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Have you ever wondered if the life you lead right now was altered by a wish you never knew you made? Like to have your closest friend be your actual sibling, only to never grow as close as you once were. Or maybe you wished to fix a disability or some part of your appearance that bothered you all of your life, only to never even acknowledge the change. Maybe you wished for a normal life and now burdened with mundane problems of your new existence, or purhaps you wished for some interest in your life only to lead a life wondering what normalcy is like.

Maybe it is far better than the life you led previously, maybe it's worse, and purhaps in just simply different. But as the wish was made and your life had changed, you would never know.

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Venture (a continuation of Ferrari)

“There’s some steel under that Kansas wheat,” Lena smirked.

Kara glanced nervously at Kal, only to note that Lena’s eyes landed on her soon after. How much do you know?, Kara thought, watching as Lena turned in her chair to glance out onto the city, explaining her orphaned background. It was a strange and disconcerting interview, leaving both Kal and Kara uncertain as to what to do next.

Kara didn’t expect to see Lena again later that day - saving her, this time, instead of grilling her (or destroying another luxury vehicle). Wherever Lena fell on the morality spectrum, she was clearly not the one behind the Venture’s explosion. She was a target.

Soon after, Corben would be shot, Kal would write a favorable article about the Luthor, and Kara would once again affirm to herself to keep an open mind. “I didn’t see your name on the byline,” Lena said, eyes almost sparkling at the suggestion. Kara smiled back, and immediately after marched into Cat’s office.

But the real surprise came when Kara got home.

A private courier came to her door, carrying a simple brown envelope. “Kara Danvers?” the young man asked, receiving a nod and a signature from Kara before scurrying off for his next assignment. Kara frowned, closing the door before tearing at the envelope. This is from Lena Luthor?

Her eyes widened at the contents. A Ferrari order slip, complete with an address in Italy and written permission for Supergirl to carry the car away. A location on a private rooftop parking garage in National City, to deliver the vehicle to. “Whenever is most convenient for you,” Lena’s handwritten note said.

She knows who I am, Kara thought, glancing up with wide eyes, before looking back down, rereading the note. How…

Well, Kara had a task.

She found herself taking off early the next morning for Maranello, soon finding herself carrying off a platinum convertible, identical to the one she had destroyed. Her fingers itched at the container, hoping that Lena would be there when she landed with the car.

Kara hadn’t expected the tight leather tank top wrapped perfectly around Lena’s body, causing Kara to momentarily drop the cargo while she desperately remembered how not to swallow her own tongue. Luckily, she had been able to catch the crate before it crashed through the roof of LCorp Tower. She placed the crate down softly on the parking lot, landing beside it. “Miss Luthor,” Kara said.

“Thank you,” Lena replied, glancing appreciatively at the car.

“How did you know?” Kara asked. How did you know who I was?

Lena quirked a brow. “Those glasses do nothing for you, Supergirl.”

Kara watched as the other woman took steps towards her, as she tugged her coat closed against the cool morning air (or perhaps to prevent Kara from being further distracted). Lena paused a couple feet away, opened her mouth as thought to speak, but hesitated - mouth closing again in a thoughtful frown.

“Are you alright?” Kara asked.

“Yes,” Lena responded, “Just- thinking about us. I don’t want to scare you.”

Scare me?, Kara thought. The note had certainly made her feel… uneasy. But Kara knew that Lena had given a critical card away in letting Kara know she knew her identity. It was a gesture of goodwill, not a threat. “I think I can take you,” Kara tried to joke.

Supersenses are a funny thing. Kara could easily detect the slight dilation of interest in Lena’s pupils, the small uptick in heartbeat. “I certainly wouldn’t mind,” Lena said breezily, resulting in heat burning on Kara’s face at what exactly that meant.

But Lena moved on. “The bigger issue is that I have kryptonite,” Lena said, “Lex’s kryptonite.”

“Kryptonite?!”

“I would never use it against you,” Lena said, “Or- well-”

“Or?” Kara asked. Or?! “You want me to believe you’re the good Luthor, who also wants to use kryptonite on me?”

“Yes,” Lena said, “For good reason.”

Kara’s brow crinkled. This is insane.

“I’m part of an old money family. A circle that receives… certain invitations,” Lena said, “To certain kinds of entertainment.”

“Entertainment?”

Lena bit nervously at her lip, watching Kara with concerned eyes. Kara found herself shifting on her feet, tilting her head in thought, trying to convey an openness that she wasn’t entirely sure she was feeling.

But it was enough for Lena. “How would you like to take down an alien fight club?”

[to be continued]

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KATIE MCGRATH as MORGANA PENDRAGON Merlin (2008-2012) ☆ Episode 4.02

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Kara Has-No-Chill Danvers everyone. 

