#deadbiwrites

[ekingston]

29??

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic.

hi gaby i went into my google docs and unearthed this cursed thing and discovered there’s actually quite a bit more of it than i remembered 🧟‍♂️

(and then some apocalyptic stuff happens)

(… and by cursed i mean it whispers my name in the dark of night begging for me to reanimate it)

send me writer asks!

[gay-impressionist]

Finally got to use that cover I made weeks ago 😁 I bookbinded Alphabets and Poems by @deadbiwrites, which is such a cool fanfic!

[wilfriede]

[Podfic of] Liar Liar Plants On Fire (7:20 min) by wilfriede0815 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Lena Luthor gets to have one (1) hobby, doesn’t mean she doesn’t still need a hug, No Plants Were Harmed In The Making Of This Fic, and look kara can’t help it okay, imagine what your house would look like if you sneezed at a hundred thousand miles per hour, Podfic, Podfic Length: 0-10 Minutes Summary:

Why are my plant’s leaves yellowing? is the first, innocuous ask. It's followed by a picture of the brown, crisp remains of what Lena only vaguely recognizes must at one point have been a vibrant green ZZ plant. Because it’s fucking dead, Lena wants to reply. Instead, she writes Is it possible it’s near a window where it gets too much direct light? - In which Lena runs a popular plant care blog and Kara has yet to meet a plant she couldn't kill.

Podfic of Liar Liar Plants On Fire by @ekingston

For @deadbiwrites who prompted the story.

Cover by @shakespearestolemyurl

[mrsluthordanvers]

Last line tag game

Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote and try to tag as many people as there are words.

Thank you @rustingcat for the tag. I actually have something recent to share!! So without further ado

It scares her to see Lena in the hospital bed looking so small and fragile that Kara almost thinks twice about brushing her thumb across Lena's cheek while she sleeps, afraid she might hurt her.

I don't think I can tag as many people as there are words buuuut here it goes

@deadbiwrites @ekingston @hrwinter @oreoambitions @littlemousejelly @stennnn06 @proudlyunicorn

[battenthecrosshatches]

'For Island Fires and Family' by Dermot Kennedy

Very post-reveal fallout vibes for me

I loved these vibes! Thank you

[c-optimistic]

Imma send a happy one-

Lazy morning/ pancakes vs. waffles debate

It’s impossibly cold when she wakes up. 

At least, it’s impossibly cold everywhere she’s not pressed up against a very warm body, everywhere she’s not snuggled under several blankets and engulfed in a sense of coziness. 

To clarify, her left leg is impossibly cold. 

Kara presses her nose against the shoulder of the body next to her, shifting under the blankets so that her leg is back in the safety of the warmth. Before she can shift further, fully take advantage of the body next to her, her bed companion stirs and grabs her hand, forcing her to still her motions. 

“Press your cold feet to mine again, love. See what happens.” 

Kara grins, pulling their joined hands towards Lena’s waist, fingers idly brushing beneath her shirt’s hem. “I wouldn’t need to if you would stop stealing the blankets every night,” she says. “I get cold too, you know.” 

Lena turns around, eyes narrowed playfully. “You liar,” she says, and it’s all the warning Kara gets before Lena gives her a quick kiss and pulls away completely, going as far as tossing the blankets back and getting out of bed. 

“Nooo,” Kara whines, rolling onto her back, arms splayed wide as she watches with some disappointment as her wife pulls on her pajama pants and a dressing gown. “We said we’d take it easy this morning. Sleep in. Make waffles.” 

Lena pauses her movements, turning to look at Kara in confusion. “Waffles?” 

“The best breakfast food.” When Lena doesn’t immediately respond, Kara turns onto her side so that she can get a better view of her wife. “What?” she prods, noticing the slight look of discomfort on Lena’s face.

“It’s just,” Lena starts, biting her lip, “you must know that’s not true.” 

It takes a second for Lena’s meaning to become clear, and when it does, Kara gasps dramatically, clutching at her chest and pretending she’s been shot, rolling back onto her back. “Betrayed,” she cries, squeezing her eyes shut, “by my own wife and her hatred of waffles. Shock, horror!” She opens one eye when Lena doesn’t immediately respond. “If waffles aren’t the best breakfast food, what is?” 

“Pancakes,” Lena responds easily, looking like she’s stifling a laugh when Kara’s only reaction is to look at her with a gaping mouth. “Only you would take food this seriously,” she continues, stepping back towards the bed, leaning down, and pressing a kiss to Kara’s cheek. “You’re my favorite.” 

