#kara danvers has no chill

[littleashesefall]

Not Kara texting this to Lena with a hundred exclamation points lol I know I read a fanfiction that was super sweet where she started to hug Lena all the time and call them Maintenance hugs.

"Its SCIENCE Lena. You can't argue with SCIENCE."

Lena:

"No I suppose I can't... For science."

Happy golden retriever Kara: "Strictly for science."

[supercorpkid]

Lonely is the Muse

Supergirl. Lena Luthor x Reader!, Kara Danvers

Word Count: 2850.

The first explosion cracks like thunder, shaking the floor under your feet. Papers scatter from Lena’s desk, and the glass windows of her office tremble as the distant blast rumbles through the building. For a moment, everything stands still, as if the world itself is holding its breath.

Then—chaos.

Alarms blasting, red lights flashing, an omniscient voice saying that security has been breached and reminding you to find cover immediately. You don't move. Feet fasten in place, heart on your throat while you look at Lena with clear panic in your eyes. She doesn't see it. Lena is already busy, fingers flying across her tablet, tapping into security feeds, running checks on the building’s defenses. Her face remains steady, focused, as if this really is just another day at the office.

You wish you felt that way, but fear is crawling up your spine, and you can’t shake the feeling you’re somewhere you shouldn’t be.

“Lena?” Your voice comes out shakier than you'd like, unable to mask the panic. Another explosion—closer this time—makes you flinch, reaching for the edge of her desk. “Lena, shouldn't we get Supergirl here, now?”

Lena doesn’t look up, hands still moving briskly across the screen. “It's okay, darling,” she says, almost too calm, voice completely steady. She glances at you, giving you a small, reassuring smile that hardly settles your heart. “The safest place for you to be is right here with me. Alright?”

“You’re sure?” Because while Lena is brilliant, resourceful—she’s not invulnerable. She’s not Supergirl.

Lena finally puts the tablet down and steps closer to you, her gaze softening as she places a hand on your arm. “I can protect you. We don’t need Supergirl.” Her thumb brushes over your skin in a soft, grounding gesture. Despite everything—despite the gunfire echoing through the floors under—you almost believe her.

Almost.

“We need to go.” Her voice shifts to something decisive, and she checks the hallway. Before you know it, she’s pulling you by the hand, her grip firm as you leave the relative safety of her office behind.

You run, your heartbeat pounding in your ears, shallow breaths barely doing its job to send air to your brain, and you are definitely struggling to keep the pace while Lena leads you through L Corp’s winding hallways. With each step, the sounds of the intruders grow closer—gunshots, shattering glass, and the chilling echo of shouted orders. The building feels like a trap, the walls closing in around you.

Your breaths come short and sharp as you round another corner, nearly losing your balance. “Lena,” you gasp, stopping for a minute to lean on a wall, “where are we even going?”

Because right now, it feels like you're running blind, escaping nothing and heading nowhere.

“To safety,” she replies over her shoulder, her eyes sharp and assessing, always two steps ahead. “There’s a secure wing. We’ll be safe there.”

You want to trust her—you do—but every gunshot and step sound tightens a coil of fear around your chest.

You hear a crash just behind you, and you are terrified to look and discover what really happened, but you can't help but turn. You watch as the glass wall collapses, chunks of shards crashing down, missing you by mere feet. You grip Lena’s hand tighter as you stumble forward.

Lena’s posture has shifted; you can see her mind racing, scanning the hall for any route out. But every hallway seems to lead to another dead end, every door either locked or blocked. Right now you can't even remember what brought you to L Corp this morning.

A sharp sound—footsteps, fast and coming closer—sends a fresh wave of fear through you. There’s nowhere left to go.

Lena spots a small door just ahead and yanks you toward it without hesitation. It’s a supply closet, hidden in the corner of the hall.

The space is cramped, barely enough for you both to stand. The shelves stacked high with supplies, leaving only a narrow strip of floor. You press yourself against the wall, breaths shallow as you strain to hear the sounds outside.

You are hyper aware of every point of contact between you and Lena. Her arm brushing against yours, her breath warm against your neck and the fingers ghosting over your hips, like a promise. 

You’ve always been close to Lena, close enough to have feelings you shouldn’t, feelings you’ve buried deep. But here, with danger looming just outside, everything feels too immediate, too raw. There’s no space to hide—not physically, not emotionally.

You've always wanted her, but now it's almost desperate.

"Is now a bad time to tell you I’m claustrophobic?" The words escape your lips before you can stop them, a poor attempt at humor to break the tension.

Lena glances at you, her lips quirking into a small, tight smile. "Shhh." She shifts, pulling you closer, her arm wrapping around your waist in a protective gesture. "I’m here. You’re safe."

But are you? 

Your heart races for an entirely different reason now. Her body pressed against yours, her warmth, her scent — it’s too much, and your mind spins with thoughts you’ve kept locked away for so long. 

You know you shouldn’t look at her. Not like this and definitely not now. But when you do, when you let your eyes slide to her face, it’s like a punch to the gut.

Lena’s watching you, her gaze soft but intense, her lips slightly parted as if she’s trying to figure out what to say, or maybe what not to say. Her eyes flicker down to your lips, just for a second, before she catches herself and looks away, but it’s enough to make your pulse quicken.

"Your eyes are really pretty up close," you murmur, the words slipping out before you can stop them. Lena turns her head toward you, her brow furrowed in confusion, but you don’t stop. "I never noticed the splash of blue in one of them."

For a second, there’s only silence between you. You can feel her gaze on you, searching, questioning, her pupils blown wide. The air feels even heavier now, thick with unspoken words and lingering tension.

She doesn't speak, doesn't say a word. You said more than you should've, you're sure. Wrong time, wrong confession, wrong everything. You've always known you were the wrong person for her. The vulnerability and fear of dying must have messed with your head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” You whisper under your breath.

"No, it’s just — I don't think anyone else has noticed either." 

Not even Kara? Is what you want to ask but you stop yourself before it gets out of your mouth. You hear movement on the other side of the door. Steps and whispered words,

"She couldn't have gone far. Find her!"

You swallow deep, then turn to Lena again. For the first time you can tell she is also scared, you think that maybe that façade was just to make you feel better.

You're not thinking straight. Clearly. If you were, you wouldn't be reaching for her face nor stroking her cheek carefully and lovingly. You don't say a word, can't speak because they might hear you, but you can see Lena looks less distressed when her eyes soften and she pushes a little smile out. 

And oh whoa, you wanna kiss her. You wanna kiss her so badly — you can’t even remember why you’re stuck in this closet with her in the first place.

It might be because you're clearly staring at her lips, but Lena mouths the words, "it's alright."

And you're not sure what she's trying to tell you. Is it alright for you to kiss her? Is she trying to comfort you because of the whole situation? What does she even mean by those simple words that got your head spinning so hard?

Your pulse quickens, the soft curve of her lips drawing you in like a gravitational pull you’re helpless to resist. Lena’s whisper hangs in the air—it’s alright.

Your hand lingers against her cheek, thumb trembling as it grazes the soft skin below her eye. You shouldn’t be touching her like this—especially not now, not when every breath feels stolen, too loud in the cramped space. But the look in her eyes, that subtle catch in her breath, it blurs the lines between what's allowed to happen between two friends. Maybe—just maybe—this is not a mistake.

Are you really going to kiss her right now?

Lena tilts her head ever so slightly, leaning into your touch. Her eyes flicker down to your lips again, and it’s all the confirmation you need. You’re not sure how else to make sense of the heat thrumming between you. 

Lena's breath catches, her lips parting just enough to draw you closer. The space around you feels like it's shrinking, inch by agonizing inch. And then—just as you're about to close the distance—

Crash.

The door slams open, and in a blur of motion, the intruders are thrown back, weapons flying from their hands. A gust of wind rushes in front of you, sending people flying through the air.

Supergirl.

Kara stands in the doorway, cape flowing as she takes in the scene, you and Lena so close — so close you're almost one. Relief floods Lena’s features, her entire body unwinding in a way that makes it clear—this is what she’s been waiting for. Her.

"Y/N! Lena!" Kara’s voice is breathless, filled with concern. In two quick steps, she’s at Lena’s side, pulling her into a tight embrace. 

You blink, frozen, hand still hovering in the air where Lena’s cheek had been just moments before. You watch as Lena leans into Kara’s arms, her body relaxing in a way you haven’t seen all night. The gratitude in her eyes is unmistakable, her face lighting up in a way that stops your heart cold.

The way Lena melts into Kara’s arms—it’s like watching someone take a breath after holding it too long. Her relief is palpable, and it leaves you standing there, frozen in place. 

It’s different. She’s different with Kara. 

You step back, your arm falling to your side, the weight of the realization settling in. That almost-kiss—it wasn’t what you thought. It wasn’t born of love or longing. It was fear. Fear of dying, fear of losing everything, fear of the moment slipping away. And now, with Supergirl here, that moment has passed.

"Next time, call me immediately." Kara complains and Lena brushes her off,

"I could've handled it."

"Yeah, I just found you two hiding in a closet. I don't know how much of that you were handling. Except, you know," Kara raises her eyebrows insinuating something.

"No, you're right." Lena is quick to say, not even glancing back at you. "We were just hiding in a closet."

Something tightens in your chest, a dull ache spreading as you take another tiny step back. Oh shit, did you really ruin your friendship with Lena for one almost-kiss that quite possibly meant nothing to her?

Kara turns to you, her gaze warm and steady, a gentle hand squeezing your shoulder. You swallow hard, a weak smile tugging at your lips but never quite reaching your eyes. "Hey, you alright?" she murmurs, her voice soothing as ever. The worry in her eyes softens as she leans a bit closer, searching your face. "You guys are safe now, alright? I've got you." 

"Yeah," you lie, your voice thin. "I’m fine."

But you’re not fine. Not really.

You look at Lena one more time, watching the way her face softens as she gazes up at Kara, and you realize something you’ve been avoiding for a long time: no matter what you feel, no matter how much you love her, you’re not the one who makes her feel safe. You’re not the one who makes her heart race.

It's Kara.

And it always will be.

It’s been days since what happened in the closet, and you haven’t been able to stop thinking about it—the way her breath mingled with yours, how close you came to kissing her, and how quickly everything changed the second Supergirl arrived. You’ve convinced yourself it was all in your head, that whatever almost happened was just panic, adrenaline, impulse. Lena loves Kara. She’s always loved Kara.

That’s why it makes no sense when you hear a knock at your door late in the evening and Lena is standing on the other side.

“Can we talk?” she asks, voice soft, almost tentative.

You hesitate for a beat but step aside to let her in. The air between you is thick with everything left unsaid, but neither of you seems willing to break the silence. Lena stands in the middle of your living room, looking around like she’s searching for a way to start, and you’re suddenly hyper-aware of how quiet everything is—too quiet.

She takes a breath, breaking the stillness. “I’ve been thinking a lot about... what happened the other day.”

Your heart thuds in your chest. Oh no. She’s going to bring it up. The almost-kiss. And then tell you it was all a mistake, just heat of the moment. Your mind spins while you try to think  of an apology.

“I’m really sorry,” you blurt out, forcing the words out before she can continue. “I shouldn’t have—”

But she cuts you off with a shake of her head. “No, don’t apologize.”

You freeze, blinking at her. “What?”

Lena’s eyes meet yours, her gaze sharp and yet vulnerable. She hesitates, searching for the right words. “You shouldn’t apologize. Because I... I haven't stopped thinking about it.”

You stare at her, your mind racing. What is she saying? You can’t quite let yourself hope, but the way she’s looking at you—soft, open, raw—makes your chest ache in a way you weren’t prepared for.

“I was scared,” Lena admits, her voice dropping to a low, fragile tone you haven't heard from her yet. “I was putting on a brave face for you, but the truth is I was terrified of the situation, of people hurting you because of me, I—” She pauses, swallowing. “I should've gotten Supergirl there the second we heard the first explosion, but I wanted you to feel safe with me.”

"You wanted what?"

"I wanted to be the one to save you. I wanted to be the one you’d trust to keep you safe."

You take a step closer without thinking, "But why?"

"I—" Lena tries, but breaks eye contact like it's suddenly too much. "I wanted to be the one you look starry-eyed at."

You furrow your brows. "I've always looked at you starry-eyed. You just didn't notice because you were too busy looking at Kara like that."

"What? No. No. I — I love Kara. She’s... my best friend. I’ll always be grateful to her. But that’s all it is." Her gaze finds yours again, more open than you've ever seen. Lena takes a deep breath, her voice faltering as if she's standing on the edge of something too fragile to name. "I'm definitely not in love with her." She makes sure.

Your heart skips, but you force yourself to stay calm, to not rush into assumptions. “But then why didn’t you—” 

Lena lets out a breath, her shoulders sagging under the weight of her own uncertainty. “I... I thought maybe I misread everything, that maybe you were just trying to soothe me. And then Kara showed up, and everything..."

“I wasn’t,” you interrupt, your voice quiet but steady. “I wasn’t just reacting to fear. Lena, I’ve loved you for a long time.”

The admission hangs in the air between you, and for a second, you think maybe you’ve pushed too far, that maybe you’ve said too much. But Lena’s gaze softens, and you see something break in her—a wall you didn’t even realize she’d been holding up.

Lena cuts the distance, and you're so close again you feel transported back to the supply closet at L Corp just like that. Bodies touching, shared breaths, and stolen moments.

"I love you, Y/N. It's always been you."

And as if drawn by a force too powerful to resist, Lena leans in, her lips brushing against yours in the softest, most tentative kiss. It’s gentle, almost cautious, as though she’s still afraid this might be a dream, that you might pull away.

But you don’t. You could never pull away from the thing you've wanted the most. Instead, you lean into her, your heart pounding as you kiss her back, slow and tender, pouring everything you’ve ever felt for her into that one moment.

When you finally pull apart, you’re both breathless. Lena rests her forehead against yours, her eyes closed, as if savoring the quiet intimacy of it all.

"I’ve wanted this for so long," you admit, your voice barely more than a whisper. "Sorry I didn't follow through that day."

Lena gives you a soft, genuine smile that makes your heart swell. "You don't need to apologize, you can just make up for it now."

[eqt-95]

lmao i would not be surprised if sideguitars already asked for this but if she has, i need you to write a second one pls

tit for tit or however the saying goes

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation

ok. ok, so like. like, you technically asked for this. just saying.

- - - -

It hadn’t seemed desperate at the time. There hadn’t been tears. It hadn’t felt like a goodbye. For that, Lena blamed herself. There hadn’t been any legitimate threat to National City in over a year, and she’d become complacent; they all had: J’onn was off-planet, Alex was with Esme and Kelly in Midvale, Nia and Brainy were mid-flight to their honeymoon. All who was left? Kara. Supergirl.

And Supergirl was always going to save the day. 

“How can I help?” Lena had asked from their balcony overlooking the skyline. Three explosions blocks apart rocked the city, sending plumes of dark smoke into the air. Their Saturday afternoon picnic plans were about to take a rain check.

“Just get to the Tower and comms in from there,” Kara replied, her suit already on and attention wholly on the flames licking up the walls of glass. 

“Are you sure? I can come and-”

“There are too many sites; I need you to help me prioritize.”

“Ok,” Lena nodded.

Kara aimed her shoulders to take flight.

“Be careful, darling,” Lena called. She looked on toward the chaos.

Only then did Kara glance back and catch the look of worry that always clouded Lena’s features. She closed the gap and, with two gentle hands, cupped Lena’s cheeks and pressed a reassuring kiss to her lips. 

“I always am,” Kara winked, and then she was off, and then she was gone. 

------

It was raining.

Of course it was.

A cleansing. A nourishing. A load of bullshit.

The ground sank under her shoe; a poor choice in a downpour. Kara would have made a joke about that. Kara would have done a lot of things; should have done a lot of things.

Still, mud soaked and struggling with her footing, Lena trekked ahead toward the loitering of black umbrellas and somber expressions of people who knew Supergirl as Kara Danvers; people who didn’t know Kara Danvers at all.

