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Ok, I just saw Supergirl (2026) and here are my thoughts
1. This movie was NOT as bad as people led me to believe. The only part that irked me is the fact that everything is going wrong all of the time, but that’s a pretty common pet peeve of mine (and I’m talking beyond what was necessary for the plot, but it’s for the action people I guess). Besides that, the movie was genuinely very engaging and I had a good time.
2. David Corenswet 🤤 that’s it that’s the whole statement
3. (Maybe the most controversial) If Jason Momoa can come back to the DCU as a different character. GET MY BOY HENRY CAVILL IN AS BRUCE WAYNE. He was NERFED by the Snyderverse and he deserves a redemption arc.
All in all!!! Very much enjoyed! Very cute! Live laugh love Kara she is all of us
Track 4 | Fever Dream by Alex Warren ft. Clark Kent
Word Count: 1822
Summary: Clark Kent has sworn off dating after heartbreak—until the Daily Planet hires a brilliant new editor. What begins as an awkward office tour quickly becomes weeks of undeniable chemistry, near-misses, and growing feelings. As coincidence blurs into destiny, Clark must decide whether some connections are worth risking the risk.
Part of my 2026 Summer Event! Master list here :)
“Clark!” Perry called out, as Clark turned with a half smile. “We have a new hire. You’ll be showing her around, got it?”
“Me? Yeah- ok, I can do that-”
“I’m told you’re less ‘intimidating’ than some of the other staff, so… make her feel at home, Kent. She’s a damn good editor, and I’m excited to have her on the team.”
“Understood, sir. I’ll be the best greeting squad you’ve ever seen,” Clark grinned. Truth be told, he knew exactly who Perry was referring to when he called the other staff intimidating: his recent ex-girlfriend, Lois Lane, reporter extraordinaire. They had ended on good terms a bit ago, and Clark held no ill will towards her, but he definitely wasn’t upset about some forced separation today. It had taken some time to be able to exist in the same room as her, and Clark was beginning to feel it would be the most fair on everyone if he departed the dating scene completely. Throwing someone into his double life… it wasn’t fair to anyone.
Lost in thought, Clark had completely disassociated until he felt a light tap on his shoulder, causing him to turn abruptly.
“Hi!” you waved. “You must be Mr. Kent. I’m the new editor, Perry asked me to come find you so we could take a look around?”
Oh. Oh. Perry wanted him dead.
At first glance, Clark felt his heart race in his chest and his entire body go warm. You were a force, with your own gravitational pull calling him closer, and you hadn’t said more than 30 words to him.
Friendly. His job was to make you feel comfortable and he was completely rigid. Gosh darnit, Clark, snap out of it!
“Yes! Yes, hi, that’s me, but you can call me Clark- Mr. Kent just sounds very formal, you know?” He chuckled awkwardly, extending his hand for you to shake, which you took.
“Hm. Firm handshake,” you commented.
“Oh! Sorry, I don’t know my own strength sometimes. That’s what my Ma always says, she says, ‘Clark, you don’t know your own strength sometimes’- I’m rambling, I’m sorry, that’s so awkward, let’s go!”
You laughed- not a mocking laugh, but an earnest one, like you found his incessant chatter almost… charming? No, Clark must be reading that wrong. He had heard about you from Jimmy, and supposedly you were the lead editor at the Daily Bugle over in New York, and Perry had offered to up your salary considerably if you moved to Metropolis. You were far too intelligent to find his prattling charming.
“So! For the tour. I’ll take you right this way, if you will…”
Clark led you through the bullpen, trying very hard to remember how walking worked.
“This is where Jimmy sits,” he said, pointing a little too enthusiastically. “He’s our photographer. Great guy. Terrible at remembering birthdays.”
“Hey,” interjected Jimmy. “I remembered yours!”
Clark blinked. “You… did?”
“No.”
“Oh.”
You covered your mouth to hide another laugh.
Wonderful. You’d known him for all of three minutes and you’d already witnessed him lose an argument he accidentally started.
“You laugh a lot,” Clark blurted. Your eyebrows lifted. “I just mean that… that came out weird. I meant-“ he rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s nice.”
