#burrito!lena

[beefcake-penguin]

NEW GRACIE @heeeygracie MASTERPIECE - commissioned by yours beefly (beefcake yours truly) 💪🏼🐧 - JUST DROPPED!!!

LOOKIT THESE ADORABLE BABIES!!! 🥺😭🥰😍

(I imagine Lena was working on a new suit for Kara (and to help better show off Kara's butt) and lost track of time (because she was staring at pictures of Kara's butt) just before Kara finds her here)

[natsarrownecklacx]

Bubble Wrap Burrito

Y/n: “I want to live the kind of life I read about in my books.”

Yelena: *Highly concerned.* “Y/n/n… have you seen your book shelf recently?”

Y/n: *Smirking.* “Why yes I have, Lena.”

Yelena: *In panic.* “Natasha! Get the bubble wrap we need to make a y/n burrito!!!”

*20 minutes and a whole lot of struggle later.*

Y/n: *Bubble wrap burritoed.* “Was this really necessary?”

Yelena: *No hesitation.* “Yes.”

[s-nebul0sa]

Puntastic Groceries

Full fic on AO3

Lena has had a long, rough week. Monday started with an emergency investor meeting because there was an issue with the numbers. She was grilled by them – especially the ones she usually adores most for their critical thinking that she now experienced the other side of – for hours. After struggling to wrap her head around what happened with the numbers, because they were fine when she had last seen them before they were sent out, it finally clicked. Somewhere, someone, made a typo and it messed up the entire file.

Crisis averted, mostly, but she had to take the brunt of it because of course nobody was happy something like this happened. So the rest of the day and Tuesday morning she had to spend finding out when exactly this mistake snuck in and who was responsible. 

She never likes having difficult conversations about work performance and mistakes with people. As someone raised in a household where mistakes were forbidden and immediately penalised, she wants to create an environment at L-Corp in which it is okay to make mistakes and to learn. But a mistake like this is not one that can come without consequences. Even if the consequence is just being told to be more careful next time. The repercussions are to big to let it go without any at all.

If this happens a second time, she might even have to be more strict and tie real consequences to the mistake, and she would hate to have to do that. So it is better to just have the conversation now and prevent it from happening again in the future. 

On Wednesday, she had to have the difficult conversation in question. Later, during lunch, she spilled her salad dressing on her blouse and nearly tripped at the top of the stairs, ungracefully saved herself and breaking an expensive heel in the process.

Thursday she finally had a chance to catch up on some of the work that she fell behind on by cleaning up the mess created on Monday. But it was so much and with several important deadlines in the future, she had to stay late at work for the fourth time in as many days. And even when making the most of her time, cancelling less important meetings or asking someone to sit in for her, skipping lunch break and eating a meal while bent over a stack of papers, she did not know if she was going to even make the first deadline of Friday at noon. Let alone all of the ones after.

So, Lena stayed until well past midnight. Until Kara forcefully brought her home, wrestled her into sleep clothes and nearly had to push her into bed. At the crack of dawn, Lena was back at work already. She did make the deadline. But only by a minute, and she hates irking that close to the line. To top it off, there was no relief or satisfaction in sending out these document because more work was waiting for her and it only grew more with each passing minute. 

If Jess, Sam, everyone else at work and Kara had not sternly given her a talking to about spending the weekend away from work and not working from home in secret, she would have been at L-Corp hours ago. But since she is banned from working – Jess even confiscated her laptop and changed the password to her work email, the sneaky imp – she might as well enjoy her weekend.

This Saturday morning, she wants nothing more than just stay in, lounge around in her pyjamas and do as little as possible. If she could, she would do a negative amount of things.

Kara, however, has a different idea. Long before Lena is ready to get up, Kara opens the curtains and turns to Lena with the brightest smile on her face. And any other day, Lena would love that smile but today she groans because this smile also means Kara wants them to do something. Wants to go out together.

