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Nicole was saved from the Widows but the struggle isn't over. After finally waking up, she and Waverly have to figure out where they're going and if it's together. Post 209. I have feelings.

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Cat Grant: *shows up*

Kara: *fired and dating Mon El*

Cat Grant: oh dear god 

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So now that Katie McGrath said that she wasn’t acting gay on purpose it’s confirmed that she literally cannot act straight

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sorry for the delay. busy busy few weeks. more regular updates to follow!

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quick update!

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Chapter 2 is up :) 

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Out of the Dark - supercorp fic (series)

CHAPTER ONE: Into the Dark

Kara was supposed to meet Lena for lunch today. They wanted to try this new hibachi grill that just opened up a few blocks from L-Corp.

The excitement the Kryptonian felt was heightened by the conversation they had about it last week. Seeing Lena so carefree had sent Kara’s heart spinning, which she rationalized as just being happy to see her friend enjoying a stress free moment.

And Lena’s own excitement, though unexpected, was rather endearing too.

“I would kill for authentic Japanese food.”

Kara can’t help her fit of giggles, “And go to jail? For noodles?”

“I’m sure it’d make a great headline for you.”

“Lena. We have, like, seven Japanese restaurants in National City.”

“No, we have seven embarrassments to a culture.”

Kara burst out laughing. Sometimes Lena could be so playful, like she forgot her last name and all the sadness it brings her. Kara lov- likes this version of the other woman.

“Please say you’ll go with me this week? I have Monday around noon free.”

Kara would have to be heartless to turn down Lena’s hopeful face.

“I’ll clear my schedule.”

Kara still has an hour until she’s supposed to be at L-Corp. For someone who can fly “as fast a bullet” that’s a lot of time to kill.

Today won’t be all flight though.

For obvious reason, being on the other side of the city isn’t really a problem of distance, but after some of her recent not-so-convincing fibs Kara decided to play it safe. During their morning text session she told the CEO to give her 30 minutes because she was going to take the bus over.

The plan will work pretty perfect for once.

She can fly to the DEO, get an update on their target, then actually take the bus to L-Corp instead of appearing at Lena’s office door like magic and triggering a “wow traffic must be great today.”

She’ll meet Lena at the stop near her office and that’ll dispel any lurking thoughts of Kara being the Girl of Steel.

While Kara feels guilty lying – fibbing – she’s also feeling a little bit smug.

This hidden identity thing isn’t so hard after all.

Nailed it!

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Flying into the DEO everything feels…. lighter. Shiny and new. Birds are literally singing and the smile on Supergirl’s face is unmistakable.

Kara could chalk up her good mood to the weather, but in case you missed it, she really has an issue with lying – especially to herself. If she’s to be honest, like kryptonite gun-to-her-head honest – a certain Luthor might be to blame (thank?) for her high spirits as of late.

But she’s oblivious to how obvious this change is. Know who’s not?

Alex is watching Kara almost float down the stairs. She exchanges a glance with Maggie, who’s sporting a very amused, very knowing look.

“I’ll have what she’s having.”

Alex makes a sound of agreement.

“Good mood Supergirl?”

Kara beams at them.

“You know what? Yeah Maggie! I’m in a – a wonderful mood,” She’s not even being sarcastic. She’s happy Kara Danvers today, turned up to level 10. “I’m just so glad it’s finally spring. The birds are signing. The sun is shinning…”

“It May… It’s been spring for, like, months now.”

Alex holds up her hand to Maggie, “Don’t bother. We’ve lost her.”

“Har, har, Alex. Can’t a girl be in a good mood?”

Maggie raises an eyebrow and whispers under her breath, “There’s only one thing that warrants that good of a mood.”

Alex shoots her girlfriend a look. “Maggie!”

The detective just motions to Kara with her head, as if she’s saying ‘Evidence A,’ which happens to be Kara giggling with Winn at his station.

And Alex has to admit: her sister is acting a little suspicious… Kara is an unusually peppy person. But this? This is just weird.

The older Danvers lets out a thoughtful “hmmm” before J’onn joins the group.

“Glad you’re here Supergirl, but unfortunately we haven’t made much progress.’”

Kara has at least enough self-control to shift gears to hero mode.

“Nothing? I thought they left behind some shiny bouncy ball thing.” Winn scoffs.

“Uh, that ‘bouncy ball’ is a highly intelligent bio-tech weapon capable of… well we don’t really know right now, but it’s probably super cool and-“ he catches J’onn disapproving stare “-and really bad. Really bad. Shame on them…”

“Okay, so this bio-weapon… Do we know what they plan to do with it?” Kara looks to J’onn.

