#Supercorp donation commissions

[justmickeyfornow]

A Smile for Hire

“I'm sorry Ms. But you just don't have enough experience to work at my shop.” the owner said, standing behind the counter and putting down Kara’s resume, flipping it around for her. 

Kara was desperate. Desperate was an understatement of how desperate for a job she was.

“B-But what I lack in experience I make up for in my social skills.” she explained, “I'm the friendliest walking thing you'll ever meet. I make kittens look like devils and puppies like monsters. I'm so friendly that there's an urban dictionary word in my name that means extremely friendly." she continued before frowning, "But please don't look that up."

“There’s just nothing I can do. I don’t have the spare time to train you nor do I have enough employees to do that.”

Kara deflated, normally she would plead her case for the next hour or so being annoyingly persistent until someone hires her. But she has had the same conversation with the same type of owners of several coffee shops, restaurants, pizza parlors (that one she had to walk out of there herself before the interview because she knew she wouldn’t be able to resist eating the place down to bankruptcy) and many other places.

Just as Kara was about to take her resume and leave, the door of the coffy shop opened and normally she wouldn’t have noticed something like that, but the scared expression of the owner tipped her off.

A woman with expensive looking sunglasses clad over her eyes walked in. Her hair was in a neat high ponytail and her expression was very much annoyed. She gave them a look, as she walked, though Kara wasn’t sure where she was looking with her sunglasses covering her eyes, and marched on high heels to a secluded table.

Kara looked back at the man who seemed to be contemplating his life choices of whether or not he should go there and take her order.

Kara sported a bright smile on, “Listen. If I can take that woman's order and get her in a better mood, would you give me the job?”

He gawked at her, “You do realize who that is? That's Lena Luthor. If she's in a bad mood, there's no talking to her until she's had her espresso. If you go anywhere near her, she’ll bite your head off, no matter how friendly you are.”

“What did I just say about the kittens and the puppies? What did I just say? I’m not just friendly. Friendliest than the word friendly.”

“Lena Luthor does not like friendly.” He muttered under his breath. But out loud he said, "Fine. You get her to order a full meal without lashing out at you and get her to smile then the job's yours. 

Kara fist bumped the air, “Yes!”

She quickly took off her coat, straitened down her black jeans and button down shirt and put on her best smile. 

As soon as Kara reached her table, Lena spoke without looking up from the tablet she was reading from, "Let's start with my double shot espresso. And then I'll decide on what I'll have for lunch."

Oof, didn’t even spare me a glance. Tough crowd. Kara thought hesitantly. She was beginning to think that this was going to be harder than she thought. How was she going to use her friendliest smile when the lady won’t even look at her.

“Umm, yeah coming right up. A-anything else I could get you to brighten your d-”

“Yes. You talk too much. Get me another waitress.”

Kara was taken back by that, “Well, that wasn’t very nice. I barely said two words to you.” she mumbled under her breath.

This was much much more challenging than she thought it would be. 

She shook away her negative thoughts and tried again, “I know I’m supposed to be serving you and not the other way around but could you maybe possibly do me a favor and smile?” Kara almost begged.

That guaranteed a look from the woman, and Kara was not ready to meet deep green eyes such as hers. “Excuse me?” she sounded offended

And Kara immediately realized how that sounded, “Oh no no. Not in the 'give me a smile, sweetheart' kind of way that men usually shout at women. At all. I respect women. I worship women. Women are the future. I'm surprised there hasn't been a woman president yet! I once told a woman to punch me in the face because I was in love with her.” That got a thoughtful look to be put on Kara’s face, “Though, maybe I was in love with the idea of her. I’m not too sure anymor-”

“I get it! Then what did you mean?”

Kara blushed, just now seeing that maybe she did talk too much, “I'm trying to get a job here and I kinda maybe sorta have a deal with the owner over there who's eyeing me that I could get you to order something without you sticking the fork in my eye. So, do you maybe think that's possible.”

A perfectly lined eyebrow raised up in question, “I don't know. That fork is awfully tempting.”

Kara smirked at that, because she clearly dug that hole for herself, but she could play this game, “Well, if you'll let me read you our lunch menu I’m sure you could find something else that might tempt you.”

