basics

luna grins at him, and instantly, alexander feels very, very cornered. that grin usually showed up whenever he found a way to wind felix up or when he found an odd thing on the internet to show alexander, or when he found an activity to nudge alexander into.

alexander tries to head him off the pass anyway, waving his hands helplessly, textbook in one hand. “luna, luna, you know i have--”

luna grasps him by the free hand -- dammit, he should have double booked it -- and with surprising strength for someone who regularly fasted, pulled luna up to stand. “don’t you luna me! you’re going dancing with me and putting those books down for five minutes.” luna doesn’t seem to mind that alexander is both dressed in a hideous pair of pants he only wore for comfort or that luna himself still smelled like the barn as he tugged him out of the study, down the steps, and into the living room.

“luna, please, you know i’m bad at dancing,” alexander protests feebly, already noting that the mismatched furniture has been pushed out, along with some of the glorious clutter that made the farm charming, had been wrangled enough to clear the floor. the carpet has been adjusted, and to his horror, luna is plugging up the cracked ipod to the ancient, and most importantly loud sound system.

“five minutes,” luna beams, and scrolls through the ipod, “and then you can go back to being the professor.”

and as always, alexander finds himself relenting in the face of luna’s smile, and the sound of prince starting to emit from the speakers. at the very least, he knows prince and doesn’t have to try and attempt salsa with luna ever again after the last disaster. as for the rest of him, however, as luna struts up to him, he can’t get things to work right. that tends to happen around luna: his heart flutters, his knees lock up, and he gets sweats.

still, he tries: he mouths the words where luna belows off key, i was dreaming when i wrote, forgive me if it goes astray! and god, he laughs when luna exaggerates his dance moves, hands wrapping around alexander’s waist teasingly, smelling of the outside, of chores and work, and shit, alexander ruins it easy with a kiss.

he’s not naive about luna’s intentions here -- alexander knows he’s stressed out and tired. he always tended to neglect himself around exams, for starters. and more to the point, luna has never been subtle when it came to romance; they weren’t religious studies and he had no need to. it wouldn’t be the first time that he tried to get alexander to loosen up and going along with it is easier than protesting.

but god, it’s so easy to grasp luna’s cheeks, to kiss him instead of dancing. it’s so much easier, to do that, to kiss him over and over, getting lost in that instead of trying to get his body to work right enough to dance.

to be fair, luna doesn’t complain about the kiss. he’s pretty quick about it, actually, fingers finding alexander’s sides, his pants, and they’re almost tripping over themselves to get to the couch, as lumpy as it is.

by the time they’re spent, the ipod cycles around to one of those whitney albums luna loves so much, his fingers tapping out the beat against the small of alexander’s back, luna’s eyes laser sharp on alexander’s face.

alexander looks back at him, exhausted, sated, and still needing to say, “i love you, luna.”

luna smiles back, fingers crooking against his back. the light makes the silver in his hair shine, turns his skin a dusty, warm gold. “i love you too, alexander. you ought to take better care of yourself.”

alexander raises his eyebrows. “i’m not sure i can currently top our … exo lovo diet, the fasting, and rigorous couple activities.” he yelps when luna pinches his ass none too gently, and immediately pinches luna back on his hip.

“it’s lacto-ovo, smart ass,” luna sticks out his tongue, “and you know what i mean. A joyful heart is the health of the body, but a depressed spirit dries up the bones. proverbs.” luna tips his head forward, expression melting into concern. “you hyperfocus, my sweet alexander. you don’t pay enough attention to your spirit, when you study for days on end, and slip into work. you deserve some rest.”

alexander looks at luna, and struggles for a moment. “i-- i like the focus. it keeps other things from… from… the forefront of my mind.” he doesn’t think he can name what it is, exactly, and he feels that he doesn’t have to. luna’s thumb runs across his hip, head nodding, allowing him to speak. even if alexander could never find the initial words, could never be as quick witted as luna, he usually found himself where he needed to be if given a few moments to work it out. “i feel aimless if i don’t have something to do.”