A voice droned. It rang of a hollow religion that Kara Zor El didn’t practice, but appearances were needed. For what, Lena didn’t know. It didn’t matter anymore.

Eliza offered her a wet smile from her tear-stained face and Lena looked on. There had always been a small, selfish part of her that she'd always found comfort in knowing she'd be the first to go. 

"I’m sorry about your wife,” some faceless colleague offered. “How unfortunate that she was in the building, too."

Lena looked on. She looked on and clenched her jaw at the ignorance.

She ignored the pleading looks from Nia and Alex; the soft glances of understanding from Kelly; the hiccups from Esme. She ignored them until there was nothing left to ignore but the sound of rain battering against rayon overhead. She ignored that by dropping the umbrella to the ground where the wind pulled it adrift. Droplets pelted and winds chilled. 

Lena looked on.

The skyline was changed. A lot was changed. 

Now, instead of working at L-Corp, she commuted to a wreckage site.

Now, instead of a warm embrace, she knew only of the cold surfaces of a lonely penthouse.

Now instead of the handsome smile meant only for her, she stared down at a granite slab chiseled with lies.

“Why wouldn't you let me come with you?” she whispered into the wind.

And Lena wasn't sure if she meant the battle or wherever Kara was now.

[ao3fics-lost-and-found]

Hi I’m looking for a supercorp fic on ao3 where Kara goes to stay at Eliza’s I think she is like house sitting/taking time off. It’s a really chill fic with almost cottage core vibes where she tends to the garden and makes lots of homemade potstickers and Lena comes to visit her. I read it years ago and haven’t been able to find it since

Fandom: Supergirl

Pairing: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Please, help us find this fic! Leave your suggestions in the comments. Thank you! 🙏😊🦸‍♀️

Edit:

This fic has been found. Thank you, @chapel728 !

It's "More Than I Hoped For" by stellarose.

[littleashesefall]

Omg someone please write this! I can imagine Kara suddenly slapping at her leg like "Ow! What WAS THAT?!" And start scratching her leg like crazy with Lena looking at her confused like "looks like it was a mosquito. Don't scratch so hard you'll make it worse" and Kara just loses her shit and later Lena makes a passing comment to Alex like "The way she was scratching/acting you'd think she'd never been bitten by a mosquito before." And Alex making this "I'm gonna fucking kill her if she outs her secret identity over a fucking bug bite" face while trying to laugh it off. "Yep that's my sister. D R A M A, always something with her :awkward throat clear and subject change: anyway, working on any new projects?"

personally the funniest thing for a de-powered kryptonians fic is them absolutely raging at bug bites, because impenetrable skin means they’ve never had them before

and yes clark/jons powers didn’t kick in for a few years but it’s been awhile, you telling me they haven’t forgotten what it’s like?

just give me supers having to deal with more mundane things while they’re de-powered and i can die happy

[cardcaptorsakura96]

Sweet Love-Chapter 7

Fandom: Supergirl

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers/Kelly Olsen

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alexa Luthor-Danvers (OC), Liza Luthor-Danvers (OC), Jess, Lillian Luthor, Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen, Krypto, Mable Longhorn (OC)

Summary: Lena is stressed about family and work decisions that need to be made. Kara believes that a family vacation to the Danvers' family ranch will get her mind off of things. However, the more they find out about the history of the place, the more they realize that the place holds quite a few hidden secrets.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

As Lena walked through the horse stalls some more, she zoned in on a particular horse. It was chestnut colored with blonde hair. It had white small splotches on its left side that looked like raindrops. Lena’s eyes grew wide when she realized that she had seen these before.

She turned around and asked, “Hey Kara, can you come here?”

She quickly came over to her and kissed her on the cheek. 

“Is everything okay?”

Lena pointed at the horse startled.

“Doesn’t this look like Rain to you?”

Kara looked at the horse more closely and started smiling really brightly. 

“This is her!”

Lena reached out to pet her and the horse’s nose met her hand and nuzzled it. 

“How is this possible?”

“The horses were the only original animals that I was able to get back.”

Lena nearly jumped in her own skin. She turned around to see her mom standing right next to her. 

“A little bit of a warning next time,” muttered Lena as she tried to control back her breathing. 

“So quickly forgot that you guys weren’t the only ones in here?” smirked Lillian. 

“You know that isn’t it,” pouted Lena. 

Lena looked back over to Rain whose nose was trying to nuzzle her hair. Normally, Lena would be irritated, but she smiled and petted Rain instead. She turned back and gave her mom a quizzical look. 

“How were you able to get the horses back?”

“The new owners wanted to make use of the riding trails and offer it as a service to the new homeowners in the area.”

Kara shook her head while patting Rain. 

“They were really trying to milk everything for what it’s worth,” muttered Kara. 

“Would it make you feel better that the horses were well taken care of while away from the ranch?”

“Yes,” said Kara rolling her eyes. 

“Well good. I originally came over to tell you that everyone has picked out a horse and is ready to go.”

Lena looked back and did indeed see the girls, Alex, and Kelly all saddled and waiting on their horses. She looked back sheepishly at her mother. 

“We’ll hurry up!.”

Kara went off to quickly find a horse. Lena let Rain out of his stall. As she saddled up, she began to think about the first time she went horse riding with Kara on the ranch. 

15 years ago

Lena had a lovely night with Mable and Kara. She especially loved that Mable told very embarrassing stories about Kara from childhood. She had never seen Kara’s face get so bright red before. It was adorable. 

The next day Mable suggested that they should definitely do horse riding and then camping. As they walked with their supplies to the horse stables, Lena noticed the other customers as they walked through the ranch. Some of them would just stare at her. Given her family’s history, Lena was used to being stared at, but this seemed different. Usually, people stared at her with judgment in their eyes. However, the people that she has seen so far have been staring at her like they wanted to dissect her which creeped her out. 

There were two people in particular that seemed to be following them. It was two twin ladies. They had skin that almost looked like the color of snow and black long hair. The chilling thing was their eyes. They seemed unusually large with their dark brown irises staring back at you. It gave Lena goosebumps. They had notepads with them and were continuously writing in them without looking down. It was unnerving. Lena quickly tapped on Kara’s arm and motioned her closer. 

“I think we are being followed,” whispered Lena into Kara’s ear. 

Kara looked down at her with concern. 

“Where?”

Lena pointed slightly behind her.

“They are behind us about 30 ft back.”

Read the rest on AO3

[chaotic-super]

Joining The Superfriends - 5

Read the first 4 chapters on Ao3 here!

Lena stares across her little apartment. She stands tall beside her counter picking apart her appearance in the reflection of the toaster she bought on her recent excursion out shopping with Alex.

She hadn’t really been thrilled to be dragged along with Alex but the woman has been trying to get into her good books since she forcefully exposed her financial turmoil on her first day of work so she made her take a trip to a local store with her.

Alex was looking for furniture for her spare bedroom that is finally her office since it’s now empty and Lena was in desperate need of new appliances. Lena couldn’t even use the excuse of not having enough money because Alex was there when J’onn handed her an envelope with her paycheque inside it in The Tower after her first two weeks of working with them.

To say that she’s found her place well would be a true understatement, she fits in perfectly with the Superfriends. Lena is the person most surprised by that though, she never thought she could hang out in a group with literal superheroes and not feel like she’s sticking out like a sore thumb and yet here she is planning for a game night with them.

This week’s group is pretty small, just the Danvers sisters, Nia, J’onn and Alex’s wife Kelly who is also Guardian. That last little fact makes her want to squeal a little, Guardian is one of her favourites and so she has to stop herself from staring every two minutes, almost as much as she has to stop herself from looking at Kara.

She’s also been told that their previous IT specialist and engineer, Brainy, might be dropping by too since he has just returned from the future. It does make Lena a little nervous to know that he’s back because now she has to work a lot harder to convince them to keep her around. If they have someone who can do what she does then there’s no need to keep her around.

Lena will have to interrogate Alex later on about this new Brainy guy, the sisters are coming by early anyway to help her set up and they are meant to be bringing the games.

Since everyone is coming over and for most of them, they are seeing her tiny place for the first time but it doesn’t scare her, people seeing her space. She’s actually really proud of it, especially since with the help of Alex and Kara, this place is has been kitted out nicely.

All of the furniture looks great, the painting from Kara has been hung up on the wall, she bought a small square mirror and hung it up above her dresser, her bed is immaculate, no longer a mattress on the floor and Teddy Eddie sits keeping watch on her pillow.

Her recliner is one of her favourite things now though, she rearranged it slightly so it’s sat in the corner of the room at an angle facing inwards and the bookshelf is pressed to the wall beside it, filled with her favourite novels.

This place is really her own now and she actually enjoys the size of it, it’s a really cosy place, although she has no doubt that it’s going to be a tight fit with all the guests dropping by soon, they will have to sit on her bed and on the floor. Luckily, Kara already told her that she’d bring some extra cushions to make it cosy and that she knows the others won’t mind the limited space to move around.

Speaking of Kara, Lena has already come to recognise her go-to knocking pattern: a series of joyful little taps that come together to create a wonderful little tune that lets her know exactly who is on the other side of the door.

She hears that very tune almost every day when she’s working in the lab and Kara wants to interrupt her working so they can have lunch, usually knocking casually against the nearest surface, her favourite is the shelves right beside Lena’s head because she finds it amusing to make Lena jump because she’s so engrossed in what she’s doing.

It’s almost annoying but the cheeky little smile that spreads across Kara’s face makes her forget any anger or annoyance she feels in an instant. They end up chilling for a good half hour on the couch that sits in the middle of one of the rooms in The Tower, it’s legs scuffed from being pushed aside so the space can be used for training.

Lena brings her own sandwiches, or sometimes pasta salads while Kara settles for take-out most days followed by a whole pack of candy bars. She’d barely been able to hide her bafflement the first time she’d seen it but upon realising how much Kara has to eat to keep up with her necessary calorie intake, she set her mind on finding the most efficient method of getting those calories for Kara.

She’s still working on it but she’s certain she can finish it soon so she can show Kara, and hopefully impress her with it. People love it when you care enough to help them it with something, so hopefully this will get Kara to like her a little more, maybe even enough to take her out of the friend zone.

That cute little knocking pattern doesn’t even get half way through being done when Lena swings the door open to find Kara standing there on the other side with her hands full, just a single knuckle free to jab at the door to announce her arrival.

“Hello, Ms Danvers.” Lena grins at her, holding the door wide enough for her to stumble through. “I hope you realise that my apartment is much too small for you to move in with me. Why have you brought what looks like every item ever from your place to mine?”

Kara doesn’t lose a single drop of her enthusiasm with the questioning. “I have brought everything we need to have the best game night ever. I have three different board games, cushions to make a little nest on the floor, some amazing snacks and three bottles of wine.”

Lena stares at the pile of things on her counter. “Well, I guess if you brought snacks with you then we won’t need the ones I bought too.”

“Well I never said that…” Kara drawls, bouncing up onto her toes to let out some of her excited energy.

Lena just rolls her eyes at Kara, opening one of the cupboards and pulling out the snacks she bought and showing Kara. “What do you think of these?”

“You bought Oreos and chocolate chip cookies? I’m in love with you.”

“That’s the goal.” Lena murmurs under her breath, forgetting about Kara’s super hearing for a minute.

Kara looks over at Lena with a the tiniest of smiles, not letting on that she heard that part. She finds Lena to be pretty adorable.

“So, I figured that we could order pizza once everyone gets here.” Lena lets her know. “My treat for everyone being so nice to me and being so welcoming.”

Kara’s head is shaking before she has even finished her sentence. “Not how it works. We all split the take-out bill on game nights evenly. It’s the rules. If you want to be nice then bring everyone breakfast one day next week.”

“Why breakfast and not dinner?”

“Because half of the team is habitually late as I’m sure you have noticed, so most of us don’t have time to grab breakfast so it’s always a real treat when someone gets breakfast for us all.” Kara shrugs.

Lena doesn’t look convinced. “Are you sure it isn’t just because breakfast is cheaper and you are worried that I’m not being frugal enough?”

Kara bumps her shoulder into Lena’s gently. “Not at all, I think you’re more than capable of handling your own finances. It’s just what I see to be the better option and it isn’t a lie about the rules of game night. We really do split the bill.”

“Alright then, I concede.” Lena holds her hands up and grabs the cushions. “If you want the armchair then I suggest you park your perky butt there now before Alex gets here.”

That gets Kara moving and there is no doubt that some superspeed comes into play as Kara sails across the room to land into the soft cushioning of the chair, her hand finding the lever instantly and pulling it with a satisfying little muffled click.

Kara’s face lights up as the footrest shoots up. “You fixed it!”

Lena laughs a little at the overexaggerated reaction. “Of course I did, I can handle a recliner chair just fine thank you. You didn’t just hire me on my good looks…did you?”

“Well…” Kara tilts her head playfully dragging the word out.

The sound of gagging behind them shocks them out of their playful banter. “Oh my god, can you stop flirting for two minutes because it’s making me feel ill.”

Lena folds her arms and frowns. “Hello to you too, Alex. Please, let yourself in.”

“I did, thanks.” Alex adds a pack of beers onto the counter next to the wine and pulls one free.

Kelly stands behind her a little awkwardly. “Sorry, I would have knocked if this one didn’t just storm right on in.”

“That’s alright, It’s very clear that you are the better half of your relationship so you automatically get the benefit of the doubt.” Lena sends a smug grin over at Alex who glaring at back at her.

They make themselves comfortable on the edge of Lena’s bed after Kelly pours herself some wine into one of the glasses Lena left out ready and look over at the way that Kara has fully reclined in the chair, the back pushed into a horizontal position so she’s practically lying down.

Lena follows their gaze until her eyes fall upon Kara and the position she’s forced herself into. “Comfy there, Kara?”

“Yep, I was just napping until you and Alex finished your dick measuring contest.”

Alex is about to retort but Lena beats her to it. “We’ve finished now, Kara. I won, my dick is much bigger.”

“I figured it would be.”

“What?” Alex’s head whips around to stare at Kara’s reclined form.

“What? We all know it’s true, she’s the epitome of big dick energy, you’re more of a dalmatian pretending to be a rottweiler.” Kara pulls herself upright. “I’m going to get some wine, want some Lena?”

Lena can’t keep the shit-eating grin off her face. “Yes please.”

Alex keeps shifting her glare between Lena and Kara, not sure who she’s more annoyed at while Kelly just tries to keep her giggles at bay at the whole interaction.

“So Kelly, how is little Esme doing?” Lena perches on the edge of the recliner that Kara just vacated.

Lena can see the way both Kelly and Alex’s chests puff up with pride at the mention of their daughter and it makes her own chest ache a little, if only she had parents who got that same wistful look she’s seeing now whenever she was brought up to them.

“Esme is just perfect, she’s been drawing lots of pictures recently and she’s very much enjoying her time with her uncle jimmy now. He took her to the park this morning to play soccer so now she’s decided she wants to be a soccer star.” Kelly’s eyes are alight with joy and pride, shining so bright that Lena thinks she might actually go blind if she looks for too long in her direction.

Kara comes back over baring a glass of wine in each hand, offering one to Lena before squeezing herself onto the chair beside her. “That’s wonderful Kelly, although I am still mad that I haven’t met the little angel yet.”

“Soon, I promise, the kid is just the most popular girl at school, I can’t stop the influx of playdate requests from coming in.”

A knock at the door rings through the apartment, sturdy and not at all rhythmic like Kara’s was.

“Come in.” Lena calls, there’s no way she won’t be heard by whoever is on the other side of the door. She’s right too, the door swings open not a second later, showing J’onn, Nia and who Lena can only assume is Brainy.

Nia waltzes right in like she owns the place, a habit that seems to have spread from Alex. “What’s up bitches, the party is here!”

“And now we have the troublemaker, please stay out of the kitchen, you’re not trusted around sharp objects.” Alex corrects her.

J’onn smiles politely at them. “Hello everyone. Lena, thank you for hosting us this week.”

“You’re welcome, please help yourself to any drinks and snacks.” Lena is happy to see J’onn, he has been nothing but lovely to her and has taken to checking in on her in the lab from time to time to make sure that nobody, specifically Alex, is giving her a hard time.