“Unfortunately we aren’t any closer to uncovering their motives than we were last week. All we know is they’re incredibly dangerous and they’re still out there – somewhere.”

This definitely dampens Kara’s mood. As much she wants to meet Lena for lunch the responsibly of National City’s safety is starting to weight down on her.

Alex catches her sister’s mood shift.

“I’ll take some patrols around the city then. See if I can spot them on the ground,” Kara offers.

“I thought you had plans… Isn’t that why you’re couldn’t join Maggie and me for lunch?”

Kara looks away, reflexively going to adjust her glasses before she realizes she isn’t wearing them.

“Oh yeah, it’s no big deal. Lena and I made plans, but…”

Maggie and Alex exchange a look.

“Hey, little Danvers. How ‘bout Alex and I see what we can uncover first.”

“Yeah. We don’t have anything on these guys. Maggie and I can dig up some info before you spend the whole afternoon flying around in circles.”

Kara’s perks up at this offer.

“Really? Are you sure? I don’t want to –”

“Go. Have fun.” Alex gives her a smile before Kara pulls her into a crushing hug.

“Thanks Alex. Let me know if you find anything. Seriously, don’t put yourself in danger.” “Yeah, yeah. We’ll be fine. Get out of here.”

A big smile makes it’s way onto the hero’s face and, after saying goodbye to Maggie, J’onn and Winn, she rushes out of the DEO.

Once she’s gone Maggie gives Alex a look, eliciting a groan from the taller woman.

She reluctantly pulls out a 20 and gives it to Maggie.

“Not a word.”

Maggie puts her arms up in joking defense.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Uh huh.”

J’onn puts his hand up.

“I don’t want to know anything about what just transpired.”

Maggie walks past, clapping him on the back.

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Kara doesn’t like sounding snobbish. While she loves her superpowers and feeling like a hero, she’s proud to be Kara Danvers, human extraordinaire.

But the bus really sucks.

It smells, strangers are jostling into her and oh my god, is it slow.

When Kara made it to the station there was only standing room. She’s tempted to fly out the window.

No Kara. You can do this. You need to give Lena a bit of a show. Arrive on the bus, mention bus-y lingo and bam – no more Luthor hunches.

Her pep talk is interrupted by a scream. Snapping her head up, Kara scans for the voice and finds a woman cowering near a large, hooded figure. He has a gun.

Pulling back the hood, the man transforms from human skin to a dark green completion. He’s reaching into his pocket and -

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science side of tumblr explain why i’m still not over lexa a year later

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KATIE MCGRATH PROMOTED TO SERIES REGULAR FOR SEASON 3

KATIE MCGRATH PROMOTED TO SERIES REGULAR FOR SEASON 3

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SHIELDS DOWN - supercorp fanfic continued

CHAPTER 2: HAVE HOPE

“Supergirl! Watch out!”

A boulder slams into Kara’s shoulder, sending her into a midair tumble.

Alex cringes, dodging the fist of a buff, stoney alien.

“You okay?!”

Kara rights herself.

“Yeah, just getting started.” A whoosh of air and Supergirl is back in the fight. Kind of.

“I ought to set the bar high.”

Another boulder hurdles into Kara, this time to the stomach.

“Pay attention!” Alex is trying to scream loud enough to be heard over the fight.

They’re in the middle of nowhere, only within sight of the highway. The fight is against some low level thugs - it shouldn’t be catching Supergirl off guard, but she’s… preoccupied, let’s say.

Having been thrown to the ground, Kara is trying to shove the dizziness off. Another blocky dude is coming at her, but J’onn sweeps in with a might punch to the guy’s face.

“Supergirl, are you alright?”

Kara shakes her head, trying to dispel her thoughts.

“Yeah, just a little off today.”

J’onn lends her a hand.

“Well you better get ‘on’ because it looks like they have friends.”

The aliens are multiplying, increasing their numbers to about a dozen.

Supergirl squares her shoulders and looks at the nearest target.

“Finally an even fight. Let’s go!” She races forward.

The lights of the machine pulse. Kara lies on the cot and soaks in the extra does of yellow sun like she’s tanning and not in the DEO’s med bay covered in monster-sized bruises.

Alex is eyeing her with concern.

“Not to sound harsh, but you were awful out there.”

“Gee, thanks for sugar coating it.”

“Sorry Kara, but man. You took so many hits. And your agility! Wow, I haven’t seen it that bad since we were kids.”

“I get it!” It comes out angrier than Kara means, but it’s not exactly wrong.

Alex puts her hands up in surrender.

“Whoa, sorry.” She sets her clipboard down and pulls up a seat next to her sister. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it’s - yeah. Things are fine.”

