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Estaba leyendo tu fanfic Rangshi "Slow air" y no sabes como me dolió, pero luego seguí leyendo y no pude evitar reírme cada tanto, esta tan bueno!!, espero sigas escribiendo de la pareja, me encanta tu estilo ❤❤❤

Mil gracias, me alegro de que te haya gustado! Sorry to get back to you so late, sweet; I haven’t had a chance to go through my messages or my emails since I haven’t been on here in a good, long while, but I’m so glad you liked Slow air! I appreciate you dropping me a line! x

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Your fic "here, there, and everywhere" is so beautiful and heartbreaking and just... Amazing masterful storytelling. It's one of the best supercorp stories I've read. It made me cry buckets. It made me wish someone would make a movie out of this plot!

But also it gave me hope. Kara fell into such dark time that she moved away and cut contact with the rest of her family and friends, except Clark. And she did it because she needed to heal. In the end, she managed to be happy again and live normally, even without Lena. I'd like to think that even my dark times will pass too.

Anyway. Thank you for doing what you do. I'll keep a lookout for any more of your fics 😘

hello, love! i’m so sorry it’s taken me ages and ages to get back to you, i’ve been up to my neck with everything going on, and i’ve only just taken a peek at my non-work related emails. but this was such a lovely, lovely thing to read, thank you so much, i’m so glad you liked it! ❤️

oh, i know what you mean, sweet. ages ago, when i’d first written Kara’s cathartic cross-country jaunt in chapter eight, i was in a similarly dark rut, and it was everything i wish i’d had the strength to do when i up and left a very toxic relationship—minus the reunion at the end lmao. i’m in a much, much better, healthier place now, and i just know, with every fiber of my being, that your days will grow lighter, and that the love you put out in the world will find its way back to you.

thank you for thinking of me, and for leaving me such a sweet note! if you want to chat about anything and everything, please feel free to drop in anytime! i’m mostly on twitter these days, but i still get notifs for tumblr! keep safe. x

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I hope you get the promotion!!!

thank you so much, love!!! praying with every fiber of my being that it all goes well! x

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Hello, are you open to being commissioned for fic? Thank you.

hi, sweet! i'm flattered that you've thought of me at all! i'd be more than willing to take a look at what you've got in mind, please feel free to drop me a line in my private inbox here, or on my twitter, and we can talk about ships, headcanons, fandom, and everything in between in the interim! x

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I’ve Been reading your fics and I found out you were studying to be a medical doctor, and I think that in this times that’s incredible, and I look up to you because I’m studying to be in the field of health care, too, and here in Brazil it’s so important especially because of how bad our situation is being. Do you have any advice for us who are burnt out some days, when we feel like we aren’t studying enough or doing enough?

hi, love! i'm speechless—this is the sweetest thing i've read in ages, thank you so, so much. my congratulations and deepest gratitude to you, too, for giving so much of yourself so selflessly in service. people will tell you pursuing a career in health care is difficult, and exhausting, and arduous, but, sweet, it's also so, so rewarding—you make a difference to so many lives, in so many ways: you can lend a hand to aid even the most marginalized communities; you can give the destitute and downtrodden a reason to hope; you can open your arms to comfort patients and families caught in despair, in grief. don't ever forget that the love you pour into the people you care for never goes to waste.

sometimes, when the days start to blend into a relentless, monotonous blur, and the nights grow too long, and sleep falls too short, it's easy to lose sight of the end-goal. it's easy to forget the lives that hang in the balance at the end of the line; it's easy to lose yourself in the near-robotic machinations of the curriculum. but, sweet, it's okay to get tired. it is. no matter how much you love what you do, you're human, and fundamental, grassroots physiology tells you that exhaustion is normal: your sarcomeres get tired. your erythrocytes get tired. your lymphocytes get tired. your cells get tired. so, it's perfectly okay to rest! when it all gets too much, don't forget to take a step back, and breathe. you can't save lives if you don't care about your own. learn to compartmentalize: it saved me—don't allow yourself to get overwhelmed by the sheer scope of the material, or by god, you'll drown. don't look farther than a week on your calendar after you've mapped it all out, because it's imperative that you learn to live for the day. take breaks, spaced out throughout the day, and block off time away from academics.

