SISTER IN BATTLE.

Cassie pulled on Diana’s arm excitedly, practically bouncing out of her converse as she waited for the Amazon to turn to look at her. Biting her lip she couldn’t wait a second more before shoving the drawing up into the older woman’s face. 

“Okay so hear me out, all of us but we are all cats. And and you see we all have these clans and you! You get to be the prettiest and best warrior cat because you have curly fur and a star on your head but Batman and Cass get to be the scariest. Oh and Superman and Kon get to be the nicest cats they’re real good cats – really trustworthy. It kinda seems like Batman and Cass are the bad guys but they’re not, they’re secretly really good.” 

This continues on for awhile before she finally smiles and catches her breath. 

So being a hero, celebrity and a teenager was kind of a hard thing to balance. Admittedly last summer she was wearing basketball shorts and tripping over herself, but that had changed significantly in a very short time period. She was growing up and with age came many many mistakes. Like a siren song she was called to every Mother’s worst nightmare – her rebellious phase.

Cassie was not immune to her pride, in fact, it was pretty much destined to be her folly. Zeus’ blood ran thick through her veins as she grew into herself, and with that came trouble. Diana was no stranger to the various children of the gods but perhaps none had been as destructive and dangerous as the king’s own. She swore to keep his youngest daughter on the right path, to make sure she had every tool and moral to be good and just. To carry the legacy of the Amazons, who were once almost wiped out by her very own half brother decades ago. This was a very important thing, but at this current time Cassie couldn’t care less.

The world of man carried temptation, this was a risk Wonder Woman was well aware of when choosing where to raise the young girl. Themyscria was without such risks but judging by how Donna turned out it wasn’t perfect either. To isolate Cassie from her human half may prove to be damaging to her emotional state and empathy, it was an impossible question with many unpredictable variables. Perhaps now in these exact moments Diana would have wished to have chosen another path for her pupil.

Coming to practice drunk was a bold choice or rather a disrespectful one, Wonder Girl had been on a fast and furious downward spiral that led her here. Showing up in front of the woman she considered a Mother – stumbling and in no condition to fight, stinking of party and illegal substances and worst of all having the audacity to think she was in any condition to help anyone. What if there had been an emergency? She could have gotten innocent people killed or herself. None of that mattered right now though – boys, booze and her social standing in the young hero community mattered the most in these past few months and they both knew it.

Covering her mouth the teen swallowed down some vomit that kept threatened to come up, holding up a finger to let Diana know she needed a second. “Alright, I’m good I’m good. Let’s uh go or whatever.”

Her mentor wasn’t having any of it, this was the FINAL straw.

"This is getting ridiculous, Cassandra. Not only do you disrespect me by coming to practice like this, but you disrespect your role itself. I’m giving you one last chance. If you don’t start taking your responsibilities more seriously, then your career as Wonder Girl is over. Choose wisely.”

At first the words were met with a huff and an eye roll, who fucking cares? Diana was getting sensitive as hell if a little fun was upsetting her this bad, just because she didn’t have any time to have joy didn’t mean nobody else could. Crossing her arms Cassie sighed loudly to let her know that this was a pointless and aggravating lecture that she had heard all before – except for that last part. Those words shot off like a bullet. – “Wait. What?” Her voice was growing more sincere as big blue eyes looked at Diana; widening with shock.

“then your career as Wonder Girl is over” – replayed in her head as her blood ran cold. That was her worst fear. Would Wonder Woman truly take the title away from her? No! No, she couldn’t do that, could she? Being a hero was Cassandra’s everything, it is what she had always wanted for as long as she could remember. This couldn’t be really happening. 

The silence was deafening as they stared at each other, Wonder Woman in all her glory intense and never yielding. Cassie had never seen her like that, she always saw her as warm and kind even in the tough times but now she was on the other side. There was no sweetness left for her, she was cracking down and cracking down hard. It was horrifying in every way, which caused Cassie to finally submit to her own failures and lose the contents of last night all over the grass below. As she stared down at the bile she saw herself losing, she was falling so fast and now even Diana was giving up on her, the one person she thought never would.

It was heartbreaking.

Wiping her mouth off with her fore arm the young girl sniffled; inhaling bits back into her throat which caused her to wince, it wasn’t graceful and it wasn’t heroic – Cassandra Sandsmark was pathetic. The familiar burn of sorrow clung to her throat and pulled at the corner of her eyes, this was her worst nightmare and it wasn’t some villains doing it was her own foolish behavior that destroyed her. Finally she managed words, they were messy and desperate but they fell from her mouth all the same.

“You. but. I. You wouldn’t….right? You need a Wonder Girl, don’t you?” There were tears in her eyes, “You need me..don’t you?” – A pause as the tears began to fall more violently now, “I need you. Please don’t abandon me, I’m so sorry.” Her legs gave out as she felt the slosh of every bad decision in her head, “I’m so so sorry.” The ground cracked beneath her as if it itself signaled the fall of a hero, her voice was caught in a loop as she sobbed into her hands.

indie,  private  &  selective   cassie  sandsmark    /    wonder girl   written  by  kat.

ARE  YOU  KIDDING ?   what  we’re  doing  here  …  it’s  mythic !   we’re  continuing  an  epic  of  heroism  and  adventure  that  goes  back  millennia !   how  could  anyone  walk  away  from  that ?

Hey so I don’t want to make this post, I really don’t. Mainly because writing is supposed to be a getaway from various real life things and I really didn’t think I would NEED to address this. However, I’ll be blunt. If you’re lesphobic and have issues with lesbian romances — or even bisexual characters that are in same sex relationships, then I don’t want to write with you. I’m exhausted by this topic, and I also won’t tolerate blatant hatred of female characters for the obvious invalid reasons.

I’ve seen a lot of shit that I don’t agree with but it’s not hurting anyone so I just shrug it off and move on, but lesphobia and normalizing the mistreatment of lesbians/bisexual women is not one of those things that ‘isn’t hurting anyone’. That effects people IRL and in fact it effects my real life. You can ship whatever you want (within reason) and you can have whatever portrayal you want (within reason) without disrespecting lesbians or bisexual women in same sex relationships. 

The bottom line is I don’t WANT to come online here and see shit like that. I see it all day every day, I see it IRL, I see it at work, I see it in the media – for fuck’s sake my gf can’t even go to work without getting hit on left and right even though she politely explains she is a lesbian in a committed relationship. I’m so tired of my life being treated lesser or not as important. If you write a lesbian ship and you’re not a lesbian it’s simple do your research and be respectful. It’s not hard and let me be crystal clear I’m not saying you have to have a perfect innocent non problematic dynamic either. You just don’t need to be offensive or erase important representation or elements of things. I’m asking the bare minimum and if that bothers you, I don’t know what else to say because this isn’t some fictional thing – it’s my reality.