#domestic supercorp my loves

[sssammich]

🧡 for supercorp

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

you got it, boss.

ask meme

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she wakes to a faint glow.

twilight peeking through the curtains, the very curtains that kara has finally installed in her apartment. she knows before she knows for sure that her alarm won't ring for another ten minutes. maybe fifteen. so she burrows deeper into the pillow and the covers.

she smiles against the pillow case when a warm hand runs the length of her back before it settles protectively on the side of her rib, easily pulling her closer. she turns to her side, her smile widening when the hand on her rib travels to cover her abdomen and her back is pressed into a solid figure. she is encased in warmth and heat and safety and comfort.

she angles her neck to give way when soft lips press into her shoulder before ambling down to the juncture of her shoulder and neck, eventually making their way up the column of her neck. all the while, she holds onto the hand on her abdomen, keeping it steady there, keeping it in place.

"you're ruining my beauty sleep," she mumbles, even as she turns her head so those traveling lips reach their final destination. she doesn't yet open her eyes when kara's face hovers over her, kara's faint exhale grazing her skin.

"there's no such thing," kara says, before closing the distance between them. their mouths come together in the holy union of marked simplicity, of earned domesticity.

she grumbles—because she can—and she fully twists so that they're now facing each other. kara's arms wind themselves around her shoulder and her back before she nestles herself inside safety incarnate, pressing her own lips against kara's collarbone.

"i have fifteen more minutes before my alarm, you know."

the vibration of kara's laughter seeps into her bones, her marrow replaced with joy and mirth. she is now a woman made of love and happiness, every inch of them touched with kara's fingerprints.

"you absolutely do not have that kind of time. five minutes, at most."

"and yet here you are bothering all five of them."

kara laughs again before placing a chaste kiss on her temple. "world renowned lena luthor, a petulant baby. who would have thought?"

she whines, to prove a point, all while basking in the ease of this morning ritual. a blessed one of many. "nobody if you know what's good for you."

it is then that kara kisses her squarely on the mouth, a proper introduction to the morning and their upcoming day ahead. "come on, sleepyhead. it's your turn to make breakfast."

she grumbles amidst kara's cackle, so out of place yet welcomed first thing in the morning. "but the alarm—"

-

she wakes to a faint glow.

the television rolls through the looping landing page of the last streaming service she remembers clicking on.

she's tangled in some blankets as her neck rests uncomfortably on the arm of the couch. as her eyes adjust to the darkness, she realizes where she is: kara's couch. but with no sign of kara.

she stretches to her full height, her outstretched feet touching the edge of the other side of the couch, the blanket loosening from around her waist and falling down on the rug. she groans when she reaches towards the coffee table and palms for her phone. her eyes squint at the unexpected brightness of her phone signaling to her that she has a slew of messages and emails to respond to that she's choosing to ignore and instead focuses on the glare of 1:13AM shining back at her.

she sighs, slow to push her body up to a sitting position. she cards her fingers through her hair before gathering them all together and twisting it into a makeshift bun. she then picks up the blanket she let drop on the floor, folding it before placing it at the center of the couch. she shuts the t.v. off using the remote on the coffee table. she plucks up the now empty cup of tea and brings the both of them to the kitchen sink.

she collects herself, shrugging her cardigan on and shouldering her purse. she glances back at the dark and empty apartment before shutting the door behind her with a quiet click.

it's closer to two in the morning when she gets acclimated in her own bed. by the time she gets home, cleans up, and settles herself, she's awake again, so she needs to wind herself back down to get some sleep. this only happens, nowadays at least, by playing kara's message back to her. the one that she's memorized by heart. the one that she has cried about, has sobbed against, has yelled at.

the one that lulls her to sleep because she at least can hear kara's voice, can hear the love lacing the pain and the anguish, the regret.

in time, she falls asleep. she hopes she does not dream.

yet she hopes even more that she dreams, if only to see kara once more, at least until she returns and is back with them again. back with her again.

-

she wakes to a faint glow.

a call from alex danvers appearing on her phone screen.

"get to the tower as soon as you can. we think we might have found where kara is."

[lesbicosmos]

masterlist of all my fics i have on ao3!!!

