so Esme can't mimic Lena power...but Vita can sense her..🤔
so Esme can't mimic Lena power...but Vita can sense her..🤔
Counting the days to #karamelendgame2021
Day 77 aka supervaloring and looking hot as the depths of a volcano
okay can someone please tell me how to develop like a small group of fandom friends on the internet or let me join theirs?? i’m reading a social media fic rn and i’m JEALOUS
Watch "Kara Danvers being chaotic (Part 2)" on YouTube
After defeating Lex and Nyxly, everyone is moving forward. Lena asks Kara to accompany her as her date at the gala she's hosting for her new foundation, and it might be the thing the two best friends need to finally reveal their true feelings for each other.
Words: 5232, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015), Esme
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Additional Tags: SuperCorp
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They pretty much always stand thisclose these days, huh?
My part of the Argo City exchange with Red Cape Morgana! Animation is not my strong suit but I couldn't resist making this
ITS @thebluewritingbench 'S BIRTHDAY <3
Pov you are Kara leaning in (again)
Kara and Lena have a great start, is everything that happens next what it's complicated.
Alex finds in Sam an unexpected friend, and then more than that.
Barney is enamored of Nia. The woman, however, doesn't seem as interested.
Or a Pride and Predjudice AU
Chapter 1/?: sc + first meeting
Day 15 of Supercorptober 2021 - coffee
When Lex threatens Lena's life, Kara will do whatever it takes to protect her. Even if it means letting her go.
Words: 5910, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 15 of Supercorptober 2021
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Lex Luthor
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Additional Tags: Supercorptober 2021, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Spoilers, Lex Luthor Being an Asshole, Protective Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor Needs a Hug, Kara Danvers Needs a Hug, Established Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Canon-adjacent, meaning i take what i want from canon, and everything else??, Suddenly I Can't Read I Don't Know, blame adele for the angst
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Nyxlygsptlnz is sexy and some of you aren’t ready to hear it.
Supercorptober 2021 Day 16: Fire
This was based on this photo of Lena looking absolutely incredible.
Fic link. Series link.
Kara can’t breathe, the air caught in her chest the moment she walks in and sees Lena. Her whole body stills, like its forgotten how to move, and if her brain wasn’t wholly focused on her best friend sitting at the table, she might wonder if her heart has physically stopped too.
But no, her entire being is focused on Lena and suddenly every single emotion that she’s pushed down, pushed away, locked inside in the hopes they’d go away, come bubbling to the surface.
She can feel it, thrumming beneath her skin, the pull she’s always felt towards Lena, the desire to be close to her, the pure want she feels for her best friend that’s getting harder and harder to push away.
She’s not sure she can push her feelings away anymore, not sure she can continue to pretend she’s not ridiculously in love with her best friend.
Lena glances up, catches her eye across the room and then Kara is falling all over again when Lena sends a smile her away.
They’re at the tower, Lena sitting at the table, going through her spell book, clearly frustrated if the little crinkle in her forehead that appears when she looks back down is anything to go by.
Kara stays frozen though, eyes on Lena. She’s wearing a black turtleneck today, making her pale skin stand out even more, the freckle on her neck just visible, which Kara has the inexplicable urge to kiss. Her hair is done up in a half messy bun atop her head, which only draws more attention to her neck, even if it’s half hidden by her sweater.
And then there are Lena’s lips, which she’s spent far too much time staring at for someone who is just a friend. Today they’re a dark red, only highlighting her pale skin more and making Kara wonder what it would feel like if she kissed them too.
She swallows, forces all her feelings back down, tries to lock them all away as she moves again, making her way closer to Lena before Lena can question why she’s not moving.
Lena’s focused on her hands, muttering something and Kara can see why when fire sparks at her fingertips, just for a moment, before it’s gone again. She lets out a frustrated sigh and Kara is momentarily distracted from her growing feelings.
“Is everything okay?” Kara asks.
Lena is still frowning at her hands. “I can’t even do this anymore, last time I could make a fire in my hands and now I don’t think I could even light a candle. Maybe I’m just not cut out to do magic.”
Kara can see the rigid way Lena is sitting, the stiff set of her shoulders. “I think you need to relax,” Kara says, rounding the table to bring herself behind Lena. She lifts her hands to Lena’s biceps, feels the soft material of her sweater as she runs her hands up and down Lena’s arms.