Lena curls up tighter, pulling the covers over her with a fierce grip and ducking her head into the blanket burrito she just made herself.

Read the rest on AO3 because this story is too powerful for tumblr (aka too long at 2909 words)

[pan-de-queer]

wip wednesday

saturday for me but time is a concept or whichever idk lol 🤷‍♀️😅

anywayyssss tagged by the awesome @nostradamus0! practically everything in my docs is a wip but it Be Like That, so here's the one i touched last!

For all her bravado and confidence with any office and stage she walked onto, Lena was incredibly quiet and soft in private. A well-worn hoodie and star-patterned joggers only emphasized Kara's inherent need to wrap Lena up like a burrito and never let her go. It was a sight Kara wanted to wake up to for the rest of her life.

"Duty calls?" Lena whispers with a croak, bleary eyed and nose-scrunched as she props herself up on an elbow.

"Yeah," she replies, throat dry from more than just waking up. She floats slowly over to the groggy, blanket-swaddled form of her best friend yawning behind a pale hand. "You should go back to sleep, I'll bring some breakfast when I get back."

"You won't be long?" Lena reaches blindly for her hand and it's practically second-nature for her to intertwine their fingers together.

"I shouldn't be. And I promise to stay safe."

"Okay," Lena murmurs, soft and sleepy and adorable. "Have a good day at work," She leans over to give Kara a hu—ah. Uh. Huh?

taggingggg i forgot people alskdjlsakjd if u wanna show off your stuff or just want me to see ur wip, consider yourself tagged! it’s too late tonight for me to remember usernames i mostly memorize y’alls pfps alskdjsakljd

[repairgirl]

15. not over you

yours truly || leo valdez x fem!reader smau

a/n: plot twist af!!!! and now begins the falling action: are leo and yn done for good, securing yn and connor's potential relationship, or will leo somehow find his way back to her?? stay tuned!! xoxo, lena

masterlist < previous > next

leo taglist: @slytherindaughterofposeidon0 @persephil @mmmelanie-blog1 @blue-violin @goldengoddess @dee-zbignuts @animes-trash @vintagebitc @nottherealslimshady @vermilioneyess

yours truly taglist: @itsnottilly @togethcr @katrin-okay @officialfictionalwreck @sunshineandshadowss @the-swageyama-tobiyolo @lilredpanda29 @goldengoddess @dee-zbignuts @animes-trash @toffytastee @marshmallow12435 @dont-get-upset @cellias @breadbrobin @didi073 @haox @broadwayismydrug @burrito-fight

[85yahir]

I'm practicing a new style for a project I'm going to do

lena as the basis of the style, an akko eating a burrito, marcille tasting the local food and nobara psycho killer

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estoy practicando un nuevo estilo para un proyecto que voy a hacer

lena como base del estilo, una akko comiendo un burrito, marcille digustando la comida local y nobara psico killer

[whatawks]

happy supercorp sunday !! i wrote this fic a while ago (inspired by the tiktok at the end) & thought it was supercorp coded :) so here’s my interpretation of this v sweet and fluffy and cheesy moment w kara and lena

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It was early in the afternoon on a Saturday when Lena suddenly sat up, closed her book, and tossed it on the coffee table. Kara, who had been proofreading a last-minute article one of the junior reporters sent her, looked over from the other end of the couch with a smile. “Snack time?”

Lena let out a breathy chuckle at that, almost in awe at how Kara had devoured three pizzas an hour ago and was still thinking about more food. “Maybe in a bit. I kinda want to go into the bedroom with you right now though…”

Kara’s brows rose as she saved the file quickly and shut her laptop. “Yeah, uh, yes. Let’s- Let’s go.”

She stood and pulled Lena up with her, pressing a searing kiss against her lips before tugging her along toward the curtains that divided her space. This time, Lena let out a boisterous laugh which caused Kara to turn a give her a gentler kiss.