(you guys will never guess who my favourite music artist is based on all my fic titles)

complete works

◻️dead poets society:

so in awe there i stood (anderperry, side chrisginny and mittsie)

oh, your love is sunlight (chrisginny)

she gives me toothaches just from kissin' me (chrisginny)

chrisginny week 2023 fics:

i've got some colour back, she thinks so, too

fell in love with the fire long ago

we'd sit back and watch the world go by

we lay here for years or for hours

something so precious about this

no grave can hold my body down

i'll crawl home to her

chrisginny week 2024 fics:

the one with violets in her lap

◻️good omens:

i'd like for you and i to go romancing (aziracrow, s2 fix it)

we should just kiss like real people do (aziracrow, minor vinylatte, s2 ep5 rewrite)

◻️merlin:

i'd be home with you (morgwen)

you're the king and i'm your lionheart (merthur, post-canon modern day)

the future's so bright, it's burnin' (morgana&merlin, s2 ep3 rewrite, magic reveal)

◻️doctor who:

there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you (thasmin)

◻️supergirl:

hope that you're good to me, baby (supercorp)

◻️dead boy detectives:

it feels real to me now, it felt real to me then (payneland)

just a mirror away (edwiniko being platonic soulmates)

the case of the dead boy daughter (gen, referenced payneland)

the great petname debacle of '24 (payneland)

'cause it was always you, alright (payneland)

where did i go wrong? i lost a friend (edwin & crystal post-niko's death)

73 years (payneland, future fic)

hold me like water or christ, hold me like a knife (payneland)

payneland week 2024 fics:

i could break beneath the weight of the goodness, love, i still carry for you (prompt: language of love/sickfic)

eurydice, darling, just give him your hand (prompt: myths/legends)

nothing in the world belongs to me but my love mine all mine (prompt: love confession/first kiss)

you know the galaxies of my heart (prompt: domestic au)

fear is the heart of love (prompt: canon divergence)

through your eyes i see a smile you bring to me (prompt: free day)

i could find you darlin', in any life (prompt: soulmate au)

palasaki week 2024 fics:

found the place to rest my head (never let me go) (prompt: sickfic)

i'd be home with you (prompt: fondness)

the way i love the ocean (prompt: AU)

minds are unlocked, this feeling is amazing (prompt: physical intimacy)

deadboyween 2024 fics:

even upside down, it's beautiful somehow (prompt: comfort)

and it feels good to be known so well (prompt: orbs)

payneland promptfest 2024 fics:

it's tradition, crystal! (prompt: mistletoe)

in a sky full of stars, i think i see you (prompt: star)

ongoing works

◻️good omens:

ineffable slice of life - ongoing oneshot series:

the one with the cold christmas (aziracrow)

the one with the halloween party (brief aziracrow, vinylatte and anathema/newt)

◻️merlin:

everything you've done... i know now. (merthur, arthur in avalon, arthur returns)

◻️dead boy detectives:

operation sapphic detectives (palasaki, sequel to cause it was always you, alright)

heard the voices and caught my breath, so close and yet so far from death (niko & edwin, found family, post-canon)

[marinawolf]

Loving all your little prompts and antsy SuperCorp stories! Since it’s June, how about a little something of Lena and Kara celebrating Pride Month?

omg thank you for reading them. Also, this is such a cute prompt. happy pride month! this one kinda made me feel sappy and shit so here you go:

Brave (Supercorp)

Lena Luthor lay in bed, her body entwined with Kara's. They were in a state of domestic bliss, completely enraptured with each other. The room was filled with a warm glow and Lena felt a sense of contentment. Kara was absentmindedly flipping through TV channels when a news broadcast about the upcoming Pride festival came up.

"You know," Lena laughed, "My mother heard about us. Don't ask me how but I received a nasty letter. Apparently, I'm going to destroy the Luthor name."

Even though Lena didn't want to admit it, her mother's words had cut through her. Even after all this time, Lena craved Lillian's approval, her love. But she never seemed to be enough.

Seeing right through her, Kara whispered, "Are you okay?"

When Lena didn't answer, Kara caressed her cheek gently, reassuring her, "It's you and me, okay? Nothing else matters. And I'm so proud of you." She leaned down and kissed Lena, causing Lena's heart to race. Lena lost herself to Kara's embrace, shutting out the rest of the world.

The next day, as the sun began to set, Lena stood in the middle of her office, a blindfold securely tied around her eyes. Kara had summoned her from a meeting and had insisted on guiding her to a surprise destination, and Lena couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation. She trusted Kara implicitly, and this blindfolded journey only heightened her curiosity.

"Okay, Lena, just a few more steps," Kara's voice gently guided her. Lena could hear the excitement in her tone, a hint of mischief mixed with love. With each step, Lena's heart raced faster, wondering what awaited her at the end of this journey.

Finally, Kara's voice whispered, "You can take off the blindfold now."

Lena's hands trembled as she untied the fabric, letting it fall away. Her eyes blinked rapidly, adjusting to the light pouring in from the balcony. And as her vision cleared, Lena's breath caught in her throat.

