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[marinawolf]

It's You (Supercorp)

by marinawolf

The poll has spoken! Here it is- the angsty Supercorp fic (with a little bit of action and plot- it's a little long, sorry. I was gonna do two parts but that just complicates things so it's alllll here.)

Lena finds out after Lex decides to play a cruel game. (Filled with angst, betrayal, yearning etc etc. First kiss.)

3k words

The moon hung low in the inky sky, casting a haunting glow on National City. On the rooftop of the L Corp building, Kara lingered in the shadows, a solitary figure with a completely useless glass of champagne clutched in her hands, her eyes fixated on Lena. Oh, how she longed for the oblivion of intoxication. It would make things so much easier.

Kara sighed, taking a pointless sip from her champagne flute, the bubbles tickling her throat. The cool breeze ruffled her hair as she watched Lena. The world was enchanted by Lena Luthor, and Kara was no exception. She was everything - brilliant, brave, kind and beautiful. So so beautiful that Kara sometimes forgot how to breathe around her. Kara's fingers traced the rim of her champagne glass and she tried to tear her eyes away from Lena, a futile attempt to distract herself from the ache in her chest.

But unable to resist, Kara's gaze lingered on Lena's face, tracing the delicate curve of her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. She watched as Lena moved through the crowd, a vision in a black dress that sparkled in the moonlight, as if there were constellations wrapped around her body. The air seemed charged with an energy that only Kara felt, her super senses attuned to every detail. Lena's laughter, her heartbeat, the subtle shifts in her expressions - all of it was amplified for Kara. She could feel the familiar tug at her heart. Lena seemed so close yet so impossibly far away. The desire to confess, to bare her soul to Lena, burned within Kara. But the fear of rejection, of losing the one person who had come to mean everything to her, kept her rooted in silence. The irony wasn't lost on her - Supergirl, capable of facing the most formidable foes, was paralyzed by the mere thought of losing Lena.

A bitter taste lingered on Kara's tongue as she took another sip, futilely attempting to drown her emotions. If only she could find the courage to tell Lena the truth - that she was Supergirl, and that she was hopelessly and desperately in love with her.

Almost as if sensing Kara's gaze on her, Lena's eyes flickered toward hers and the most breathtaking smile formed on her face, causing Kara's heart to stop for a moment. Rao, those eyes. Kryptonite had nothing on those eyes, and when Kara looked into them, she could see her life unfolding in those shades of green.

Lena immediately made her way towards Kara, her arms already outstretched for a hug that felt like home.

"You look gorgeous, Lena", Kara whispered against Lena's neck, and she could swear that she heard Lena's breath catch.

As they parted, Lena's hand found Kara's wrist, "Why are you hiding in the corner? Come with me," Lena urged, gently tugging Kara towards the bustling crowd.

It was the last place she wanted to be but Kara couldn't say no. With a silent nod, she let Lena guide her, knowing that wherever Lena went, she would willingly follow.

--

"You okay?"

Kara blinked back to the present as Lena's concerned voice cut through the monotonous corporate chatter. She had zoned out as a man they were talking to droned on about his company. For some reason, she was finding it harder to stifle her feelings for Lena tonight and found herself spiralling, her thoughts running wild.

"Hm? Oh, yes, I am. Why?"

"You just seem out of it tonight. Do you want to leave? I'll just say my goodbyes, and we can get out of here," Lena suggested, her concern evident in her eyes.

Kara smiled at Lena, a warmth budding in her chest. Lena would totally leave her own event to take Kara home if Kara asked her to. She was that wonderful of a friend. They would probably end up at Lena's apartment, drinking wine and watching movies until Lena passed out, cuddled into Kara's side, making it so that Kara couldn't leave. And Kara would allow herself the indulgence- she would wrap her arms around Lena and close her eyes, and pretend that this was something else- something more. She allowed herself those moments of fantasy. And when they woke up entangled in each other the next morning, they would laugh it off, blaming it on the wine.

But no. Lena needed to be here. It was her event, after all and Kara needed to get some space anyway, and maybe some proper alien alcohol from her stash at home.

"You can't leave, Lena," she laughed, "but I think I am a bit tired. So I'm gonna go, okay?"

Lena's frowned, her gaze meeting Kara's, something indiscernible flickering within her eyes.

"Kara," Lena began, her voice holding a note of urgency, yet before she could continue, a sudden, deafening bang echoed through the air. Kara's eyes shot upward, shock and awe registering on her face as the night sky seemingly exploded around them.

Fire rained down on the rooftop and instinctively, Kara moved to take action, but before she could, Lena's arms enveloped her protectively, attempting to shield her from the fire and debris. It was a moment where the absurdity almost made Kara want to laugh. She felt momentarily frozen. Yet, she knew she couldn't remain passive. She had to save Lena. She had to save everyone.

A second explosion jolted the rooftop, causing Lena to lose her balance and her grip on Kara to falter. Taking the opportunity, Kara broke away from Lena and ducked into a corner, returning immediately as Supergirl.

Her first instinct was to ensure Lena's safety, and she grabbed her and lifted her off the rooftop, intending to carry her away from the looming danger. However, Lena resisted fiercely, fighting against Kara's hold, her frantic eyes scanning the rooftop.