Brainy closes the door behind him and strolls over with a stiff spine and his hands clasped in front of him, fingertips from each hand aligned with their counterparts. “Hello, you must be Lena, I am Querl Dox but you may call me Brainy. I am a twelfth level intellect.”

“Congratulations, but I have to ask, does it make your back ache from standing like that for so long?” Lena can’t stop herself, this is the guy that she’s competing against.

Brainy’s head tilts minutely as he processes the question. “Of the two point six million responses that I calculated to my introduction, that was not one of them. My back does not hurt, thank you for asking.”

“Brainy, that question wasn’t out of concern.” Alex snorts into her beer.

“I don’t understand.” Brainy frowns.

Lena stands up, encouraging Kara to do the same so J’onn can take the chair. “Don’t worry Brainy, think on it, you’ll get there.”

Kara and Lena arrange the cushions a little nicer before planting their asses down and Kara leans close to her. “Be nice, Lena. I like to see Brainy confused as much as the next person but I’m worried his head will explode if you’re not careful.”

“Yes boss.”

Nia takes a seat next to Lena and Brainy next to Nia. “Shall we order food and get the games started?”

She’s met with a round of affirmative responses so they order Chinese food and a couple of pizzas and get started on the first game – Monopoly.

Lena has never played Monopoly before and she sincerely hopes she never has to again, even if that means taking a lighter to the damned boardgame. She has never felt as many emotions as she is having playing this stupid game with these people.

They started out as good emotions, mostly just happiness and warmth from finding people she feels safe around but then it took a dark turn. Kara started buying up properties left and right, leaving Lena to have to pay her every time she accidentally landed on one, and since Kelly is the banker, she’s been slipping Alex notes discreetly enough that they are well into the game before anyone catches on.

Lena is losing and she is losing badly. “I hate this game.”

Kara giggles beside her. “We’ll find a game you’re good at don’t worry.”

Food arrives just as Lena goes bankrupt and she’s glad for the distraction from her piss poor board game skills.

She barely gets it onto the counter before she’s being surrounded by a mob of hungry hooligans. “Can you guys take a stap back please, I like to have a little bit of space to breathe.”

Everyone except Kara steps back. “If you have food then that’s not happening.”

With a shrug Lena grabs her share of the food then lets everyone else get theirs as she goes back to her seat and digs in, Kara only a second behind her with her plate twice as full as her own.  They share a quick smile and Lena uses this moment where everyone else is distracted to talk to her.

“Thanks for planning this.”

“You’re the one that let everyone into your home.” Kara shovels some of her food into her mouth.

“And without you I never would have had the balls to ask everyone to come here. I actually really like you guys and we both know I don’t have masses of friends so thank you for helping me fit in a bit better.”

Kara shrugs sheepishly. “I know what it’s like to be the odd one out, it sucks, besides, I actually kind of like you. Don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t, don’t worry.” Lena turns her attention to her own food, everyone making their way back to their seats.

A comfortable silence fills the room as they start eating but it doesn’t last long before the group falls into quiet chatter about the recent dip in crime in National City and how Lena hasn’t had chance to show off her hacking skills yet.

That transitions onto questioning her on what she’s been working on in the lab to which she has to awkwardly tell them that it’s a secret, praying that they will trust her enough to not dig into it too much. She has had practically no oversight despite the fact that she is technically an employee, but she is instead being treated as an equal team member.

Lena can’t stop herself from peeking over at Kara when she says that it’s a secret and they all seem to get the memo and drop it, even if she does get a look from Alex that tells her that she will be interrogated on it later.

Yep, she has definitely landed the best job in National City and she isn’t at all mad about it, even if she does have to put up with Alex, but then again, she perfectly balanced out all of Kara’s good traits, and Kara does have a lot of good traits.

The Danvers sisters are like night and day, she just hopes that they aren’t straight and gay. 

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[haylie0-o]

@periwinkle-the-11th

Warnings: Inappropriate comments, a wee mini smut clip

Original Characters: Stephanie Johnston (a bully), Lilly Parker (another bully), Marjorie (Lena's friend)

Things To Know: It's a college AU, also some inspiration from Fratdaddyo_hara on AO3 specifically the work titled "reward".

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Lena took her seat on the -slightly wet from the rain the past days- bleachers. Putting her blanket over her legs as the chill of the night was already settling in. She searched for Kara, finding her fiancée doing warm ups before the football -American- game.

The day she got asked that question was the best day of her life -no one at the college the girls attend knows their getting married, or were even dating- she still remembers that day.

"What are we doing...?" Lena asked as she got lead blindly through the woods. "Are you gonna murder me..?" Kara chuckled behind her and kissed her hair "no" she dragged out the 'o' making Lena laugh as well. Soon Kara moved her hand and now Lena could see the little lakefront she decorated with the help of her sister and friends. "Kara.... It's beautiful" Lena said breathlessly "So are you.."  Kara said. Lena turned and -kinda, eh, lil more than kinda- pounced on her girlfriend, pulling her into a hug and tucking her face in the crook of Karas neck. "I love you too baby" Lena chuckled into her "Cmon!" Lena tugged Kara along as she walked to the little picnic set up. Lena sat down on the blanket laid on the ground, smiling up at Kara as she did the same.

"... So I end this speech with.... Will you marry me..?" Lena was sobbing as she nodded and mumbled the word 'yes', Kara could barely hear her voice through the tears, but she heard. So she hugged her now fiancée, putting the ring on her finger as their foreheads touched and they admired it.

Kara also couldn't take her eyes off it as she thrusted her fingers into Lena. As Lenas hand gripped hers tighter as her orgasm rocked her.

Lena smiled at the memory fiddling with the ring she was able to wear because she was a quiet girl, overlooked, so no one cared if a ring was on that finger.

She soon grimaced when she heard the conversation of the girls sat in front of her.

"Fuck Danvers is hot."

"I know, look at her fingers, fuck imagine those in you"

Lena knew who these girls were. Stephanie Johnston and Lilly Parker. They went to Lena's high school as well, and they still bully her relentlessly. Kara wishes she could punch them but Lena always just says everything is ok and not to worry.

They know about the ring but they think Lena is just so pathetic that she is pretending, and Lena didn't defend herself in fear of revealing her relationship with Kara.

She smirks to herself, looking down at the ringon her finger. She finds it humorous they want to sleep with Kara when the girl they deem as "Pathetic" has that girl wrapped around her finger.

A body sits by her, its Marjorie, of course it is. Marjorie is the girlfriend of one of the offense players, the football team knows about them as the team is Kara's "crew" in their words.

"Hey Lee!"

Steph and Lilly were turn around and smirk when they see her hands.

"Still doing your little pretending act I see"

They laugh and turn around, Marjorie and Lena sharing a knowing look before hiding their laughter.

As the game goes on jealousy bubbles in Lena at the girls in front of her words ring through her head. It was funny at first she thinks.

"Lilly just... just imagine Kara fucking you."

"She definitely talks you through it."

That she does Lena thinks.

"Fuck she's greek goddess built I swear."

"I wonder what kinks she's into."

Praise, a little bondage, dominant sometimes, and a little bit of a daddy kink, but mostly she just does whatever I beg for Lena names off the top of her head.

"I need her strap.. like.... fuck...."

"Fuck shes so hot"

"I could pull her, I know it"

As it goes on the jealousy builds, and by the winning touchdown Kara scores Lena doesn't even jump up, to engrossed in her thoughts.

Once everyone gets through cheering and the announcements end Marjorie gives her a look. "Whats up with you..?" Lena looks up, something clicking as she starts moving a little fast tossing her trash from the concession stand under the bleachers like everyone does, and messily rolling up her blanket and putting her bag and blanket more near Marjorie.

"I need to do something, take this for me?"

Marjorie nods and Lena walks down the bleachers, slow as to not fall again however we don't speak of that.

She goes to the edge of the bleachers and whispers to the coach, he knows Lena well and about her relationship, Lena and Kara babysitting his 3 little girls frequently.

She gets on the field and walks over to Kara, she knows people are staring, frankly, she doesn't care.

Kara sees her and immediately walks over, assuming something's wrong, which already confuses people as they assumed they don't know each other.

"Are you ok baby..?" Kara whispers and Lena nods.

"Kiss me"

"Here.. with all these people..?"

"some people need to know your not up for grabs"

She spits out the word 'people' harshly, making it very clear to Kara who she is referring to.

"Are you one hundred percent sure..?"

Lena nod and Kara nods as well in understanding, leaning down and kissing Lena as everyone in the bleachers starts gasping and shouting in enjoyment.

The kiss is rather gentle, with some anger from the jealously coming from Lena, soon drowned out by the gentleness of Kara.

They pull away and Kara hugs Lena pulling her to the exit of the field. Grabbing Karas things from the locker room and Lenas things from Marjorie before they go home.

That night Lena is showing very clearly those girls comments amount to nothing in Karas eyes, shown in a way that includes the violent shake of her legs while their held down by Karas hands, and broken pleads that fall from her lips.

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Notes ⬇️

This is a wee bit horny but oh well!!

Hope you enjoyed!!!! 🥳🥳

[random-movie-ideas]

Supergirl (Movie Outline)

This movie is part of the same series as the Superman trilogy I laid out earlier, thus part of the same cinematic universe, and would fall shortly after Superman: Son of Krypton, after Superman and Supergirl defeated Brainiac and freed the citizens of Kandor.

The story would open with an "old folklore"-like telling of the Tragedy of Siobhan MacDougal, otherwise known as the Silver Banshee, an evil spirit that haunts an old manor in Scotland. The tale tells that the manor was once owned by a cruel and ruthless baron who had two children, Siobhan and Bevan, both as nasty and mean-spirited as their father. As they grew, Siobhan, being the oldest, believed she would inherit ownership, but her father, a traditional man, chose to give it to her brother instead. Siobhan turned to dark magic for answers, and planned to cast a spell to destroy her father and brother and take the manor for herself. Her father and brother tried to stop her in the deed, but she succeeded in killing her father, turning him to dust with a deathly screech. Her brother, by sheer dumb luck, managed to move one candle out of place and threw off her spell. The demon she had been drawing power from grew angry, and so dragged Siobhan's soul down to hell.

Bevan, believing he had seen the last of his sister, carried on with his life. He married, and had children, and lived in the moor into old age. Then one night, the spirit of his sister returned, bathed in silvery light, proclaiming vengeance upon him and all of his descendants, decreeing that every first born of his line would die a cruel death at the age of twenty, unless they sacrificed their mortal body to her so that she might live on the Earth once more. This happened first with Bevan's daughter, who refused to sacrifice her body and was thus found emaciated in a pond nearby on the day of her twentieth birthday.

In the present day, Kara Zor-El is living both in Metropolis and on board Brainiac's former vessel, where the citizens of Kandor live while they search for a home. Kara has come to love the Earth, as Clark does, and wants her family and friends to stay with her, but many are not so eager, some fearing the intense powers Earth's sun gives them, while others see the rampant prejudices on Earth, and feel they will always be viewed as outsiders. Kara pleads with the city council, and the council gives her an ultimatum. Find them a place where Kandor can be placed, with a dome of protection from the Earth's sun so that the citizens can live normal lives if they so choose, and they may decide to stay.

Kara becomes determined by this and sets out to seek a place, Clark helping her a bit by getting her in contact with people like Amanda Waller, Batman, Aquaman, and Wonder Woman to see if they know any place. It ends up being more complicated than she thought, and she ends up returning to Metropolis and stewing in the park for a little while.

While there, a teenager sits down beside her and offers her a smoke. Kara turns her down, but introduces herself as Supergirl. The teen already knows her: "One of those friendly Kryptonians, right?" The teen introduced herself as Linda Danvers, and the pair become friends. Kara talks with Linda about her concerns, about finding a place for her people. Linda makes a suggestion.

Linda tells Kara how she had an aunt that died at a young age, and left her a manor up in Scotland, with a fairly sizable plot of land that nobody wanted to touch. Linda says she has no interest in it, but if Kara and her people were interested . . .

Kara takes her up on her offer. Inviting a couple of her friends from Kandor, she and Linda travel out to this manor in Scotland, a huge run-down castle with lush fields and forests and lakes all around it, just big enough for at least some of the people of Kandor to live. Kara feels excited enough to almost say she'll take it, but almost immediately, she feels a chill down her back, like an intense presence is watching her.

We get some standard horror movie stuff throughout the middle of the movie, she and her friends staying there a few nights, while strange and mysterious things happen here and there, even one scene where one of Kara's friends is scared so badly she loses control of her powers and does a lot of damage to the grounds. Linda is evasive every time Kara tries to talk to her about any of it, and a lot of the staff and local villagers seem to be watching them. During this, we also do see Kara bond with Linda, Linda mentioning she'll soon turn twenty.

After a recurring nightmare of a silvery skeletal woman, and a couple more incidents occur, Kara and her friends go searching the grounds for answers. They come across an ancient tomb with an underground chamber that they can see with their x-ray vision and go down inside it, discovering a circle drawn on the floor, a strange book apparently of magic, and a scroll written by Bevan MacDougal, detailing the history of his sister and the curse she laid on their family.

As they read, Kara and her friends find themselves surrounded by Linda and the staff and villagers, dressed in robes. As Kara tries to escape, the villagers reveal little amulets made of green Kryptonite and force them onto the Kryptonians, knocking them out.

Kara comes to, strapped to an altar, in the middle of a large room with the kryptonite amulet around her neck. Linda stands over her, looking genuinely apologetic. Kara shouts at her for her betrayal, but Linda says its the only way. The Banshee has never been able to last long, inhabiting a human body, and the hosts that have sacrificed themselves to her have withered and died after only ten years or so. But the cult believes that a Kryptonian body like Kara's just might be able to hold the Banshee's power and allow her to live again on Earth.

Linda walks away, and the ceremony begins. The cultists chant, summoning the Banshee. Siobhan looks over Kara, admiring her body and saying she's heard of her and her Kryptonian kind, admitting to lusting after the power that she holds. Siobhan reaches out to touch Kara and take her soul, when one of her friends breaks free, their amulet having come loose somehow. The friend breaks the others free, including Kara, and takes out the cultists. Siobhan turns on them, unable to be hurt by their powers. She casts a spell at them and ends up striking Kara, hurting her badly. Both the Banshee and the Kryptonians are surprised to learn that Kryptonians are weak to magic.

Encouraged, the Banshee throws spell after spell of dark magic. She ends up grabbing one of Kara's friends, nearly draining the life out of them completely, when Kara chooses to make the sacrifice, telling her she'll let her take her body. Siobhan smiles, and reaches out with her finger to touch Kara's chest. She immediately erupts in flames, howling in pain, kryptonian power turning out to be a bit too much for her soul. She screams something about "That stupid girl!" and bursts, disappearing back to hell.

Their one friend badly wounded, Kara lowers her head as her friends all agree that they won't be staying here, and will go with the rest of Kandor to the small planet far away the Green Lantern Corps has located. Kara confronts Linda, who says nothing, but hands back Kara's things, all packed up, and apologizes for being a bad friend.

Kara returns to Brainiac's ship, where she is comforted by her father and mother. In her bag, she finds a letter from Linda, explaining that, hoping to save her own life, she had struck a deal with the Banshee, offering to find her a body that would last her more than ten years. Naturally, she had selected the Kryptonians. However, when it came down to it, Linda had come to care for Kara and couldn't bring herself to go through with it, cutting the amulet from Kara's friend's neck. Kara remembers details about how Linda's aunt had died at a young age, and how Linda had been about to turn twenty. In fact, she realizes that Linda's birthday was that very night.

Kara races back to Scotland, to the manor, where she finds Linda in the ritual chamber about to be sacrificed to the Banshee. She knocks out the cultists, and breaks Linda free. Linda is confused, but Kara says she wouldn't abandon a friend to die. It is too late, however, as the Banshee rises again, going after Linda's soul. Linda says that it's hopeless, but Kara asks her if there's anything in the spell book that can get rid of her forever. Linda says she can't do magic though. Kara tells her she needs to try, or else she's dead tonight or ten years from now.

