#supercorp high school au

[autisticlenaluthor]

Leaves

In the backyard, there’s an old treehouse visible from Lena’s window. Kara had seen it during their first sleepover when Lena stepped out to change. She found herself alone, wandering the room in curiosity to try and make sense of it all. 

She took in the mahogany trim around the ceilings and the rows of blue first place ribbons on the walls. She read every inscription under every trophy– going through awards for chess, equestrian, and even fencing. It was only when she heard a tree branch tapping on the window that she’d gone out and looked through the glass and saw the garden for the first time. 

It was a beautiful, wide open space. Perfectly maintained and bordered with neatly trimmed hedges and an overgrown oak tree towards the end. Cozied around it, was a worn out treehouse and a stained American flag hanging off the side. 

Kara had stood with her hands on the windowsill, expression solemn and tried to imagine what it must’ve been like when it was still used. She thought about how not that many years ago, Lex was a teenager with sad eyes just like his sister’s. He was a little boy with wildly curly hair who would’ve played in that hideout all alone. 

The same man who wanted her, and all of her kind dead, had once been her best friend’s big brother. Nothing more. Nothing less. 

Kara closed her eyes and tried to picture what that must’ve been like. 

Did Lex ever jump into piles of leaves with his little sister just to disturb the person raking them? Did he pick Lena up when she fell and scraped her knees, or just leave her there to cry? Did he ever know how to love? Did he somehow forget?  

He must’ve, Kara thinks. There had to be a reason Lena was still so attached to him. He had to have done something to deserve the hope she held in her heart for so long.  

But when Kara sees Lena now and looks into her tired, hollow eyes, it all becomes a jumbled, confusing mess again.

One day, Lex was human and the next, he was a monster. And in the process, he managed to take down the person who loved him most. I’m sorry, is all she wants to say. You deserved so much better.

[natalievoncatte]

This ficlet is a scene from a high school AU. A high school AU that doesn’t exist yet because I haven’t written it and between the pirate AU and another I’m working on, it’ll be a while before I get to it.

It’s still living in my head and it needs to be free.

Tonight. She was going to tell Lena tonight. She had to, because if she kept this secret another day, another hour, another minute, she would die. There was never going to be another night so perfect as this one. The sky was clear over their heads and ablaze with stars, the moon hiding her face in shadow.

Kara wished Lena could see it the way she saw it, see the waves of particles scattering across the upper atmosphere and the glory of the stars.

“I wish I could share it with you.”

Lena made a soft sound. She lay back against Kara, sitting in the sand between Kara’s legs. They were a good mile up the beach, far from where anyone would find them, warmed by the fire Kara had started.

“Share what?” said Lena.

“The sky. I wish I could give you the sky.”

Lena shifted where she sat, turning in Kara’s lap to lean her head on Kara’s shoulder and look up at her. Lena was so beautiful that there were no words in English that could express what Kara felt when she looked at her. Green eyes flickered in glow from the fire, their boundless depths alive with yet more light than the endless tide of stars above their heads.

Sitting there in Kara’s sweatshirt, her hands tucked inside the sleeves for warmth, she was everything. Kara gently, experimentally, brought a hand up to draw a stray lock of curly dark hair away from Lena’s face. It was crossing the line, but they’d crossed the line so many times during these last weeks of summer, the line itself had been scratched to nothing.

Lena still stared directly into Karan’s eyes, emerald vistas more spectacular than any vista on any world she’d traveled. Kara adored her, everything about her, from the soft dimples that formed when she laughed to the way she could solve calculus problems in her head.

She wondered if Lena would have been matched to her on Krypton. She didn’t think she cared what a machine would think.

“Kara?” Lena whispered, tilting her chin up, inviting. Anticipating.

It was the most natural thing in the world for the hand that tamed the stray locks to now take Lena’s chin in the softest grip, for the other hand that rested on her thigh to slide up and take a possessive hold on her hip. It was like gravity drawing time together as Lena’s soft lips met hers.

