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oneshotnewbie · 9 months

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HI!! Could you do a suicidal baby danvers oneshot? they're in highschool, probs the final year, and they're getting bullied really badly. One day when they walk into one of their classes they find their desk with things (like "f*g" or "fatass"). They skip the rest of their school day after that and go straight home, they write a suicide note and leave it for Alex and Kara. Make it super angsty, maybe a happy ending?:) I hope you have an amazing day, I love your page<33

Authors note: Way too long and a little rushed, but I wanted to put everything you asked me into this request. I tried to shorten it a bit but I didn't succeed. So sorry for that! Also parted in two parts because Tumblr did not let me post the whole thing :(

Trigger warning!This one-shot includes the topic of suicide and the plot is presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Summary: Life consists of small moments that shape us, stay in our memories and make us who we are. Often we don't even know what influence we have on other people, how we appear to the outside world and how we affect other people's lives. And this influence leaves traces

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When the alarm clock woke you up at 6am sharp, a hand grabbed the annoying troublemaker and slammed it against the wall. Grumbling, you whispered some swear words under your breath and piled the covers back over your head to avoid the outside world.

Unfortunately, the night always passed too quickly for you. You did not want to go back to school, lost all desire to return to your classroom every morning. For you, school was not a pleasure or an increase in your knowledge, but a single struggle for survival.

The knock on your door made you roll your eyes in annoyance. You quickly pushed the covers back against the end of the bed and sat up, rubbing a hand across your face to wipe the rest of sleep out of your eyes.

"Sleepyhead, are you awake?" your sister´s female voice asked muffled through the thick wood and you hesitated a moment with your answer, thinking about telling her that you were sick so you could stay at home, but you decided against it. "I am awake, I will be right there"

When you heard the footsteps moving away from your door, you slowly got in motion to get out of bed, leaving your small but beautiful kingdom to march into hell instead. In your room, you felt like you were in a glass box that shielded you from the outside world like a protective bubble. Here you were safe and at peace with all the people who loved you.

With a thoughtful face, you made your way to the open kitchen where Kara had already started conjuring up your breakfast. Throwing your backpack onto one of the free chairs at the dining table, you sat down on the bar stool opposite the blonde. Your head dropped to the wooden counter as your finger silently traced the texture.

"Is everything okay?" she murmured between pursed lips. Her head was cocked to the side, her long, honey blonde hair that was tied in a loose ponytail hanging down one of her shoulders. The knife that had recently been used loosely standing in her fist as she gazed at you intently. "You seem so calm to me lately"

Kara had suspected that something was on your mind, her sisterly instincts told her that something was very wrong. For weeks, there was something in your life that bothered you. You have been acting differently lately. Your behavior became withdrawn and calmer. You did not seem to have an appetite- you hardly ate anything anymore. However, she refrained from forcing you into a confession and possibly pushing you further away from her than you have been since your character transformation.

You looked over your shoulder and faltered, clearly uncomfortable at being asked the question. You did not want to tell her the truth, nor did you want to lie to your sister. Yet you were not ready to tell her what was going on in your life.

The blonde would drag the redhead into this situation and both of them might want to talk to your teacher or even your classmates. But that would probably make the situation worse, trigger further harassment.

"Yes. Yes, I am fine," you said quietly and turned your gaze to an imaginary point. Kara, on the other hand, kept her direct gaze strictly on you while an affirmative growl escaped her lips. "Actually, I am not hungry at all. Can you pack it for me?"

She sighed and walked around the kitchen counter to get to you. Her hands grabbed your shoulders and gently stroked them before she pulled you back and gently hugged you from behind. The sudden, loud pounding of your heart and the nervous playing with your fingers, made it clear to the young woman that you seemed to be struggling with yourself. "You can always talk to me, okay? I am here for you"

You snuggled into her arms, which hugged you tightly and full of strength into her body while one of them gently stroked your hair. "I know," you assured her, your voice breaking slightly as you tilted your head up to look at her. "You are always there when I need you"

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Despite getting up and leaving the house on time, you missed fifteen minutes of the first lesson. You had dawdled your way to school, getting more nervous each time you took a step further into the building.

Walking up the last few steps to your classroom and turning left down the hallway, you reached the first door of the corridor where math had already started. You nervously wiped your sweaty hands on your jeans and mentally prepared yourself for the impending confrontation. Then, you opened the door and the noise level in the class dropped significantly.

"You are late," your teacher spoke as he sat down at his desk and wrote an entry into the register. You paused at the door and surveyed the nineteen other teenagers before he looked at you warningly and you knew that because of all your delays, the crosses behind your name lined up like on a cementary. "Will not happen again"

On the way to your seat in the back row, the most famous girl tripped you and you stumbled, but managed to catch yourself before you hit the floor. Laughter filled the room and a lame joke was made about you. "Too stupid to walk, Danvers?"

You pained facial expression smoothed out and with an inconspicuous sideways glace, you looked appraisingly at Cindy before your teacher´s loud voice called for order. He ordered you to finally sit down and not disturb the class further than you already did.

Before you even sat down, you saw the doodled on your table that you had not noticed before. They had been re-scribed into the surface of the wood and highlighted with black marker. There is one word you were particularly sad to read about: fag.

Tears welled up in your eyes, which you tried to hold back as your stomach began to cramp up. You made no secret about your sexuality and were relatively open on the subject, yet you did not think it would ever be used against you.

"Who was that?" your trembling voice made it´s way between quiet laughter and silenced them completely. All eyes were on you, but they were by no means pitiable. With that, you turned around and left the room straight away.

The school hallway was not the widest construction and even with few students it seemed to be bursting at the seams. Other teenagers walked past you, it got a little cramped, and you were jostled and pushed against the wall.

Shortly thereafter, you fist collided with the wall, repeatedly hitting the white plaster in short frequencies. Tears rolled down your cheeks and mixed with the blood that smeared on your knuckles as you wiped them from your eyes.

But you did not care, you were fed up. The barrell overran and drowned your energy below zero.

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supergirlfics · 5 years

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B!d usually ends up in the hospital eat least once a year for her asthma.

Kara and Alex ran frantically into the hospital together. “Where is she?” Kara asked.

Alex managed to stay a little more calm, but not by much. She approached the front desk. The secretary held up a finger, but Alex spoke anyway. “I’m Agent Alex Danvers with the FBI. I’m looking for a patient.”

“FBI?” The secretary asked. “May I ask what this is about.”

“She’s our sister,” Kara said. “We’re looking for Y/N Danvers.”

“Give me just one moment.”

“We need her room now,” Alex said, slamming her hand against the desk.

“Calm down. I’m looking up the room. Anger will not make me any quicker.”

Alex opened her mouth to argue, but Kara put a hand on her sister’s shoulder, only just managing to calm her down enough to stop her.

“Room 204. Just go -”

“We can find it.” Alex grabbed Kara by the wrist and they ran off.

When they got to your room, they paused for a moment before approaching her bedside. A nurse stood at the foot of her bed as she updated her chart.

“Are you family?” The nurse asked.

“Y/N is our sister,” Kara said. “Is she okay?”

“She was found unconscious in the park. After EMT arrival, they discovered it was a major asthma attack, though we don’t know what triggered it. I believe this is hers.” The nurse held up an inhaler.

When Alex took it, she looked at the doses left. The number was at zero. “So she wasn’t able to use her inhaler?”

“That’s the assumption,” the nurse said.

“What?” Kara asked. Alex showed her the number. With furrowed brows, Kara grabbed the hand of her sleeping sister. “She’s usually so good about getting a new one.”

“Is asthma a major problem for Y/N?”

“Yes,” Alex said. “She uses a nebulizer almost weekly. She never goes anywhere without an inhaler.”

“She was excused from most P.E. activities in high school,” Kara added. “We even carry inhalers with us just in case.”

“Thank you,” the nurse said. “She’s stable. We have removed the intubation tube. She should be awake within a few minutes. I’ll leave you alone.”

Alex and Kara sat on either side of your bed. Kara hadn’t let o of your hand. Alex pushed a strand of hair from her eyes.

“Can you ever remember a year that she didn’t end up in the hospital because of an asthma attack?” Alex asked.

“No,” Kara said. “But her inhaler running out is a new one. Chasing a dog, bad air, allergies. But never this.”

Your eyes fluttered open and you looked up at your sisters. You opened your mouth to speak, tried to sit up. But Alex shushed you as she pushed you back down. “Don’t move.”

“What happened?” Kara asked. “We were really worried.”

“I went for a run -”

“You’re not supposed to do that,” Your sisters said at the same time.

“I do it all the time.” Alex tried to speak, but you waved your hand. You weren’t going to listen. “Anyway, I’ve been trying to build up my lungs. I want to make my asthma better, so I started working out.”

“That is so dangerous,” Kara said.