"No!" Lena screamed, her voice fraught with desperation. "Kara is still there. I need to get Kara."

The plea reverberated through the night, casting a heavy shadow on Kara's heart.

"I'll find Kara. Don't worry," Kara reassured, her voice strained with the weight of deception.

She could see the anguish and worry in Lena's eyes, a reflection of deep concern that extended beyond the immediate danger. The worry was for her, for Kara, and as Kara soared back into the night sky, leaving Lena on the ground, the burden of keeping her identity hidden, of denying the depth of her feelings, felt like it could pull her down.

Kara cleared the rest of the guests off the rooftop swiftly and returned alone, hovering over it, scanning for the source of the explosion. To her surprise, there was none. It was as if the night had imploded onto itself, as if the air itself had ignited. The absence of a visible threat left Kara unsettled- this wasn't meant to cause any harm. A sense of foreboding washed over her as realization struck—this must have been some sort of diversion.

Panic gripped Kara's mind, and a single name echoed through her thoughts. There was only one person who would cause chaos at an L Corp event, and that meant one thing—Lena was in danger.

Racing back to where she left Lena, Kara found no-one there. In the place where Lena should have been waiting for her, a small white card had been placed on the ground.

Kara reached for the card, her hands trembling.

You are cordially invited to the Luthor family reunion.

The air became heavy with the worst kind of fear, and as Kara clenched the card in her trembling hands, a desperate scream threatened to escape her lips. Where did he take Lena?

--

At the DEO, Kara's anxiety echoed through the room as she paced, the worry etched on her face. Frustration, fear and desperation boiled within her.

"Why can't we find her?" She shouted, her anger bouncing around the room, shocking the agents around her.

She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned to see Alex, a concerned look on her face,

"Lex is very good at hiding, Kara. We're doing the best we can. We will find her," she reassured, though the words did little to quell Kara's mounting panic.

Kara felt a surge of helplessness, a burning desire to do whatever it took to locate Lena, even if it meant tearing the whole world apart and yet all she could do was uselessly wait around for a lead.

Just as she approached a point of no return, Winn's voice called out,

"I think I have something," he announced, drawing everyone's attention. "I hijacked city cams and ran facial recognition. Traffic cameras picked up Lena's face outside an abandoned warehouse. There's someone with her."

Kara's heart skipped a beat, hope coursing through her veins.

"Where is it?" she demanded, desperation edging her voice.

As Winn relayed the address, Alex grabbed her arm,

"Wait, Kara. Let us prep a team to go with you. It's probably a trap. You can't go in alone."

Kara's resolve hardened, her gaze steely with determination.

"I don't care, Alex. It's Lena."

With those words hanging in the air, she broke free from Alex's grasp and bolted from the DEO, propelled by the determination to rescue the woman she couldn't live without.

--

Kara reached the warehouse and effortlessly tore through the heavy iron doors. Her determined advance faltered as she took in the scene before her—Lex Luthor, armed and wearing a manic smile, stood with a gun pointed at Lena who, to Kara's relief, looked unharmed. Kara couldn't bare to see the terrified look on Lena's face, but she knew that if she let herself give in to the fear, she would never get them out alive.

"Ah, Supergirl, you made it!" he grinned, reveling in the chaos. "Look, sister, our guest of honor has arrived. Now we can start."

Kara moved towards Lena, but before she could reach her, Lex grabbed Lena and pressed his gun to her head.

"Nuh uh, Supergirl," he tutted, "You don't want your best friend to get hurt, now do you?"

Kara felt a chill creeping over her as she stood paralyzed.

"What do you want?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady despite the panic surging through her, "Me? I'm here—let her go, Lex."

Lex laughed. "Oh, Supergirl. Where's the fun in that? Let you sacrifice yourself and be the hero again? No. No, this time we're going to play a little game."

He retrieved a button from his pocket, and the floor beneath Kara illuminated with the ominous glow of kryptonite.

"Supergirl, no," Lena shouted, trying to step forward, but Lex tightened his grip on her, and pressed the gun harder into her temple.

"One little push of this button will make that lead floor disappear, and one little pull on this trigger can end my dear sister's life. Okay? Do we understand the rules? Good, now that the stakes are set, let's play a little game of truth. No dare, just truth."

"Please, Lex," Kara begged, "Let her go."

"Oh, I will. If you play my game, Supergirl."

Kara closed her eyes, trying to calm her breathing. When she opened it again, she was resolved to do whatever it took to save Lena.

"Fine. Let's play."

"What a good sport," Lex taunted. "The game is simple. You tell the truth—you win. And there's only one question that we need to answer. Lena, who is Supergirl?"

Lena frowned, uncertainty clouding her features. "I don't know."

"Come, sister, you're smarter than that. Think carefully." Lex goaded, a malicious glint in his eyes.

Kara's heart pounded fiercely—this was Lex's plan. He knew. Somehow he knew, and he intended to use that knowledge to shatter the one thing she valued most in the world: her friendship with Lena.

"I. Don't. Know," Lena spoke through gritted teeth, her frustration evident. "Let her go, Lex. Let me go. There's no need for any of this."

