showed your family, so you can’t calm down.

There’s a relentless inhumane feeling cursing through your veins. You keep hearing Lex’s voice saying ‘my bösewicht’, like he is calling you back to the world. You don’t know how it’s possible, but it is.

The glass turns back to translucent again, and you look at Alex on the other side. You tilt your head at her, trying to look scary. She laughs.

“You can stop the madwoman act.” Alex types something on the screen next to the door, and goes inside, putting you back in the handcuffs that strips you off of your powers. “Don’t try anything funny, I’m very low on patience when it comes to you, dear niece.”

“I can tell you the same.” You sass back.

“Oh.” Alex takes something from her pocket. “That reminds me.” She puts a metal thing over your mouth, that immediately turns into a gag, covering half of your face. “No more talking back. We’re full of your shit.”

Alex places her hand on your arm, cuffed in front of your body, gripping strongly and guiding you through a few corridors and rooms. You finally arrive at where Lena and Brainy are, and she sits you on a chair, tying you in it with leather strips over your ribcage. A red sun lamp is quickly turned on, and if you weren’t gagged you would laugh. That’s a lot of precaution for someone she claims not being scared of.

Lena comes closer and studies you for a second. She cups your face and gives you a soft smile. It makes you sick.

“This is for your own good, babygirl.” She connects some wires to your head. Looks back at Brainy with an affirmative nod. He presses a few buttons, types some things, you feel an electric current cursing through your veins and you’re out.

When you wake up, you’re still tied to the chair. Same wires on your head, no more gag on. It takes you a while to focus your eyes back, but you look at Lena in front of you.

“Who’s behind this?” She asks and you blink twice slowly. “We know you’re being mind controlled, tell us by whom.”

“Never.” You growl. “I’m not being controlled, I’m free from your leash. Why can’t you accept that?”

“Because it’s simply not true.” Lena mutters. “It doesn’t matter who did it, we know how to stop it.” She says looking at Brainy, Alex and Kara on the other side of the room. “But if you tell us who did it, Supergirl can go pay them a visit.”

“You say you love me every night, mom.” You look at Kara right after, daring her to come closer. “You too, momma.”

“We love you, baby.” Kara answers, coming closer, and you give a side smile at that.

“How can you love me, when you only love the good side of me?” You look at them both, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. “How can you claim this is true love when you can’t love my bad side?”

“This isn’t your bad side, my love.” Is Kara’s hand that goes to your shoulder first, but Lena’s hand follows right after, on the other side.

“Do you actually believe none of this is me?” You scoff when they agree with their head. “You’re very naïve to believe this is all Lex.”

“Lex!” Kara barks, and you bite your tongue angry with yourself. Oh no, things are actually starting to look bad for you.

“Do it, Alex.” Lena turns back to your aunt. “NOW!”

There’s a stronger shock wave hitting your brain this time. Everything becomes loud, and confusing and painful. It’s excruciating.

“MOMMY, THIS IS HURTING ME. PLEASE STOP. PLEASE!” You yell, trying to get out from your cuffs. Struggling out of the chair with all the strength left in you. Why are they doing this? “Mommy, make it stop.”

It does. The pain and the noise stop. All messy thoughts overpowered by someone else.

“Kid, can you hear me?” Kara asks, holding your face with both hands. You whimper snapping your eyes wide open.

“Get your hands off me, Supergirl.” You add a scorn to her name. She lets go of your face.

“Alex, one more time.” Lena says again, and your eyes widen at the thought of that.

“I’ve always known you hated me.” You yell at her, and before there’s any answer another shock wave hits your brain again.

And if you thought the first one was bad, this one makes your eyes roll back into your skull, tears fall from your face without your control. Your scream is so loud, the entire DEO probably heard you.

“YOU’RE KILLING ME! WHY ARE YOU KILLING ME?” You yell, with whatever voice you have left. Fully sobbing, twisting and turning in your seat, neck veins about to explode.