The kiss was soft, halting, as much a question as an answer, and yet in that soft brushing of lips upon lips, a simple close-mouthed peck on the lips, a declaration was made. Lena almost went limp as she relaxed, safe for the hand that reached up to gently gather Kara’s neck and offer a silent affirmation for her to continue.

The fire was low by the time Kara knew they had to go. They walked up the beach together towards where Lena had parked them.

“What are we going to do?” Lena asked.

It was as much that question that brought them back to the real world, as it was the asphalt of the roadside pull-off. The question had been hanging over them like a deadly weight for weeks. Lena was going to MIT. Kara was going to NCU. There would be three thousand miles between them, and worse than that, no more sneaking around Midvale, free Lena’s parents watching them.

“Anything,” Kara said. “I won’t give up on us, ever.”

Lena said nothing, looking a little green now as she took the wheel of her Mercedes, a gift from her father before he died.

Kara sat beside her and kept the silence, but couldn’t take her eyes from Lena.

So, she almost didn’t see it coming.

High beams flicked on behind them, Lena crying out from the blinding flash in her rear view mirror. There was a sickening crunch as the car slammed into Lena’s bumper, and the driver was twisting the wheel.

“He’s trying to run us off the road,” Kara said, too calm.

“Hold on.”

Lena was a skilled driver, as capable as she was in everything she did. It didn’t matter. They were driving along a cliff overlooking the beach, a good fifty foot drop to the sand below.

There was no time. The car rammed them again, and Lena screamed, her cries turning to pure terror as the car turned against her will at the jarring impact. It spun, the world flailing crazily around them, and then came the inevitable lurch as the Mercedes careened over the shoulder and began to roll.

Kara threw herself across the gap between them, pulling Lena into a fetal position, shielding her with her own back. The car slammed onto its roof and Kara grunted as the struts gave way and sheet metal pancaked against her. Lena was screaming, clutching Kara with such a painful desperation.

The car rolled and rolled, crushing in around them. Finally, it stopped, settling on its roof, against a dune. Lena gasped, drawing in a shocked breath.

“What… how…”

“Hush,” Kara murmured. “I have you.”

Lena looked into Kara’s eyes.

Kara… flexed. She planted her feet on the roof and pushed, digging her back into the console. Lena clutched her tighter as the wreckage shifted, the entire chassis of the car rising as Kara stood, finally releasing her arms from Lena’s body. She put her palms against the wreckage and braced her back and pushed.

With a shriek of protesting metal, the entire car lifted over her head. Kara rose to her full height, two tons of steel and plastic resting on her palms as she easily raised it above her head.

She threw it, heaving it away. It crash landed in the sand a dozen yards away, carving a crater in the earth as it landed.

“There they are!” a voice called. “What the hell?”

Kara knew that voice. Otis Graves. One of Lex Luthor’s thugs.

“Who cares? Boss said to finish them. Shoot her.”

“Kara, get-“

Muzzle flashes lit the night. Kara stood her ground. The bullets struck her skin with soft, almost metallic pings. Kara reached down and plucked a bullet from the air, half a foot from Lena’s head. She screamed.

Lena’s terrified cry drove her over the edge. She crossed the gap between her and the two thugs in half a second, her eyes blazing with red sun fire. Kara slapped the gun out of Graves’s hand, curling it into a useless ball of twisted steel before it hit the ground.

Then, she grabbed him by the throat, hauled him up, and threw him. He rolled across the sand, crying out as a bone crunched in the landing. The man with him simply screamed Jesus Christ! and broke into a run.

“Kara? Kara!” Lena shouted, “oh my God, you’ve been shot! They shot you!”

“I’m okay,” she whispered.

Kara slipped her arms under Lena and lifted her easily from the sand.

“Put your arms around my neck, and hold on,” she said, taking Lena in a bridal carry. “I’m taking you back to my house. We need help. Eliza will know what to do.”

“How? Kara, we’re an hour away by car!”

“Do you trust me?”

