𝕯EMOLITION 𝕷OVERS
▅▅▅▅▅     K. RAYNER,
i'm trying to let you know
how much you  mean to me.

Love is in the air! Watch as it blooms!

[TEREZA]: "Você não quer um amor como o meu, minha menina linda." ━━ "You don't want a love like mine, my darling girl."

Tereza Solano's words are a faint whisper. Minuscule enough to be drowned by the heavy rain and thundering storm surrounding their home. She holds onto her daughter tightly, her arms squeezing around young Mireya as a soft reminder: She is safe in her arms. Nothing will harm her.

One hand cradles her face, her fingers committed to carving and memorizing her daughter's features. She feels the subtle change beneath her fingertips, a slight shift of emotions. Mireya's brows furrow as a strike of lightning meets the Earth. Tereza, her touch light, almost ghostly, brushes loose strands of hair away from her daughter's face and secures them behind her ear. In her arms, Mireya flinches, shutting the pair of brown eyes she adores as the rain pours down from their roof, enlarging the overflowing puddle on the pavement. Mireya jolts again when another round of thunder booms in the distance.

Tereza pulls her deeper into her chest, her free hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. She raises the soft, plush blanket over her as she whispers:

"Você não quer um amor como o meu."  ━━  "You don't want a love like mine."

Tereza's words are louder this time. She watches as Mireya's bottom lip stops its quivering rhythm. Mireya doesn't flinch at the tap, tap, tap of rain droplets landing against their windows. She doesn't jolt at the loud crash! as the endless winds bring another round of leaves, sticks, and rocks to their windowsill. In the distance, another ray of lightning briefly lights up Coast City's murky, grim skies. No, she doesn't notice her harsh surroundings — the beastly, untamable weather gnawing at their home. Instead, it is Tereza's statement that captures her attention.

[MIREYA]: "Não acho isso, Mãe." ━━ "I don't believe that, Mamá."

Mireya Solano finds her mother's statement to be, well, crazy. Every last word was crazy, something close to loucura. She's crazy. She's crazy. It's scary. Why would her mother say something like that? Maybe, she believes, it's something she won't understand now. She won't ever understand how her mother could say those words so easily. No regret, no emotion, and especially no care if she hears her words. But she knows the truth. Her mother is wrong. She's wrong. She's wrong. She can't be right?

She shakes her head. Her stubborn mind — or so, her Mãe whispers to her Pai every time she believes Mireya isn't listening — refuses to believe her words. Her arms are crossed. She huffs her chest out, her lips form a meek pout. Her mother gives her no explanation, no reasoning. She chooses to keep her secrets. Mireya won't allow it; she wants to know. She wants to know why she said it. How could she say that?

Suddenly, the arms around her feel heavy. Everything becomes tiring. And she decides, she won't fall for her comfort-coated lies anymore. Pulling the plush blanket down, she squirms in her mother's lap, forcing her to loosen her saintly hold.

"Não é certo. Como você pode dizer isso, Mãe?" ━━ "That's not true. How could you say that, Mamá?"

Mireya blurts the statement, a thought never meant to leave her mind. She's not sure why. Her mind screams, her mother is wrong, her mother is wrong! But her heart disagrees. There's more that her mother isn't telling her. Maybe, it's a secret she hadn't planned on sharing? Or, maybe she had one or two of those special drinks she kept to herself and her Pai; the very same drinks that were 'off-limits' to meninas, such as herself.

She has to know. Whatever secrets she keeps, she must know.

"Mãe?"

She calls for her again, "Mãe?"

Tereza doesn't respond. She hums a simple, melodic tune. Mireya's heard this tune many times before. On the populous, bustling streets. Around their home. In her dreams, somewhere else. Her hums fade into the background of her mind, along with the wild storm braving their city, their home. Only one thought remains clear:

Mireya doesn't want a love like her mother's.

[ . . . ]

Fifteen. Hurry. The clock's ticking . . .

Fifteen and the World is unkind to her, unkind to Love. Fifteen and Mireya Solano wants to begin again, rewind time and erase the mistakes of the past. Fifteen and she's greeted with an influx of betrayal, drama, heartache, and most things in between. At Fifteen, Mireya Solano begins to believe that there is much more to Love than what meets the eye.