“I usually go for a little bit and use my inhaler before anything gets too bad. But today I decided to push harder. I thought I’d be fine. And then when I stopped, I had used up everything. I couldn’t breathe and it just kept getting worse. I couldn’t get to water. I remember someone approaching me before I passed out and asking if I was okay. He was really cute.”

Your sisters couldn’t help but laugh. “You really need to get your priorities straight.”

“Okay, but do you think Winn could help me find him. Because he was really cute.”

“I’ll talk to him,” Alex sighed.

You grinned up to her and squeezed her hand. “Thanks, sis. You’re the best.”

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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Can you do a oneshot where B!D has been unwell and having a lot of weird symptoms lately. She, her sisters, and Eliza are at the hospital when they find out she has lupus, and B!D just breaks down.

Addition from another request: Also in the lupus one shot can you have B!D tell her sisters she feels like a burden and they tell her shes not?

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You felt like you were floating. The next moment your felt like your chest was buried and crushed. Overwhelmed by an heat that ran through your entire system and made your blood vessels boil. You tried to relax to banish the heat but you could not and felt your strength ebbing away. You felt defeated, you had to endure it.

"She has a fever of 102.2 degrees. Y/n never has been so sick before," Eliza informed her two girls, who she had called and asked to come back home. She was bent over your battered body and placing a cold rag on your sweaty neck.

Kara and Alex nodded briefly to let their mother know they were listening before the redhead moved to the other side of your bed and sat down next to you. "How long has she had this fever? Have you noticed anything about her lately?"

"She has been very tired lately and has often taken naps. She has lost weight due to the lack of appetite, which I have labeled as stress," Eliza reflected on the last few weeks before nodding. "She has also complained of extreme hair loss."

"What do we do now?" taking your limp hand and placing it in hers, she turned to the bio-engineer and gave her a serious look.

You opened your eyes for a moment, only to close them back shortly after. The dim light on your bedside table pierced through your skull and set your eyes ablaze. You wanted to say something, but no sound came out of your throat. You found yourself too weak to form words. "Hey, it is all good."

"Lexie," you croaked, knowing that it probably came out as an unintelligible noise, but also knowing that she understood you anyway. But she interrupted you with her soothing and deep voice, "Kara and I are here, you will be better soon."

"She needs treatment, she need medication," Eliza shook her head at your condition. She had noticed weeks ago that you had changed, but she never saw a possibility of a serious illness slowly taking hold of you.

Not a second after your mother said that sentence, Alex grabbed her car keys and handed them to Kara before carefully scooping you out of bed into her arms and carrying you out of your room to the car. You groaned out in pain during the movements, your whole body radiating pain in all directions. "Everything will be fine, kiddo. Just hold on to me, alright?"

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When you came to, you did not feel much better than before. You could not move properly, all your joints ached like fire burning inside them and your head was throbbing so hard, you thought it was going to explode. Everything hurt.

"It was a good decision to bring your daughter here," the voice, echoing in the far distance, you identified as a man. Confused, you did not quite understood where you were- your eyes still closed. "She has an elevated blood sedimentation reaction, which has led us to conclude that it is something that is not exactly harmless."

"Mom?" you asked in a hoarse voice and interrupted the young man in his speech, amazed that you got any words out at all. You tried to open your eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the unfamiliar brightness. You slowly became aware of a dark figure leaning over you, holding something in her hand. "What happened?"

"You are in the hospital, sweets. We brought you here after Mom could not get your fever down. You probably dozed off and feel asleep on the drive." Kara already had an arm behind your back to support you, helping you to sit up a little before holding a glass of water to your dry lips.

The blonde stroked your hair soothingly after laying you back down and held your hand in her other, gently rubbing the back of your hand with her thumb. She had been disturbed by the doctor´s statement that something was wrong with you.

She was the only one next to you who could not do anything with this information. But the pronunciation of some of the things said, sounded audibly bad. "She has low white and red blood cells and platelet counts. Also, her body uses an unusual amount of complement factors C3 and C4,"

The doctor continued to talk, handling the eldest Danvers the handheld tablet with your chart showing your blood results. Alex, too, now joined her mother at her side and scanned the various criteria that the laboratory had examined.

"I talked to the chief physician and we then extended the blood tests. We noticed that she has auto antibodies with the specific AntidsDNA and the Anti-Smith antibody," you whole family waited anxiously for the doctor to continue, who had meanwhile sat down on the small stool that had been under the computer desk.

Curious, Kara´s blue eyes locked on him, breaking the awkward silence that permeated the room. "And what does that mean?" Eliza and Alex turned to her almost in unison. The redhead bit her lip inexorably while looking at your sleepy figure buried in the blondes sight as your mother caught the speech. "She has systemic lupus erythrocytes. In short, lupus."

"In normal language please,"

"Y/n has an autoimmune disease in which her immune system attacks her healthy body cells and causes inflammation. It damages her organs." Alex had taken the word and felt the fear that spread in the blondes faltering voice.

Kara looked up at the doctor again, who just gave her a sad nod in confirmation of what her sister had said. Silence drowned out the movements and sounds in the hallway. Nobody would have thought that silence could be so uncomfortable. The blonde sank onto your bed and looked down at you while pulling you closer to her chest.

"Can it be cured?" Your eyes had meanwhile filled with tears that were spreading down your cheeks. Fear filled your entire body and made you shiver, drawing the redheads attention to you. She quickly got up from the foot end of the bed and turned to your free side. She carefully pulled the duvet up to your chin and sat down next to you. "Or will I die?"

"Sadly, this cannot be cured," the man in the white coat picked up the conversation and smiled slightly at you. "But the goal is to prevent organ damage and relieve symptoms. If you take the medication that we will put you on after a few more tests, than you can live with it."

You nodded and closed your eyes, a small stone wandering away from your heart. While your mother went outside with the doctor to discuss more things, your siblings stayed close to you and held you tight. "God, I am one of a burden"

"Hey," Alex whispered before you opened your eyes and looked straight into her brown ones. "Hey, Alex.." even to your own ears, you sounded weak and broken.

You tried to squeeze even closer to Kara´s body, liking the sheer warmth she was radiating. She wrapped her arms around your exhausted one. The blonde did not have to ask how you were. She senses how vulnerable you felt at the moment. "You are never a burden to us. Never,"

The redhead also hid under your covers and snuggled into your side, her head resting on your shoulder. "We are here for you, always." she planted a gentle kiss on your cheek and immediately, it was like she was charging your energy with her closeness. She moved even closer and placed more kisses on your nose and temple, bringing a smile to your lips. "There is my girl."

It was reassuring that there was someone with you, protecting you, caring and loving you just the way you were. With all your flaws and your mistakes.

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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baby!danvers accidentally cuts her arm open at work using a box cutter. The cut is a bit too deep she has to get stitches. Her sisters are obvs concerned and arrive at the hospital in big sister bear mode.

2/2 - also if you wanted an alternative idea with b!d cutting herself maybe you could have her pierce an artery and need surgery (you can choose witch one cause I cant decide.

A/n: I chose the "none invasive" option because I was a little bit triggered by the pierced artery (it is a really big fear of mine). Sorry for not giving you the second option, I hope you still like it!

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For a week now, tons of boxed full of products have been stacked in the warehouse of your part-time job. Somehow it felt as if all business partners only sent their articles to you, preparing for a sale and rush of customers that wasn´t going to happen.

Your body wasn´t ready for that much work, but giving up and taking time off wasn´t an option for you, even though you more than needed a vacation. You seemed tired and inattentive to your colleagues, which was due to the fact that you suffered from chronic sleep deprivation and had not had a decent night´s sleep in days.

You had to help your sisters with Superhero stuff while also juggling university and life in general.

"Hey Y/n. You okay?" your best friend and co-worker asked as she drove up to you with the forklift to place two more pallets of boxed near you.

You shook your head annoyed. "I´m overworked and tired. My fingertips have a thousand tiny cuts that feel like my fingers are burning every time I press them on the cardboard so do me a favor; leave me alone and get on with other things so we don´t end up in a fight today."

The dark-haired woman in front of you raised her hands reassuringly and smiled slightly, hoping for a smile in return. "Calm down, I´m just worried about you. You don´t look well, you really need a break."

"What I need and what I don´t need.. please let that be my worry." you said, stomping away from your best friend to the newly laid boxes.

Absently you began to extend your utility knife and began cutting along the tape when you suddenly slipped and the sharp blade dragged along your other arm. In reaction and not yet in pain, you screamed out loud and saw the blood begin to gush out of the freshly and deep cut.

Immediately your best friend jumped out of her forklift and was with you instantly, but you were too far gone with the adrenaline and the panic rushing through your system that you didn´t even feel how she tried to suppress and stop the blood flow with her warning vest. With slow steps she tried to bring you to the forklift and set you down in case you fainted from the adrenaline waning.

