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No More Zero Comments Project

Hi! Here's a big masterpost for everything you need to know about this project!

The No More Zero Comments (NM0C) Project is dedicated to reducing the number of fics on AO3 with no comments. This is a multifandom community effort with very few rules which you can very easily undertake alone, but hey, why not join us?

The goal is simple: find fics with no comments, read them and leave the author a comment. If you want, you can go out and find fics on your own, but we also have a handy spreadsheet full of fics for you to browse!

You can find the spreadsheet here. There are tonnes of different fandoms to choose from. It will be updated regularly with new fics, so check back as often as you like.

Do you have a fic with zero comments? You can submit it here to be added to the spreadsheet. There is no limit to how many you can submit, and no limits on what you can submit. Any fandom, any category, any rating, no matter how old it is. Yes, even explicit fics. We aren't picky around here. You can also submit other people's fics if you wish.

All I ask is, if you submit your own fics, try and comment on some too! Balance, equality, etc.

The only real rule for submissions is no AI. This blog is vehemently anti-AI and will not accept any fics that use it. EDIT 16/06/25: There are now two more rules - no Harry Potter fics (fuck jkr) and no fics less than a week old.

If you comment on a fic from the spreadsheet, please let me know here so I can remove the fic from the spreadsheet. If you see a fic on the spreadsheet that has a comment, don't fret. I'll get around to removing it soon. Admin's timezone is GMT and I'm most active in the evenings.

Have a question? Feel free to ask!

A few more bits and pieces of information under the cut!

Who runs this blog?

That'd be me, Izak, better known as @lightningzombie! I run this blog alone for now. And yes, I did put my own fics into the spreadsheet. I put it up to a vote and people said I could!

Why did you decide to do this?

Frustration with the lack of comments on my fics and the death of comment culture in general. Bewilderment when I saw a fic that had 1200 kudos and no comments. The joy that leaving 100 comments and receiving 20+ during the Febuwhump commentfest brought me. Boredom. Many reasons!

Is there a prize/competition?

Nope! No incentives whatsoever. Just the joy of fan fiction, of commenting, and community spirit.

Will you do events?

Yes, I plan to! I'm not sure what yet, though.

"I don't know how to comment!"

Yes, you do. "I like this" is a comment. "How dare you do that to [insert blorbo here]" is a comment. "<3" is a comment. "KAJSDAKSDHJ WHYYYYY????" is a comment. "I am rapidly approaching your location" is a comment. Just be kind!

How long will it take me to get a comment?

Dunno. Some people get them within minutes, some hours, some days. Depends on many things. Be patient!

I submitted something but it hasn't been added or removed

I run this blog and the spreadsheet completely alone and manually. Any submissions will be handled as and when i have time. Be patient with me, I'll get to it!

Happy commenting! <3

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It's been a while! 2 years ago, I participated in the @sanversandfriends Finish-the-Fic Event. I had the chance to work with Wally, taking inspiration on his wonderful fic Amazonian Awakening, but i had gotten stuck on coloring, and well, procrastination and art block hit hard. Lately I've been trying to get back to drawing, and managed to finally color this piece I absolutely love. I hope you will too!

(This was largely inspired by Bilquis Evely's work, I was reading Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow when I started drawing this, and some of you may recognize a part of the posing from her Wonder Woman cover of 2016)

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the raven and the wolf

i couldn’t figure out which colors i liked best so y’all get three

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“I’m tired of marching for something that should be mine at birth.” —Martin Luther King Jr.

He not preaching he's venting 😢

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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Supergirl May-hem Event Info

Here is everything you need to know about Supergirl May-hem!

This is an event for writers and artists in the Supergirl fandom.

The event will span from December 1st - The final week of May when your fics and art must be posted. (If you do not post in time, your work will not be added to the collection)

You may write about any characters in the show but the pairing must be of a WLW ship.

Artists must be comfortable drawing for any WLW ship. Preferences will be considered in the pairing process, however, there are no guarantees.

You will have the option to receive a prompt for your fic. This may be a single word, a short sentence or a line of dialogue.

All work must be completed by the deadline.

There is no minimum or maximum word count for fics but we expect the fics to be developed to a suitable stage for artists to work from.

You may only write a maximum of 2 fics for this event with only one guaranteed to receive art.

There will be a community chat for all participants to receive support and encouragement.

You may choose your own beta.

Artists and Writers will be paired after sign-ups are over and you must be in contact for the entirety of the event to ensure everyone has plenty of time to work on their pieces.

In this event, communication is critical. Reach out. Speak up. If there is no communication between collaborators for more than 4 weeks you lose your place in the event. Extenuating circumstances will be considered, but they must be communicated timely. Do not go radio silent.

We are not here to monitor or micromanage your creativity. You know your limitations and it's your responsibility to manage yourselves.