"Oh, but there is," he replied, unyielding. "Okay, Supergirl—your turn. Answer truthfully now, or else I'll have to pull this trigger. Does Lena know you? The real you?"

Kara's gaze shifted to Lena, a silent plea in her eyes. She had to answer.

"Yes," she said softly, lifting her eyes to meet Lena's. Confusion etched Lena's face, and Kara's heart ached. Not like this.

Lex's smile widened, savoring the unfolding drama. "Okay, now we're getting somewhere. Lena, your turn again. Tell me, did Supergirl save your best friend today?"

Kara watched as anguish and panic filled Lena's eyes, the unspoken plea evident. "I don't know. Is Kara...? Is she okay?" The desperation in Lena's voice broke Kara's heart.

Before Kara could utter a word, Lex spoke, coercing Lena, "Come on, Lena. I know you're smarter than this."

He turned his gaze to Kara. "Tell her, Supergirl. Tell her about her best friend."

A sob escaped Lena's throat. "Oh god, please. Tell me she's okay. Tell me she's alive," Lena begged, and Kara felt her heart shatter.

"Tell her, Supergirl. The truth about her best friend."

Lex's words hung heavy in the air, and Kara knew exactly what he meant.

She looked into Lena's tear-filled eyes,

"Lena," she said, softly, "Lena, I—"

But before she could continue, she saw recognition dawn in Lena's eyes.

"No," Lena whispered, her voice trembling. "It's you? It has been you this whole time? Oh god, Kara, I thought you had—" Lena choked on a sob.

Kara remained silent, witnessing Lena's heartbreak unfold as the realization settled in.

"I'm sorry, Lena. I wanted to tell you so many times, but—"

"But you didn't," Lena's voice turned hard, the sense of betrayal evident. "Kara." She said her name like an accusation, and Kara wished she could vanish into the earth.

"I confided in you that everyone in my past had betrayed me. About how much it hurt to have someone you love lie to you and betray you, and you—" Lena's voice faltered, "You were playing me all along, Kara."

Kara felt her own tears fall. She had done the one thing she never wanted to do—she had hurt Lena.

"Lena, I was trying to protect you. Your family—"

"What?" Lena interrupted her, "You thought that you couldn't trust me because I'm a Luthor? Despite everything, Kara, you didn't trust me?"

"I would trust you with my life, Lena. I do trust you with my life. I just never wanted you to ever have to choose between me and your family! I didn't want to put you in that position."

Lex put the gun down, and Kara almost sagged in relief. "My work here is done," he smiled in satisfaction.

Then, surprising them both, he handed the kryptonite remote to Lena. "Take it, sister. I, at least, trust you to do the right thing. You'll always just be a Luthor to them."

When Kara saw Lena's fingers wrap around the remote, her heart shattered. Lex walked away, leaving them alone.

"Lena, please."

"What, Supergirl? Don't kill you? Isn't that what you would expect from a Luthor?" she spat.

"Lena, you're angry. I understand, but—"

"Oh god," Lena said, "You actually think I would hurt you?"

"Never," Kara said, "Lena, I'm—"

"You don't get it, do you, Kara? I would have chosen you. Over anyone. Over anything." She let the remote drop to the floor, the sound echoing through the empty warehouse.

"Lena," Kara whispered, her voice tinged with fear of the impending fallout.

The prospect that Lena might come to hate her felt more daunting than facing any physical threat. She would rather have Lena press that button than have to live with Lena hating her. Lena wasn't just a friend; she was the woman Kara loved, and the thought of losing her was unbearable. With everything on the line, Kara had to say it, to lay bare the truth that had been concealed for so long.

"Lena, I'm sorry. I know I should have told you sooner, about who I am, but please, please believe me. I was only trying to protect you. I didn't know how to tell you. You became my friend, and I thought it would be okay, that I could be Kara for you and still keep this hidden—keep you safe from it all. And then you became my best friend, and by then, I was too scared of losing you to tell you. And then—Rao, Lena, I fell in love with you, and it became too difficult to tell you. I was scared, and I didn't know how. I love you, and the thought of losing you—I knew that I wouldn't be able to breathe if I lost you. Lena, you are the single most important thing in the universe to me."

Lena fell to her knees, and Kara rushed to her, desperate to bridge the emotional chasm that had opened between them.

"I love you, Lena. I have loved you for a long time. Please, please forgive me."

"I want to hate you, but I can't," Lena whispered, her voice a fragile blend of hurt and conflict.

Despite it all, Lena pulled Kara into a fierce embrace, clutching onto her desperately. Kara tightened her grip around Lena, feeling Lena's silent tears seep into her shoulder.

Finally, Lena pushed Kara away, standing up, leaving them both to grapple with the emotional turmoil that hung heavy in the air. Kara rose to her feet, and they faced each other, the tension between them casting a daunting shadow.

"What now?" Kara asked, her voice soft, the fear of Lena's response palpable.

Lena met her gaze intensely, and Kara detected a flicker of conflict in Lena's eyes. It was as if the turmoil within Lena was written in the air between them, as if she was wrestling with a decision.