“STOP! STOP!” Kara yells for Alex behind her. “You’re gonna kill her!”

The pain stops. You grunt, and growl, saliva dripping from your mouth like an angry dog. Your palms are full of blood again, nails digging in the same open cuts from hours ago. You gasp for air, eyes unable to focus on anything.

“Mommy, they’re hurting me.” You manage to say, throat hurting from all the scream. Black spots are consuming your sight and it feels like you’re going to pass out. You feel light-headed from the blinding pain. “Make it stop, please.”

“You’re ok, baby. Mommy is here. I’ve got you.” You hear Kara’s words, and you feel the leather strips easing up from your raw flesh.

“Kara, wait.” Lena asks, and you close your eyes. Vision goes dark, and the pain goes away.

“NO, NO, NO!” You yell more to yourself than to anyone else.

All messy thoughts overpowered by someone else.

“GO ON.” You try to yell, but your voice doesn’t get loud anymore. It’s just a very high-pitched whisper. “Give in, Lena. Kill a kryptonian. Give in to your Luthor side, we’ve always known you would.”

“Shit!” Lena slaps her hands on her tights and stands up.

“Go ahead, kill me.” You raise an eyebrow defiant.

“One more time.” She looks at Alex and Brainy.

“LENA!” Kara yells, and you see Alex getting away from the lever she was pulling.

“I can’t, Lena. I won’t.” Alex raises her hands, and shakes her head in denial. “It’s too much, we don’t know the possible outcome.”

“I know!” Lena screams. “It will bring my daughter back! You saw her, she was here. I need to get her back!”

“I won’t do it.” Alex walks out of the room, Brainy leaving right behind her.

“Fine! I’ll do it myself!” Lena walks to where they were, but Kara yells before she pulls the lever.

“You're hurting her!” Kara studies your expression. You might have a bitchy grin on your face, but you know you probably look like a wreck. “You’re not hurting Lex! You’re hurting my daughter.”

“She’s my daughter too!” Lena yells back.

“I can’t let you do that again.” Kara pulls the wires connected to your head, all at once. And that leaves a sting everywhere. “I can’t let you pull that lever again.”

“Kara, I know what I’m doing.”

Kara turns off the red sun lamp, she looks at Lena.

“That might be true, but I can’t risk my daughter’s life while you fight your brother and your old demons.” Kara pulls the chair off the floor, picking it and you up, and walking towards the direction of your cell. “I can’t let you near her, Lena. I’m sorry, but I can’t.”

“You can’t do that!” Lena growls following you both. You grin, satisfied with them tearing each other apart without you having to say a word. “I didn’t do that when you hurt her, or did you forget?”

“I will never forget that!” Kara yells, her voice stronger than you’ve ever heard. Like thunder shaking the whole place. “But I was exposed to red kryptonite! What is your excuse for this destructive behavior?”

“Kara.” Lena uses her most serious tone. “I know what I’m doing. I would never hurt my child. If you can’t believe me, then we have a serious problem.”

“I believe your judgment is clouded by the anger you’re feeling towards your brother.” Kara breathes deep, still walking. “I believe you want to do good. But it’s my daughter’s life and I’m sorry, but I can’t risk it. We have to find another way.”

“Stop saying she is your daughter! She’s my daughter too!” Lena’s voice also rumbles throughout the place. “You have no right to do this.”

“I’m sorry.” Kara repeats carrying you away.

“If you keep me away from her-” Lena stops walking, falling a little behind. Kara stops moving and she looks behind to where Lena is. “You’re keeping me away from you too.”

There’s no answer. At least not a verbal one. But when your chair keeps moving farther away from Lena, you know what Kara’s answer is. And Lena knows it too.

And you can’t help but feel like you’ve won.

You’re back at your cell, but they haven’t shut you off again. You hear Kara and Alex talking on the other side. You feel a shiver down your spine when you hear Lex’s name, and that Lena and Lillian are paying him a visit.