“then we can work on that. the farm is always in need of something. and i can always talk to you before i talk to felix about my papers. but the point is that you need other options,” luna presses another kiss against alexander’s cheek, the ipod shuffling to another song. “just take the rest of the day off, yeah? stay on the couch with me.”

alexander shoots him a look, well aware of the lump pressing against his side -- and the aches that probably were going to set in later.

luna raises his eyebrows in response -- and then gets the last word when he half nudges, half kicks, alexander right off the couch. alexander swears a blue streak, as luna laughs. it’s not for long; soon luna is the one yelping when alexander tugs him off by the ankle to join him on the floor.

their peals of laughter fill up the house, mingling with the music. it’s a day well spent, all in all.

biography

Elizabeth Mars married Kenneth Vanderbilt with relatively tame fanfare due to both of them being considered to be lesser parts of bigger empires. Both families held considerable amount of money and prestige beneath their belts, and this was more of business transaction than actual love. In particular, Kenneth had already made himself valuable as an investment banker, and Elizabeth worked studiously with her sisters to manage their considerable empire. Even she, however, wanted to eventually settle down, and it was decided that she and Kenneth wanted their future children to fall in line as well.

The process was frustrating. Several miscarriages, and one stillbirth finally led to their gold son: VAlexander. Alexander considered that his childhood was unremarkable in every notable aspect on the surface as he was enrolled into the best schools, taught the fine details of uppercrust society, and was tutored at every chance in the thoughts, morals, and expectations he would have growing up. Much of that live cycled around religion, specifically Catholicism. His mother wanted him to be staunchly Catholic, and taught in Catholic institutions, but in some cases, the prestige and money won out over her religious desires. For himself, Alexander found a sort of comfort in religion that he didn't find much elsewhere.

Why? Alexander recalls a childhood that felt lonely. The only son of wealthy parents who spent most of their time with their careers and left him to nannies when he wasn't being shipped off to boarding schools, Alexander never quite fit in as well as his peers, hanging back in school activities, being singled out for being strange, preferring singular activities to do his own when social interaction proved too hard to navigate, and generally awkward around others due to his limited interactions with others. The boarding schools were the worst part of it, as when he couldn't spend time with a nanny who seemed to understand and respect his isolated activities, he felt as the desire to be singular was wrong. Worse, it felt as if everyone else was in on some kind of secret defect about him that he somehow, couldn't see no matter how intensely he searched for what that defect was.

There were hints in the fact that thoughts lingered more on boys than it should, that the few sparse friendships he made with boys and girls alike were equally intense experiences, that he seemed to be drawn to things that felt more suggestive beneath the surface, things that Alexander didn't realize were indications of anything more. Alexander always assumed differently, putting it all on his loneliness and nothing more.

Even in the scant dates he had, they eventually fell by the wayside, none of them feeling completely satisfying. As he entered college, there was a schism between his parents in their marriage. They were starting to fall out of love, or rather, began to realize that their marriage was more personally contentious than what they previously thought. Alexander found himself being the person they all ran to about their problems with each other, which made him uncomfortable to be pulled between his parents like this. Leaving for college was a bit of relief for him, and attending college was closer to boarding schools, so adjusting to things was minimal for him.

Like everything else in life, college felt like just another goal to fulfill for his parents urges and plans for his future. The fact that he'd graduated at sixteen was simply good luck and applying himself. He was not allowed a gap year, and instead pushed to go ahead and "get it done." Alexander was allowed to pursue his own interests in art history and religion, as long as he also took classes in business and finance as well. It was the summer 2003, in his senior year when he met Luna Ibarra by complete chance.

Older than him by about three years, and shorter than him by about four inches, Luna Ibarra left an immediate impression on Alexander. He had been invited as a guest lecturer and Alexander found that he quite literally couldn't get Luna off of his mind after engaging in what Luna framed as a friendly discussion and what Alexander felt was a very impassioned back and forth. (Others would have called this an argument.)

For the first time in his life, Alexander experienced true passion. Numbers were exchanged, and then emails. Alexander graduated, and transferred to the jesuit school of theology of santa clara university, hoping to follow Luna if not accompany him. Then all of that fell by the wayside of a personal transformation that Alexander never thought he'd undertake in all of his life. Luna steadied him, made him feel and express confident. They spent nights awake together, no longer just exchanging emails and texts but an apartment, and then a bed, and then just discovering each other for each other's sake. It was love, and it was everything Alexander had ever heard about and more.

It would have stayed a secret if Alexander hadn't dropped out of school in the wake of self discovery. After awhile, fielding off of his parents didn't work, and his mother dropped in unexpectedly and shit hit the fan almost immediately.

By the time the news of his relationship with Luna hit the airwaves, his parents were already working together to keep him and Luna from touching their fortunes. Some of which was too late; much of the money that Alexander had been entitled to was already in his possession, and the rest he didn't care for. His parents were furious that he was involved with someone supposedly involved with the church, and Luna, while generally pleasant, didn't mince any words for his opinion of them dragging their names in public.