They’d made the bed that morning and left the curtains wide open, causing the afternoon sunlight to flood the room. Kara had made sure to put out her softest blankets on the foot of the bed whenever Lena stayed over as well, knowing her girlfriend’s penchant for wrapping herself up like a burrito in the middle of the night.

Lena sighed and ran a hand through her hair as Kara’s kisses moved to her cheek, down her jaw, and over to her earlobe. “Where do you want me?” Kara whispered, hands low on Lena’s waist.

“On my side of the bed. On your back.”

Kara happily complied, laying down closest to the windows and putting her hands behind her head, her shirt growing taught around her biceps just how Lena liked it. “And you will…?”

Lena gave her a cheeky smile, slowly climbing over her like a cat stalking its prey before coming just below the jut of her chin and burrowing her face in Kara’s neck. Lena loved the way Kara smelled: like the fancy laundry detergent she’d purchased for her on a whim a few weeks ago and the woodsy perfume she’d put on that morning and something uniquely <i>Kara</i> that Lena always wanted to bottle up and keep forever. She wrapped her arms around Kara’s waist and tangled their legs together before letting out a content sigh into her girlfriend’s skin.

Slowly, Kara moved her arms down so her hands were on Lena’s lower back, holding her there. “Um, not that I’m complaining but I…I thought you had other intentions when you asked me to go into the bedroom.”

Lena hummed into her as her hold on Kara tightened before releasing slightly as she lifted her torso up a bit, making sure she could look into bright blue eyes. “Maybe later. I really just wanted to lay in the sun with you.”

Kara’s confusion softened into a look of pure love that Lena knew was exclusively for her. “<i>Baaabyyyy</i>,” Kara whined out, knowing how much her girlfriend liked the nickname. “You’re so cute.”

“Shut up,” Lena grumbled playfully. “It’s nice, that’s all.”

“You’re <i>SO</i> cute, Lee.”

Lena huffed out, noticing a red stain and some crumbs on the shoulder across from the one she’d just laid her head on. “Darling, you have pizza on you.”

“I have a <i>pizza</i> heaven in my arms right now,” Kara continued with a laugh.

“You’re ridiculous,” Lena teased, brushing the crumbs away, knowing there was nothing she could do right now for the splotch on the shirt.

“Oh, oh!” Kara exclaimed, “If you wanted a <i>slice</i> all you had to do was ask. You know I a-<i>dough</i> you.”

“Oh my god! I can’t believe I’m into you,” Lena replied with a smile. She squirmed in Kara’s arms but it was the blonde’s turn to tighten them around her.

“I know you love me and my puns,” Kara said. Lena finally looked up once more and found that she couldn’t keep her eyes off Kara’s lips.

“I do, I really do,” she sighed. “C’mere.” They kissed once more, slow and heady before Lena practically yawned into Kara’s mouth. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s nap time,” Kara cheerily replied. They rearranged themselves back into the original positions they’d taken when they laid down as Kara repeated, “Nap time, then snack time, then <i>snack</i> time.”

Lena let out a breathy chuckle and nodded into Kara's neck. “Sounds perfect, my love.”

Kara knew Lena could feel her heart double in time at the words. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Lena mumbled, already drifting off.

[pilot-boi]

What’s their (your OCs) favorite food/drink?

Ooooo yes!! Thank you!!

Anita drinks a lot of tea and eats a lot of roasted vegetables. She actually has a vegetable garden that she maintains to help keep her family’s food costs down. But her favourite food is probably apples

Nick is an absolute cliche farm boy. He likes mashed potatoes and gravy and grits. He’s also got a soft spot for mint chocolate chip ice cream

Demetri doesn’t really have a favourite food, but her favourite drink is hot chocolate because her sister used to make it for her a lot when they were kids

Nero LOVES really crappy Mexican food, if he could he’d have microwave burritos and enchiladas for every meal. He’s got that teenage boy diet where he eats anything and everything