And paying a visit to you, is J’onn J’onzz himself. Examining you from the other side of the glass.

“Kara, I can’t confirm to you this won’t erase all of her memories from this episode.” You hear his strong voice. “If she’s being controlled, none of the thoughts were hers in the first place. Which means she can’t retain them.”

“Let it.” Kara crosses her arms and looks at Alex nodding once, like telling her to open the cell. “I rather have her forget all the pain she has lived today, anyway.”

“Very well.” He sits in front of you. You’re still cuffed, tied to the chair Kara so gently broke off from the floor. “Excuse me, Superkid.”

It feels strange having two people fighting for space inside your mind. Actually, three. Because you’re still there somewhere. But you’re not fighting them. You’re just letting them do whatever they want, as a weak-minded person would.

You open your eyes and you don’t see the DEO cell you were in, but rather a prison cell. Lena and Lillian on the other side, two guns pointed at your head.

“Mother, you rather defend an alien than your son?” You hear words, like they’ve left your mouth, but it isn’t your voice, it’s Lex’s.

“She is family, Lex.”

“She is kryptonian.” You/Lex spits with disgust in his voice.

“She is my granddaughter!” Lillian speaks louder, the closest thing to a scream you’ve ever heard leaving her mouth. “Stop this nonsense, or I’ll put a bullet through your head. And if you come back to life, I’ll do it again. I’ll pull the trigger as many times as I have to, to protect her.”

“You’ve fallen for her charm too.” You/Lex hisses. “Pathetic.”

“Stop this now!” It’s Lena’s voice that comes louder. “Let her go, or I’ll kill you again with no regrets.”

And then nothing. Not a single thought. No voice. Nothing aside from an empty void in your head.

You blink your eyes slowly, raising your head, that falls back to the chair behind you without your control. You try to scratch your eyes, but you can’t move. You whimper and finally open your eyes.

“What is going on?” You look down on yourself and around to where you are. J’onn is in front of you, Kara and Alex on your left side. There’s a strong feeling that something is wrong, when you realize you’re in a DEO cell, but you don’t know what’s going on. “Mommy, what did I do?”

“Baby.” Kara unties the strips that were holding you still in the chair. Your body collapses forward, no strength left in you to stop it. Kara holds you before you fall face first on the floor, and Alex lets you out of your cuffs. “You’re ok.”

“Why was I tied up?” You ask, scratching your eyes, like you wanted so much, to help you focus, but all you see is red, so you look at your hands and see blood everywhere. “Oh no, please tell me this is mine. Please tell me this is my blood!”

“It’s yours, it’s yours, baby.” Kara rushes to reassure you. She sits on the floor and pulls you into her lap, holding you gently. Alex and J’onn quickly disappear, and you’re left alone with her. She cleans your face; her hand becomes bloody after it. She kisses your forehead and whispers. “It’s over, it’s over baby. Mommy is here.”

“I’m sorry.” You beg, eyes full of tears. “Whatever I’ve done, I’m sorry.”

“I know, my baby. I know.” Kara keeps kissing your head. You look at the cuts on your wrist where the handcuff was, and the blood staining your super suit, still leaving from the open cuts you feel on your ribcage. You look around, at the blood marks on the glass, and you weep.

“Mommy, please tell me I didn’t-Did I-Did I kill someone?” You stutter, scared of her answer.

“You didn’t kill anyone, little one.” She kisses your forehead. “It’s over. Stop thinking about it, ok? Let’s get you home so you can clean up, and rest a little.” She sighs, like she’s painfully tired. “It’s been a really long night.”

You don’t remember anything from your night, but your body aches so hard and your heart feels so heavy in your chest; you believe her. It was a long night, indeed.

