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Could you do a fic where R is dating Lena and they go to a bar with the super friends and Alex gets drunk and is super flirty/touchy with r and Lena and Alex fight over r and Lena gets super possessive?

It was a nice night at the bar with your friends. Lena had her arm around you as you were tucked into her side, with Alex beside you and the other Super Friends just across the table.

“It was hilarious,” Alex said, laughing as she took another drink. It was her fourth. “Brainy was so confused.”

“I do not understand this … confusion,” Brainy said. “As a twelfth level intellect, I declare that I have never been confused.”

“I’m sure you haven’t,” Nia laughed. “You could never be confused.”

You couldn’t help the snort that echoed across the table. Brainy was confused at least ninety percent of the time, so his denial was quite hilarious to you.

Alex turned to you and smirked. “You have the cutest snort. It’s adorable.”

“Why thank you, Alex,” You chuckled. “That’s very nice.”

Alex’s hand grabbed yours and you furrowed your brows. You weren’t sure what she was doing. “You … are just beautiful.”

Lena’s head snapped in Alex’s direction. “Hands off my girlfriend, please.”

Everyone else at the table had gone silent and you felt very, very awkward.

Alex wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you away from Lena. “Come on … she loves it. She loves the attention. You can share.”

“Alex …” Kara whispered. “You’re pretty drunk. Let’s get you home.”

“No, she does not love it. You aren’t her girlfriend, I am. You should listen to your sister and just leave.”

You were looking uncomfortably between the two, wishing nothing more than to just sink into the seat.

“Y/N,” Alex slurred. “You love me, don’t you? I know you’d rather spend time with me. Look at this beautiful hair.”

Lena slapped away Alex’s hand as she brushed it through your hair.

“Okay …” You chuckled. “I think I’m tired. We should … go.”

Lena pulled you protectively into her lap. “You made her uncomfortable, Alex. Go sober up and don’t let me catch you acting like this again.”

Without another word, Lena stood, keeping you in her arms, and marched out of the building.

“You can put me down …” You whispered.

You knew Lena had heard you, but she ignored it. She kept you in her arms until you were placed safely in her car and she had done your seatbelt for you.

“Alex had no right to act that way.”

“I know, Lena, but -”

“It’s absolutely disgusting that she thought she could get away with treating you like that.”

“It’s okay. She -”

“Treated you like an object, not like a person. I am highly offended by her behavior.”

“Lena!”

Lena finally stopped talking and looked at you.

“I know you’re upset, but you need to calm down. I’m not going to leave you for her. Ever. People do stupid things when they’re drunk. Now, if you’ll quit ranting, I’ll let you carry me into the house.”

“I was going to do it anyway.”

“Shut up,” You said, playfully rolling your eyes as you leaned against your girlfriend.

“I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

#Supergirl #Supergirl Fics #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Imagine #Supergirlimagines #Kara Danvers #Alex Danvers #Lena Luthor #Lena x Reader #Lena Luthor x Reader #Jealous!Lena #Winn Schott #Maggie Sawyer #Kelly Olsen #James Olsen

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Batwoman

A/N: Welp, like I said, trash for Kate Kane. There will probably be more of this and hopefully I got the voices and character at least sorta right. With only half a season, not much to go on, but I think it’s okay. Enjoy!

Okay, I realized the perspective changed several times throughout the fic, so I’v got that fixed. It is now at least 99% second person.

“Well, aren't you just the most adorable little thing,” The woman grinned impishly. “We can have so much fun with you.”

You gulped. You didn’t know what she meant by “fun” but you knew you didn’t like it. Her smile sent chills down your spine. She gripped your chin in a surprisingly hard grip, her face only an inch from yours.

“You just have the most beautiful face. It will work well.”

“W-what do you want?” You asked.

The woman stepped back, white hair bouncing as she did. “I just said, didn’t I? I want your face.”

“Just . . . just let me go. Please,” You begged.

“What? You don’t want to play with dear Alice? I must say, I’m horribly disappointed. And for the insubordination, you will have to pay a price. I can’t do anything to harm that pretty little face, but the rest of you, well . . .”

Before you could register what was happening, a knife plunged into you shoulder. A scream echoed from your lungs as you felt it twist inside you before Alice slowly dragged it out. Blood poured from the wound, tears stained your cheeks. Your breath came out in heavy wheezes as pain continued to shoot through you in shockwaves.

“Now, would you like to play?”

You didn’t answer, only stared at the blood seeping down your shirt and onto the ropes that fastened you to your seat.

“I asked you a question,” Alice growled. “When I ask, you answer.”

“N-no . . . please don’t hurt me.”

Alice cocked her head to the side. “I see. My dear girl, I won’t hurt you. I’ll only make you suffer. It’s you who decides whether it hurts.”

The cold metal of spiked brass knuckles pounded into your stomach as Alice rammed into it with her fist. She was smiling. Enjoying the sound of your screams as the punched you repeatedly. When she finally stopped, you head hung limply. You were soaked in blood. Every inch of your body shook in agony.

And that’s when somebody else entered the room. He was a scraggly looking young man, with long hair and a thin figure. You didn’t know why, but just seeing him sent a chill down your spine. He carried an heir of unease.

“That’s my face?”

“Yes, Mouse, that’s your new face. Do you like it?”

“It’s a girl.”