Before her, on the balcony overlooking the avenue on which the Pride Festival was starting, was a sight that took her breath away. Kara had created a beautiful picnic, filled with Lena's favorite foods—salads included, despite Kara's well-known dislike for them. She spotted a box of potstickers in the corner and smiled. The table was adorned with rainbow decorations, and chilled champagne sparkled in elegant glasses. At the center stood a lopsided rainbow cake that Lena was certain Kara had baked herself.

Tears welled up in Lena's eyes as she took in the scene. The magnitude of Kara's love overwhelmed her and she was grateful to whatever sentient being in the universe that thought it fit to bring Kara into her life.

Turning to Kara, Lena found her words caught in her throat. She could hardly believe the depth of love she felt for Kara. It consumed her and rendered her speechless.

Kara held a rainbow headband in her hands, her blue eyes sparkling in the light of the setting sun.

Kara," Lena's voice trembled with emotion, "I... I don't know what to say."

Kara smiled at Lena, causing Lena's heart to skip a beat. She gently placed the rainbow headband on Lena's hair, the colors blending seamlessly with her dark locks. "You don't have to say anything, Lena," Kara whispered, her voice filled with tenderness. "Just know that I love you, and I'm proud of you. Always. You are the most extraordinary woman I've ever met."

Overwhelmed by the depth of Kara's love and the sheer beauty of the moment, Lena's tears spilled freely.

Still unable to speak, Lena closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a fervent, passionate kiss. It was a moment filled with tenderness, vulnerability, and an unbreakable promise.

The weight of her mother's disapproval, the burden of the Luthor name, all seemed inconsequential as she held Kara in her arms. In this moment, Lena realized that as long as she and Kara were together, nothing else mattered. No-one else mattered.

As they broke apart, their foreheads pressed together, Lena looked deep into Kara's eyes. "I love you, Kara," she whispered.

[sanversandfriends]

Today, we're shining the Batsignal on ChristyKia. ChristyKia has been delighting fans with her drawings of Supercorp and other pairings in the SG fandom as The Red Cape of K. Thanks for sharing your insights and techniques, ChristyKia!

Tell us a little about yourself. How long have you been creating fan art? What were some of your first subjects and what ships/characters in the SG universe have you illustrated?

Hello I'm Christykia. I've been creating fanarts for as long as I can remember. I was probably 6 or 7 when I drew my first Disney fanarts, then I continued with Dragon Ball Z, Yu-Gi-Oh and later Harry Potter, Naruto, Avatar the last Airbender and the Legend of Korra. As for Supergirl, so far I've drawn Supergirl, Sam and baby Ruby, Lena, Kelly as Guardian, Supercorp and Brainia

What are your favorite mediums to work with?

I'm a traditional artist and I love to work with alcohol markers and colored pencils

What kinds of scenes do you enjoy illustrating? Do you have any favorite tropes or themes? Imagery that you like to work with?

When I draw ships, I like illustrating fluff and domestic scenes or casual moments of life. I also occasionally like drawing short comics and nsfw scenes. When I draw single characters I tend to draw portraits

Any advice for aspiring fan artists?

Start with cheap mediums, learn the basics (like anatomy), use references, and draw as much as you can. Keep your beginner's drawings, they'll help you see how you've improved after a while and you can still use them in "draw it again" games years later.

Check out more of her work here! https://theredcapeofk.tumblr.com/search/myart  for Supergirl Fanarthttps://www.instagram.com/_christykia/ For everything else 



[luthordamnvers]

Hey 👋

Favourite supergirl episodes from any season??

Hey! I haven't done a proper rewatch in years, so these are the "good" episodes from the show.

S1 - Pilot, livewire, red faced (if only for the rage scream scene), human for a day, the girl who has everything, fallout, World finest (still the best supergirl/flash crossover) better angels.

S2 - the adventures of supergirl, the last children of krypton, crossfire, medusa, luthors, exodus, ace reporter, alex, nevertheless she persisted.

S3- Girl of Steel, triggers, damage, midvale(!!!), crisis on earth x(the best all shows crossover imo), reign, fort rozz, for good, of two minds, trinity, (from here on they all kinda blur together tbh)

S4 - American Alien (Nia Nal, my beloved), fallout, (I didn't really need this episode, but it was still a good episode) Man of steel, rather the fallen angel, bunker hill, suspicious minds, blood memory, o brother where art thou?(kelly olsen my beloved), House of L(!!), all about eve, american dreamer, will the real miss tessmacher please stand up?, red dawn, the quest for peace.

S5 - (sigh), event horizon, blurred lines, confidence women, tremors, the wrath of rama khan (if only for fortress scene), the bottle episode(fooled once again), it's a super life (!!!), reality bytes, alex in wonderland, deux lex machina, immortal kombat.