“Uh okay,” Alex says it sarcastically, but her tone is gentle. She waits a beat. “So how long do I have to pry before you give me the truth?”

Groaning, Kara sits up and turns the machine off.

“I’m really fine. Nothing bad has happened…”

“Then what was with today? And yesterday? And honestly most of this week.”

Sitting on the edge of the cot, Kara gently kicks her feet back and forth. She avoids eye contact with Alex, only whispering a soft “I don’t know.”

Okay, Alex recognizes this look. She can see 11-year-old Kara hiding on the bottom bunk in her bunny pajamas, refusing to spill her first human crush. (It was Tommy Carson. 11 1/2. He had a scooter with light-up wheels.)

Alex moves her chair closer to the machine and leans in.

“Okay, spill. Who is he? Oh my god! Is it James again? I always thought you were so cute together! It was such an abrupt end -“

Kara pauses as she gets up from the cot to wave off Alex’s words with a hand, “No, Alex, no. It’s not James or… anyone. I’m fine really. No crush.”

“Oh, yeah, okay. That’s why a bunch of Dryads kicked your ass.”

If looks could kill - well Kara’s could, but she wasn’t going to laser her sister for an irritating comment… not yet at least.

Alex rolls her eyes before fixing Kara with a try-me-again stare.

“Who would I even be interested in, Alex?”

“I don’t know. Mon-El. He’s obnoxious, but I gotta say, the boy’s got a great jawline.”

Kara is almost out of the med bay, Alex trailing behind, when she stops to laugh.

“Yeah because I want to be someone’s mom for the rest of my life. No, Alex. It’s not Mon-El. That ship sailed - hopefully into outer space, never to be seen again.” She suddenly spins around to come face-to-face with her sister. “But this is all beside the point because there’s no crush!”

And she’s out, purposely calling on a little superhero magic to boost her speed.

Using her hands to project what she says Alex yells, “Yeah! And Maggie and I are just friends!”

The agent looks around to see a few co-workers giving her a weird stare.  

"Oh go back to your Farmville Theresa!"

Kara is flying over the buildings of National City. She has never hoped for trouble this desperately.

C’mon. A break in. A mugging - give me something!

It’s not fair to be irritated at Alex, but she really was pushing. Kara does feel guilty though. She isn’t one to keep secrets from her sister - but this wasn’t a secret! What would she be hiding? That she’s been thinking of her brunch with Lena Luthor all week? That’s - that’s not a secret. It’s just. It’s just a -

Something breaks - “IDIOT!”

I know that voice.

A sharp turn and Kara is flying with determination towards a very familiar building.

Within seconds of hearing the breaking glass, Supergirl is on Lena Luthor’s balcony and rushing into the office.

She’s looking for a fight, but all she sees is a very broken Lena and an equally broken glass chess board on the soft white carpet.

Her shoulders relax instantly and she walks over to the young CEO.

“Lena, are you alright? I heard - “

The Luthor gives a deprecating laugh and drops the bits of glass she managed to pick up from the carpet. “God, I thought this day couldn’t get worse.” Lena sinks back against the couch.

Taking form where she left off, Kara kneels down and starts picking up the pieces.

“Was it a gift or -“

But Lena shakes off the idea like Kara is simply missing the point.

“I try to preserve what little good there was of my childhood, you know? Riding lessons on my favorite palomino Demeter, reading ‘Through the Looking Glass’ under the cool sheets of my bed…” She motions to the destroyed game. “Playing chess with Lex… And for what? Every time I attempt to find good…” She looks away from Supergirl as tears threaten to spill.

Kara moves from the chess board to Lena, resting a strong hand on her shoulder.

“There is good in this world.”

Lena motions subtly with her hands as if to say “where?”

“Lena, believe me…” Kara waits until the brunette’s eyes find hers. “There is good here… good people… I - I know the situation with your mother is hard. And trust me when I say I can relate to family letting you down. But don’t let go of the good. Don’t think it - it doesn’t matter. That’s what makes you different from all of them - from Lex and your mother. Don’t give up.”

Lena gives her a sad, watery smile. She places a cool palm on Supergirl’s cheek.

“You always show up when I need saving, don’t you?”

Kara returns her smile with a determined one.

“And I always will.”

Blue meets blue and the women hold each others stares for a few beats too long to be friendly. Kara breaks the contact with a growing blush, ducking her head to hide it.

“God, I’m probably keeping you from people who actually need saving.” The tone is upbeat as Lena tries to lighten the mood.

She starts to get up, but her burgundy dress doesn’t allow much movement. Supergirl offers a helping hand and the two end up standing face-to-face much like before.

