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dragonmp93 · 5 years ago

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You know, even leaving Supercorp aside, the writers have made very interesting and rather confusing choices when showing us Lena’s backstory and old relationships, if they are so adamant about Lena and Kara only being friends.

So for the effects of this post, I will talk about only of events before 2x01 of the Earth-38 timeline, because god knows what happened in the Earth-Prime’s timeline between 2x01 and 5x08.

Let’s start with what we know for sure, given what the show has shown us:

- Lex Luthor tried to kill Superman, leading to his eventual defeat and ending up in jail, at same time as the events of Season 1 happened to Supergirl, leading to the events starting in 2x01.

- Mercy Graves was the head of security of L(uthor)Corp until Lex went crazy obsessed with Superman.

- Lena was dating Jack Spheer until right before 2x01, i.e. when they broke up because Lena had decided to move to National City to work with a Super as the CEO of LCorp.

- The expedition that caused that Andrea became Acrata and the nasty fallout between Andrea and Lena because of the medallion some time later, happened at the same time as Lex was trying to kill Superman and Lena was dating Jack.

- Lena met Sam either before all of the above, or also possibly within the time gap between the expedition, finding out that Andrea actually had the medallion, and breaking up with Jack

- Lena and Andrea have known each other for 15 years and have been drinking since then.

- Veronica Sinclair went to the same school as Lena, they never got along, but Lena’s mental image of her is tight dresses and tattoos like Lisbeth Salander.

- Mercy Graves used to be like a big sister, (you know, like Sam or Kara), to Lena and taught her how to dress and how to shoot a gun.

So putting all of this together means that Jack, Mercy, Sam and Andrea pretty much knew each other. Also at least Andrea knows Roulette, and possibly Mercy was like a big sister to Andrea as well.

Also means that the scenes that we saw between Andrea and Lena (with Katie and Julie) in the flashback episode happened while Lena was dating Jack.

Besides, it means that regardless of when they met, Sam is pretty likely to be aware of the fallout between Lena and Andrea, at least to some extent. And Andrea maybe is aware of that too. Again, this also happening while Lena was dating Jack,

And finally, for some inexplicable reason, the fight that Lena and Andrea looks like more like break-up than her actual break-up with Jack.

So in conclusion, even taking Kara out of the equation and ignoring the Supercorp moments starting in 2x01, the writers have never been able to write Lena’s female friendships without making it look romantic, but somehow all of this means that Lena is straight and Kara and Lena are just friends, thank you very much.

#supergirl #lena luthor #andrea rojas #sam arias #samantha arias #mercy graves #veronica sinclair #supercorp #supergirl cw #supergirlcw #post number 10000

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supergirlfics · 5 years ago

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Heart Shaped Wreckage - Part 1

Hey pals! Welcome to the collab with @baked-bean-bekah We are SUPER excited about this! She’ll have part two up . . . well, nobody REALLY knows how long it’ll take her. XD

“Alex, I have enough friends. I don’t need to make more,” You complained.

“You have the same friends as Kara and I,” Alex said. “You need to branch out.”

“So what? They’re still friends. And you don’t say anything about Kara having the same ones as you.”

“You hardly had friends growing up - you were so shy. This will be good for you.”

“I did too!”

“You had one. Come on, she’s your age, she’s Lena’s sister. I think you can handle at least meeting her,”

“You’re going to love her,” Kara said, rubbing your shoulders. “She’s very sweet. And she’s coming to game night whether you like it or not.”

“I’m gonna be sick during game night.”

“Game night is in two hours,” Alex sighed. “I know you get anxious around new people, but you’ll be fine. Kara and I will be there the entire time.”

You sighed, throwing your head back in defeat. “Okay, okay. Fine. But I can’t promise I’ll like her.”

“You’ll like her.”

Lena and her sister were the last to arrive for game night. They stood in the doorway, talking to Kara for a minute. Lena’s sister looked like she wanted to be anywhere but there. She was practically hiding behind her sister, until Lena moved aside and Kara crushed her in an awkward hug.

Lena lead her to the couch and sat her down next to you. “Y/D(anvers)/N,” Lena said. “Y/L(uthor)/N. You’ll be on the same team tonight.”

“We’re what?” Y/L/N asked. “Lena, I never agreed to that.”

“You’re fine,” Lena said.