Then, without warning, Lena pulled Kara in, crashing her lips against hers with a desperate urgency. Kara, initially stunned, quickly melted into the kiss, mirroring Lena's desperation. She could taste the saltiness of Lena's tears on her lips, the kiss carrying a weight as if their very lives depended on it, as if Lena held Kara's breath captive. The world around Kara dissolved, leaving only Lena—her lips, her hands. Lena became the singular reality that mattered to Kara, the only thing tethering her to this world.

Finally, they pulled apart, foreheads pressed together, both breathing heavily.

"I'm hurt," Lena whispered, her voice laden with vulnerability. "You hurt me, Kara. But I can't imagine being without you. I love you."

Kara's heart clenched at Lena's words.

And as their lips met again, Kara vowed to spend the rest of her life trying to make it up to Lena. She would never hurt her again.

[sciencewife]

Current longfic Carolines in a nutshell.

TLG Caroline from The Long Game by @silverstreams

SC Caroline from Schrödinger’s Cave by me

Oleander Caroline from Oleander by @xebecdav

YOS Caroline from Years of Science by @the-dangerous-mute-lunatic

(Art credit under the cut)

SC Caroline drawn by me, Oleander Caroline drawn by @xebecdav, YOS Caroline and TLG Caroline drawn by @the-dangerous-mute-lunatic

[luthordamnvers]

Hell was the journey (but it brought me heaven)

Chapter 9 - Cottage

"I hope you don't mind that I brought us here.” Kara mumbled with a breath of relief when Lena finally woke up, opening her gorgeous green-blue eyes. “We kept saying we would come and something always came up.“ Kara smiled, and then clarified, “We are in the cottage your mom left you." Kara kissed Lena’s hand, clutched in hers. "I needed to get you out of the city. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you. I think I would tear this world apart." “What happened?” Lena groggily questioned.  “He put a bomb in your car,” Kara explained in a low voice. And before Lena could ask, she added, “I got Frank out, remember? He’s okay, nothing but a few scratches, nothing to worry about. You lost consciousness after the blast, we were too close to it. Alex ordered an entire retreat. Everyone is in a safe house. Except for J’onn and Brainy.” Lena covered her face with her free hand, a thoughtful, yet miserable expression on her face, “How long was I out?” “You woke up after the ordeal pretty soon. Alex looked you over and decided to sedate you so you would rest. That was a little over 16 hours ago.”  “So, you decided to fly me to Ireland?” Lena asked, and Kara could tell she was trying to lighten up the mood. “No, I couldn’t fly with unconscious, precious cargo, over the Atlantic.” She replied, trying to smile. She kissed Lena’s knuckles and continued, “I was a little too on edge for that. I used the portal watch.” “My knight in shining armor…” Lena teased in a mumble. “This is my fault.” Kara confessed, in an equally low voice.  “I don’t think it is, Kara. It was me who antagonized John Kiley.” Lena didn’t even try to sit down, which made Kara worry a bit, because she knew how stubborn her girlfriend was. “Maybe you should have let the shooter hit the target.” “Don’t joke about that…” Kara said between gritted teeth. “It’s not funny. I put you in this situation too, and I don’t know how to protect you. How to protect our family.”

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[writingmochi]

i only said | a visualizer and a teaser

cast: soobin ✗ fem.reader

synopsis: as you stood on the crowded train while making eye contact with the boy from the neighboring school. light shines into the dim train car as it becomes empty and filled with sand. approaching you is a humanoid figure, who calls you the king and queen of viliya—the island kingdom that is plagued with nightmares that haunt its people which you and the boy are also not immune to

genre: two lost souls find comfort, silent lovers, magical realism, meet ugly, hurt/comfort, adventure, thriller, coming of age, romance, high school au (both are 19 and in senior year), late 2010s au, modern royalty au, angst, fluff, mature content (phobias, trauma, war, explicit smut)

inspired by: music my bloody valentine's "i only said" (1991), txt's 2019-2020 star seekers music videos ("nap of the star", "magic island", "eternally"), and movies bridge to terabithia (2007) and tigers are not afraid (2017)

word count: 361 (teaser)

release: will not write so i can shock you ;) but it's going to be in 2024

message from the moon: i've been noticing a drought of epic and fantastical txt fics lately. so, i'm gonna do it myself :]

p.s. yes, late 2010s are already nostalgic enough that it can be its own au with its own style and tech

part of the loveless anthology

you always experience something weird when the train is nearing cheongdam. it is as if your senses are being attacked in a sweep when goosebumps form in a wave before it calms down. then it starts again as the train approaches the outdoor part of its journey to cross the body of water. the lights inside start to flicker as you see outside to view the han river from under the bridge, yet sometimes, it's not a river, but a beach.

the sky is the clear turquoise blue that reflects the seawater. the view of the river bank turns into sand that's lining the barrier of land and sea. you could sometimes hear the sound of crashing waves from it even if you only see the setting sky as it changes from day to night. though now, that turquoise sky is getting darker and darker, even darker than the sunset you usually see when you cross on the hanging tracks from the cheongdam bridge to ttukseom park.

then you see it: the visions.

