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Fandom: Pitch Perfect
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Chloe Beale
Rating: K
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Fandom: Pitch Perfect
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Chloe Beale
Rating: K
Oneshot, 5008 words
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Supercat #28! Pretty please and thank you. ;)
28. How drunk was I?
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Kara woke with a start, popping into a sitting position. The move prompted a deep pounding in her head. With a wince, Kara pressed her fingertips to her temples. Her mouth was dry and she felt groggy and disoriented.
Able to open her eyes long enough to gather that she was on Alex’s couch, Kara shut her lids again. With a groan, she collapsed back onto the sofa. Apparently her second time drinking the Aldebaran rum had gone worse than the first.
The sound of footsteps echoed loudly into the living room.
“How ya feeling?” Alex asked gently.
“Why are you yelling?” Kara mumbled.
Alex chuckled and came to sit carefully on the edge of the sofa. “Time to get up. It’s almost noon.”
“No,” Kara responded flatly.
She felt horrible. Every part of her body seemed heavy and she could swear that if she moved, she’d throw up.
“Are you sure,” Alex said, “because Cat Grant’s already called your cell three times this morning.”
Kara’s eyes shot open. Blurry recollections of Cat, wearing a worried expression, floated to her mind. I thought you said it was an emergency. Kara saw Cat’s soft smile before the memories faded.
From her place curled into a fetal position on the sofa, Kara shifted to look at her sister. “How drunk was I?”
“Well,” Alex began, clearly amused to be telling Kara the story, “you were pretty toasted, sis. You texted Cat around midnight.”
“What’d I text her?” Kara asked, anxious.
“You said there was an emergency and you texted her the address of the bar,” Alex answered, a tickled grin stuck on her face.
“And she came?” Kara didn’t trust the broken memories. Surely, Cat wouldn’t have dropped everything in the middle of the night simply Kara asked her to.
Alex nodded, her grin widening. “She did.”
Kara felt a brief moment of elation before remembering that there were missing pieces in her memory. She asked Alex a second time, “So, how drunk was I?”
“Drunk enough to kiss her.”
Kara’s face scrunched into a blend of disbelief, shock, and embarrassment. “Nooo,” she moaned, covering her face with her hands. “You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, I’m serious.” Alex was unable to contain the beaming smile. “You kissed her in front of everyone. Like, you really kissed her.”
“Oh, Roa,” Kara mumbled into her hands. She glanced at Alex. “What’d she do?”
Alex paused, schooling her open-mouthed smile back to an amused grin. “I think she liked it.”
At that, the discomfort of Kara’s hangover began to leave her. Her what-have-I-done expression was replaced with a glimmer of hope. “Really?”
“I mean, you definitely caught her off guard,” Alex answered. “But… yeah. And, like I said, she’s already called three times today.”
Snatching a pillow, Kara shifted and dropped her head into her sister’s lap dramatically. “Yeah, to fire me,” Kara said, muffled by the pillow. “For real this time.”
“Well, I guess you’ll be able to ask her about that yourself,” Alex said.
Kara popped back into a sitting position. “What?”
Her sister bit her bottom lip. “I may have-”
“May have what?” Kara snapped.
Alex breathed out and answered frantically, “I may have answered on the third call and given her my address.”
“What!” Kara’s eyes widened in panic. “Are you serious? Alex!”
Alex hastily tried to defend herself. “I’m sorry, I just, I mean, it’s so obvious that you have feelings for her, and seeing you two together last night, I think she might have feelings for you too.”
Kara stood from the couch a little too quickly, closing her eyes and catching herself as a wave of dizziness hit her. “No more rum,” she whispered.
Rushing to the restroom, Kara slashed some water on her face, rubbing her eyes. She brushed her teeth, cringing at the strong flavor of the toothpaste. Pulling her disheveled hair into the neatest ponytail she could manage, Kara raided Alex’s closet for a shirt to replace the wrinkled mess she had passed out in. Just then, a knock sounded at Alex’s door.
Kara came to stand in the frame of Alex’s bedroom door. She gave her sister an unsure glance, but Alex only smiled back reassuringly. Kara reluctantly came back into the living area as Alex answered the door.
“Ms. Grant, glad you found the place okay.” Kara could hear the amusement in her sister’s voice. “I don’t know if you remember me-”
“Alex,” Cat cut her off. “The sister. Nice to see you again.”
“Nice to see you, too.” Alex glanced back to Kara. “Looks like my sister has found her way back to the land of the living.”
