Hey Tempest. There’s this coworker of mine, and I can’t seem to get my mind off her. I’m sure it’s obvious to everyone around us at the office, but she means the world to me. I’ve already tried writing her initials in the clouds and gifting her plenty of flowers. How do I make sure they know how special and loved they are? — Boy Scout
YOU HAVE A NEW TEXT FROM ROSIE !
clark, my love, stop using my blog to confess your love for me (again). dinner’s ready, come here ! <3 r.
2000s DC UNIVERSE . . . think sex & the city meets brooklyn 99 meets superman meets better cr . a lovely mashup of superman media ( including comics, superman 2025, smallville, my adventure with superman, the 1996 animated superman show, etc etc etc )
WHO IS ROSIE ?
also known as tempest, rosie is a semi-retired superhero turned advice columnist for the daily planet. known around the office and her friend group as clark kent’s college sweetheart & best-friend-turned-lover. now, she’s one half of an unstoppable and painfully hopeful hero duo protecting metropolis from anything the universe ( lex luthor ) might throw its way. during the day day, they handle any problems that arise, whether that’s human relationship related or out of this world. after all, the most powerful way to make a difference in the world is by helping others !
when rosie isn’t churning out advice articles for the daily planet, they’re answering questions on their secret advice blog, www.voiceofthetempest.com ! dedicated to relationship and life advice for heroes, metahumans, or anyone else who might need it. as tempest, her superhero identity, she answers everything from intimacy with magic, to balancing responsibilities, to how to tell your civilian partner that you got magical powers from a rock you found in space.
rosie is the hypothetical love child of carrie bradshaw & charlotte york— not literally, but in theory. human psychology & witchcraft enthusiast. had a mostly normal upbringing, but not so normal post-college travel experiences ( i found an ancient staff, unlocked primordial nature & energy magic powers, and changed the course of my life forever ). lex luthor’s #1 hater !
when rosie returned to metropolis, they got a job at the daily planet as a relationship advice columnist, with a flair for giving intuitively too-accurate life advice. who is the man at the desk across from hers? none other than their years-long, painfully obvious college crush, clark kent.
did we spend years dancing around our feelings? yes.
did we still email back and forth for almost 2 years while we each traveled the world on our own? also yes.
did we immediately recognize each other as heroes? of course we did. because why wouldn’t we.
did we sit on the roof of the daily planet, drink hot chocolate, and debrief each other on how the last years of our lives unfolded, especially how the hell we ended up both being superheroes? yes. yes we did. it took hours
it’s hard to find a reason not to be together when you’ve laid everything out in the table all at once, when you’ve been best friends for years, when you know each others families, and when you share a unique understanding of how chaotic being a superhero can be. fate has a funny way of bringing people together, especially when they’re both navigating how to connect with the world & make a difference. honestly, what can go wrong?
I honestly don't care about sharing s/o with other shifters but omg. Everytime I see Artemis with Jason I tweak, like I feel sick to my stomach. I FEEL SO CRINGE ADMITTING IT BUT I GET GENUINELY SICK WITH JEALOUSY. LIKE BACK OFF GIRL. JASON DONT CALL HER PRINCESS YOU CUNT. WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU JASON.
In most of my dr’s where powers/magic are used by other people i usually ALSO have powers (Young Justice, The Flash, Batfam, Harry potter, MCU, Chilling adventures of Sabrina, Stranger Things, K-12)
And then in my Gotham dr im just some random bitch with a bakery and a partying problem…
🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the teacup couple of my arrowverse dr ≈
some people look at love as a mere chemical reaction — a compounded concoction of dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin — mixed in with a couple other self imposed sensations and there you have it, the recipe for romance. simple and efficient.
gwen wasn’t entirely sure she understood what love was, her first boyfriend felt like an obligation to their shared childhood, raised only a few houses apart. barry, on the other hand, thought he knew all about love, a trauma bonded tourniquet held onto his heart when he looked at his best friend, the girl he loved his entire life, who never noticed him as anything more.
moving through life with a goal so vast and daunting, it seemed impossible, the two of them were left chasing after these desperate attempts at reconciling their past. leaving them with no time to even consider anything more for their future.
but sometimes the impossible becomes the future. sometimes the path that gets carved from bloodied, dirt ridden hands, is the very path that you are meant to lead.
what other explanation is there? how is it possible for gwen’s path to converge with barry’s when he resides halfway across the world and she crosses into his city limits in an attempt to flee a fight too far gone?
there’s no point in trying to find meaning in what has become matter, there’s no point in trying to dissect the compounds of a chemical reaction that has already erupted inside the glass beaker you have for a heart.
all they shared was a handshake and with every day that followed, gwen felt her soul thundering with every spark in barry’s eyes. and that terrified her ..
she who was deigned a weapon, a tool, an asset to clean up the mess made by those in power. she who donned the name of an animal, a beast shackled to her loyalties, bound by family and fortune. she who was deemed a rogue… how could he love somebody like her?
yet all he sees is a woman, cloaked in intrigue and elegance, harbouring a fire so fierce it renders him speechless, holding the power to literally bring him to his knees and yet he’d willingly crumble before her every time if it meant he could make her smile, hear her laugh, look into her eyes. she wasn’t just loved, she was worshipped.
and for that, barry allen was the only being on the planet who understood and respected the threat that was the tigress, enough for him to be the only one she’d listen to.
it’s polarising, a relationship between an ambush personified and the literal embodiment of sunshine, but maybe the burn of his sun is just as troubling as the comfort of her solemnity, for there can’t exist thunder without lightning.
listening to : gwen x barry — when lightning strikes
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now playing :
၊||၊▸ glad you came — glee cast
၊||၊▸ i found — amber run
၊||၊▸ feel something — jaymes young
၊||၊▸ wonderwall — oasis [cover by zella day]
၊||၊▸ i wanna be yours — arctic monkeys
၊||၊▸ iris — the goo goo dolls the irony is acknowledged
၊||၊▸ someone to stay — vancouver sleep clinic
၊||၊▸ sweet serenity — pixie mccann
၊||၊▸ runnin’ home to you (guitar version) — grant gustin
၊||၊▸ start of time — gabrielle alpin
don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂
the og golden retriever nerd that i fell in love w at ten years old ahshdjdj ive had this in the drafts for ages bcs istg the only thing that takes long is the desc and yet . i smash it all out in ten mins… it’s literally just my procrastination, i’m creative enough to write smth in one sitting and yet i still hold off till the “last minute” every. single. time. so.. yeah :) anyway here you go !! a dr relationship post ib my lovely little flower bud @elysian-fawn <333 also, again, the playlist is ordered to fit the series of events of my dr hehe. and finally — THANK YOU FOR 500 !!!!!