Lena lets out a small laugh. “That’s easier said than done.”
“I know.” Kara squeezes Lena’s arms, can feel the way Lena’s shoulders loosen under her touch. “If it helps, I know you can do this, I’ve seen you in action, you’re amazing.”
Lena takes a deep breath, Kara feels it from where her hands still rest of Lena’s arms.
Kara can smell her shampoo this close and it’s intoxicating.
Lena says some words Kara doesn’t understand, the same ones she’d heard before, and then in the next moment, sparks flare in Lena’s hands again but this time the fire doesn’t go out, it just continues to burn as she holds her hands in front of her. After a few moments, Lena says something else and the fire goes out.
“I did it,” Lena says, Kara can hear the grin in her voice even though she’s still behind her and the feelings swell in her chest again, back just as strong as ever.
She knows these feelings aren’t going away anytime soon.
“I knew you could,” Kara says. She leans forward, presses a kiss to the back of Lena’s shoulder, just to let some of her feelings out, since bottling them up clearly isn’t helping at all.
This doesn’t help either, because Lena’s shoulder is warm and she smells so good and all it does is make her want to press in closer.
Lena starts to turn, and Kara’s not sure she can look at her right now, not with the way her entire being is itching to reach out, not with the way the word home is ringing through her brain. Everything feels so right with Lena, she feels like home.
“Please don’t,” Kara says.
Lena pauses. “Don’t what?”
Lena still doesn’t move, but Kara can hear the frown in her voice, can picture the downturn of her lips and the crinkle that will be back in the middle of her forehead. “Why not?”
“Because if you turn around, I’m not sure I can stop myself from kissing you,” Kara says, the words falling from her mouth with not much thought, too focused on the way that if she leans forward right now, she can kiss the skin at the nape of Lena’s neck.
Lena stays still for a moment, but Kara can hear the way her heart has speed up in her chest. But then she moves, turns to face Kara, and Kara’s met with red lips and a curious look in Lena’s eyes.
“Lena, I said-“
“I know what you said, and I’ve turned around,” Lena says as her eyes drop to Kara’s lips and-
Kara’s eyes fall to Lena’s mouth, dark red and inviting as Lena leans forward. She feels warm breath on her lips the moment before Lena’s mouth meets hers. Kara gasps at the contact, her whole body suddenly hot under Lena’s touch, so many feelings swelling her in chest that she feels suddenly overwhelmed by the moment.
“Wait,” Kara breathes, pulling away. Not far though, she lets her forehead rest against Lena’s, needing a moment to centre herself when she thinks about what’s actually happening. Lena wants to kiss her, and she very much wants to kiss Lena back.
“Are you okay?” Lena whispers, the words almost brushing Kara’s lips as she does.
“Yes,” Kara says, nudging her nose with Lena’s before she tilts her head and then they’re kissing again, but Kara doesn’t lean away this time, she pushes forwards into Lena’s space.
Lena’s hands reach up to cup her cheeks and the word home rings through Kara’s mind again, everything feeling so very right about this moment with Lena, like this is what they’d always been making their way towards.
Lena is the one to pull away this time, smudged lipstick and dark eyes the first things Kara notices as she does.
It makes her want to lean forward and kiss her again.
Lena’s hand slips from her cheeks, thumb brushing Kara’s lower lip as she does. When Lena pulls her thumb away, some of the dark red from Lena’s lips have stained her thumb, and Kara’s lips too apparently.
“Sorry,” Lena laughs, though she doesn’t look sorry at all.
Kara’s not sorry either.
“Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?” Kara asks, because she doesn’t just want this with Lena, she wants everything.
“Are you asking me out on a date?” Lena asks and Kara can hear the hope in her voice, see it is green eyes too.
“I am,” Kara smiles.
Lena grins, her lipstick-smudged lips gaining Kara’s attention again.