Lena gently moves her hands from Kara’s.

“Thank you… for being a good friend. It’s been a trying day.”

“With what you’re going through? I don’t blame you Lena.”

Kara earns a thoughtful smile in response.

“Now off you go. I can’t keep National City’s hero all to myself.”

Walking towards the balcony door, Kara can’t help but glance over her shoulder to where Lena is standing. A few hairs are out of place, her eyes a little red from crying, but she looks perfect. Incredibly perfect.

“Take care of yourself Lena.”

And Kara if off.  

“You too Supergirl,” Lena whispers to the empty room.

When Lena walks into her office the next morning she first sees the small card, but her attention quickly diverts to a beautiful chess set that sits on the coffee table.

Her eyebrows knit in curiosity and she abandons the task of taking off her coat to exam the mystery gift.

The card is simple, just a folded piece of white card stock.

Don’t lose your hope.

The look that sweeps over Lena’s features is part smile, part gratitude as she reverently closes the card. A hand brushes over the frosted glass of the chess board and she looks outside to the city skyline, a small smile playing on her face.

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Okay. Let’s talk about this real quick.

Kara can be self-righteous. Yes. That’s a thing. EVERYONE has flaws. Some are worse than others.

When Kara and Mon-El meet they BOTH are prejudices against each other’s people. So it’s ignorant to just call Kara on this. Both of them have preconceived notions. 

Now: 

Kara is upset because her boyfriend was lying to her. Yes, but also because he wasn’t owning up to the fact that he was a prince of a kingdom that profited off of slavery and selfishness. It’s more than him not wanting to talk about being royalty. It’s because of what he and his parents ruled over. It’s because of who he was when he was there. It’s not like Kara would be as pissed if he was the former prince of rainbow karl marx city. No, she’s pissed because he planned on possibly never telling her who he was. He wanted to bury his past knowing it was shameful.

And on that note: Mon-El admits that Kara is right about his former kingdom. So she’s not being self-righteous. A person who was privileged and actually lived there agrees with her. 

Do not be angry when a FICTIONAL story doesn’t go you way and makes you question your own prejudices. 

If you want Kara to be with Mon-El because you have a crush on the actor and like to imagine what it’d be like to be his gf - fine. But christ, don’t try to have an intellectual discussion on it. 

And don’t continue posting nonsense that just perpetrates nasty stereotypes and girl-on-girl hate.

Done. 

This week on Kar*mels Are Just Blarkes 2.0, or How to Still Somehow Blame the Girl When the Hot Guy Fucks Up

mono: *lies to kara for months about who he is, completely betraying her trust, and turns out to be the prince of a bigoted slave-owning kingdom, who had the reputation of being the worst of the worst*

kara: *breaks up with him because she deserves better than to be lied to*

kar*mels:

yeah what a bitch, when will she understand she’s actually the bigoted one here and hop back on his dick?!

and my favorite:

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Winn: yeah so kara and mon el broke up and-

Lena: *already out the door*

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kara texting lena: yeah i broke up with mike--

there's a helicopter outside with a message flying behind it saying kara will you date me; there's a full orchestra outside kara's window; there's flowers overflowing every building top; god parts the skies to bear witness as lena descends from the clouds in a versace gown kissed by angels: so you're single?

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How could you?

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So I asked my friend who doesn’t watch Supergirl if that scene at the end of 2x12, with the flowers and the hug, was straight and to confirm it wasn’t just me being overly gay (fyi he’s a straight guy) and yup. 

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Shields Down - supercorp fic

Takes place after 2x13. This mentions the Mister Mxyzptlk storyline, and Mon-El but neither are who Kara’s fallen for.

SUMMARY: Kara and Lena have been spending more time together after the Lena practically delivered a whole flower shop to her office. But it's in a friend way... Or it's not. Kara is confused. Lena is burying her feelings.

Chapter 1/? ——-

CHAPTER 1:

It’s not like this is her first lunch with Lena, but Kara is fidgeting.

She’s at a bistro with fabric napkins (this is getting beyond her budget) and cute tea lights and fancy bread and she’s wondering why she feels like dancing and vomiting indiscriminately.

Since the flower delivery Lena and Kara have been spending more time together than usual.

Not implying that it’s unusual.

It’s perfectly usual.

And spending more time with a friend, well of course you’ll think of them more. So it’s completely understandable that she keeps thinking of the flowers as well…

They’re kind of a perfect example of Lena Luthor… beautiful, impressive and almost intimidating.

Did she do that for everyone or was this… special?

Just thinking of the gesture almost causes another blush to rise to Kara’s cheeks.