Lena pressed tightly against her, shaking.

“I will always protect you,” Kara promised. “Always.”

“I trust you.”

Kara flew.

[ink-occuli]

looking for a supercorp fic

I'm looking for a fanfic. Here's what I know:

High school AU.

kara is a popular jock

Lena is nerdy

They both have crushes on each other

The fic is from what I remember telling Lena's side of the story. Main things I remember about the plot is that Lena has a pro con list about dating kara and that kara finds it and gets hurt by it. and that one of her friends (either Veronica or Andrea) is jealous and does not like the idea of kara dating lena.

I'm not sure if it was a one shot or a multi chapter

Any help finding it would be appreciated!

[randomshyperson]

https://www.tumblr.com/randomshyperson/757445480634548224?source=share

hiii Mary, what's your favorites supercorp fics?

I think it's been a year since I've read one and I miss themmm, but I'm so picky and lazy that I give up before even trying to find one I like ☠️☠️

aaaand you're an absolutely amazing writer, which means you also have an impeccable taste

so can you share your recommendations pretty please? 🥺

i'm super lazy too haha i usually search "supercorp masterpost" or fic recs here or THE ULTIMATE HACK - AO3 filters for "hits/kudos" and "finished works only" when trying to find good stuff because some people are actually super nice and helpful for free, is crazy I love them and I love ao3 filters.

anyways, i'm terrible with names but i search my favorites bar for this so here's my very short list:

Fidelity by hrwinter - Hogwarts AU

take my mask, i'm home now by Melui - The Proposal AU

Giant by coeurastronaute - Canon divergence/high school

is the way i couldn't find the piercing fic I talked about omg I hate myself

And I also recommend you check this post or all of the posts really from the lovely @supercorpbookmarks because most fics I read of supercorp I found it there. Hope this helps!

[avocadosockz]

hi I need a academic enemies to lovers high school supercorp au of "I Can See You (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)" because if these lyrics aren't about a secret relationship between two people who can't show in public their affections then what is it even about

[pan-de-queer]

was thinking of this post (i also have a screenshot of the post at the end) and now i can't stop thinking of a uni!supercorp au set in the fucking philippines like

au is set in 2016. this is very vital to the story

lena's an international student to dlsu manila for a term (i was thinking business rich kid [so dlsu] and not lawyer/politician rich kid [admu]) bc when lillian suggested she join an international exchange program lena decided to choose the country the farthest away from lillian's influence (luthor corp has no hold in most of SEA [minus singapore obvs] and lena chose the philippines mostly because of the slightly less difficult language barrier) and majors in both science and business courses

kara got into up diliman through blood, sweat, and tears. her parents were researchers during the marcos era who were killed during martial law. kara was adopted by the danvers as jeremiah was the zor-els' co-worker and eliza was a traveling doctor. the danvers took kara and alex back to the states (usa) but kara wanted to figure out how and why her parents died and the ph is a great place to get a journalism degree so she studied up on not only the language but ph culture, history, and news as well before transferring to the ph the summer before her third year of high school. alex got a job as a medical consultant in the ph soon after and the two live together in qc (quezon city)

kara and lena meet when lena accidentally finds herself in the middle of a protest march passing through taft (kara started in up manila, not diliman hahaha)

she has no fucking idea what it's about

kara assumes lena's part of the protest and asks if she'd like to borrow one of her signs but then lena's like "what the fuck is happening"

"we're protesting marcos's burial in, uh, the national cemetery for heroes," kara explains and lena still looks so lost and kara feels both bad for the woman and awestruck that someone so beautiful exists. "marcos, like, ferdinand marcos? the country's ex-president that declared martial law, plundered the country in horrible debt, and then was banned from returning?"