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An old lullaby

That was a very late evening, when Kara returned at home. Home, she thought, how much time had passed since I've called some place 'my home'? Since the destruction of her planet, she hadn't hoped to find something to truly call hers, to call something her place. But now, the heartbeats of her two most favorite persons gave her the sense of belonging, of peacefulness, of happiness, like she didn't know before. Now she had someone to return to after a busy and draining day.

The was no lights in the apartment, Kara passed the kitchen, the living room and at the end of the corridor she saw a faint light, that came from the nursery. She approached the room and tried to enter, but immediately decided against that, seeing the perfect picture, that was in front of her. Her wife was sitting in the rocking chair, near the crib, and holding in her arms their daughter, quietly sang her a lullaby. Krypronian lullaby.

She was singing, and Lori watched her mama with raw attention in the clear blue eyes. She was singing, and Kara remembered deep rivers, beautiful forests, endless fields of flowers that stood proudly under the kind red sun. She was singing, and Kara's heart was beating like hummingbird, despite the calm melody.

I wish for the wings - only to keep you warm

I wish for the snowstorm - only to sing you a lullaby

I wish for the stars - only to show you the way

I wish I could see your dream somehow, someday.

Lena was gently singing until their little one was asleep, and then she lifted her head and saw Kara.

'Darling, you are home!' - she said - 'Lori was very active today and didn't want to fall asleep so I decided to sing to her. I know I dont really have a singing voice, but...Wait, are you crying?'

'N-no...I'm okay, it's okay, I just love you two so much' - Kara said, while wiping a stray tear from the corner of her eye - 'you know Kryptonian language?'

'That was supposed to be a surprise. On our anniversary' - Lena blushed - 'remember our trip to Argo? Your mother taught me this song and helped me to improve my knowledge of your language. It's important to me to know this: to know where are you from, your traditions, your culture, your language. And I hope Lori will learn about it too.' She took Kara by the hand and looked into her eyes with love and sincerity.

Kara hugged her wife with trembling hands, kissed the crown of her head and whispered in the space between them. 'You don't even know how much this means to me, my love. All of this. After my planet was destroyed, I've lost all hope to share this, share all of me with someone. To find a piece of me, that was lost just like my planet. But you gave me hope. No one ever did something like this for me before. I love you so so much.'

'And I love you'- Lena gently kissed her wife in the corner of her mouth.

So they continued to sit like this, all three, basking in their happiness and forgetting all the worries. And what to worry about, when all you wish for is right in your hands? And they knew they deserved that, after all that they've been through.

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Celebrating pride month with Supergirl and Lena Luthor.

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So the poll has spoken and you guys wanted fluffy supercorp first- so here ya go. SPEND A WHOLE SUNDAY WITH SUPERCORP. Be warned- this is just FOUR THOUSAND words of pure fluff. no plot. just fluffy supercorp being cute and in love.

(IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE)

(P.S. still working the spicy supercorp fic. looks like it'll be just as long as this one. ALSO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS ONE! IS IT TOO LONG? TOO CHEESY? TELL ME WHICH PARTS YOU LIKED AND DISLIKED!!!!!!!! I WANT TO CONNECT WITH YOU GUYS- TO TALK AND STUFF BECAUSE YOU ARE ALL AMAZING AND WE LOVE THE SAME THING!)

Sundays (Supercorp)

by marinawolf

The gentle vibration of Lena's watch acted as her personal alarm, rousing her from the realm of dreams into a reality more blissful than she could have ever imagined. She blinked away sleep, her eyes adjusting to the soft light filtering through the curtains. Lena's arms instinctively tightened around the warm, naked form of Kara, who remained sound asleep, blissfully unaware of the early hour.

A smile tugged at Lena's lips as she looked upon Kara's adorable slumbering face. Her tousled hair cascaded around her, an unruly halo that only added to her enchanting allure. Lena's gaze traced the delicate lines of Kara's features—the gentle curve of her cheek, the slight pout of her lips, and the serene expression that painted her face.

In the tranquility of the moment, Lena's heart swelled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude. She was captivated by the sight of Kara, at peace in her arms. It was in these moments, where the outside world was hushed and time seemed to stand still, that Lena truly appreciated what the universe had given her.

With great care, Lena extricated herself from Kara's embrace, untangling their limbs one by one. As she moved, Kara stirred, letting out a soft grumble and instinctively pulling Lena closer. Lena's smile widened, her heart fluttering with warmth at Kara's unconscious desire to keep her close.

Unable to resist the temptation, Lena leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Kara's forehead, her lips lingering for a brief moment. She whispered softly, as if the words were meant for Kara's dreams alone, "I'll be back, my love."