With one hand wrapped around your arm and squeezing hard, she had her cell phone to her ear with the other hand, she watched you tonelessly as your face lost color with every minute that passed as she tried to quickly describe to the emergency services what had happened and where they could pick you up.

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While you were laying there on the uncomfortable lounger at the hospital, still pretty taken by the morphine and the anesthetic they gave you to suppress the pain, you heard two familiar voices right outside the curtains that sealed you off from the emergency room, asking for your whereabouts.

"M´ here." you slurred and lifted your heavy head towards the sounds. Two contorted bodies appeared before your nebulous gaze and were by your side in no time.

While Alex stood in front of your bed, examining you from afar and trying to understand how this accident happened in the first place, Kara threw her bag onto the empty plastic chair and walked around you to find the empty space at your abdomen to sit on before she took your heavily bandaged arm in hers. "Honey, how did this happen?"

The blonde didn´t have to ask what had happened. Your boss called her shortly after your trip to the hospital and informed her about it. However, the question as of why this happened was still unanswered.

"You should never voluntarily put a cutter knife in my hand." you laughed and collected some unbelievable facial expressions from both of your sisters. "Slipp´d and scratch´d my arm a lil bit."

"Scratched? Kid, you lost a lot of blood from your body and needed nine stitches. You don´t joke with that." The red-haired one now interjected and paced up and down as an attempt to calm her nerves down and drop her concerns about you.

Kara shook her head and buried her face in her palm. She knew you weren´t thinking rationally right now because of all the drugs in your system. Still, she was in disbelief at how easy you were with this situation. "But it´s still attached to my body so it´s fine."

"Shush kiddo, now it´s my turn to talk." The eldest Danvers interrupted and walked carefully to the other side of the bed, where she gently brushed strands of hair away from your face and began to stroke your arm. "You´re a real klutz and sometimes I wonder if you´re doing this extra to get on our nerves but please try to be more careful next time otherwise I´ll go to your boss personally and have you sent somewhere you´ll never get hurt again."

But she got no answer. You had nodded off during her speech and now you were peacefully asleep in your hospital bed trying to recover before your doctor´s would finish the discharge letter so your sisters could take you home. "There´s no point in talking to her now, Al. We have to wait until she´s off the meds and out of here."

"I know. Fact is, she´ll never see a damn knife in any form ever again cause I´m sick of these hospital visits."

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oneshotnewbie · 8 months

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Is there a tiny little chance that you will update <Missing for a Decade> soon? I absolutely love this idea, and I would love to read more of it!! <33

Supergirl - Missing for a Decade Part 5

Trigger Warning: This one-shot includes the topic of abduction and mentions of abuse. These plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle those subjects, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Authors Note: Here you have a new chapter ♥ I'm going to edit the older chapters again since I don't like them and they seem a bit inconsistent when I look at this current chapter

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"You came to talk to me about your sister and niece before you take them home?" the older gentleman asked, clearing his throat and turning completely to the women who had entered his office. "Yes,"

"I have treated more than hundred kidnapping victims, but none like your sister. Despite her captivity, she is open to other people and hardly scared which fascinates me. She is very strong," The doctor folded the remaining files on his desk and clasped his hands on the table in front of his torso, fingers locked tightly together. "You know, every victim presents a new challenge and it is like reading a map of battered bodies that have been unjustly violated"

Both Alex and Kara interestingly pulled a chair from the corner and listened to the doctor go into more details about your health, the various tests and examinations that they did on you.

"She is chronically underweight, physically atrophied. She has anemia, vitamin D and iron deficiencies, and some skin lesions and inflammation from the lack of natural light." he unbuttons the cuffs of his shirt sleeves and rolled them up. "Y/n Danvers shows signs of severe violence over the last few years. Broken bones that healed incorrectly and scars all over her body"

The grey-haired hesitates with another answer and bows his head down, wanting to give Kara and Alex a moment to digest the information. The office is suddenly quieter than it was at the beginning of the conversation. "What about Gracie?"

The man in front of them started to smile and looked at the two older Danvers with glittering eyes. "Despite the circumstances, your sister did a good job. Grace Danvers is a bright little girl with particularly good language skills despite her young age"

"Any signs of injury? Does she have bruises or healed broken bones?

He shook his head violently and took away all their fears with immediate effect. "No, she is a perfectly healthy girl. No vitamin deficiencies or signs of violence. No evidence of past fractures or other medical conditions. If I did not know better, I would say that her mother endured all of the abuse to protect her daughter"

The Danvers sisters nodded in unison and thanked your doctor for treating you so lavishly. Kara put one foot in front of the other as she left the office and waited for Alex to join in step. Together they walked back to your hospital room while going over the details of the injuries you had sustained in their minds.

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A week had passed in which you slowly regained your strength in the hospital, slowly got used to your sisters around you and were able to get closer with them. While you were still adjusting to your new, free life, your little daughter explored everything she could get her hands on; running around the hospital with either Kara or Alex always by her side, having her aunts wrapped around her little finger since day one.

You stood nervously with your back to one of your older siblings, staring longingly out the window while your bony hand rested on the pane of glass. A sinister life stretched out behind it; a life you no longer knew. "I do not know if I am ready yet.." you replied to Kara, who sat on your bed and waited for you to take the first step outside. The first step to freedom and into a new life.

"There will never be a perfect moment, sweetheart. Nobody wants to imagine what you went through, but Alex and I will be by your side and support you. No matter how long it takes"

You nodded, saw her soft smile in the reflection and turned to her. The blonde extended her hand. You walked the last few inches that separated you, grabbed her hand so she could pull you into her arms. "Grace is already at the car with Alex and Maggie, trying out the new Nemo seat we bought for her"

You laughed briefly at the thought of how long and in how many stores the redhead must had been, desperate to find a car seat with your daughters favorite fish on it. She had wished for this one and, at the tender age of four, had already threatened not to sit in anything else but this one.

"We can go as soon as you are ready," softly, she kissed your dry and straggly hair, wrapped her arms tightly around you and savored the closeness she had missed so badly. You too snuggled up to her chest like a cat, took a deep breath of her perfume, which she still wore after all these years and let the moment sink in.

Kara´s heartbeat accelerated in your ears and her grip on you became tighter. A slight tremor emanated her body and her swallowing became stronger and heavier.

The sadness that overcame her was like an old friend who had accompanied her on the journey over the past few years. Not intrusive, but always in the foreground; always aiming to get her attention and cause deep pain where your love and closeness once found its place.

It stroked her hair every time she walked into your old room, whispered softly in her ear as in silent moments, she slid down the wall and broke down crying. Never leaving her side and always staying with her. The crushing feeling of never seeing you again, never hearing your footsteps creaking on the floor and never catching the sound of your voice ever again.

Your disappearance painted her world gray, pouring concrete over the once colorful rainbows of your being. You were the biggest concern between all the others. Your sisters were worn down by this eternal struggle - the circle of cause and effect, crime and punishment, guilt and innocence, victim and perpetrator. She had not stopped fighting this fight, but she wished she could.

And now she could finally feel the sun and see the colors again, the warmth she longed for and the soft melody of your voice that returned. "I have missed you so much," she said carefully, rocking you gently in her arms. Kara did not want to let go of you, she had been longingly waiting for this moment for too long.

"After all these years, have you stopped looking for me?"

"Yes, we did," she whispered into your hair, the pain in her voice clearly audible as salty tears strayed onto them. The blonde rested her trembling chin on the top of your head, gently stroking your shoulder while her other hand nervously played with your fingers. It was not until she composed herself that she pulled away from you just inches to look into your eyes. "We all spread out across National City and knocked on every door. We questioned alleged witnesses. But nobody had seen you or knew where you were."

Tears rolled quietly down your face, which Kara caught with the soft pads of her thumbs. Although you had asked the question yourself, your stomach still cramped completely when receiving the given information. Your family had fought through the struggle of your disappearance and given themselves up in the process. They had long since lost hope.

"I am sorry I caused you such pain," you looked at your hands and waved them around as if seeing them for the first time before closing your eyes for a brief moment. Shortly after, you opened them up again and stared at your sister with blank eyes. Kara´s on the other hand were blood red and swam behind thick glasses.

She quickly fell to the ground and knelt in front of you. Her warm hands were placed on your cheeks, her thumbs inevitably caressing them. "You are not to blame for what happened to you and you are not guilty for surviving it. Sure, we suffered pain because we thought we lost you forever, but you know what outweighs that pain?"

You shook your head and cocked it to the side, her hand now clasped between your shoulder and ear. She smiled at you briefly and pulled you to the front so your face was buried in her shoulder. "You are back and our hearts are whole again. You are so strong, a fighter and fought your way through everything that came your way. You do not have to be sorry. It. is. not. your. fault."

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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Maybe a oneshot where B!D gets diagnosed with type 1 diabetes.

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You sighed and ran your hand through your hair for seemingly the three hundredth time in half an hour while you were nervously waiting for your GP, who had summoned your sisters and you to her office.