“We do what is necessary, Mouse. Remember, you needed a woman’s face. It will fit you just fine. Do you like it?” There was malice in her voice the second time she asked that question.

“Yes, Alice. I like it. It’s a good face. It will be useful.”

“Useful for what?” You squeaked.

Alice knelt down in front of you and caressed my cheek with one gloved hand. You tried to draw away, but it only caused you to gasp in pain. “Useful for Mouse. Nobody wants to see his face, but if we place yours on him, the world will never know the difference. There are oh so many things he can do with this face.”

Alice’s words sent a shiver down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut as she ran her hands over my face as if studying it. Feeling every bump and curve.

“Oh my . . . you’re very warm. You may be striking a fever. No doubt from those awful wounds. But don’t worry, my pet, I’ll bandage you up.”

“Leave me alone,” You whispered. You couldn’t keep the fear from your voice.

“No can do. But don’t be nervous. I’m very good with a bandage.”

The cleanliness of the bandages she used was questionable. In a place like this, no matter how many times something had been sanitized, you still couldn’t be certain it was clean.

They moved you to a bed, and though you tried to fight and protest, you were too weak. It only caused more pain and more blood. You were lightheaded, dizzy. And you could only stare as they tied you to the bed posts.

“What a good girl, finally listening. You stopped fighting. It’s a shame you won’t be alive much longer. I have grown rather fond of you.”

“Please don’t kill me,” You squeaked.

“My dear girl. If only it were in the cards.” She grabbed a wad of gauze and pressed it to the wound in your shoulder. You cried out in pain and Alice tisked. “Not very strong, are we? Can’t handle a little pain?” She pressed harder.

“Stop,” You gasped.

“I’m sorry, but I thought you wanted to live a while longer. Besides, the flesh is better when fresh. However, I do not wish to hear your screams. Mouse, gag her.”

A dirty cloth was shoved in your mouth and tied behind the back of your head. It tasted horrible and made it difficult to breathe. You struggled against it, but Mouse was much stronger. It wasn’t much of a fight.

She smiled sweetly at you as she fastened the gauze the your skin. It was a sickly sight - how could one so terrible feel so good about what they were doing? It was as if your pain gave her great pleasure. She moved to the wounds on your stomach, which somehow hurt even more. You were certain that, in this filthy place, they had already become infected.

Your flesh wouldn’t be too great after that.

Tears streamed down your cheeks.

