alex danvers is bored. which on a date on a friday night? nothing new to her. she continuously tried and tried before and it never felt right, but with kara in the happiest relationship she’s ever been in with james, alex feels this need to try one more time. to maybe hope to excel at this one last time.
it’s going about as well as it did the last time she had tried this. horribly.
so far internet dating has resulted int four of terrible dates. two she left before they could even hit the first hour, this one she promised she would at least try and stop to enjoy it.
yet, it hasn’t been working. alex feels like she would rather her drown herself, physically in the beer in her hand than continue to sit here and drink it and pretend that she’s enjoying the guy’s arm around her shoulder, or his stupid scruffy face or god, the way he keeps shushing her when she goes to say something.
this baseball game would be much more enjoyable if she were allowed to have an opinion, but this guy hasn’t once asked if she even knew the teams, or anything about the game, he just assumed she hadn’t. assumed she was oblivious and stupid, and so inherently female that she didn’t understand a simple game.
a game she played as a kid herself, when she wasn’t surfing. a game she gets to play sometimes with kara on a larger scale when they hit up the desert and they see how far she can hit it.
( not how hard, kara! how far. )
and boy is this grinding on her nerds. she goes to speak once more but the just a second babe. gives her enough response to decide that within the next inning she was going to excuse herself, and leave. she was just waiting for an acceptable moment.
there’s a lull in the game, and alex thinks this might be her moment. josh, the idiot she decided to go out with tonight, has turned to some guy next to her, and has spent three minutes ( she knows she’s counted on her watch - deo grade and all. ) talking to him about the third baseman.
her eyes dart up to the large screen, she thinks it was more out of a small habit of trying to find somewhere to look, that wasn’t leaning closer to his horrible breath, but when she does she gasps.
a large intake of breath happens, and she’s not even sure that that she’s seeing correctly until people are cheering and she can feel the pit of dread in her stomach. it settles like a bad night with too much alcohol.
national city’s kisscam! in bright big letters that alex danvers thinks about smashing into little itty bitty pieces.
she turns to josh because she expects - even though the screen shows differently - that he’d be waiting for her to well, kiss him. but he’s not, he’s still engaged in whatever stupid conversation he was having, his arm wasn’t even around her anymore she was completely disentangled form him. and though she should be grateful right now she’s mostly mortified and annoyed.
for fucks sake.
one achingly long beat.
a sharp intake of breath.
“babe, listen, give me like five fucking minutes and we’ll go get something to eat alright? chill out.”
he didn’t even turn around, or stop talking to the other oblivious and clearly there by himself idiot.
she’s about to handle this alex danvers style. with finesse. with anger. with god damn pride, and stride off camera.
she blindly reaches for her jacket behind her when she feels a tap next to her.
she goes to snap. she goes to say what the hell do you want? she goes to say anything but instead, she lays eyes on the most beautiful woman she has ever seen. with the softest eyes, and a large and nervous grin. and alex swears that her stomach both swooped and got butterflies at the same time.
she doesn’t even realize that the other woman is talking, until she realizes that she’s waiting for a response.
instead of an explanation she gets a laugh and the other woman must have made an executive decision. one because she would guess later, the camera was going to move very soon if she didn’t.
it takes literally three whole seconds for her to realize the woman is kissing her.
before she can even realize what’s happening her hand is reaching out to fit along the jaw of the other woman. the mystery woman. trying to pull her closer.
she mentally makes a list of the first three things that can come to her mind clearly.
one. she’s kissing a woman, a woman!!
two. said woman’s kiss has to be the best kiss she’s ever gotten in like forever. possibly in the entirety of her whole dating life. possibly in the next forever as well. she may never get kissed this well again.
three. the crowd is cheering, the world is moving on, somewhere behind her she hears josh’s loud what the fuck! but none of that matters because three, oh three. this woman has the softest lips alex has ever kissed and she doesn’t want to stop.
she unfortunately does though. only when said woman pulls away, dimple worthy grin on her face, glancing behind alex with a flush.
alex is dazed, and confused, and so, so, so wanting to kissing her again, which is confusing, but very much an impulse she’d give into.
but she’s enough put together that she knows to glance behind where ever the other woman’s gaze is. it turns out its on josh, who’s stomping his way through the aisle. throwing things as he goes. screaming still. and alex can’t help but laugh loudly.
“yeah, oh. you were pretty into that for a straight girl.”
“um -” alex feels her face heating up and she doesnt know what to say, how to move, to say she’s not gay. because she’s not right?
“i see. how about this…” the brunette raises an eyebrow and alex feels herself listening even closer.
“i’m maggie. maggie sawyer. i’m ncpd outside of this bad atmosphere.”
alex tries not to look so disappointed as to where that sentence went.
“i’m alex danvers. alex. i work - um, well, i’m a bio-engineer.”
real smooth, she thinks to herself. she’s never stuttered so easily over that.
“well miss bioengineer who is clearly straight, and in no way gay, whatsoever. how about since my very, very gay date stood me up, and yours seems to be a massive prick, we get out of here and grab something to eat? i know this great place that has veggie burgers and -”
“oh my god, gross.”
“if you had let me finish, and normal ones if you’re going to need that in your system. and we can ignore all of everything else and maybe just get to know each other? on our very, very, very not gay date. hm?”
alex feels her face heat up again, and she can’t help but nod.
“i just saved your ass from city wide humiliation on screen and i have to buy dinner! preposterous.”
