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“What is it this time?” It was out of curiosity than what could have been mistakenly perceived as annoyance. Yet her mood was due to lack of sleep than lack of frustration.

[frozendoppleganger]

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“You know, if you know what’s best for you, you’ll look the other way,” Frost said. She vaguely recognized the other woman, she knew she worked in the mayor’s office.

[greentippedarrow]

Kara had never been the type to yell, but she had had enough. Approaching an obviously-exhausted Oliver, she wasted no time in picking him up, slinging him over her shoulder, and heading upstairs. "You need sleep and 'no' is not an option. I'll keep an eye out for our bad guy." Once free of the stairs, the Kryptonian left the ground, flying up to the third floor toward the bedrooms, where he was dropped onto the nearest bed. Her arms folded over her chest stubbornly. "Okay?"

It was taking everything he had to keep his eyes open but he needed to be here, ready when they found their target. He couldn’t let anyone lay waste to his city. In as much time as it took for him to force his eyes back open after blinking, he found himself in the arms of the girl of steel as she led him out and flew him up towards the bedrooms. He glared at her when she dropped him onto the bed. “I don’t need sleep. I’ll be fine.”

[mostlygoodvibes-a]

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: I love Kara. While I have only watched a couple episodes of Supergirl, I definitely have to say that Kara is adorable and sweet.How they play them: I love what I’ve seen so far! Everything is so well written.The Mun: I ADORE Jessie omg. I love talking to her and chatting with her. She’s super nice and approachable, very down to earth and real. 

Do I:

RP with them: I don’t think we’ve had a thread yet come to think of itWant to RP with them:  Yesssss

What is my;

Overall Opinion: 10/10 would recommend. Very happy to know her :3

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

[a-smoakiism]

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“We can’t have a crisis-- my schedule is already full!” 

[pulitzerpanther]

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The wind gently dances up through the city, brushing through blonde locks as heels click along damp asphalt. The smell of rain tempers the heavy scent of alleyway that became so ingrained in the beat of a young reporter’s origin story that the nostalgia can’t be smothered quite as much as the scent might and her chin dips upwards to inhale it. 

It swells her chest--tingles down her throat like icicles dancing along chilling skin--and the faintest smile tucks up weary lips as she walks. 

She knows this city, of course, like the back of her hand.

Catherine Jane Grant wasn’t raised in National City, but National City was raised underneath attentive, careful fingers--Cat Grant was born into a symbol; an emblem--and it’s not surprising that a few people stop and stare as she walks, the prodigal CEO’s return dampened by the noise and hum of the city. But her gaze doesn’t falter. 

She’s not here, of course, to run a company, and when she passes underneath the flickering, neon lights of an Interlac sign (thanks, Olivia, for that little useless tidbit) the faint jostle of the overzealous Alien Bar bell rings in her ears far louder than the clicking of her heels ever could have.

And there the girl is.

“Well, well, well, Kara Danvers.” Cat slides into the bar stool next to a familiar set of shoulders without invite, coat tucking along her hip as she hums, “Imagine finding you here. Does this mean you’ve wrapped your fingers along the next ring of success in the ever-tipping totem pole of journalism, becoming more and more like the greats you’ve admired? Alcoholism is a writer’s best tool, after all.” 

[smoakinoverwxtch]

"No!"

Send “No!” to find my muse bleeding out

It had been a mistake, she knew it the moment she had felt someone step up behind her. There had been a reason why Oliver had asked for Diggle and get her and William into a safe house but Felicity had needed to get out, clear her head, have a moment with her thoughts to scream, to cry without worrying her stepson. She should have known better. It had only been twenty minutes when she had been approached, stabbed in the side and left for dead, bleeding out in an alleyway, sat against a wall, her phone taken, leaving her with very little hope of help coming.( @chosexearth)

[ofcoldguns]

COLDFLASH

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- leaves their dirty clothes on the floorBarry does but he can clean up in like an instant so it’s not that big a deal- forgets to run the dish washerBarry does.- pumps gas for the carAgain Len does because he’s the only one who drives really.- drives when they’re going somewhereThe very few times they have to drive Len does the driving.- rearranges the furnitureLen does if he’s bored and doesn’t have a heist to plan.- falls asleep with the TV onLen does waiting for Barry who’s sometimes out late.- gets to use the bathroom firstBarry does because he’s faster but it doesn’t matter because he doesn’t take that long. Maybe if Len wakes up early enough he does.- decides the temperature for the ac/heaterLen- sets up holiday decorationsBarry does- leaves the lights onProbably Barry- uses the bathroom with the door openAgain I don’t think either of them really. - fixes the plumbing (or calls the plumber)Len can figure it out.

[anuclearpoweredsuperhero-blog]

“ this is my fault . . . ”

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Jax hadn’t seen the man behind him before it was too late.

He’d separated from Martin, but couldn’t find the old man and assumed he had been captured. So he was searching. Kara was helping. She’d shouted for him to look out but he had been too late.

The man shot him three times in the back, and he felt his legs start to give out from under him while Kara took the man out. She was back in time to catch him.

He stared up at her, her face swimming in and out of view. Somehow, he knew there was no coming back from this. “No…” he tried speaking, but it came out in a sort of gurgle along with some blood. He was afraid he might choke on it, so he stopped a moment, gripping her shoulder with fear. Fear of the darkness and of the unknown.

“Tell Gray…” he coughed, blood splattering her shirt. He felt guilty but he couldn’t control it. “Love him.” Black appeared at the edges of his vision. “Love…Love you too.” After the words left his mouth, he felt warm. No matter how much he fought, his eyes shut slowly and darkness enveloped him.

[alurazearchive]

“I’ve always wanted to thank you, but was never sure how.”

Alura tilts her head slightly, a soft, but faintly bemused smile curling her lips. ‘Thank me? Whatever for?’ 

She can think of very little that Kara might want to thank her for, and she pauses, her hands stilling in the act of making them tea. She reaches across the kitchen counter, offering Kara the chance to reach out and take her hand, and murmurs, ‘is there something bothering you?’

[alwaysfcward]

“Thank you for always being here for me.”

[ @chosexearth ] 

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I be?” 

[justicebyarrows]

“i wish we’d met before they convinced you life is war.”

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His eyes immediately shifted from her own, head turning the opposite way as his lips pressed into a hard line. “No one had to convince me.” His voice was harder than he anticipated, emotion failing to be suppressed. “The island opened my eyes.”

[leadershiipskills]

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"Alex... what wolf...?"

“Well, a lycan if we’re getting technical. I want to say I adopted her, but some days it feels like she adopted me.”

[masxked]

“I’ve got you." (Thea)

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Thea’s first reaction was to lean away, though Supergirl’s words and touch were far from threatening. She didn’t deserve gentleness. “Most of it’s not mine,” Thea said, a flat almost emotionless declaration about the blood that she was trying to wipe away. She didn’t make eye contact, but resigned herself to Supergirl’s help anyway. She wasn’t in much of a mental state to do it herself. 

Thea knew she had darkness inside of her. Was that the type of thing that could passed down from a father? Or trained into someone? Or was it in her all along? She felt darker, stained beyond the blood on her body beside Supergirl. She was light and hope and if Thea looked over she worried she’d see a face etched with compassion she didn’t deserve. Thea worked from the shadows and no matter how hard she tried, there ended up blood on her hands.

Thea hissed suddenly at a flash of pain, head snapping towards Supergirl. “That one’s mine.” The adrenaline was starting to wear off and she could feel her injuries now. “You don’t have to do this,” Thea muttered, finally looking at the other woman when she spoke. 

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[a-smoakiism]

‘ look at all those chickens ’

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