#supergirl pride

[gazinatmcgrath]

Lena Luthor on June 1

[awaitingrain]

Happy Pride! 😊

I'm late but...who cares? Pride is all year round.

[denissepalacios21]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH !!!

[steph-the-4th-robin]

Day 17 of Characters That Are Definitely Queer but Comics Won’t Let Them Be:

Kara Zor-El/Kara Danvers

[augustyearroundprod]

It’s the end of Darling’s world, and she knows it. Actually, her world died three years ago. Darling is a survivor. But when Darling hears the call of another lonely girl over her radio, Darling has a choice. She can die in the bunker she calls home or find what she craves most — a true friend. 

Written By: Katie Rose Rogers Narrated By: Katie McGrath

Well well well the dream team is back, and magic was once again made! I don’t think I’ll ever have enough wonderful things to say about the Katies! But I shall continue to try. @katierosietoesrogers is a creative savant, a writing powerhouse, and a dream of a human being! You can count me forever as her biggest fan! And Katie McGrath, who has so healthily escaped social media… I mean what a truly remarkable actress! Everything she touches is elevated. And once again, she breathes such life into this story! I’m honored these two continue to come of this journey with us!

I can’t wait for you all to listen to HOW TO SURVIVE THE APOCALYPSE!!

[innamorament0]

The comic strip I planned for the Pride month takes me 1000 years longer than I thought, so I decided to do something else for my favourite blorbos

Based on that famous Raenicent Emma D'arcy and Olivia Cooke photoshoot =3

[katlandry]

HAPPY PRIDE !!! 🏳️‍🌈

[comic-book-jawns]

Signs

Kara knows the looks she would get if she were to say she feels protective of Lena Luthor.

On account of not only her boss’s last name but also her boss being a 23-year-old billionaire CEO and Kara a 26-year-old English major who failed to find a job in her field, clearly.

Not that Kara can scoff at what she makes as her assistant, more than enough to be called a corporate sell-out.

The point is Kara knows how it sounds. Alex’s eye rolls paint a more than sufficient picture. But she just… she doesn’t care.

And, yes, she knows that’s an easy claim to make without actually putting herself on the line. In her defense, she tried.

Her second week on the job when she heard two fellow assistants badmouthing her boss over coffee at the lobby cafe. And while she hadn’t been looking for brownie points, of course, she could only assume she’d earned them when Lena had called her into her office at the end of the day.

Boy, had she been wrong.

In fact, it was how she’d realized the curt tone her boss had been using up to that point had actually been her idea of friendly.

“Your duty is to L-Corp, not to me.”

“But I’m your assistant.”

“Yes, because I need assistance. Not a cheerleader.”

Kara’s face had burned as she murmured her apologies and assurances that it wouldn’t happen again, and she was already backing toward the door when Lena dismissed her.

She’d been fortunate enough to make it inside the elevator before the tears started, and that was where her luck had run out.

A tan hand caught the doors just as before they could close, and Kara had scrambled to wipe her face as she was met with a warm smile that promptly turned to a frown.

“Kara? What’s wrong?”

In her state, she hadn’t registered until later that it was remarkable the CFO she’d been introduced to along with the rest of the exec board on her first day remembered her name.

She’d also been unable to do more than mumble nonsense about getting her period early, which had sort of been an achievement actually given how terrible she is at lying on the spot — to her sister’s perpetual chagrin when they were teenagers.

Not that Sam bought her excuse. Kara wasn’t that naive. Though her sincerity as she wished Kara well had been unmistakable. And then, she’d abruptly let the elevator doors go without getting in.

The next morning, when Kara walked into Noonan’s to pick up Lena’s coffee, she’d been promptly steered off course, by a hand gripping her upper arm like she was misbehaving child, toward a table for two in the back.

“Can I get anything else for you, Ms. Luthor?”

Her boss had glanced up from her phone long enough to offer a polite hint of a smile to the barista.

“No, thank you, Nia.”

Kara remembered feeling like she could hear her friend vibrating as she bounced back to the counter.

“You know Nia?”