“Oh, well she certainly seemed alive enough last night.”
Kara was squirming on the inside. She couldn’t see Cat’s face behind Alex’s shoulder, but she knew that tone. Cat wasn’t upset. She sounded… happy, casual even.
After a quiet snicker, Alex told her, “Come on in.”
Kara tried to keep her features neutral when Cat walked through the door and their eyes met. The smirk on Cat’s face made it difficult. She was so seductive without any effort. It drove Kara crazy.
As Cat drew near, all the scents that Kara had grown to love filled her senses. The deep fragrance of Cat’s perfume, the sweet scent of her shampoo, even the smell of her laundry detergent. Kara knew them all well. However, there was something else today. The familiar scent of pumpkin spice wafted up to Kara’s nose. She looked down and noticed the cup from Noonan’s in Cat’s hand. Cat had gotten her go-to again.
When they were standing almost toe to toe, Cat said a warm, “Hi.” Kara only pressed her lips together in response, attempting not to beam like a schoolgirl. “I thought you might need this.”
Cat held the cup up between them. Kara reached for it, wrapping her hand around the cup, and over Cat’s fingers. They stood there, holding one cup with two hands, gazes locked with mutual grins.
Finally, Kara managed a quiet, “Thank you,” before Cat released the drink.
They heard Alex clear her throat and it seemed to break the two women from their trance. “I’m just gonna go get a shower,” Alex said, quickly leaving Kara and Cat alone.
Kara hung her head, her initial embarrassment at her antics the night before returning. “Ms. Grant, I’m sorry about last night.”
Cat’s answer came without hesitation. “I’m not.”
Lifting her head again, Kara saw nothing but quiet affection on Cat’s face. Hope sprung in her heart. “You’re not?”
Slowly shaking her head, Cat stepped closer. “Not in the slightest. And I appreciate how you always try to be so respectful, but you really need to start calling me Cat.”
Kara nodded. She softly confirmed, “Cat.” With a dreamy sigh, Kara’s lips quirked in a little smile. “So what do we do now, Cat?”
Cat was confident and sure when she answered, “You could start by kissing me again.”
The small smile vanished from Kara’s face, replaced with surprise. She couldn’t believe it, Cat Grant standing in front of her, telling Kara to kiss her. She’d be a fool to let the opportunity slip by.
Bending her knees to put the cup on the coffee table, Kara lifted her hands to lightly touch Cat’s face. The second she made contact, everything from the night before came flooding back. She remembered sending the text, claiming an emergency to lure Cat to the bar. Alex had tapped her shoulder when Cat arrived, pointing out the woman’s presence. Kara had summoned all her drunk bravery, marched right up to Cat and slurred, “It’s time I show you how I really feel about you Catherine Jane Grant.” She’d put her hands on Cat’s face and kissed her with abandon. She remembered Cat tensing and then relaxing as she wrapped slender fingers around Kara’s wrists, holding her in place. Kara recalled how she’d pulled back, her confidence fracturing. Cat’s shocked silence made her turn on her heels and retreat to the bathroom. Cat was gone when she’d come back.
But this time, Kara had no intention of retreating. Fingers combing back into the softest hair she had ever touched, Kara leaned in and brought their lips together. Kara almost swooned when she felt Cat’s hands settle easily on her waist. It was a quiet kiss, delicate, and full of promise. Kara released Cat’s lips only to claim them again with a slight pressure. An involuntary flush spread through her as their bodies touched. It only took a moment for the two to fall into a smooth rhythm of tender and sweet kisses.
It was Cat who broke the gentle kisses, pulling away. She looked at Kara with that patented one-sided smile at Kara adored. Kara thought she might faint.
“There’s that Supergirl courage,” Cat whispered.
Stunned, Kara nonchalantly asked, “What do you mean?”
Leaning in again, Cat pressed a small kiss to Kara’s bottom lip. “You forgot to put your glasses on.”
Kara’s hands shot away from Cat’s face and up to her own. She had no idea where her glasses were, but they certainly weren’t on her face. She stared at Cat, dumbfounded. “I… uh…”
Cat stepped back from Kara’s proximity, smirking. Turning and making her way back to the door, Cat said over her shoulder, “Pick me up at seven o’clock sharp.”
“I’m sorry?”
“You’re taking me out tonight,” Cat replied, matter of factly. “Don’t be late.”
Kara watched her walk out the door. The second the latch clicked, Kara snapped, “Alex!”