Alice wiped them away with a knuckle, a little too gently. “Don’t cry. You’ll stain your cheeks.”

~~~~

“We’ve got reports of a kidnapping,” Sophie said. “Young woman, early twenties. Her name is (Y/N). Discovered missing after she failed to show up for work for several days, a coworker went to see if she was okay. There are signs of a struggle, blood on the floor. We don’t have long if we want to find this girl alive.”

“Where was she taken from?” Kate asked, stepping toward the screen.

“The Orchard apartment complex.”

“That’s near the morgue. Have there been any other abductions?”

Sophie shook her head. “Not from what we’ve seen, though we will be keeping an eye out.”

Kate nodded, eyes still not leaving the screen. “Show me the crime scene photos?”

Sophie simply nodded and did as she was asked.

Kate silently studied them. It showed an apartment that looked as if it was usually very clean, however, chairs were thrown aside, dishes broken, a vase lay in pieces on the floor. “What floor?”

“Fifth,” Sophie said.

“Are there any security cameras nearby?”

Jacob stepped forward with another image. “Only this one, about a block away. The street is busy, making it nearly impossible to identify the escape vehicle.”

“Play it,” Kate said. She was looking for something, though nobody was quite sure what she was searching for. Again, she studied it silently for several minutes before raising a hand. “There. That’s the vehicle.”

Jacob paused the video. “How do you know?”

“It belongs to Beth.”

The crows all exchanged a look. “We need to go,” Sophie said.

Kate was already gone. She ran back to Wayne Enterprises, trying to ignore Luke as he bombarded her with questions.

“Whoa, you came in a hurry, what’s going on? Is it Alice? Did she do something?”

“Can you shut up?”

“That’s incredibly rude. Okay, but I’ve been working on a new piece of tech and -”

Kate shoved him out of the elevator just before the doors closed. “Not the time, Luke.”

It wasn’t long before she had donned the suit, equipping herself with everything she might need, and rushed off.

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“N-no . . . No,” You cried as Alice pulled out a small knife.

“Oh hush,” Alice snapped. “Your pathetic whimpering is starting to get on my nerves. Obviously, the gag didn’t work, but I’ll make sure you can’t talk anymore. I may need your face, but your tongue is free to dispose of.”

Your mouth was forced open and a cold metal clamp bit down on your tongue. Something pierced painfully through it, so no matter how you struggled, you couldn’t draw your tongue away from the clamp. Though you tried to scream and tear away, you couldn’t. Mouse held your head steady as Alice brought the knife to your tongue.

You had never been more afraid. Had never cried so hard. You had gone through a lot in your short life, but this was by far the worst. And you were powerless.

“Beth!” The voice drew away Alice’s attention from me. “Let her go.”

“No can do, sis. I was just about to cut out her tongue. Care to watch?”

Through my tears, you were able to see the woman standing on the other end of the room. She wore an all black suit and had long, dyed red hair. She looked almost like Batman.

“Touch her and you’ll regret it,” the woman growled. “Beth, this is not okay.’

Beth moved the knife from my tongue and ran the side of it along my face, stopping to press the tip against the side of my neck. “Her face is just what we need. And nobody will miss her. She’s alone. Uncared for. No family . . . No friends. The perfect victim.”

The woman slowly stepped closer, raising a gun. “Let her go or I will kill him.”

The gun wasn’t pointed at Alice as you’d expected, but rather, at Mouse.

“You wouldn’t.”

“You really think so? You’re the one that means something to me, not him. He’s the one who took you and turned you into this. It would be easy.”

Blood dripped from your neck where the knife cut into your skin.

“You’re not a killer, dear sister.”

The gun went off. You jumped, eyes squeezed shut. There was a gasp and you felt the pressure release from your neck as Alice dropped her instruments. When you opened your eyes, you saw the Bat . . . woman, with an incredulous expression as she looked around.

A second woman rushed in a moment later, followed by several people in Crows Security uniforms.

You could hear screams behind you, no doubt from Mouse, as you could also hear Alice speaking to him. “Mouse . . . You shot him!”

“That’s right,” the second woman said. “Don’t worry, it’s not fatal. Arrest them.”

Alice threw something. You saw it zip past you and the moment it hit the ground, the room was covered in a thick fog. You coughed as the smoke filled your lungs. It stung your eyes and made you feel dizzy.

Through the fog, you could see the bat woman approach you. “I got you.” The clamp was removed from your tongue and the bindings from your wrists and ankles. She lifted you into her strong arms, holding you close as she walked from the building. The second woman was close behind.

“Hey, Batwoman, you can’t take her.”

“She needs help, Sophie. You do your job, I’ll do mine. I’m taking her to the hospital. Catch Alice.”

Sophie didn’t say another word, just allowed Batwoman to carry you away.

#Supergirl #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Fics #Supergirl Imagine #Supergirl Imagines #Batwoman #Kate Kane #Sophie Moore #Mary Hamilton #Alice #Mouse #Alice and the Wonderland Gang

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All right, who wants to read a Batwoman thing because I’m trash for Kate Kane?

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TRIGGER WARNING: Domestic Abuse

Your heart burst as the double edged sword of his words rang through your head. And the throbbing of his hand across your cheek burned and ached minutes after the hit. You could feel the bruise forming and were already planning how to hide it.

“Nobody would believe you,” He said. “You’re nothing but a liar and a fake. Even your sisters don’t love you. You’re lucky I do. Now clean this up.”

You stood immediately, eyes scanning quickly over the mess of broken vases and dishes, dirt from a potted plant was scattered across the carpet.

“GO!”

You jumped and hurriedly began cleaning up. You grabbed piece after piece of shattered glass and ceramic. A jagged shard sliced through your hand and you tried to hide the cry of pain, but he noticed.