S6 - (sigh) rebirth, prom night, prom again, welcome back Kara, blind spots (i will not accept slander about this episode), the gauntlet, magical thinking, i believe in a thing called love, all the domestic supercorp scenes s6b gave me, and the dansen wedding, and that moment in certain funeral when certain ship was burried 6 feet down... and that's about s6.

If I had to select from those, from the top of my head as favorites: the girl who has everything, fallout, the adventures of supergirl, medusa, luthors, damage, midvale, house of L, it's a super life, immortal kombat, rebirth, welcome back kara, blind spots, the gauntlet, i believe in a thing called love.

[ao3feed-supercorp]

Drabble

by MeinPace

1. -It's nothing, I had my own treasured little yellow sun to recharge. -What is it? -Your kiss. 2. Kara rescued a woman from the fire, half-naked. And Lena is NOT happy when she saw it on social networks. 3. It is the little things that I leave behind for my loved ones, great things are for everyone. (Rabindranath Tagore) Three drabbles about supercorp sweet daily life.

1. "那没什么，毕竟我有我自己珍藏的小黄太阳帮我充能。" 两个人嘴唇距离只有咫尺，近得连呼吸都同步了起来。Lena的眼神不自觉地往Kara那因为轻微红肿更显诱惑的嘴唇上游荡。“是什么？” “你的吻。” 2. 号外号外，超女半裸着从火场里救出一个女人，总裁生气凝视.jpg 3. 我把小小的物品留给���所爱的人——大的物品则留给所有的人。（泰戈尔） 是supercorp同居生活小甜饼！不甜不要钱

Words: 4530, Chapters: 1/1, Language: 中文-普通话 國語

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: Fluff, Meet-Cute, Domestic Fluff, Established Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

from AO3 works tagged 'Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor' https://ift.tt/n04GceL via IFTTT https://ift.tt/n04GceL

[nathaniacolver]

bro, on one hand, YES. i get it.

i'm a lesbian. why do i have to wade through all the media life throws at me, BEGGING to see two women in love, in a way that is genuine, real, and authentic to my own life experience? WHY IS IT SO HARD.

some tired, worn out, weathered, frankly FATIGUED sapphic hardships:

male gaze *eternal sigh*

hypersexualization (not separate from #1)

toxic/unhealthy relationship (not separate from #1)

compulsory heterosexuality / fear of the word "lesbian" (yes, again, #1)

bury your gays (yes again duh)

censorship until last possible moment/episode

censorship via cancellation (NETFLIX WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU -)

infantilization (FUCK OFF PEDOPHILES and yes #1)

bad writing

queerbaiting

etc etc etc. y'all know, y'all live it with me. 😪😪😪

(btw caitvi dodging literally EVERY ONE of these bc they loved lesbians for once:)

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wlw / lesbian / sapphic relationships being severely underrepresented in fanworks when compared to the gay mlm relationship is frustrating. ao3 has literally been run by women since its inception; why are so few women represented? why do so many straight women see themselves better represented (both sexually and romantically) in mlm relationships rather than wlw ones? @centrumlumina (centreoftheselights on ao3) has multiple essays/discussions on "Possible Reasons for the Lack of Femslash" (which, btw, is 11 years old - and some of the problems have lessened, but others have arguably persisted, maybe even gotten worse). here is their 11yo graphic (PLS do not oversimplify it or shun responsibility by saying "but that's just the way things are!"):

(they also have an incredible essay on "Fandom's Race Problem" - still amazingly relevant even 8 years later! will never not recommend something from centreoftheselights on ao3 😁 pls give them kudos & comments & bookmarks & all the typical ao3 love!)

IN OTHER WORDS: it is totally valid to be mad. be irate. enraged. FURIOUS. RAIN PROVERBIAL INTERNET HELLFIRE UPON ALL YOU WISH. that lesbian rage deserves to be had.

however, on the other hand, the "canon ship vs non-canon ship", i'm not surprised.

non-canon relationships have ALWAYS severely outnumbered canon ships, when it comes to fanworks. and it's important to recognize that part of the extreme disparity between apparent number of fanworks is due to the caitvi's very intentional, very undeniable, very built-up, very flirted-and-saved-each-other's-lives-all-first-season-to-kiss-and-then-break-up-for-months-before-reuniting-and-eventually-fucking-in-a-prison-cell-before-war status of being CANON (i cry), and very last-scene-shows-them-domestic-and-in-love status of being ENDGAME. amanda overton i owe you my very soul--

technically, jayvik is very NOT canon (cue christian linke tweets), and is very NOT endgame (sorry bros - they DED). and you know what that breeds?

example #1. "Foe Fiction"

i simply quote @ekingston, one of my queens, for this:

(original tweets; tumblr post that they made about their own tweet)

a lot of the fanart you see, for example for jayvik, is actually foe art. note the part on the scale: "I take a hammer and FIX the canon". people are mad that jayvik wasn't canon. that's valid, i've shipped supercorp, okay.

sadly, for most humans, negative emotions are a MUCH greater and more efficient motivator for creativity than positive emotions are. thus, a LOT more "foe fiction" and "foe art" tends to be made over fanfiction/fanart made with true, unadulterated LOVE and respect for the source material.

if it helps, you can go:

*sees jayvik* ah that's foeart, foefiction, foeworks. 😐👍🏼

*sees caitvi* omg true fanfiction hi!!!! 🥰😘❤✨😈

example #2. data to back up "Foe Fiction"

here are the top 100 most-written-for ships of ALL TIME on ao3. (quoting centreoftheselights again for the data, and image -- they're THE BEST! i'd subscribe to them on ao3 if you can 😊) i've poorly annotated the canon-icity of each.

notice anything?

i also did some rudimentary numbers, below (forgive me for how sketchy everything looks -- i'm now on my fourth hour of collecting everything i need for this post. 🚬🚬🚬).

77% of all the top, most written-for ships of all time are non-canon ships. literally more than 4x the percentage of actual canon ships.

so, i'm not surprised. jayvik is decidedly not canon, so, if i see 4x the amount of fanworks, i'm not surprised! and i'll never be surprised with non-canon ships inspiring more vitriol-fueled creativity.

this doesn't mean you shouldn't be mad! in fact, have another screenshot:

that makes me furious. what do you meannnnnn women confirmed to be in romantic love literally make up NOT EVEN TWO PERCENT of the top TWO MILLION FICS for the top 100 ships of all time? MISS ME WITH THATTTTTT

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maybe caitvi will be the ship to break the trend. maybe it'll shoot to the top of the all-time femslash ships list. maybe, JUST maybe, you'll see it break the top 100 OVERALL on ao3.

maybe that sex scene is so legendary - so raw, so real, so authentic - that everyone finally GETS IT - why sapphic relationships are so precious and deserve to be adored and admired as much as m/m and f/m ships do.

but who knows. equality is a long haul (and i'm pulling with you!)

if your lesbian rage at the disparity in number of fanworks leads you to create more, all the better. it is something you can control.

--

so rage! seethe! never shut up about the continued dismissal and drowning of lesbian, sapphic, wlw ships. but NEVER do it unknowingly! do it IN SPITE of the weapons aimed at us, AWARE of the enemy. you know how amanda overton Did That™? because she was AWARE of all the enemies that sapphics have faced in the past! and she did something about it.

*edited in bc i forgot something, then put it in the replies, then figured i should just add to the original 🤦🏻‍♀️*

i'm also acutely aware of the way that the fandom as a whole has shunted out mel's romantic past with jayce in HEAVY, PROFUSE favor of a White Man. the misogynoir is showing, and i bet if i went to the jayvik tag on ao3, what would i see? mel as the villain, as the "opponent" to the "clearly superior", white, mlm ship. again, i'm not surprised, just mad that we can't seem to take steps forward.

but once again, the women will win. guess who gets a whole nother show to thrive in? mel. who doesn't? jayce and viktor. *duck grinning while smoking gif*

lastly, i tend to live in a pretty protected lesbian space -- all my algorithms mostly show me sapphics, and occasionally i'll get thrown a mlm bone to like, or to reblog/retweet. why not. solidarity, right? but it can definitely be annoying how one simple interaction with a post can suddenly shoot you all this crap you weren't expecting to see. i get it!

just remember to rest, to recuperate, to come back home where the best ship, to quote a tumblr fave, is always hot girl x hot girl

It is really disconcerting that two guys standing next to each other gets more art, attention, shipping, gushing, porn, etc by thirsty fans than the two canon lesbians who LITERALLY FUCK ON SCREEN.

Am I the only one who’s getting a little frustrated browsing the arcane hashtag and seeing NOTHING but Jayvik content???