Treading lightly, Lena tip-toed around the room, careful not to disturb Kara's peaceful slumber. Her movements were slow and deliberate, in an effort to not disturb Kara. She reached for her clothes, pausing occasionally to steal glances at Kara, unable to resist the allure of her presence.

She marveled at the way the soft morning light played upon Kara's features, enhancing her natural radiance. Lena's heart ached with a sense of wonder, knowing that she had found her forever in Kara.

As Lena finished dressing, she stood at the threshold of the room, her eyes once again drawn to the slumbering form on the bed before moving towards the kitchen, busying herself with making her morning coffee. As the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, Lena made her way to her home office, barefoot and focused. She settled into her chair, surrounded by the familiar comforts of her workspace. Today, she had an important project to tackle, something that required her undivided attention for the upcoming week.

She delved into her work but her thoughts occasionally drifted to Kara. She couldn't help but wonder when her girlfriend would finally awaken from her peaceful slumber. But she knew that Kara deserved the rest that weekends offered. While Lena admired Kara's unwavering commitment and selflessness, she couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness. She wanted nothing more than for Kara to experience rest, relaxation, and the freedom from the burdens she carried. Lena recognized the toll that Kara's superhero duties and long work hours took on her, and she made it her mission to make Kara's weekends as relaxing as possible.

Hours passed, and the clock struck 9 am. With a contented smile, Lena closed her laptop and rose from her desk. It was time to fulfill one of her favourite weekend rituals—one that never failed to make her happy. Lena made her way to the kitchen, her steps light.

In the kitchen, Lena set to work, preparing a delicious breakfast for Kara. She cracked eggs into a bowl, expertly whisking them before pouring them onto the sizzling pan. The aroma of bacon filled the room, mingling with the scent of freshly flipped pancakes. She carefully brewed Kara's coffee just the way she liked it, knowing that the aroma would soon entice her from her slumber.

As Lena cooked, a sense of contentment enveloped her. This simple act of making breakfast for Kara had become something special, something she looked forward to. A testament to the love she felt for Kara. Each time, Kara's surprise and excitement for the meal only deepened Lena's appreciation for the woman in her life.

It hadn't always been this way. Lena recalled the years they had spent hiding behind fears and uncertainties, denying the undeniable connection that had always simmered beneath the surface. The tension between them had been palpable, but it took time and circumstance to bring them together, and she was grateful for every turn that brought them to this moment.

Now, as she stood in the kitchen, filling plates with eggs, bacon, and fluffy pancakes, Lena couldn't help but feel a profound sense of gratitude. Kara's presence in her life had transformed everything, turning the mundane into the extraordinary. She marveled at how a simple act of making breakfast for her girlfriend could make her so happy.

Lena carefully arranged the tray, placing the freshly cooked breakfast and steaming coffee upon it. With the tray in her hands, Lena made her way back to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, she entered the room to find Kara still nestled in the bed, sound asleep. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon her peaceful form. Lena's heart fluttered as she approached the bed, captivated by the sight of her beautiful partner, a vision of serenity.

With a smile playing on her lips, Lena set the tray on the night stand and leaned down, placing a tender kiss on Kara's soft lips. "Good morning, darling," she whispered, her voice carrying a mixture of affection and warmth.

Kara stirred, her sleepy smile breaking through as her eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the gentle light. She wrapped the sheets around her naked body as she sat up, the morning air giving a slight chill to the room. As her gaze met Lena's, a spark ignited within her, and a smile that could melt hearts spread across her face. "Morning, beautiful," Kara greeted, her voice filled with love and adoration.

Lena's heart skipped a beat, as it did every morning when Kara greeted her with such genuine affection. The way Kara looked at her, as if she held the entire world in her eyes, made Lena feel so special. It was a feeling she could never tire of.

Lena's smiled as Kara's sleepy eyes widened in excitement at the sight of the carefully prepared breakfast tray. She brought it to the bed, placing it between them, creating a cozy space for breakfast in bed with her girlfriend.

Lena found herself entranced by Kara's presence as they ate. Her gaze wandered, admiring the way Kara's hair fell in tousled waves, framing her face with an ethereal beauty. The intimacy of sharing breakfast in bed, the simple act of spending a Sunday morning together, held a significance that transcended the ordinary.

As they finished their breakfast, Kara leaned in, capturing Lena's lips in a sweet morning kiss, filled with tenderness and affection. Lena could tase the bitterness of the coffee and the sweetness of the pancakes on Kara's lips.

Kara stood up, allowing the sheet to gracefully fall from her body, and Lena's eyes traced every curve, every line that made up Kara's exquisite form. The morning light danced upon her skin, accentuating her beauty in a way that took Lena's breath away.

Kara turned to Lena, her eyes sparkling with playful mischief, and issued an invitation that sent a shiver of anticipation down Lena's spine. "Join me for a shower, Miss Luthor?" she asked, her voice laced with both innocence and seduction.