“Serves you right. You’ve made a horrible mess and that cut can remind you of it. Don’t make me mad, and you won’t get hurt.”

You simply nodded. It was better not to speak. You ignored the blood oozing from your palm as you continued to clean. You just hoped that it wouldn’t drip on the floor. You didn’t know if it would be worse to clean yourself up before the mess or to get blood on the carpet. Both would be bad.

So you held your hand carefully as you continued to clean up.

But you weren’t careful enough. You saw the blood drip, and at the same time, you could feel tears form in your eyes. You wanted to hide the stain, but he was watching you like a hawk. He saw it immediately.

Before you knew it, his hand was on the back of your shirt and you were thrown across the room. Your head slammed against the drywall so hard it created a dent. You were dizzy, vision blurry, but you could still see him approaching. With a whimper, you tried to back away, but you were trapped against that stupid wall.

He pulled you up, his hand wrapping around your throat tightly. Too tightly.

“You’ve ruined the carpet,” He growled.

You tried to apologize, but it came out as as nothing more than a strangled cry.

His hand closed tighter around your throat. Tightly enough that you began seeing stars. “You’re useless! You screw everything up! Look at what you’ve done. You’ve completely ruined my life, you disgusting woman.”

Your head was slammed against the wall. Once, twice, three times. Four times. When he finally let go of your throat, it was only to slam his fist against your mouth. He shoved you hard so you sprawled across the floor, blinking away tears.

He spat at you before finally walking away, slamming the front door behind him as he left.

You couldn’t hold back your tears once he was gone. Your body ached. Your throat felt sore and you knew you had several bruises forming. You sobbed as you went to the bathroom and ran water over your still bleeding hand.

Once you had it cleaned and bandaged, you went back out to the living room. There was blood in several places on the carpet now, as well as on the wall. Hurriedly, you began cleaning up. Heaven forbid he returned home and the house was still a mess.

You didn’t need any more trouble.

Just before you could finish, you phone started to ring. Your body tensed immediately as you assumed it was him, but when you saw it was Alex on the line, you still couldn’t relax.

“Hey, Y/N,” Alex said. “You still on for sister night? Kara will pick you up around six.”

“Um . . . I don’t know if I can. I have a lot to do.”

“Oh, come on, your job can’t be working you that hard. We’ve been planning this all week. You aren’t getting out of it.”

You bit your lip, hesitating before honoring with a response. “Okay, I’ll see you around six.”

Your boyfriend wouldn’t like that, but maybe if you cleaned up well enough and hid the bruises, he wouldn’t be too angry. Besides, he might be out of the house for a while. Maybe you could leave before he got home. He’d be angry about that as well, but just sending a text and dealing with it later was better than having to call Alex back and tell you can’t go. That would raise suspicion.

“See you later, kid. And wear your pajamas.”

“Bye, Alex.” You hung up and hurried to finish cleaning. You managed to get out all the blood stains and you vacuum up the dirt that had become embedded in the carpet.

You changed into sweats and a hoodie to help cover up the bruises on your neck and hid everything else with makeup.

Just before Kara knocked on the door, you sent him a text saying you’d be out with your sisters.

“Y/N, hey,” Kara grinned as you opened the door, pulling you into a hug that irritated your sore body. “How are you?”

“I’m good,” You forced a smile. “How are you, Kara?”

“I’m super excited for sister night. We haven’t had you in a few weeks. You keep bailing.”

You didn’t dare look at Kara as you shrugged. “I’ve been busy. Keep having things come up. I can’t help it.”

“You’ve never been so busy before . . . is everything okay? Is there anything I can do to help you?” Kara asked as she led you out the door.

“No - no I’m fine,” You said, forcing another smile. Your phone buzzed just after you locked the door and you could feel your entire body tense.

It was a text from your boyfriend.

Don’t you dare leave that house.

You panicked. How could you make up an excuse now? What would you say? “Um . . . Kara. I have an emergency I need to take care of.”

Kara stopped and studied your face. “I can tell you’re lying. What’s going on?”

“It’s a work emergency, I really -”

“Y/N, you’re a waitress. You don’t have work emergencies.”

You tore your gaze away from Kara. There was no getting out of it. You would go to your sister’s and face the consequences later. “You’re right . . . Okay, let’s go.”

Kara pursed her lips, but didn’t say another word. She just put a gentle hand on your back as she led you to the car. You hide to wipe away your sweat more than once as you made your way to Alex’s apartment.

You were about to go inside when you received another text.

I told you not to go.

You made a small noise and Kara looked at your phone, which you quickly hid.

“What’s wrong.”

“Nothing, let’s go eat.”

“Yeah, go sit down. I’ll help Alex grab the food.”

“I can help.”

“Nonsense,” Kara pushed you toward the couch. “You’re my baby sister, and I happen to have super strength. So just relax. Alex and I got this.”

You rolled your eyes, but listened to Kara, deciding to pull out some movies to choose from as they got the food.

You didn’t notice, but Kara and Alex were whispering about you. “I’m worried about Y/N,” Kara said. “She’s acting weird. And she seems really nervous.”

“She keeps bailing on us,” Alex agreed. “She’s spending most of her time at home. She used to love hanging out with us.”

“I’m worried about her home life. Do you think her boyfriend is treating her badly?”

Alex nodded as she pulled three glasses from the cupboard. “Look at her. She seems fearful, she isn’t dressing like she used to. She’s quieter. It’s like her spirit has been broken.”

They took the food over and set it down on the coffee table, sitting down on either side of you. Alex put an arm around your shoulder, causing you to wince as she touched a sensitive spot on your shoulder.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine,” You said, a little too quickly.