“I know how to read a name tag.”

In hindsight, Kara knows the dryness of Lena’s tone had been playful. But in the moment, it had just felt like salt on the wound of Lena jabbing at her phone again.

“Right. Of course.”

Kara was busy smoothing the non-existent pleats on her khakis when Lena had looked up.

“I’m sorry.”

And there was that nagging instinct again when she’d met Lena’s uncharacteristically troubled gaze as she placed her phone on the table, face down, and stiffly gestured to the drink, cinnamon sugar twist on a plate and chair opposite her.

“Please sit, Ms. Danvers.”

They’d proceed to sit in silence for probably 20 seconds at most. But Kara had never been known for her patience... especially when there was food in front to her.

“Ms. Luthor, you don’t—”

“I do. I need to apologize for how I behaved last night.���

And, yeah, Kara had known her boss wasn’t exactly wrong. That she would have said the same in her place. But Kara was — well, frankly she wasn’t used to being apologized to.

Alex’s go-to apology is also a cinnamon sugar twist — in lieu of the actual apology.

“I don’t need to explain.”

There was a sheepish twist to her lips, a blink-and-you-miss-it slip of youth.

“But I am truly sorry.”

Kara had thought of her sister’s words from the night before: this is what you signed up for working for a Luthor.

And she’d smiled.

“Thank you, Ms. Luthor.”

“Lena, please.”

That had gotten Kara to blink. Even with their age difference, she hadn’t thought anything of the formality. After all, she hadn’t heard anyone address the CEO any other way. Not to her face.

“To you. It’s Lena to you.”

But Kara isn’t one for formalities for the sake of them, either. So she’d eagerly stuck out her hand.

“Kara.”

That was the first time she had made Lena smile, bemused as she’d returned the handshake.

It was also the first time she’d eaten breakfast on the L-Corp dime. But it wouldn’t be the last.

“Coffee and a donut is not embezzlement, Kara.”

Lena had gleaned from Nia that Kara always put her own order on her personal card, and was quite on set on it not happening again, apparently having assumed Kara understood that Lena didn’t expect her to fend for herself while she was doing her a favor.

“What about two donuts?”

That was the first time she had made Lena laugh. But also not the last.

And looking out for Lena? That’s not gonna be a one-time thing either.

***

“Lena, you’re needed in the lab. I’m afraid it’s urgent.”

If Kara’s face wasn’t enough, the heat that instantly pools in her stomach at her assistant confidently interrupting a board meeting and calling her by her first name in front of a room of old men who don’t is quite the parry to the anxiety threatening to tear her at the seams.

Not much more than it usually is in these necessary evils. But usually she has Sam at her side, ready and more than willing to jump in when Lena asks.

“So what’s the fire?” In fact, Lena’s breathing is nearing her baseline semblance of normal as the elevator doors close. “It’s not an actual fire, is it?”

She’s only half-joking. They have a containment system, of course. But that would really be the last thing she needs right now.

Kara’s smile has her unclenching her hands, even as her breathing stutters a little.

“No. It’s nothing, actually. It just looked like you needed a breather.”

And then they’re clenching with a vengeance as she ironically exhales harshly through her nose.

She may not have gotten to where she is two weeks out from 24 without her brother going insane. But she didn’t get here by being coddled either.

Which is what she’s about to explain, Luthor genes overriding the fact that it’s Kara she’s talking to.

Until movement catches her eye. A hand. Kara’s hand rubbing in a circle over her buttoned-up chest.

“Please, right?”

Lena stops breathing altogether.

“I’ve noticed the only times Sam speaks up in board meetings are when she’s spoken to… or when you do that.”

It’s true. If by that, Kara means Lena’s purposefully poor imitation of the sign. Hell, half the time she doesn’t even do it over her chest. Brushing exposed cleavage would rather counteract the subtlety.

“And I, umm - I had a speech delay when I - after my parents died.”

Lena breathes in sharply, like she had when Sam called her out over lunch yesterday for not knowing when Kara’s birthday is.

“I used Sign exclusively until I was four.”