The two of you started out the game terribly. You didn’t think it could get worse, but it did.

“You’re doing it wrong,” Y/L/N said.

“Excuse me?” You asked, throwing down the stack of money. “I’m playing the game perfectly. You buy everything and hope for the best. That’s how it works.”

“That is not even remotely how you play this game. Don’t you dare buy that property. You’ve bought five already that we don’t need. You’ll make us go bankrupt.”

“Please, you’re rich. You can afford it.”

Y/L/N throws her hands up, breathing a heavy sigh. “This is a game! The money is fake! You are such an idiot!”

You clenched your teeth, hands balling into fists. It took everything in your power not to punch Y/L/N right then and there. “I’m not an idiot. Learn to loosen up, you big tree.”

“Tree?” Y/L/N cocked an eyebrow. “Really? Are you five?”

“Y/D/N, Y/L/N,” Kara said, pulling you out of your whispered argument. “It’s your turn.”

Neither of you cared about the game anymore. You were too heated. And you were gonna lose anyway. Y/L/N made a hasty move before turning back to your argument.

“I never asked for you to be on my team,” You said. “I would have gladly gone with anybody else. Just so we’re clear.”

“That’s one thing we can agree on. I would never willingly put myself on a team with such a stupid, arrogant, little spoiled brat.”

“At least I’m not some uptight, pretentious princess like you.”

“You are such a child!”

“Grumpy old lady.”

“How did the Danvers deal with you growing up? I’m surprised they didn’t return you to the orphanage.”

Your heart dropped at the comment. You had always been insecure about where you belonged. “I didn’t come from an orphanage,” You growled. “At least I don’t have a crazy murderer for a brother.”

You felt the sting of an angry hand across your cheek. “My parents actually wanted me.” Y/L/N stormed out of the apartment.

Everybody was staring between you and the door in shock as you moved a hand up to the bright red mark on your face.

“Uhhh - what just happened?” Winn asked.

“I’ll go talk to Y/L/N,” Lena said. She hopped off her chair and hurried from the apartment.

“Let me see your cheek,” Alex said. She gently moved your hand away, tilting your head up to see it better. “That’s going to bruise. Kara, can you get some ice?”

“On it.”

“I think that would be our cue to leave,” James said. He and Winn awkwardly shuffled out the door, leaving you alone with your sisters.

Alex held the ice pack to your face for you. Kara had her hand on your back. Tears stung your eyes, but you didn’t let them fall.

“What happened?” Kara asked. “We thought you two were getting along so well.”

“We weren’t,” You said flatly. You pushed Alex and her ice pack away from you before running to your room and slamming the door shut.

It was only then you let the tears flow. Despite how loved you were while growing up, you still worried if there was a part of them that didn’t want you. Eliza and Jeremiah hadn’t exactly been given a choice. You’d never said anything, though. You knew what your family would say and you didn’t want to hear it.

There came a knock at the door, but you ignored it as you continued to cry into your pillow. “Y/D/N,” Kara said. “Are you okay?”

“Answer us,” Alex begged. “Or I’ll have to break the door down.”

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agatharioscoven · 8 years ago

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That picture of Lena and Rhea just looks like a baby!Morgana who has just learnt she has magic, standing next to a gender bent Uthor as she talks about how magic is bad and everyone with it should be killed. She looks so lost and broken and just so so little and kinda sad!!

#Supergirl #Lena Luthor #I still haven't seen the episode yet but Lena's little face!!

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lenaluthorisgay · 8 years ago

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Headcanon: Kara was actually the forward one with Lena. She pines after James, and let Winn and Mon-El pine after her, but with Lena, she just knew she had to know her, be friends with her, kiss her, be with her. Lena flirted shamelessly, but it was Kara who caught her off guard, kissing her and confessing her feelings while hanging out one afternoon in the park near L-corp.

i!!!! love the idea of kara being the one to make a move!!!

because I definitely think lena thinks of herself as the one who Moves First; she’s a CEO, she’s a luthor, of course she’s going to be brave enough to ask out kara danvers—— right?

after all, she can do flirting–and she can do it well. but every time she tries to actually ask kara out, she gets all flustered. (it doesn’t help that kara is seemingly oblivious, and lena is like 80% sure that kara wouldn’t recognize her flirting if she literally handed her a piece of paper that said date: yes/no?)