#supergirl #kara danvers #lena luthor #supercorp #kara x lena #kara x reader #supercorp daughter #supercorp fanfic #supercorpfamily #lena x reader #reader insert

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fictionalcharactermbti · 4 years

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do you have any infp x estj pairings - romantic or platonic

INFP x ESTJ Relationships

Following text pulled from Truity:

The two of you have some very fundamental differences in how you see things, and this can make getting along a challenge for both of you. That's not to say you shouldn't be friends; in fact, you might find that spending time with this person introduces you to ways of thinking that help you learn and grow. But this relationship will not be without its frustrations.

INFP: Fundamentally, [the INFP is] concerned with people, relationships, and values. [They] are a highly idealistic [people] and are always looking for opportunities to make the world a better place. [They] empathize easily with others, and [they] often feel their suffering acutely. But [they] never accept suffering as a fact of life; to [them], we all have a responsibility to change, improve, and become better than we are. [They] can easily imagine a better world, and [they] enthusiastically embrace change when you see it as a positive move forward.

ESTJ: [The ESTJ] puts a high value on tradition and stability. It's not that [they] don't care about people or making the world a better place, but [they] tend to be suspicious of change in general, and [they] rarely see it as the first solution. [They] tend to believe that the best way to serve people is by keeping things consistent and predictable, and [they] often find the [INFP’s] supposedly “innovative” ideas unnecessary and disruptive. At [their] worst together, they'll tend to view [the INFP] as flighty, unrealistic, and impractical. The [INFP will] see you as dull, stagnant, and unimaginative.

The same things that irritate you about one another are also opportunities for learning. Yes, [the INFP] has wonderful ideas, but they also truly can be a bit impractical. [The ESTJ] can help you think through the realities of [the INFP’s] ideas so that [the INFP is] better able to actually make them happen. And for [the INFP’s] part, they have an opportunity to get [the ESTJ] out of their rut and help them imagine possibilities for a better world. If [the INFP plays] it right, they may actually become enchanted with your creativity and wide-eyed idealism.

Fictional Examples in no specific order:

1. Steve Smith [INFP] x Stan Smith [ESTJ] from “American Dad”

2. Todd Chavez [INFP] x Princess Carolyn [ESTJ] from “Bojack Horseman”

3. Cinderella [INFP] x Lady Tremaine [ESTJ] from Disney’s animated “Cinderella”

4. Valka [INFP] x Stoick [ESTJ] from “How To Train Your Dragon”

5. Sadness [INFP] x Anger [ESTJ] from Disney’s “Inside Out”

6. John Redcorn [INFP] x Hank Hill [ESTJ] from “King of the Hill”

7. Merryweather [INFP] x Flora [ESTJ] from Disney’s animated “Sleeping Beauty”

8. Frodo Baggins [INFP] x Boromir [ESTJ] from “The Lord of the Rings”

9. Kylo Ren [INFP] x General Armitage Hux [ESTJ] from “Star Wars”

10. Sybill Trelawney [INFP] x Hermione Granger [ESTJ] from “Harry Potter”

11. Earnest ‘Earn’ Marks [INFP] x Van [ESTJ] from “Atlanta”

12. Phoebe Buffay [INFP] x Monica Geller [ESTJ] from “FRIENDS”

13. Frankie Bergstein [INFP] x Robert Hanson [ESTJ] from “Grace and Frankie”

14. Nell Crain [INFP] x Shirley Crain [ESTJ] from Netflix’s “The Haunting of Hill House”

15. Wes Gibbons [INFP] x Micaela Pratt [ESTJ] from “How To Get Away with Murder”

16. Dorian Williams [INFP] x Alaric Saltzman [ESTJ] from “Legacies”

17. Charlie [INFP] x Ava Sharpe [ESTJ] from “Legends of Tomorrow”

18. Merlin [INFP] x Uther Pendragon [ESTJ] from BBC’s “Merlin”

19. April Ludgate [INFP] x Craig Middlebrooks [ESTJ] from “Parks and Recreation”

20. David Rose [INFP] x Johnny Rose [ESTJ] from “Schitt’s Creek”

21. Mike Wheeler [INFP] x Lucas Sinclair [ESTJ] from “Stranger Things”

22. Nia Nal [INFP] x J’onn J’onzz [ESTJ] from “Supergirl”

23. Vanya [INFP] x Pogo [ESTJ] from “The Umbrella Academy”

#mbti #truity #infp #estj #infp x estj #estj x infp #pairings #relationships #ask

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wizardofahz · 4 years

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Would I Lie to You

A/N: These scenes are inspired by stories told on the British panel show of the same name.