She seems to think that’s the end of the discussion, stepping into the bathroom to brush her teeth and then mentioning something about getting coffee ready before she leaves Kara in the bedroom and heads to the kitchen. 

Kara blinks several times, processing this new information about her wife, then speeds through getting dressed and brushing her teeth before chasing after Lena.

“Wait, wait,” Kara says as she reaches her in the kitchen. “You’re serious? You like pancakes?” 

“What’s wrong with pancakes?” Lena asks, looking like she’s genuinely confused, pack of coffee grounds in hand. 

“What’s not wrong with them?” Kara returns. She hadn’t realized, when she woke up not fifteen minutes ago, they’d be having such an important discussion this morning. If she’d had any idea this was coming, she’d have at least prepared an itemized, alphabetical list of all the reasons waffles were clearly superior. “They’re floppy. Disintegrate in the syrup—”

“—well, love, anything would disintegrate with the amount of syrup you put on it—” Lena tries, but Kara keeps going. 

“—the structural integrity of a pancake stack is nonexistent! Waffles can withstand the weight of fruit, chocolate, whipping cream, even candy—”

“Kara, no one puts candy on waffles—”

“—whereas pancakes just fall apart,” Kara finishes. “There’s no spunk, no character to pancakes. You know?” 

Lena abandons her attempt at making coffee and steps in front of Kara, her hands cradling Kara’s cheeks, thumb gently caressing a spot near her lips. It’s cheating, Kara knows it’s cheating, but she figures it’s all right this once, and she doesn’t make any move to pull away. “I’ve genuinely never thought about the character—or rather, the lack of it—of my pancakes. They sort of taste the same to me, honestly. I just like that pancakes are softer. Fluffy, you know?” 

Kara frowns as she thinks about it. “Fluffy?” she questions, not quite sure the answer matters anymore, not when Lena’s so close, when she’s looking at her like that. 

“Fluffy,” Lena confirms. She takes Kara’s hands and starts to pull her back towards the bedroom. “We could spend our one morning off arguing about it. Or we could just have a big lunch later?” 

“Breakfast is overrated, you’re absolutely right,” Kara says, allowing Lena to continue tugging her closer to the bedroom. 

(Though Lena has the last laugh, with their big lunch later turning out to be waffles and pancakes, which Kara has to concede is just perfect.)

[itllsetyoufree]

HUGS for the WIP game!

Okay @deadbiwrites and @jjulyingg sorry this is a little late and @anon 😂 I will not be dragged for writing hugs into everything, extremely rude and the answer is every single one of them. Anyway here’s a snippet from the Hugs WIP: ------- It starts off innocently enough. They’re at Kara’s for a quiet evening in after one of the longest weeks either of them can remember. Kara’s already changed into comfy sweats and flopped onto the couch, and looking over at her, Lena’s not entirely sure she hasn’t already dozed off. Instead of waking her up again, Lena busies herself with her task in the kitchen. She’s gotten a couple bowls’ worth of snacks for Kara and some biscuits for herself, and the water is almost boiling for her tea. She opens the cabinet next to the fridge to look for Kara’s modest tea stash and spots it on the top shelf. Glaring briefly back at Kara’s snoozing form on the couch, Lena lifts onto her toes and reaches for the tea but finds it out of her reach. She sighs. “Kara.” No response. “Kara.” Lena waits another moment before rolling her eyes and reaching up on her toes again for the tea. It’s just out of her reach, and she lifts her knee onto the counter to climb up right as the kettle starts whistling. The kettle shuts off abruptly just as Lena’s pulling her other knee onto the counter, but then there are hands on her waist, and she’s airborne, briefly, until her feet are back on the floor. Kara presses warm and flush against her back, her hands heavy on Lena’s hips, and Lena’s breath stutters out of her, heart suddenly pounding when Kara tucks her head against Lena’s own. “Don’t climb on my counters,” Kara murmurs sleepily against Lena’s ear. “I don’t want you to fall off.” But Lena doesn’t hear her. All sound is drowned out by the feeling of every one of Kara’s curves pressed along her back. One hand skims up Lena’s side to brace against her rib cage as Kara lifts onto her toes behind Lena. Lena squeezes her eyes closed and tips her head forward, feeling Kara raise up and down against her as Kara reaches the top shelf easily and retrieves the box of tea. “Here you go,” Kara says cheerily, the sleep clearing out of her voice as she sets the tea down in front of Lena on the counter. Kara grins at her and swipes one of the bowls of chips before making her way back to the living room. 