Kara felt the woman rake her eyes up and down her body, before reciprocating an equally flirty smirk, “Maybe I already have.”

Kara’s eyebrows went up, “Wow, I feel extremely objectified right now but somehow I'm not complaining. It could be because you're really pretty and I'm a gay mess.”

The woman chuckled and Kara decided she loved the sound of it. And with a quick side glance, the small chuckle seemed to earn a shocked gasp from the owner over there.

“You seemed so sure of yourself when you were ready to read me the lunch menu.” 

“That's because food is easy.”

The woman sat back in her chair comfortably, “Well, then. How about you order for me?” 

“You'd risk that? A stranger ordering your food for you?”

“You're no stranger. I know more about you than I know about that man behind the counter whose cafe I’ve been coming over everyday for the past year.”

“How so?”

“Your name is Kara Danvers. You are currently looking for a job. You're gay- Oh, forgive me. You're a gay mess. And you have a charming personality.”

Kara sported a dopey grin, “You think I'm charming?”

The woman ignored the question with a smile, “You also graduated from National City University. With a degree in Applied Linguistics and a minor in Journalism.”

Okay, now Kara was confused, “Wait, how'd you know that? And how did you know my name, I'm not wearing a name tag.”

"Your resume was on the counter when I walked in and your name was on top in all capital letters. Would've been impossible to miss."

"Not to the owner apparently. He's called me Kieran twice in the 3 minutes of our conversation."

The woman smirked playfully, "Kieran suits you actually. It goes well with your hair."

Kara chuckled, bowing down dramatically, "Then, it is settled m'lady. I shall change my name to Kieran."

The brunette giggled at that and Kara again noticed from the corner of her eye the owner gawking. Must be a rarity then. It's a shame too, this woman had the most beautiful laugh. 

"I hate to press you, but I do need to take your order at some point or I don't think I'll be hired."

"Oh yes, right. I'll just have the Caesar salad with the dressing on the side and the avocado toast." 

"Right away."

Just when Kara was about to leave, she felt a soft hand grip her wrist. She looked back to find the woman looking hesitantly at her.

“I hope this isn't too forward, but I'm actually in the market looking for a new assistant. Is that something you would-" she paused, "-be interested in. I would understand if you have your eyes set on this place but I can assure you the job I'm offering would come with countless benefits and-”

“Yes!” Kara shrieked

“Oh, are you- are you sure?” 

“The question is, are you sure you wanna hire me?! I have no experience being someone's assistant!”

“Well, technically you'd be my second assistant. Sort of like-”

“I will gladly be whatever you want me to be!”

The woman blushed profusely, “Oh, well that’s unnecessary. You will get a job description of what is expected of you obviously.”

“Again! Whatever you want me to be!” Kara exclaimed, “I’ll be a foot stool if you want me to!” she then paused, “But not in like a sexual way or anything. Unless you...”

“No!”

[sheltereredturtle]

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) Commission for @hrwinter Thank you for your donation

[thingsanddreamsandstuff]

Commissions!

Hi guys! I'm saving up for my masters degree, and so I thought that by combining my student job (baking pies and other delicious things) with maybe some commissions and donations, I could do just that!

So starting today, (June 17th) I'll be taking commission requests! If anyone wants a fic (between 5-10k words) written for them, I'll try and do just that! I'm a Supercorp writer (check out my work here) but if you'd really like to see a different pairing, message me, and I'll see what I can do! I can write for different fandoms should there be a preference. This also goes for the length of a fic. If you'd really like a longer story, message me, and we can see if we can work something out :) 

The plan is this: you message me with an idea you have, providing the elements you'd really like to see, an email address for when it's finished, and I'll get to work! After we've agreed to everything, you can make your donation, and when it's finished, I'll send you the story via mail! If I really like it, I can opt to post it on ao3 after, but the person who commissioned the work obviously gets the first version! I don't expect a ton of requests, so I estimate the time of writing to be around a week. Should I really have a lot of requests, I'll let everyone know when to expect a finished work.

