#karamel fanfictions

[natalievoncatte]

Kara had been pacing for hours. With every step she took, the anxiety was worse, and if she didn’t stop soon she was afraid she’d wear a groove in her floor.

Lena had Kryptonite.

Why did Lena have Kryptonite?

Why was Lena gathering the only thing that could hurt her? The best way to kill her?

Fuming, Kara stormed back and forth, rubbing at her arms as her heart raced. She couldn’t imagine Lena ever harming her. They’d had brunch that morning! They’d chatted and gossiped and Kara had laughed at a tiny bit of crème on the tip of Lena’s nose, and her heart had swelled in her chest when she imagined flicking it off with a finger.

(She wondered if her lips would taste like sugar and spice and everything nice)

When Alex had told her, Kara had protested, objected, shouted, and finally Alex had left her alone to “work it out” but told her they had to do something, and soon.

Kara had to know.

Why?

She couldn’t stand it anymore. It was like a full body itch, wriggling beneath her skin from scalp to soles. If she didn’t get an answer she’d lose her mind.

Kara reached for her suit, hanging crisply pressed from the same clothing rack as her work outfits, but stopped, fingers curling around nothing.

She couldn’t do this as Supergirl. Lena would be hostile, defensive, clam up and shut her down. No, this was a job for Kara. That was what she told herself when she shrugged into a cardigan and set off, walking rather than flying across town.

Kara traveled as a human traveled, slowly. Her part of town was vibrant, with music and excitement spilling from hip bars. The tang of booze and the sharp acrid bite of tobacco smoke lashed at her as she passed.

She reached downtown and walked down the street, hugging herself and rubbing at her arms as if against a chill. It was quieter here, the offices and towers empty near midnight. As she passed Noonan’s, she briefly paused to study the chairs as they sat atop the tables and the empty space where she’d once slung lattes and pastries before somehow getting sucked into Cat Grant’s mad world.

She saw her own reflection in the dark glass and adjusted her glasses before moving on.

Lena’s building had doormen and one of them recognized her.

“Miss Danvers?” he said. His name was Todd or Rod or maybe… she didn’t remember. “Miss Luthor isn’t expecting guests.”

“I was just in the neighborhood.”

“It’s a bit late for an evening stroll.”

Nevertheless he stepped inside and returned a moment later, ushering her to the elevator. The light for Lena’s floor was lit. She’d called it up herself.

When the doors opened and Kara stepped out, Lena’s door stood open, spilling light out.

“Kara?” Lena asked softly, “It’s so late. What’s wrong?”

Kara froze, her resolve slipping away as easily as the moisture on her tongue as her mouth went dry. Lena was dressed in silk pajama bottoms and a silk top that left her shoulders bare and a flowing silk robe, all green. Her hair was down and fell over her shoulders in inky waves.

Kara could only stare until Lena’s hand curled around her arm and guided her inside. She closed the door behind them and offered Kara a glass of water.

She drained it.

“Kara, what is it? You look terrified.”

Kara looked at her, really looked at her, hearing Lena’s heart quicken as she did. Lena looked away sharply, a soft pink dusting her pale cheeks.

“Are you alright?”

“I have to ask you a question,” said Kara, “and once I ask it I can’t un-ask it.”

Lena swallowed hard, then went to pour herself a scotch, downing two fingers neat in just three gulps.

“Are you going to ask me about the Kryptonite?”

Kara flinched. Lena looked away from her, turning the glass in her hand, trying to hide the shaking.

“Yes.”

Lena slowly, deliberately placed the glass on the counter and shifted herself onto one of the kitchen stools.

“I should be glad it’s you she sent,” said Lena. “Agent Danvers would probably just shoot me first and ask questions later.”

“She? Sent? What do you mean?”

“Supergirl,” said Lena. “I know you’re at least acquainted. I always wondered how, if she knew you first or your sister.”

“Lena, why do you have Kryptonite? Where did you get it?”

“I made it, actually,” said Lena. “It’s surprisingly simple to synthesize if you know how.”

Kara swallowed, hard.

“As to why I have it,” said Lena, “you might be the only person who will believe me.”

“Go on.”

“I’m testing a method of destroying Kryptonite that renders it inert and harmless. It could also be used to destroy the mineral in large quantities or create a lightweight protective layer in Supergirl’s suit.”