“Then my answer is definitely yes,” Lena says, the words barely out of her mouth before Kara is kissing her again.
thinking about that supercorp quote about how lena discovered she had witch ancestry/blood and how she was still struggling to wrap her head around it, and how kara asked lena if she truly believed in magic, and how lena was a woman of science, so she believed in concrete facts, what she could see and observe and prove, so instead she completely subverted the question and said to kara “i believe in you.”
and not to make this about the straightsTM but honestly the quote fits kanej so well, and they deserve to have a sort of declaration among those lines. kaz is a cynic and not particularly inclined towards religion or magic or even towards believing in miracles, not after everything he’s been through. he’s a criminal, and he believes in greed, bad intentions, and cold hard cash. however, he himself has said that inej, just by being everything she is, by being the woman he slowly fell for, made him believe in magic bit by bit. he himself explicitly admitted, at least internally, that he wanted and desired her. kaz and inej have the perfect “slightly cold, skeptical cynic vs beam of sunshine” dichotomy as supercorp, and it’s not too far off to think kaz wouldn’t say this about her - because though he has trouble expressing himself, he’s always had thoughts of inej so lovely and poetic and beautiful despite being unable to vocalize them.
kaz brekker might never fully believe in magic, but he always believed in inej ghafa, and how just being near her made him a little bit lighter and happier, not eliminating the grief and pain that would always be with him entirely, but easing it just a little, and that in itself is a miracle.
Kara drops onto the balcony of the tower, dusting the last of the rubble from the collapsing building she’s just saved off of her hands. She’d managed to save the entire warehouse with no casualties and minimal structural damage, and she’s feeling pleased with herself.
She can’t wait to tell Lena.
When she moves into the common room, she spots Kelly and Nia sitting on the couch, sharing sly looks. She looks from Kelly’s quiet smile to Nia’s full grin and crinkles her brow. She’s not sure she wants to know.
“Hey, have you guys seen Lena?”
Nia’s grin curls at the corners.
“She’s in the lab-”
Kara’s already ten steps in that direction before can finish her sentence, and when she does it stops the Kryptonian in her tracks, one boot frozen above the ground.
“Oh?” Kara’s head cocks to the side in confusion, the joy she’d felt from her successful mission slowly draining out of her for reasons unknown. “Is he helping her with something?”
“He’d like to be,” Nia says and Kelly swats her on the arm, giving her a gently admonishing look that she’s absolutely mastered since becoming a mom.
Kara looks between them slowly, unable to connect the dots of what exactly is happening and unsure if she wants to. After a moment, Kelly has mercy on her.
“William came to the tower today to ask Lena on a date.”
Kara’s boot that had been frozen above the ground slams into the floor hard enough that she feels wood splinter beneath her heel.
Nia barely contains a cackle before slapping a hand over her mouth, having the decency to look ashamed, if only marginally.
“He brought her cookies,” she says once her hand has returned to her lap.
Kara’s look of confusion transforms into a scowl.
Before either woman can respond the door to the lab is opening, and William comes into the common room, Lena just a few steps behind. His cheeks are a little darker than usual and Lena is smiling at him.
A big smile. A double dimple smile. The kind usually reserved for Kara.
She’s suddenly overcome by the urge to put her other foot through the floor, or maybe her hand through the wall, or maybe her fist into William’s happy, smiling face.
“Ladies,” William greets them all with a single wave goodbye. It’s then that Kara notices the tupperware in his other hand. The empty tupperware.
She stands rooted to the spot, one boot in the ground, heart in her throat, and can only watch as Lena walks William all the way to the elevator, like he for some reason couldn’t find it on his own.
They reach the elevator and as the doors slide open Lena reaches out and gives his arm a squeeze before he steps through. As the doors close his eyes can’t quite meet Lena’s in a shy way that makes Kara’s heart clench.
It’s only when he’s gone that Lena turns around and acknowledges Kara.
“Hey! How was the mission?” she’s still wearing that pretty smile, her cheeks dusted in pink.
She is the single most beautiful thing Kara has ever seen, and it makes her heart swell almost painfully. Frost tingles in her lungs as she takes a deep breath and doesn’t respond, marching into the lab without acknowledging Lena at all.
In the lab she leans against the workbench, fingers digging into the wood so hard that it begins to splinter. She doesn’t notice, too focused on controlling the sudden thundering of her heart in her chest and whooshing of blood in her ears.
She’s in that same position when Lena comes in behind her.
“Kara? Are you okay? Did something happen on the mission?” She sounds concerned and soft. It shifts Kara’s mood instantly as she’s overcome by the need to make sure Lena doesn’t worry. About anything, ever, but especially about Kara.
