#( earth doesn't have just one hero anymore | canon national city )

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@multifacet-ed​:: [ cont’ from x ]

“all the ice cream? all? i think you’ll find i’ve had three scoops and you’ve had about ten. but, hey. i’m all about sharing.” alex dipped her spoon into her ice cream, which was starting to melt. she raised her eyebrows and grinned before flicking the ice cream at kara. “is that better?”

“well, your three scoops were much bigger scoops than mine,” kara argued before getting some of the melted ice cream in her face with courtesy from her sister. “hey! we’re not supposed to waste food, especially rocky road ice cream,” she said, adopting a mock-chiding expression. “i was gonna let you pick the next show but you’ve forfeited your turn.” 

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@jesspider:: [ cont’ from x ]

   “I’m not blushing. I don’t blush. I am just —red in the face from running.” Or something. Maybe she was blushing, but she’d never admit it. She did feel like the Kryptonian would know she was lying, somehow. As far as she knew, she could do pretty much anything. Her list of powers was endless. Maybe she was an alien lie detector too.

“Oh, you definitely are. My sister has the exact same look when she’s trying to hide her embarrassment,” Kara commented, unable to hide her grin. “So you do have a crush on someone... Is it Carol?”

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@ofdvnvers:: [ cont’ from x ]

Alex rotated her shoulder and hooked her opposite hand over it to press firm fingertips into the stiffening muscle. “She’s better than you’d think.” High praise coming from the agent. “Remind me not to have her tag along to Thursday knife practice anytime soon, I don’t handle being shown up well…”

Kara raised a brow, a smile teasing her lips. It was rare hearing a compliment like that from her sister—she could only imagine how good Laurel must have been in that match.

“Are you being... salty right now?” She asked, unable to hide her growing grin. Kara was definitely not going to let a chance to tease her sister slip by easily. “Isn’t that what sparring is for though? For exchanging pointers and learning from each other? I know you are super badass and all, but I’m sure Laurel could still teach you a thing or two.”

“I mean, she did train under the League of Assassins after all. Well... kind of.”

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@onelastxtime:: [ cont’ from x ]

“I can imagine.” Laurel wasn’t going to pretend like she could understand what Kara was going through. Yes, she had made a family here but that didn’t replace the one that she had lost or the home she had been sent from. For all that Laurel had lost, she at least still had the planet she called home. “I know it doesn’t replace anything but I am always here if you need to talk or dance or whatever it is that you want to do. Especially eating. I am a firm believer that ice cream helps with anything.”

“Thanks, Laurel.” The older Lance sister reminded Kara of Alex in many ways--perhaps it was a big sister thing, that they were sensitive and always knew the right things to say. Kara quirked a small smile when the older girl mentioned one of her favourite food. “Ice cream does seem to be the cure for most problems on Earth. Or well, Earth’s,” she said with a nod, “It’s a good thing I always keep a stash at home. We could binge on ice cream and put on a show. I vote for Wizard of Oz. You have that on your Earth too, right?”

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@angerbuilt:: [ cont’ from x ]

“Mm. You do a very good puppy dog eyes impression. Okay. C’mon.” Her arm extends, fingers wriggling a little bit to welcome the girl a little closer to her.

Kara grins at her little victory before snuggling closer to the brunette. “Okay, so I was thinking we could start our movie date with Wizard of Oz... It’s my favourite movie. And then you can pick one of yours. What do you think?”

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@multifacet-ed:: [ cont’ from x ]

[sms:kara] whoa. if i wanted to remember my drunken antics i wouldn’t drunk so much. you better not be showing this to anyone else!

( ✉ → alex ) that didn’t cross my mind at all until you mentioned it... ( ✉ → alex ) 😇

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@danversrenegade:: [ cont’ from x ]

Carol takes in a sharp breath, her eyes closed tight as she exhales shakily – trying to find her bearings. Everything feels like it’s spinning, just out of her grasp and control and she hates that; she hates being out of control, as if everything around her falling apart is her fault. “How?” Carol asks, hearing the other woman’s voice. She doesn’t know anything about her – just that her outfit almost… matches her own, with the colours. “How can we possibly find a way to figure this out? This isn’t – this isn’t my world, this isn’t where I’m from,” and Carol knows a thing or two about being from different planets, but this is an entirely different dimension. No Fury, no SHIELD, no Avengers – no one she knows. Her hands are shaking, eyes tracing around her surroundings – trying to figure out what this place is.