“Hey, Y/N, what’s this on your face?” Alex put a finger over one of your bruises. It must have come uncovered when you were wiping away sweat.

“It’s nothing,” You winced. “Nothing.”

“Kara, look at her face . . .”

You bit your lip. This was the last thing you wanted.

Kara put a gentle hand on your chin and turned you to face her. “It looks like a bruise. Why did you cover it?”

“I fell . . . I was embarrassed about it.”

“You don’t need to be embarrassed about anything,” Kara said, pulling you closer.

You could feel your heart sink. They were being too nice. You didn’t deserve this kindness. “Uh . . . yeah, thanks, Kara.”

“Y/N, you’re really hot. Why don’t you take off your jacket?”

She was right, you were sweating. But you couldn’t remove the hoodie. “No, I’m fine.”

“You’ll overheat and make yourself sick, come on.”

“Why not just turn on the AC?”

“Because you’re the only one sweating bullets. Are you sick?” Alex placed the back of her hand against your forehead. “Maybe I should check your temperature.”

“Will you get off me?” You shoved your sisters away as you stood quickly. The words had come out more aggressively than you’d meant them to.

“What is going on?” Alex asked. She grabbed your sweatshirt and started trying to pull it off over your head.

“Alex! Stop, stop!”

But she didn’t stop. In fact, Kara came to help.

They got it off and you immediately dropped as tears fell from your eyes. “Stop . . .”

“Your boyfriend is abusing you, isn’t he?” Kara asked quietly.

You didn’t make eye contact. They knew the answer. They could see the bruises, the cuts.

Alex gently pulled you to your feet and wrapped you in a tight hug. “We’ll help you get out?”

You shook your head. “He doesn’t mean it. He just gets mad . . .”

“Y/N,” Kara said. “He means it. Everyone gets mad, but not everyone hurts somebody they are supposed to love. You need to get out.”

You looked between your sisters. They were so worried. They had tears in their eyes. “H-how?”

“We’ll help you,” Alex said.

“And we’ll protect you,” Kara promised.

#Supergirl #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Fics #Supergirl Imagine #Supergirlimagine #Kara Danvers #Alex Danvers #Baby Danvers #Baby! Danvers #Kara Danvers x Baby Danvers #Alex Danvers x Baby Danvers #Superfriends #Danvers Sisters #Agent Danvers

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Alex and kara helping b!d when shes dealing with allergies and her asthmas flaring again. (making her tea, Alex using a stethescope, etc...)

You could feel your throat closing in on itself. With each second, it became more difficult to breathe.

Crap, You thought. It had come on so suddenly, you didn’t have time to grab your inhaler before you were wheezing and gasping.

“Y/N?” You hadn’t noticed the door open, but in an instance, Kara was at your side. “I think you need a breathing treatment. Give me just a second.”

You hacked and wheezed until Kara got the mask over your face. You could hear the familiar buzz of the machine as it sent the steroid into your system. Before long you started to feel better, though exhausted. You slumped against Kara, who put an arm around you, holding you close. “I got you sweetheart.” Kara pulled away the mask once the treatment ended and moved you onto the couch.

“Thank you. It came on so suddenly.”

“I’m always here for you, and Alex is on her way.”

You sneezed loudly before you could respond. “I think my allergies are flaring. I was sneezing and then I couldn’t breathe.”

“Well have you been taking your allergy pills?”

No,” You shook your head. “I ran out.”

Kara gave you an incredulous look. “Y/N, you have to take those. When did you run out? Why didn’t you buy more?”

“About a week ago … and they’re really expensive, Kara. I can’t afford to be paying twenty bucks a month for those things.”

“Then ask for help, sweetie. Alex or I can get them for you.”

“Well I don’t want to rely on -” Before you could finish your sentence, you started coughing again. A violent cough that rattled your chest.

“Whoa, okay.” Alex had just come in to see your coughing fit. “Is she having another asthma attack?”

You could only nod through your wheezes as Kara helped you with your inhaler.

“She ran out of allergy meds and it’s flaring up her asthma. She’s going to get sick if this keeps happening.”

Alex, with her med bag, rushed to your side. She pulled out a stethoscope and placed it in her ears. “I’m going to listen to your lungs.” She placed it over your back. “Take a deep breath.”

A few more times and Alex pulled it away. “You may not be having an attack at the moment, but they definitely sound wheezy. You need to relax so we can keep you out of the hospital. You aren’t moving from this spot. Not even to get food. Kara and I will clear the house of anything that could affect your allergies and the windows will stay closed.”

“You’re so overprotective,” You rolled your eyes.

“You were in the hospital for a week last time this happened. So lay down and relax.”

“I’ll make you some tea,” Kara said as Alex lay you down.

“The good stuff? With the honey?”

“She wouldn’t dream of anything else,” Alex chuckled as she kissed your forehead. “Love you, kid.”

“Love you too.”

#Supergirl #Supergirl Fics #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Imagines #Kara Danvers #Alex Danvers #Baby!Danvers #Baby Danvers #Danvers Sisters #Kara Danvers x Baby Danvers #Alex Danvers x Baby Danvers

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B!D is trying to sleep off a fever, but in the process has a nightmare and says "Kara dont tell them your supergirl" in her sleep. The problem? Alex was there taking care of her and this was while Alex had the mind wipe...

A/N: This is where you guys get to see how behind I am on requests. Oh well …

“Sweetheart, you’re burning up,” Alex said. “You need to go lay down.”

“I’m fine,” You said as you tried, and failed, to stifle a cough.

“No you’re not. Now you can either walk to the couch or I’ll carry you.”

Alex carried you.

She lay you down gently and positioned a blanket over you. “I’ll turn on a movie and get you something for that cough. You just try to rest, okay?”

“Okay, fine,” You said.

“And I want to check your temperature. Don’t move.”

“You would hold me down if I tried.”

“Darn right I would,” Alex waved a finger at you as she ran to grab a thermometer. “Open.”

“You sound like Mom … when I was five.”

“Y/N, you should know, I”m much worse than Mom. Now open.”

