#sup3s

[invisingsrchives]

AU — THE DEAD WALK AMONG THE LIVING : APOCALYPSE VERSE — RICHARDS FAMILY .

continued au info from here. / following upon their reunion , and scouting for safety, the group settles in their newfound home, Alexandria. and as the whole family , including johnny , ben and emily find their place in the community , they navigate their worth in town . the group is one of the firsts to enter Alexandria’s borders and has become the group to run for supplies, sue with her knowledge of self defence takes on teaching the civilians in the town to defend themselves, reed’s further will to find way to develop a cure still envelopes his hope , franklin is faced to grow up in a world where survival is the new way of living and johnny’s strength contributing as one of the best runners and emily grimm ( @sup3s ) for the community .

visuals featuring , susan storm , reed richards .

[fshionista]

@sup3s   said:    want   to   tell   them,   or   should   i?  -  chandler

 ❝     we  are  not  telling  anybody  anything,   chandler!    ❞     like  a  cobra,   she's  coiled  to  strike   —   and  she's  wound  just  as  tight,   too,   with  how  stressed  she  is  about  the  situation  at  hand.     ❝    you  know  how  much  everyone  was  looking  forward  to  monica's  brownies  and  you  and  i  ruined  them  but  that  is  not  what  happened!     ❞    the  immediate  contradiction  in  the  exact  same  tone  is  enough  to  make  anyone's  head  spin,   but  she's  firm.    ❝    what  happened  is  a  bird  flew  in  here  and  stole  all  the  brownies  for  his  little  bird  friends  and  we  were  helpless  to  stop  it.   do  you  hear  me?    ❞

[moved-nosuperm4n]

“ you must be new — i haven’t seen you around smallville before. my names jonathan but everyone calls me jon. “ — 👀 jonathan

clark blinked a few times once he recognized him. lips parted to speak, but he didn't utter a word just a yet. he had to be careful about every single thing he shared with him. he shouldn't intervene with the past. his mission was clear: be a nobody in the background while you're saving your parents from the imminent threat that will befall them.

" — kaleb, " he blurted out and instantly made a mental note to stick to that name for now. " nice to meet you, jon. — hey, do you mind showing me around the school? i just got here and don't really know where i'm supposed to go ... " he chuckled nervously.

[electr1cisdead]

#SUP3S presenting 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆 by pixel . & #ELECTR1C presenting 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 by kylie . a creative interpretation for 𝐍𝐁𝐂’𝐬 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 .

[boyblooded]

@sup3s | 💌

❛ sam, sam — wake up or else you’ll be late for class. ❜

✧ ━ the feeling of gentle hands rocking him from slumber into the waking world startled him , eyes shooting open only to soften upon recognition . jess . the softness of morning quickly turned to anxiety as soon as sam processed the second half of that sentence : she was right . he'd slept right on through his alarm , and on any other day he might've said screw it and stayed home with her . today , though , it was presentation day &* professor leznicky expected only the highest quality from his best and brightest . remind him again why taking up a TA position was a good idea ? his voice is still hoarse , remaining traces of sleep resulting in a low grumble . ❛ mmm . . . why can't i just stay here with you all day ? i wanna . . . make pancakes . ❜ not entirely awake , not yet .

[outlawiism]

@sup3s ♡'d for a 1st person starter !

everyone else must have passed      out already.      after a rowdy night like that,      there’s no way any of my loons are awake this early.      the air in Knowhere always smells funny.      whether it’s the fact that we’re living inside something technically dead,      or the lingering stench of criminal life slipping past my nose,      is up for debate.      but before i can dwell on it,      i hear the faintest metallic thud against the metallic thud against the platform outside what i consider my quarters.

there’s no      MISTAKING      that particular shade of green despite knowing more than a few green women in my life.

i push off the railing      &      stand upright,      scanning the zen-whoberi with what i hope is a neutral expression.      there’s a sudden      TWIST      in my chest i wish i didn’t feel.      she’s my best flarkin’ friend,      someone who stood by me through thick      &      thin,      no matter what.      why does my mind scream the wildest shit at me     ?      stuff like,      ‘is she leaving us     ?’   even though nothing suggests she’s unhappy here.      i shake the feeling off      &      try to look casual.

she can see through just about anything.      i don’t know why i bother.           ❝          where are      YOU      headed at this hour     ?          ❞

[invisingsrchives]

&& CONTINUED FROM !! FT. @sup3s ‘ REED RICHARDS ’ / THE FANTASTIC FOUR IN APOCALYPSE

being together wasn’t the hard part , it was the constant worry of every inch of their surroundings that she had immediately gotten used to being the trigger , to keep her family safe . and having been separated from reed , and the rest of them amplified her protectiveness . she’s had to watch franklin see things she’s never expected to be exposed to .

their contribution as scientists in the life they had lived before creeping up on her like a fever dream . THIS WAS THEIR LIFE NOW ? her thoughts spiralled , but soon snapped followed by the sound of unalived dead put down . She stands in her position as she puts away her gun in her belt holster , taking a relief sigh from adrenaline . and giving reed a squeeze on his shoulder . a tender kiss that also felt memorable , every intimacy they had serving as memory to keep .

sitting next to a sleepy franklin , and a kiss upon forehead while she pulls him closer . and reaching out for reed , “ no more separating , I almost lost you—”

[moved-nosuperm4n]

“ you know i love you clark — your ma and i, we’re proud of who you’ve become. whatever you choose to do . . . we support you. “ — pa

clark forced a smile to show gratitude, a fragile mask that could only do so much to conceal the tornado of dilemmas tearing his brain apart.

" well, i don't wanna choose! " he declared. " i'm sick of having to make all these big, life-defining choices for myself. — how am i supposed to know what the right decision is?! — i don't know anything about anything! " he blurted out before taking a deep breath, taking a seat in utter defeat as he mumbled, " sometimes i wish someone could decide for me ... " it just sounded so much easier that way.