lena knows some of those words, she thinks. she'd studied up on philippine history a little bit before she arrived but the textbook she'd read felt incredibly racist if not colonialist, but she's sure she read about a president declaring martial law before, so she nods as if she gets it

the protest keeps marching forward and lena finds that she can't really escape the crowd unless she wants to get crushed, so she sticks closest to kara who's both a friendly (gorgeous) face and also has the closest accent to hers

kara shares with lena more details about why they're marching and helps translate some of the more unfamiliar words of their chants

almost twenty minutes after lena accidentally joined the march, practically drenched in sweat but too moon eyed towards the blonde to care, lena finally asks where they're marching to

"to the cemetery in taguig."

taguig. taguig city. more than two hours away on foot

"oh."

when kara sees lena's face fall, she gently takes lena's wrist and manages to maneuver them to the side of the protest, away from the wave of people. kara asks what's wrong and lena admits that she's already super fucking tired and would never be able to finish the march

kara understands and decides to accompany lena while they wait for a grab ride to arrive. as lena orders her ride, kara texts her activist and journalism friends to let them know that she won't be at the final rally anymore

while they wait, they learn more about each other and find themselves even more smitten than when they first met (sometime during this part, kara also gives lena one of her extra shirts [because she's a seasoned commuting pro and knows to never leave home without an extra shirt and small towel] so lena's just looking super comfy and cute in kara's shirt)

when lena's ride arrives, kara double checks the grab because she's That Kind of person before helping her in

"thanks for waiting with me. it was nice meeting you," lena says and kara smiles, wide and toothy.

"it was nice meeting you, too. ingat!" and kara closes the card door before she remembers to even ask for lena’s number

still, the lack of contact details doesn't deter her. she knows enough about lena that hopefully dropping by dlsu more often would mean being able to see her again

and she does

anyways if this was a short fic I'd def end it around here with kara and lena getting that date but if it were a long fic then i'd 100% make kara investigate and study the ejks (extra judicial killings) during duterte's time and lena learning and falling in love with the ph the way kara has which includes lena learning how to commute (which someday, when she leads l-corp, means that she helps build and fund a better fucking public transport system)

this was suuuuppppeeer fun to even just think about and I can't promise I'll write it but just this idea has me pumped! hope the 3 pinoys who see this enjoy 💕

*edit: here's parts 1.5, 2, 3, and 4

[mike-wachowski]

17 18 & 19 :0)

hi dee !!! fancy seeing you round these parts

17: What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

i did answer this in birdies ask but i will say another thing i ended up learning alot about was the NYU undergraduate and graduate school of Business for the kate/yelena fic im currently working on that you know about (for anyone curious, i do have a sneak peak to that fic i posted a while back here)

18: What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

oh god this is so hard. the first one that comes to mind is this line from the game night fic, which for me is like the perfect amount of soft and punchy:

but i also have to spread some love to the "fruit cutting monologue" that i wrote for the final scene in that fic as well:

but of course i cannot mention anything from game night fic without shouting out my lovely friend bench @thebluewritingbench who is truly the most incredible author and the perfect writing partner who brings out the best of my skills and puts worms in my brain, without whom i could have never reached into the itchiest parts of my skull to write lines like this

19: Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

ohhhh i dont know which one to pick !!! I feel like you would like another peak at the kate/yelena au but what I’m ACTUALLY gonna do is tease my next fic after I finish rival chefs hehe

It’s a supercorp high fantasy au, Lena is a princess and Kara and the superfriends are a group of rebel fighters trying to stop Lex from conquering the world !! very high stakes very drama very enemies to lovers

fic writer asks

[sanversandfriends]

The amazing @dkgwrites is not only a terrific writer, but she's also got a knack for encouraging people and bringing them together. We're extremely thankful for her presence and her many contributions to FtF. Today, she joins us to talk about writing and the importance of finding your people.