[laurabenanti]

top 5 general danvers fics (your recommendations list is too big)

... i split this into categories to make it easier it wasn't easier i just want to sob and i think i just need to have their own page at this point because... yeah there's a lot of gd fics in there compared to everything else.

fave of all time: anatomy of a stoic by nashur

look - if you're not going to read anything here except for one thing - please read this. it's legit one of my top 3 fics of all time - regardless of ship or fandom or anything along those lines. i have only been able to convince one other person to read it, and they agreed it was fantastic. it's under 12k words, is a one-shot, and i really don't think you even need to know anything prior to going into this to enjoy it [it's au so knowledge of general fandom things is unneeded]. seriously - i do not shut up about this fic if stuff ever gets brought up to me. i reread it a lot because i like it that much. TL;DR please read this fic

ask me my top 5/10 anything

The other 4 are below the cut because i babbled and put small descriptions [from ao3] to assist~ [let's see if the read more behaves...]

fave canon divergence: sword of damocles by uisceB

Canon divergent from 1x13: When Hank shows up on the rooftop to stop Astra from activating Myriad, Astra manages to outmaneuver him, taking Alex hostage as a means of escape. Now, Alex finds herself a prisoner at the hostile Fort Rozz base, but as time goes by, she and Astra begin to form an unexpected bond, challenging each of their beliefs, and loyalties.

fave under 5k words: but gravity, love strangely may defy by mzhlf

In which Astra tries her absolute hardest not to care about people. It doesn't go well.

fave fic that's trope based: (soulmates au) a remedy for old injuries

Astra gets a second chance at life, when it is discovered that she’s being held captive by Cadmus, instead of dead at Alex’s hands as thought, and Alex brings her out. When a chance event reveals that the two of them are soulmates, Alex isn’t so sure that it will work out, for the two of them have many demons to get past. But, with Astra committed to a change of path, and Alex committed to keeping an open mind about her, both of them realize that they have more to offer each other than they had ever dreamed. A story about how Alex and Astra find their way to each other, and to happiness.

fave by a friend: engagements by theonlyspl

"Do you ever think we should just stop this?" her voice is almost alien in its huskiness, and considering the warm body next to her, somehow it seems appropriate. An Anon responded to a meme on tumblr asking for “Do you ever think we should just stop this?” + Alex/Astra and here's the result.

THIS IS CHEATING BUT I PUT A 6TH & 7th BECAUSE - idk

fave with an additional featured pairing: (has supercorp) a proper kryptonian proposal

Astra comes up with a brilliant plan to get Kara to propose to Lena, and ropes Alex in to help her. Along the way, though, she just might find herself ambushed by her own feelings for Alex.

fave crack / humor fic: some tough alien you are... by anonymississippi

Astra blows out her powers during a freak desert thunderstorm and wakes up the next morning feeling feverish and achy. Thankfully, her not-so-useless human roommate is there to look after her.

a couple honorable mentions because i just can't not put them you feel

(holiday cuteness) i saw mommy kissing astra by nashur

(domestic fluff) rainy mornings and black coffee by anonymississippi

(social media au - something i never knew i wanted) swipe right by anonymississippi

[thebluewritingbench]

Hi! I would love if you could write something for supercorp with “I hope our kid takes after you.”. Thank you!

some v domestic supercorp from the prompt list! (happiness 12 I believe)

"I hope our kid takes after you."

Lena’s not quite sure when Kara’s kitchen became her own.

She knows where every dish is, knows where Kara keeps her spices, her utensils, her canned goods. There are things in the fridge that are hers, crackers in the cupboard that Kara bought because she likes them. It’s possible she knows Kara’s kitchen better than she knows her own, at this point, considers it as much hers as she does Kara’s.

She rarely cooks at her apartment. She tells herself she doesn’t have the time, opting for takeout or frozen meals instead. But it’s become something of a routine to cook at Kara’s, and often several nights a week finds them holed up in Kara’s kitchen, trying new recipes and arguing about vegetables. It was an easy transition from their old routine of weekly restaurant or bar hangouts—just one night where Lena was too tired to go out and Kara suggested this instead of calling off the occasion completely.

Somewhere along the way, it became their new normal.

Lena’s standing at the stove, stirring a pot of lentil curry. It’s one of the only completely vegan dishes that she can convince Kara to eat, so she makes it as often as she can whenever she cooks. Outside, the November wind moans, blowing uneven patters of rain across the windows of Kara’s kitchen. It’s warm and dry inside, though, the air spiced by the stew, the kitchen lights soft and orange. The radio’s on, faintly playing ABBA songs, and Lena hums quietly along as she stirs. At the sink, Kara washes the dishes as Lena dirties them, her hair tied back in a messy bun at the nape of her neck.

The song ends, and the next one begins: Andante, Andante, in its sweet swinging rhythm.

“Oh, I love this song,” Lena says, swaying as she stirs. She abandons the curry when the lyrics begin, still holding the wooden spoon as she spins slowly around the kitchen to the rhythm, holding out her arms as though dancing with an invisible partner.

Kara turns to watch her, grinning and leaning her elbows back on the edge of the sink, and Lena reaches for one of her sud-soaked hands as she passes by. Kara laughs and stumbles after her. She ducks under Lena’s arm in a messy spin and then pulls herself close, her other hand finding Lena’s hip. They waltz around the kitchen, Kara lifting her arm to spin Lena this time as she sings along to the few words of the song she knows, Andante, Andante.