For now it's a 'give what you can' kind of deal. I haven't done this before, and I know not everyone can give as much as they'd like, so I'm not setting prices yet :) You can either donate on ko-fi, or you can just PayPal me. Just make sure to put your details in the message accompanying the payment, so I can make sure I send everything to the right person!

This is my first time doing anything like this, not even sure people will enjoy this, but decided to give it a shot anyway! Let me know if I can do anything to make it easier/ better!

Thanks guys!

[cyclothimic]

caffeinate me

hey guys, if you read supercorp fics, you’ll probably know me as cyclothimic, you know, the one who wrote that ‘cold bones’ series that everyone hates me for. still, despite all the hate, y’all keep coming back for more, which is very flattering.

if you’re not familiar with the kind of content i write, i��ve provided a link to my ao3 account above and you can check them out!

(i daresay i’m pretty good...i guess)

considering the success of my fics recently, i figured i could set up a ko-fi page, and i did! this is the link to my ko-fi page. i just want to be clear that i’m not forcing you guys to donate in exchange for more fics - i enjoy writing too much for that. 

the thing is that i am finding myself running into a little financial trouble. my laptop has been acting up and not only has it been preventing me from completing my assignments, i also can hardly write. so, i need a new laptop like asap, so really, any dime you can donate would be really appreciated. plus, i will also be exchanging to australia in july, so i could use some cash to keep myself afloat while i’m there. 

still, this is more of a tip jar than anything, really. you are absolutely not obligated to pay for me to write. 

however, i do understand if you’d like something in exchange for your payment. so, if that’s the case, you can do that too! just leave me a message via tumblr, ao3, my email at colenign@outlook.com, or on my ko-fi page. if you want to just support me because you like my work and don’t want me to starve to death, go right ahead! one cup of coffee is only $3! 

(i’m also up for writing original stories, but you also have to give me time with regards to those, because i will need to craft out characters, set the world etc etc) 

please do spread this out. i really need the caffeine. and just know that i will truly relish in every cup. thank you! 

p.s. if you do commission me, screenshot the receipt and email me at colenign@outlook.com, or here on tumblr is fine too! 

links: caffeinate me | ao3

[poppyssupergirl]

Hello again

It’s been a dang diddly long time. So, I have some updates and such under the cut. And also some info for the followers who have joined during this very sparse time. Hi and I apologize to each and every person on mobile.

1. ClexaCon 

Right after ClexaCon there’s this emotional death, pretty much, where you’re just exhausted, or at least I was. The first week after ClexaCon, all I did was sleep and school work.

Then my adventures with fungus hit a crescendo and I finished about three weeks of work in four days. But I made my deadline and I should have a published paper by this winter or spring.

The end of the semester was as crazy as always, but everything turned out alright, and I was accepted into the law school I’ll be attending this fall with a full ride. Moving has been much less fun than I remember it being when I was seven, but we’re close to done.

I’ll be starting classes on the 13th of August and then it’ll just be back to the grind. But, until then, I have a few stories I’ll be working on.

I could not be more grateful that I got to go to ClexaCon and experience such a beautiful collection of people. It felt like a place I could breathe in. Like everything was fine and good. There were so many women just supporting and loving other women.

 I have so many pictures and memories that I'm going to cherish for the rest of my life. Now I just desperately want the rest of the world to catch the fuck up with ClexaCon's ambiance.

Thank you, seriously, everyone who supported me going, especially those of you who donated to my fund.

2. San Francisco 

I leave for the drive across the country in 12 days. Just me, my sister, and 4,000 miles of us zig-zagging across the continental US. If we’ve chatted even once in the past, drop a city and state if you wanna get a coffee or something, and if you’re remotely close to our route, I’ll drop by.

3. Follower Update 700+

Things you don’t need to know:

-My name’s Alexis -I go by she/her -I live in the US -I am 22 (b-day is Dec 17th) -I’m a poly lesbian -I’ve been writing fic since I was 14 and poetry since I was 12. -I graduated college with a major in biochemistry and molecular biology and am entering law school for patent law.  