Emerald drinks coffee like her life depends on it, especially during tech week and band season. As for food, she really likes baking and baked goods, especially chocolate cake

Anthony has the sweet tooth to end all sweet tooth’s, boy would survive on candy if he could, but he has to make do with fruit (mostly bananas) instead. Same as Nero he’s got that teenage boy appetite

Cecilia likes to say that she only likes things that are as dark and bitter as her soul, but in reality she’s a giant weeb. Girl is out here eating mochi and pocki unironically. She also really likes toast, cause it was the first thing she cooked after moving out

Lena is CONSTANTLY eating, no lie, and her palette isn’t that picky. The day you see her without a bag of Cheetos in her hand is the day she dies

[kari69a-deactivated20220420]

tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better

tagged by @mightyoreo ty babygirl <3

1. 3 ships: ever given, me and my gf 😌 (hehe), the ever given

2. first ever ship: julian and lena from the delirium trilogy by lauren oliver... girl i was going thru it

3. last song: laura by charlie parker. currently getting to know charlie parker tunes for my tap class so i can improvise better. gotta say, the man can doot doot

4. last movie: raw (2016). i <3 cannibalism as a trope. the real horror is how you never know your fellow man babey!

5. currently reading: juuust finished rouge by mona awad (if i was loosey goosey about hating red before, i'm solid now). currently chipping away at chromophobia by david batchelor

6. currently watching: doctor who (w christopher eccleston) cuz i had the dvds and no idea what else to put on

7. currently consuming: refrigerated pickles. they fuckin slap. something about ephemerality... girl youre not shelf stable? me too we're a perfect match

8. currently craving: a burrito with purple cabbage and goat cheese from my fave vegetarian mexican restaurant.... hhhh

anyway!! tagging some peeps now:

@femmepathy @spades8th @3000s @gluten-free-pussy @gorencrusher @knee-stockings @killallcops69 @judgejudyofficial @sylladextrous @officialsquaremom @bubsaroni

[quaildino]

Tag Game

Tagged by @fazedlight! Thank you!

Three ships: Supercorp (of course) it has my heart and soul, SwanQueen is the first ship I'd ever read fanfic for and it also has a special place in my heart. And then BeChloe because Pitch Perfect is delightful.

First ship ever: Probably SwanQueen, though I didn't really ship them when I watched the show as it was airing because I didn't ship anyone. (I hated Robin then to.) Then I rewatched it after season 7 finished airing and loved them.

Last song: Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray. Love her music!

Last movie: Cargo on Netflix. It was interesting! I'm almost exclusively watching spooky movies now because 'tis the season. But it wasn't as scary as it was sad.

Currently reading: Malorie by Josh Malerman. I love Bird Box and I love the style that Malerman uses, it's almost like a play but not?

Currently playing: Despotism 3k. It's difficult and I have yet to beat it, but it's very fun!

Currently watching: Merlin (finally!) I've not watched much but so far the whole Arthur and Merlin thing is so gay, I know it's not canon but the whole thing is so obvious. They are so gay, make 'em fuck.

Currently consuming: Only just woke up but I will eat some yogurt.

Currently Craving: A bacon breakfast burrito from a local food truck.

People I'd like to know better (but don't have to participate): I'd love to get to know @ekingston, @lena-in-a-red-dress, @rowark, @luthordamnvers, and @rustingcat!

[hedgiwithapen]

dammit hedgi day prompt: cisco brings thea to the supergirl verse to do daddy issues drinking club with winn

(I never watched arrow so I really do not know Thea very well )“You know what, Diggle’s right,” Thea said, shaking her head. “ Traveling by Speedster is the worst.  That, however, was. Uh.“ She stopped whatever unfavorable word she was about to use, seeing the look on Cisco’s face. Diggle was right about that, too, it was like insulting a puppy. So even though her internal organs had not been exactly fond of the hop to another plane of reality, she was going to blame that on the seafood burrito she’d had for lunch, and not on Cisco’s badass powerset. 