“It’s because you’re funny.”
“I don’t think I’m trying to be.”
“I know.”
That somehow made his heart beat even harder.
———
By the end of your first week, Clark had reached one very important conclusion. Perry White hated him. It was the only explanation.
“Kent!” Perry barked from his office. “Conference room. Now.”
Clark looked up from his laptop, setting his glasses higher on his nose as he hurried over. You were already sitting at the table, notebook open and pen tapping lightly against the page.
“There he is,” Perry said. “Perfect. Kent, you’re covering the Centennial Park restoration piece. Our newest editor here is going with you.”
Clark blinked. “Together?”
Perry frowned. “No, Kent. Separately. Yes, together.”
Jimmy, who happened to be walking by with his camera slung over his shoulder, poked his head into the room.
“Ooh. Field trip.”
“Out,” Perry pointed.
Jimmy disappeared, though not before shooting Clark an unmistakably smug grin.
Twenty minutes later, the two of you were walking toward Centennial Park.
“So,” you said, glancing over. “Are you always this quiet?”
Clark nearly tripped over an uneven sidewalk.
“What? No! I mean… sometimes. Not usually. I don’t know.”
You smiled.
“I’ve noticed you think out loud.”
“I do?”
“You’ve apologized to three strangers today.”
“They deserved apologies.”
“The woman whose shoulder you bumped?”
“Absolutely.”
“The pigeon?”
“…He looked offended.”
Your laugh echoed through the park.
Clark decided then and there that your laugh was dangerous.
Not because it was loud.
Because every time he heard it, he found himself trying to earn another one.
“You know,” you said after a moment, “when Jimmy told me about you, I expected…”
Clark felt his stomach drop.
“What?”
“I don’t know. More intimidating.”
He barked out a surprised laugh.
“Me?”
“You’re six foot four.”
“I can’t help that.”
“You look like you could bench-press a truck.”
Clark coughed.
“I definitely can’t do that.”
A beat.
“I mean… probably not.”
You tilted your head suspiciously before grinning.
“I think you’re just a really bad liar.”
If only you knew.
———
The interview itself went smoothly, though Clark spent most of it pretending not to notice how close your shoulder brushed his whenever the two of you leaned over the same notebook.
He noticed anyway.
Afterward, you stopped at a small coffee shop around the corner.
“My treat,” you said.
“Oh, you don’t have to—”
“You showed me around all week.”
“You bought me coffee yesterday.”
“I know.”
“So now we’re even.”
“I wasn’t keeping score.”
Clark looked down at the paper cup in his hands.He hadn’t been keeping score either.
Not intentionally.
But he remembered every conversation. Every smile. Every time you’d wandered over to his desk with a grammar question you absolutely could’ve answered yourself.
Maybe you just liked talking to him.
No. Don’t assume that, Kent. You were probably just being friendly.
Across the café, a little girl tugged on her mother’s sleeve and pointed toward Clark.
“Mommy,” she whispered loudly. “That’s Superman.”
Clark froze.
The mother laughed softly.
“No, sweetheart. Superman doesn’t wear glasses.”
Clark let out the breath he’d been holding.
You looked between him and the little girl.
“You know…”
“What?”
“I think she’d make a pretty convincing argument.”
“Oh?”
“Same hair.”
Clark instinctively smoothed it down.
“Same smile.”
He hadn’t even realized he was smiling. For the first time in longer than he cared to admit, going home didn’t sound nearly as exciting as staying exactly where he was.
———
Three weeks after your first day at the Planet, Clark had developed a routine.
He’d arrive ten minutes early. Pretend it wasn’t because you usually walked in five minutes later. Fail spectacularly at acting surprised when you did. It was pathetic.
Jimmy thought it was hilarious.
“You know,” Jimmy said one morning, spinning lazily in his chair, “most people just ask someone out.”
Clark kept typing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Jimmy leaned over his desk. “You smiled at your computer because they emailed you a comma.”
“It was a very thoughtful comma.”
Jimmy stared.
Clark sighed.
“I hear it now.”
The elevator chimed.