For weeks you had no idea what was happening to you, denying every symptom as if it were kind of like a flu that caused them but didn´t break out properly; the excessive drinking and double the amount of urination, the increased hunger and urge to eat while losing weight and throwing up at the same time, getting up tired from a nine hour sleep and the weakness your body carried with it.

Not to mention the most violent mood swings your sisters have ever experienced with you.

The silence and your ongoing thoughts were interrupted by a heavy swing of the opening door before your doctor walked in. She was young, in her early thirties yet she was far better than anyone that has ever treated you in your life. "Hello, Y/n. Nice that you could come so quickly."

"You said it was urgent so I wasted no time."

Convincingly, she nodded with a soft smile and shook hands with each of your siblings in greeting. Wasting no time, your doctor settled into her much more comfortable looking chair than you were sitting in, being careful over her coat so it didn´t crumple under her.

"So Y/n, I have good and bad news." she started to speak, looking down at her tablet to review your blood results, letting the panic in you rise further with each second that passed. "The good news is; your blood results are almost perfect and you have no signs of kidney failure or anything close to the symptoms."

At that moment, an incredibly large stone fell from your heart and the adrenaline disappeared from your body. However, the panic was not immediately banned; only afterwards did you think about her choice of words and got stuck on one- almost.

"Almost perfect? Doctor, what does that mean?" Kara had taken the question out of your mouth; she too was probably confused by what the doctor said.

"Well, all but one." your doctor now shifted her gaze between the blonde and redhead, probably to add depth to her words. "An increased glucose value can be seen in your sisters venous plasma, and auto antibodies can also be detected in her blood, which should not normally be there."

Alex shifted uncomfortably in her seat and leaned further forward to rest her elbow on the young woman´s wooden desk. She had covered her mouth with her hand and widened worryingly her eyes at you as if she knew what was about to come.

After all, she was the only one of the three of your who had completed medical school.

"Y/n, unfortunately I have to tell you that you have type 1 diabetes." Your heart suddenly dropped and your stomach felt like a roller coaster, the lump in your throat expanded to an abnormal size. You slumped back in your seat, eyebrows furrowed in uncertainty.

Diabetes. You´d had it for roughly four weeks, hence why you felt like crap.

"For understanding; Type 1 Diabetes is a chronic autoimmune disease caused by your pancreas not producing enough insulin. Insulin is the principle hormone in regulating the glucose in your blood and without it, the glucose will not be absorbed properly, resulting in higher blood glucose levels. Higher glucose levels can result in polyuria and polydipsia which means an increase in urination and in thirst which you´re already going through- they are the first steps into this illness."

You only understood half of what she said to you, some words that she had in her vocabulary so complicated that you would have needed a dictionary and a ten-page guide if she wouldn´t explain to you how the further process would work.

"You need to start poke your finger with this little needle poker device here." From a drawer in her desk, she pulled out a burgundy, funny-looking thing and laid it in your hands that you had already outstretched, longing for this device that´s gonna save your ass probably more times that you´re going to count.

Your sisters also leaned into you to see for themselves what it was. They listened intently to offer you the best support they could give you, swallowing every information they could get. "And then you have this little thing here, which will read the level of your blood sugar. Also you have to inject yourself insulin manually into your leg or stomach- wherever you´re comfortable."

You rolled your eyes and put the thing back on the table; annoyed.

To put it into other words- type 1 diabetes was a fucking annoying disease where your body randomly decided to give you a big "FUCK YOU!" and stop giving your body what it craved. And unless you got it under control, your organs could fail.

But you didn´t seem aware of this.

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oneshotnewbie · 9 months

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Anyone on here still reading Supergirl fics/oneshots? I'm currently in Supergirl fever again and since I've got a few ideas for the requests I have in my inbox, I thought I'd write something again?

#fanfic #fanfiction #oneshot #imagines #imagine #supergirl #karadanvers #kara danvers #alex danvers #alexdanvers #baby danvers imagines #babydanvers #baby danvers x lena luthor #baby danvers #baby danvers imagine #supergirl cw #supergirl fanfiction #superfriends

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oneshotnewbie · 2 years

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B!D is Ruby's favorite Danvers sister she just finds her to be so cool, Alex is honestly a bit jealous. She's also Nia's fave.

A/n: Found this sitting in my drafts for over half a year now because I don´t really like how I wrote it. Decided that I will still share it with you guys <3

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While you were still busy cleaning the last corners and edges of the kitchen island after examining the goose in the oven that was roasting, your doorbell rang and alerted you to the guests who were slowly arriving for thanksgiving dinner.

Fortunately, the redhead had already come to your apartment a few hours beforehand, to offer you a little help in setting the table so you wouldn't be that stressed doing it all alone. The last fork found clanking it's place on one of the napkins before she walked quickly around the large dining table and went to the door at a jogging pace.

Alex swung the door open and your gaze turned from the oven window up to two brunettes squeezing past your eldest sister. While the older one, Sam, snuggled up to Alex and hugged her tightly, the younger one, Ruby, saw your figure and ran straight across the living room to you without even taking off her jacket or shoes. "Y/n!" With quick steps you let the towel fall from your hands onto the worktop and walked away from your position to keep her away from the still hot stove. With a thight grip around your middle, she hugged you and your arms fell around her shoulders. "Hi, sweet girl." At your remark she smiled and hugged you even tighter while you walked slowly to the two other woman who were still standing at the door- Ruby still in your arms. She wasn't going to let go anytime soon. "Young lady, haven't you forgotten someone?" Alex asked in a raised voice, her arms crossed under her chest and both feet firmly on the ground. Her gaze looked serious, her eyes focused on the little one in front of you, but it was all just a play. When Ruby slowly pulled away from you and crossed the last few centimeters to Alex to fall into her arms, the red-haired opened her arms and her mock serious look turned into a big grin. "It's so good to see you again."

Meanwhile you had devoted yourself to Sam and she also greeted you with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. But Ruby had quickly intervened and pulled you by the wrist over to the couch to tell you all the things that she had experienced in her new home, the new school and all the friends she made. "If I hadn't introduced you to Y/n, I would still be your number one." you heard your sister pout in disbelief and you started to laugh while Sam gave her a nudge to her shoulder. "Get used to it, Danvers. I guess she is her favorite now."

Ruby hadn't noticed anything and kept chattering with you. ---

It was already after dinner and the entire Superfriends group was spread out in your apartment. While Alex was talking to J'onn and Sam at the table, Kara had made herself comfortable with Lena on the couch, watching how Winn and Ruby fought for the first place in Mario Kart. He managed to involve the youngest of the group in multiple games for a while so that you could talk to your older friends without being disturbed and you were grateful for that. You loved Ruby, you really did. But you saw your family far too seldom because of time differences at work and you wanted to talk to them too. You were joined by Nia, who was sitting at the bar, sipping at her beer and dreamingly watching you doing the dishes. You couldn't deny it, you had consumed far too many alcoholic drinks, you laughed and giggled at the simplest things that Nia told you. But your attention wasn't just on you. Your gaze kept turning to the table, literally feeling Alex's stare at you. Again and again you looked over and caught her look that you couldn't describe. It was sullen, glowering. It was strict, her eyes piercing through your body as they showed no signs of happiness but also no sadness, the brown in them got darker and you could swear there were lightning bolts in them. You tilted your head to one side and looked at her inquiringly, but as soon as she noticed that she was caught, she immediately looked away.

You decided not to keep thinking about it and enjoy the evening. You could talk to her about it later. ---

As soon as everyone was gone, you exhausted but comfortably laid on the couch with Kara to watch another movie while Alex was in the bathroom, getting a shower. Shortly after she got out of it, she ordered the blonde to skid and squeezed between the two of you as she looked at you intently before leaning against you and her head came to rest on your upper chest. "What was that about today?" "What do you mean?" "I didn't know you had a jealous side of you." you grinned from both ears and her head shot up to catch your eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip, but not a single word came out of her mouth. You knew you had correctly assessed her and her facial expressions. "Jealousy is an overwhelming feeling of insecurity about a potential loss. You are not gonna lose me, not now and not in a hundred years." Shortly after you had said this sentence, there was slap on your shoulder from her before she threw herself back on you and snuggled very close to you. "You're my sister, I hate sharing you with someone else besides Kara."

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oneshotnewbie · 2 years

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B!D has a concussion

A/n: Unfortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to write anything today, so I hope you can handle some headcanons too!

Baby Danvers is a clumsy mess so in her natural form, she missed a step and sailed down a relatively long flight of stairs.

2. When she hit the ground, her head hit a chair at the table by the stairs and she has been complaining of a heavy headache and nausea ever since.

3. Her school called her sisters and informed them of what had happened. Of course Kara and Alex rushed to pick up the youngest Danvers from the school´s infirmary.