You didn’t hesitate to do as told. You didn’t need to be getting on Alex’s bad side.

“You’re at 102. You’re definitely not going anywhere. Take this, it’s for your cough.”

“I hate cough medicine. I don’t want it.”

Alex gave you a warning look. “Y/N, take the medicine. Now.”

You didn’t have a choice. You choked down the pink poison, disgust painted all over your face. “I hate that stuff.”

“I know, babygirl,” Alex said softly. “I’m going to turn on a movie, but I want you to try to rest. Close your eyes.”

Alex lifted you up momentarily so she could sit and place your head in her lap. You relaxed against her immediately. Alex may be overprotective and a little crazy sometimes, but you always felt safe in the arms of your eldest sister. Her hand stroked soothingly through your hair, and before you knew it, you were asleep.

Alex looked down at the sleeping form of her baby sister, a soft smile touching her lips. “I love you, Y/N,” she whispered.

Truth be told, she was incredibly worried. You’d grown up with health problems. Usually when you got sick, you got really sick. Half the time, you ended up in the hospital. It took everything Alex had not to just throw you in the car now and drive you down there. Instead, she held you close and hoped for the best. Hoped you would get better this time instead of worse.

Alex was thrown out of her thoughts by your stirring. “Y/N, shhhh,” she said quietly.

You rolled in her arms, sweating. “No … no.”

“Hey, hey. It’s okay.”

“Don’t tell them … Kara, don’t tell them you’re Supergirl.”

Alex just stared, memories flooded back to her. She was overwhelmed with a headache so bad it felt her head would burst. Alex held her head as she cried out in pain. It was loud enough to wake you.

“Alex? Alex, what’s wrong?”

Alex didn’t answer, just held her head.

“Alex!” You were freaking out, you’d never seen Alex in so much pain before. “Kara help!”

Moments later, Kara burst into the apartment. “What’s going on?”

“I don’t know … I was asleep. Alex … something’s wrong.”

Kara took one look at Alex, scooped her up, and flew away.

You were left, astonished, worried, and feeling more sick than you had been before.

#Supergirl #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Fics #Supergirl Imagines #Supergirlimagines #Kara Davers #Alex Danvers #Baby!Danvers #Baby Danvers #Alex Danvers x Reader #Alex Danvers x Baby Danvers

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I really enjoy your stories and if you could,could you do a Kara X Reader like maybe they like each other and Kara gets jealous because someone flirts with the R and admits her feelings

Walking through the park with Kara was your idea of a perfect day. It was warm and beautiful, with birds chirping and the sounds of kids playing. The only thing that could possibly make it better is if you were holding hands with the beautiful girl beside you.

Of course, you figured that would never happen. Kara didn’t see you that way. You were just a friend. And though your heart ached each time you thought about it, you resigned yourself to being okay with just being friends. Or, mostly okay. Because no matter how hard you tried, every time you looked at her, your heart soared. Her laugh sent chills through your spine and her smile could make even the worst day amazing.

Gosh, you were so in love.

“Y/N?”

“What?” You jumped out of your thoughts.

Kara gave you a quizzical look. That beautiful, quizzical look. “Did you hear my question?”

“Sorry, I got distracted …birds.”

Kara laughed that toxic laugh. “You’re so funny.”

You could feel a blush heating up your cheeks and quickly turned your head away. “Uh, thank you. Thanks.”

Once you felt the blush fade, you turned to Kara. “What was your question?”

You were so busy looking at her, you didn’t notice the woman walking your way and completely ran into her.

“I’m so sorry,” the woman said. “I didn’t see you.”

“Oh, no, it’s all me. I wasn’t paying attention either,” You said.

Kara had a hand on your arm that you couldn’t help but notice.

You could feel the woman’s eyes look you over and she smiled. “Well, let me make it up to you. Can I take you out for lunch?”

You didn’t expect Kara to pull you closer, but she did, taking a step forward. “She’s busy.”

You glanced at Kara, confusion showered on your face. You could have sworn you heard a hint of jealousy in her voice, but that couldn’t be right.

“Okay … but I think I asked your friend here. I’m sure she can answer for herself.”

“Yeah … I’m sorry, but I’d rather not.”

The woman gave a small nod, looking uncomfortably between you two before jogging off.

“What was that about?” You asked.

Kara, realizing she had a hand on you, finally let go. The lack of touch left you feeling empty. “It was uh … nothing. I just want you to stay safe. She was a stranger.”

“You’re acting kinda weird, Kara.”

“Okay, fine.” Kara adjusted her glasses. “I have feelings for you. I have for a long time. I really like you and I know you don’t see me that way, but I got jealous when she asked you out. It was -”

“Kara, I like you, too. Like, a lot.”

Kara stopped talking immediately. Those blue eyes stared into your own with a look that you couldn’t quite interpret. And then her lips were against yours.

Your heart soared, you could feel that blush again, but this time, you didn’t have to try to hide it.

This was it.

This was the moment you’d been waited for so long.

And it was better than you imagined.

#Supergirl #Supergirl fics #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Imagine #Supergirlimagines #Kara Danvers #Kara Danvers x Reader #Fluff #So cute

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Lena x reader where some of the super friends think reader is with Lena only for money and reader overhears it so she starts working more, and doesn’t accept things off Lena until she over works herself and faints? Fluff please:))

You were just about to enter Lena’s office when you heard her talking to some of her friends.

“Lena, have you ever stopped to think that Y/N is just using you?” Kara’s voice echoed through the door. “She just wants you for your money.”

“Kara’s right,” Alex says. “I mean, look at all the gifts she accepts. And she’s constantly asking for things. I know you think she loves you, but it’s all an act.”

You could feel tears well up in your eyes at those words. Instead of knocking, you turned on your heel and ran from L-Corp. You went straight back to work, deciding you’d work through the rest of your lunch break without eating.