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Ferrari (S2 meet-cute, inspo)

“Jesus christ,” Alex’s disbelieving voice said over the earpiece.

“What is it?” Kara said, giving the hellgrammite one last kick in the head for good measure. “Is there another one?” 

“No,” Alex muttered, “But fuck, Kara, you bashed a Ferrari.”

“Oh,” Kara said, turning behind her, frowning at the sight of the crumpled platinum convertible. “Well, public safety comes first.”

“Thanks for the paperwork,” Alex said, “Let’s hope whatever rich son of a bitch-”

But Kara turned back towards the car and the skyscraper, her ears picking up on the murmurs of passersby who had gathered during the attack. “Is that her?” and “holy shit” they whispered, as Kara caught the sight of a woman exiting the building.

An utterly gorgeous woman.

Kara felt a flush grow on her face as the woman took pause, glancing down at her car, expression carefully blank and hidden behind wide sunglasses. Oh Rao, I had to ruin some pretty lady’s car, Kara thought, feeling a sinking pit in her stomach.

The woman looked up, seeming to gaze at Kara - before her eyes darted to the side again where the hellgrammite still lay unconscious, then back to Kara. With a sigh, the woman stepped to her left, passing behind the wrecked Ferrari and walking straight towards her. Oh Rao oh Rao oh Rao-

The woman reached her quickly, halting in front of Kara from her position in the street. Kara swallowed, watching as the woman’s lips quirked slightly. “I suppose you’re entitled to some revenge,” the woman murmured, her lilting voice making Kara feel like melting, “But I’m surprised you would direct it at a beautiful Italian vehicle.”

Beautiful? You’re beaut- wait. “Revenge?” Kara squeaked.

“My brother, your cousin,” the woman gestured loftily. 

“Your brother,” Kara sputtered, “Wait, you’re-”

“Lena Luthor,” the woman said.

Oh shoot, Kara thought, still shocked as Lena reached for her sunglasses, pulling them off to reveal stunning green eyes. I hope she’s evil, otherwise this is a diplomatic nightmare, Kara thought, straightening up for some damage control. “Miss Luthor, I am so sorry-”

“It’s alright, Supergirl,” Lena said, glancing up to Kara again, “I took out extra insurance before moving to this city.”

“Moving?” Kara asked, “You live here?”

“I do now,” Lena said, and that’s when Kara saw it - the slightest fault in Lena’s haughty demeanor, the nervousness behind the mask, “I’ve actually been hoping to meet you. I’m taking over LuthorCorp. To make it a force for good.”

A force for good, Kara thought, wonder flitting past her mind. Was this a trap?

Or the start of something better? “I think that’s a wonderful idea, Miss Luthor.”

“I could use your help,” Lena said honestly, “Maybe we could discuss over coffee?”

“I’d like that,” Kara smiled.

“Good,” Lena said, raising her sunglasses again to her face. Kara watched as the woman turned, making her way back to the sidewalk. This is going to get interesting, Kara thought.

Lena hesitated once more, turning her head over her shoulder. “Oh, and Supergirl?”

“Yes, Miss Luthor?”

“I trust you’ll be able to handle the shipment of the replacement Ferrari?”

A small smile flickered to Kara’s lips. She could recognize a powerplay when she saw one. Well, I did ruin her car, Kara thought, I’ll give her the win on this one. “Of course.”

“Thank you.”

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[Chloe Bennet and Jeff Ward about Daisy's Sexuality] || daisy if the writers let chloe write her own character: 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏳️‍🌈

*timestamped interview linked*

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"Oh my god, Cat was right! There is anger behind the anger."

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Could barely sleep and woke up like shit. Yeah, that tracks...

Moving is so tiring, and I've only partway through 🫠

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Still the fairest of them all ❤️

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Okay, the flat had been cleaned (tho it still somehow a bit dirty again after my third wash), and all my stuff is here and about 90% organised. I call that a win!

But, man, am I exhausted...

Moving is so tiring, and I've only partway through 🫠

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Just me cracking myself up with AAA text posts

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Mostly done, just a bit more. I'm already ded🙃

Moving is so tiring, and I've only partway through 🫠

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SUPERCORP IN EVERY EPISODE -> S04E11 Blood Memory

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Moving is so tiring, and I've only partway through 🫠

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It's been a while since I drew anything that's not the book I'm working on ATM, so I thought I'd do a quick sketch for fun…and then things got slightly out of hand 🫠 Inspired by the amazing Supergirl -Woman of tomorrow miniseries from Tom King and Bilquis Evely.

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Sophie Campbell, the upcoming Supergirl comic writer, is doing an AMA on Thursday. More info available here!