She didn’t know what to shout at her sister about first, why Alex hadn’t reminded her to get her glasses or where she should take Cat that night on their first date. Maybe Aldebaran rum wasn’t so bad after all.
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Fandom: Pitch Perfect
Pairings: Chloe Beale/Aubrey Posen, Beca Mitchell/Stacie Conrad
Rating: M
8/? chapters, 36,802 words
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Fandom: Power Rangers
Pairing: Trini/Kimberly Hart
Rating: M
4 chaps so far, 4211 words
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Feats of Strength
A little fun feat. Flirtatious Lena ™ + Flustered Kara. Lena has some wine and challenges Kara to arm wrestle at game night. There’s a surprising winner.
Thank you @weinzapfel for putting this idea in my head yesterday- I hope I did it justice! Thank you to @gay4katiemcgrath for making it a bit more extra.
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Fic: (If You're) Going My Way
Pairing: Cophine
Summary: Great things (and people) can turn up in unexpected places - like, for example, on the side of the road, holding a sign that reads “San Fran or Bust.” Delphine is not at all the type to give a stranger a ride, but there’s something about Cosima that she just can’t resist. What are the odds that a random hitchhiker could have such a profound effect on her life in single day?
Words: I have no idea? Long. Very long. Smut and fluffiness abound.
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Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanov
Rating: T
Oneshot, 1618 words
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It's all in the pose
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2jAxkgn
by Rehizle_28
Maggie has always thought there was something familiar about the pose, something that transcended the iconic Supergirl persona, she’s convinced she’s seen it before, but for the life of her cannot place where.
The one where Maggie discovers Supergirl’s identity and realises just how much Alex means to the hero.
Words: 1537, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: Alex Danvers, Maggie Sawyer, Kara Danvers
Relationships: Alex Danvers/Maggie Sawyer
Additional Tags: Maggie is a detective she detects
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“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” + Alex/Lucy
Alex Danvers is avoiding her.
Lucy stalks past a collection of terrified new recruits, shoving past the training officer and stomping her way down towards the training room. There’s no Alex there, just as there’d been no Alex in her lab, or her office, or command, or satcomm, or the weaponry, or the kryptonite training room, or J’onn’s office, or the locker room. Alex’s badge hasn’t logged out of the building yet, so she’s somewhere in the DEO. Lucy just has to find her.
“Kara!” Lucy yells towards the ceiling, arms folded over her chest and foot tapping on the floor as the seconds click by until Kara whooshes into the room, cape swirling around her and the whole floor shaking when she lands.
“What’s going on? What is it?”
“Where,” Lucy says calmly. “Is your goddamned sister?”
“Alex?” Kara’s nose wrinkles. “You yelled at me because you need Alex?”
“Kara,” Lucy snaps. “Where the hell is she?”
“Server room, I think?” Kara shrugs. “Can I go? I’m helping J’onn with–”
Lucy’s already out of the room, marching to the server room. It’s three floors down and she stomps every single step of the way. It’s been nearly a week since she saw Alex. A week since the last time they spoke. A week since they had a few drinks– not too many, for once, just a few, a reasonable amount that would definitely not have impaired any of Alex’s cognition– and Lucy kissed Alex. A week since Lucy said I’ve wanted to do that for a long time and Alex kissed her back and they went back to Lucy’s apartment. A week since Lucy woke up alone, just early enough to feel the warm spot Alex had left in her bed and hear the quick snick of her front door closing.
The server room is freezing as always, and Lucy stalks through the cold air until she rounds a corner and nearly collides with Alex.
“You!” she says, pointing ludicrously and dramatically at Alex.
“What the–” Alex barely catches the laptop that she dropped when Lucy materialized at her side. “What the hell?”
“That’s my line!” Lucy half-yells. “You’ve been avoiding me for a week and what the hell, Alex!”
“I’m not avoiding–”
“Nuh uh,” Lucy snaps. “Nice try. You bailed on girls’ nights drinks with me and Kara and Lena. You never miss that. You didn’t even miss that when you got blown up and were dying.”
“I was never dying,” Alex says mildly.
“Point is, Danvers,” Lucy says, stabbing a finger into Alex’s shoulder and shoving. “We literally work side by side every day and I haven’t seen you in a week. You’re avoiding me and I want to know why.”
“I’m not–” Alex starts, only to cut herself off with a sigh when Lucy glares at her again. “I’m sorry. I just– needed to deal with some stuff.”
“Some stuff at six AM on a Saturday morning when you ghosted me in my own apartment?” Lucy can’t keep her voice steady, hurt welling up from the knot in her abdomen and pushing into her words. She slumps against one of the server banks, hands hanging down at her sides.