A surge of heat flushed through Lena's body. She nodded, her voice husky with desire, "Certainly, Miss Danvers."

As Lena followed Kara into the bathroom, she couldn't help but notice the perfection of the moment.

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Lena stepped out of the shower, wrapping her towel around her, the steam from the bathroom still clinging to her skin. She followed Kara into the room, the echoes of Kara's touch, which had brought her to the peak of pleasure mere moments ago, still reverberating within her and the taste of Kara lingering on her lips.

Before getting dressed, Lena pressed a soft kiss to Kara's lips and Kara smiled, lighting up the overcast day.

As Lena dressed, she couldn't help but steal glances at Kara, who mirrored her actions. The sight of Kara slipping on Lena's old MIT sweatshirt tugged at her heartstrings. It was a seemingly insignificant gesture, but one that held profound meaning. Lena knew it was cheesy, but the sight of Kara in her clothes always made her happy. She thought back to the night she had first lent Kara the sweatshirt. It had been a casual movie night at Lena's penthouse, back when they were still just friends and hiding behind their fears, when Kara, in her adorably clumsy manner, had accidentally spilled wine on her shirt, leaving an indelible stain. Lena had offered her the sweatshirt to change into.

The following morning, Lena had walked past the guest bedroom and caught a glimpse of Kara peacefully asleep, her face nestled against the fabric of the sweatshirt. Lena had felt a surge of happiness, a glimpse into a potential future with Kara, even though fear held her back from pursuing it fully. In that moment, she had wished that she was waking up next to Kara, instead of in a different bed. She never asked for the sweatshirt back, thinking that it had never looked as good as it did on Kara. And now, she watched as her girlfriend slipped into that same sweater, and marvelled at how their relationship had shifted into something greater than she could have ever dared to wish for. 

Lena, now clad in a cozy sweater, observed Kara's struggle with her tousled hair, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. She knew all too well that the disarray was a result of her desperate fingers that had been tangled in Kara's hair just a few minutes ago. Unable to resist, Lena stepped forward, positioning herself behind Kara, their bodies lightly brushing against each other.

Gently, Lena gathered Kara's hair, skillfully pulling it up into a neat ponytail. Lena couldn't help but press a tender kiss to Kara's neck, feeling the delightful hitch in Kara's breath. Sensing Kara's reaction, Lena's heart skipped a beat.

Kara turned around, her lips meeting Lena's in a kiss that immediately reignited Lena's desire. They reluctantly broke the kiss, their panting breaths mingling in the air.

"Darling, if we continue like this, we'll never leave this room," Lena whispered, her voice laced with a mix of playfulness and longing.

Kara's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing," she teased.

Lena chuckled, her fingers tenderly brushing against Kara's cheek. "As tempting as that sounds, my love, I do have some work to finish," she admitted reluctantly.

Kara pouted adorably, her brows furrowing in a mock plea. "Can't you take a break? We could watch a movie together," she suggested.

Lena's resistance wavered and she smiled, giving in to Kara.

"Alright, I'll join you on the couch," she agreed, her voice tinged with amusement. "But I'm bringing my laptop so I can work while we watch," she added, a hint of doubt creeping into her words. She knew deep down that productivity would be a distant memory in Kara's presence.

A gentle rain began to fall outside as they snuggled up on the couch, a soft blanket enveloping them and Kara leaned comfortably against Lena. Lena immediately abandoned any thought of work, completely captivated by the presence of Kara beside her. Instead of opening her laptop, she wrapped her arms lovingly around Kara, pulling her closer.

With a bowl of popcorn nestled between them, Kara took charge of the movie selection, choosing a ridiculously scary film that promised thrills and chills. As the tension built on the screen, Kara couldn't help but react to every jump scare, her startled jumps accompanied by infectious laughter from Lena. With each suspenseful twist and unexpected scare, Kara's body jolted, eliciting genuine jumps and yelps. The contrast between Kara's invincible nature and her vulnerability to cinematic frights amused Lena to no end.

As Kara absentmindedly fed Lena popcorn, Lena's fingers playfully grazed Kara's cheek, tenderly brushing stray strands of hair behind her ear. She pressed a gentle kiss to Kara's head, and in that moment, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them enveloped in their own little universe.

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Later that evening, Lena stood by the kitchen counter, a warm smile gracing her lips as she watched Kara expertly mix cookie batter. They were eagerly preparing a batch of cookies in anticipation of a visit from Alex, Kelly, and Lena's adorable goddaughter, Esme.

As Lena's gaze traveled up Kara's face, she noticed a dusting of flour on Kara's cheek. Lena's smiled, finding the sight irresistibly adorable. With a soft chuckle, she leaned in, her thumb gently wiping away the flour as she pressed a kiss to Kara's lips.