but—and this is probably the best piece of advice my surgery mentor ever taught me—when you've finally gotten back on your feet, just before you head back into the fray, take a long, beautiful moment to remind yourself of all the reasons you choose to keep going, so you can refuel in the best possible way. because medicine, at its purest, ought to be nothing else but a labor of pure, unconditional, altruistic love. every day, just before i get up, i say to myself, out loud: i've been blessed immensely so i can bless immensely. i honestly do believe people are put on this earth to love other people, that, in the end, the only measure our lives are ever going to be defined by is how much we cared. our profession is only one medium in a sea of countless others in achieving that, sweet, but god is it beautiful. so when the nights feel long, remind yourself of the light you bring to so many people. we give the absolute best of ourselves, every single day, because the people we care for deserve nothing less.

i wish you all the luck, and all the love, in the world! please feel free to leave me a message, or drop in on my inbox—on here, or on twitter—if you've got any more questions, or just need somebody to talk to, and or listen! boa sorte!

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would u ever consider writing lena’s POV maybe in the year her and kara were apart or right after they reconciled? 😳🥺

i'm so sorry it took me a while to get back to you, too, sweet, i can't believe i left all my replies in the drafts without publishing! i'd long been toying with the idea of coming back to the hte-verse on occasion to possibly add snippets, and explore what went over on Lena's end during the events of chapter eight, but i haven't gotten 'round to panning it out yet.

maybe when everything finally lightens up on my end (and i get promoted to clinical clerkships! squee, fingers crossed!)! i would love to, though, and hopefully someday soon! thank you so much for swinging by! x

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i feel like Words by Skylar Grey fits nicely with your hte fic

oh, my god, i've been a bit of a clusterfuck: i left all my replies in drafts without ever putting them up, i'm so sorry it took ages to get back to you!

ahh, thank you so much! it's been years, but the pre-chorus—so much to tell you, and most of all goodbye :(—always gets me! i've never thought about it before, but it's definitely giving me a bit of a chapter eight-montage vibe, of the positively gutwrenching variety, but from Lena's pov! thanks for letting me know! x

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red-handed

by subtleanarchist

“It’s not that impressive,” Kara mutters sulkily, arms crossed. “Don’t look so shocked.”

Linda looks between them—up into Kara’s pinched, surly features, and Alex’s beet-red gape—and then between her legs. “Well, I think it is. But, you’re entitled to your own opinion,” she shrugs, pushing the head down with a finger and watching it bob back towards her stomach. “But, it always hurts when I’m with Lena. I told her it hurt, that she was making it hurt. And then she said she was sorry, and that she could help, if I wanted.”

The silence that follows draws out interminably long—long enough that Linda starts humming It’s A Small World under her breath while she lets it flop up and down against her stomach in tune.

Eventually, Kara collects herself enough to cry, “What?” and Alex starts laughing so hard she doubles over in tears.

Or, alternatively:

The one where Red Daughter, alias Linda, is justifiably, albeit overbearingly, smug; Lena just can’t seem to help herself; and Kara just about has a seething, jealousy-induced aneurysm trying to process it all.

Words: 1437, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Red Daughter | Linda Lee, Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers

Relationships: Red Daughter | Linda Lee/Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: Kara is just about foaming at the mouth in a jealous murderous rage and dying to throw hands, and Linda’s innocent sweet girl act can’t quite mask her adorable smugness, it’s Lena who’s in trouble objectively except not really because hello?? beefcake in your bed??, and Alex can’t decide if she wants to laugh or find a therapist and honestly same girl, Red Daughter literally has BDE and by god does Lena know it—except now so do Alex and Kara, how else do i tag this? GP? extraterrestrial intersexuality? ABO without the Alpha-Omega dynamics?, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Girl Penis, Very Jealous Kara Danvers, Mentions of furtive albeit very vigorous smut, Fluff, Smut, Humor

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Read it here on ao3!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Red Daughter | Linda Lee/Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Red Daughter | Linda Lee, Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers Additional Tags: Kara is just about foaming at the mouth in a jealous murderous rage and dying to throw hands, and Linda’s innocent sweet girl act can’t quite mask her adorable smugness, it’s Lena who’s in trouble objectively except not really because hello?? beefcake in your bed??, and Alex can’t decide if she wants to laugh or find a therapist and honestly same girl, Red Daughter literally has BDE and by god does Lena know it—except now so do Alex and Kara, how else do i tag this? GP? extraterrestrial intersexuality? ABO without the Alpha-Omega dynamics?, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Girl Penis, Very Jealous Kara Danvers, Mentions of furtive albeit very vigorous smut, Fluff, Smut, Humor

Summary: “It’s not that impressive,” Kara mutters sulkily, arms crossed. “Don’t look so shocked.”