“I’m sorry,” Alex says softly. “I didn’t mean to–”
“You walked out,” Lucy says. “While I was asleep. After I told you how much– how I felt. What part of bailing after I told you how I felt about you didn’t you mean?”
Alex pushes at her hair, sucking in a sharp breath and pacing six steps down the row of servers and then back.
“I needed to sort some things out,” she says, finally, slowly. “And I couldn’t do that in your bed.”
“What could you possibly have needed to think about so analytically at the asscrack of dawn on a Saturday that you couldn’t do–”
“You,” Alex says, cutting her off quietly. “I had to– because it’s you, Luce. Because I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
Lucy’s legs give out momentarily and she slides halfway down the server behind her, barely catching herself before she falls all the way down because Alex Danvers just said that she was in love with her. She gives up and lets herself slide the rest of the way down to sit on the floor, thunking heavily down onto the cold concrete.
“What?” That can’t be her voice, wobbly and weak as it is, but Alex sits down carefully in front of her, legs crossed and hands wound together in front of her.
“I’ve been thinking about it for a long time,” Alex says carefully. “And last weekend was– it was a lot, it was everything, but we hadn’t talked about it at all and I couldn’t think straight about anything when you were right there next to me. I can’t think around you, not really, so I had to remove you from the equation until I sorted things out.”
“Remove me from the equation,” Lucy echoes. “So you could sort things out. And this is what you came up with? Dropping that on me in the server room with no warning?”
“To be fair, you found me down here and yelled at me,” Alex points out. “I was just down here running some diagnostics for Winn and you came after me.”
“You were avoiding me,” Lucy says faintly.
“And I’d planned to talk to you after work today,” Alex says. “About– this. About how I felt. I just didn’t want to do it at work, is all.”
“Right,” Lucy says. She shakes her head and blinks rapidly, forcing her mind to center itself. “Are you serious about all of this?”
“Yeah,” Alex says. The skin over her knuckles goes red and then pale as she grips at her own hands tightly, and Lucy stares down at it for long seconds.
“We should go on a date,” she says suddenly, blinking owlishly. “Tonight.”
“We should?” Alex says. “A date?”
“Yes.” Lucy nods once, short and sharp. “A date.”
“Because you–”
“Want to go on a date with you,” Lucy finishes for her. “Tonight. And then we’re going back to my place and you’re not leaving until at least after we’ve had breakfast.”
The sharp lines of tension visible in Alex’s shoulders disappear and she smiles, relieved and tired and bright, and Lucy’s stomach turns over on itself again because she’s going on a date with Alex Danvers.
“I have to go,” she says abruptly, scrambling up to her feet. She’s still in the tactical gear she wore for munitions training this morning, and she’s been procrastinating for months on getting a haircut, and she only has four hours until they’re going to go on a date.
“Bye?” Alex says, still sitting bewildered on the floor even when Lucy’s halfway to the door. Lucy spins on her heel and speedwalks back over, grabbing at Alex’s hands and yanking her up to standing so she can kiss her, short and entirely inappropriate, before half-jogging out of the server room.
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Fandom: Supergirl
Pairing: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Rating: G
1/3 chapters, 2812 words
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Fandom: Supergirl
Pairing: Alex Danvers/Maggie Sawyer
Rating: M
Oneshot, 2037 words
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Fandom: Supergirl
Pairing: Lena Luthor/Kara Danvers
Rating: T
Oneshot, 2888 words
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Fandom: Supergirl
Pairing: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Rating: G
Oneshot, 6708 words
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Fandom: Supergirl
Pairing: Kara Danvers/Cat Grant
Rating: M
29/? chapters, 95967 words
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Ficlet: It Must Be Spud, Spud, Spud.
This… I feel like this isn’t my fault. Also, not beta’d because any mistakes will just add to the utter insanity of this.
The rest of the girls don’t seem to be bothered, but Chloe is certain Beca has a problem with it. She can feel it. Sees it in the way Beca looks at them.
Maybe it’s a lack of understanding. Maybe Beca’s jealous of their love. Whatever the reason, Chloe isn’t about to make an apology. If Beca’s uncomfortable but doesn’t want to talk about it, Chloe can’t do much.
Granted, they’re an unlikely pair, but that’s what Chloe loves about their relationship.
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Author: Emma-face
Fandom: Pitch Perfect
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Chloe Beale
Rating: T
7/7 chapters, 24,734 words
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