"Seems like you've got a little something right here," Lena murmured. "You know, you're incredibly adorable like this," she continued, capturing Kara's lips in another sweet kiss. Lena's hands instinctively found their place on Kara's waist, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened. She could taste the sweetness of the batter that Kara had tried as she mixed. The bowl of cookie batter slipped out of Kara's hands, and landed on the counter with a loud clatter, causing them to break apart laughing. Thankfully, it landed the right way, and the batter was safe.

Kara glanced up, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "If you keep distracting me like that, there will be no cookies and you'll have to explain that to Esme."

Lena laughed, holding her hands up.

"Okay, okay. No more distractions. I don't want to suffer Esme's wrath."

Kara grinned at Lena as she picked up the cookie batter again. They resumed their baking duties, their movements synchronized as they mixed, scooped, and placed cookie dough on the baking sheet.

"Esme is growing up so fast," Kara said with a fond smile, leaning against the counter as Lena carefully placed the final tray of cookies in the oven, "I can't believe it'll be her birthday soon. We need to find her the perfect birthday gift."

Lena nodded as she picked up the bowl of leftover batter, scooping some out with her fingers to taste, her mind already spinning with ideas. "I was thinking something cool, like a drone or a mini electric car."

Kara chuckled. "Maybe for this birthday we could think a bit smaller. Something cute and small that won't cause absolute destruction to their house?"

Lena always wanted to spoil Esme, because what was the point of being a billionaire if she couldn't spend a lot of money on the people she loved? And she loved that little girl so much. But she knew that Kara was right. Esme could be a handful and putting a drone control, or the steering wheel of a little car in those little hands could only lead to disaster.

"Okay," Lena relented, "We'll go shopping next weekend. To find something small," She jokingly rolled her eyes as she said the last part and Kara stuck her tongue out at Lena.

Just then, the elevator's cheerful ding announced the arrival of their guests. Kara's face lit up with a wide grin, knowing that Alex, Kelly, and Esme had finally arrived. But as they left the kitchen, a whirlwind of energy collided with Lena, catching her off guard and sending her tumbling to the floor. It was Esme, the little bundle of joy, who had thrown herself into Lena's arms with uncontainable excitement.

But the excitement didn't stop there. As Lena tried to stand up, Kara, unable to resist the playfulness, launched herself on top of the hugging duo. Esme's giggles filled the air as she squirmed and wriggled, thoroughly tickled by the combined efforts of Lena and Kara. The sound of their laughter mixed with Esme's infectious joy, creating a harmonious melody of purehappiness.

Alex and Kelly entered, witnessing the scene with fond exasperation. Looking at Kelly, Alex playfully muttered, "They're all children," shaking her head at the sight before them.

Eventually, they managed to regain their breath and composure, standing up from the laughter-filled heap. Esme's eyes widened as the delightful aroma of freshly baked cookies reached her senses, and with a burst of anticipation, she sprinted towards the kitchen, enthusiastically chanting, "Cookies!"

Lena's laughter accompanied her as she watched Esme's infectious excitement. Meanwhile, Kara hurriedly followed Esme into the kitchen. Lena warmly greeted Alex and Kelly, enveloping them in affectionate hugs and taking their coats.

Alex teasingly remarked, "You guys spoil her."

Lena grinned, "That's our job."

They entered the kitchen to the sight of Kara kneeling in front of Esme, breaking a cookie in half and offering one piece to the delighted little girl, and placing a piece in her own mouth. Kara's eyes sparkled with joy, her radiance captivating Lena in that very moment. It was a glimpse of perfection, a snapshot of happiness that Lena wished she could freeze in time. The soft glow of the kitchen lights danced in Kara's eyes, and Lena couldn't help but get lost in them.

In that moment, Lena's gaze lingered on Kara, captivated by her warmth and the way she effortlessly embraced the role of nurturing aunt. It was in these simple acts of love that Lena's heart expanded with a longing for a forever with Kara.

As Kara's eyes met Lena's, a knowing smile graced her lips.

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As the evening drew to a close, Lena and Kara found themselves in the cozy confines of their kitchen, the remnants of a delightful evening with Alex, Kelly, and Esme still lingering in the air. Lena stood by the sink, her hands submerged in warm, soapy water, washing the dishes with a contented smile. Kara, her ever-enthusiastic self, stood by her side, ready to assist by drying and putting away the dishes.

Lena glanced at Kara, her heart swelling with affection as she handed over another plate for her to dry and put away. "You know, I really enjoyed tonight," Lena murmured softly, her voice carrying a tinge of happiness.

Kara beamed, reaching out to take the dish from Lena's hands.

As they focused on the domestic task at hand, their conversation shifted towards their plans for the upcoming day.