4. Since Alex had experience in the medical field and Kara also had a clear mind, they took action and immediately took Baby Danvers to a hospital to check her out and rule out any serious consequences of the accident.

5. After some neurological examinations, a computer tomography to ensure that no cerebral hemorrhages had occured and the care for minor wounds, you were allowed to go home with the result of a concussion.

6. A big speech was the result of the renewed visit to the hospital, in which Kara and Alex told you that you should take more care of yourself and that they would like to put you in a really big cotton ball with a helmet so that nothing more happened to you.

7. At home you had no choice but to lie down on the couch where they could keep a good eye and take care of you.

8. Of course Alex took everything your doctor told seriously so you weren´t allowed to do many things because of bed rest until you were fully recovered.

9. Armed with enough medication to ease your headache, a cocoa with extra chocolate and mini marshmallows & enough pillows to cover your entire body, Kara had made the couch as comfortable as possible for you.

10. She also flew to your favorite country and got you your favorite meal with an extra large dessert to forget the pain.

11. ICE CREAM! Lot´s and lot´s of it.

12. Both took turns at home to take care of you and take you back to the hospital in an emergency or if your health declines.

13. Winn would drop by from time to time and play video games with you if you were physically well and bored.

14. Lena often visited you when you had written to her that you were having the crisis at home and spent a few hours with you, even if she was just sitting next to you doing her work while you fell asleep on her shoulder.

15. The accident had one positive thing- on this and the following days there was enough time for hugs, movie marathons and lots of cuddles from your sisters.

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oneshotnewbie · 3 years

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Baby Danvers x Danvers Sisters: B!D developed hay fever and her sisters are there to help her deal with it and cheer her up, please?

* Sneeze * * Sneeze * * Sneeze *

Alex looked questioningly in the direction of the closed door before she turned in her bar stool to Kara, who was standing in front of the stove and was trying to prepare breakfast for you. "Is she sick?"

"I don't know, she was fine yesterday." the blonde pointed out before she put the kitchen utensils out of her hand, wiped her hands and walked with Alex to your room.

With a knock on your door, they made themselves noticeable and you let them enter with a scratchy and thick 'come in'. They were slightly shocked at your condition, which had apparently crept in overnight; your nose was red like a cherry tomato, your eyes were watery and swollen, and your voice sounded like a circular saw.

"What the hell happened to you?" asked Kara worriedly as she dropped down next to you and turned your face closer to her to get a better look while the redhead put her hand on your forehead. "You don't have a fever."

"But a headache as if a sparrow had been trying to pick my head off all night."

"She can't be sick when she utters such sentences." snorted the eldest and looked at you too while desperately trying to figure out what was going on. "Does anything hurt?"

* Sneeze * * Sneeze * * Sneeze *

"No, but those itchy eyes make me crazy!" you spat out angry and clenched your hands into fists to scratch your eyes. "And that runny nose makes me sick in the brain."

"Did you have itchy eyes before or did you sneeze when you were outside?" Kara involved herself and put her glasses back in the right place with her index finger.

She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut; she had an idea.

"Every now and then, I didn't think anything about it. It happens every year at the same time to be honest, but actually always mild to not at all that strong." you answered the question and sniffed once while you started to cough to soothe your sore throat.

* Sneeze * * Sneeze * * Sneeze *

"Hay fever." was the only thing before the redhead got up and disappeared back into the rest of the apartment. Less than two minutes later in which Kara googled some home remedies for your allergy and laying next to you, Alex came to your room door and stopped there.

She had her jacket and shoes on, her house and car keys already in her hand. "I will drive to the drugstore and pharmacy to look after a few things that might help. Otherwise we have to go to the doctor and get you prescription anti-allergy sufferers."

While Alex disappeared, you and Kara stayed behind and you threw yourself back in your pillow in annoyance. "Why me? Life is hard enough, who invented something like allergies? Does God want to punish us for something?"

The blonde laughed into her cell phone and gave you a questioning look. Her free hand went to your thigh and she pushed you back and forth before shaking her head.

"What?" you asked, studying her face. It was amused, her smile crossed both lips and her good mood made you sigh. "It feels like I am dying!"

She ignored your stupid remark and put her phone down to get up. She walked quickly into the kitchen and you heard how some pots and other things were flying around before she called you into the kitchen a few minutes after.

From there, you had to sit on the bar stool and hold your head over a bowl of steaming hot water while she draped a towel over the back of your head to trap the heat. The water, infused with peppermint oil, stung your nose.

"Peppermint oil should make it easier for you to breathe deeply and it has an expectorant effect. When you are done with it, you lie down on the couch and get warm chamomile tea bags on your eyes so that the itching stops."

You pulled your head out from under the towel and looked at her already slightly sweaty. "Has anyone actually already told you that you are my hero?"

"Yes, you. Every time I save your ass." she laughed and pulled the cloth up again. "Now put your head back under it, I want to cuddle with you on the couch today all day!"

With a smile you did what you were told and with your fingers you formed a little heart over your head. "I love you, Kar."

"I love you too, honey."

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oneshotnewbie · 3 years

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Is it possible for you to do a part 2 to the Baby Danvers getting attacked by a patient in the hospital request? Where her sisters come to see her after she's tended to for her injuries and the sisters have a moment in her hospital room & then a time skip where they take her home and they have a sisters' night.

A/N: Sorry for the long absence. Every day it gets harder to fight

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The screeching sound of new boots tapping on the fake plastic marble floor and the tweaking over your eyebrow caused by a needle annoyed you tremendously, even when your best friend tried to stitch the wound over it as gently as possible. The endless squeaking in front of you and the rustling of the hard and cheap bedspread you sat on sounded like a rock concert in your ears, your throbbing head could hardly stand it and yet you weren’t ready to talk, your body literally struggled against it.

„Alex, sit down damn it! You’re driving me crazy!“ the blonde begged the oldest Danvers kindly but Alex didn't listen and almost brought Kara to boil over. She was aware that the redhead always did this when she was stressed, but she hated it. "Sit your ass down here, now!"

You rolled your eyes and looked and stayed with them at your best friend who also looked at you and started laughing. If you could, you'd thrown them both out of the exam room as embarrassed as you were. It was clear to you that they were worried, but at that moment they were acting like little children scolding something completely unnecessary.

„I’ll stop running around as soon as I know she’s waking up and she’s okay. And if the guy who did this to her is in police custody when his treatment is over.“ she replied half screaming. "How can that happen in a hospital?"

You wish you hadn't got your hearing back a little longer so that you didn't have to listen to them, but unfortunately it had already came back with a headache. „I am sitting here, beaten up in hospital and you’re arguing who is walking where?“ you tried to talk, your vocal cord were irritated as you could tell by your scratchy voice.

"I just can't understand how this could happen and why you were fucking alone in a room with a psycho!" snapped the redhead and you rolled your eyes - it wasn't what she thought it was.

"He's not a psycho." you started to speak but you were interrupted, this time by Kara who, shocked by your statement, sat upright in her chair and crossed her arms under her breast. "Y/N, just stop protecting him! He hurt you!"

"But he didn't know that he was hurting me or what he was doing at all, Kara!" you tried to explain when she asked you to continue speaking with a questioning look while Alex was still pacing nervously, unbelieveable about your good nature towards someone who could have done worse to you. "He had a cerebral haemorrhage that made him unable to think rationally. He didn't have the ability to act or control his body because a huge part of his brain was practically dead."

You could see from Alex's lip-biting and the constant change of gaze between you and the view of the room that she realized that he really couldn't act sensibly and that he couldn't hold himself back. After all, she was a doctor too; she should know what a brain bleed could do.

At the end of your treatment, your best friend put a constriction to your chest so that the broken rib didn't slip when moving or injuring your lung. Thankfully you patted him on the shoulder and he smiled before he packed up his trash, said goodbye to your sisters and disappeared.

As soon as the door closed, the redhead walked around the bed you were sitting on and hugged you tightly, being careful about your injuries. "I am so glad that you are fine, kiddo."

"I am also glad," acknowledged Kara and got up before she stopped at your other side as she joined you two. "It could all have ended very different."

You lay in their arms for a while before Alex went to the office to pick up your discharge papers and things while you and the blonde walked slowly downstairs to the car. Your whole body was shaking in pain but you had your sister around you to support you.

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Alex had dropped you and Kara off at home and drove off to get you food. Once you reached the top floor, Kara helped you into your pajamas and onto the couch before she puttied you with soft pillows so that you were comfortable. After she had changed too, she sat in the corner of the couch, where she gently laid your legs on her lap and started massaging your feet. "Are you still in pain?"

"As long as I don't move, everything is fine, Kar." you smiled at her and continued to snuggle into the pillows as you closed your eyes and tried to switch off.

