“Superman’s suit should be Kryptonian” “Ma Kent should make Superman’s suit at home” or how about the third fun option where the suit is the Kryptonian skinsuit BUT it gets damaged by Kryptonite and Ma Kent has to figure out how to sew/mend Kryptonian cloth that seems to have a mind of its own and won’t stop SQUIRMING.
Thousands of years of Kryptonian technology vs one Midwestern mom with her favorite show on? I’m putting my money on Ma.
From my reply: maybe the repairs have to be done as a tiny line of kryptonian script which is why ma’s stitches keep coming out. Until she gets it under her lamp and magnifying crochet glass and realizes that’s how all the other repairs were made! Then she painstakingly hand stitches the kryptonian script and it turns out this is a highly specialized career back on krypton that took decades to master and she figured it out in one or two days
ok final thought: the same line is used over and over again, and Ma assumes it’s some sort of prayer/saying/purposeful sentence. protective.
Clark translates it for her: “May the script of this House (El) protect you.”
thousands of tiny overlapping lines where the suit repaired itself in the Fortress; and then, in Ma’s delicate blue stitching, carefully inscribed: “May the script of this House protect you.”
in her stitching, the meaning changes ever so slightly. there isn’t a symbol or glyph for the Kent House, but the thread speaks for itself.
Clark Kent carries the blessings of both Houses on his skin, always.
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A Mouthful of Ash by @jcrowquill has officially ruined me, everything about this piece of perfection makes my soul ache. I had no idea I needed this but boy I do.
First off, Anakin feeling super self-conscious about his new mechanical limbs? I’m here for this. Obi-Wan kissing his metal knuckles? kriff me UP
Also, I referenced Anakin’s pose from the Dying Gaul sculpture. I was looking for something dramatic and it seemed oddly fitting.
Happy MerMay! Here's a new chapter of my obikin Aquamarine AU just before the month ends 🌊🧜♂️
Excerpt:
“You know,” Anakin begins slowly. Their car on the Ferris Wheel has passed the highest point and is now on its way back down. “I think my twelve year olds might be trying to set us up.”
“You don’t say.” Obi-Wan eyes him and there’s a twinkle there that has nothing to do with the lights of the fairground. “And how do you feel about that?”
Anakin sets his jaw and gives him a look right back before lowering his gaze to look at their still joined hands. “I wasn’t sure about it at first. Hell, I wasn’t sure about being set up on a date when it was just Ahsoka meddling in my love life.” Obi-Wan blinks wide eyes at him, on the verge of being hurt and Anakin has to clarify. “Not because of you! Honestly, it’s better that it’s you.”
That makes Obi-Wan’s lips curl in something approaching a smirk. “Really? How so?”
It’s a good thing that the sun has almost set and the blush threatening to break out on Anakin’s face is mostly hidden. “You’re, I mean—“ How to put into words that Obi-Wan is just really attractive? His beard and his pretty blue eyes and his freckles, his hands and those shorts… the question isn’t really how to put it into words but how to make sure that once Anakin does start running his mouth he is able to stop. “You just... seem really nice?”
Smooth, Anakin, very smooth. The voice in his head sounds almost like Padmé. The thought doesn’t hurt, which is a relief, but it still manages to ache in his chest a little.
“Well, thank you,” says Obi-Wan and while it sounds like he means it, Anakin knows that answer is entirely deficient compared to what he might have been angling for.
“After that night on the beach, I wondered if we would ever see each other again. It seemed like—“ Anakin can feel his heart and his mouth beginning to run away with him and there doesn’t seem to be anything he can do to keep the words from coming out. Perhaps Obi-Wan deserves this from him though. If Obi-Wan can wear his heart on his sleeve, maybe Anakin can remember how to do it too. “—It seemed like we had a connection. A spark.”
Obi-Wan leans back a little, perhaps to get a better look at him. “A spark?”
Anakin shrugs, trying not to make a big deal out of it. “I thought there might be something there between us, like we understood each other maybe. That doesn’t happen everyday and I count myself extremely lucky that we might get a chance to explore it.”
“Likewise,” agrees Obi-Wan, sounding a little breathless.
“And, cards on the table,” Anakin says and maybe it’s the aftershocks of all of the thrill rides he has been on today but he is feeling a little reckless. “I think you’re really hot and with or without anybody else’s nosiness, I want to get to know you better.”
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