"So, Super Reporter, what exciting adventures await you tomorrow?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Kara had been making waves with her articles recently, and Lena couldn't be prouder.

Kara's eyes sparkled with excitement as she spoke. "I have an exclusive interview with the CEO of ZinTech for their new tech unveiling. He never speaks to anyone!"

Lena's lips curled into a proud smile as she admired Kara's passion. "Well, you're not just anyone, are you?"

Kara blushed adorably, and immediately turned her attention to Lena. "And what about you, my brilliant CEO? Any big plans for tomorrow?"

Lena's expression softened, her gaze locking with Kara's. "I have a crucial meeting with the board of a company I hope to acquire. I need to convince them that our visions align. It's a bit nerve-wracking."

Lena had been stressed. This board was notoriously difficult to deal with, and the company was in demand. So they were being extra picky, knowing that they had every option available. Lena had to present herself as the best option.

Kara reached out, her hand gently caressing Lena's cheek. "Lena, you'll do amazing. They'll be lucky to have you. And besides, who could resist Lena Luthor?"

Lena couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in her chest. Kara had an uncanny ability to make her feel like she could conquer the world. She leaned into the touch, reveling in Kara's affectionate reassurance. Before she knew it, Kara leaned in and pressed a tender kiss against Lena's cheek, filling her with a sense of comfort.

"Thank you, Kara," Lena whispered, her voice tinged with adoration.

As Lena and Kara finished the last of the dishes, Lena turned to survey the kitchen. A sense of warmth and homeliness enveloped the space, replacing the once stark and empty atmosphere.Before Kara moved in, the kitchen had been a utilitarian area, devoid of personal touches. It had been a place where Lena stored her takeout containers in the fridge and occasionally paused for a glass of wine. But now, it was so much more.

Lena's eyes scanned the room, taking note of the subtle signs that marked their life together. A plant they both took turns watering stood in the corner, it's leaves vibrant and beautiful. On the shelves, colourful mugs that Kara liked to collect were lined up, each more ridiculous than the next. A cookie jar sat on the counter and Kara ensured that it was always stocked with Lena's favourites. Lena couldn't help but smile at that.

Kara's coat hung on the back of a chair, and Lena's heels were tucked under the table, exactly where they had left them on Friday night when they sat at this table to eat the pizza Kara had flown to Central City for.

Lena didn't even realise when her stark penthouse had turned into a home.

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Lena climbed into bed, snuggling against the soft pillows, book in hand. Meanwhile, Kara moved around adjoining closet, carefully packing away her notebooks and laptop for the next day, fidgeting with her recorder.

The bedroom was filled with the soft glow of the bedside lamp, casting a warm ambiance that invited relaxation. Lena was immersed in her book, allowing herself to be transported to another world.

However, her blissful reading was interrupted by the sound of Kara's footsteps approaching the bedroom. Lena couldn't help but feel a mixture of amusement and anticipation. She knew all too well that Kara had a knack for playfully distracting her.

As Kara climbed into bed beside her, Lena pretended not to notice, determined to maintain her focus on the book. But Kara had other plans. With a mischievous smile dancing on her lips, she leaned in and planted a series of gentle kisses along Lena's neck and behind her ear.

Lena's breath hitched, a jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins. She fought to keep her attention on the words before her, but Kara's touch was a tantalizing distraction. Her fingertips traced a path of light feathery strokes along Lena's arms, her waist, and gradually ventured to her thighs.

Sensations swirled within Lena, her heart quickening its pace. The words on the pages became blurry, as Kara's playful exploration ignited a fierce desire within her. Lena could feel the intensity building, the craving for Kara's touch growing stronger with each passing moment.

Unable to resist any longer, Kara slowly pulled Lena's book away, her eyes darkening with a hunger that mirrored Lena's own longing. The room seemed to hum with a charged energy as their gazes locked.

In that exhilarating instant, Lena surrendered to the magnetic pull between them. With a surge of passion, she reached out and pulled Kara closer, their lips meeting in a fiery, passionate kiss. Their mouths melded together, igniting a blaze that consumed them both.

Kara's hands instinctively found their way to Lena's waist, pulling her in closer, intensifying the connection between them. The world around them faded into insignificance as they lost themselves in each other.

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As Lena drifted off to sleep, her arms wrapped tightly around Kara, she couldn't help but utter a silent wish to spend every Sunday for the rest of her life like this- with Kara.

The End

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Kate: My spirit animal is a labrador.

Natasha: My spirit animal is a black cat.

Yelena: I’m not sure what my spirit animal is, but I’m confident it has rabies.

Natasha: I'm confident it does too.

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It's finally here!

I was commissioned by the Assassin's Creed team to make a special wallpaper to celebrate the 15th anniversary of the Assassin's Creed franchise I want to thank them for giving me this wonderful opportunity and allow me to be part of this project!