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Kara takes a deep breath.

The small yellow bird in front of her (a duckling?) waddles around uncertainly. It seems to be all alone. There are no other birds like it in the area. From what Kara’s learned of Earth birds like this, there should be more than one of them and an accompanying mother.

Kara reaches out a cautious hand. She’s practiced gentle touches with Streaky, but situations like this still make her nervous. Regardless, she can’t leave this baby bird all alone.

Finally she fights past her nerves and cups the duckling in both hands. Once it’s settled comfortably, Kara stands. Home, she’ll take it home. Surely one of the Danvers (Kara has to remind herself that she is also one now) will know what to do.

On her way back to the house, Kara passes by other Midvale residents. Some nod. Some smile. Either way, once they notice the duckling in her hands, their faces fall into a disapproving frown.

Kara knows a lot of the Midvale residents think she’s weird. She’s still adjusting to Earth, so for the most part, it doesn’t bother her so much. Things will be better once she figures everything out. Still, she doesn’t want people to think she hunts ducklings. She hurries her steps, and it’s not long before she’s at the Danvers home.

Alex is the first person she encounters. She’s on the couch in the living room watching a re-run of The Nanny.

Her mind still on their neighbors, Kara says, “I think people think I hunt ducklings.”

Alex frowns then turns to face Kara. “Why would--” Finding herself face-to-face with the bird in Kara’s hands, who honks, she jerks back in surprise. “Okay, new question: why do you have a duckling?”

“It was all alone,” Kara says, looking down at it sadly. She could never abandon an animal in need. No stray deserved that.

“Right, uh, okay,” Alex says, scratching her head with bewilderment. “Mom will know what to do.”

Luckily, Eliza is working from home in her office.

“Hey, Mom.” Alex knocks on the frame of the open door. “Kara found a stray duckling.”

Eliza immediately takes the situation in stride, getting to her feet and coming to examine the bird. “Actually that’s a gosling,” she says. “Is it hurt?”

Kara ducks her head so she can look over the top of her glasses with her x-ray vision. “I don’t think so.”

Eliza returns to her desk and reaches for the phone. “Let me call the SPCA.”

It takes the SPCA a few hours to send someone over by which time Kara and the gosling seem to imprint on each other. Kara reluctantly hands the gosling over. She hopes it’ll be well taken care of.

...

“Hello, Super Friends!” Winn announces his presence as he enters the newly converted base of operations in the CatCo building. At the moment, only Kara is in.

“Hi, Winn,” Kara says. She’s sitting on the couch clad in her normal Kara Danvers attire but with her glasses off. She frowns at the box in his arms. “Why do you have a box of cabbage?”

Winn glares down at the box. “Oh hell no.”

“You didn’t know it was a cabbage?” Kara looks at the box again. “Or I guess half a cabbage.”

Winn opens the box, attacking it with a fervor that Kara didn’t know he had in him. Cabbage in one hand and a note in the other saying, “You got cabadged again,” he growls, “This ends here.”

“What’s going on?” Kara asks with concern.

“I was out when they delivered this,” Winn says, not answering her question. “I had to go the post office to pick it up! I’m going to kill him.”

Kara gets off the couch and places her hands on Winn’s shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “Winn, what’s going on?”

Winn drops the note and cabbage back into the box. “I’m in a prank war with a kid.”

“A prank war,” Kara echoes. “With a kid.”

“Yeah, he’s eight.” Winn releases a resigned huff. “Well, I don’t know if you can call it a war if it’s entirely one-sided.”