We see Kara do battle with the Banshee, doing her best to avoid her magical attacks while keeping her away from Linda. After her first experience, the Banshee is hesitant to touch Kara, so this helps a bit. Just as Kara takes a serious hit and is about to be killed by Siobhan, Linda finds the strength within herself and casts powerful magic (momentarily showing her with angel wings as a reference). This ends up blowing Siobhan back and subduing her. Siobhan lashes out at them impotently, enraged. She reveals that she is in constant agony, as her original demise left her in a state of limbo, tethered to both worlds. Kara and Linda choose to take pity on her and Linda finds a spell to free her soul, letting her finally rest.

After the battle, Linda apologizes again to Kara, saying that she just didn't want to die. She tells her that the land should be curse-free now, and the land belongs to her people, if they want it. Though many choose not to, and leave to the other planet, including two of Kara's friends, enough do choose to stay, convincing the council to let her place half of Kandor there. Kara brings down the bottle, opens it, and the city is restored to its full state, taking up the lands of the manor with the castle in the center.

A post credits scene shows a little imp looking through a small looking glass at Kandor, giggling to himself that Kryptonians are weak to magic of all things, stating that he'll have such fun with them.

What do you think? Next time, Kara finds herself in an alternate universe, courtesy of a little imp.

[kt-2023]

I agree with this although i have never loved the Danvers sisters (Alex Danvers).

The show is called Supergirl which is a powerful woman with extraordinary abilities and yet Alex treats Kara like shit and in my opinion brings down her character.

Firstly : Alex shot kara out of the sky with Kryptonite and she knew that the bullet itself or the impact of the floor below could have killed her, Alex had the power to say no, no one was holding a gun to her head forcing her to do so.

Secondly: The red K incident, Kara told Alex under the influence about her issues and how Alex was controlling her and forcing her to be something she wasn't so that Kara wouldn't out shine her, which is stupid, of course she outshines her the show is called Supergirl, Kara is better then Alex she is a god damn superpowered Alien who was strong enough to overcome her planets destruction whereas Alex couldn't even handle the though of loosing Maggie.

Thirdly : Astra's death, Astra was on her knees where Alex could have cuffed her and taken her back to the DEO she wasn't in any threatening poses but instead started to talk to Alex about how she wanted to make sure what happened to krypton didn't happen here because her niece had made it her home and how there was no stopping non even if she wanted to (which was said in a way that indicated that she feared him) but Alex still killed astra even know she was basally surrendering and was not a threat (at the moment) and then let John take the fall and lied about it for weeks.

Fourthly: Alex distrust in Lena When Lena came along she gave kara a escape but Alex would threaten her and make digs towards Lena about her last name, which was disgusting, and continuedly undermining kara which would have made kara feel trapped and suffocated. she behaviour was disgusting and unprofessional. when she made kryptonite that is when Lena should have been investigated not before.

Fifthly : Maggie and Alex started a relationship where Maggie made it clear from the beginning that she didn't want kids and she wasn't ready to think about marriage but Alex wouldn't stop going on about it ad then when Maggie broke it off Alex was surprised and didn't understand why when it was obvious.

Sixthly : when Jeremiah was found Alex kept ignoring Kara and when kara brough up suspicions she ignored her even know Jeremiah was captured for years and god know what could had happened and then told kara that she was either apart of the family or she wasn't which was disgusting.

seventhly : Kara had just found out Argo was still there and her mother was alive, and everyone wants to go home at the end of the day but because of Alex continuedly calling her and asking when she was returning her reunion became a trip not a homecoming as it should have been.

Eighthly: when Lena found out about Kara she should have said so to kara and allowed Kara to Explain but she didn't, she made it into an excuse to become a villain and almost kill Kara with the Kryptonite missiles.

Ninthly: When Alex adopted Esme i didn't see it as a happy even i saw it as a worrying one because Alex has killed and experimented on aliens and now she was adopting a alien child, i had chills when it was announced. she should have adopted a human and left the alien children alone.

And lastly there is the continuousness of "i know what your going through" Reality check, you don't bitch.

Thank you for reading and hopefully this can make you see my point of view, i do not nor will i ever like (Alex Danvers) as a character.

Kara Deserves Better

You know what really made me mad about this episode? And I mean, after I heard it I was literally infuriated for the last 30 minutes of the episode.

When said she knew what Kara’s experience growing up as an alien because she was right there next to her.

Excuse me miss “I know the X experience because I have X friends” but no you don’t

Alex may have witnessed it. Alex may have been a bystander. Alex may have been with Kara every step of the way. But it doesn’t matter how close Alex is with Kara, she will never know what that experience was actually like because she is human. She doesn’t know what it’s like to be an alien. Point blank.

You think Alex would be okay if a straight person walked up to her and said “I know what it’s like to be gay in this country because I have gay friends.” No! She would probably punch them. Because that shit isn’t okay.

Don’t assume to know the experience of someone or of a community just because you’re close to someone in that community.

And if you do, then get fucked you piece of shit.

The fact that Alex said this wasn’t addressed in the show literally infuriated me. I’m not saying Kara is perfect, but the way this show treats it’s main character is bullshit. Kara was literally so guilty for trying to offer advice and Alex blew up at her and then gave some bullshit apology. Like, at least address the fucked up shit that was said to her.

I love the Danvers sister. They’re the heart of the show. But that doesn’t mean Kara always has to take Alex’s shit like that.

[the-queen-of-the-light]

Kara Gets Hangry

Courtesy of my chats with @poppyssupergirl

Kara is a literal legend to be both revered and feared when it comes to food. We are talking eating out the entire DEO commissary and CatCo Cafe. And when she doesn’t get enough to eat, Oh BOY does she get hangry!

Imagine, after her first few weeks of working with Cat, everyone loves her. She's super sweet and helpful, she manages to mellow Cat, and best of all, the office has never been so chill!! It's super nice!! ... Until one day ... 

She woke up late and missed breakfast ... and then Cat dragged her to a meeting and she missed lunch, and it has just been too long since the poor thing with the ungodly metabolism has eaten! The Hanger™ starts setting in and ohhh does Kara get grumpy and snippy and just overall unpleasant! (There might be general fear ... Were her eyes glowing?? I think her eyes were glowing?!? Oh god, she just crushed a stapler!!! Did she just fucking growl?!?!? Oh no, run!!) People are more disconcerted than when Cat gets pissed because that's to be expected, but Kara?? The literal embodiment of sunshine??? No, this is very unusual. (Cat is thrilled though, because honestly, it's thoroughly entertaining to see people getting burned left right and center by Sunny Danvers! And she's got a perfect view of it from right at her desk no less!!) 

Of course, the anger ends when Alex stops by with some food after receiving some moody texts from Kara that tell her all she needs to know. After all, she's seen The Hanger™ first hand and knows all the tricks to handle it. So the whole office witness the ritual offering of food being made by the scary stranger that sometimes visits Kara at work and then suddenly ... all better!! Happy, chirpy, helpful Kara Danvers has returned from the grasps of The Hanger™!!! And everyone is like ??!!?!!??! 

And so it becomes a ritual in the office. No one approaches Kara Danvers, especially when asking for help or a favor, without first bringing a food offering. Kara doesn't even realize what's happening, for a very long time. She’s just thrilled to be receiving a constant flow of treats.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

After what you were thinking about Lena with her free time I'm now picturing post-season 6 Lena having a hard time just managing to relax so one day Nia decides to just kidnap her and take Lena for a "girl's day". Kara's fully on board with the idea and then they bring Esme (to give Alex and Kelly their own little "day off", too) and when Alex calls to check in on how things are going, Lena answers the phone and deadpans "Director Danvers, I've been abducted by aliens"

Lol!

Okay but I think that Lena would be used to the usual "pamper yourself" girls day type of thing because she's had to maintain a certain image and her money has always resulted in great care and lavish relaxation.

So in my head I just have this idea that girls day might just be a long slow hike to a vista where they take a long lunch, just hanging out and chilling with some good food and good company. Or maybe going to a trampoline park. You just never know.

[supercorpkid]

The Best Kind of Trouble - part 1

Supergirl. Lena Luthor x Reader! Kara Danvers. Alex Danvers.

Word Count: 3645.

Final part

Ever since you met Lena, the two of you have had a knack for stumbling into the strangest situations together. It’s almost like the universe has a sense of humor at your expense. But every time it happens, you find yourself quietly asking: How did we get here?

Take the first time you met her. It was Alex’s birthday, and she’d dragged everyone out to a bar she swore was ‘low-key and chill’, but turned out to be neither. You exchanged a soft hey with Lena when Kara introduced you, your eyes flickering up just long enough to clock how ridiculously stunning she was before quickly looking away. She was nice, but that was it. 

And yet, by the end of the night, you found yourself sitting on her lap.

It wasn’t like you’d planned it, obviously. Everyone was too wasted to drive, and when you were all cramming into the car, someone pointed out there weren’t enough seats for everyone to sit properly. As the smallest person in the group, the solution seemed obvious to them—if not to you. Not Alex’s lap, because her girlfriend might have something to say about that. Not Kara’s, because she’d called shotgun before anyone could argue. And not Nia’s, because Brainy would enjoy less than someone splitting an atom incorrectly.

So there you were, perched awkwardly on Lena’s thighs as the car lurched into motion. Her hand rested on the edge of the seat, close enough that you could feel the warmth of her skin through your jeans. It was fine. A bit uncomfortable, sure. And definitely weird. But fine. At least until Kelly hit a pothole, and your body jolted against hers, leaving you both a little too aware of how close you actually were.

The second time you meet, it’s just you and Lena—stuck in an elevator at the DEO. The system glitches mid-maintenance, and before you can process what’s happening, the elevator groans to a stop. You and Lena exchange wide-eyed glances.

“At least we’re not free-falling,” Lena quips, though the sheen of sweat on her brow betrays her ease.

You press the emergency call button. After a pause, Alex’s voice cracks through the speaker. “What’s up?” she asks casually, like it isn’t a full-blown crisis.

“We’re stuck,” Lena steps closer to the panel, her voice calm but sharp. “Care to fix that before this turns into a sauna?”

“Oh, yeah,” Alex replies, like she just remembered. “Tech says it’s a quick fix. A few minutes, tops.”

Lena arches a skeptical brow at the speaker. “A few minutes,” she repeats, unimpressed.

“Promise,” Alex’s smirk is practically audible. “Try not to kill each other.”

The line clicks off, leaving silence. You sigh and lean against the wall. A few minutes stretch into twenty. The air thick, hot, and stifling, makes Lena shrug off her blazer, folding it neatly as she leans back against the opposite wall.

“You should lose the jacket,” she suggests casually, adjusting the collar of her blouse.

You hesitate but eventually give in. The all-black uniform feels unbearable, and you pull it off, revealing a thin, sweat-soaked white tank top beneath—and yes, you’re aware it’s completely see-through. Lena’s gaze lingers a second too long, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

“What?” you ask, your voice tighter than you’d like.

“Nothing,” she murmurs, her tone softer. “You’re just really flushed. You alright?”

“Really hot circumstances, you know,” you reply quickly, and the instant the words leave your mouth, you regret them. The double meaning isn’t lost on her, and her smile deepens.

“Do tell.” Her gaze flicks back to the floor a beat too late.

Alex’s voice breaks in, unprompted. “Sorry, guys. A few more minutes. But hey, silver lining—you’ve got each other!”

Lena closes her eyes briefly, her fingers gripping the panel’s edge. “Wonderful. Thanks, Alex.”

Lena mutters, the words like a half-hearted attempt at dismissal. Her gaze lingers on you a second too long, and there’s a flicker of something in her eyes—a warmth that doesn’t quite match the cool distance she’s trying to keep.

“Anytime,” Alex chirps, clearly ignoring the sarcasm, before the line clicks dead.

Lena moves back to the wall—closer this time. Her arm brushes yours, the touch fleeting but enough to send a shiver down your spine despite the oppressive heat.

She starts a soft conversation to pass the time, but every glance she steals, every movement she makes, feels like static in the air. Her hand brushes yours again, and this time neither of you pulls away.

The air between you shifts. You meet her gaze, and Lena meets yours, her eyes darker and deeper than you’ve ever seen. For a heartbeat, it’s just her. Just the heat of her gaze.

Then the elevator jolts, snapping the moment like a rubber band. Lena straightens her blouse, retrieves her blazer, and slips back into her usual composure like armor.

“Well,” her lips curl into a faint smile, “let’s not make a habit of only meeting in these weird situations.”

You nod, following her out into the cool hallway, but the memory of her gaze lingers—along with the heat that has nothing to do with the elevator.

And then, it does become a habit.

There’s the storm during a game night at Kara’s apartment. The power goes out, and everyone splits up to search for flashlights. Somehow, you and Lena end up fumbling in the same closet, searching for batteries. It’s pitch black, the kind of darkness that muffles everything, even the sound of your own breath.

Your hands brush—once, then again—and you freeze. The silence between you feels deafening, and just as your breath catches, Lena breaks it with a low, teasing murmur. “Should I be worried you keep trying to hold my hand?”

It’s playful. Too playful. But the words hang in the air like an open challenge, and you can’t quite laugh the way you want to. Instead, your breath stops, and that awkward sound you make isn’t nearly enough to push the tension away.

It only makes it worse. You can feel the charge between you, an electric hum that shivers down your spine. It wraps around your chest, your pulse racing with it. Then, just as the moment is about to consume you, the lights flicker back on. The sudden brightness stings your eyes, and it’s like the world has slapped you back into reality.

You blink, disoriented, standing there in the small closet, the air between you still heavy and thick. Too close. You’re too close.

“Look at us,” Lena whispers, breath hot on your face. “Stuck together somewhere small and hot.” Her words roll out slowly, like she’s savoring them. “It agrees with you.”

The words settle on your skin like a flame, and your throat goes dry, your chest tight. You stay frozen in place, unable to form the words that might undo whatever she just implied. She steps out of the closet, leaving you standing there, the heat of her words still burning into your skin.

Small and hot. Was she talking about you?

Of course, you’re roped into helping Nia move into Brainy’s new place. The apartment is a disaster zone—boxes everywhere, and Brainy’s color-coded system only makes things worse. The real issue? The couch. An L-shaped monstrosity that refuses to budge no matter what you do.

Alex is running late, Kara has a Supergirl emergency, and Brainy has to leave too. So now it’s a five-person job being executed by you.

Just as you’re about to lose your mind, Lena breezes in, taking in the chaos. “What on Earth are you doing?”

“Fighting for my life,” you say, sweat dripping.

She steps closer, looking annoyingly perfect in her blouse and jeans. “It looks like you’re losing.”

“Glad you could join us. Came to judge, or help?”

“You know I love watching people fail,” Lena smirks, crouching by the couch. “Have you tried taking the legs off?”

“The legs?” You narrow your eyes. “That’s your solution?”

“It’s called problem-solving,” she says, inspecting the bolts with an infuriatingly calm precision. “You should try it sometime.”

You grab the screwdriver. “Fine. Let’s see if your genius plan works.”

It works. Because Lena is a genius. An annoyingly pretty, rich, flirty genius. But it works at the expense of her being so close to you, you can’t think straight—pun intended. Her perfume is maddeningly pleasant, and her eyes are provocatively distracting. It works at the expense of your sanity.

“You’re blushing,” she teases.

“No, I’m sweating,” you snap, looking away.

When the move is over, Alex strolls in with a six-pack, pretending she didn’t miss all the hard work. You're annoyed, but then Lena leans in beside you, her shoulder brushing yours. “We work well together, don’t you think?”

And somehow, you’re not mad anymore.

Once again, you're dragged into something you have no business being a part of. Kara needed help with a DEO tech project, and as you step into the lab, it hits you—you’re the only uniformed officer here. The other two? Alex and Lena. Of course.

“Kara? Why am I here?” you ask, already suspicious.

“We need the brightest minds for this!” Kara beams.

You arch an eyebrow. “Yeah? Then why am I here?”