“Hey... Everything’s gonna be okay,” Kara says softly as she places her hand on the other woman’s shoulder, “I promise.” Her word probably doesn’t mean anything when they don’t even know each other, but Kara knows she’s going to do everything she can to send this stranger back to her home, just like how she had helped Barry.

“I know friends who can help,” she adds, “One of them was stuck on my earth for a while too, but we got him back eventually. So all I ask is for you to trust me... which would be easier if I had introduced myself earlier...” Kara gave a small sheepish smile before she extended her hand, “I’m Supergirl, but you can call me Kara. What’s your name?”

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@masxked:: [ cont’ from x ]

Everything Kara said was so genuine it was forever softening all the rigidity Laurel held since coming to a new earth. The smile that already graced her features pulled even wider across her face, shaking her head so that her long blonde hair fell downward. “You’re really good at making me smile. So that works for us,” Laurel replied, reaching out to throw her arm around Kara’s shoulder and pull her closer on the couch. Laurel Lance had always been confident when it came to casual affection and all the interactions of Kara with her friends told her it was the same. However, ever since the time they’d posed as girlfriends, something in Laurel’s chest fluttered along with their touches.

“I wasn’t sure if i could make this place… this earth a home,” Laurel admitted the incredulity that she was on a whole different planet still there. “And it’s not the same as Star City. But you’ve done a really good job of making it feel like it’s a place I could belong.” Laurel turned so she could look Kara in the eye. “I’m lucky Barry sent me your way. And I’ll smile as much as you want me to.” Laurel’s eyes crinkled with a genuine grin.

“You’ve no idea how glad I am to hear that,” Kara replied with a wide smile of her own, her arms going around the other woman as she leaned into the hug and let herself be enveloped by a pleasant scent that was distinctively Laurel’s. “I guess we do have Barry to thank for, huh?”

Kara let herself get lost in Laurel’s eyes for a moment before her gaze started to wander curiously over the woman’s features. Laurel was undeniably attractive, but what really drew Kara to her was her heart and strong personality. But Laurel was her friend, and admiration for her should be kept strictly platonic. But Kara’s heart and mind had been at war for the longest time over this, and it felt like her heart had finally won out at this very moment---there was no better time to find out if her feelings were reciprocated.

“Laurel... Well, uh... There’s something that I’ve been wanting to tell you,” Kara started as she broke eye contact with Laurel so it was easier for her to articulate her thoughts, “I don’t want things to be awkward between us but I also don’t wanna regret not knowing... So the thing is, I’ve always enjoyed hanging out with you. You’re just so amazing, and---” Her Supergirl phone rang just then, cutting her off. But for the first time, Kara hesitated. Her gaze darted between Laurel and her phone, her struggle clear behind her blue eyes.

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@directorbadass:: [ cont’ from x ]

        Hazel gaze turned towards her sister’s voice. Did Kara really have any doubts about how much she loved her? Of course she loved her more than pizza, more than burgers, more than Barenaked Ladies’ music… Oh!— “Is this your not-so-subtle way of saying you want the last slice?”

“What do you mean not-so-subtle?” Kara asked in a tone of mock indignation, “I’ll have you know that I’m a master of subtlety. That’s why no one else in Catco knows when I’m---” She caught herself just then, and quickly corrected herself, “When I’m leaving the office to follow my leads.” Keeping her secret identity from this mind-wiped Alex wasn’t getting any easier with each passing day, but she knew it was the right thing to do. “But yes, I want the last slice of pizza and no one’s gonna stop me from taking it.”

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@sarcasmpersonified181::

“I can’t help but notice you look exactly like that one vigilante from Gotham City my cousin told me about,” Kara said, crossing her arms. “May I ask what you’re doing here in National City?” Kara was usually happy to make new superhero friends, but there was a slight hostility in her tone as she spoke to the figure in black. Kal-El hadn’t shared much about Batman, but there was something about the man that made her wary of his presence.