Things you should know:

-If you ask me not to post a message you send me, I will happily oblige. -I leave anon on mostly so people can ask me about smut, but hit me up with whatever. -I have an AO3 account, PoppyCartinelli, with all my stories here. -I don’t write angst or rape or pretty much anything that isn’t consensual smut or fluff.

About my tagging system:

-Blacklist #Personal Poppy and #Personal and #Poppy Chats if you don’t want to see things about me. -Blacklist #not supergirl related to block everything else  -Blacklist any of the following ships that I write for if you don’t want to see them: #SuperCat , #SuperCorp , #Supercarp, #SuperCanary , #SuperLane , #SuperAgent , or #Sanvers -Blacklist #Reblog if you don’t want to see any replies to people’s comments -Those are the only tags I use for sure, let me know if you need anything else tagged for triggers or if you just want to make sure you don’t see it.

I am not currently taking prompts (besides those I ask for) as I am attempting to work through roughly 547 WIPs. I will do commissions if peeps want to hit me up because San Fran is like... really expensive, ah.

4. Upcoming Things

So much smut. Goodness gracious. And one fluffy thing that Sol found in my WIPs and wanted XD 

I hope all of you have the gayest of nights/days and have a wonderful time, -Poppy

[thejollywriter]

A Little More Help

So. I got moved out! My new apartment is dope, I live in a cool neighborhood and my roommate is gnarly as heck. One kink in the plan: I don’t get paid until the beginning of November. 

I’m asking for help. I hate doing that and I’m super nervous for making this but I don’t know what else to do. my hours are scattered and while I’m working enough to live (sorta) the pay periods are such that I won’t start seeing any of the money until November. 

So. I’m asking for $600. Just to cover my rent, and some groceries and gas until the end of the month. To that end, there is a donation button on my blog, and the link is also here:

https://www.paypal.me/thejollywriter

There’s a Patreon you could subscribe to if you’d like, where you get queer fiction in exchange for some dollars. 

www.patreon.com/thejollywriter

I’m also doing fic commissions for fandom stuff. I can write for

The Legend of Korra (Korrasami)

Supergirl (The TV Series)  (Karlena/Supercorp and Sanvers) 

Uncharted (the video game series) (almost any pairing, literally just ask)

My rates are $20 for every 2,000 words. 

Six hundred dollars doesn’t seem like a lot but it’s a daunting sum to me right now and I’m honestly just asking for a little help. Please. 

[justmickeyfornow]

Eyefucking College AU

Kara never really liked parties. They were loud and crowded and everyone seemed to forget what personal space was. But Alex had insisted, saying that being from another planet, she needed to practice her social skills even more. 

Especially after what happened. 

It wasn't her fault. Earth had some weird expressions that were not even close to their literal meaning. 

Let’s just say she was caught beating a bush with a baseball bat because of the phrase beating around a bush.

And it absolutely wasn't her fault that the phrase "Netflix and chill" did not mean to flex your arms while sitting under the AC on full blast.

That night, Alex had a very interesting conversation with her.

Why would you even think that's what it meant? That's ridiculous! 

Kara’s argument consisted of, Well, I'm sorry but you can't call it far fetched when you humans literally lie down in the snow and flap your arms and legs up and down and call yourselves snow angels! That! That makes absolutely no sense! So you can't blame me for thinking that Netflix and chill meant something similar! 

Social skills didn’t come easy to Kara. She had the language down to the letter, knew every word in the English language and then some. Knew several languages actually. But that wasn’t the problem.

Humans were. They had a knack for saying things that were far from literal. 

"Don't look, but there's a girl there in a black dress who's been eyefucking you the past 10 minutes." Alex whispered with an excited grin. 

Kara furrowed her eyebrows, "What's eyefucking?" she asked, looking towards where Alex was gesturing. A girl who looked to be around her age in her early twenties looked back at her smirking while sipping on her cup. She had her elbows leaned against a table behind her. 

Kara directed a glare towards her. It was her go to reaction to everything these days.

Alex grinned, "Well, it's... Well you know when a person..." she gestured with her eyes as though it was obvious. 

Kara hated when ALex did her half explanation thing, “When a person what?”

“Well, it's like what she's doing to you.” Alex snickered, already on her second cup of college beer.

“She's doing something to me?!” Kara exclaimed.