She’s been looking forward to this lunch all week. After saving Lena that night all she wanted to do was relax, but instead Mon-El came over.

She does care about him. And yeah, okay, she thought he was sorta hot when he first landed. But her flirty banter has transformed to general banter - that which she would have with a brother. His? Not so much unfortunately.

And then to make the night more awkward Mister Mxyzptlk had to show up.      

“Is HE why you’re not interested?

“What? Gross. No. I don’t even know him!” “Darling, I love you. You don’t need to know me.”

If she could get headaches she’d have a huge one right now.

Kara rubs her crinkled forehead. The frustration with Mon-El was only compounded by another “suitor” because now he thinks that with Mister Whatever out of the way he’ll have her full focus, but all Kara really wants is -

“Lena!”

“I’m so sorry I kept you waiting. I hope you haven’t been here long.”

“Don’t worry about it!”

Her response is a little over eager and she almost tips her water glass over. Lena’s eyebrows jump up playfully.

“I’ve told you to cut back on the coffee, ace reporter,” she laughs.

“Sorry, ugh, I’m so clumsy.”

Sitting down, Lena smiles, “It’s charming.”

Kara groans at this, a slight over exaggeration to the compliment it seems.

“I would really not like to be ‘charming,’ or ‘sweet’ or ‘breathtaking,’” this one see says with a roll of the eyes, “for a minute.”

She just can’t help but recall all of the adjectives Mon-El and Mister Mxyzptlk threw at her in their pissing contest.

Lena pauses for a second while setting her napkin in her lap. This has perked her interest.

Lena fixes Kara with a bemused grin, but if she was being honest with herself - and let’s be honest together, Lena is bury this deep - she’s also secretly curious to know where, or who, all these compliments are coming from.

“Well that might be hard for you, Kara…” she pauses. “I’m starting to think that I’m not the only one complimenting you.”

“God I wish it was just you.”

The color from Kara’s face drains. “I mean… it would be… I’d find it - that was weird of me to say. I just meant -”

“It would be less frustrating,” Lena finishes, showing the poor girl mercy.

“Yes, exactly.”

The waiter comes by and Lena orders without checking a menu. Kara asks for her recommendation because there’s a lot of French words at this place and while Kara speaks two languages French is not one of them.

“I can’t believe I’m being so rude! We’re talking about me and boy trouble when you were attack!”

Lena brushes it off with a slight wave of her hand.

“I’m surprised something like that didn’t happen sooner.”

Kara isn’t buying it. She gives her brunch partner a questioning look. “Honest, Kara. Plus, talking with you afterwards… well it really helped. It’s good to have friends like you in the city.”

Should a word like ‘friends’ make you physically ill? Maybe it was just something Kara ate. Like the completely mild bread…..

“I’m always here for you.”

Lena reaches across the table to gently place her hand on Kara’s.

“I know. And you have no idea how much that means to me.”

Butterflies are erupting in her stomach.

What is in this bread?

Lena pushes hers down with the rest of her repressed memories.

The meal carries on similarity - minus the references to almost being thrown off a building, but both are deeply preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Kara is confused over, well almost everything about Lena.

And Lena is wondering why she never wants to hear “boy trouble” cross the threshold of Kara’s lips.

It’s almost 12:00 and if Kara isn’t back early Snapper might killer her… well she’d probably make front page for once…

The check is dropped of and Lena leaving her card before Kara can even move towards which is weird considering, you know, superpowers.

“Lena.”

“Kara.”

“You don’t have pay for me.”

“It’s the least I can do.” “No. No more of that. You aren’t indebted to me for saving you - plus that was Supergirl. No more of this ‘I owe you.’ Friends look out for each other okay?”

“Well then maybe I just want to. Regardless…” She’s not exactly smiling, but Lena’s eyes are sparklingly like she is and there’s a confident upturn to her lip, a try-and-tell-me-not-to sort of mirth about her.

Kara is blushing. It’s not about the money, though she’s guessing this brunch cost more than her weekly grocery bill. She feels… appreciated, taken care of.

“That’s… thank you. It’s really sweet of you.”

“Don’t mention it.” They both standing to leave. “Plus, with all of these boy vying for your attention I ought to set the bar high.”

Kara tilts her head like a puppy.

“Why’s that?”

Lena gives her a small smile in response before leaning into a goodbye hug.

She places a light kiss on her cheek and is saying goodbye before Kara has even processed her last sentence.

Hopefully only a few moments have passed because Kara snaps out of her fog to find she’s just staring off across the bistro like a dunce and she’d rather have few as people possible witness that..

On the other hand. She almost doesn’t care with how fast her heart it beating.