quick timelapse of the neon street, crumbling buildings crashing down as their support couldn't hold on, humanoid beings who can fly as they attacked something dark. only the color orange highlights everything before you see flickers of a woman with long platinum blonde locks and white dress, calling out your name as your eyes are trying to focus on her heterochromia ones.

you've always held onto the nearest surface as you glance at the dots turning red between cheongdam and ttukseom park stations, breathing in and out as you felt your palm getting sweatier when you felt the whole compartment seemed to shake more and more as you approached the bridge and let the light from outside coming in. recently, the shakiness is getting rougher and the vision more frequent. but, you've always try to comfort yourself and see the boy across from you if he is okay.

because it seems like you're not the only one to notice all the things you've experienced, especially when you see him mumbling whilst staring at the red dots lighting up on top of the door when the train approaches the bridge.

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[farm-witches-fic-recs]

Do you by chance have a list of fics where Patrick comes out to his parents earlier or in a different way? Or maybe they find out before he tells them. Not AUs, looking for more canon divergent. I've read A LOT of them, but I'm sure I've missed some along the way. Thanks!

Hello there!

We'd love to share some canon divergent coming out stories with you. Check these out:

by omission - @blueink3

Calls from Marcy - @goodiecornbread

Good People - @trueillusion82

If We Stop Keeping a Secret - loveisallyouneed21

It’s My (Christmas) Party and I’ll Panic if I Want To - @delilah-mcmuffin

Life Is A Secret - Iloveacting12

Lock it up - @lizzie-bennetdarcy

Merry Christmas, Patrick Brewer - @treluna4

My Heartbeat Shows the Fear - @unfolded73

Over The River - @flowerfan2

Surprised - @delilah-mcmuffin

The Things We Don't Speak Aloud - @unfolded73

Where Words Fail - houdini74 ( @mostlyinthemorning) your mother should know - @grapehyasynth

[stargazer56]

Tidbit Tuesday

Thank you @ramonaflow and @a-noble-dragon for tagging me for seven sentences Sunday. We were away for the weekend, so I guess this is Tidbit Tuesday now! Here are more sentences from my 5+1 cooking fic which is fully written and being edited now. Hopefully posting to Ao3 this week if life cooperates!

David stands rooted in the doorway, a look of disbelief on his face. Patrick grabs him by the hand, leads him to the table and pulls out his chair, getting David settled before taking his own seat. “Patrick…” David’s voice trails off, as tears pool in the corners of his eyes. “How?” “I wanted to do something nice for you, David. To show you how much I love you, how I appreciate you and how I hang on every word you say,” he says the last line with a wink and is overjoyed when David laughs softly. “I think I’ve recreated all your favorite Japanese dishes. Seaweed salad, gyoza and tonkatsu for our dinner.” “And for dessert?” “You and me naked, enjoying this privacy.”

Tagging a few friends in case they have anything to share! @jamilas-pen @tyfinn @mammameesh @characterassassination-at-9am @filet-o-feelings

[mostlyinthemorning]

We did it! Our little fandom turned 10,000 today!

[wordthieve]

Coming soon ...

[inknopewetrust]

like what if we do a end of summer romance on the beach with scott and friends and it’s romantic and fun and sad and hopeful and angsty and smutty

[scfrozenover]

Schitt's Creek Frozen Over Fest 2024

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Hello, frans! Put your toques on and grab your Christmas gourd because we are back and ready for some festive fandom merriment! Prompting will begin tomorrow at Noon EST!

Frozen Over is a prompt fest (not an exchange) for Schitt’s Creek fanworks inspired by that time of year when the creek is frozen over. All types of AO3-supported fanworks are welcome!

Important Dates: (all times Eastern)

Prompts Submitted: November 9 - November 23, noon

Claiming Prompts: November 23 - January 10 (please note that any claims made prior to noon EST on November 23 will be removed to give everyone a fair shot!)

Posting Deadline: January 10 at 11:59pm

Fanworks Released: Daily at noon beginning January 17

Creators Revealed: One week from the last day of releases

How to Participate:

I want to participate as a writer! Awesome! Once the collection opens for prompting on November 9, leave all the prompts that your heart desires, then come back after noon on November 23 or later to claim the prompts you want to fill. We will have catch-all prompts, too, if you want to work from a separate, original idea.

I want to participate as a podficcer or a fanartist! Yay! We love this journey for you. Message us here on tumblr and, if possible, we'll connect you with a writer! We will have catch-all prompts, too, if you want to submit your own original fanart or podfic of an existing winter-themed fic.

Wait – I'm a writer, and I'd love to have a podfic or fanart created to go with my Frozen Over 2024 work! Cool! Send us a message and, if possible, we'll connect you with a podficcer and/or artist!

Can I leave prompts even if I'm not contributing to the fest myself? Yes! But we'd love it if you considered contributing, too! (No pressure, of course.)

Questions? Reach us on Tumblr @scfrozenover (Asks are open!)