“I mean it's pretty obvious. Duh.”

Kara arched a concerned eyebrow, "It sounds sexual." she whispered her conspiracy. 

Alex couldn't help her shit-eating grin, "Oh, what she's doing is definitely sexual. 

Kara gasped. Absolutely horrified at what she had just discovered. How dare she just... 

“Kara? Wait, where are yo- Kara where are you going?" Alex called after the stomping blonde. 

Angrily stomped, was one way to describe how Kara marched over there to the girl. The brunette girl straightened up when she suddenly realized that Kara was walking towards her. Kara reached her, looked her straight in the eye and gave it to her directly.

"I would like for you to please stop eyefucking me." 

The girl did a double take with a slight raise of her eyebrow, "I beg your Pardon?" 

Kara decided to be stern about this, "My sister said that you've been eyefucking me for the past 10 minutes and I obviously didn't consent to that." she nodded her head once for emphasis, "I'm a lady and I like to be wined and dined before going to 7th base with someone.”

The brunette couldn't for the life of her stop the shocked smile that slipped on her lips, "Eyefucking is 7th base for you?" 

Kara gave her a duh expression, "Obviously."

The woman's eyes were still shocked as an involuntary scoff came out of her lips, "And... Do tell, what exactly comes in all the other six bases before eyefucking?" she asked huskily. 

Kara didn't expect her to be interested in all the six bases that came before that, but she wasn't about to be rude, "Well, first there's hand holding. Second is a cheek kiss. Third is a mouth kiss. Fourth is seeing me in my pj's. Fifth is meeting my sister. Sixth is sharing a potsticker with you and 7th is... Is that umm..." what was it called? "Eyefucking! Yes, that. That's 7th."

The woman stayed quiet with a smile for a few moments, clearly processing all of that information. She cleared her throat and quickly went to ask another question, "May I ask what a potsticker is?" 

Kara gasped, then frowned disapprovingly, "I already don't like you. You're not even getting to first base." she grumbled before turning to leave. 

“Wait, wait!” the brunette rushed to stand in front of Kara, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” she apologized in a rush.

The girl seemed hesitant. Unsure of herself before a smile broke on her lips suddenly, “What base do I need to reach to dance with you?” she uttered in a sly manner.

“23.” Kara replied immediately, not needing to think about it at all.

It certainly shocked the woman in question, “Oh! That's a lot of bases to cover. Do you think you can make an exception just this once?”

"Even if I did it wouldn't help. I still haven't learned how to dance. It comes after learning how to play chess and how to use chopsticks."

The woman tilted her head sideways with a puzzled smile, "You're really something else aren't you?" 

"Of course I'm something. So are you."

"Well, I could teach you how to play chess, I happen to be quite good at it. And I could also show you how to use chopsticks if you'd be willing to dance with me a little. It's a slow song. We can just sway to the music. How does that sound?" 

"Loud and clear."

The woman gave her a confused look. Not sure what to say to that. 

Kara gave an equal questioning look, "Your voice was loud and clear. I heard every word even with the loud music. You have nothing to worry about. All letters received."

The woman stood there frozen, "So, was... Was that a yes?" 

Kara thought it over before glancing at her sister who was gesturing to her with a thumbs up. 

"Yeah, I guess we could try... Swaying."

"Wonderful." the other girl said with a genuine smile as though she was relieved. She began to reach for something, before stopping herself and looking into Kara's eyes, "Permission to hold your hand?" 

Kara looked down at her outstretched hand. She nodded nervously, holding her breath and trying to remember her training at keeping her strength at bay and hold the other girl's hand gently. 

The girl reached out and slipped her small hand into Kara's, intertwining their fingers together. 

Kara liked the feel of her hand. It made her chest tingle, though she didn't know why. The girl led them to the dance floor, pulling Kara with her until they stood close opposite each other. 

"I'm going to place my hands around your neck now, is that alright?" 

Kara nodded, suddenly feeling her voice nonexistent. 

Lena stepped closer, winding her arms around Kara's neck and smiling softly when she noticed Kara's stiff arms at her sides. "And then you place your hands over my hips."