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@scngvinary:: [ cont’ from x ]

      “i’m fresh out, i’m afraid.” she laughs rather softly, stirring the hot cocoa that would hopefully be a good sleep aid for the two of them. the first night in a while where National City has been quiet. “maybe you can tell me one instead?”

“really? and here i thought all bats have their own dark cave of secrets,” kara replies, her tone playful and light. taking a sip of the hot drink, she hums in thought. “i don’t really have any other than my secret identity, which you already know,” she says when she breaks the brief silence, quirking a smile at kate, “but i guess there are things i’ve yet to share with you. like, i used to be really scared of popcorn makers when i first came to earth. and as much as i love animals, i’m not really a fan of snakes. or the fact that i’ve broken four of my ex-boyfriends’ noses while kissing them...”

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@sarcasmpersonified181::

As soon as Winn pinned down the location of the portal that just opened in National City, Kara flew there at top speed, hoping to catch any rogue aliens before they could carry out any of their plans in her city. What she saw though, was definitely not what she had expected. “Please tell me you’re not another vigilante from that city...” She addressed the masked figure dressed in red with the logo of a black spider on their chest. “That’s not a bat though. You’re not from Gotham, then?”

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@pinpilinpaux:: [ cont’ from x ]

Lena lets out a laugh. Seeing Kara act like a child is kind of adorable. Maybe it’s because she doesn’t get to see her sick at all. Perks of an alien girlfriend, among others. Or soon to be girlfriend, if she has anything to say about it.

“I can deal with a cold for you,” she declares with some teasing. “I even brought you soup from my favorite place,” she adds setting it down on the coffee table. If Kara says she’s not hungry then she’ll start to worry.

She takes off her coat and lays it on the armchair, then walking closer to Kara and kneeling next to her. Her hand on the other girl’s forehead, then hair. “How are you feeling?” she asks after kissing her lips lightly. She’s sure a peck won’t make her get sick. She has a strong immune system.

Her eyelids are heavy as she opens them, blinking away the blurriness that still lingers. As Lena comes into focus, a waft of her perfume greets her senses, bringing a small smile to Kara’s face.

“Like I’ve been hit by a bus made of kryptonite,” she mumbles, still a little reluctant to let the brunette in her personal space. Reaching out, she takes Lena’s hand. “I think you should still wear a face mask or something. What if L-corp or Catco needs you?” Her stomach growls just then, and she blushes. “Well, I guess I could have some of that soup you brought...”

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@masxked:: [ from x ]

Starting over on a brand new earth to escape the danger of Damien Dhark had been daunting. Barry’s friends had been welcoming, helping her establish an identity, going so far as to plant records of her graduating law school and passing the bar. It was one semblance of her old life that she didn’t have to give up. Laurel Lance wasn’t good at sitting still. Her father and Oliver would be angry to know that her Canary equipment was tucked in the bottom of a trunk. It hadn’t come out, nor was it something that seemed as necessary when National City had Supergirl to protect it. But that didn’t mean that the city didn’t need help in other ways.

National City might have prided it’s self on being a beacon of hope and goodness, except Laurel knew that bad men would always look for a corrupt advantage. There didn’t have to be the shadows of Star City for those types to operate. It started with a few rumblings from minor gang members that were brought in to be prosecuted. Most tight lipped until a lawyer well above their pay grade arrived. National City’s DA office might have not batted an eye, but something was up and the law wasn’t going to get to the truth. It was why she went to Kara, she needed a reporter.

“Intergang,” Laurel explained again the name she had dug up. Someone, someone who kept a clean public face, was not just bankrolling but organizing National City’s gangs. The two of them had slipped away from the “thank you” banquet to National City’s police, fire, and DA departments that was happening downstairs to rummage through financial files for evidence. Shell companies, large money transfers, anything.

“Someone’s coming,” Kara whispered to her, though Laurel hadn’t heard anything.