[jinxedbythechildofchaos]

IT IS "A Fruitless Vine" written by @deadbiwrites !!!!

i can't believe i didn't see it sooner she's one of my go to authors. 10000/10 would recommend her Hallmark series especially around the holidays, Christmas, Hanukkah and Kryptonian Solstice Days are celebrated, it's my go to holiday read. She's BiFelicia on Ao3

hey, does anyone remember this one supergirl fanfic on AO3 about vines, and Lena didn't understand them, and was really confused?

I remember a few moments, like Lena correcting Kara when Kara said said "fresh ava ca do" and Winn yelling "this house is a f*king nightmare" and i think Lucy lane was in it.

[littlemousejelly]

Bud!

Either Hysterical Lit or Lady Knight au!

(Also is that one title from that one song because HELL YES)

i'm gonna wimp out and do hysterical lit au cuz i'm excited about getting it done and lady knight au is,,, fragile

[bigmammallama5]

ao3 gonna be down? no problem! (any supercorp fics you can rec to download durin' this time? and any fave fics of yours to suggest? i've read all your stuff and i gotta be picky for my poor phone memory lmao)

<33333 you are very sweet thank you for attempting to trust my terrible memory LOL but my brain has been all over the place in terms of writing and reading the past year, so forgive me for this vague and generic answer.

I guess that depends on what you're in the mood for! I know we all love the big writers (Jazz, Jill, Thorned Rose, I know I'm missing names please forgive my broken brain) so maybe pick a handful there that are either a oneshot or long form for some variety? I know I personally have some ranging from single chapter oneshots to multi-chapter, I think the others do too. The zine when it was running introduced some nice fics as well, that's a roster to still check out though I'm not sure if some of those authors still write. I will say there were a lot of nice fics from the last big bang too last summer! Definitely go look through there and pick out a couple if you want to stay occupied for a few hours. There was also a recent event Supergirl Mayhem this spring that was more than supercorp but looked like a lot of fun! I know it's a broad answer but I struggle picking favorites and I know there are a lot of not-as-well-known authors out there who write bangers.

If anyone following me has a favorite comfort supercorp fic please drop the title/author in the notes!

[ekingston]

"Hands" for the WIP game?

(Surely a cheap shot, but one I must take nonetheless)

you are way too good at this, friend. let’s say i had some Options but i think this one’s a clear winner. from TFOT:

[stennnn06]

🌹

yaaaaas pal. have some reignjas snark from my other holiday one shot WIP -- 

Andrea watches her with an amused smile, her eyes glimmering in the glow of the holiday lights. Sam swallows heavily.

"I never said I didn't like you," Andrea leans in closer, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. "To be quite honest with you Sam, I don't think about you enough to have an opinion."

WIP ask game

[oreoambitions]

It's okay, one time when I was waiting tables The Most Beautiful Woman I've Ever Seen walked in with friends and sat in my section (fatal mistake for all involved). She was super nice (and so, SO pretty), and I was... not drooling, mostly, so it was going great. And she made an offhand comment, just being nice, A Flirty Thing popped out of my mouth (without permission), and then I IMMEDIATELY TURNED AND RAN. SMACK INTO A BOOTH. Bruised my ribs, knocked everything off the table. It was awesome.

ldhfgljksdhg YOU RAN INTO THE BOOTH. GABY. I CANNOT. What on earth did you say to her that prompted you to do such a thing?? I feel like I shouldn’t laugh, but the image of everything just swept entirely off the table in one disastrous moment is... *chef’s kiss*

[mrsluthordanvers]

Supercorp Prompt- 'BUT LOOK AT THE EARS! LOOK HOW CUTE!' 'We ARE NOT keeping it!' (In which they keep it)

I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS FRIEND!!!! <3

Read on AO3

“I just want to look.” Kara whines.

“You never want to just look.” Lena replies with a raised eyebrow.

“Please Lena!” Kara pouts as she swings their hands between them. “I’ll never ask again.”

“Also, not true.” Lena smirks. “You said the same thing last weekend.”

“Lenaaaaa,” Kara tugs gently on her hand as she stares at her with soft eyes. “Pleeeeease.”

Lena can’t stop the smile as she waves her free hand for Kara to lead on.