[marinawolf]

You're Mine (Supercorp)

by marinawolf

(possessive Lena, angst, first kiss, jealousy) (a very smutty Part 2 here)

Lena Luthor sat in her office at Catco her computer open and a pile of work on her desk. Her mind, however, was far from her work and her gaze was fixed across the Catco bullpen and on Kara Danvers, her best friend, loyal employee at CatCo and superhero who had saved Lena's life on countless occasions. Lena couldn't help but admire her beauty. Those piercing blue eyes that held so much kindness, hidden by adorable glasses during the day, the way her gorgeous smile could light up a room, and that little dimple that appeared when she grinned—it all captivated Lena. But it was the way Kara carried herself, with an air of confidence and bashful grace, that truly drew Lena in.

Lena found herself fixating on Kara's neck, wondering what it would feel like to place a tender kiss there, to feel Kara's breath hitch and hear her gasp. But Lena quickly snapped herself out of those thoughts, pushing them away. She convinced herself that Kara was just her best friend, and nothing more.

Suddenly, Lena's heart sank as she watched James Olsen approach Kara. An irrational anger surged within her as she saw James flirt with Kara. How dare he? Lena felt an intense desire to end James' existence, despite knowing it was completely irrational. The two of them were laughing, their easy camaraderie evident in shared jokes and playful glances.

A wave of jealousy washed over Lena, surprising her with its intensity. She had never felt this way before—her emotions were usually controlled, tightly restrained within the walls she had built around herself. But now, seeing Kara's genuine smile directed at someone else, it ignited a fierce fire within her.

Lena's confusion mixed with her jealousy, clouding her thoughts. Kara was her best friend. But now, watching Kara and James, she questioned everything.

Why did it bother her so much to see James flirting with Kara? Why did she feel a pang of anger whenever Kara laughed at his jokes? Lena was torn between wanting to confront Kara and wanting to hide her feelings away, burying them beneath a mask of indifference.

Unable to tear her eyes away, Lena watched as James leaned down, his lips grazing Kara's ear as he whispered something. His hands gently rested on her arm, a touch so casual yet filled with meaning. Kara laughed, and Lena's chest tightened, a knot forming in her stomach.

Unable to control her emotions any longer, Lena rose from her chair, determination etched on her face. She stormed out of her office, making her way towards Kara and James. The fire of jealousy still burned within her, fueled by every moment she witnessed between them. Without thinking it through, Lena abruptly interrupted their conversation, her voice dripping with icy venom.

"Kara, meet me in the boardroom. We need to discuss something urgent regarding your work," Lena said, her tone laced with anger and impatience. Kara looked confused, but she bid James a quick goodbye and followed a fuming Lena into the boardroom, hoping to find out what had triggered her boss's sudden ire.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Lena wasted no time in starting the argument she had concocted in her mind. The words spilled out of her mouth like venom, each one fueling her anger and jealousy.

"You can't be flirting with James or anyone else while we're working, Kara! It's unacceptable behaviour! This is an office, not a place to socialise!" Lena's voice was sharp, cutting through the air. Her eyes burned with an intensity that matched the fire in her words.

Kara's head whipped around, her bright blue eyes narrowing at Lena's words. "Excuse me?" she retorted, her voice tinged with anger. "What are you talking about?"

Lena took a deep breath, summoning her resolve. "Flirting with James, especially during work hours" she accused, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. "It's unprofessional and it reflects poorly on the both of you."

"Lena, we were just having a friendly conversation and I was on my lunch break," she argued, her voice rising in defiance. "You're making something out of nothing."

The anger in Kara's eyes ignited a flame within Lena, pushing her to push back even harder. "Friendly conversations do not involve lingering touches and smiles," she snapped, her words dripping with disdain. "This workplace is not a dating service, Kara. Learn some professionalism."

The tension in the room grew, and Lena found herself stepping closer to Kara until Kara's back was against the wall.

Kara's frustration boiled over, her voice sharp and biting. "If it's about professionalism, then why don't you say anything about the dozen other couples here? There are no policies against it," she retorted, her words cutting through Lena's defenses. "So why does it matter to you now?"

Lena's breath hitched, her composure faltering for a moment. She swallowed, trying to regain control. "This is not about me," she spat, her voice laced with venom.

Kara's nostrils flared, her voice now dripping with anger. "So then why exactly does it bother you so much, Lena?" she demanded, her eyes boring into Lena's.

Lena opened her mouth to respond but found herself at a loss for words.

"How does it even affect you if James flirts with me?" Kara demanded, her voice filled with frustration and confusion. Lena's mind went blank.

The surge of emotions inside her, the jealousy, the longing, reached a tipping point. She couldn't hold back any longer.

Without another thought, Lena crashed her lips against Kara's, the kiss filled with a desperate passion that had been building up for far too long. Kara, caught off guard but not unwilling, reciprocated immediately, their lips melding together in a perfect union. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in each other, the weight of their hidden desires finally released. Kara's lips tasted like a sweet blend of summer fruits, a delicate balance of temptation and longing, intoxicating Lena, stripping her of any semblance of control she had tried to grasp.

Lena's arms found their way to Kara's wrists, pinning them against the wall. The world around them ceased to exist. It was a kiss that held a sense of frustration and relief, a desperate attempt to claim and be claimed. Demanding and punishing.