Love is beyond infatuation, rooted in beliefs stronger than desire and lust. Love is not limited to adoration and intimacy, not when friendship and compassion coexist alongside warmth and yearning. Love is not simple, or difficult, either. Love, as proclaimed by Mireya, is an indescribable feeling. However, Love is as powerful, as much as it is uncontrollable. Passionate, yet untamable.

In a world where Love exists all around her, the Universe cannot help but taunt Mireya Solano of her impending end. The clock is ticking, the Universe reminds her, and soon, her time will be up.

MIREYA SOLANO PREDATOR,
STAR SAPPHIRE     /     ELYSIUM
this world is after me, are
you gonna be the one to save us?

&&

KYLE RAYNER    WHITE LANTERN,
GREEN LANTERN / ION
can i be the only hope for you?
'cause you're the only hope for me.

   𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓 ! ꒰ ✳️ ꒱  I don't own any aspect of the DC Comics franchise — this includes any mentions of characters from said comics, references to certain events, and plots pertaining to the comics. Credit belongs to the DC Comics! I simply own my original characters seen throughout this fic, such as Mireya & the rest of the Solano family, as well as the creation of the planet, Citalá!

   𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 ! ꒰ ✳️ ꒱  contains MATURE CONTENT. There will be mentions of: death, allegories for xenophobia & classism, kidnapping & trafficking, canon-typical & slightly graphic violence, murder, cultish themes, crude humor (i.e. sexual innuendos, implications, etc.), light mentions of Catholicism, and anything else to come up throughout this fic!

   𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 ! ꒰ ✳️ ꒱  ah, DEMOLITION LOVERS, my beloved Kyle Rayner fic 🫂. For a while, I couldn't pick a plot for the life of me. There were 4 plots that preceded this one. 2 of the 4 took inspiration from shows & movies such as Changeling, The Umbrella Academy, & Pretty Little Liars and were sort of Titans-centered, whereas the other 2 were either very cosmic-themed + Star Sapphire Corps-related or very spacey & White Lantern orientated. Consider this some weird combination of all four, with a few extra additions!

   ⌇  Surprise? I tried to do something different here, not too sure how much I like it?? I'd like to think I definitely stepped out of my comfort zones with this one — considering how long it took me to write the actual summary, if you could even call it that, ( apparently, trying to write from a child's perspective was not a good idea ). It took me so many tries, from scrapping the original concept to the words continuously looking funny to me and having to take breaks from writing. It kinda doesn't help that I'm deadly allergic to writing summaries that hint at the plot. But finally, after being left to rot in the drafts for over a year, she's here. Por fin, ya llegó — mireya, my pookie 🫶 , is home :) !!

⌇  dedications, # kateprydes , dckyeoms  (BIG THANKS to tals, who was extremely kind enough to help me out with the summary & work a few other things out!!), siIverveils , goldenveils , keupid , bayports  —  and to all the extremely talented, lovely members of the Watchtower server (AKA, the biggest enablers I've ever met) <33!! Without them, obviously DL wouldn't be here and would've very likely stayed in my drafts for another year or so.

   ⌇  Onto my next note: to clear things up, this fic doesn't follow any particular comic storyline. We live by one simple rule here:  IF IT ISN'T mentioned then it's not canon. Canon is NOT our friend here! There'll still be references to events from Prime & New Earth but the bottom line is this: DEMOLITION LOVERS is very much canon adjacent / divergent from the comics.    new Earth, new Timeline, new Rules.      So, in short, this is all just for fun, nothing serious! I'm just here to give Kyle Rayner his flowers 💐 .

💌 ⌇    Now, this is just a little Behind-The-Scenes look at my inner and utmost unorganized thoughts, which of course, you don't have to read! It's a little #SPOILER -y, but also not really, so feel free to go ahead and skip to the next part if you'd like, (Happy Readings, if you do!)       Throughout DL, one of the main & consistent themes is Love — or more so, Love being an umbrella term for so much more. There's more to love than just romance. You have platonic + familial love, or, there's also compassion, tragedy, and even anger/rage in Love.    It might be a little on the nose, with Mireya being a Star Sapphire / Predator, but, I mean it when I say Mireya is a character who has so much love to give.   And honestly, there just something fun about exploring what love means to her, especially when paired with Kyle. We all know how Love treats Kyle. Trust, there's a lot of parallels and similarities between those two :)