Alexander kept his head down, only replying through lawyers. And as the years went by, he didn't miss his family. He made his own, taking his interests to the art world as an event planner, and happiness with Luna. The two wed when the doors were first open in 2008, and for six more years, things were good. Normal. They built a life together, and slowly, some of his family started to come around to Alexander, his father seeking him out first, and then his grandparents who were surprisingly more than welcome.

In 2014, that's when the trouble started. Alexander received a call from one of Luna's friends that he had fallen from a roof while assisting with building a home. His back was injured, and thus began a long year of Luna's increasingly worse back and spinal injury. Alexander did everything in his power to assist him, including reaching out to those who were top spinal surgeons. The surgeon who contacted him came with what Alexander thought were good references, a Dr. Mosely. Trusting others, Luna took a chance on the man to operate on him.

The last time Alexander saw him, he kissed him on his forehead. Luna had smiled, made a bad joke, and told Alexander to pray.

Hours later, Alexander was told that something had gone wrong with the surgery. Luna had died on the table from complications.

This was the inciting incident for his parents speaking to him again, personally. Both of them turned up to assist in the funeral. Luna's parents refused to come, and Alexander could only numbly go through the motions himself. He couldn't understand it, how Luna had looked so healthy, and now he was gone at the hands of a doctor who supposedly was highly recommended. The supposed consolation of a hefty life insurance he hadn't known Luna had, was ashes in his mouth. Nothing, none of it made sense.

For a year, Alexander existed in a numbed version of reality. He felt like he was trapped in his childhood again, going through the motions of life. Still, his mind came back to it: to the surgeon who had supposedly been good, who had been recommended, and lauded. The surgeon who, after Alexander started to ask for more details from, was suddenly gone.

Alexander spent the next few years tracking down the doctor, Boyd Franklin across the state of California and Texas. Most of his life, Alexander didn't use his money for much, or use his connections well. This, however, was different. He threw his weight around as far as he could, used every connection to dig and dig into Boyd Franklin. What was uncovered was horrific: The surgeon who had come lauded with accomplishments was actually a fraud. He had left a string of mutilated patients, and a slowly growing list of the dead. People within the medical system had failed more than once in doing their duty, and if they wouldn't do what they were supposed to? Alexander would. The need to exact revenge on him, to bring him to justice, took over Alexander's life. It took communing with other victims, pressuring the medical community, and one more mutilated surgery for Dr. Franklin to be arrested, stripped of his medical license and brought to trial.

It took until mid 2017 for the trial to wrap, and Dr. Franklin to be sentenced to life in prison. It was a widely reported victory for the other victims and Alexander had been, by this point, infamous for his efforts as an activist and a philanthropist. Many expected for him to do more on the stage, and as the years have gone on, he has done what he could. Most assumed that after this was over, Alexander would resume a normal life, and would be satisfied with the doctor's sentence. That he could move on.

Alexander has not. Almost two years later, as Alexander is still coping with the sudden, aching loss of his husband. Even if his parents momentarily came together, and had unilaterally pulled him back in the fold, they were still distant. They believed that Alexander should be looking forward to more, to healing.

He has not told them that he doesn't not think that healing is possible. He has not told them that he is still haunted, still grasping for a purpose now that revenge is complete. And he is not sure if anyone out there could understand.

Worse, he has no idea that someone is lurking inside him who did understand. Someone with entirely different motives.

comic verse

MISTER FREEZE IS A SUPER-VILLAIN ENEMY OF BATMAN WHO FIGHTS USING COLD-THEMED WEAPONS. FORMERLY A SCIENTIST WORKING IN CRYOGENICS, HE HAD DEDICATED HIS LIFE TO FINDING A CURE FOR HIS WIFE NORA FRIES' TERMINAL ILLNESS. FOLLOWING A HORRIBLE LAB ACCIDENT, HE BECAME DEPENDENT ON SUB-ZERO TEMPERATURES TO SURVIVE AND BEGAN USING HIS EXPERIMENTAL INVENTIONS TO COMMIT CRIMES IN EFFORTS TO FUND HIS RESEARCH.