“You’ll get used to it,” Cisco assured her. Thea thought better of pointing out that usually, the bullshit in Star City did not require teleportation to deal with, and promptly thought better of it. Some teleportation would have been a big help, and then there was this. Maybe  they could poach Cisco for their own team.  “ Anyway, we’re here.” He beamed. “ They’re gonna love you.”

“I’m sorry,” Thea said, staring. “I thought we were meeting some of your friends for, uh…group therapy? This is…” it was the nicest looking penthouse that Thea had ever seen, and she’d seen quite a few very nice penthouses, which was sort of relevant to the group therapy thing.

“Oh, yeah, we used to meet at Winn’s but I offered to host,” a woman that Thea did not recall from their last team up said. “I’m Lena, and over on the couch are Winn and Nate.” Thea waved a little. “Cisco, are you staying this time?” Lena asked. “ You know you’re always welcome.” “I have to check a thing for J’onn and Kara first, but I’ll be back in an hour.” “So two hours,” Winn said, goodnaturedly. “See you then.” Thea had maybe expected Cisco to walk out the door, or shoot a grappling hook off the open terrace that overlooked the city, like normal people, but instead he stepped into a vortex of bluelight. “Right,” Thea said, suddenly feeling awkward. She’d met Nate very, very briefly, and might have seen Winn’s face once. “So do we, uh, just… sit and talk about our feelings?” She eyed the table of fancy quiches and bottles of both wine and soda. Lena shrugged. “Sometimes, if we feel like it, or if something’s resurfaced.” “Mostly I just kick her ass at Grand Theft Mario Kart,” Winn held up a controller. “Hey, my day is coming soon, Schott,” Lena shot back. “Grand Theft What?” “Oh, is that not a thing on your Earth?” Winn asked with false innocence “You know it’s not,” Nate said, abandoning his seat on the couch to grab a bottle of neon orange soda. “No hazing the new kid, or next time we’re going to bring the 3rd matrix movie and make you watch it.” “There is not a third one, no. No.” Winn looked aghast.  “I guess some things aren’t universal,” Thea said. “Shitty dads, though,” Lena said, flopping with all the grace of a champion show cat onto one of her couches. “I’ll drink to that,” Winn said, then patted the couch next to him. “Here, Thea, come sit with us. It’s a really fun game. Very cathartic, and Lena sprung for extra controllers. Nice ones.” Thea counted herself as pretty good at hand eye coordination, so she took the offer controller without reservation.

Cisco returned only an hour and a half later, and joined the game, which Winn was leading in by a few thousand points. A few times throughout the next few hours, someone offered a comment-- Cisco about his old boss/father figure, Lena about her “adoptive” but not actually adoptive dad. Thea offered a comment of her own, and was glad that no one pressed for more answers, a rare gift.  Finally, Lena looked at the clock. “You win again,” she said in good natured, competitive disgust. “That’s my name,” Winn agreed. “So, same time, same place next month?” “Do we ever have this on, uh, my Earth?” Thea asked. “No,” Cisco said firmly. “We tried once.” “The chick who kidnapped him tried to join and then tried to kill us a little bit,” Winn filled in the blank. “So now Lena’s the exclusive host.  The batshit-girlfriend-almost-killed-a-lot-of-people club meets every third tuesday.” “She was never my girlfriend,” Cisco pointed out. “The name’s too long as it is.” Nate shrugged. “Time to head out?” “Unless there’s some catastrophe that needs us,” Cisco said, listening. The city trundled on with no sudden shrills, and he filled his hands with blue fire. “See you next time.” 

[2-the-moon-and-2-saturn]

you’ve heard of resting bitch face, now i present to you: resting ‘i need a hug’ face

[blathering-darkwings]

Happy Birthday to the most perfect man to ever walk the earth Launchpad McQuack! You crashed into my heart the moment I saw you onscreen...