“Does it work?”

“It works.”

“But you haven’t told Supergirl.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

Still staring at the glass, Lena turned it on the countertop, the thick base making faint scraping sounds against the marble counter.

“Because she wouldn’t. I think when we first met she was suspicious but then really believed that I was trying to help, but lately she’s been suspicious and distant, and questions everything I do, even after Medusa.”

Kara felt a pang of guilt in your chest.

“You’re right,” Kara sighed. “She would. She has been… she’s been struggling for a while now. Things are more complicated and she was hurt after… you’re right, and she owes you an apology.”

“It’s not like we’re friends,” said Lena. “It’s not like I had brunch with her this morning.”

Kara froze, going very still.

“I’m not an idiot,” Lena said, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Think about it. Supergirl’s best friend just happens to be the sister of the deputy director of the D.E.O., who regularly works with Supergirl. Supergirl’s best fiend is who has having coffee with her just when two goons happened to toss me off my own balcony. In the middle of the night. Supergirl’s best friend who is also Superman’s cousin, just like Supergirl is his cousin.”

“I… but I never said I was…”

“You’re Clark’s cousin and Clark is Superman. Lex has known for ten years, Kara. I already knew.”

Kara hugged herself tighter.

“Also,” said Lena, “you flat out told me you can fly on the day we met.”

“Oh,” Kara said softly.

“Oh,” said Lena.

“Were you going to say something?”

“I liked having a best friend. I like Kara.”

“I am Kara.”

Lena looked at her, and she felt herself shrink.

“Do you believe me about the Kryptonite?”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“If you wanted to hurt me by now, you would have. Besides, I… I just do.”

“I have never understood why you can be so harsh to me with that stupid suit on and so kind to me the rest of the time.”

Kara looked away, as her lip began to tremble.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Lena. I wish I’d told you sooner, after Medusa or after Metallo almost exploded in our faces. I know I’ve been acting differently lately and I’m sorry.”

Kara turned back and saw that Lena was crying, a tear glittering on her cheek. A sharp, cruel pain lanced through her, like a knife parting her flesh from her ribs. She took a halting half step forward, stopped, then closed the distance, lightly resting her hand on Lena’s back. Feeling her body heat beneath the silk was intoxicating, and Kara felt her head spin.

“Did you come here to tell me?” said Lena.

“I came because I was scared, and angry. I’m tired of losing things. Places. People. I was so scared that Alex and James were right and I was being stupid about you.”

Lena snorted. “Oh of course.”

“The first time I ever saw you, I had this feeling, this… I can’t even put it into words. It was like remembering something I’d forgotten I knew. That same day when Clark said you were up to something, I told him off.”

Lena turned to look at her, one eyebrow raised.

“Is that feeling why you couldn’t leave me alone?”

“Yes,” Kara whispered.

Lena turned her body on the stool, facing her, and slipped off onto her heels. She stood mere inches from Kara now, looking up at her. With Kara standing in her sneakers and Lena barefoot, the height difference forced Kara to look down at her.

It was unbearable. The softness of her soft pink lips, the elegant rake of her jaw, her chin and throat and collarbones demanding kisses. She was so tiny and vulnerable and soft.

“You’re so damned rash and impulsive and headstrong,” said Lena. “Lex is going to kill you. He already wanted to kill you to spite your cousin, but now it’s worse because he knows. He casually dropped it in conversation and he caught my tell.”

“Your tell?”

Lena’s fingers walked up Kara’s chest and fiddled with her collar, playing with the top button.

“If I can figure out who you are, he can too. He has, I’m sure.”

“Lena,” Kara said.

“I won’t let him hurt you. The Luthors took everything and everyone from me and he can’t have you too!”

Kara froze for a brief moment, going very quiet. She swallowed hard as Lena looked away from her gaze, pointedly staring into her chest.

“Tell me they’re wrong,” Kara whispered.

“I would never hurt you.”

“Lex isn’t going to do anything to me,” said Kara.

She had, almost without realizing, slid her arm around Lena’s waist and now Lena was a soft weight pressed to her chest, heart fluttering between them like a tiny bird. Kara touched Lena’s jaw and gently tilted her face up as their eyes met.

“Kara Danvers believes in you, Lena.”

“I’m scared, Kara. He knows how I feel.”

“How do you feel?”