“Hey,” Your boss said as you cleared another table. “You were supposed to be outta here ten minutes ago.”

“I told Derek he could leave. I’m covering his shift for him.”

“Didn’t you have a date with that rich girl?”

“You mean Lena? Yeah, but I’m not going.”

“Why not? You are head over heels in love with that girl?”

“Well, it seems she’s not in love with me.”

For weeks, you kept yourself on this busy schedule. You didn’t stop to eat, skipped your breaks. You were determined to prove yourself worthy of Lena.

It hurt what her friends all thought of you. Day after day, those words replayed themselves in your head. Replayed themselves so often, you started to believe them yourself. So you, once again, doubled your efforts. Lena texted you all the time, trying to make plans. You told her you were busy. You missed her phone calls. You didn’t want to take anything from her.

You were hard at work, clearing tables on a busy, understaffed day, when Lena showed up. You didn’t even notice her come in. Your stomach rumbled from your lack of breakfast and you could feel yourself sweating, though you didn’t stop to take a drink.

A large family left and you hurried over to clear their table. Piling dishes and garbage into your bin, you could feel yourself become lightheaded, vision blurred. As you spun to return to the kitchen, everything went dark and you crashed to the ground.

“Y/N!” Lena shouted, running to your side. You were surrounded by broken dishes and Lena noticed several cuts and pieces of ceramic embedded in your skin. “Somebody call an ambulance!”

Your boss rushed over to help clear the debris as a customer called 9-1-1.

“I’m at Noonan’s and one of the waiters passed out,” The lady said.

Lena barely heard her over her own panic. She knelt next to you, ignoring the fact that broken ceramic was cutting into her knees.

She brushed a gentle hand through your hair and used the other to check your pulse. “It’s slow. We need that ambulance now.”

“We’re here,” A paramedic piped up as he rushed in the door.

Minutes later, you were on a gerni on your way to the hospital.

You awoke in an unfamiliar room. An IV rested uncomfortably in your arm. You were completely exhausted, your stomach begged for food. But more than all of that, you noticed Lena sat at your bedside.

“Y/N,” Lena said quietly. “How do you feel?”

“What happened?”

“You passed out at work. You’re severely dehydrated and malnourished. And when you fell, you were cut up by broken dishes. Sweetie, what’s been going on? You’ve lost so much weight, you’ve hardly spoken to me. You’re in the hospital for pete’s sake.”

You could feel your eyes well up with tears. “I’m not worthy of you, Lena. I take and I don’t give back. I’m so sorry. You’re so amazing and I’m just … I’m poor. I’m nothing.”

“Y/N, sweetheart, where is this coming from? Of course you’re not nothing.”

“I overheard Alex and Kara a few weeks ago. They thought I was just using you. And I’m not, so I just worked harder to earn my keep so that I’ll deserve to be with you.”

Lena’s expression hardened momentarily, but it softened so quickly you thought you imagined it. “I love you. I love you more than anyone. Alex and Kara were wrong. I know you would never use me. You should have just come to me instead of working yourself half to death. I’m so sorry you felt that way.”

“I don’t use you, I promise.”

“I know you don’t. When Kara and Alex brought that up, I ensured them you don’t. All the missed dates and missed calls - they make sense now. I was so worried. I’m still worried. And until you’re healthy I will not leave your side.”

“Lena, you don’t have -”

“It’s not a request.”

“Yeah, okay. Okay. Thank you.”

Lena leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “I wouldn’t dream of doing anything else, Love.”

#Supergirl #Supergirl Fics #Supergirlimagines #Supergirl Imagine #Lena Luthor #Lena Luthor x Reader #Lena x Reader #Kara Danvers #Alex Danvers #Superfriends #Super Friends #Winn Schott

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hi can you do one where B!D is having a lot of issues with Eliza (she’s comparing her to her sisters and telling her she’s not trying hard enough) and is feeling really anxious whenever she has to talk to her mom but she doesn’t want to be overdramatic or cause any problems so she balls it all up u til she has a panic attack? and she calls alex or kara and spills everything to them? and then some fluff or something? thank youuu!!!

“You don’t try hard enough! Your grades are horrendous. Your room is constantly a mess. When was the last time you even turned in your homework?” Eliza asked, glaring at you.

Head shaking, you took a step back. “Mom, I’m doing my best … It’s hard, I -”

“Your best? I hardly call that your best. Why can’t you be more like your sisters? They never gave me these problems. And Kara came here from another planet.”

“I’m not Kara. I promise, I’m trying. The material is too hard … You made me take those AP classes and I just don’t understand. And there’s so much homework. I don’t have any free time. At all.”

“If your sisters could handle it, so can you. Go do your homework. I expect you to get completely caught up tonight.”

“Mom, there’s like twelve hours of work.”

“No excuses. Go!”

You turned on your heel and ran upstairs to your room. You could hardly breathe, but you forced yourself to stay calm. You didn’t need anyone to know how stressed you were. Anyway, they probably wouldn’t care. Eliza certainly didn’t.

Alone.

You felt so alone.

You couldn’t help the fear that had welled up inside you. The fear of failure. You’d already failed Eliza, you were failing classes. And if you flunked out? If you didn’t graduate? That would be the worst failure you could think of. You could already hear the sound of Eliza’s yelling, even as her words replayed over and over in your mind.

It caused you to shake. To sweat. It felt as if a lump had swollen up in your throat. And you panicked. Panicked because of stress. Panicked because of Eliza. Panicked because you just couldn’t get enough air! You could feel your hands pulling on the collar of your shirt as if loosening it would somehow allow you to breathe again.

You needed your inhaler. But it wasn’t around. You couldn’t go downstairs. Not only were you afraid to show your face, you didn’t want to deal with Eliza’s yelling. You couldn’t handle the yelling.