When I started this project, I wanted to pay tribute to this mighty character but I wasn't thinking about Kassandra "The Misthios". I only focused on the Kassandra "The Keeper", that powerful figure who endured and sacrificed so much but worked hard in the shadows to keep humanity safe from the Isu artifacts.

We are so used to hear that she is a simple misthios who just fights for a living but the Valhalla crossover showed us she's more than that. She may not be an assassin but she is part of this franchise and that's a fact we can't ignore and we should start appreciating more ❤️

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SuperCorp at a baseball game. Kara saves Lena from a foul ball/flying bat and makes the front pages/becomes a meme/gif. Extra likes and kudos if you can incorporate Lena’s iconic line, “Kara Danvers, you are my hero”

(I like the baseball setting, thanks! You know we had to go with the kiss cam here. Title inspired by Taylor swift)

I Don't Want You Like a Best Friend (Supercorp)

by marinawolf

Lena Luthor sat in the crowded stadium, the vibrant atmosphere of the baseball game surrounding her. It was a warm summer evening, and the stadium lights illuminated the field, casting a soft glow over the cheering crowd. Her gaze was fixed on her best friend, Kara Danvers, who was sitting beside her.

Lena couldn't help but admire Kara, who looked absolutely adorable with her blonde hair tucked under a baseball hat. Her blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she cheered for the home team, her infectious smile spreading joy to everyone around her. Lena couldn't deny it—Kara was beautiful.

As the game reached a momentary break, Lena's attention was abruptly drawn to the giant screen above them. It was the infamous kiss cam, and much to her surprise and delight, Kara and Lena appeared on the screen together. The crowd erupted into cheers and playful whistles, urging them to share a kiss.

Lena's heart skipped a beat as she turned to Kara, her eyes filled with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. She knew that her feelings for Kara ran deeper than just friendship.

Without a moment of hesitation, Kara leaned in, her lips meeting Lena's in a gentle, lingering kiss. Lena's senses heightened as she tasted the sweetness of the churros they had just enjoyed, the flavor mixing with the tenderness of Kara's lips. It was a moment of bliss, made even more magical by the cheering crowd surrounding them.

When they finally broke apart, their eyes wide with shock, Kara seemed to regain her composure remarkably quickly. She simply smiled at Lena and turned her attention back to the game, as if nothing extraordinary had happened.

Lena, on the other hand, was left reeling. She couldn't help but wonder if the kiss meant something more to Kara, if it was a reflection of the deeper connection Lena felt between them. But she couldn't bring herself to ask, afraid that her confession would ruin their precious friendship.

She spent the rest of the game, distracted, her mind reeling and her lips still tingling.

A sudden commotion interrupted her thoughts and a bat came flying towards Lena, hurtling through the air with alarming speed. Before she could react, Kara's superhuman reflexes kicked in. In a blur of motion, she snatched the bat out of thin air, effortlessly splintering it into pieces.

Realizing the potential questions that would arise if anyone noticed Kara's superhuman feat, Lena knew they had to leave immediately. She hastily led Kara out of the stadium, making sure to avoid any curious glances.

Once safely inside Lena's car, they both let out relieved breaths and laughter. Lena turned to Kara, her eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. "Kara Danvers, you are my hero," she exclaimed, a smile tugging at her lips.

Kara's bashful smile lit up her face, but it quickly faded into a pensive expression. Her eyebrows furrowed, and Lena couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry. "What's wrong?" Lena asked, concern lacing her voice.

Kara hesitated for a moment before speaking. "The kiss... what was that, Lena?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty.

Lena's heart pounded in her chest as she searched Kara's eyes for a clue, unsure of how to respond. Fearful of ruining their friendship, she remained silent.

Kara's expression fell slightly, disappointment flickering across her features. "Because friends don't kiss like that, Lena," she whispered softly, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

Lena's breath caught in her throat as she mustered up the courage to speak. "That's because I don't want you as just a best friend, Kara," she finally confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kara's eyes widened, and Lena could see a fleeting moment of relief wash over her. Without a moment's hesitation, Kara leaned across the console of the car, closing the distance between them. Their lips met once again in a passionate kiss, their emotions mingling in the warm embrace.

As they pulled apart, Lena couldn't contain the happiness that flooded her heart. Her fears had been replaced with a profound joy, knowing that Kara reciprocated her feelings. They shared a moment of silence, their eyes locked together, before bursting into smiles.

In that stolen moment, Lena knew that their relationship had shifted, hurtling into realms that Lena hadn't even dared to dream about.

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We are on strike. I wish it wasn't happening, wish that the producers would negotiate in good faith, and support the strike 100%.

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thank you @simplykorra for the commission!

the fic is here

[uncropped version on patreon]

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(Kara landing on the Tower's balcony, crying)

Alex: (rushing to her side) Hey, what's wrong?