Tell us a little about yourself. How did you get started writing fic? Have you written for other fandoms? What are your favorite tropes?  

a) As a kid, I read a lot and used to create plot outlines for favorite shows that my childhood BFF and I would act out in improvisational skits in one of our basements. As much as I was always drawn to write, I never had any formal training, nothing past high school, and was well aware that my skill level didn't make me commercially publishable. I had given up on ever sharing this part of my creative side when a coworker mentioned she wrote fanfic. I had never heard of it. I went home and googled the word fanfic with my two favorite story subjects (superhero and lesbian) and SuperCorp was the top response. I signed up for AO3, read a few fics, and watched some SuperCorp clips on YT before jumping in with both feet and writing my first fic without having seen an episode of Supergirl yet. That was five years ago, and 1.4 million words (and counting) later, here I am. 

b) I've written in other fandoms twice. Once for Black Lightning (ThunderGrace) for the BLDC zine event, and once in the Legends of Tomorrow fandom (Avalance) for a fic trade event. Both times I was rather nervous, wading outside familiar waters, but I think both fics turned out well. I have some unposted WIPs for Wynonna Earp which I was never able to fully explore. Outside that, I've stayed firmly in my lane in the Supergirl fandom with a heavy dose of SuperCorp, a little bit of AgentCorp, a touch of Sanvers, and a single Brania fic. Danvaria will make guest appearances in some of my fics.

c) My top three tropes would be miscommunication (because I am one whole idiot), friends to lovers (thank you SuperCorp), and fake dating, not necessarily in that order.  What were your inspirations for this particular story? What was it about this/these ships that grabbed you?

a) This particular fic was a prompt from a reader, probably the first prompt I ever received. It's an au where Lena is the Kryptonian but also a vegetarian, and Kara is the Luthor. I expanded it a bit from there, but it gave me my introduction to aus, and I absolutely adore them. They combine the comfort and ease of familiar characters with the creativity of an original(ish) universe.

b) SuperCorp is the main ship for this fic. I enjoy the way Kara and Lena compliment each other, the play on darkness and light, raw power and intellect, and the whole rather Romeo and Julietesque love despite their warring families. I think this fandom has proven, again and again, how magical these two are together. I feel lucky to have entered fandom at a time to be able to write them. Has the time spent away from your story changed your outlook or approach to any of the storylines or themes? Have you had any new inspirations or breakthroughs/revelations in the meantime?

a) I wouldn't say time away has altered my approach to this particular story, but I have grown and developed a lot as a writer in the past four years. If I were rewriting from scratch (give me the strength not to do so) the story would be more direct, less meandering, and I wouldn't use dialogue as my crutch due to a lack of skill at narrative. I'm not sure how well the first few chapters will marry with the second part, but I hope it makes for an enjoyable, if oddly off balance, final story.

b) I think I have greatly developed as a writer since I started this fic. Do you remember when you were a kid, and your parent would stand you with your back to the wall and mark how tall you were? Each year you could go back and see how tall you've gotten. That is exactly how this fic makes me feel. I look at the old chapters and then the new and think "Look how I've grown." Any advice for new or aspiring fic writers?

I have more advice than I should put in any post, so I'll try to reduce it to a few salient points. Read a lot, and when you do, read as a writer. What lines do you like, and why do they resonate with you? What pulls you out of the story and why? Make note of the things you love and dislike, make lists and reflect on them when you write, and learn from those who have come before you.

Become a beta reader for others. I swear, I have learned more about writing from beta'ing than anything else. As a beta, you are forced to read mindfully, to really dissect the story, and you can't help but carry that mindset over into your own writing. Additionally, the writing community falls apart when we don't have betas, so do your part.

Outline. You may think you don't need to outline. (You probably do.) You may think an outline crimps creativity. (It does not.) Your outline may just be a few lines or a full blown spreadsheet (Excel is much sexier than most give it credit for being) but learning to organize your thoughts, even if you discover whole new paths and veer wildly off script as you write, will help you. Take it from someone who wishes they had known that sooner. Get yourself a writing community and be open to critique. Too often when we say, "What do you think?" about one of our stories, what we really mean is, "Say something nice about this." That's fine. You may only be in the emotional space to receive fully positive feedback, but when you open yourself up to kind but honest critiques, you improve your chances of growing. For me, my writing is like my child, and the last thing I want to hear is anything negative, but sometimes, the thing I need to hear is something negative.