Rocking, shaking, heart pounding, you didn’t know what to do. Without realizing, you found yourself with your phone in your hands and Alex’s name up on the screen. You didn’t put the phone to your ear. Just watched as it rang.

“Hello?” Alex’s voice came out loud and clear. But you didn’t respond. “Y/N? Is everything okay?”

When you still didn’t answer, Alex sounded a little more frantic.

“What’s going on? Are you okay? I’m going to call mom.”

“No!”

“Whoa, okay. Hey, it’s okay. You sound scared. What’s going on? Are you having a panic attack?”

You didn’t need to answer. The sound of your breathing did enough.

“Y/N, you need to calm down. Take deep breaths. Breathe with me.”

It took several minutes, but Alex walked you through the panic attack. She stayed on the line with you as you cried and struggled, speaking gently and reassuringly.

“Okay,” You said eventually. “I think I’m okay.”

“Talk to me, Y/N. What’s wrong? Why did you have that panic attack?”

You hesitated, unsure if you should say anything. But before long, you found yourself spilling your guts. “It’s mom. I’m not doing great in school. Everything is stressful and she just yells and compares me to you and Kara. She keeps saying I”m not good enough and that I’m not trying. She put me in all these AP classes, but I have a hard enough time in regular classes. And so I’m failing like, everything. And I didn’t want these classes, but she blames me for it. I’m not smart, Alex. I can’t do this. She says I have to get caught up on everything tonight, but that’s at least twelve hours of work. I just can’t do it. She’s being so mean.” You were sobbing. Alex could probably barely understand you.

There was a knock at the door and you jumped, hurriedly throwing your phone across the room before yanking your books out of your backpack.

But when the door opened, it wasn’t your mom standing there.

It was your sisters.

They rushed in, kneeling at your side before pulling you into a tight hug. “It’s okay, sweetie,” Alex assured.

“We got you,” Kara said.

You leaned into them as you cried, letting all your emotions drain onto their shoulders. For the first time in a while, you felt safe. You felt at home.

“She doesn’t stop yelling.”

You can feel Alex tighten her grip around you. “I’ll talk to her, okay? This is your senior year, it should be fun. And look at you, Y/N, you’re having such a difficult time.”

“And we’ll help you with you homework,” Kara offers.

You started crying all over again as you grabbed your sisters tightly. “Thank you.”

“Of course, kid,” Alex said, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “But for now, you need a break. We’re going out tonight. We can get dinner, see a movie.”

You shook your head quickly. “N-no. No. Mom will yell at me again. She’ll be so mad. I have to get everything done right now. I can’t do anything until I get it done.” You could feel the panic quickly returning.

“Whoa, whoa, hey,” Alex said. “It’s okay. Breathe. Just breathe. We’re going to talk to Mom for you, okay? I promise, she won’t yell at you. We won’t let her.”

You didn’t say anything. Instead, you focused on calming your breathing.

“I’m going to go talk to her right now. Okay? I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Alex left and a few minutes later you could hear loud arguing. You flinched at the yelling and buried your face against Kara with a whimper.

Kara pulled you closer with a hush. “I got you.”’

Eventually, the yelling stopped and Alex returned to your room. “Pack your things, you’re going to spend a few days with me. I’ll help you get caught up and we can spend some time relaxing. Okay?”

Your face lit up. You pulled away from Kara, standing and running to Alex. You leaped onto her in a hug. “Thank you! I love you, Alex.”

“I love you, too, sweetie.”

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Do you have any baby!danvers requests coming up?

Yes I do! I have one that I'm almost finished with!

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Hey I'm a big fan and I love your stories! Could you do a Kara/Supergirl X Reader like maybe they're at a cafe and someone flirts with the reader and Kara get's jealous thanks anyways

‘Oh please,” You laughed. “You are definitely the better singer.”

Kara lead you into the cafe with a shake of her head. “I beg to differ, Y/N. Wanna go find us a seat?”

“No way, it’s my turn to pay.”

Kara flashed her card, “Too late. I win.”

You rolled your eyes before going to take a seat as Kara ordered for the both of you. You watched as she did. Always in awe of Kara, taking in her beauty. That gorgeous blond hair, perfectly pulled up into a bun. Those big, ocean blue eye. And the adorable smile you could never get enough of.

You found yourself staring so intently that you didn’t notice someone approach.

“Well hello there.”

You jumped before looking up to see a young man standing by the table. “Uh, hi.”

“Didn’t mean to startle you,” The man winks. “I just saw you sitting here alone and thought I should introduce myself. I’m David.”

“That’s mice,” You said, barely giving him a glance.

David sat down across from you with a smile. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?”

“I’m not alone. I’m with my girlfriend.”

His smile faded immediately, much to your satisfaction. “Girlfriend?”

“Yes, girlfriend. In fact, she’s on her way over, so if you wouldn’t mind moving out of her seat. Otherwise, she’ll have to force you and I’d rather you don’t deal with that kind of pain.”

He got up quickly and walked away with a disgusted look.

“Who was that?” Kara asked as she approached with the food.

“I don’t know. Some guy trying to flirt.”

Kara tried to hide the jealousy on her face, but failed epically. She glared after the guy. “Flirting?”

“Kara, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

“I’m sorry. But you’re gorgeous and just so … perfect. I can’t help but get a little jealous.”

A laugh escaped your lips. “Kara Danvers, I only have eyes for one person. And that’s you.” You reached your hand over to grasp hers as a slight blush warmed her cheeks. “I love you.”

#Supergirl #Supergirlfics #Supergirl Fics #Supergirlimagine #Supergirl Imagines #Kara Danvers x Reader #Kara Danvers #Lena Luthor #Brainy #Brainiac 5 #nia nal #dreadlocks #Alex Danvers

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