Linda looks between them—up into Kara’s pinched, surly features, and Alex’s beet-red gape—and then between her legs. “Well, I think it is. But, you’re entitled to your own opinion,” she shrugs, pushing the head down with a finger and watching it bob back towards her stomach. “But, it always hurts when I’m with Lena. I told her it hurt, that she was making it hurt. And then she said she was sorry, and that she could help, if I wanted.”

The silence that follows draws out interminably long—long enough that Linda starts humming It’s A Small World under her breath while she lets it flop up and down against her stomach in tune.

Eventually, Kara collects herself enough to cry, “What?” and Alex starts laughing so hard she doubles over in tears.

Or, alternatively:

The one where Red Daughter, alias Linda, is justifiably, albeit overbearingly, smug; Lena just can’t seem to help herself; and Kara just about has a seething, jealousy-induced aneurysm trying to process it all.

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31412264

this is crack, at best, but it's got heart. and! this one’s a birthday gift to one of my dearest and oldest friends, brilliant football athlete and fellow passionate milf enthusiast, Dea!

we’d been talking about the merits of a RedCorp-ABO fic for months, and while it’ll take a little longer to whip out the actual multi-chapter, with actual ABO, this is, er, middle-ground.

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AU: they find Kara alone in the phantom zone, hallucinating about her father. Lena brings her back to reality.

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Thinking about pining Rangi since day 1

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Sorry but is that teenage Marlon Brando on your header? Or Jack Kerouac?

hi, it’s Jack Kerouac! big fan of his work! (although growing up, Julius Caesar (1953) was one of my favorite films for some reason, and Marlon Brando’s Mark Antony was amazing in it lmao)

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HOLY SHIT YOUR aLIVE!!!!! Its great to see you here again!!! Hope your doing okay!

lmao hi, yes! thank you for dropping in! i’ve been active everywhere else but here lately, mostly because i’ve had to move and offload data-eating apps for phone space lmao, so i’ve been on twitter for most things, sorry, but i still get all my notifs for messages and tags in my inbox!

i’m doing great! finally heading into M-3 with a bang, secured mentorships for surgery and internal medicine as prospectives (although i’m definitely looking into specializations that’ll help me gain more control of my time, so ophthalmology, pediatric oncology, and anes are still on the list lmaooooo) but! i’ve also started fostering the most adorable calico furbaby and her kitten, and they’ve been the brightest spot in my life these past few months. x

hope you’re staying safe and doing great, too, anon! thank you so much for checking in! x

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slow air 

by subtleanarchist

READ IT HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30210762

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: Legend of Korra, Avatar: The Rise of Kyoshi, Avatar: The Shadow of Kyoshi Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kyoshi/Rangi (Avatar) Characters: Kyoshi (Avatar), Rangi (Avatar), Yun (Avatar), Hei-Ran (Avatar), Jianzhu (Avatar), Kelsang (Avatar) Additional Tags: the fix-it RoK AU where Rangi is devastated at the idea of losing Kyoshi and Yun actually lives, Kyoshi is capital J Jealous and it’s capital S Sad, Rangi is also All Caps-Jealous but it’s capital S Stupid, Yun is absolutely at the end of his tether and Hei-Ran is just flat out Exhausted, Rangi is a gay pining mess of epic proportions and the entire household has Had It, Yun would’ve been a supportive lesbro to his besties had he known they had the hots for each other, Jealous Kyoshi, Doubly Seethingly Jealous Rangi, Infuriatingly Clueless Himbo Yun, Intense Gay Pining, Fluff, Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Humor, Friends to Lovers, fix-it AU, One Shot

Summary: “What happened between you and Rangi?” Yun lay stretched out on his back, arms under his head. “Caught her crying at the table when you left. Did you two fight or something?”

A furrow deepened between Kyoshi’s brows at that, her brush strokes flying in wide, erratic swathes across the page. “We’re not friends anymore,” she said eventually. Yun rolled over onto his stomach to regard her with open surprise.

The tip of her sleeve got caught in the ink-pot, pigment seeping into the threadwork like tar; she turned her face away from him for a closer look, but he caught a glimpse of her tear-stained face all the same. “We aren’t good for each other,” she said softly, and her voice broke. “It took us a while to realize that.”