Lena chuckles softly, her gaze sweeping over you with a hint of mischief. “Come on, Y/N. You’re smarter than you think.”

It takes you a second to process the unexpected compliment. You snort, trying to play it off. “If you say so.”

Before you can protest further, Alex’s phone buzzes, and her face shifts into full-on mission mode. “Crisis. Gotta go.”

“Wait, you’re leaving us?” Unbelievable. Somehow, you’re always the one stuck with Lena. And, annoyingly, it secretly thrills you.

“We trust you two,” Kara says with a reassuring pat on your arm before she and Alex rush out the door.

Lena shrugs, her smirk firmly in place. “Looks like it’s just us.”

Great. Just you, Lena, and whatever tension has been simmering between you lately. You try to focus on the device in front of you—some kind of world-saving gadget Kara swore needed attention—but it’s nearly impossible with Lena standing so close.

“Fantastic,” you mutter under your breath. “Just me and the world-saving gadget.”

Lena leans in, her shoulder brushing yours ever so slightly, her voice dropping to a maddeningly low pitch. “You’ve got a brilliant mind, and I’m a genius. We’re good together.”

The double meaning in her words isn’t lost on you. Your throat tightens, your pulse kicking up. You grin despite yourself, hoping to keep things light. “Flattery? Is that how you survive the workday?”

Her smile lingers, warmer this time. “Maybe. But I mean it.”

The air between you shifts—heavier now, charged. Every glance, every brush of her hand sends your focus spinning. And then, as if the universe wants to make things even more difficult, Lena stretches, her shirt lifting just enough to reveal a sliver of a tattoo. Your mouth goes dry.

“Everything okay?” she asks, turning her head just enough to catch you staring.

You force a laugh, trying to sound normal. “Yeah. Totally fine.”

Her eyes narrow, amusement dancing in their depths. “Are you sure? You’re looking a little… flushed.”

You should’ve seen it coming—the teasing, the way her words seem to coil around you, the brush of her fingers against your arm. You should’ve expected it, but you’re thrown every time.

“Hot,” you blurt out, feeling like an idiot. “The room. It’s just... so hot.”

She leans in, impossibly close now, her breath brushing against your skin as she whispers, “You do tend to run hot a lot, don’t you?”

Your brain short-circuits. The world narrows to just her—the warmth of her proximity, the scent of her perfume, the way her voice feels like it’s wrapping around your chest and pulling tight. You can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t move.

When you don’t respond, she pulls back with a soft exhale, her gaze lingering. “Maybe we should take a break,” she suggests, her voice quieter now, almost hesitant.

You nod too quickly, practically bolting for the air vent. Sitting on the floor directly beneath it, you try to calm your racing heart. But of course, Lena follows, settling beside you—close enough to make you question if she’s doing it on purpose.

“You look tired,” she says after a beat.

“I’m fine,” you lie, closing your eyes like that might drown out the scent of her perfume or the way she’s completely invaded your space. “Just need a minute.”

And somehow, the next thing you know, you’re waking up with your cheek pressed to her shoulder. Her scent is intoxicating, her warmth like a trap you don’t want to escape. Your heart stutters as you jerk away. “Oh my God. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“Relax, darling.” Her smirk is maddening, her tone teasing but impossibly soft. “I told you—you were tired.”

Your face burns. “Yeah, but I didn’t mean to—”

“It’s fine.” Her grin doesn’t falter, her eyes dancing with something that makes your stomach flip. “I didn’t mind.”

Before you can say anything else, Kara and Alex return, their voices pulling you back to reality. You scramble to your feet, putting as much space as possible between you and Lena. But as the lab hums back to life, her warmth lingers on your skin, and her knowing smile burns in your mind, refusing to fade.

Then again you’ve somehow ended up in the thick of feelings you can't even comprehend.

“Director Danvers?” You press the comm into your ear, the usual buzz of activity humming in the background. “I’m in position for the lookout.” You scan the area once more, making sure no one’s watching. “And it seems I’m the only one here.”

“Great. Supergirl’s on her way with backup,” comes Alex’s voice over the comm, calm but urgent. “Just sit tight and take pictures if you see someone entering the place. We need proof this is a Cadmus lair.”

“Copy that. I’ll stay put.”

The place they’ve stationed you at is… unexpected. You thought secret lairs were supposed to be hidden, not right on the water like some kind of expensive real estate. The view is gorgeous—wide, endless blue stretching out to meet the horizon, the water sparkling in the late afternoon light. It almost feels too peaceful for the task at hand.

Minutes later, you hear the faint sound of a familiar whoosh, and Supergirl lands beside you, Lena tucked gently in her arms. As she sets Lena down, Kara gives you a brief smile. “Okay, I’ll leave you two here for a minute. I’ll be back to pick you up before we break in. Lena, use the watch if you need me.”

Lena gives her a small nod, her eyes lingering on Kara for just a moment before she turns to you. “We’ll keep a lookout, boss.” She tries to be casual, but there's an edge of uncertainty in her voice.

Kara winks before she takes off, leaving you alone with Lena. You know it’s time to talk. You’ve been avoiding her—after that last time you saw her, when you fell asleep on her shoulder, things have been weirder. But now, standing next to her, so close, you can’t keep pretending like it doesn’t matter. You have to break the silence.

“Hey,” you say, your voice is a little softer than you meant. She glances at you, her expression unreadable for a beat before she offers you a tight smile.

Lena takes a seat next to you, her gaze shifting toward the lair. “Looks like something my mother would do,” she says, voice steady but with a hint of something else you can’t quite place. “Have a secret lair in plain sight. With a view like that.”

She gestures toward the building, but it’s clear her attention is more on you than the lair. You catch her glance, and for a moment, you’re not sure if it’s just the light or if her eyes are a little softer than usual.

“It is gorgeous,” you agree, your voice barely above a whisper. And you’re no longer talking about the view. It’s hard to focus on anything else with her so close—so close that you can feel the warmth from her body.

Lena shifts a little, and her leg brushes against yours. The contact is light, but it makes your heart stutter. She doesn’t pull away. Neither do you.

The two of you stay silent for a beat, the tension hanging in the air like a storm ready to break. You wonder if she feels it too—the quiet, invisible thread between you. Her hand, resting casually on the edge of the bench, inches closer to yours. You’re acutely aware of the soft sound of her breath, the way her shoulder brushes yours when she shifts.

For a moment, it feels like the world has narrowed down to just the two of you, and everything else—the lair, the mission—fades into the background. It’s just Lena, and you, and the air between you that’s thick with unspoken words.

And then you realize—you’ve been holding your breath.

You blink, coming out of your dream-like state, and press the comm in your ear. "Director, we're about to lose daylight soon." You glance at the sky, watching the soft pink hues spread across the horizon. "Should we move?"

“No, stay put. Supergirl’s following Lillian’s car as we speak. She might be approaching the lair.”

“Copy that.” You bite your lip, still feeling the weight of the moment, and glance back at Lena. “You’re okay? With... all of this? The whole situation with your mom?”

“Oh, yeah. I know what the Luthors are capable of,” she says with a quiet resolve. Her eyes stay fixed on the lair, but you catch the flicker of something deeper behind her words. “I’m just glad we’re here to help.”

You nod, agreeing with her sentiment, but there's something still hanging in the air between you two.

“The sun’s setting soon,” you say, fidgeting with the small flashlight in your hand. “I have this, but I don’t think we can use it without giving away our position.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Lena replies, her voice light, trying to brush off the tension. “I’m not scared of the dark. Unless… you are.”

You raise an eyebrow, giving her a playful side-eye. “Please. I’m an agent of a secret organization. There are very few things I’m scared of.��

Lena leans in, her gaze intense yet teasing, and her lips curl into a mischievous smile. “Oh? Do tell.” she whispers, as if the question is more of an invitation than anything else.

Her proximity makes your heart skip a beat. The warm air between you feels electric, charged with a challenge. You forget about the mission, your mind drifting away, caught in the rhythm of her words, the softness of her breath.

You almost want to tell her that you are scared—scared of this, right here. Scared of how close you’ve gotten, of how something so small—a glance, a smile, a shared silence—feels like it’s pulling you in, deeper and deeper. Scared of where it might lead, or worse, scared that it might not lead anywhere at all.

The words hang in your throat, heavy and unsaid.

Instead, you shrug, your smile a little too soft as you watch her, feeling the warmth in your chest. “You know, there are just some things even secret agents can’t prepare for. Like... how distracting a pretty face can be.”

Lena studies you, her gaze softening as she leans in just a little, her eyes flicking between your lips and your eyes. She’s so close now, and the air between you is thick with something greater, charged with a tension that feels almost electric. Your heart races and everything else fades away.

Then, just as you think she’s about to close the gap, her lips brush against yours—the softest, most fleeting contact. It sends a jolt through you, a rush of warmth that leaves you breathless, like time itself has stilled for a heartbeat.

But before you can even fully process it, Supergirl’s voice crackles through the comm, “Guys, she took a detour. I think you’re in the wrong place.”

The sudden interruption shatters the moment, and you both pull back quickly, your breath shaky, your pulse still thrumming in your ears. Lena’s gaze flits away from you, disappointment settling heavily in the air, though neither of you says a word.

“What should we do?” you ask into the comm, trying to steady your voice.

“I'll follow through. We have more agents here. You two head back to the DEO. We’ll see you soon.”

You glance back at Lena, a flicker of disappointment in your eyes. “Back to business as usual, then?”

Lena meets your gaze, her expression soft and sincere, but there’s a wistful edge to her voice. “I hope not.”

The flirtation between you two, once subtle, quickly intensifies. The soft touches, the lingering glances, evolve into something raw—unspoken, but palpable. It feels magnetic, inevitable, like you're helplessly swept into something you can’t escape. You can't not flirt back, can't not lean into the charged moments between you.

There’s something heady in the way she looks at you, in the tension you both refuse to acknowledge. It’s like standing on the edge of something deeper, something that makes your heart race and your thoughts scatter. You can’t name it, but it’s undeniable, humming in the silence. The air around you crackles, thick with something everyone else seems to notice, too.

And that’s why you keep ending up in situations like this. Over and over, like you’re addicted to the chaos of it all. To the way she pulls you into these intoxicating, strange moments. And now, you're left wondering if it’s the situation you crave—or just her.

Whatever it is, you need more of it.

[captain-josslett]

Broken Melody - Part Fifty Seven

Masterlist

Summary: Grammy Award winning Emma Danvers is the first to say she has a pretty good life. But what happens when it implodes around her and it looks like things will never be the same again?

Words: 7.8k

Warnings: Fluff, Smut 🔞.

Pairings: Emma Danvers x Diana Prince, Alex Danvers x Sam Arias, Kara Danvers x OC

This Part: It's Christmas Morning! Time for fun, presents, laughter and... other things. But is a storm brewing?

So sorry that I am writing a xmas chapter in march... If I hadn't of had my writers block this would have come out in December 😅 Ahh well! It's been fun to do and seeing the Superfriends hang out.

Thank you for reading and let me know if you wanna be tagged or any general feedback will be greatly appreciated. Please! I like knowing your thoughts.

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It is Christmas morning and Emma stretches as she slowly wakes up before pulling Diana closer to her. Yesterday she had woken up to the Superfriends cooing over the Danvers sisters as they clung to each other on the sofa. But today she enjoyed waking up behind her girlfriend.

Christmas Eve had been a relaxing day filled with christmas movies, games, food and a chilled atmosphere. Although, Emma expects today to be a bit more lively. She can’t wait to watch everyone open the presents she got them, finding it was the main thing she enjoys about the day.

Emma reaches out for her phone and cracks an eye open to see what the time is.

5am.

‘Still too early.’ Emma muses and opens her messages to send christmas wishes to her British friends.

After completing her task Emma rests her head on the pillow. She weighs up her options of either staying in bed or the possibility of going surfing. But she remembers Alex’s request that someone goes to the beach with her. She can sense Diana is still very much in a deep sleep and the house is quiet other than the heavy breathing and snoring coming from the different rooms. Closing her eyes again Emma snuggles back into Diana and places a kiss on her shoulder. Emma starts drifting off to sleep when she hears the creak of the door opening from the next room.

She sluggishly opens her eyes and yawns, hoping maybe whoever is awake will agree to come with her to the beach. Carefully she removes her arms from around Diana and hears the shower turning on.

‘Guess I’ll have to wait.’ Emma thinks and debates about whether to change out of her long pyjama bottoms and t-shirt.

But then her ears prick up from a certain noise coming from the bathroom. A noise she knows very, very, intimately and Emma’s cheeks heat up.

“Emma.” Lena moans, her breathing becomes more ragged while her heartbeat picks up as she hums deeply. “Em-ma.”

Arousal immediately spreads through Emma’s body, as well as horror. She springs out of bed, throwing on her Supergirl hoodie and rushes as silently as she can downstairs.

She places her hands over her ears to try to deafen the sound but it’s no use. She can hear everything.

In a panic her eyes fall on her portal watch that Winn had borrowed to do some last minute christmas eve shopping and Emma dives for it. The familiar bright purple light surrounds her and she teleports without thinking of where she will end up.

Emma blinks when the light fades and she’s standing outside Robyn’s door.

‘She may not even be here.’ Emma reasons but finds her fist rising to knock anyway. Emma waits and hears movement within, her chest heaving as she tries to calm down. ‘She could be with someone! You idiot!’ Emma berates herself and wonders if it’s too late to portal somewhere else when the door opens.

“Em?” Robyn asks with a laugh. “I just messaged you!” Robyn’s crystal blue eyes narrow slightly as she takes in Emma’s wide eyed expression and red cheeks. “Are you okay?”

Emma gently shakes her head and Robyn pulls her into the flat. Emma motions to the bathroom and quickly uses it before washing her hands and entering the lounge.

“What’s wrong?” Robyn asks from the sofa and pats the space beside her. Emma flops heavily onto it and holds her head in her clammy hands. “Em? Seriously, what’s going on?”

Emma breathes in heavily and runs her hands through her hair before sitting up. She reaches for her phone and starts typing.

“Oh, er, you don’t need to do that.”

Emma questioningly gazes at her friend.

“I’ve been learning sign language. Like the American version as well as the British but more focused on ASL.”

“Why?”

“Because I wanted to be able to communicate with you better. I mean, I saw how you were with Diana and it made more sense that I learn.”

Emma sucks in her lips and pulls Robyn into a grateful hug.

“So-” Robyn moves away and focuses on the blonde. “What’s going on?”

“I woke up and I was the first one awake. Or so I thought.” Emma pauses and Robyn repeats it to make sure she understands.

“Okay, continue.”

“It was Lena and she-”

Robyn’s face darkens at the mention of Emma’s ex. “What did she do? Do you need me to slap her?”

Emma shakes her head and suddenly feels very awkward. “She was having a shower and I heard her-” Emma makes a motion with her hand.

“Heard her what? Trying to sing?”

Emma takes a deep breath. “She was masturbating.”

Robyn tilts her head and Emma shuffles uncomfortably. “Erm, I don’t know that sign.”

Emma facepalms and wonders how else she can sign it. But Emma grabs her phone again and writes it instead.

“Ah no! Please let me figure it out!” Robyn pouts and Emma rolls her eyes. She quickly makes the wanking motion and looks away from Robyn.

“Lena has a dick?!”

Emma slams her head against the back cushion and holds her forehead as she silently groans.

“Oh.. Oh!” Robyn starts to giggle. “You heard her giving some self love huh?”

Emma nods.

“So you have super hearing too?”

Emma nods again.

“Erm, well I can see why that would be slightly awkward for you, but why did you look so freaked out just now?”

“She moaned my name.”

“Oh.” Robyn says quietly and her smile drops.

Emma cringes but Robyn’s face twitches and she presses her lips tightly together.

“It is not funny!” Emma signs heatedly.

Unable to hold it in anymore Robyn barks out laughing. Offended Emma grabs a pillow and whacks her friend over the head.

“Oi!” Robyn whacks her back and Emma holds her hands up in surrender before flopping back onto the sofa. “I’m sorry, it’s just, man, it is funny!” Robyn tries to explain and Emma huffs loudly. “No wonder you were so beat red when I opened the door!”