“Follow my lead,” Laurel said, eyes locking with Kara’s past her glasses. She didn’t offer more explanation beyond that before she had one hand on Kara’s hip and the other on the back of her neck, kissing her hard and pressing her against the table in the middle of the room. Just a low level lawyer from the DA office with her plus one looking for some privacy. It should be easy enough to sell if the door swung open as long as they kept kissing.

When Barry had sought her out for help, Kara had been expecting an invitation for another mission to kick asses with the rest of his vigilante friends and the Legends, but one look on his face had been more than enough to tell her otherwise.

It took some convincing, but soon she had Alex and J’onn on her side and before she knew it, she had found herself a friend in Laurel Lance, a lawyer whom she was supposed to host on earth 38 and in National City to avoid some evil demon trouble according to Barry. And even though he had mentioned that Laurel used to be a masked vigilante like Oliver, Kara had never seen her in action since she arrived in National City (neither had she once brought it up with Laurel, deciding it was best to leave it for when the girl felt comfortable enough to share it with her). Perhaps Laurel hadn’t wished to overstep her place in this new city, and even though Kara wouldn’t have minded some help, she was appreciative of that.

Just when she thought Laurel seemed to be settling well into her new and ‘normal’ life, the lawyer had asked for her help. Having a keen interest in sleuthing ever since what happened in Midvale with Alex, Kara had agreed without hesitation. It’d seem that Laurel had an eye for under-the-table matters, because they had found a thumbdrive with potential evidence on the ‘Intergang’ she had suspected of corrupt activities within the first five minutes after breaking into the archives room, with some help from Kara’s xray vision of course. They barely had time to celebrate when Kara heard footsteps in the corridor and she turned to warn Laurel, who seemed completely unfazed.

Deciding it was best to let Laurel lead in the situation they were about to be caught in, Kara nodded as she slipped the device into her purse, only to force down a squeak when Laurel’s lips crashed into hers, catching her completely by surprise. But it was a pleasant one, for Kara found herself lost in the kiss as her hand moved instinctively to rest on Laurel’s back to pull her closer-- until the door opened and a gruff voice brought Kara back to reality. “Who are you? You’re not supposed to be in here. Get out!”

Heart still pounding loud in her chest, Kara pulled away from the other woman, her face flushed as she turned quickly to apologise to the newcomer. “Sorry... My, uh, girlfriend and I were just looking for somewhere private and this seemed to be the best place...” Her eyes darted to Laurel’s as she sought for her support.

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@raosfire:: [from x]

“I think-…I think I’m good on the first one but I’ll have to get back to you on the other two.” Sam made to exhale a breath of amusement, wincing from the stabbing pain in her chest as she did. Her hand came up to grasp her side where she landed on it when she fell.

“I probably just pulled a muscle, it’s nothing.” She hurried to wave it off. “Are you okay?” Sam asked after a moment’s pause. “You fought pretty hard back there. Thank you. I’m not sure what those guys would have done if you hadn’t stopped them.”

“I wouldn’t have let them hurt you or anyone else. They picked the wrong city to mess with today,” she joked, hoping to make light of the situation now that the threat had been dealt with. “And don’t worry, I’ll be good as new once I get under some yellow sun lamps.” 

Using her xray vision, Kara gave Sam a quick once-over before she added, “You’re probably right about pulling a muscle, ‘cause your bones seem fine to me. But it’s still better to let Alex-- I mean, Agent Danvers have a look at it anyway.” Kara took a step closer towards the brunette, tilting her head slightly as she asked with a smile, “Would you like a ride to the DEO?”

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@aluraze:: [from x]

Alura raises her eyebrows slightly, the corner of her mouth quirking as she shakes her head. ‘Is that so?’

She beckons to Kara, patting the space beside her on the couch with a soft smile. ‘I assumed you were more than friends, considering the way you look at each other. But come, tell me about it’.

“But we look at each other like friends do...” Her tone isn’t entirely convincing-- if she were to be honest, the thought of being more than friends with Lena has visited her mind more frequently as of late. 

As she settles down beside her mother, Kara grabs the cushion closest to her and hugs it close. “And even if Kara Danvers is her best friend, Supergirl sure isn’t anywhere on her list of favourite people in National City. Well, not anymore at least.”