“For someone with fifty different types of vision, you can be incredibly blind.”

“I know how I feel,” said Kara. “You’re more than a friend to me, Lena. I can be more to you if you want me to be.”

Lena darted up and pressed a soft kiss to Kara’s lips and she was momentarily stunned, too stunned to even kiss her back until instinct took over and she pulled Lena even closer, molding their bodies together. When Lena moaned into her mouth, Kara could swear she could feel her soul briefly leave her body.

“You know, I’ve never properly thanked you for those heroic rescues,” Lena husked, her voice like a silk scarf flowering over Kara’s skin.

[theonlyblackcanary]

When someone asks how I write my fanfiction.

[iminyourhandskara]

posting the new chapter in one hour!! ❤️

[mrowmrowmrow9]

Hey guys! So, today's my birthday, and I really wanted to post something on ao3 as a sort of gift to myself but unfortunately nothing's really ready to be posted yet. So here's an excerpt of "glass hearts", something I've been working on for a while :)

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The sky is pitch-black when they finally arrive in National City and the Super Friends’ collective mood feels something similar. Despite the fact that their loved one has finally returned, the weight of the last few months sits heavily on their chests, or at least that’s how it seems to Mon-El. 

Kara is quieter than he’s ever seen her, glassy eyes staring blankly ahead as she sits under the glow of a sun lamp. He doesn’t think she even hears him enter the room. 

“Hey.” Mon-El crouches in front of her, gingerly taking her hand. “We’re here,” he tells her softly. Kara blinks a couple of times before her eyes drift over to his and she gives him a small nod of acknowledgment. 

Progress.

“Do you want to stay here for the night?” he ventures, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Or we can go home…”

Kara’s lips move silently, forming the word home as though it’s an alien concept she can’t quite comprehend. 

“...Kara?” Mon-El prompts gently.

“Yeah,” she whispers finally, voice cracking slightly. “Let’s go home.”

He helps her up, hand resting on the small of her back as they make their way out of the med bay. “Let’s go tell Alex we’re leaving, okay?”

Alex is sitting with her girlfriend when they reach the main room and stands to greet them. “Hey, you two.” She reaches out to rub Kara’s shoulder. “You thinking about heading home?”

“That alright with you?”

“Yeah, of course.” Alex ducks her head to meet Kara’s gaze. “Do you need me to stay over, or…?”

Kara shakes her head the slightest bit. “That’s okay,” she mumbles.

Alex nods, then leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to Kara’s cheek, as if she were not made of Kryptonian flesh but delicate glass, ready to shatter at any moment. “Get some rest, okay? I’m so happy you’re home.” 

Kara smiles faintly and after one last hug from Alex, they make their way to the balcony. Kara looks up at the night sky and then over at Mon-El, uncertain.

“I can carry you, if you’re tired,” he offers quickly and Kara nods, something like relief flashing in her eyes. 

The night air is cool on the way home and Mon-El can feel her shivering, hiding her face in his neck as wind whooshes by. They land in the living room and Kara steps away slightly, still holding onto him as her gaze roves over every inch of their apartment. 

“Happy to be home?” Mon-El asks gently and Kara turns back to him, eyes glazed with tears, and nods furiously. 

“Hey…” He wipes a tear from her cheek and pulls her to his chest, wrapping her in a tight hug. “It’s okay.” She hiccups against him and he feels the collar of his suit start to dampen with tears. 

After only a few seconds Kara jerks away, wiping her nose on her sleeve. “Can we just go to bed, please?” she whispers. 

Mon-El’s shoulders sag. “Of course.”

Kara sits on the edge of the bed and reaches behind to try and get her suit off, but her shaky fingers make the task difficult. After a few failed attempts, she huffs in frustration. 

“Do you want some help?” Mon-El asks hesitantly, reaching for the zipper. Kara gives up and nods, letting her arms drop. 

He helps her peel the suit off, trying not to flinch at how her skin is ice-cold to the touch. She shivers and he passes her some leggings and a warm sweater to sleep in before undressing himself. 

For a few moments they lie there in silence, side by side. Kara seems on edge, blankets clenched tightly in her fist, eyes darting around. 

“Kara.”

She turns to look at him and Mon-El scoots closer, reaching for her. “Come here.”