Emma nods and her eyes wander around the room. She frowns at how bare it is of decorations and stares questioningly at her friend.

“What?”

“You haven’t decorated?”

“Hey I know what you are doing! You are trying to change the subject! We ain’t done with Lena flicking her bean.”

Emma bursts into silent laughter and Robyn joins in. The pair can’t seem to stop and soon they both have tears running down their faces.

“Ah I needed that.” Robyn gasps out and wipes under her eyes. “So, how do you feel about what happened? I mean, you teleported here.”

Emma shifts on the sofa and faces the brunette.

“Honestly, I panicked.”

“Reasonable, but why?” Robyn asks and Emma feels her heart clench.

“It turned me on.”

Robyn nods. “And that’s okay, it’s natural and-”

Emma raises her hands and signs quickly. “But I have a girlfriend, who I love very much and Lee broke my heart! Plus she does not want me! So why would she be doing that?!”

Robyn sighs heavily. “Maybe she still likes you.” Emma glares daggers at her and Robyn raises a hand. “I mean, you are hot Em, I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t want to sleep with you.”

“You did not.”

“Yea well, I missed my chance years ago. I’d rather be your friend anyway.” Robyn takes Emma’s hand and smiles.

Emma smiles back but her phone interrupts by brightly flashing and pinging on the coffee table.

Reaching over her heart freezes when she sees the message from Alex.

Alex: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

“Em?” Robyn asks and leans over to read the message. “Ahh, didn’t tell them where you were going?”

Emma shakes her head and rocks herself slightly, as if trying to self soothe.

“Well, you better leave. Wouldn’t want Supergirl to come crashing through my balcony windows again. I’m still finding pieces of glass!” Robyn says jokingly, Emma glances around the flat again and her phone lights up with another message.

Alex: Seriously Em, please message me that you are okay.

Emma: Sorry I’m with Robyn, it was a last second decision. I’ll be home soon.

Emma sends the message and gazes up at Robyn. “Come with me.”

Robyn blinks, looking taken aback by Emma’s request. “No it’s okay, I mean, the day is almost over for me anyway.”

Emma tilts her head, a look of compassion crosses her face. “Why did you not tell me you were going to be alone?”

Robyn breaks their eye contact and focuses on her fidgeting hands. “Because I didn’t want to see the look you are giving me now.”

Emma pulls the brunette into a hug but her phone pings again. But Emma ignores it and keeps her attention on her best friend. She moves back to sign. “Please Robyn.”

“They might not even want me!” Robyn whines. “I’m sure Lucy won’t either.” Robyn adds under her breath and a light blush crosses her cheeks.

Emma pauses. “Lucy?”

Robyn’s cheeks darken even further. “Yea, she, erm, took me out for coffee while my flat was being repaired.”

Emma grins. “Pack a bag. Now.”

“Urgh!” Robyn groans and rushes to her room, knowing Emma will just teleport them if she doesn’t. Plus she wants her own toothbrush and clothes. “But I don’t have any gifts!” Robyn yells, then rolls her eyes when she realises Emma can’t respond.

Emma appears in the doorway with a grin. “Mom says it is okay and she cannot wait to see you. I am sure Lucy feels the same.” Emma raises an eyebrow.

“Do not say anything to her. I mean sign.” Robyn zips the bag up and Emma copies the motion across her mouth.

“It’s very sweet though.”

Robyn ignores her and huffs out a deep breath. “Okay, let’s go before I change my mind or your sister murders you for sneaking out again.”

Emma momentarily pauses at Robyn’s words but lets out a silent snort of laughter.

Purple light engulfs the pair and next they are standing in the huge back room of the Danvers house.

“Oh shit that-” Robyn drops her bag and sways. Emma grabs her quickly and helps her onto a sofa, placing her head between her legs. “Happy christmas everyone.” Robyn’s muffled voice calls out and she raises a hand to wave. The Superfriends say their own greetings back and Emma keeps her head lowered, worrying about Alex’s mood. But also she is unsure of how she will react looking at Lena. Suddenly Robyn flings her head back and smiles.

“Sorry about that! Always had terrible travel sickness!” Robyn jumps to her feet and approaches a worried looking Eliza. “Thank you for having me over Eliza! Though I’m sure Emma would have kidnapped me either way!”

“I’m glad she did, no one should be alone on christmas day.” Eliza says and gives the brunette a hug, who seemingly melts into the motherly embrace.

Emma smiles sadly at them, knowing Robyn had been disowned by her parents and feels frustrated with herself that she presumed Robyn would be with Tina, Caden or Logan.

The sofa dips next to her and she turns to see a subdued Alex.

Emma raises her hands. “I am sorry, it was a quick decision and I should have left a note or messaged you.”

“It’s okay, I’m sorry I panicked and lashed out. Again.”

“I was worried steam was gonna erupt from her ears or something.” Kara jokes as she sits next to Emma. “Merry christmas.”

Emma responds by snuggling into her side and watches Robyn help Eliza and Diana get drinks for everyone. Diana’s eyes connect with hers and Emma’s face lights up in a bright smile. Diana gives her a small, closed smile and continues her task, making Emma frown slightly.

“Nowwww, can we start opening presents?” Ruby whines.

“Yea! Pwesents! Pwwwese?” Mary copies her and claps on Winn’s lap who tickles her sides. Mary squeals and Emma voicelessly chuckles with the others.

“Soon Rubes.” Sam says and kisses her daughter’s head. “Emma needs something to eat first.” Sam gives the blonde a pointed look and Emma begrudgingly stands to get something from the kitchen.

“Here you go sweetheart. I made you a bacon sandwich.” Eliza holds it out to her daughter and Emma takes it gratefully. She takes a bite and approaches Diana.

“Good morning Astéri.” Diana says softly and Emma nuzzles her cheek against hers.

“What have I told you about the cuteness overload that’s giving me fillings?” Robyn scoffs and Emma narrows her eyes. She puckers her lips and gets closer to her girlfriend’s lips. “No, Emma, I won’t be able to take much more!” Robyn says dramatically and Emma waits for Diana to kiss her.

“Oh I know right?!” Lucy comes up beside Robyn. “I look at them and I feel nauseous from the cuteness overload.”

“Ha! Yea, er, that’s funny and so true.” Robyn stutters and Emma notices her friend’s cheeks turning red again. She quickly kisses Diana’s cheek instead, guessing that she didn’t see it. “It’s nice to see you again Miss Lane.”

“Yea likewise, I mean, last I saw you your apartment was in a bit of a state.” Lucy says smoothly. “And please, it’s Lucy.”

Robyn nods. “Yes, of course.” Robyn holds out her hand. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, Lucy.”

Emma raises an eyebrow at her sisters who are also watching closely and return their own raised eyebrows. Robyn and Lucy shake hands and giggle.

“Adults are weird.” Ruby mutters and Emma laughs loudly, causing Robyn’s head to snap and stare at her.

“Did you just?!”

Emma reaches up to her neck and massages it. She opens her mouth to see if she can make any other noises, but only air comes out.

“Emma’s voice is coming back bit by bit.” Diana tries to explain and holds the blonde’s hand.

“Yea, she has these moments where it breaks through.” Lucy adds and Robyn stares in wonder.

“So, it doesn’t stay?”

Emma nods sadly.

“But it’s a start.” Robyn grins, making Emma’s face light up too.

Mary huffs loudly and Emma takes pity on her by leading the others to the sofas. She sits and places her plate on the coffee table, gazing at the huge pile of presents. She turns to Diana and lifts her hands.

“Thanks for bringing mine down.”

“It wasn’t a problem.” Diana responds softly and gently kisses her lips.

“Are we ready?” Eliza asks and Emma is looking over to check everything is there. However, she realises Robyn’s presents are still in her room. She springs to her feet and quickly signs she’ll be back and rushes upstairs.

She quickly changes into blue jeans, a plain t-shirt and puts her Supergirl hoodie back on before grabbing Robyn’s presents. Consisting of a bag full of little presents and a big, long, narrow box that requires both of her hands to carry. She zips back into the room, placing them under the tree.

“Is that… That isn’t for me?” Robyn’s mouth drops open and Emma nods. “But, I-”

Emma sits next to her and takes her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Okay, shall I be the postal worker?” Alex gets on her knees and starts looking at labels. Mary plods over to try and help. “Who wants to go first?”

“ME!” Mary, Ruby and Kara yell at the same time.

“No me!” Nia giggles loudly and waves her hands around.

“How about-” Alex grabs a present and reads it. “Mom.” She gives it to Mary who starts to give it to Ayla. “Oh no sweetie, my Mom! To Eliza.” Alex says warmly and Mary changes course to hand Eliza the present.

“To Mom, love Emma x.” Eliza reads and she smiles at her daughter. “Thank you Sweetheart.” She starts to carefully open it and Emma rolls her eyes at her sisters. Eliza always insists that the wrapping paper can be reused, causing her daughters to try and wrap it so well that their Mom would have no choice but to rip the present open.

“Just rip it!” Both Kara and Alex yell while Emma claps and finishes her bacon sandwich.

“Okay!” Eliza laughs and does so, revealing  a beautiful shawl. “Oh wow! Emma, this is wonderful.”

The Superfriends ooo and ahh as Eliza wraps it around her neck and poses with it.

“It looks lovely on you.” Nia smiles and Alex reaches for another present.

“And this belongs to-”

“Me!” Mary’s hand shoots up.

“MEEEEE!” Kara whines.

“No ME!” Ruby yells even louder and Emma shakes her head in amusement as she snuggles into Diana.

Soon the room is filled with ripped wrapping paper and Emma enjoys watching everyone open the many gifts she got them.

“So, this next one is for-” Alex lifts a small, slim present. “Emma!” Alex holds it out and Emma blinks at her. “Why do you look surprised?”

Emma takes it and reads the label, seeing it was from Ruby. She looks over at the teen and smiles warmly at her. She opens the small gift, revealing a woven friendship bracelet in the colours of red, blue and gold.

“Do you like it?” Ruby asks hesitantly and Emma nods as tears fill her eyes. She motions for Ruby to come over and holds her right wrist out for Ruby to tie it on. After Ruby does so Emma pulls the teen into a hug.

“Thank you! I love it!” Emma signs and admires it on her wrist.

“Next we have!” Alex declares in a game show voice making everyone chuckle. She spots a box hidden behind the christmas tree and dives underneath to get it.

“Oh Alex.” Eliza mutters, knowing her daughter always loves a challenge. “Surely it's better to do the presents in the front?”

“Where's the fun in that?” Alex chuckles as she sits back up with the gift. She reads the label and declares. “Emma again!” She holds a beautifully wrapped, shoe sized box and Lena tenses. “Do you want it now or wait for others to open some more?”

Emma shrugs and reaches for it.

‘Dearest Emma, from Lena.’ Emma reads and feels her cheeks heating up. Robyn giggles beside her and the blonde nudges her hard in the ribs.

“Ow!” Robyn yelps and rubs her side.

With trembling fingers Emma delicately unwraps the present and opens the box. She tilts her head at what she sees and carefully reaches in, pulling out a light coloured wooden box with the top and front missing. Inside is a little boat on top of wooden, reed like sticks.

“What is it?” Ruby asks and Emma places it on the coffee table in front of her.

Seeing a handle she winds it up and the sticks start moving in a ripple effect, like waves of the sea with the boat bobbing up and down.

A gentle chime starts playing out and Emma immediately recognises it as her song ‘Shallow’. She stares at it in wonder and listens to the music box version of her song.

When it ends, Emma sniffs.

“That sounded beautiful.” Brainy comments and others in the room agree.

“Who is it from Sweetheart?” Eliza asks and Emma slowly raises her head and her eyes connect with worried green eyes.

“Thank you.”

“Y-you’re welcome.” Lena shakily responds, not noticing the slight frown that appears on Diana’s face as her eyes flick from the back of Emma’s head into her own.

“Okay, next one is-”

The gift opening continues for a bit longer and many of the gifts Emma bought in Europe are opened.

“Ooo this one is for me!” Alex smiles happily and starts opening it. She pauses when the smell of the leather hits her but then tears the rest of the paper. “Wow! I love it!” Alex lifts the leather jacket up and gazes at it. Immediately she puts it on and Sam wolf whistles at her. “Thanks Peanut!” Alex beams at her sister and Emma smiles back, happy it’s a perfect fit.

“Now you will not be trying to steal mine! I have seen you looking longingly at it!”

“Me? Would I ever do such a thing?” Alex declares, making both Emma and Kara look at each other and nod. “Hey!”

An alarm sounds in the kitchen and Eliza gets up. “Okay I think it’s time for a break because lunch is ready!”

“Yay!” Kara squeals and bounces over to Emma to pull her into a hug. “Thank you so much for my new art supplies! I seriously cannot wait to use them!”

“And for this sexy ass jacket!” Alex says, squeezing in between Emma and Diana. Emma snuggles into their arms and squeezes them three times.

“I love you too.” Alex whispers back and reaches for Diana to join the hug. The brunette smiles and takes Alex’s hand instead.

“Ditto.” Kara says and kisses the top of Emma’s head.

Robyn smiles at the sisters and gets up from the sofa. As she heads towards the kitchen Ruby starts playing the music box again. Robyn pauses and her gaze lowers to Lena. A surge of anger flows through her as wary green eyes connect with her icy stare.

“Luthor.” Robyn greets with a curt nod before continuing on. “Eliza? How can I help?”

“Oh bless you! Thank you Robyn, but you’re our guest!”

“No, please let me help.” Robyn pouts.

“Okay, if you insist.” Eliza laughs and Robyn beams at her. The brunette reaches for the big ceramic tray that is piled high with roasted potatoes. “Careful!” Eliza shouts, causing Robyn to freeze. “That is very hot! Could you take the carrots instead?” Robyn does so as Kara bounds over to help too.

Robyn enters the dining room and places the carrots on the huge table. She stares at the decorations and feels a sense of gratitude warming her.

“Watch your back.” Kara says from behind her and places the ceramic tray in the middle of the table.

Robyn blinks. Kara wasn’t wearing oven gloves.

“Robyn? You okay?” Kara asks in concern.

“Yea!” The brunette answers quickly. “Sorry, I’m just really honoured that you guys are okay with me being here.”

“Aw! Of course we are!” Kara places a hand on Robyn’s shoulder and leaves to get more food to place on the table.

Robyn glances down at the tray with a frown and touches it. She hisses as her fingertips burn and moves her hand away. ‘Holy Shit!’

Someone touches her shoulder and Robyn jumps in fright.

Emma places the big bowl of shredded cabbage down and frowns at her.

“Oh I, the, er, the tray was slightly off the mat so I moved it so the table wouldn’t burn. But forgot it was scolding hot, so ya know, burned myself in the process.” She waves her hand and winces at the pain.

Emma gently grabs Robyn’s wrist and examines her finger tips. Cringing at the sight of the burn and blisters already starting to appear.

“Seriously I’m fine.”

But Emma doesn’t listen and drags her to the downstairs bathroom and runs her fingers under the cold water.

Robyn yelps and tries to pull away but Emma keeps her hand firmly in place.

“Emma? Robyn?” They hear Eliza call them from the corridor. “There you are! What happened?” They both turn to look at Eliza and miss the quick glow of Emma’s hands.

“Oh I touched the potato tray and I burnt myself?”

“Is that a question?” Eliza asks as she begins to fuss over Robyn’s hand. The brunette blinks, having felt the pain dull and disappear. Neither sees Emma stumbling slightly against the wall to steady herself.

“Actually, my fingers feel better.”

“Hmm, they don’t look overly burned.” Eliza agrees and releases Robyn’s hand. “Please be more careful.” Eliza implores and Robyn nods.

‘Like Kara was?’ Robyn wants to say but instead follows the two blondes into the dining room. Her mouth drops open at the amount of food on the table, likening the display to a feast.

She is seated in between Emma and Diana with Lucy placed strategically opposite her in the middle of Kara and Ben.