Kara's body seemed to react instinctively, giving way to a heated response. As the kiss deepened, Lena's grip on Kara's wrists loosened, allowing her hands to roam freely, exploring the contours of Kara's body with a possessive fervor. Lena's anger slowly transformed into a desperate need for connection, her lips molding against Kara's with a mixture of hunger and vulnerability. The kiss became a battlefield of conflicting emotions, of anger and desire, of desperation and fear, bordering on the edge of chaos.

But all too soon, a knock on the door shattered their moment, and they broke apart, breathing heavily. Lena's assistant entered, holding a file and telling her that her next meeting was starting. Kara and Lena looked at each other, their confusion mirroring one another's. Lena managed to find her voice, though it was strained.

"I have to go," Lena said, her voice barely above a whisper, before abruptly leaving the room, leaving Kara standing there, still trying to catch her breath.

As Lena retreated to the safety of her office, her mind spun with a thousand thoughts and emotions. She had finally given in to her desires, succumbing to the undeniable attraction she felt for Kara. But now, in the aftermath of that impulsive moment, doubt and uncertainty gnawed at her. She had seen the mix of confusion and desire in Kara's blue eyes.

What did this mean for their friendship? Could they navigate this newfound territory together? Lena knew that answers to these questions would have to wait, as the urgent matters of her company demanded her attention. But one thing was clear—she couldn't deny her feelings for Kara any longer.

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[obsessedwithdavrick]

Thank you @a-noble-dragon for the tag!

Share your own festive or wintery fics! Here's a funny family/only one bed/snowed in/meet cute.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43689021/chapters/109858473

Enjoy!

Tagging anyone else that wants to play 🎄🎁😘

[luthordamnvers]

Hell was the journey (but it brought me heaven)

Chapter 10 - Magic

Kara wasn’t entirely sure about Lena’s plan. She trusted her girlfriend, of course, she had saved Kara and the world several times. She just wasn’t sure if this plan would work. She looked as Lena explained her entire strategy to J’onn and Brainy because they were crucial to actually pulling the entire thing off. Or so Lena had tried to explain to Kara earlier.  Kara had no doubts about Lena’s proficiency with science, but her magic was fickle and new, and tied to emotions, though she had improved so much in the few months since discovering her powers. But at the present, emotions were all over the place.  She looked at her girlfriend, who was typing something on her tablet, while quietly talking with Brainy, who kept rubbing his chin in deep thought. “It could work, my calculations are… positive.” He declared after a few minutes. Kara frowned, there was usually a number attached to Brainy’s calculations. “What’s the projected percentage of success?” Kara couldn’t help herself but ask aloud. He shared a look with Lena before answering. “43.7%, if I’m optimistic.” “Brainy, that’s…” Kara started, but Lena didn’t let her continue. “That’s plenty over it definitely not working. It’s enough to give hope, and my girlfriend, it’s all about hope, isn’t she?” Lena smiled.  And Rao, Kara really wanted to say yes, to believe Lena’s positivism, and have faith in Brainy’s 43.7%. “The alternative is doing nothing, Kara,” the Coluan observed. “Just deal with it. But I know you enough to know you will do whatever it takes to fix the problem. We lose nothing by trying.” “We will fix this, darling. Whatever it takes.” Lena then passed her a notepad and a pen. “For now I need you to make a list of all the people who knew your identity before this… controversy.”

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[writingmochi]

starring MATZ as the illest villains

cast: matz (hongjoong and seonghwa) ✗ fem.reader (featuring ateez and other idols)

synopsis: strickland is known to be the land without expressive freedom. but, strickland's underground is in a frenzy with the newly-discovered old form of expression: music. leading the underground scene, the maddest MATZ uses the audio and visual arts of hip-hop as the anchor for a brewing rebellion. but, the underground is so much deeper than what they have conquered. besides, what's wrong with backing the villains of the world?

genre: superhero fiction (any form of art/music is portrayed as a superpower), dystopian future, science fiction, adventure, action, mystery, thriller, drama, romance, angst, mature content (rebellion and war, underground illegal things, explicit smut)

based on: music madvillain’s “madvillainy” album (2004), comic batman's gotham city and rogues gallery, ateez's strickland lore, and music history (a gateway for me to nerd out about music)

status: to be released

message from the moon: remember that this story is fiction and do be careful and read the warnings at the top. all the idols mentioned here are not what they are in real life.

first set of ateez fics and it's an anthology?! each matz will have their own respective readers/mcs which you can see below the cut. posting this so i can remember that this is to be a priority wip. the masterlist will also be updated accordingly :] and the story, though anthology, will be linear in the timeline

taglist? right here

SUPERVILLAIN THEME

cast: villain!hongjoong ✗ villain!fem.reader

synopsis: coming soon

OPERATION LIFESAVER

cast: villain!seonghwa ✗ anti-hero!fem.reader

synopsis: coming soon

taglist: @raeyunshm @leilasmom

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[farm-witches-fic-recs]

Farm witch friends, you have done the coven proud.

We've got so many good recs it's going to take a few weeks to share them all!

Starting with these that were recommended more than once, if you haven't spend some time with these fan favorites, you should check them out now! And leave the authors some love, of course.