She curls into his waiting arms, resting her head on his chest. He feels her release a long-held breath, muscles finally relaxing. 

“Go to sleep,” he whispers and she nods against him. He tries to relax too, reminding himself that all is finally well, with Kara in his arms again.

[bi-careful]

Allie's songs

Part 30 of my karamel baby AU 'The Three Of Us'

...The music wrapped around them, took them by the hand and dressed in their innocence, but the happiness was all theirs. It filled the room, flooded the whole house and flowed out the door till it reached the third, missing figure of the trio...

[cloakndagger2]

Karamel daughter AU

[andromedasmith]

Stats tag game

Thanks to @mrowmrowmrow9 for tagging me in. It was fun to look back at these.

Most Hits: Answered. The smuttiest one. Figures.

Most Kudos: Two Steps Forward. First multi-chapter, in early 2020 when we still had hope.

Most Comments: Conversations at the Dansen Wedding (independent chapters, including some from @peggystormborn)

Most Bookmarks: Future Pasts. Oooh, it had chapter titles.

Most Words: One Step Back. I was trying for an episode-like feel here.

Fewest Words: Perpetual Ring System. Needed exactly 192 words to put my total at 100k.

[karadanversprince]

Arc 7; Chapter 5

In which Kara is in her Reputation Era, and Britt announces weekly updates for the foreseeable future (this is me trying)

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Back for an annual birthday-chapter-upload, but I'LL BE DOING THIS WEEKLY NOW! (Sorry for the short chapter)

Currently deciding what day of the week I'll be regularly posting, but your girl is back. Please read the author notes. Okay thank you, i love you, i missed you, and hugs.

[themoonfortress]

The fourth chapter of "The Only Way Out Is Through" is finally written and only needs some editing, so you can expect an update by this weekend! ;)

[sisiofthemultifandom]

Are any of y'all gonna be mad that some of my Supergirl fanfics (especially the more comics focused ones are gonna feature KaraDox(Kara X Brainy)?

P.S: I DO still love karamel but outside of the CW show I've also always loved KaraDox. I'm a MULTISHIPPER. I can enjoy both from the different medias they're featured in.

[agentsofsheilds]

What if I just decide to write for my Karamel fic and update once a year?

[weirdfanaus]

For the Safety of Our Stars Chapter 10 Aesthetic

wanna read it? tap me

[iminyourhandskara]

chapter three is done and will be posted soon😁😁 i cant wait to share it!

[mrowmrowmrow9]

This isn't part of a larger story or anything, it just popped into my head so I wrote it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

*

The cries of an unhappy infant echoed through the small office, and Kara resisted the urge to bang her head on her desk. "Shh, sweetheart, please," she begged, running a finger down her son's teary cheek. "Mama needs to get some work done..."

She'd tried everything, fed him, burped him, changed him even though his diaper had already been clean, but nothing worked. It seemed her son didn't like his mother's attention being on anything but him.

Kara sighed and gave up, closing her laptop. She reached over and grasped the edge of the baby carrier, gently rocking it back and forth. "How about I tell you a story? Would you like that?"

His crying slowed and he looked up at her with wide tearful eyes, a tiny lip trembling in a devastating pout. Kara chuckled.

"Once upon a time," she began softly, "there was a little hero who fell in love with a prince from a faraway land." A small smile curved her lips as memories trickled through her mind. "And he loved her, too, and for a while they were very happy.

"But then one day," Kara's tone grew somber, "evil forces struck, and took the little hero's prince away from her. When he finally found his way back, it was too late, and there were people who needed his help, so he couldn't stay."

The baby let out a sad little whimper, sensing his mother's melancholy.

"But," Kara continued, infusing some cheerfulness back into her voice, "even though the little hero was sad and missed her prince, she knew that everything would be okay. Because she had the sweetest little boy," she lifted him up and into her arms with a contented sigh, "in the world, to keep her company." Kara giggled as her son reached up with his little hands to play with her hair, tugging at it. "The end."