The meal is dished out and Emma silently hums as she enjoys the Christmas lunch. She listens to the chatter and laughter as she eats and part of the way through Emma tries to get Diana’s attention but she is seemingly too preoccupied in her discussion with Winn and Brainy about a new project they want to work on.

“No, I'm being serious!” Robyn laughs with Lucy, Kara, Sam, Alex, and Ruby. “Emma and I were working on a song and I made an error so I asked Emma for a rubber, the look on her face was priceless and I motioned with my hand-” Robyn makes a rubbing out motion that could easily be mistaken as something else. “And repeated if she had a rubber. Well she stared at me like she was utterly mortified until she yelled out ‘oh you mean an ERASER!’”

Emma grins at the memory, remembering how they fell onto the floor gasping for breath because they had laughed so much and had to abandon song writing for the day.

“Oh that’s too funny!” Kara laughs and Emma frowns when she hears Robyn’s heart rate momentarily spike. “Are there many differences between British and American words?”

“Er-” Robyn stutters but smiles. “Yea! There’s so many but that’s been the funniest one.”

“I found another one is eggplant.” Lucy smirks at Robyn. “Do you know what that is?”

Emma listens to Robyn’s heart pick up again and she looks over at Sam to see if she heard it too. By the confused glance she gives her, it would seem she did.

“Erm, I don’t actually.”

“Or Cilantro?”

“That’s… no, I don’t know.”

“First one is Aubergine and the second is Coriander.” Lucy explains with a coy smile.

“Ah- what? That makes no sense! Like why call it an eggplant?!”

“Well why would you call a trunk a boot?”

“Why would you call a biscuit a cookie when it is nothing like a cookie but a hobnob!” Robyn says back and the pair start debating the differences.

Emma silently chuckles with the others and she grins at Alex who raises her glass of zero percent beer at her.

Emma toasts back to her and sips her pepsi max, secretly wishing she could have some wine with this meal. But she wants to support and honour the Superfriends’ sobriety.

Finally the meal ends and mostly everyone feels stuffed from the yummy food.

“Oh man, I can’t eat another bite.” Ben leans back in his chair, tapping his stomach.

“Speak for yourself!” Kara laughs and grabs another roasted potato from the tray. Robyn watches her with veiled interest.

“So is that no to dessert?” Alex asks Ben who huffs out like a horse.

“Probably not for a little bit.” He stretches and smiles at Eliza. “Thank you for this wonderful meal. I didn’t believe Kara when she said it tops thanksgiving.”

“Thank you Ben.”

Emma raises her glass to her Mom and the others copy her, sending their thanks.

“Sooooo, presents?” Ruby asks with a grin, making everyone chuckle and they head back into the back room.

Emma, Nia and Ayla quickly load the dishwasher, much to Eliza’s annoyance, but they argue that she should sit and relax because she did most of the hard work with cooking. Once they plan the different loads they make the coffees and bring them over with mints to the sofas and settle back down.

Alex kneels by the tree again and picks up a small ring box.

“So-”

“Actually, Alex, can I give you mine?” Sam asks and Alex's head snaps to her in confusion.

“Er, sure?”

“Okay, well, a lot has happened since thanksgiving and I want to do this properly, mainly because I didn’t have everyone’s blessing at the time.” Sam smiles over at Emma and kneels in front of Alex. “I cannot imagine waking up without you by my side, we’ve been through a lot but with you by my side, I know I can face anything. You are my whole world and-” Sam pulls out a ring box and opens it. “Alexandra Danvers, will you marry me?”

Alex bursts into laughter and tears as she nods. “Of course!” They kiss and hold each other. Alex pulls away and laughs again. “I wondered where my ring went!” Sam slides it onto Alex’s finger and beams at her. “And actually-” Alex picks up the ring box beside her. “You beat me to it. Again.”

Sam chuckles and Emma snuggles happily into Diana’s side.

“Growing up, I knew something was missing but I could never figure out what it was. It was like this little hole in my heart and when I met you, that hole started to fill and heal. When you told me you loved me I felt whole. You complete me and I never want to go a day without you by my side.” Alex opens the box, revealing a beautiful oval diamond ring. “Samatha Aries, will you do me the absolute honour in marrying me?”

Sam sniffs as tears roll down her cheeks and she nods quickly. “Yes! Yes!”

Emma claps with the Superfriends and beams at the pair, wiping her own face which is wet with tears. She places a hand over her heart and feels grateful to have witnessed the proposal.

She snuggles happily into her girlfriend, but her eyes instinctively seek out emotional green ones before snapping away. She does notice how Lena fiddles with the long necklace but turns her thoughts back to Sam and Alex as they break apart and face the group.

“Congratulations!” J’onn cheers and claps with everyone.

“Thank you.” Alex beams and Sam stays by her side. “Shall we open more presents or?”

“PLEASEEEE!” Ruby whines jokingly and Alex reaches for one.

“Pwesents! Pwesents!” Mary claps and soon the room is filled with wrapping paper again.

Emma screws some tightly in her hand as Nia admires a necklace Emma got her. The blonde takes aim and throws the ball at Alex’s head.

“OW!” Alex yelps and Emma snorts, raising her hands to protect herself when Alex throws it back.

“Girls!” Eliza says strictly and tries to hide the smile on her face as Mary picks some paper up and tries throwing it at Alex.

“Can you slide the really big box over?” Emma signs and Alex points at a small one.

“This one?”

Emma rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

“Oh, you mean, this one?” Alex points at an even smaller one, making some chuckle. Emma raises an eyebrow and Alex gives in, sliding the big, long box over. Emma turns to Robyn and motions for her to open it.

“That’s really for me? Oh no, Em, you’ve already gotten me so much I couldn’t possibly-”

Emma places her hand on Robyn’s shoulder.

Taking a deep breath Robin leans down and starts pulling the wrapping paper off. Opening the lid she freezes.

“No, you didn’t…” Robyn’s voice is low and her face scrunches up as her eyes fill with tears.

“What is it?” Ruby asks and tries to see.

Robyn unlocks the guitar case and delicately lifts up a beautiful acoustic guitar, placing it on her lap. “Em, I-”

“Please accept it. You helped me so much when I was in my darkest moments. This is the least I could do.”

Alex, Kara and Lena watch Emma sign and all three of their shoulders fall.

Robyn leans over and kisses Emma’s cheek. “Thank you.” She plucks the strings. “You’ve already tuned it?”

Emma nods with a grin and leans back into Diana’s arms. She looks over at her sisters, who immediately perk up, hiding there crestfallen expressions.

“Can you play something for us, please?” Lucy asks excitedly.

Robyn obliges and starts playing Leave Your Lover by Sam Smith.

Emma bobs her head along and starts breathing with the notes. Suddenly a hum escapes her lips and she shoots up.

Robyn smiles at her and keeps strumming.

“Try again.” Diana whispers and rests her chin on Emma’s shoulder

Emma swallows and breathes along with the chorus, she manages to hum a few more notes before her voice gives out again.

Robyn finishes the song and everyone claps. Kara takes her glasses off to wipe under her eyes and Robyn studies her intently.

“Wow!” Lucy smiles. “That was amazing!” Robyn’s cheeks heat up and she shyly ducks her head.

Diana sniffs and Emma turns her face to her. “I didn’t think I’d ever hear your voice like that.”

“I agree, it’s encouraging.” Brainy gives them a relieved smile.

Robyn continues to strum the guitar as more gifts are handed out and she watches Kara shyly hand Ben her present. He opens it and beams at her.

“Wow! Thank you honey.” He leans over and gently kisses her lips. Kara pulls away with a giddy smile and goes to point at the different camera lenses when Robyn calls over to her.

“Hey Kara?”

Kara’s eyes snap to the brunette. “Yea?” Kara answers and fiddles with her glasses.

“Has anyone ever told you how much you look like Supergirl?”

Everyone momentarily freezes before Kara bursts out laughing. “They have actually but I’m nowhere near as pretty as her, so-”

“Nah you are just as pretty. Maybe it’s the glasses?” Robyn tilts her head and Emma glances over at J’onn. He nods, confirming that Robyn has connected the dots.

“Have you met Supergirl?” Ruby asks intrigued.

“I have actually! Quite up close too.” Robyn continues to pluck the strings and grins. “I was minding my own business in my flat, apartment for you guys, when suddenly Supergirl crashed through my wall looking for Emma! Dust covered every surface leaving a nice Supergirl hole.”

“Hey! It was through your balcony window!” Kara cries out and Robyn’s smile widens. Seeing this Kara stutters and her eyes grow as large as plates.

“How would you know that?” Robyn teases.

“Because I work closely with Supergirl and-”

“Kara, it’s fine, she figured it out.” J’onn tries to reassure her.

“But? How?” Nia asks and Lucy looks at Robyn in awe.

“Well, maybe don’t carry scolding hot trays with your bare hands that would singe the skin off mere mortals? Just a suggestion.” Robyn shugs. “Oh and Emma getting superpowers and how upset you were that you had just missed her, that was a big giveaway.” Robyn says. “Next you’re gonna tell me Diana is Wonder Woman!”

When her comment doesn’t get a reaction Robyn’s head snaps to Emma and Diana and she stops playing.

“You’re-?”

“Yup.” Diana says with a sly grin.

“And I got drunk at Thanksgiving and said how sexy Wonder Woman was and how she is on my list?”

“You did.” Diana says in a low, seductive voice, causing Emma to jokingly wrap her arms possessively around her, making Diana chuckle.

“I need a drink.” Robyn groans and drops her head. “This is a lot to take in.”

Lucy gets up and sits beside the brunette. “Welcome to the club.” She bumps her shoulder into the Brit.

“Thanks.”

“We’ll save the mountains of paperwork you’ll need to sign for later.” Lucy teases.

“Hmm, I figured.” Robyn raises her head and looks over at Kara. “I promise your secret is safe with me.”

“Thank you.” Kara says gratefully and Ben places an arm around her protectively.

“Who wants dessert?” Eliza asks to break the tension and everyone responds positively.

Emma nuzzles her face into Diana’s and smiles at her.

“Oh and Emma?” Eliza calls causing her daughter to spin around and face her. “Would it be a good idea to set Robyn’s bed up in your room? There’s another blow up mattress we haven’t used yet.”

Emma nods and goes to stand. “Shall I come with you?” Diana asks and Emma nods again.

“I’ll bring my bag up too.” Robyn gently places her new guitar in the case and follows the couple upstairs. “This house is seriously amazing. You grew up here?”

Emma nods and opens her bedroom door.

“Oh wow.” Robyn exclaims as she looks around and Emma and Diana clear a space for her by Diana’s side of the bed which has the most room.

Emma grabs the box containing the blow up mattress but it seems to be wedged tight. They laugh and try to wrestle it free for a while until a soft knock sounds on the door.

Diana and Robyn are unable to answer with how much they are laughing so Emma goes to open the door, revealing a nervous looking Alex.

“Hey, do you mind if we talk?” Alex motions to the office she and Sam are sleeping in.

Emma nods and signs to the two brunettes that she’ll be back. She follows her sister and sits on the bed by the window.

“Alright, so-” Alex runs a hand through her hair and sits facing Emma. “I have another present for you but I’d rather you open it in private.” Alex reaches under her pillow and pulls out a wrapped book.

Emma takes it and unwraps it. She tilts her head at the journal in her hands.

“Open it.” Alex says softly and Emma complies. Revealing pages upon pages of Alex’s handwriting, doodles and photographs. “I know I did the video logs but this felt right. To write down my thoughts, memories, how I feel about certain things. I wanted to make it up to you for reading yours.”

Emma closes the book and opens her arms to her sister. They embrace and hold onto each other for a while until Diana knocks on the door.

“Hey, we managed to get the bed set up and your Mom wants to know what desserts you want?”

“Thank you. We will be down in a moment.” Emma signs and Diana closes the door behind her. “Thank you.” Emma signs to her sister and sniffs heavily.

“You’re welcome. I mean, it should come with a warning before you read it and then you’ll probably want to throw it across the room or burn it cause I really go into some detail about certain things and-”

Emma places her hand on top of Alex’s to help her sister’s ramble. “Take a breath.”

Alex does so and laughs. “We better go get some dessert before it’s all gone!”

Emma nods and takes Alex’s hand, momentarily placing the journal in her room before they head downstairs together.

“Finally!” Kara yells happily. “Eliza wouldn’t start serving until you’d come back down.”

“I want everyone to be treated equally.” Eliza explains with a wink. “Who wants pie and who wants yule log?” Eliza calls out and Emma motions for the cinnamon apple pie. The plates are passed around and the group eats while the presents continue to be opened.

“Thank you for the painting.” Diana whispers softly. She had been surprised when Alex had called her name and it was a gift from Emma. “I’m guessing you painted it while I was at work?”

Emma nods and nuzzles her cheek again.

“And this one is for Lena!” Alex stretches to give the stunned raven haired woman the small present.

“Oh.” Lena whispers and reads the label.

‘Dear Lena, happy christmas. Emma x’

Emma nervously watches Lena carefully open the gift with shaking fingers and when she pulls the paper back, her eyes widen when the bracelet is revealed. Lena remains frozen as she stares at it.

“Lee?” Sam asks and leans over. “Oh-” Sam gasps out when she sees the design on the bracelet. “That’s… pretty.”

“Can we see?” Kara asks. “Put it on!”

Lena does so, with the help of Sam due to her fingers trembling so much and holds her wrist up.

Lena’s eyes connect with Emma and the familiar warmth spreads through her. “Thank you.” Lena says softly and plays with the chain on her neck. Emma nods and lets out the breath she had been holding. She also doesn’t realise how tightly Diana is holding her, or the barely there scowl on her face as she analyses the bracelet.

Alex’s eyes flick between the three women and starts to sense an unease, like a growing tension appears between them. She turns to her fiancé who gently shakes her head and reaches for another gift. “This one is for-”

The gift opening continues until there are no more presents left under the tree.

“Oh sweetheart, this is too much.” Eliza looks at her little pile and the other little piles around the room but Emma continues to smile.

“It’s different things from our trip to Europe.” Emma explains. “You should have seen the amount Diana and I bought each other!” She turns to smile at her girlfriend but catches a sad look in Diana’s eyes that quickly disappears. Emma tilts her head questioningly but Diana ignores it.

“Oh yea, it almost became a game to see if we could buy items for each other without each other knowing!” Diana laughs, but to Emma, it sounds forced.

“Must have been nice seeing all those different cultures?” Nia says wishfully.

“The best.” Diana says, gently squeezing Emma’s hand.

���What’s for dinner?” Kara asks, making Eliza chuckle.

“It’s leftovers and I baked some bread this morning.”

Kara springs to her feet and goes to help Eliza get the spread ready. Alex and Sam quickly follow to help and Emma motions at Robyn to get her attention off Lucy for a moment.

“Do you want to play together?” Emma signs and points at the piano.

“Yea!” Robyn grins, she grabs her new guitar and the pair head to the piano.

Emma starts playing and Robyn joins in. Filling the room with beautiful, soothing melodies. The Superfriends listen and move or tap along.

The pair play a few songs until the food is ready. Once they finish the last notes the group applaud them.

“Thank you, thank you very much!” Robyn grins and Emma turns around to smile at them. Her eyes search for Diana, but her girlfriend is no longer in the room.

“She went outside.” J’onn softly tells her and Emma nods her thanks.

Opening the back door Emma spots Diana leaning against the railing, watching the sea move in the distance, reflecting the bright moonlight.

Emma approaches and stands beside her, making her presence known. But Diana keeps her gaze fixed on the horizon.

Emma shuffles her feet, feeling slightly anxious by the silent treatment but brushes it off as her insecurities playing tricks on her and just tries to enjoy the moment. Emma places her head on Diana’s shoulder and smiles when Diana gently kisses her.

“I love you, Astéri.” Diana whispers and Emma squeezes her hand.

They continue to stand in silence until the door opens behind them, making Emma straighten. “Heya!” Nia waves. “Sorry to bother you, we are thinking of playing a game. Do you wanna join?”

Emma gazes at Diana who looks back at her before nodding at Nia. “Sounds good.”