You didn't know how long it was, but your eyes opened again when you felt a hand on your leg. Lightly startled, you looked into Alex's innocent and worried face. "Come on honey, you have to eat something before you can go to sleep." she stated before you slowly sat up and looked at the other side. Kara was still sitting there with your legs firmly in her lap. "I got pizza and ice cream. And I got your great, healthy green stuff too." she giggled as she tried to cheer you up.

You enjoyed the meal together and the funny conversations that arose - you didn't have many evenings of that.

After dinner, you lay back on the couch while Kara took her usual space again and Alex sat down crosslegged in front of you, leaning against the couch and holding your hand, which was hanging down especially for this.

The warmth that the pillows and your sisters gave you made your eyelids grow heavier and you fell asleep along with the soft tones of the TV and the voices of your sisters.

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oneshotnewbie · 5 years

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𝑪𝒉𝒂��𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝑽

⚠️Trigger warning! ⚠️ This series will include the topics of leaving birth parents, swear words, depression, alcohol use and possible eating disorder. This plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Pairing: Alex and Kara Danvers x Baby!Danvers (Reader)

Summary: Reader is a girl with a traumatic past and is struggling with her future. She is the girl left behind by those who should love her the most until she gets adopted into the Danvers family. Due an unexpected appearance of her mother, that is trying to crawl back into her life, Reader struggles with the extent of this visit. Can Reader be saved by her sisters and friends? Will she forgive her mother and find peace or will she lose all hope and find herself slipping towards the darkness?

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You let the jacket warm you for a bit before you stumbled across the living room to hang the jacket where it belonged. You could feel every single look on your neck, the worried gaze from the blonde and a sad smile from your mother at Alex, showing her that she had done well and didn’t let you alone.

Still, you tried to ignore it as much as possible.

You got stuck at the wardrobe, looking at you in the mirror. Your eyes were red, your make-up smeared and your hair completely out of place.

“I’ll go to the bathroom and freshen up.” You said, a bit cooler than you wanted it to sound and silently went past all.

You took your facial tissues and made the remaining make-up away followed by a cold washcloth over your eyes to suppress the reddish borders a bit.

You decided not to make your make-up again. You just made your eyelashes and pulled your eyeliner to at least look like something.

You opened your braid and combed your hair before braiding it back into a fishbone braid. A couple of hairpins were still in your mouth as you turned off the bathroom light with your elbow and tied the braid further. After all, you didn’t have a third hand and you had to keep it different. Usually Kara was there to help you with such braids. But you learned quickly how to do them by yourself.

Just when you walked back into the living room and the last hairclips disappeared in your hair, someone knocked on the door. You fought with yourself, whether you should or you shouldn’t open the door, not wanting to meet the gaze of the woman again who already ruined the night before it even began.

Actually, you looked between everyone in the room. Everyone was busy.

Right before opening, something hushed in front of you. You realised it was Kara with her superspeed wanting to save you from more pain today. Apparently, she noticed your tension or had heard your heartbeat which was far higher than normal, yet again.

She pushed you aside a bit and quickly opened the door. Soon you met with three beautiful and smiling faces.

Ruby ran under Kara’s arms along to you. She were clinging to you and you had a hard time taking her off of you. You were happy she was there, now you wouldn’t have much time to think about what happened half an hour earlier.

The young brunette released away from you with a smile and went to Alex to greet her. Lena also came to you after she greeted Kara.

She put a hand on your neck and pulled you over for a kiss on the forehead and a hug. “I’ve missed you so much. It was a long time ago when you visited me at L-Corp.”

“Believe me, I wanted to come but the university is currently really bothering me and..” you swallowed, the thoughts of your mother creeping back but before you wanted to talk further, Lena interrupted you.

“Hey, it’s okay. Kara told me that you have a lot of stuff to do. Maybe we should get a coffee or breakfast on weekends?”

“I would absolutely love to!” you smiled.

Lena walked past you and brought Sam to the fore. She hugged you tightly.

“It’s so nice to see you again, Y/N.” She gave you the biggest smile she could afford and run through your new braided hair to your shoulder.

You red haired sister sneaked over and hugged the brunette as tightly as she could. Everyone in this room knew how many feelings they really felt for each other, but neither of them wanted to recognize it.

“Lovebirds.” You whispered beneath your breath and wanted to walk away as you suddenly heard Kara swallowing hard, spitting her drink all over the kitchen island and laughing.

She must’ve used her super hearing.

“I’ve heard it too, Y/N.” Your older sister said with a warning look. Nevertheless, you saw the radiance and the smile in her eyes.

You only looked at your sister with a defiant gaze, biting your lip and smiling.

You went to Kara in the kitchen and sat on the bar stool in front of her. She gave you a light punch, careful not to use her superpowers, on your shoulder and you both laughed while you played with your sweaters sleeve.

“Kara, behave.” Said your mother in a strong voice and looked at you. With one finger she pointed to you before she took the food and went to the living room, placing it on the table. “And you too.”

You two just looked at each other and kept laughing until Kara came to your side, helped you from the stool, put an arm around you and escorted you to the table.

The blonde and you were always the ones who annoyed the two and said stupid things. And sooner or later you two got that back.

But you both were right. Even though Alex tried to refuse it, she couldn’t. The looks between the redhead and the brunette, the formal staring on the lips of the other when they were speaking, the constant touch. It was all too obvious.

“Food is ready.” You heard Eliza shout and everybody around you came to the table.

You were so happy to see everyone again, to have your family around when your world was falling apart. They let you forget for a while, they made you happy.

And that was the only thing that mattered now.

The family.

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Supergirl x Blood Donation

Request: Babydanvers is donating blood for the National City Donation Bank because she wants to be a hero for once too since she isn’t working at the DEO or is a superhero but she hates needles and blood so Kara is holding her hand and making fun of her?

-------------------- It was July 19th and one of the hottest days in National City’s history. The sky was soaked in a bright blue while the sun was shining across all corners.

Many families and people and even more kids lurked in the park as usual, but not because of the nice weather but because of the well-known festival that took place every year.

Many attractions, including a Ferris wheel and food offerings graced the Green Paradise.

But you were not her for fun.

Lena just recently told you at the game night that she had funded a blood bank in an ambulance, especially in the middle of the feast, to ask people to donate blood and maybe register as a stem cell donor to save people’s lives.

And of course you were right there without thinking, and assured Lena that you would be there to do something good.

And there you were now, the confirmation from your doctor for a blood donation in your hand, in the middle of the crowd, together with your sister Kara.

“Y/N, there is cotton candy! And look, next to it are roasted almonds!” she said with a beaming smile and glittering eyes.

“No offense, Kar. But I am not here for the food.” You said absently, plodding through the crowd in despair, searching for the alleged ambulance.

The blonde rolled her eyes and tried to keep up with you just to catch you at the car you looked for.

You were about to sign up, nervously writing your name on a board with a pen before you and Kara were ushered in by a paramedic.

Immediately you were asked to sit in the chair. Your head turned from one side to the other, the gaze between your sisters smiling at you encouragingly and the paramedic which put a biscuit and orange juice on a tablet in front of you.

“First of all we will measure your blood pressure to be sure that you will not tip us off here.” With these words, he took out the blood pressure meter and examined you. “128/82. Perfect.”

You mood had become noticeably tense and you became more nervous, couldn’t resist to rock your leg back and forth while biting your lip.

“Have you ever donated blood?” the young man in the red and white suit asked with a smile and you shook your head. “No, honestly never.”

“She hates needles and can’t see blood.” Your sister told him and you just looked at her, your eyes burning with hate at that moment.

“What, I’m just telling the truth.” She shrugged and pointed to something in front of you. “Hey, can I have your biscuit?”

You rolled your eyes yet again. Why was she always so embarrassing? “Just ignore her, please.” You said, your head turning from side to side.

The man looked between the two of you before pulling up your sleeve, his smile widened at you and pulling the band over your elbow to stifle the blood in your veins.

For a moment, you were lost in his eyes and he was obviously lost in yours too before the cool water had hit your forearm and your staring contest was interrupted.

The spot sprayed with disinfectant, he looked at you again. “There will be a little pick, after that it will not hurt anymore.” You nodded and looked to the other side only to not see the needle in your arm.

You hated the feeling of needles in you, you never could stand it and you jumped a bit, your face twisting and your eyes squeezing shut.

Immediately, Kara was at your side and took her hand in yours, her thumb small circles drawing of the back of your hand.

“Okay, you’ll spend a few minutes here now, we’ll take half a gallon of blood, and then we’ll register you for the donation, where we just take a bit of your DNA with a cotton swab and when you feel okay, you can go.” He left the ambulance and you were alone with your sister.

“Remind me that I will never go anywhere with you again.” You warned your sister.

“Why? What have I done?”

“You are embarrassing Kara! The guy is cute and I like him but you have to embarrass me every time I find someone attractive!”

“I will get you his number. But I want that cookie, I’m starving!” she reached a hand out.

