Summary: Jensen hates superheroes. Having grown up with not one, but two, of them in the family, he's more than aware of just how much having a spandex-clad alter ego can cock up the rest of your life. Luckily, his own powers tend towards the more passive, hippie florist side of things which - while embarrassing - means that all that superhero crap is someone else's problem.
Or it would, if not for the frequent interference of superhero-obsessed friends, hostage situations, hotshot new superheroes and irritating relatives. Not to mention a boyfriend who has the uncanny ability to go missing whenever bad things are going down somewhere else in the city.
Sometimes, Jensen's life is kind of bullshit.
Reasons for Reccing: Superheroes! I kind of love them. With this story, I laughed to the point of tears. Just the perfect smattering of intensity and angsty goodness. There was a wonderful plot twist where the author took the story in a completely different direction than what I was expecting. It's a real treasure to find a story that surprises me. This was definitely one of my favorites from last year's BB.