“They have different ones this week.” Kara chatters while she tugs Lena past vendors selling various produce, completely focused on the multilevel tower the humane society set up to show off a couple cats available for adoption.

“Look at them.” Kara coos as she puts her free hand against the wire, letting a short haired ginger sniff her palm before she wiggles a finger through the siding.

Lena’s zoned out staring at Kara’s happy profile haloed in morning sun when she feels Kara stiffen under her hand.

“Lena…” Kara’s mouth gapes as she stares off at a pen set up in the grass. “They have puppies.” Kara turns to stare at Lena with shiny eyes.

“Kara…” Lena warns as Kara starts to drift backwards, their arms stretching out between them. “Kara, no.”

Lena knows she’s already lost when Kara lets go of her hand. Blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders as she disappears between other passing couples.

Kara’s spread out on the grass when Lena catches up. A small puppy already sitting in her lap. The two of them wiggling together in excitement.

“Oh boy.” Lena whispers to herself as she approaches. Gingerly lowering herself into the grass as Kara holds up the small wriggling ball of fluff towards her with a grin.

“Look at him.” Kara croons as she pulls the puppy back towards her, bumping noses and cooing as the puppy licks at her face.

“Very cute.” Lena admits as she watches her girlfriend. Eyes and nose crinkled in happiness.

As soon as it’s out of her mouth, Kara perks up. Turning towards Lena with an open mouth.

“No.” Lena says before the question can even pass Kara’s lips.

Unfazed Kara just holds up the puppy beside her. “But look at the ears!”

Lena eyes drift up to the ears Kara’s currently rubbing her nose against. One perked up in alert, the other flopping over at the tip like it just can’t help it.

“Look at how cute!” Kara peels her eyes away from the puppy and suddenly Lena’s pinned with two sets of puppy eyes.

“We’re not taking it.”

Sighing, Kara lifts the puppy to tuck it under her chin.

“Can you at least take a picture?”

Lena pulls her phone out without hesitation, taking a few more pictures then entirely necessary.

“Look at how cute we are!” Kara looks over Lena’s shoulder at the photo. “Let’s get one with you too!”

Kara takes the phone from Lena before she can protest. Hooking her chin over Lena’s shoulder as she holds up the phone in front of them. Placing the puppy in Lena’s lap so she can wrap her arm around Lena’s waist.

Kara snaps the photo while Lena’s distracted looking down at the puppy.

“We look good.” Kara whispers in her ear, making Lena jolt as she holds the phone for Lena to see.

“I think you like him.” Kara teases gently, pressing her nose into Lena’s hair as Lena stares at the photo with a small smile.

“Go ask them for the adoption papers.” Lena whispers before she can change her mind.

[whythinktoomuch]

Damn/dammit

damn & cwb au

“I don’t agree with your notes,” Kara all but snapped the next time she burst into Andrea’s office.

Only Andrea’s assistant glanced back at her in alarm, while Andrea herself just continued signing all the forms held out to her.

“Close the door on your way out,” Andrea instructed her assistant, leaning back against her desk as she and Kara waited until the assistant did just that. “My notes?”

“Yeah! You need to stop sacrificing the quality of content for the sake of your damn clicks. There is more to journalism than just—”

“And?” Andrea cut in, nonchalant yet precise. “You might have to switch tactics if you’re trying to convince me of something.”

Kara’s jaw worked, clenching as her breathing grew huffy from frustration. “Why? You need some stress relief?”

“No. But you seem to.”

dammit & the au au chapter 3 

Kara sighs in exasperation. “You’re being ridiculous. You can’t stay here all night, Lena.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time,” Lena fires back, bitterness cutting through the slur of alcohol, and Kara’s heart readily sinks.

During her nightly patrols at home, Kara had of course witnessed firsthand how often Lena would work late into the night, making up for the lost sleep by napping during her lunch hour. Apparently, the Lena staring blearily up at her was no different. But this Lena was currently within arm’s reach, and Kara knows that she can actually do something about it, and dammit, she won’t be leaving the building without at least this Lena in tow.

“I’m taking you home, Lena,” Kara says slowly, clearly. “Even if I have to throw you over my shoulder and fly you there, kicking and screaming.”

Lena’s already pale cheeks go stark white at Kara’s words, slight nausea evident in her grimace. And whether it’s as the prospect of flying in general or flying with Kara doesn’t matter, because it works.