You laughed and shook your head, reaching out for the biscuit with your free hand and handing it to the blonde.

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oneshotnewbie · 5 years

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Supergirl x Stomach Inflammation (Part 3)

A/N: Lena knows that Kara is Supergirl and she is fine with it, that’s why Kara could use her powers in front of her.

Request: please please please do a part 3 of stomach inflammation!

Request 2: I was wondering if you havent already written it yet (if so dont worry). If you could include B!D throwing up again in the stomach inflammation but have Lena and her sisters helping/comforting her?

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The night for you wasn’t easy for you at all. You hated hospitals and you couldn’t sleep with all the pain, even the painkillers didn’t work and the fluid you became a two hours earlier made you nauseous. The moon didn’t really helped you with it either.

He was shining right in your small private room which Lena probably had gotten you, and painted the whole four walls in a bright white. Only now you saw what the room had because you had fallen asleep in the emergency room in Kara’s arms.

In the small room was a length brown table with a flower vase and several leaflets directly in front of the bed which was framed by a few uncomfortable-looking chairs. In two of them slept the brunette woman who made you stay here and your oldest sister.

Three different pictures of nature and trees stretched out on the wall in front of you. The bright colors that emanated from it gave the bald white walls at least something beautiful.

Your gaze turned to the door, which was illuminated with a green light. On the wall, disinfectants and gloves hung in a sterile box.

On the right side, next to the door, was a small closet of a light color which didn’t match with the other things standing in the room and another door to your own bathroom. Across to your left was a huge window front that allowed you to look out onto a small beautiful forest, not to forget your blonde sister sleeping half in a chair and half on your bed, her head resting on her forearm while one of her hands intertwined with yours.

Your thoughts made you tired for a moment and you were about to close your eyes when a wave of dizziness and nausea surprise you and made you sit up.

It seemed that Kara had notices as she woke up slowly from her sleep, with one hand rubbing the tiredness from her eyes. Immediately she was awake when she saw you, pulling your face slightly and holding your stomach.

“What’s happening?” she asked in a soft but tired voice, her vocal cords still not quiet awake.

“Bathroom.”

Almost immediately she understood and gotten up from the chair in which she had previously sat, making him squirming back across the floor.

The ladies at the table startled from their sleep, still not quite aware of what was happening.

The blonde wanted to risk time to explain them both, she simply threw the blanket aside that covered you, put one hand on your back while the other took her place under your knees. With super speed she flew you to the bathroom where you threw up right away.

While Kara held your hair up, Lena and Alex had come around. Instantly Alex was at your side, sitting on the bathtub and Lena, who sat down behind you and put her arms at your back, stroking your back reassuringly.

“Should we call a doctor?” Kara asked, worried behind her voice.

“From the liquid she has gotten to make the reflection in the morning, many people feel sick. That’s nothing to worry about.” Alex said softly, giving you and the blonde a quick smile before she concentrated all on you again.

A few minutes later, your agony was over again and the tiredness started.

Completely out of energy, you let yourself fall slightly backwards and Lena took you right in her arms.

“I’m sorry.” Your voice was rough.

“You don’t have to be sorry kid, you’re having a hard time but it’s over soon. We’re here for you.” Alex said softly and stroked a few strands of hair from your face.

“I love you all.” You stated tired and just before you fell asleep, you felt like the brunette behind you lifted you up and brought you back to your bed.

“We love you too, Y/N.”

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Supergirl x Starchild

WARNING! THIS ONESHOT CONTAINS MISSCARRIAGE AND ALCOHOL ABUSE

Request: Reader is in eleventh week pregnant. Her sisters are very protective of her since they know and it all shows when Reader goes to the doctors appointment for an ultrasound and the doctor tells her that the heart of the little one stopped? She is so lost and she doesn’t know what to think. She goes straight home and drinks her pain away. She doesn’t text both of her sisters and they are worried until they find her at home, a lot of alcohol later? And they’re like “What the hell do you think you doing? Thats not good for the baby and you!” until they see that she is all messed up, her eyes red and puffy when they realise that something happened and then they are all like “Omg little girl. What happened?” And she opens up about it and both are shocked but Alex a bit more cause you had a stronger bond and she wants a baby but can’t and you fall asleep on her chest and Kara wants to put you to bed but Alex refuses to let you go and rock you?

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“Are you at your doctors office?” the blonde asked through the phone.

“Yes, I just got here.” you stated as you removed your hood and entered the building.

Gray clouds were already pulling over the sky as you walked out of your apartment. You were smart enough to take a jacket with you, otherwise you would be soaking wet by now.

“Okay, text Alex and me when you are out. I love you.” You heard a kiss through the phone before Kara ended the conversation.

The phone back in your pocket, you took the few steps up and rang the bell at the door. You got scared as every time when the strange noise came out and you pushed the door open.

The nice receptionist was already at the counter and typed on her computer but stopped and looked up when she noticed that someone was approaching. She smiled when she saw you and you simply smiled back.

“Good morning.”

“Good Morning, Mrs. Danvers.” She greeted you and took the health card from you, which you had already stretched out. “The doctor is already waiting for you. Room 2.”

You left your jacket on the coat hook before you entered the room. As you sat on the lounger and waited for your doctor, you reviewed the four walls.

You have been patient with this gynaecologist for years but you have never been to this room before.

In the normal room, the walls were bare and only a few Awards hung on the walls. It was a relatively small room. A brown desk stood in the middle of the room, which was covered with all sorts of stuff. Pens were scattered in various pen holders, colourful note stickers lay on the writing mat and the cabinets were neatly filled with black books.

But this room was different.

It was pained in a yellowish, orange tone which had white bird and flower patterns. It was almost twice the size of the other and had different equipment. A lounger was at the end of the room, next to a small bar table with a heart rate monitor and an ultrasound.

On the wall behind that, many mother / children poster greeted you and there were rather dressers with children books. The desk however, was the same.

“Mrs. Danvers?”

You were torn from your thoughts. You looked up and the brunette doctor of yours stood in front of you with a smile on her face and your file between her arm and her chest.

“Good morning.” she greeted and started to walk up to her desk. “So, today we are going to make and ultrasound to make sure the baby grows up well.”

You were eleven weeks pregnant and carried the baby of the boy which you had a crush on since you were in high school. You got together about three years ago and you never doubted about this love. It was getting stronger each passing day. Especially after you found out about the child.

Kara and Alex were shocked but enthusiastic from the beginning . You were still young and had just been admittet to the university and they wondered if you could do it all together. But they agreed that they would help you with everything that would come and they were overjoyed to soon have a new family member in their crazy family. They supported you wherever they could and always accompanied you to every appointment. But today, neither of them could.

“Please lie down on the stretcher and push up your shirt.” She said and started connecting the ultrasound and dimming the light to get a better view on the monitor.

The cool get that spread on your stomach was pleasant and you leaned back, one hand on the back of your head to support it.

The brunette doctor stroked the device over your stomach. An almost fist-sized little human being was brought to light and you smiled. Soon it would be in your arms and you couldn’t wait. “There is the little head.” She spoke and went a little further with the ultrasound and smiled. “And there are two little arms, two little legs and there is..” she stopped in the middle of the sentence to regulate something on the device, desperately looking for a heartbeat.

You saw between the ultrasound picture and your doctor, panic spread in you.

“What’s wrong?”

“I am sorry, Mrs Danvers.. There is no heartbeat.” she sadly stated, turning around to you.

“No, that can’t be. A week ago the heartbeat was fine!” Tears ran down your cheeks and you spoke softly again, almost whispering. “What happened..”

After turning of the device, she took a piece of paper and wiped the gel off of your stomach. Immediately, you pulled your shirt down again and sat up, holding your hand on your stomach all the time, hoping it was just a nightmare and you woke up soon.

Oh, how you wished your sisters were with you right now.

“Unfortunately, between the 1st and the 12th week of pregnancy, it’s very often the case that, for some inexplicable reason, there are miscarriages or heart failures. Don’t blame yourself for what happened because there is no one to blame.”

You only nodded, tears still running down your cheeks like a waterfall. You couldn’t say a word. In you, too many feelings spread and you didn’t know what to do or say. Your world had been destroyed within five minutes.

“I will refer you to the hospital. I ask you to go there in the next three days to avoid infection or worse which could endanger your life. The disposal of the fetus and the amniotic sac doesn’t take long and you are discharged the same day if everything went well. After a hospital stay, I want you to return in one week to check if everything is okay and if you feel any symptoms of a simple flu, immediately return to the hospital without hesitation.” She pronounced, but you didn’t really listen, your thoughts where somewhere else. “Do you want me to call your sisters to pick you up? I wouldn’t like to let you go alone..”

But you interrupted her. “No, I’m fine.”

You didn’t want your sisters to know. They would be shattered.

Your phone kept ringing but you didn’t have any incentive to answer it and confess that the luck you were carrying wasn’t with you anymore.