THIS ALSO REQUIRES AN EXO-SKELETON THAT KEEPS HIM CONSTANTLY FREEZING. LOSING TOUCH WITH HUMANITY OVER TIME, HE EVENTUALLY TURNS INTO A COLDER AND MORE SADISTIC PSYCHOPATH. IN HIS EARLY CAREER, HE USED THE NAME MISTER ZERO. HE HAS BEEN A MEMBER OF THE INJUSTICE LEAGUE AND THE SECRET SOCIETY OF SUPER-VILLAINS. MISTER FREEZE WAS CREATED BY BOB KANE, DAVE WOOD AND SHELDON MOLDOFF, FIRST APPEARING IN BATMAN #121. (1959)

IN THE MOST COMMON VARIATION OF HIS ORIGIN STORY, HE IS A FORMER CRYOGENICS EXPERT IN GOTHAM CITY WHO WAS INVOLVED IN A LABORATORY ACCIDENT WHILE ATTEMPTING TO CURE HIS TERMINALLY ILL WIFE NORA FRIES. THE DISASTER LOWERED HIS BODY TEMPERATURE TO THE POINT THAT HE MUST WEAR A CRYOGENIC SUIT IN ORDER TO SURVIVE, AND HE UTILIZES A "FREEZE GUN" THAT FREEZES ITS TARGETS SOLID. (source)

Point of Canon MR. FREEZE'S ABILITIES, HISTORY, CANON, ETC ARE PULLED FROM VARIOUS BITS OF CANON, RANGING FROM THE ORIGINAL COMICS, TO THE DCAU AU, TO PRIME AND NEW EARTH. little characterization with regards to nora fries will come from the new 52 version, but the rebirth arc involving him will be acknowledged.

Parallels
 like victor fries, his significant other was involved in a freak, medical accident.
 his husband was injured and then died in a freak medical incident which spurred alexander on his own revenge streak, mirroring apects of freeze's canonical incident with nora fries and his own revenge.
 the doctor responsible for luna's botched operation, Boyd Franklin, is the inversion of Ferris Boyle, the man responsible in Heart of Ice for the accident that befalls Fries.
 has a colder personality post his state as a widower
 HIS BIRTHDATE IS THE SAME MONTH AND DAY AS THE EPISODE HEART OF ICE AIRED, AND WAS SO SIGNIFICANT THAT IT CHANGED THE CHARACTER'S ORIGIN IN COMICS FOREVER.

facts

education
 Jesuit School of Theology of Santa Clara University - Berkeley, California
      dropped out, did not complete studies
 Fordham University - New York City
      BA, religous studies and art history, minor in economics
 St. Andrew's School - Middletown, Delaware
 Our Lady of Sorrows Parish School - Manhattan, New York City

tidbits
do not call him alex, lex, xan, xander, or any other dimunitive. it's alexander. period.
is a KINSEY 4, bisexual with a strong prefrence for men. however, has no interest in moving on from luna at this time, and he thinks, at any time. is incredibly annoyed when the media links him up with other people.
when it comes to people, he's generally an introverted person and can come off as cold to most due to his introversion, even with luna opening him up over the years. it's not always intentional on his part, though these days he has a better sense of when to lean into it. he makes awkward, unpracticed attempts to reach other people and at times, comes off more harsh when he means to be. he also tends to be a little blunter than necessary, and tries to apologize when talked to.
is still catholic, but considers himself lapsed due to loss of faith in the church, digust with the church's history, and luna's death
only on paper do he and his family get along. they will do events together and he likes strong arming them into supporting queer causes, but they don't speak outside of those obligations.
struggles with reckoning with his previous passivity that he had growing up, and questions why he didn't rebel like others until he was an adult.
keeps in touch with felix, his husband's best friend, pretty frequently.

general enjoyments
: nbc kings, cold foods, historical fiction (the tudors, vikings especially), poetry, gargoyles, star trek, the twilight zone, noir movies, telenovelas
: true crime, reporters, finance, banksy, hot foods, people who attempt to give him nicknames, having to do pr, busybodies

fun with tropes
bi the way / single target sexuality
dysfuntional family
sugar and ice personality
broken bird
insecure love interest
raised catholic
hot for preacher
Desperately Looking for a Purpose in Life

incentives

powers
 SUBZERO PHYSIOLOGY
      Thermokinesis
      Decelerated Aging
      toxic immunity
 GENIUS-LEVEL INTELLECT
 intimidation
 basic hand to hand combat

items
 Original Cryo-Suit
 Original DCAU Cryo-Suit
 Second DCAU Cryo-Suit
 Third DCAU Cryo-Suit
 Mister Freeze's Cold Gun
 Ice Grenade
 Mister Freeze's Cold Glove

memories
 prime earth / rebirth
       childhood
       marriage to nora fries
       nora's illness + gotham lab accident
       villainy

 DCAU
       hearts of ice
       reformation and second death

storylines