You stepped out, coffee in one hand and a stack of marked-up pages in the other. “Morning!”
Clark looked up so quickly he almost knocked his glasses off. “Morning.”
You smiled before disappearing toward your desk.
Jimmy waited exactly three seconds.
“…Thoughtful comma.”
Clark buried his face in his hands.
———
By Friday afternoon, Metropolis had settled into one of those steady spring rains that blurred the skyline into watercolor.
Clark had just returned from an interview when he caught part of a conversation outside Perry’s office.
“…headed back next week…”
His stomach dropped.
“…it’s a great opportunity…”
He couldn’t hear the rest.
Normally, he would’ve tuned in with his super hearing without a second thought. Instead, he stopped himself. It felt wrong. If you wanted him to know, you’d tell him.
Still… Going back? Back to New York?
The thought lodged itself in his chest and refused to leave.
For the rest of the day, every time he looked over, you were smiling. Laughing with Lois. Talking to Perry. Packing papers into your bag.
Packing.
His mind filled in every blank with the worst possible answer. By the time the office emptied, Clark had convinced himself you were leaving.
Not that you’d ever been his to lose.
You slipped your coat on and headed toward the elevator.
“You heading out?” you asked.
Clark stood so quickly his chair rolled backward.
“Actually…”
You waited.
“I was wondering if… maybe… if you weren’t too busy…”
He swallowed.
“If you’d maybe like to get dinner sometime.”
Silence.
Clark’s heart pounded so loudly he wondered if you could hear it.
“If the answer’s no,” he rushed on, “that’s completely okay. I just figured I’d rather know than let you go back to New York and spend the next six months wondering if I imagined all of this.”
Your expression softened.
“Clark…”
His stomach sank.
“I’m not moving.”
“What?”
“I was talking to Perry about covering a story in Gotham next week.”
“You…”
“I’ll be back the next day.”
Clark blinked.
“Oh.”
Another pause.
Then you laughed.
“I was beginning to think you weren’t interested.”
He stared. “What?”
“You kept looking at me like you wanted to say something.”
“I did.”
“And then you’d ask if I wanted another coffee filter.”
“…I panicked.”
“I noticed.”
For a moment, neither of you spoke. Rain tapped softly against the windows.
“So…” you said, taking one small step closer. “Was that dinner invitation still available?”
Clark smiled. It wasn’t nervous this time. It wasn’t forced. It was simply happy.
“I’d really like that.”
From somewhere across the newsroom came Jimmy’s unmistakable voice.
“I KNEW IT!”
Clark closed his eyes.
“You told Jimmy?” you asked.
“I absolutely did not.”
Jimmy rounded the corner holding a twenty-dollar bill.
“Cat, pay up!”
Cat rolled her eyes, handed him the money, and pointed toward Clark.
“Told you he’d get there eventually.”
Clark groaned.
“You all made bets?”
“For legal reasons,” Jimmy said, stuffing the bill into his pocket, “they were friendly predictions.”
You laughed again. Clark was beginning to think that sound could fix just about anything.
As the two of you stepped into the elevator together, he caught your reflection in the polished doors.
For weeks, he’d convinced himself the feeling would pass. That eventually the butterflies would settle, the overthinking would stop, and you’d simply become another coworker.
Instead, every day had felt a little more impossible than the last. A little brighter. Like something that couldn’t quite be explained.
Something that had arrived without warning…and somehow made the whole world feel different.
Special thanks to @pixynari for my beautiful dividers!!
I really hope you guys enjoyed this lead single of my first ever event! This one is extra super special to me because I see Alex Warren live one week from today (yay!) lots of love for this song and for Clark. Thank you for reading!
I need tumblr to have an option where you can customize your like button like laufey on instagram. Imagine how easily abused that would be.