Kara quirks an eyebrow, asking for more details.

“It all started when I was staying at his house.”

“Were you having a sleepover with a kid?”

“What? No! I know his dad. He’s his son.”

Kara frowns at the explanation but doesn’t linger on it. “Do you stay at their house a lot? You said it was a prank war.”

Pacing, Winn divulges the details. He had been staying at his friend’s and came back one night to find cabbage leaves in his bed with a note that said, “You got cabadged.” He had done nothing in retaliation at the time and has since received several boxes of half cabbages.

“I have to get payback,” Winn says. He freezes suddenly then whirls toward Kara, clicking his fingers as an idea forms. “You can help me. With your super speed, we can replace all the belongings in his room with cabbages.”

“What? Winn, I don’t know...”

“Please?” Winn asks with his best puppy dog eyes. “I’ve been ‘cabadged’ so many times I have to do something big.”

Kara sighs.

...

J’onn J’onzz is nothing like Hank Henshaw. That is becoming increasingly apparent during his first few game nights with Kara, Alex, and the Super Friends.

“I can balance a dollar bill on my nose,” he says, joining the conversation on party tricks.

Ever inquisitive, Alex asks, “How? Like, flat or standing straight up?”

“On its edge,” J’onn says, leaning his head back and demonstrating by pointing an open hand up with his wrist along his nose.

“Is that some sort of Martian thing?” Winn asks.

“No,” J’onn says with a laugh. He explains that while getting to know human cultures he had gone to a circus a couple centuries ago, where he saw a sea lion balancing a ball on its nose. The humans really seemed to enjoy that sort of thing. J’onn didn’t have much at the time, but he practiced occasionally with a banknote he’d acquired. From there, it turned into a party trick to ingratiate himself with new humans.

James pulls a five dollar bill out of his wallet. “I gotta see this.”

J’onn stands, and sure enough, he balances the bill on his nose, moving strategically to keep it from falling. Everyone cheers him on until he lets the bill fall and returns it to James.

“Anyone else have cool party tricks?” Kara says with a knowing tone. “Alex?”

Alex rolls her eyes but plays along. “I can rip an apple in half with my bare hands.”

“No way,” James says. “That’s not a thing. Is that a thing?”

Winn frowns, hands moving in an attempt to work out how such a thing could happen. “Do you twist it?”

Kara smiles at their consternation.

“No,” Alex says. “You just grab it and rip it apart.”

“You just grab it, and ‘Bang!’?” Winn asks skeptically.

“Bang,” Alex confirms.

“How did you discover you could do that?” J’onn asks, the one person to simply take Alex at her word.

Alex shrugs. “I can’t remember the first time that I did it. I remember the feeling though.” She smiles. “It was great.”

“Can you do it?” Winn asks James.

“I’ve never tried,” James replies.

“Me neither,” Winn says. “Kara, do you have any apples?”

Kara speeds out of the apartment and is back within seconds. “Now I do.”

Winn and James try first at their own insistence. All their attempts are unsuccessful.

“This is, like, the weirdest Mjolner AU,” Winn says before putting on his best Asgardian voice. “Only she who be worthy can part apples with her bare hands.”

Finally they hand the apple over to Alex. For a moment she struggles with it.

Winn smirks. “I really hope you can’t do it.”

Alex glares at Winn and with her eyes locked on his rips the apple in two.

“Okay, that was terrifying.”

...

Brainy’s eyes bounce back and forth between Kara and Alex.

The competitive nature of both Danvers sisters has brought the game night in Kara’s apartment to a halt. They’re both motionless. Alex has a couch pillow in her hands. Kara does not, but she’s poised with her hands inches away from one.

“Do it,” Kara says. “I dare you.”

But they both know how fast Kara is. Alex’s eyes narrow.

“Is this how sibling conflicts are normally resolved on this planet during this time?” Brainy asks.