(The kids decided to swarm him with off-key singing)

Bonus:

(yes, that is a burrito)

[notamyope]

Day 2 - 10/10 - 11/05

The first chance she gets, Lena decides in the wee hours of early morning while burrowing further under the blankets and snuggling back into her sunshine and warmth exuding girlfriend, was to ensure that Kara’s apartment obtains a proper heating unit, because the lack of one during the Fall season was utterly ridiculous.

She has half a mind to glare at Kara for being able to blissfully sleep and snore through this chilly Fall weather - the other half of her mind was glaring in envy for her Kryptonian powers to keep her warm due to the yellow sun of their solar system.

However, glaring won’t make her warm. So, while grumbling, she pulls more at the blanket to tuck herself more into. It’s not like Kara needs it anyway.

Upon successfully swaddling herself, Lena grumpily turns onto her side and attempts to inch herself back to her human heater.

An incredibly difficult endeavor, considering that Kara was on her back and Lena’s current lack of mobility, she could only make her way to slightly pressing herself into her girlfriend’s side.

She huffs in frustration, but decides that this is the warmest she will get.

She closes her eyes, ready to fall back asleep through her shivers.

“Wha’s wro’g, babe….”

Her eyes remain shut, “Nothing, darling. Just cold.”

Kara mumbles incoherently, causing Lena to strain her ears to no avail.

“Come again?”

“Mnnn no…… not in……” A heavy sigh, “Mood…… m’bye ‘morrow….”

Lena pauses in consideration, attempting to piece together what Kara is saying. “I have no idea what you’re trying to say, love.”

“Mn. I l’ve you.”

It finally occurs to Lena, smile on her face, that Kara was sleep talking. “I love you too.”

“Yaaaaayyyy.” Kara slurs, shifting - well, more like flopping - her arm over to snuggle into Lena, immediately engulfing her in warmth, and just as quickly, begins to snore once more.

Lena contently sighs, happy to finally have the comfort she sought. “Yay.” She sleepily mumbles.

[battenthecrosshatches]

Happy cape burrito was missing an ingredient.

[performativezippers]

Chapter 3: Now that you have Stood in a Diamond Formation with your Friends And Enemies, you are No Longer likely to Kill Your Co-Workers and Neighbors!

Before they graduate, or whatever it is from the USDMAMANC, they’re supposed to learn how to work with their affiliate elements, which is a nice way of saying everyone who isn’t their opposite. So Alex has to learn not only to work with any Earth mage, but also any Air mage. Kara’s supposed to do the same.

They’re not required to work together, Alex and Kara, Fire and Water, but everyone thinks it’s a good idea, just in case.

But first, after a long series of arguments with Kevin, Linda, Nancy, and even Maggie, both sisters agree to learn to work with their affiliates before they try again with each other.

The improbable, fascinating thing between Alex and Maggie doesn’t go away. Alex always has at least a couple motes of Maggie’s Earth magic around her, even when they haven’t seen each other for days. And when they do see each other – when they’re in the same space – it looks like Alex’s magic surges over to Maggie. Like it’s being magnetically pulled over to her, like an Air mage is creating some sort of suction system.

It gets to the point where Alex can tell when Maggie’s nearby, because her Fire magic starts to flow purposefully through a particular wall.

And, of course, there’s a surge of yellow and golden brown that floods into Alex at the same time. Through her strongest shields, even.

All the instructors are baffled. There’s nothing about this in any of the texts that have been passed on from the time before the magic went away. But it’s not making either of them weaker – because even when Alex is hemorrhaging her own magic, it’s always replaced by Maggie’s. And she can, they learn at the end of one particularly exhausting session, use Maggie’s magic like she’d use her own.

So it’s not hurting anyone, and it’s not going away, so everyone sort of shrugs, accepts it, and moves on.

[keep reading on AO3]