“you said your date stood you up, i think you’ll be okay.”
alex is feeling brave, and bold, and butterflies floating in her stomach, and suddenly somewhere it hits her that this is what she wanted out of this date. and maybe, she’ll panic about that later. right now she could really use some food.
“fine then. come on you sneaky little punk who probably makes more than on her what i’m assuming is a scientist salary. let’s get you some food.”
( alex does have a gay panic. she has a panic so hard that she panics in front of maggie, because that’s where she accidentally slept over watching bad netflix. it takes alex a whole three days to come to terms with it. it takes alex and maggie three weeks to admit their dating. )
( it only took them two years to get engaged. at that same baseball stadium, and maggie was nothing if not thorough, and she made sure, that the proposal ended up on the big screen. as a reminder of how they met. )
( alex decides maybe she wont smash the words national city’s kisscam! after all. )
So I’ve been thinking about doing another fun type of prompt thing after we hit another milestone (like maybe reaching 800 followers or reaching a certain number of posts) that’s like a shuffle song thing, where you pick a number between 1-however many songs I have at that point and the song it lands on I have to write a short little thing based on the songs or certain lyrics for it with whichever character you guys choose
You should write another one shot or maybe like 800 more one shots bc damn. You are the reason we holtzbert fans read fanfictions. I know I can speak for each one of your readers when I say that you make us feel so many different things when we read your work. Sadness, happiness, humor, surprise, and more. We also love the drawings. It makes the story even more real. Please never stop writing because we love you and your work. Have a fantastic weekend! 💕✨😊
Oh my goodness this is like the nicest comment I have gotten in my life THANK YOU THANK YOU I am blushing and giggling (and dying a little)! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
And I will definitely continue to write and draw; you all in the holtzbert fandom have been so supportive of my work and your comments and feedback like this are what push me to create more. It’s, honestly, very refreshing, since I haven’t had input from a fandom like this in YEARS and I had forgotten a little why I was even doing this. I hope you have a fantastic LIFE because it’s feedback like this that make it all the work worthwhile and I encourage everyone to tell this stuff to creators they love. 💖✨
(P.S. I have a oneshot written and a multi-chapter thing that I’m proofing, so those are a-coming once I find time to crank out some illustrations. Also, I have a bunch of original sapphic comics that I’m hoping to get to that I think you’ll all enjoy.)
‘sup! as you might know (probably not tho) my birthday is on next sunday, 12/04! the other reason for this is that i’m rather close to 4k in followers, thank you very much for that – i’m super thankful to you all and i’d like to do more than just a follow forever but sadly i don’t have either time or motivation to make anything big hahah. i just wanted to say that you make my days so much brighter and fill them with smiles and laughter, thank you for being there for me! well, without further parley, here we go;
What are your thoughts on WTNV? Has it influenced your music and how has it influenced your career? How did you become involved in it?
I love WTNV, and it has changed my career and life quite a bit. I first became involved when Joseph Fink asked me if he could use my music as a soundtrack for a podcast he was making, the concept was really cool so I said yes.
For the first year it didn’t make a big impact on my life, it was just one of many small projects I had given music to, but then after it had been around for a few months started getting occasional emails like someone from Brazil asking if they could use my music for a fan-made Portuguese translation, that sort of thing, and I thought oh cool this podcast is starting to get around a bit. I performed at the first “live Night Vale” event which was very different from what we do these days. The audience was maybe 60 people or so, I would say an older audience than the NV crowd these days, and it was more of a variety show - Cecil read from a new episode, Joseph and Jeffrey and others read from some of the other Commonplace books, there were a couple of musical guests, there was a bit of standup. I did some very stripped down ambient stuff in the background while Cecil was reading.
After it had been around for a little over a year is when it really blew up. Joseph asked me about putting a group together for two shows at Roulette that fall - I think the audience combined was something like 800 or maybe 1000. In any case I had never performed live for that many people before, and most Disparition material had never been performed live at all. I decided to hire a guitarist and three string players. At this point my music theory was very rusty so I had to basically cram a lot of knowledge in order to rearrange some of my songs for that group in a way that made sense. That was the show that became “The Debate”.
About two month before Night Vale got really big, I quit my day job - I worked in the marketing department of a publishing house. At that time I had no idea NV was going to take off like that, but I knew I had had enough of the publishing industry and corporate life in general and wanted to concentrate on music for a while - at that point I was doing a bunch of small projects in the downtown NYC theatre scene, more sound design than composition. When WTNV started doing well and I started getting more album sales because of that, I felt like I bought some time to sort of reevaluate and stepped away from the theatre scene as well for a time.
This last year WTNV has become an even larger part of my life as I was on the entire spring tour living and working with the rest of the cast and crew every day. We performed 46 shows, and after the first few shows I also started working as technical director, organizing the stage and making sure the sound check and the lights are correct, etc.. which was a tremendous learning experience. Now I am looking forward to the upcoming tours in the UK and in Canada and the US cities we missed, and the crew are already making plans for future tours. The NV crew have become good friends and they are excellent traveling companions.
However, as much as WTNV has changed my career and my musical life, I try to keep it separate from my own creative goals as Disparition. For the shows I will rearrange my music to go with that live setting, and sometimes I will write things specifically for the show such as in Ep. 67. But outside of those specific situations, the music I release as Disparition draws on many different sources of influence and has rather separate meaning on its own.