“Not always,” James says. He’s sitting on the left arm of the chair Kara’s currently occupying. “Sometimes when your little sister annoys you, you do things like sneak into her room and move her bookmarks around.”

Kelly, who had been leaning contentedly back on the couch next to Alex, now leans forward intently. “What?”

Kara and Alex both relax and join Brainy in watching the Olsen siblings.

Brainy frowns in confusion. "What does it mean to move bookmarks?”

“Yeah,” Kelly says, challenging. “What do you mean?”

“While I was outside trying to get cool shots,” James explains, “Kelly was checking out books from the library and reading two or three at a time, so when she was being annoying, I’d move the bookmarks around to different pages. You never noticed?”

“No,” Kelly says shortly, face scrunched with annoyance.

Alex looks torn between older sibling commiseration and adoration for her girlfriend. “How did Kelly annoy you?”

James’s impersonation of child Kelly is high-pitched and whiny. “‘Jimmy, Mom said don’t go out.’ ‘Jimmy, you’re not supposed to climb that tree.’”

“I did not sound like that,” Kelly protests.

“I’m just kidding by the way. I never did that,” James says with his most charming grin. “See? Mind games work just as well,” he tells Brainy.

“Give me that.” Kelly yanks the pillow out of Alex’s hands and flings it at James’s face.

...

Brainy steps into Nia’s room with a towel around his waist. He had arrived at Nia’s apartment after a long shift at the DEO and showered shortly after his arrival. He now appears to be in the middle of some sort of strange drying process.

Nia watches as Brainy runs his right hand down his left arm in a scraping motion. “What’s happening?”

“I’m brushing water off my arm,” Brainy says as if the description of his actions is explanatory enough.

Nia’s brow furrows. “Yeah, I get that, but why?”

It’s Brainy’s turn to look confused. He clearly doesn’t see what about his actions is difficult to understand. “To dry myself.”

“You have a towel around your waist, and I have extra towels right there.” Nia points to the stack on her dresser.

Brainy shakes his head, sending droplets of water around the room. “Drying oneself off in this century is extremely inefficient. If I were to use a towel at this stage, I would require several. If I use my hand to brush water off my arms twenty times, then one towel will be sufficient.”

Nia wouldn’t have expected cybernetic beings like Coluans to be so absorbent, but more than that, the specificity of twenty times throws her for a loop. “Uh, like, about twenty or exactly twenty?”

“Oh, it can be multiples of twenty,” Brainy responds easily.

“Right, okay,” Nia says, deciding the details don’t matter. “You know what? You do you.”

Brainy proceeds to brush water off both his arms.

...

“I once accidentally bought a horse.”

Nia’s statement along with her casual delivery gives everyone pause.

The group are gathered in J’onn’s office for a wine night. A platter that once held cheeses sits on the coffee table. James and J’onn sit in individual chairs across from the couch where Kara, Alex, and Kelly sit. Nia sits in the armchair with Brainy settled on the left arm.

The absurdity of the statement momentarily leaves the group speechless.

Finally Kara asks, “You accidentally bought a horse? What does that-- How do you accidentally buy a horse?”

Nia’s response provides little explanation. “I mean, I never really thought I was buying anything. I thought I was renting.”

Alex holds up a hand, gesturing for a pause. “Just to clarify, you thought you were renting a horse?”

“Yeah.”

“And then what happened?” James asks. “You tried returning it, and they said ‘What the hell are you doing?’”

“Pretty much.”

“How long did you have the horse for?” Kelly asks.

“We thought the rental was for, like, 25 minutes.”

“Who’s ‘we’?” immediately comes Kelly’s next question before someone else can jump in.

“Me and my friend,” Nia explains. “We were in Bulgaria, you know, having ourselves a fun Europe trip before starting college.”

“How much is a horse ride in Bulgaria?” Alex asks.

“It was 200 Lev.”

“Which is what in American?”

Nia thinks for a second. "About $100 at the time? Something like that.”