It’s the kind of moment in time that stretches, unhurried and unimportant but sweet like honey. The kind of moment where it feels like there’s nowhere and no one else in the world.

“You’re so perfect,” says Kara, smiling as they sway together. “I hope our kids take after you, some day.”

Lena hums, the swell of joy warm and soft in her chest. Kara’s hand sits comfortable on her hip as the music swells, too, and they sing along and laugh and spin around and around in the warm bubble of their kitchen in a way that feels infinite, in a way that seeps light into every dark corner.

The song ends, and Lena breaks away, dragging her hand away from Kara’s slowly until only their fingertips touch and then break apart, reaching for each other across empty air. She laughs, turning back to her curry. It takes until Kara, doing dishes again, drops a bowl and curses softly for her to register the words properly.

“Kara?” she says, hands freezing on the lid of the rice she’s putting on.

“Mmhm?”

“What was that you said? When we were dancing?”

Kara looks up at her, confused. She seems to struggle to remember for a moment, and then her face brightens. “Oh! I said I hope our kids take after you. You, know, because you’re perfect, and everything. I want them to be just like you. Sweet and smart and fun and kind.”

“Okay,” says Lena. “Right. That’s what I thought you said.”

“Great.” Kara turns back to her dishes.

“Kara?”

“Yeah?”

“You don’t see anything… weird about that statement?”

Kara’s hands pause in the sink, and she looks up, nodding her head slightly as though replaying the words in her mind. Then her eyes go wide.

She says, “Oh my god.”

“Yeah.”

Kara claps a dripping hand to her mouth. “I said… and I haven’t even…”

“Our kids,” Lena says. “Our kids.” She grins, and there’s something in her chest expanding, growing warm and bright and alive. “When were you planning to tell me I knocked you up, Miss Danvers?”

“Shut up,” laughs Kara. “Fuck.”

“One thing, Kara.”

“Yeah?”

“People who want kids together are usually married. Or at least dating.”

“Generally, yes, I think that’s a fair statement.” She’s turned around again to look at Lena, leaning back on the counter with a sweet smile on her face. Lena props her spoon up on the inside of the pot and moves to stand in front of her, her fingers grazing across Kara’s forearms.

“Is that a dream of yours?” she asks. “Having kids with me one day? Something you think about when you’re falling asleep? Growing old and… becoming grandparents and… waking up together every morning, forever?”

And Lena isn’t sure whose late-night fantasy she’s describing, because it’s a dream that’s come to her, too, in the delirious, half-awake moments where she let herself believe it possible.

Kara’s arms drape around her waist, pulling her closer so they’re pressed together, Lena’s hands curled against her chest. “Sometimes,” she whispers.

“I didn’t know you felt that way, darling.”

“Didn’t you, though?” Kara smiles softly. “We do this multiple times a week, you basically live here. Everyone’s half convinced we’re dating already. I’d probably spend every night like this, if I could.”

Lena brushes a hand across her cheek, thinking that she could easily fall into nights like this for the rest of her life, and murmurs, “So would I.” When Kara leans into her palm, she adds, “I’m not sure I’m quite ready for kids yet, though.”

“We could start smaller,” says Kara.

“Yeah? How’s that?”

“I think, usually, before they think about having children together, people start with a kiss.”

“Oh, is that so?” says Lena.

“Yup. That’s step one.”

“A kiss.” Lena studies Kara’s features from an inch away, lets her fingers roam feather soft across them: the set of her blue eyes, the flutter of her fair eyelashes, the divot of a scar beside her eyebrow. She runs her thumb over Kara’s lips. “I think I could manage that.”

They have a penchant for doing things out of order, thinks Lena. Because it’s after they’ve been doing something like dating for years, after she’s learned every nook of Kara’s home and heart like they’re her own, after they’ve discussed having children and growing old together, that they share their first kiss.

Her hands slide into Kara’s hair as she sinks into it, like the final piece of a puzzle piece falling into place, and they kiss to the background track of rain on the windowpanes, the fan on the stove, ABBA still singing in the background.

On the stove, the rice bubbles over, long forgotten.

[jennywebbyart]

An early Christmas present from supercorp; Mrs and Mrs Claus.

Christmas dress up party with the superfriends. Kara wanted to be Santa Claus and Lena is a big softy for kara.