If you don't have a writing community or friends in the fandom, message me. I am absolutely certain I'm not the only person in this fandom who would say the same, but so long as we can be kind and respectful to each other, you have a friend. I may be slow to respond, but my DMs are always open (if for no other reason than I have no idea how to close them). 

The best reason to write is because you want to write. That is the beginning and the end of the whole thing, and although there are a lot of reasons you'll find along the way, that is enough. You should write. 5. If you were going to promote this fic with a single line, what would it be? What if Lena was the kind-hearted but often clueless Kryptonian who accidentally found herself dating a Luthor named Kara and then assassination attempts occurred? 6. If you’ve already posted some of your work, please provide a link. I was very young (in writer years) when I wrote this. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17078813/chapters/40161911

[theredcapeofk]

🍍🍊🍇 :D

Oooh what an interesting set! Thanks for asking

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

As a reader: I'm always a tiny bit weary of no-powers AUs as well as high school/college AUs. That said, the Supercorp fandom made me like these types of AUs so I'm happy about reading so many great fics.

As a writer, I've only ventured into soft AUs. My stories are usually canon-compliant up to a certain point and then I create my take from there. My favorite type of AU to write is probably crossover.

🍊Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

Cat Grant. I have trouble pinning down the way she speaks (in a way I could reproduce in my writing)

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

I have two answers for this:

The way Lena finds out/is told Kara's secret identity. Early enough in the show and it's probably a smooth moment between them. A tad too late and you embark for angst.

The rift from Season 5 (of Supergirl). There's so much potential for fixing canon! Especially how Kara and Lena come back to each other

[ao3feed-supercorp]

My Best friends Sister

by utility_colour

Lena Luthor doesn't date, but will a certain blonde change her mind? College/ High school AU. Lena Luthor and Alex Danvers are roommates and best friends in their junior year of college. Kara Danvers is in her senior year of high school.

Words: 9217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015), supercorp - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers, Samantha "Sam" Arias, Eliza Danvers, Lucy Lane (DCU), James "Jimmy" Olsen, Mike Matthews | Mighty Mike, Mon-El (Supergirl TV 2015), Winn Schott Jr., Andrea Rojas, Lillian Luthor

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers & Lena Luthor, Samantha "Sam" Arias/Alex Danvers

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Slow Burn Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Fluff and Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Lies, Mutual Pining, Attraction, Alternate Universe - Sports

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[lena-in-a-red-dress]

What would be your favorite trope to use for a supercorp au, that you haven’t done yet?

That I haven't done yet?? Oooooh, that's a loaded question.

Long form high fantasy. Like, old school high fantasy.

I know that's a genre and not exactly a trope, but it's a genre that could include MULTIPLE tropes.

For example, I would love to see a childhood friends to family enemies to secret lovers unwilling betrothed to soulmated queens progression.

You also have the knight-and-her-lady trope.

You could have a couple magic tropes.

Just like. So many things.

And I've done fragments of a couple of tropes I could work into it, but nothing as illustrative or intensive as what I could fit into a longform work.

[autisticlenaluthor]

some mood boards I made bc apparently im writing a high school AU now

[queercapwriting]

Supercorp sk8er boi AU where Kara was the punk and Lena did ballet.

Many thanks to the lovely and amazing and solid friend @rosewilliams1736 for (a) prompting this and (b) ensuring that I loop the early 2000s glory that is the music video on repeat for… quite a while. My depression was Crushing, but now it is Cured. Much love to you bby.

Lena Luthor prided herself on her ability to focus, despite any distractions. Emotional distractions especially. And the ballet studio – she was always grateful that Lillian found ballet to be useful rather than scornful – was her sanctum sanctorum. In the studio, nothing and no one could touch her.

It was only her own breath, her own body, her own music (either that she played out loud, or that she created in her head).

Until the day an amp screeched outside the floor-to-ceiling windows from the street below.