Or, alternatively:

The one where Kyoshi works herself into a tremendous jealous fit because she thinks she isn’t good enough for Rangi; Rangi suffers through a crippling bout of passive-aggressive, sapphic insecurity because she thinks she isn’t good enough for Kyoshi; and Yun all but flings himself into a screaming, root-pulling paroxysm because they’re both being insufferable.

the one-shot that wouldn’t let me sleep since Rangi all but thrust a literal flaming fist through Kyoshi’s chest at the end of Chapter Eight, The Fracture, because her rage at discovering the true Avatar’s identity seemed disproportionately, er, extreme, and warranted further emotional exploration.

aka, the fix-it RoK AU where Rangi is devastated at the thought of losing Kyoshi in every possible way; Kyoshi actually manages to pull off Hei-Ran’s test, saving them from Jianzhu’s desperate measures; and Yun lives, ultimately assuming the role of a supportive himbo lesbro, like he should have, right from the get-go. picks up between RoK’s Chapter Eight, The Fracture, and Chapter Nine, Desperate Measures.

artwork above is by the ever-brilliant @xuroky​, who is the absolute sweetest! you can sing your praises and view other amazing fanart over on Kelly’s main tumblr or on twitter! all my love, Kelly, thank you so much for letting me put it up here, too! x

READ IT HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30210762

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hi. i hope you know i miss you. may you always be happy.

someday, when you can, and you’re free—at last; in full; in every beautiful sense of the word—and you find yourself in a bookshop, ask the clerk for a copy of Kerouac’s On the Road—The Original Scroll, from Penguin Random House; the self-same edition they released in August, of 2008. the one with a glorious introduction by Howard Cunnell.

and there, on the eleventh page from Cunnell, Fast This Time (but not for us), look on Red, and his thoughts of a blushing sunset; look on Jack, leaving Denver to see Neal in far-off San Francisco, and know their thoughts, across the years, to be my own.

and then, when you can, turn to his brief dedication, right before the beginning, before it all starts, and then turn the page again. so, when we meet in the middle, as all good stories start, you can tell me what you think of Whitman’s epigraph, there, and give me your own answer to it, in turn—right before the beginning, before it all starts: beyond the night, beyond the road, beyond the anonymity—at long last.

i miss you, too. i do.

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Sorry if I spammed you with prompts!m 😅 your easily one of my favorite authors ever! Thank you so much for sharing your work with us! Hope you stay safe and good luck with studying for surgery and or med school in general! - Prompt Spam Anon :-( sorry again lol

hi! no, sweet, it’s fine, i appreciate it! i’ve been sifting through my messages this afternoon because it’s been a while since i’ve opened them lmao but no worries, i’ve gotten every prompt!

and thank you so much! looks like we’re heading back into hospitals for wardwork, so i’ll need all the luck i can get! x

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thank you, sweet! it’s been a ride! all my love! x

Final Chapter: Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten: here, there, and everywhere

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26119075

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Alex Danvers, Nia Nal, Samantha “Sam” Arias, Jess (Supergirl TV 2015), Eve Teschmacher, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015), Winn Schott Jr., James “Jimmy” Olsen, Eliza Danvers, Clark Kent, Lois Lane Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pining, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, in which Kara cries hard enough to just about fill a local community pool, because we all know: nothing on earth is as emotionally convoluted, as planning the wedding of a best friend you’re in love with, Supercorp endgame, cool! your! jets! friends! they do end up together! breathe yeah?

Summary: ‘I’m getting married,’ Lena breathes emphatically, entreatingly, and her attention snaps to like a band pulled taut. She watches with increasingly disaffected pliancy as Lena seizes both her hands in one of her own and flashes her left at her, right under her nose. ‘Say something,’ Lena laughs, a little too breathless, a little too conscious. ‘You’re making me nervous.’

Don’t, she thinks she could’ve said, and the vehemence of the very thought startles her. Why? is a little better, syntactically, in theory—less cruel, an open question, room for conversation. Really? is enthusiastic, breakwater, appropriate, adequate.

‘Oh, god,’ she says instead.

Or, alternatively:

In which Lena announces her engagement, to everyone’s immense horror and Kara’s heartbroken disbelief, and everything that follows after.

it’s been a while, friends, but here we are at long last. can’t thank you enough for all the love you’ve sent my way! we’ll see each other again soon (hopefully!), but until then, feel free to let me know what you thought, or drop me a line and send a prompt! all my love! have a great week ahead! x