Alex frowns. “$100 for 25 minutes? Isn’t that a lot? I’ve never rented a horse, but when Mom and Dad used to take me on vacation, I’m pretty sure we’d see horse rentals for less than that. I’d have thought Bulgaria would be cheaper.”

“No, well, I mean, it was going to be 25 minutes for each of us, but you have to give the horse a break in between, so it becomes an hour.”

“Isn’t that still a lot?” Alex mutters to herself.

“But then you keep the horse forever,” James quips.

“What happened when you tried to take it back?” J’onn asks.

“The guy explained to us that--” Nia switches tracks without pause as she realizes she should mention something else first for the story to make sense. “The guy was gone.”

The new sentence only provides more confusion.

“The guy explained to you that he was gone?” Brainy asks. “By definition, his very absence would preclude his ability to explain his absence.”

“No, there were two different guys,” Nia explains. “Guy A--” At the sea of frowns, she abandons the moniker. “No, okay, we thought we would go horse riding, so we went to the place where you hire the horse.”

“Stables,” Alex interjects.

“Stables,” Nia acknowledges. “We met a guy on the way that had a horse, and we thought he was doing the thing like-- You know when you’re at Costco, and you’re about to go in, and someone in the parking lot asks you if you want their cart? We thought it was like that.”

“But in this case, you thought this guy was from the stable, right?” Kelly asks.

“Yeah,” Nia confirms. “But there was a bit of a communication breakdown. There was a Bulgarian guy trying to speak English, and my friend was a recently arrived alien to Parthas, who was trying to speak English.”

Kara, J’onn, and Brainy nod, finding the situation relatable.

Nia continues, “We thought he was giving us the horse to ride and come back.”

"Wait,” Alex says. “Can we go back to the 25 minutes thing? I’m sorry, it’s just-- That’s such a weird time to me.”

“But it’s because you need to give the horse a break, like I said.”

“Forget about the 25 minutes,” Kara tells Alex, who is clearly not and maybe will not ever be satisfied. She prompts Nia, “So you’re taking the horse back...”

“Right, so we go back to the place where we picked up the horse--”

This time it’s Brainy who interrupts. “You went back, not to the stable but to this random place, and you were surprised this aforementioned man was not there? Did you not think, ‘The stable is where the horse came from, and so logically, that is where it should be returned?’”

J’onn tries to take control of this chaotic story time. “Nia, look at me. You’re taking the horse back.”

James snickers like a child watching his sister get in trouble as he echoes, “Look at me.”

J’onn continues. “What happened next?”

Nia appears to be enjoying the chaos and jokes, “Um, where did I leave off?”

“You’re taking the horse back,” J’onn repeats.

“Let’s take it back to the start,” Alex says with a smirk, and J’onn whirls around to give her a warning look.

“Nia Nal, for the love of H'ronmeer, please tell us what happened.”

“We bought a horse,” Nia summarizes. “We thought we’d rented a horse. We did the horse riding and took it back to the place where we picked up the horse. The locals explained it was a counterfeit horse guy and not an official horse-riding stable.”

“A counterfeit horse guy?” Brainy asks.

“Maybe it was two guys in a costume,” Alex jokes.

Playfully nudging Alex with her elbow, Kara says, “That would explain the 25 minutes.”

James holds his arms out in front of him to mimic being the back end of a horse. He puts on a voice, “I can only do 25 minutes.”

“Guys,” Kelly chastises lightly and receives a grateful look from J’onn. “Let her finish.”

“We called my friend’s dad, who called some Bulgarian animal rights organization. I wanted to keep it but--” Nia shrugs and then grins. “So do I win wine night?”

#supergirl #kara danvers #alex danvers #j'onn j'onzz #nia nal #querl dox #brainiac 5 #winn schott #james olsen #kelly olsen #moments in the life of superfam #hmm these are all stories from male panelists #maybe i need to do a follow up with stories from female panelists

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