“Yay!” Nia claps and goes back into the house announcing to the group the couple were joining them.

Diana goes to follow but Emma keeps a hold of her hand, causing Diana to look back at her.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, sorry, it’s just been a crazy day.”

“I know right? How about tomorrow it is just us? We go for a hike, take a picnic, just you and I.”

Diana gives her a small smile and nods. “That sounds nice.”

Emma smiles back and leads Diana into the house. They grab some food and settle back on the sofa as Winn sets up the Playstation game ‘That’s you!’

Laughter erupts as they make their own profiles and take their photos. Some use the filters and create funny illusions that Emma likens to the mirrors you see at carnivals. The first round begins and questions get asked. The group have to type their answers into their devices, some from being reasonably sensible to utterly ridiculous and everyone votes on their favourite.

Emma ends up in the lead as the second round begins. It is a drawing round and Emma’s photo gets picked. She sits back and waits for everyone to draw whatever the subject is and silently chuckles at the level of concentration on their faces. Finally each drawing is revealed and everyone cheers and laughs at the different pieces of artwork. Next it is Emma’s role to choose her favourite and she pauses while deciding which one to go for.

“Come on Em!” Ben yells. “You know which one you need to choose!”

“Yea, not the one with the red hat!” Kara quips cheekily causing Ben to give her a look of betrayal.

“You’re gonna run out of time.” J’onn warns Emma and she looks between two she likes the look of. Finally she chooses, revealing the artist’s name.

“Ah well done Lena!” Eliza cheers and the raven haired woman smiles at her.

Diana shuffles a bit beside Emma and a new round begins. This time questions are asked who would be more likely to do something.

“Who’d order takeout and pretend they cooked it?” Lucy reads out and Emma grins.

She presses Alex’s name and waits.

The tokens get revealed and Alex stares at the screen with an open mouth due to almost everyone choosing her. “I would not!”

“Sure babe.” Sam giggles and kisses Alex’s cheek.

“Who’d schedule every hour of your easy-going roadtrip?” Kara reads out and immediately shares a knowing look with Emma. They press their phones at the same time and wait.

“Well I know this one is definitely not me.” Alex says assuringly and waits for the tokens to fall. “WHAT?!” Alex yells in outrage when all but her chosen token falls on her. “I can be easy going!”

Emma lets out a burst of air from her mouth which suddenly transforms into a laugh. Everyone's heads snap to hers and the room is uplifted with a buzz of happiness. The round continues and Emma is still one of the front runners, closely followed by Brainy and Lena.

“Ooo it’s the drawing round!” Lucy exclaims as the last round begins and poses with her phone. Each contestant has been given a different instruction of how to pose.

Emma ignores her phone for a moment and raises her hand to feel her throat, still unused to the sensation of her vocal cords working.

The seed of hope within her feels like it’s starting to grow and bloom and Emma starts to believe in it.

Glancing down at her phone she snorts at the text saying she needed to take a photo of her looking angelic. She takes the photo and waits for the round to begin. They have a limited amount of time to draw a bit on each photo until the round ends and a winner is chosen.

The Superfriends howl with laughter at some of the results and Emma silently laughs with them. Feeling happy that today has turned out so well.

(Part Fifty Eight)

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Fic Masterlist (Updated 03/26)

That there music note leads you to a gay playlist. Listen wisely.

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Yelena Belova

Habits ♫ (Series)

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Rating: E (Explicit! 18+ only!)

Word Count (main series): 41.8k (including one-shots): 44.4k (so far)

Warnings: Fuckboy!Yelena; P0rn Without Plot p0rn with a lil plot; Childhood Bestfriend!Natasha; Reader basically gets railed idk; Reader’s parents also suck but they don’t matter much; Selfish Fic for Me Myself and I

Synopsis: It’s been a few years since you last saw your childhood best friend, Natasha, and her little sister, Yelena. Transferring colleges leads to you needing a roommate, and that roommate just so happens to be Natasha. Not much has changed between you, you’re still thick as thieves. Her sister, however, is a completely different story.

| Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four |

One-Shots:

| Needy (ao3) |

Just Call My Name / I’m Yours To Tame (series smh)

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Rating: E (Explicit, minors DNI)

Word Count: 1.8k (so far)

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort; sad sex; this is literally sad as fuck, yall on twitter said you wanted this but u did not realize this was entirely just SADNESS lmfao; soft smut lowkey; i’d like to think this is a tasteful reincarnation/soulmate au but it’s extremely cheesy

Synopsis: Yelena hasn’t allowed herself to be selfish in centuries. When a face reappears after centuries of loneliness, she doesn’t quite know what to do with herself.

| Part One | Part Two | Part Three |

Kate Bishop

Down Bad

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Rating: E (Explicit!! 18+ only!)

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: R is a magic painter whaaat; R is also thirsty af for Kate; Gay Panic; Muscle Fixation (if that’s even a thing lmao); Natasha is THE wingwoman of the century; Kidnapping (but like, it’s chill); Basically p0rn without plot; Oral (r receiving); Fingering (r receiving) and yuh yuh!

Synopsis: You’ve got a tiny (big) crush on your father’s new prodigée. Lucky for you, Auntie Natasha is here to help. (aka: the one where you’re down bad for Kate Bishop so you get railed by her)

Dawnbringer (series)

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Rating: E (Explicit eventually, 18+)

Word Count (so far): 5.3k

Warnings: Slowburn; Dark Themes; Supernatural Creatures; Werewolf Tropes; Vague Prophecies; Legions of the Undead; Vampiric Overlords; Sapphic Pining; Gay Panic; Apocalyptic Scenarios; Angst/Hurt/Comfort/Happy Ending

Synopsis: After an uneventful party, your night becomes a whole lot more eventful when an encounter with an enormous blue-eyed wolf places you in the middle of an ancient prophecy and a world you never knew existed. Can you fight against fate itself, or will you let legend control your destiny?

| Part One | Part Two |

Carol Danvers

Falling In Love (and Other Clichés)

Rating: M (Mature)

Word Count: 9.7k

Warnings: Light Smut; Hints of Homophobia; Fluff & Pining

Synopsis: You need a date to your ex’s wedding (to your cousin); Carol volunteers, and a whole lot of feelings bubble to the surface.

Perks of the Job 

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Rating: E (Explicit) 18+

Word Count: 5.6k (so far)

Warnings: porn without plot basically; smut; slight daddy kink; ceo carol danvers au; also tony stark shits on dongal trumpet (not literally i just realized how bad that seems after everything else. i meant verbally); oral (reader receiving); Carol being a cocky little shit; ooc wanda probably

Synopsis: You’re expected to take the mantle as CEO of Stark Industries, being not only the daughter of Tony himself, but also one of the top employees. You work your ass off all day for the company, and how does your father repay you? By cutting off your bank accounts, to ‘teach you a lesson’, and practically giving you away to the CEO of a rival company until a proper deal is made between the two. Out of your annoyance blooms a scandalous affair.

Part One

Kara Danvers

Sweet Tooth

Rating: M

Word Count: 4.9k

Warnings: Dark!Fic. Descriptive grotesque monsters and violence; my potty mouth again; my thirst in general; TW: Food Service Industry (Coffeeshop AU but i romanticize NOTHING about being a barista)

Synopsis: You’ve got a crush on a regular. Unfortunately, in a world full of superhumans and aliens, normalcy is simply not an option - not even for a lowly barista such as yourself.

Darcy Lewis

Bar Fries (and Other Drunk Blessings)

Rating: M

Word Count: 4.8k

Warnings: Hella Gay Tropes! Darcy is my wife goodbye. Literally nothing is bad abt this it’s basically fluff with very light pining. this is the comfort fic i fuckin need lmao

Synopsis: You get a drunk phone call at 4am from a very pissed off astrophysicist who loves to rant about lost bar fries and stolen iPods. Your brother tries to set you up with a girl who tased him.

Wanda Maximoff

Cast A Spell (On You)

Rating: M

Part I | Part 2 coming soon?

Word Count: 3.2k (so far)

Warnings: Reincarnation AU, general gay topes, just SAD

Synopsis: Curses are all fun and games ‘til you pull the short end of the stick. AKA: The Soulmate AU absolutely nobody asked for, combined with the 5+1 fic nobody asked for

Diana Prince

Revelation: XIV ♫ (Series)

Rating: M (Mature)

Word Count: 19.5k

Warnings: Past Trauma; Child Experimentation; Memory Loss; Graphic Flashbacks of Torture; Themes of Death and Dying; Slowburn AF; Angst AF; Happy Ending but Wow It’s Somber

Synopsis: If anyone were to ask Diana Prince if she believed in angels, she’d laugh in their faces. If anyone were to tell her she’d be protecting one, she’d never believe them. Yet, here you are, a dead girl come back to life with no memories of your violent past and divine powers that Diana has never witnessed before. Can you unlock the secrets of your memories and your destiny before you’re captured again, or will you be lost forever?

| One | Two | Three | Four | coming soon |

Natasha Romanoff

Everything Stays  ♫ (Series)

Rating: Mostly M, Some E (Mature, but there will be smut in later parts)

Word Count: 14.8k (so far)

Warnings: Hella Dark, Vampire AU, Lowkey Horror; I basically did to Van Helsing what Wynonna Earp did to Wyatt Earp (Historical Fanfic? Even if Helsing wasn’t real,,,); Existential Dread, always babes; There will be pron. i’ll tell u when but pls read the dang descriptions

Synopsis: You awaken after a century long slumber as the monster your family was destined to destroy. This, unfortunately, can only mean one thing: your greatest enemy is awake, too, and growing stronger. Can you save the world again, despite being the very creature you despise?

| One | Two | Three | Four | coming soon |

5 Times You Fell For Natasha & The One Time Natasha Falls

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Rating: M (Mature)

Word Count: 5.8k

Warnings: Mentions of Past Trauma / Child Experimentation; Fluff; Pining

Synopsis: As the newest Avenger, you find yourself becoming best friends with the Black Widow. Your bond is unlike most, and it isn’t long before you begin questioning your feelings for her. AKA the 5+1 fic we’ve all read before but I’m doing it anyway

Take My Breath Away

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Rating: T (Teen & Up for Cursing uwu)

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: I’m-Sick-But-Refuse-To-Admit-It Trope; Fluff; Soft af

Synopsis: Natasha has the flu and to avoid her wrath, the Avengers decide to go on a top secret mission. Unfortunately, either because you’re the newest member of the group or because Natasha always seems to fixate on you, you’re tasked with staying behind and taking care of her. You may have bitten off more than you can chew.

To Mend (Request)

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Rating: T (Teen & Up for my POTTY MOUTH)

Word Count: 5.1k

Warnings: Post-Breakup, Will-They-Wont-They, Angst, Fluffy Ending?, Mentions of Nat’s Trauma

Synopsis: You and Natasha broke up years ago when you decided to sign up for a Super Soldier program. Now, you’re asked to join the Avengers - which, inevitably, means confronting your ex and the heartache that you’ve totally, 100% dealt with.

The Problem (With Crushes)

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Rating: Explicit (18+ only!!)

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: Natasha Romanoff Is A Brat And We All Know It; And She Has A Praise Kink (Change My Mind You Can’t); Smut; P0rn With (Minimal) Plot; Nothing kinky this time sorry guys uwu just pron; OH ALSO there’s slight gore but not really that bad or detailed

Synopsis: You finally take your place at your brother’s side by joining the Avengers, and thankfully, you get along with almost everyone. Almost.

For Funsies / Multi Ship

12 Days of Holiday Fics

Rating: VARIES. 1-5 is rated G for General Audiences, everything else ABSOLUTELY THE FUCK IS NOT! minors dni with those!

Word Count (So Far): 31k

Synopsis: It’s the holidays. I wrote some short fics. Some are fluff, some aren’t. I’d say it’s about 50/50 LSKDFJF because i genuinely cannot help myself

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |

[narraboths]

sir, your autumn kara luks on the tweeters slaps. thanks for the mental imagery of dapper kara making hearts go pitter patter with those, especially the elbow patch one. i feel like lena would go heart eyes if kara wore those.

[the tweet, for reference]

Lena loves the fall.

It’s not because of the crunchy leaves or the explosion of colors as the trees turn from green to yellow and red and orange, nor is it due to any fondness for the closeness of Halloween.

She does appreciate all of that, sure, just as she appreciates the cooler temperatures instead of the sweltering summer heat, even if her hands tend to get cold in the autumnal chill. (That part’s quickly remedied by complaining to Kara whenever possible and enjoying the warmth of her girlfriend’s strong hands gently wrapping around her own in turn.)  But the reason why she loves the fall – has grown to love it, rather, is thanks to something much more simple; a smaller, yet infinitely more delightful facet of her life.

It’s Kara’s autumn wardrobe.

Lena delights in any and all of Kara’s clothes, of course: the crisp dress shirts and goofy-patterned ties at the office, the tightly-fitted majesty of the supersuit, the soft cardigans and comfy joggers at home. (And her birthday suit, too, as Lena likes to quip, just to watch Kara blush and sputter.) There isn’t an article of clothing in her closet that wouldn’t send Lena’s heart racing.

But there is something special about the tweeds and wool suits and impossibly soft jumpers Kara starts donning come September, something about how cozy and warm Kara looks while cutting just as handsome a figure as ever. There’s something that Lena just likes about the material of her suits proving ever so scratchy against her cheeks when they hug and Lena presses her face against Kara’s shoulder, the comforting warmth of Kara’s own body combined with her cable-knit sweaters when Lena sneaks her hands underneath them. It’s so impossibly, unquestionably Kara.

–

She looks as incredibly snuggly as ever now, in a brown suit and beige sweater, her cheeks ruddy and her close-cropped locks ever so slightly wind-swept; altogether dreamy. They’ve been strolling for half an hour before, slowly, huddled together, enjoying each other’s company in a gentle, contented silence that Lena never thought she’d make her own. But Kara works miracles. 

Though it’s a clear, sunny day, the air is crisp, and Kara has been only happy to let Lena snuggle up to her on a bench, wrapping an arm tightly around her girlfriend’s shoulders to hold her close, while her other hand is cradling some pumpkin drink monstrosity. Lena rests her head on Kara’s shoulder, the scent of dry leaves and cold air mixing in her nose with Kara’s cologne, familiar, comforting. Kara watches the park around them, and Lena finds her gaze stuck on Kara’s face in turn, regarding her as Kara follows the flight of birds over the pond, drinking in the little smile that plays on Kara’s lips every time a dog passes them by. It makes Lena smile too, bright and sappy, makes a warmth spread through her chest as if she drank mulled wine. 

It’s perfect.

“Your nose is turning red,” Kara suddenly says, turning her eyes back to Lena and raising a hand to stroke Lena’s cheek. She’s smiling, too, and Lena’s heart only beats faster. “You know I can fly us back to our apartment in a second.”

“I’m not cold,” Lena protests. She tucks her head down, against Kara’s chest, burrowing closer into the smooth wool of her sweater and Kara chuckles, pressing a kiss to the crown of Lena’s head.

“Is that why you’re snuggling me like I’m your personal heater?”

“You are my personal heater,” Lena mumbles into her chest, then raises her head again. Kara’s staring down at her with a fond smile, looking so impossibly handsome that Lena forgets whatever clever thing she was going to say. “One might even say you’re super-hot.”

Kara bursts out laughing.

“Oh my God, that was terrible,” she groans, her shoulders shaking, and leans forward to kiss the tip of Lena’s nose. “How long have you been working on that, baby?”

“Are you saying my lines don’t work on you, Miss Danvers?” Lena retorts, raising an eyebrow as she finds her footing again. Kara only grins, falling into their well-practiced rhythm with ease.

“I don’t know,” she pretends to muse, her thumb stroking along the line of Lena’s jaw. “Maybe we could go home, you could try some more, and see where it goes.”

Lena hums, reaching out to fiddle with the lapels of Kara’s jacket, feigning a long, thorough consideration while Kara’s smile grows only ever wider.

“Well,” she finally sighs and nips at Kara’s bottom lip, meeting Kara’s yelp of surprise with a smirk of her own. “If you insist.”