*

Not really, though, because we all know Mon would be back eventually :)

[oldestenemy]

intro / info / hi who the hell are you post

it's, honestly about time I made one of these.

hi, i'm stevie (though i'll answer to many other things if you knew me elsewhere on the internet or Here But A Different Blog), my pronouns are zie/hirs or they/them, i'm closer to 30 than 20, timezone is EST, and almost all i do all the time is think and write about The Character (and there are, so many of them to think about).

other internet presences include: writeblr, bluesky, and ao3

this blog is almost entirely chaos, sometimes i tag things, typically when i remember it's a post about doctor who (time travel is in fact not bonsai) or wizard101 (stevie is still stuck in the spiral) or the lost boys (piles of vampire bs) or disco elysium (one day i will return to your side), everything else kinda just gets thrown into the bucket. i started it because i missed having a dedicated fandom blog, and i was perhaps clogging up my writeblr with it.

my askbox is basically always open, as are my dms, be warned i am like the MOST introvert of all time but if we share an interest or a character thought i will genuinely not shut the fuck up <3

beyond that, my fanfiction also gets posted here, so as to keep my original work separated on my writeblr (though i love both pretty much equally <3) and you can see some brief overviews of those projects undercut.

(series, wip) Forever Onward, Scion - Wizard101 - my ongoing monster of a Wiz series following the Scion of Bartleby from the Wraith of Sylvia Drake through until the end (currently at the beginning of Empyrea as of 11/2024), canon divergent in many places but not too drastically until the end of arc 3-arc 4, focusing on the trauma of losing yourself to becoming a hero whether you wanted to or not, on the things you lose by existing for the will of other people, and the fact that when you are molded to be a weapon--learning to lean on others is a hard skill to hone. Eventually it will have a spinoff/companion series following the Rebuilding of the Dragonspyre Academy of Magic, which will serve as a postgame/epilogue.

(complete) we are the same (you and i) - Wizard101 - wizbat! this is smut, it's also character study, and angst, I do not know how to do anything else <3. Set immediately post!Empyrea, canon compliant but technically AU to Forever Onward, Scion. After the fight in the cave on Mandalla to "Restore his essence" the Wizard is not about to let Bat abandon them and run back to Empyrea, they have unfinished business, and unresolved tension.

(wip) In lieu of Thinking - Wizard101 - ongoing compilation of Eurydice Nightshade/Duncan Grimwater works, technically canon compliant with most of Forever Onward, Scion, though divergent from roughly Karamelle forward. I thought too hard about the parallels of the Wizard and Duncan and their respective traumas and now here we are.

(wip) Time Marches On - Kingdom Hearts - A Kairi-centric fic set post!KH3, focusing on her training under Aqua and the discovery of Vanitas in a flood-unversed form, similar to Sora's shadow heartless at the end of KH1. Follows Kairi's ongoing work towards becoming a keyblade master, and her reasons (as little as she understands them) for continuing to pursue that despite constantly being pushed to the sidelines for her own "safety". Mainly genfic but possible eventual VaniKai because I Do In Fact Have Brain Worms About Them. Implied SoRiku.

(wip) Through Another Lens - The Lost Boys - Michael Feeds AU, not original, very much a dime a dozen, but it's a momentary change that i LOVE because the whole story hinges on whether or not he can manage to stave off the bloodlust during the beach party and he can't. POV swaps between Michael and Sam, following the lost boys desire to get out from under Max's thumb, Michael's desire to not lose his family, and Sam's desire to save his brother. Again, primarily genfic, though possibly David/Michael or David/Michael/Star. Established TLB as a poly mess because in my heart that is what they are.

(complete) A Jagged Reflection - Doctor Who - a return to my Doctor/Master roots with a lovely post!Fobwatched Master deciding to lay into the Doctor for dragging him around as a companion instead of releasing him from the Chameleon Arch the second they found him. And for the Doctor's ever present habit of dropping anyone who does not fit their own view of Good. Of Right. Of self sacrificial nobility.

(complete) If Knowing Made it Better - Doctor Who - more Doctor/Master, this is specifically based on a RP I had running with my friend Kate many many years ago. John Smith/Tentoo getting ripped out of his universe due to an issue with the Metacrisis split, seeing that Koschei has been traveling with the Doctor, and losing it on him--because the last time John saw him, it was when he was dying in the Doctor's arms.

[so-long-soldier28]

just accidentally revealed i read fanfiction to my whole family

complained about the volume of supercorp fics in the karamel tag on ao3 and when my mom overheard and asked what i said, i blurted out, i can't find fics for my ship bc there's so many for the one i hate, and then stopped and had a huge, oh fuck, moment while they both nervously chuckled