If you want to support my work and buy me a cup of coffee, here is the link: https://ko-fi.com/jennywebbyart

[coffeeshib]

I bet Lena pretends to be annoyed when Kara is going full bongo-cat on the fully-cheeked-up 🍑, but will give her the "cat removed from lap 🥺"-face if Kara dares to stop.

lena ‘darling, don't you have anything better to do' luthor, the moment kara stops going full bongo cat on the 🍑, in the smallest voice possible: why..........

[midnightechoes]

Daily Writing 2021: January 20th

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It was fun at first. In fact, Lena had found it quite adorable, and she’d be a liar if she didn’t admit that being cradled in Kara’s arms wasn’t one of her favorite things. But things were starting to get out of hand.

From the moment they returned to National City following their honeymoon, Kara had insisted on carrying Lena over every threshold they faced. It was genuinely sweet when Kara carried her off the private jet, and through the airport to the waiting car. And still just as sweet when she carried her into their apartment. Lena had found it exceedingly cute when Kara insisted on carrying Lena into her office on the raven-haired woman’s first day back to work. She didn’t even mind the muffled giggles coming from Jess, her assistant, as they passed. Lena was too caught up in seeing the look of pure joy on her wife’s face, and on being nestled snugly against Kara’s firm frame.

Being carried into the restaurant that night was admittedly a bit odd, with the host staring at them, blinking dumbly and unsure of what to do until Kara finally put her new bride down. Lena chose to ignore the confused glances, and the pair had a wonderful night.

It was being carried into a Target that finally tipped the scale from cute to overdoing it. Before Lena even knew what was happening, she was scooped up into Kara’s arms and marched through the automatic doors, getting an array of looks from the barista working at the Starbucks near the entrance and the gaggle of people browsing the discount section right at the front of the store.

The final straw was being carried into Alex’s and Kelly’s apartment when the couple went to visit them that evening. Before the door was even fully open, Alex was bursting into a fit of laughter, which grabbed the attention of Kelly, who quickly joined in on the chuckling.

Finally, after twenty solid minutes of laughing and ribbing from Alex and Kelly, Kara agreed that the practice had run its course.

Not that it stopped completely. Kara would still carry Lena into their home from time to time, and most nights she would wind up carrying Lena into their room. Sometimes by collecting the sleeping woman from her desk and delicately holding her until she got her to bed. Sometimes it was a bridal carry. Sometimes it was by firmly gripping Lena’s thighs as the smaller woman’s legs wrapped tightly around Kara’s waist. A few times, it was slung over Kara’s shoulders.

Lena was more than happy with those instances.

[scotty-the-poet]

Melissa Benoist’s strength and vulnerability knocks the wind out of me. We could not have a better Supergirl. I always thought that maybe the character of Kara Danvers has rubbed off on her, but it’s not true. Melissa brings that character to life by simply being herself. Her strong, loving, and caring self. Melissa Benoist doesn’t embody Kara Danvers, Kara Danvers embodies Melissa Benoist. We should all be so fortunate to be in a time and space with someone as good as her.

[supercorpzine]

Hello everyone! We are so happy to announce that the final Supercorp Zine Volume 5 and 2nd Edition/Omnibus PDFs sale was able to raise a total of $54,466.51 USD!

We split our total raised amount of $54,466.51 USD evenly between The Trevor Project, the Transgender Law Center, and Futures Without Violence!

Each charity received a donation of $18,155.50 USD!!

This brings our zine’s five-year lifetime giving total to $130,272 USD.

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Thank you to the artists and writers who stuck through this final volume with us, and a very special thank you to the Supercorp family for helping us continue to grow this charity zine for a fifth and final year. We wouldn’t be here without your support, kindness, and love. The moderation team has been so thankful and bolstered by all of the artists and writers who participated, as well as all of you who supported your friends and the zine itself.

We hope this zine motivated you not only in your own creative endeavors and relationship with fandom, but also introduced a more grassroots and community-based activism into your lives. Thank you for helping us support our trans family and those we know and love who are victims of IPV and domestic violence. There is still so much more to be done, but the success of this zine proves that we can be stronger together and help support meaningful charities to continue that hard work. Here at the zine we hope that we energized you all to continue giving, whether that’s time or money or participating in a future charity zine. There is no gift too small, it all adds up.

But for now, this final donation marks the closing and retirement of You Are My Hero: A Supercorp Zine. Thank you for five wonderful years!

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[ao3feed-supercorp]

gentle hearts on a wild wind, we’re safe inside

by clarissawrites

Hot cocoa, game night, and an unsurprising revelation.

 (My contribution to the 5th Supercorp Zine.)

Words: 2102, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Esme (Supergirl TV 2015), Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015), Nia Nal, Querl Dox

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: just some cute domestic fluff, Game Night, guess that's becoming my niche, esme accidentally meddling while being completely innocent, Love Confessions, First Kiss

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