Kara’s voice is quiet but steady. Her cheeks are rosier than usual, though, when the elevator chimes and she faces forward.

Lena doesn’t.

“Sometimes I still do when it gets too…”

“Yeah.”

Kara glances back at her, eyebrows raised slightly. As if she’s surprised by the admission. Despite how they got on the topic in the first place.

And then the doors start to open, and Kara darts forward, fingers hovering over the close button.

“Do you want to go back up?”

Lena shakes her head.

[biiexxx]

2023/2019

[lilyflowerhere]

rip Emily Prentiss and Lena Luthor, you would have loved good luck, babe, by chappell roan

[natalievoncatte]

New Story- Pride

Kara had never been this nervous in her life. She was standing high atop a building over National City's Redden Park, where about twenty thousand people were eagerly awaiting her appearance. They'd been standing there patiently all morning, listening to the mayor, a state senator, and local leaders in the queer community who'd come to open the city's two-day Pride festival with this ceremony and a march. She was to be the guest of honor.

With help from Brainy, Nia, and Lena, Kara had designed a new suit for this special occasion. The blue was a lighter shade and the traditional yellow of the El Mayarah was replaced with a stark white, the diamond and swoop of the crest rendered in a soft pink. Her cape was a rainbow, with the crest in brown, black, and yellow to honor the Philadelphia Pride flag. She had a rainbow sticker placed on each cheek. She looked like Pride incarnate, and though she should have looked borderline garish, Lena said she'd looked regal, and beautiful.

When she'd said that, Kara's stomach churned, and she fought to keep a straight face.

It was all going to get complicated very soon. Lena was about to give her speech and introduce Kara to the crowd, a speech that Lena had rehearsed a dozen times in front of Kara. She wasn't nervous for Lena; for someone so introverted, she had a gift for public speaking. She was nervous for herself, because of what shee was about to do.

Lena approached the podium to a wave of cheers, and Kara's throat tightened.

[bigmammallama5]

self defense with supergirl drawpile with @sango-blep (and other quality things)

[jadedloverart]

My Hero (2023)

Supercorp pride month series pt. 3. I have no excuses.

Pt. 1, Pt. 2

[futuristiccoffeeinternet]

https://gofund.me/070b9620.

Help the queer LGBTQ refugee's in golomu refugee camp in South Sudan 😭 to survive.

The situation we are living is totally terrible and day today is always alarming 😭 due to little food and other basic necessities.

[karaspal]

i know the supergirl movie has a lot of mixed opinions (imo i think it’s a good movie), but one thing that’s for sure is how good of a casting helen slater was.

like, that’s supergirl right there. 10/10 cast.

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

Stephanie Brown & Kara Zor-El: Queer-Coding💖💜💙

Batgirl (2009) #14 is one of the gayest comics I've ever read, bless Bryan Q. Miller.

That "Oh, hey." was gay as fuck. Secret identity to hide from mom = her bisexuality💖💜💙. Lucky thing Kara was able to get changed so quickly because her mom "has no idea she's bi Batgirl".

Also that "Can Stephanie come out to play" vs "You girls stay out of trouble" is far from subtle bro.

Their little date then which went from watch a movie to actually hunting vampires.

"You know how to show a girl a good time..."🥰

cuts to Steph's BEDROOM, both of them having cleaned themselves up. The poster on the wall reads “the dating” too.

"We're not as doomed as Dracula said." "I know. Just feels that way sometimes."

AHHH. That's so painfully gay and just painful. They're so definitely more than just best friends but it's all so complicated; their lives are pretty incongruent plus their little nightly adventures are a secret.

At least, they make that deal to give each other a call when they "feel alone" and "don't have criminals to hero at" and the literal US isn't out for their heads and it's presumably nighttime... I wonder what fun they'll get up to🤷‍♀️.

"Did you have a good time with your friend?" "The BEST."

AAAAHHHH. They deserve the world ok?

Also don't worry, Steph's mom found out that she's bisexual Batgirl, and she accepts her. Yay!!!

Inspired by @eggplantwaffles's posts.