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Everyday Magic (houdini74/@mostlyinthemorning)

Each magic story is so unique, so sweet, so... D&P! 

I couldn’t pick just one of these wonderfully variable scenarios that all include just a little (or maybe a lot of) magic added to the perfect scene setting and banter. 

Favored Nations (@blueink3)

ALL OF IT! It’s my go-to when I’m feeling down, when I need to revise our boys. The characters, writing, and plot are all amazing. 

Amazing world building, very in character slow burn.

The ultimate slow burn, the perfect love story set amongst the wonders of Broadway and NYC.

It’s just so, so good!  I am a sucker for secret romance fics, and this one has that and so much more.  Add in some Shakespearean theater with a twist and just the right amount of angst and sexiness, it’s just perfect! I love it so much.  

This author knows David, Patrick, and the NY theater world inside and out. The volume and level of specificity, volume, tenderness, anxiety, and love of these characters and worlds is astounding. The characterization is so vivid, it's the easiest fic to forget isn't canon.

Fifteen hundred miles (morehuman)

I go back to this fic a lot! I just love the idea of them both challenging themselves and finding out what they are capable of.

The most incredible journey, a gift to go along with them in it.

I carry these heart-shapes only for you (@ladyflowdi and @ships-to-sail)

I love this transportative, visual feast of historic fiction. Luscious WW2 Paris is so vividly portayed and David’s wild, wealthy, LGBTIQ+out flamboyance juxtaposed to the farm-boy turned military-man Patrick is sexy and sweet. It undoes me every time. I actually first came to the piece via FairManor’s outstanding podfic. Both the text and the podfic are high art. It’s not just one of my favorite fan-fics. It’s one of my favorite stories of ALL time in any genre. I read/listen and I am at the Gaston, riding on the back of Patrick’s motorcycle, kissing in windmills, eating crepes, touring junk shops & dancing naked to 40’s blues. I’d give anything to see this as a film with Dan & Noah & cast. I want a leather bound print copy of it. Also - The epilogue is progressive, heartbreaking thoughtful genius. I’ve just finished rereading & listening to it again. Each time there are new Easter eggs to be found. Joyous. 

It's just the most beautiful piece of writing ever written. Descriptive, lyrical, hot, stunning, heartbreaking. It has everything. 

I’d swing with you for the fences (@nontoxic-writes)

Achingly sweet and fluffy all set in the perfect baseball/famous AU with secret relationship AND musician Patrick. I come back to reread this one a lot!

What isn't there to love?  Baseball, long distance relationship, sex, songs, coming out to the parents, coming out to the team, coming out to the world, excellent use of side characters....I could go on and on.  There are so many amazing fics out there, but I've read this one at least a dozen times! 

Incorrect (@lisamc-21)

You can hear David saying it, but now picture the Maldives.

A beautifully written story of our boys meeting on vacation. Their trip is so sweet and so hot, and when they say goodbye, it's heartbreaking. The twist- they are both famous in their own worlds but don’t recognize each other so don’t realize who the other has hooked up with. When their week ends, they try to maintain a long-distance friendship as they learn who the other is. What was a hot hookup becomes a slow burn, and it’s amazing!!

The Last Rose Video (@distractivate)

Gorgeous writing, the perfect mix of canon and AU, clever plot, great dialogue.  The fic I read over and over.  It’s as comforting as a warm blanket. 

Swoon. SWOON.

Strike Anywhere (@madlori)

Hot firefighters. Hot sex. Hot romance. But like in a Sandra loves Keanu sliding out of a speeding bus kind of way.

Hot hot hot!  That’s the first work. Then- the author developed a prequel that is also hot but is also funny, loving, sweet. Love fireman Patrick!

This enemies-to-lovers-to-secret-husbands story featuring Patrick Brewer as a firefighter, is deliciously tropey and blazing hot, but also it’s written with such authentic emotion and perfect banter that it keeps me coming back to read it whenever I need a mood lift. 

Such great heights (@likerealpeopledo-on-ao3)

Great story, the very best jokes, and the wedding date chapter is so good it would work as a stand alone fic. 

It's got the mother of all fake dating scenarios, and Stevie in this in among the best I've ever read her. It's also very very funny. All the times when they say Feel The Air crack me up every time!

Sustineo (@rockinhamburger)

This is a perfectly paced one-shot AU that builds a world in which David is a brilliant, stormy, reclusive artist whose whose treatment by the press (and one Sebastien Raine) has made him unwilling to engage with the world…. Until he meets an intuitive and kind art writer who sees him for everything that he is (and can be). All of characters here are perfect and I love the descriptions of David’s art. 

Incredibly hot art fic.

You can fall (sweetsirius/@wordthieve)

It takes the David and Patrick rescue each other theme of the show and makes the stakes even higher. Plus it's just a genuinely beautiful piece of writing.

The story arc and pacing are fantastic. I love how David and Patrick's relationship develops and how Patrick learns to open himself up again after grief. It's incredibly well written. I've read it so many times, from full read thrus to dipping in and out of my favorite moments and chapters.

Patrick is so heartbroken, but then he meets David. So romantic, and feels lived in.