"A-are you sure?”

“Only if you are.”

Kara nodded once more. And Lena took both of Kara's hands and placed them over her own hips before winding her arms back around Kara's neck. 

“I'm Lena by the way. In case you were wondering about the name of the girl you're dancing with.”

“I was.”

“Was?”

“Wondering about your name.” Kara clarified.

“Oh. Well, I'm glad I told you then.” Lena mentioned with a small smile. “How about you? Do you have a name?”

“Kara. My name's Kara.” 

“It's nice to meet you, Kara.”

“Nice to meet you too, Lena.”

[justmickeyfornow]

Hello my fellow homies!

Let me just start off by saying that I’m very proud of everyone who had contributed to this cause. I never thought we would raise this much money in less than a week. It shows how much good there still exists in people. 

Thank you to everyone who has donated, to everyone who helped spread awareness and to everyone trying to make a difference.

Don’t let this stop you from continuing to help and contribute in any way you can.

And because you guys were all such awesome humans and we managed to raise this much money, you’ll all be getting double the amount of pages that I promised!

With that said, I’ll just need a few days to write it all and will be posting them on the weekend.

Thank you again :)

[justmickeyfornow]

XXX

[justmickeyfornow]

Hi Mickey! I just sent you a submission of my donation to your BLM donation commission. Your list was so tempting there were so many SC one-shot options i wanted to choose!!!! I wanted the roadtrip one and the mission one and oh my gawd definitly more of the elevator one! But I'm going with superdeliverygirl since i wanna see those two idiots kiss already!!!! Thanks for doing this supercorp donation commission thingy mickey it made me really happy because just $5 can go a long way

Hey anon! Look at you being an awesome human being and makin a difference! So proud of you :)

I know there were a lot of super tempting offers on that commission post. But Super{Delivery}Girl was a great choice! I have so many delicious ideas for that fic that it's kind of worth it that I might be ignoring PI to write more for it...

Kinda. Maybe. Just a little.

And you're definitely right, five bucks does go a long way of making a difference! Hell, I probably spend way more than five bucks on a snack!

Good on you, Anon :)

[sheltereredturtle]

Donate for a small art commission

Again, not sure if anyone is interested, but I posted this on twitter the other day and making a post here as well. If you would like to donate (collectively here or individually in the places listed here) for a small art commission by me, send me a private message of a screen shot of your donation and a prompt (if you want something not supercorp i’m open to discuss)

[cyclothimic]

caffeinate me

hey guys, if you read supercorp fics, you’ll probably know me as cyclothimic, you know, the one who wrote that ‘cold bones’ series that everyone hates me for. still, despite all the hate, y’all keep coming back for more, which is very flattering.

if you’re not familiar with the kind of content i write, i’ve provided a link to my ao3 account above and you can check them out!

(i daresay i’m pretty good...i guess)

considering the success of my fics recently, i figured i could set up a ko-fi page, and i did! plus, i also kind of need the money, because i’ve been accepted on an exchange program to australia for six months starting july and i need the money to keep myself afloat out there.

this is the link to my ko-fi page. i just want to be clear that i’m not forcing you guys to donate in exchange for more fics - i enjoy writing too much for that. but if you guys like what i have been writing so far and would like to see more, please don’t hesitate to donate. this is more of a tip jar than anything, really. and if you’d like something in exchange for your donation, you can always leave me a message via tumblr, ao3, or on my ko-fi page. one donation is only $3!

(i’m also up for writing original stories, but you also have to give me time with regards to those, because i will need to craft out characters, set the world etc etc)

please do spread this out. i really need the caffeine. and just know that i will truly relish in every cup. thank you!

p.s. if you do commission me, screenshot the receipt and email me at colenign@outlook.com, or here on tumblr is fine too!

links: caffeinate me | ao3

[justmickeyfornow]

Scratch that! Y'all are being even MORE awesome on THIS fine day!

$30 raised by awesome ladies and lads today and still going!

Today is the last day for Supercorp Donation Commissions!

Y'all are being very awesome on this fine day my ladies and lads!

We just raised another $20 of blm donations!

Keep 'em coming! Cuz there's only one more day!