Irritated more than alarmed – the studio Lillian paid so much for was in a bustling but generally quiet and calm part of the city (‘refined,’ Lillian would say) – Lena shifted her movements mid-stretch and headed to the window to see what the fuss was about.

Her studio wasn’t that high up – on the second floor – so she could clearly see the girl causing all the commotion.

Electric guitar in her hand, blue and white snapback on her head (backwards, of course), green t-shirt and was that? – yes, yes of course it was – a red and black tie around her neck, Lena was only surprised for a moment that the cause of all that noise was a blonde teenager who didn’t look any older than she was.

She wasn’t sure how the girl – Lillian would definitely call her a punk – had hooked up the electricity to power her amp, but she could tell it definitely wasn’t because the girl had a permit.

Still, there was a crowd forming, a large one, as the girl, the punk, climbed effortlessly up onto the hood of a parked car and started playing.

It was the girl’s effortlessness, more than anything, that made Lena stop and really stare. Because the studded wrist cuffs on her arms might complete her punk aesthetic, but the girl still somehow had every ounce of grace and agility that Lena had long been taught to admire.

And oh. Oh no. She was admiring it too, too much.

She gasped, soft and low, and gulped, awkward and loud. At least she was alone in her studio and no one could hear her muted gay panic.

But then the girl turned, and she looked up. Right up. Directly at Lena’s studio windows. Directly at Lena. Like she’d heard her, somehow, over the sound of her own music and the sound of the crowd she’s attracted and the sound, even, of her own heartbeat.

Lena gasped again, but there was nothing soft about it this time.

And the girl – “I’m Kara,” she shouted into a microphone that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, passed to her by a boy in distinctly non-punk clothes, donning instead a striped button-down and conservative tie – kept her face turned up toward Lena.

And she winked.

Lena’s throat was too dry to gulp again.

Kara. Kara was the girl’s name, Lena thought wondrously as the impromptu crowd roared their appreciation.

And as Kara started to sing, Lena started to dance. Lillian always frowned on improvisation, preferring instead the stern, practiced movements that teacher after teacher had instilled in her.

But Lillian wasn’t there. Lillian wasn’t watching her.

Kara was.

Watching through her studio’s window as she played, as she moved so jaggedly along with her own music that Lena wondered how the snapback stayed on her head.

She let all of the raw energy from Kara’s guitar, from her voice, from her crowd, slip into her movements.

And she smiled when Kara riffed in approval.

She wasn’t sure when Kara’s impromptu concert would finish – probably when scandalized residents and business owners called the cops – but she wanted to be waiting backstage when it did.

[srfanning]

What a Heavenly Way to Die: Chapter One.

“Kara,” Winn says softly.

“Hm?”

“Lena’s last name is Luthor.”

Kara slows to a stop sign and feels the tension build in the truck as Winn anticipates a reaction.

She doesn’t give him one.

“So?” She looks ahead at the intersection. Focusing on pushing in the clutch and shifting through the gears when it’s her turn to go.

“I just… I wasn’t sure if you knew. And thought maybe it’d be something you’d noticeably react to – once you found out. And, well, what if you found out from Lena and reacted in front of her? So I–”

“Why should I care if her last name is Luthor?” Kara cuts him off.

“Kara–”

“Lionel didn’t even get charged. The evidence was circumstantial at best,” Kara dismisses as she takes a corner just a tad too fast.

“Kara, her dad was the main suspect in your entire family’s murder.”

OR

The high school, football, murder mystery au where Kara is the star quarterback and Lena is the cheerleader.

[aspidities]

You know what’s fun? Getting reeeeal into Supercorp over the last week and becoming total trash about it. I’m gonna write sooo much smut, you guys. So much.

For now, here’s the latest chapter of Come Around My Way, the high school ABO AU, for you beautiful Patreon subscribers. In which Lena goes into heat at and several plot things happen.

Power bottoms move worlds, heaux.

[femslashexchange]

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High School AU: Tomboy!Kara x Artsy loner!Lena