Kara: (between sobs) I can't believe she did this to me.

Alex: Kara, who is she?

Kara: Lena. She said I was the only one!

Alex: (with a gun in her hand) Lena cheated on you?

Kara: (controlling her breath) When I entered her office, he was there.

(Lena bursting into the room, holding way too much plumerias)

Lena: (distressed) Kara, please let me explain.

Alex: (holding Kara's shoulder protectively) What? That you are a cheater?

Lena: It was an interview for a chess magazine, darling. You know you are my favorite reporter, please, Kara, love.

Alex: (letting go of Kara and walking out of the room while massaging her temples) I don't get enough sister privileges for this...

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Today we're talking to @jkbtseriously , author of many wonderful Sanvers fics and a beta reader for FtF. She'll talk about the benefits of getting feedback and why returning the favor is a great way to improve your writing and make new friends along the way.

Tell us a little about yourself. How did you get started as a beta reader?

After a couple of years of reading Sanvers fics on Ao3, I took the leap and decided to write my first fic. I’ve written a few more since and have had the opportunity to work with wonderful beta readers. This is my first experience working with a writer as a beta reader. I am very glad that I decided to join this event and have been greatly enjoying working with the writer I am paired with.

In your opinion, what does it take to be a good beta reader?

A good beta reader listens to the writer they are working with and understands what the writer wants and needs from them. I view my role as a beta as someone who supports the writer and helps them in the ways they need. That role might be as an editor, a proofreader, a sounding board, a cheerleader, or all the above. 

If you write, what have you learned from your own beta readers and how have you incorporated that both as a beta and in your own writing?

I have been lucky to have had wonderful beta readers. I have most appreciated their patience with me as I worked on finishing the fics I was writing. They offered advice when needed and gave me feedback that helped make my writing stronger. As a beta reader, I have strived to do the same. As a writer, I try to use the feedback I have been given on previous fics to help guide my writing on current fics.

What advice would you give to writers (regarding any aspect of the writing process, from plotting to mechanics)?

Do what works for you when it comes to writing. We all have different approaches. There is no one correct way to write. 

Any advice for aspiring beta readers?

Join an event as a beta reader if you’re unsure how or where to start. It’s a great way to get involved and to get to know others in the fandom. 

Have a link to a story you’d like to share? (Your own work or something you’ve betaed).

I’m currently beta-ing for NerdsbianHokie, who has a lot of great fics on Ao3. I highly recommend this Sanvers fic (one of my favorites) they wrote:

Ms. Maggie - https://archiveofourown.org/works/41764371

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Today we're delighted to hear from @rdshirt, a longtime Sanvers fan and 2022 Big Bang artist. She'll talk about the importance of finishing things, and why, as she puts it in the intro to her A03 piece, we should all "sign up for the scary stuff."

Thanks, Redshirt!

Tell us a little about yourself. How long have you been creating fan art? What were some of your first subjects and what ships/characters in the SG universe have you illustrated? 

 I never did any fan art until I signed up for the Sanvers Big Bang. That was the first time I had ever made humans that managed to actually resemble the humans they were supposed to be. (Know that meme where the horse starts out great on one end and looks like a toddler drew the other end? Well…all the drawings in the figure art class I took all remained headless for a reason.) It was exciting to learn the new skills and have it finally click for me.

What are your favorite mediums to work with? 

Since I was young I’ve been an oil painter. Though I did have a long hiatus from that, because I promised someone a painting and when I didn’t deliver I felt too guilty to paint anything else. Good news, I’m back painting again. (Y’all I had to finish that painting before the person died and I felt guilty for the rest of my life.)

For the fan art, I’m using Procreate to make digital artwork. I like it for this, because I can play around and change things easily.

What kinds of scenes do you enjoy illustrating? Do you have any favorite tropes or themes? Imagery that you like to work with? 

 I enjoyed the ranch scenery of my Big Bang. I’m comfortable with landscape and it allowed me to ease in to (*cough* procrastinate *cough*) the portrait part that I was nervous about. I’m excited about the imagery in my Finish-the-Fic match. It is very visual and there are a lot of things for me to play with.

 Any advice for aspiring fan artists? 

Do it. Do it because you want to and it makes you happy. Even if you’re scared. Even if you don’t think you’re “good enough”. You’re always going to see all the flaws in your own work. But I guarantee 99% of other folks seeing it are just going to be excited because there is fan art of the thing they also love. (And don’t worry about that other 1%, what they think doesn’t matter.)

Do you have a gallery of online work you’d like to post a link to?

I don’t have a gallery, but the Big Bang I did the art for is The Long Way by jkbtseriously (JessAnn), maybe go give that a read if you haven’t  https://archiveofourown.org/works/43060836/chapters/108205251