She releases her hold on the table and spins around, fully intending to explain about the building and the bystanders and the dust on her pants.
“You can’t date William.”
Lena goes through a face journey, from worried to confused to raising one perfectly practiced brow in under two seconds.
“I can't do what?”
“You can’t date William,” Kara rushes out. She takes a step forward, hands outstretched helplessly. Her eyes flit around the lab as she struggles to come up with a reason as to why exactly Lena, the fully grown independent woman, can’t do whatever she wants.
“He’s...he’s...not even your type.”
Lena’s eyebrow creeps higher and it’s her turn to cross her arms over her chest. She narrows her eyes at Kara, studying her like she’s something on a slide beneath one of her many microscopes.
“And what is my type, exactly?” she asks, not unkind but guarded in a way that’s hard for Kara to process. The blonde throws her hands in the air huffing about a breath and begins pacing, red boots stomping across the floor, this time without any destruction.
“I don’t know but it’s not William! He’s a journalist. You’re the one who said that was a problem! It means he’s relentless and nosy and won’t stop until he gets the truth. You like your privacy.”
“Kara, you’re a journalist.”
“And he’s always bringing baked goods around. Cookies, cupcakes, and what even is a hobnob anyway? You like to eat healthy. Think of all the kale you’ve subjected me to over the years, Lena. It’s a lot of kale.”
“Kara, you’re always bringing me snacks. Last week you bought me a dozen donuts on three different days. Admittedly, you ate most of them, but the point stands.”
“He’s too happy!” Kara is almost frantic, stopping her pacing only to realize she’s gotten much closer to Lena than she had been before. Close enough to see the pretty green of her eyes where it shifts ever so slightly to blue, but too focused on what she’s saying to notice the small smile on her lips. “He’s always being all optimistic and hopeful. It’s annoying.”
“Says the paragon of hope.”
Lena uncrosses her arms, and it’s only then that Kara notices how close they’re standing.
Close enough that she could reach out and shake Lena for not getting it. How can someone so smart be so dense? How can she not hear what Kara is saying? That she could never date William because...because...because...
“He’s not good enough for you,” Kara says quietly, eyes searching Lena’s, hoping she’ll be able to translate what’s happening even as she herself struggles to do so.
“Who is?” Lena asks gently.
That throws her and her brow crinkles again. Lena reaches up to draw a finger across it until it smooths out, and Kara doesn’t even think before leaning into the contact.
Lena’s hand stays on her face, sliding across her brow, down the bridge of her nose, over her cheek to cradle it softly. Her eyes are intensely focused on Kara’s like she’s got the answer to a question Kara doesn’t know to ask.
“Who is good enough for me, Kara?”
“No one,” Kara says simply. “Lena, you’re so special. You’re the smartest person I’ve ever met, and I share an office with a twelfth level intellect. You’re beautiful. Not just the way you look, but in the way that you try so hard to do good in the world, to help people, and to help me. To help all of us.”
She brings her hand up to cover Lena’s that’s still holding her face and it feels like a puzzle piece sliding into place.
“You’re perfect, Lena. No human is good enough for you.”
Lena’s small smile grows and grows as Kara talks until it’s the special one that’s just for Kara. That’s when she realizes that it’s not like the one she shared with William at all because when Lena smiles at Kara like this it’s with her whole face and her whole heart.
“I think you’re wrong,” Lena says, bringing her other hand up to hold Kara’s face properly. “I think an optimistic, hopeful, journalist with terrible eating habits is exactly my type. You’re right about one thing though.”
“She’s not human.”
Lena is kissing her with soft lips. Her fingers brush over Kara’s face and she can feel the callouses from hours spent working with tools and gadgets. She can smell Lena’s perfume and taste her toothpaste and oh.
When they break apart Kara realizes that she was definitely wrong. That’s Lena’s type exactly.
She leans back in to kiss her again, has just brushed her lips over Lena’s when she pauses and pulls back.
“Wait, so you’re not dating William, right?”
Lena doesn’t answer, just kisses her over and over, sliding her hands up into blonde hair and holding on like she’s never going to let go.
Intended to clean this up but there are too many things in the WIP folder so please enjoy a rough Danvers hug animation.
Gif ref by @zorelkara