Instead, you have another glass and drank the brownish alcoholic water in a sip.

You bought some alcohol after you left the office and had been drinking ever since. You had to drown your worries and thoughts. The first bottle was already almost empty, there was not much left.

Your apartment was dark and only the small lamps on the kitchen island were shining through it.

You heard the door open but you didn’t care. Your own flesh and blood was gone, you didn’t care about anything anymore.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” you heard a familiar voice screaming and saw someone ripping the glass out of your hand. “That’s not good for you and the baby!”

“There is no child anymore.”

You were obviously drunk and battered, but you still found your way to the next bottle and were about to open it but it was taken away from you, yet again.

“What are you talking about? How much have you been drinking?” Alex said outraged and angry.

With superspeed Kara went to the light switch at the door and turned on the light. It forced your eyes to close, it was too bright. Only now did they notice your smeared make-up, your swollen and red eyes. You didn’t just cried. You had a mental breakdown and collapsed when you came home.

“What happened?”

You didn’t answer.

“Tell us what happened, Sweetheart” the blonde said, taking to fingers under your chin to force you to look at her. Her eyes met yours. They were full of worry and sadness, yet there was a small smile on her lips to show you that everything was going to be okay, not matter what. That she was there for you. Just like Alex.

“There was no heartbeat..” you stuttered and clung to Kara.

Again tears came from your eyes and you clung even tighter to your sisters, her arms tightly wrapped around you. Your sobs filled the room and you heard Alex fetch air.

Kara carried you on the couch while Alex brought a glass of water and wet wipes to wipe the make-up off your face.

Nobody said a word, they just held you in their arms and rocked you, trying to calm you down. Nobody knew what to do in that moment but they knew that you would talk about once you were ready.

They knew, they needed to take care of you now.

“We love you.” Was the last thing you heard before the tiredness seized you and you fell asleep on Alex’s chest.

After a few hours, Kara slowly got off the couch and already reached out to you to bring you to bed but the red-haired squeezed you tight, refusing to let the blonde take you away from her.

“No, leave her. I’ll sleep with her tonight, I don’t want to lose sight of her. I want her with me.”

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝑰𝑰

Pairing: Alex and Kara Danvers x Baby!Danvers (Reader)

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Stunned, you looked at her. After all these years, how could she dare to appear here and destroy a nice evening with your family? She had 14 years to sign up, 14 years. Why was she here now? Had she heard from anyone that you were studying medicine and only saw the dollar signs in her eyes?

Questions over questions flew through your head, but not a single answer was able to make it out of this mess. Did you even want to know them?

You were frozen, your eyes were fixed on her. Emotions and emptiness overflew you and you didn’t know where to go with everything. You have never felt something like this before.

Alex pulled you farther away from your mother to prevent worse. She, too, was visibly stricken. Her anger was written in her eyes.

Kara was shocked. She didn’t know what to do so she let Alex handle it like she always did when she thought the oldest sister could handle it better than her. Tho, she was still near you and Alex if things got worse and Alex would explode.

“You really better should go now!” the redheads voice was strong and firm. Still holding you in her arms, she didn’t leave your side for a second.

“What was so wrong with me, that you would leave me?” Finally you break away from your rigidity and the mental war. You detached yourself from the clutches of your sister and returned to your mother. You looked at the floor, your hands crossed over your chest. “When I was a girl, I hated myself. I thought I was broken. That no one could or ever would love me. It’s the only way a child can grow up when their mother abandons them. All I ever wanted to know is why?”

“Listen Sweetheart..”

“I don’t want to listen to you! You are not my mother because no mother leaves their child by someone who she doesn’t know in the slightest!” you raged.

“I am here now. You belong to me, I am your mother.”

“You are NOT! See all these woman here?” you asked, pointing at each one of them. “They are my family. They did it all. No thanks to you!”

“I appreciate that they took you but-“ she sobbed.

“Leave.” You spoke before turning back to leave the living room.

But she didn’t listen. With quick steps, she walked back to you and grabbed you by the arm, yanking you from the spot you were. You turned around and pulled yourself out of her grip. Alex behind your mother was ready to intervene whenever it was too much for her to watch.

“You should really leave now.” Kara said from the door, tensed from the situation only wanting Alex to finally take the woman out.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY APARTMENT!” you screamed in your mothers face. Everyone was startled, they were not used to that. You had never screamed, no matter how angry you were. You have never raised your voice like you did at the moment.

You were scared too of how you behaved but you couldn’t control yourself, your feelings took over.

As Alex again asked your mother to leave and accompanied her to the door, you were already at the table. You supported yourself on it, your eyes closed, your grip tight. You couldn’t sit and pretend that nothing happened. You cooked over.

Someone put their hands on your shoulders and ran small circles with their fingers. It was Kara. She knew how to calm you down but this time it didn’t seem to work.

“Calm down, Sweetheart. We are here.” She whispered.

You couldn’t stand the touch right now, even that was too much. You just didn’t want to be touched so you shrugged, your head still lowered. Kara let go of your shoulders and backed away sadly.

“Who needs her?” you asked and pushed yourself from the table. Your eyes locked with everyone elses. “She wasn’t there learning me to strick clothes and I learned, didn’t I? I got through my first day of college. I learned how to drive. I got through my first heartbreak. I learned how to fight for myself. I got into med school without her and I had 14 GREAT BIRTHDAYS WITH MY FAMILY. She didn’t even send me a damn card. TO HELL WITH HER!”

The last few words echoed through the apartment. For a few seconds you watched at your adoptive mother and your sisters. You realised something dripping down your cheeks. It was rare to see you cry, you didn’t even cry when you broke your arm by playing with Kara to rough so it was hard for your sisters to watch you fighting your inner war by yourself.

It was even harder to watch you standing there, alone, without them hugging you and telling you that you are gonna be okay again, that they are by your side but they wanted to accept that you needed space.

You never wanted to know anything about your biological mother, you were never ready to talk about it. You viewed the Danvers as your real family, even if it was not your own blood. They took you in, protected, loved you and especially Alex was always there for you, played the big sister, being enormous protective of you.

Your lungs felt like a big stone collapsing on your chest and you couldn’t breathe properly. You needed fresh air to cool yourself down. You needed to be alone. And so you went on the balcony.

You were only in a light sweater, the cold air hit you and Goosebumps started to form on every inch of your body. The arm ends of your sweater covered your fingers oddly enough that no air could came in, still you were freezing cold.

You supported yourself with your elbows on the gate, trying to take deep breaths and lower your heartbeat.

You heard Alex and your mother having a loud conversation and Kara who tried to calm them down. But you couldn’t go in there now and take care of it, Kara had everything under control. You needed to take care of yourself first so you tried to silence the noises in the backround and focused on your heart and the beautiful noise the thunderstorm made.

It took some time to slow down your raging heart but you were getting there. Slowly and steady.

After a while the door got open up and someone came outside, a winter jacket covering your shoulders and some hands who rubbed against the fur on your arms, trying to warm you up.

Alone the smell of the person beside you told you that it must have been the eldest.

“Let me alone, Alex.” You pleaded.

“I don’t let you freeze to death, kid and neither wanna let you alone right now.”

She stood beside you, only a few centimetres away but still enough space for you. From the side you saw that she was looking at you, she could read you like an open book but you still didn’t wanted to make eye contact with her.

“Say what you wanna say, Alex.”

“I don’t have to say anything.“ she stated easily.

“Why did you come outside then?”

“Because I understand you and I want to show you that I am and gonna stay by your side. No matter what. Kara does too even if she isn’t here right now.”

She knew that you didn’t wanted to be touched when something happened or you were sad because you didn’t wanted to worry anybody, you didn’t wanted to bother somebody. So she slowly walked towards you, watching if you shrug and she should step back again. But you didn’t and she continued until she reached you and took you in a tight hug.

You didn’t pushed her away but pressed yourself against her, your arms clung to her back and your head rested on her chest, searching for the redheads heartbeat. Your legs were like jelly and you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore.

Tears started to flow again and you couldn’t silence the sobs that came out.

Of course Alex knew how much it must hurt, she got through the same thing when Jeremiah went away. She watched you getting weaker and weaker as she tried to hold your borderline thin body up even tighter. You biggest sister didn’t say anything, she didn’t even know what so you both just stood there.

After some time the last sob was out and the tears were gone. You raised your head from her chest and looked at her. Her eyes were glassy and you could tell she was about to cry too but she wanted to be strong for you, so she fought with it. Her fingers slit above the watery lines on your cheeks and you smiled.

“Thank you.” You mumbled, wanting the conversation end and not wanting her to worry anymore.

But she would be worried about you as long as your mother would be in your life. She wanted her to be gone and you knew, she would do everything for it.

“Not for that.” She said, hugging you quickly before putting an arm on your shoulder and walking you back to the living room.

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