Hello beautiful people! I am so excited to share my first ever event with you all!!! All of the songs are on my summer playlist. Let me know what you want to see as the first single and if you want to be tagged in anything!! Masterlist will be updated with links as posted
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟷: 𝙰 𝙵𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙾𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝙺𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚝. 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚘𝚍d
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟸: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎’𝚜 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝙳𝚓𝚘 𝚏𝚝. 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟹: 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝚈 𝙷𝚄𝚂𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙳! 𝚋𝚢 𝚁𝙰𝚈𝙴 𝚏𝚝. 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚘
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟺: 𝙵𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚢 𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚡 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚝. 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟻: 𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 𝚏𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚝
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟼: 𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐’𝚜 𝙾𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚢 𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻 𝚏𝚝. 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟽: 𝙼𝚢 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚝. 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟾: 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙰 𝚏𝚝. 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚘
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟿: 𝙱𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚆𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚝. 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝟷𝟶: 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚁𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚝
Stirring up a summer event… would you rather I do like 5-10 long fics or like 15-20 Drabbles?
Fic length?
More short fics
Less long fics
⋆｡°✩ 𝙰𝚍𝚊’𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★
This is one I’ve wanted to read for a while so I was very excited to finally get to it! I think Mary Shelley does a beautiful job crafting this story of love and loss that completely enthralls you and has you thinking for days after.
The Hero of Ages by Brandon Sanderson: ★ ★ ★ ★
This is the final book in the original Mistborn trilogy and I loved and hated finishing it out. Vin is such a powerful character for me. While this wasn’t my favorite book in the trilogy, it was such a strong conclusion that the series will absolutely stay in one of my all time favorites. (Technically I rated it a 4.5, but that didn’t look as nice)
Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer: ★ ★ ★ ★
After finishing Frankenstein and Mistborn I definitely needed a bit of a lighter read, and Assistant to the Villain delivered in every single way. I devoured this book in about 5 hours, and was laughing the entire time. As someone who’s not a heavy romance reader, I went in skeptical, but I was thoroughly enthused by the antics and compelling storyline.
Apprentice to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer: ★ ★ ★ ★
As before, this book had me laughing all the way through and I couldn’t put it down. I think this was my favorite of the series because of the character growth and the plot impact throughout that both had me at the edge of my seat and falling out of it.
Accomplish to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer: ★ ★ ★
You’ll notice a trend at this point, but legitimately I read all 3 books in 4 days, so I very much recommend. The only reason I rated this book lower was because the change of pace made it a bit harder to follow, but I’m excited to jump back in in August with book 4!
The Things We Leave Unfinished by Rebecca Yarros: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★
If you were to see my copy of this book, you’ll also see my plethora of tear stains in the last 10%. Rebecca Yarros proves time and time again why she stays at the front of contemporary romance, and this book sums it up. I legitimately couldn’t put it down. I read the entire book in one sitting and it was SO worth it. I highly recommend and cannot wait to see the film adaptation!
In case you’re curious about my spottiness on this account, it’s because I spent most of May sitting back and reading- fics and novels alike. My rambles and recommendations can be found on @celestial-library and I would love if you guys would check it out! Officially graduated now, so I’ll definitely have more time to be active on this blog!!
Most of the songs on the great divide can be about Dick and Jason if you think hard enough
James: a Laufey Songfic
Word Count: 1.4k
Summary: James Potter, your longtime crush, has asked you out! Great! Or… maybe not? Based on Laufey’s James, but with a happier ending.
Pics from Pinterest and divider by @cursed-carmine <3
Guys I want more mooties I love having virtual friends
Hmu if youre looking for more fanfic friends in the dcu or Harry Potter universes I WILL YAP
We leave for Universal Studios WEDNESDAY (I am so excited first of all) but to prep I’ve been reading Harry Potter with my sister before we go. We’re on prisoner of Azkaban and I shit you not this was me when pansy started talking
Like yes obviously she exists in this world? But that whiny bitch is not my girl like
Life is unfair because I will never be loved by a tall dark and brooding man who's only soft with me. The audacity.
All my favorite fic reblogs are going on @celestial-library !!!
I just finished reading Onyx Storm and oh my LANTA I cannot deal. I’m never reading again (she lies)
I’ve also never related to a character more than violet sorrengail 😔 pray my patience stays intact until TWENTY TWENTY SEVEN.
rough night? 🩸
I’m fucking barking.
My sister is watching through liv and Maddie and…
PARKER IS SO BABY DAMI I CANT. The aggressive cynicism sells it its lit how i picture him when im reading a Batfam fic