but then there’s kara, who, yeah, is a little oblivious to the flirting for a while. but once she notices it, oh, does she notice it, and it’s fun, this game, but she can’t help but think that kissing lena would be a whole lot More Fun

their weekly lunches turn into daily lunches, and then they start getting dinner, and then they’re having a picnic in the middle of the park and kara’s kissing lena and lena has this moment of pure Gay Panic because– whoa. maybe she’s the oblivious one

(kara makes some joke about well, you were never going to make a move, so– and lena is weak enough, crazy enough about kara, to actually, genuinely pout. i flirted with you! she says, just defensive enough to make kara laugh and laugh. and i kissed you! kara counters)

(months later, someone asks them how they got together. alex groans out loud: please don’t ask them that. we’ll never hear the end of it)

#hashtagyourshirt #ask #supercorp

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bananashemmo · 8 years ago

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dreamdethroned-blog1 · 8 years ago

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pity you don't wear neckties to work, kara. we could make use of one.

— — SNAPPER MAKES HIS living doing no more than biting at her ankles, some days. living up to the metaphors of his name snapping tones and fingers alike he sends her off to interview lena in the latest technology L CORP developing; tells her that if she wants to get to the seedy underbelly of the company, she needs to go straight for the throat, first.

( little does he know this isn’t the first of many, many private meetings between she and lena. their evolution is quick, bases established and words thrown around. promises made, promises kept. )

so, kara shows up at the building, as tall as lena’s standing in national city ( and still ever growing ), with full intention of making use of pen and paper. questions scribbled, while written haphazardly in haste to leave underneath snapper’s watchful gaze, are precise. on topic. resolve is built on supergirl’s strength, get answers and get out. there’s no dissuading her the entire elevator ride, nor is there when jess waves her by without so much as a second thought. the perks of being a guest with an all access pass.

this, however, is thrown out the window almost literally, but fingers maintain an iron grip so tight that it nearly snaps pencil in half when met with the breathtaking sight of pale thighs and short skirt ( so black, so dark it reminds her of the phantom zone ) crossed, lena perched on the edge of her desk. expecting.

( lump forms and molds in throat, like chalk rolling around in its space, rough, graveled. hard to swallow. )

kara guesses, if anything on earth or in this entire galaxy is inevitable, it’s she and lena ending up on her milky couch, knees brushing and charcoal stirring up an undeniable heat of blush at her cheeks. the mystery of how she knew she was even coming dwells at dregs of thought; the woman of raven hair and unforgiving, viridescent eyes is one of many, and kara thinks this is just another added to the list. it’s very likely lena has ears everywhere, for all her mother’s influence and that dreaded luthor name, she isn’t absent of her own power.

she’s only left to wonder why, a niggling tingle near back of head, someone would use however much metaphorical, man handling to see what one lowly reporter’s been up to. though, a reporter lena had no infinitesimal part in forging. memories burn near pits of stomach at the thought, at the words.

“well, like i said, i’m not a reporter.” “ you could’ve fooled me.”

they’re sitting too close, sun dissolving into the backdrop of glass walls, lena dismissing jess and kara’s questions on padded paper left, for the most part, unanswered. it’s a rare evening, a diamond in the rough, where lena seems to not be working herself to the point of being bone tired. kara puzzles over it for however many minutes, if she’s the reason such a powerful ceo’s taking a night away from the lion’s den of her desktop and wired phone. a concept that draws a smile not entirely in a physical sense, more the feeling, though the other isn’t invisible, either at the center of her chest. an elation that ebbs into nerves with as much stillness as the sea.

( which is to say, nearly not at all. it eats away at her, till she’s all bubbly and giggling. )

constellations froth at the sky outside of the office, as much as they can above a living, breathing city; when kara pulls a yawn from the deepest recesses of form, lena’s suddenly closer. attentive at neck, fingers are a dancing delight across it, somehow not afraid to touch. kara’s robbed of whatever air resided in the plane of her lungs, glister tearing apart eyes filled with marvel and uncertainty.

❛ pity you don’t wear neckties to work, kara. we could make use of one. ❜

when the other speaks, it does nothing to help this. at all. kara LAUGHS; a fluttering sound, wings on a mockingbird, quick and light, but not that uncomfortable, just confused. the innuendo is heavy in her ribs and kara’s grasping at straws while lena’s gaze wraps around throat from the inside out weaves and squeezes away all oxygen and nerve and she’s left stilted, hobbling.

❛ oh, well y'know, they’re kind of uncomfortable, i don’t like… wearing them around the office. ❜ as if to demonstrate, hand immediately draws up to her own collar, forgetful of the already so calculated one there. their fingers bump and kara spares a rather pitiful glance down, lena’s never moving, not once. effort is sheer and honest in the way her gaze crawls back up, it seems as though every time she looks away they get closer, some way, somehow. temptation spreads like fire across skin, and kara almost finds a fascination with a nearby painting.

almost.

❛ what uh, what would we do with it ?? ❜

whatever look she’s on the receiving end of is anything but innocent, and for a fleeting second the assumption that something might actually happen, that one of them might actually follow through, is a little more real.

but lena, she well, she draws away, a low hum of interest thrumming to the surface, and isn’t that sad ?? interest in her eyes never leaves, though, and kara’s longing only stirs more. they’re a clean foot apart, now, and lena pulls back in every sense of the word. physically, mentally, emotionally. their hours together fade into non - existence, it seems like, and making an undoubted return is a semi - stone cold ruler of all. the smile kara gets doesn’t look much like a lie, but whatever else is there, she’s unable to figure out. ever the enigma, lena’s luthor mask isn’t necessarily back in place, not yet, which only makes her wonder if it ever REALLY is while she’s around.

( she, kara danvers supergirl, on the other hand… had been seeing it more and more these days. )

❛ you said you came for an interview ?? ❜

while kara’s less of a master in schooling her expression, ( something lena has no trouble doing, years of living under lillian’s calloused thumb could do that to a person, she thinks ), she blinks away the amorous pyre in eyes, best one can manage, and reaches for the long discarded pencil and notepad.

❛ yeah, of course, let me… just ❜ and this, tentative and soft, is whispering between the them. the aurulent fall of curls at shoulder careen back and forth as kara scrambles to turn the pad upright, nervous energy that dissipated the minute they fell into a familiar routine coming back full force. lena’s legs untuck from beneath of her, uncrossing and recrossing, and for some reason, kara thinks she does it on purpose, swallows. tries her utter BEST not to stare.

still fails.

the interview’s over in a matter of minutes, and the hours before hang on kara’s shoulders like a sinking weight. try she might, but it remains unshakable. on her way out, lena doesn’t bring her own bag, and it takes every shred of willpower she has not to outright sigh. so much for waning in for the night, turning back home earlier than, for once, somewhere along the lines of two o'clock in the morning. if it was her, or something else, she can’t be sure but lena’s only mistress is work.

❛ this is me, ❜ she says, which is immediately followed by a cringe, since they’re literally just at lena’s office door; apparently, though, it’s the right thing to do, because a hand settles comfortably at the small of back, breath tricking down neck. and, rao OH, RAO

eloquently, neck shifts, ❛ uh UM, i …lena ?? ❜

lips move to apple of cheek, the red as ruby as can be and meshing against already flaming flesh. a stutter’s born, faint in the gorge of neck, dying before it meets the stiff air encapsulating her. the contact, as is the roundabout sensation it brings, is unexpected; solar flares spark up against neurons and kara’s sure she’s never felt so hot in her entire life. this is a mess, really, she’s a mess just before she has the chance to say as much, lena’s ushering her out the door, a smirk, coquettish, playing at the edges of mouth.

❛ goodnight, kara. ❜

and if she didn’t know any better, know lena luthor any better, ( she does ), it’d sound an awful lot like finality.

but, kara knows, if anything on earth or in this entire galaxy is inevitable, it’s she and lena ending up on her milky couch, knees brushing and charcoal stirring up an undeniable heat of blush at her cheeks. it’s one of the truths she holds dear.

❛ see you tomorrow ?? ❜

the smile she’s given, then, like a secret between the two, answers any lingering doubts she might’ve had and the door’s shut behind her.

#abitexcessive #ABITEXCESSIVE : L. LUTHOR.#✞ ❛ i. take the light inside you like a blessing; like a knee in the chest / holding onto it and not letting it go. ( K. ZOR-EL. )#ASKS : K. ZOR-EL.#you: *sends dumb simple ask*#me: why don't i blow this the fucc up and make it a dumb ass drabble

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