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incompletewithoutlife · 9 months
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Anyone else feeling robbed Supercorp didn’t kiss not even once? Like holy SHIT man I feel so violated. Not even ONCE?
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oreoambitions · 6 months
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Honestly I forgot how incredibly naïve season 1 Kara is and it's super super refreshing. The earnestness! The stuttering! The complete and utter failure to think even one thing even halfway through! I love her. Also did everyone else forget about the red combat boots too bc I am dying. And the SHIRTS. And James's expression every time Kara has to fumble through an interaction with Cat Grant kdhadghadg 10/10
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kentucky-daisey · 7 months
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The most disappointing change between Seasons 1 and 2 of Supergirl is the loss of Cat Grant.
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nimrism · 2 months
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constantly thinking about the PERFECT setup supergirl season 1 had to make kara queer;
"oh my god, you're a lesbian" – winn to kara, in the very FIRST episode.
"hell, i wanna date her" – kara, about lucy lane.
"she does kinda give off a sapphic vibe, with that big old butch S chestplate" – leslie willis (livewire) about supergirl.
there were so many other instances in s1 alone, let alone in later seasons when lena showed up (recounting every queer-coded supercorp interaction would require a whole podcast). it was the PERFECT pretext to make her even just a little bit fruity, but the cw just couldn't handle it i guess
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orphanblaque · 2 years
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ugh i'm rewatching supergirl and i'm at the episode that blake is in and i'm fucking pissed. if he tries what depp did i will lose it.
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captain-hen · 6 months
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KARA DANVERS Supergirl | 2.01: 'The Adventures of Supergirl'
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lovequinn · 1 year
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DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN YOU FINALLY TOLD ME YOU WERE SUPERGIRL YOU WERE WEEPING BIG CROCODILE TEARS WELL I WEPT REAL TEARS BITTER TEARS OVER YOU WEEKS BEFORE WHAT I THOUGHT HOW LONG HAD YOU KNOWN I FOUND OUT THE DAY I KILLED MY BROTHER LENA YOU DIDN'T KILL LEX THAT WAS ME I WATCHED HIM I SAW HIM FALL YOU SAM HIM FALL BUT DID YOU SEE HIM LAND DID YOU SEE HIM DIE I DID AND LET ME TELL YOU IT WASN'T PRETTY THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE ANYTHING'S POSSIBLE WHEN YOU'RE A LUTHOR LEX USED HIS TRANSMATTER PORTAL WATCH I KNEW EXACTLY WHERE HE'D GO THE CABIN WE LOVED WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN SO I WAS THERE WAITING FOR HIM HAD THE GUN READY LOADED I COULD FEEL THE WEIGHT OF IT IN MY HANDS EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING REBELLED I DIDN'T WANT TO DO IT BUT I KNEW I HAD TO BECAUSE IF LEX LIVED THE WORLD WOULDN'T BE SAFE MY FRIENDS WOULDN'T BE SAFE SO I FORCED MYSELF TO PULL THE TRIGGER I SHOT MY OWN BROTHER IN THE CHEST HIS FINAL WORDS TO ME WERE THAT I WAS A FOOL AND THAT MY BEST FRIEND EVERY FRIEND I HAD WAS LYING TO ME WITH HIS DYING BREATH HE TOLD ME YOU WERE SUPERGIRL LENA YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME I NEVER MEANT TO HUMILIATE YOU NO WHEN I CAME TO THIS CITY I PROMISED MYSELF THAT I WOULD NEVER TRUST ANYONE EVER AGAIN AND THEN
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AND YOU CHIPPED AWAY AT MY ARMOR WITH YOUR WARMTH AND YOUR EARNESTNESS AND YOU CONVINCED ME TO TRUST IN PEOPLE IN FRIENDSHIP AGAIN AND AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT I DID ALL THE WHILE TELLING YOU ABOUT MY ACHILLES HEEL BETRAYAL I CONFIDED IN YOU THAT EVERYONE IN MY PAST HAD BETRAYED ME ABOUT HOW MUCH IT HURT TO HAVE SOMEONE YOU LOVE LIE TO YOU AND BETRAY YOU I SPELLED IT OUT FOR YOU OVER AND OVER ESSENTIALLY BEGGING YOU NOT TO VIOLATE MY TRUST BEGGING YOU NOT TO PROVE ONCE AGAIN THAT I WAS FOOL YOU REASSURED ME AD NAUSEAM THAT YOU WOULD NEVER LIE TO ME THAT YOU'D NEVER HURT ME AND ALL THE WHILE THERE WASN'T A SINGLE HONEST MOMENT IN OUR FRIENDSHIP NO THAT'S NOT TRUE NO I KILLED MY BROTHER FOR YOU FOR OUR FRIENDS DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'VE DONE WHEN YOU FOUND OUT WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO ME RIGHT AWAY SO I COULD EXPLAIN EXPLAIN YEAH IF YOU HATE ME SO MUCH WHY NOT OUT ME AT THE PULITZER PARTY WHY PRETEND TO STILL BE MY FRIEND THIS LONG BECAUSE I WANTED YOU TO EXPERIENCE WHAT YOU DID TO ME FEEL WHAT I FELT I UNDERSTAND YOUR PAIN AND YOUR FURY AND YOU'RE RIGHT I MADE A BIG MISTAKE MAYBE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE BUT PLEASE LENA PLEASE DON'T LEAVE THE FORTRESS WITH MYRIAD PLEASE DON'T LET MY MISTAKE PUSH YOU TO DO SOMETHING TERRIBLE YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON NO NO YOU DON'T EVER GET TO TELL ME WHO OR WHAT I AM AGAIN DID YOU REPROGRAM THE FORTRESS'S DEFENSES TO ATTACK ME YES AND I RIGGED IT TO ANSWER TO THIS LITTLE BUTTON I HAVE IN MY HAND ARE YOU GOING TO TRY TO KILL ME NO SUPERGIRL I'M NOT GOING TO KILL YOU I'M NOT A VILLAIN YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TREATED ME LIKE ONE!!!!!!!!!!
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principalinstigator · 6 months
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Supercorp is just:
I will alter the course of history for my best friend. Yes, my whole life, my entire being has been dedicated to saving the world but I will only use this opportunity to save her, every single time, always.
I will change the world because she broke my heart and no one will stop me because I will not let another human being feel the pain that I did and I will not be able to see past the anger and hurt in spite being the most brilliant mind the world because she saw me. Finally, someone saw me, and now that I see her and I cannot stop looking at her.
10/10. It will make you insane. Do not recommend.
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wistfulwatcher · 1 month
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owl-with-a-pen · 3 months
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This was by far not the first time that Brainy had spent the night with Nia Nal.
There had been many-a routine patrol that had led to this precise scenario in the past – of returning home in the early hours of the morning only to conclude that the logical course of action would be to cut travel time by simply spending their night together. Or, more accurately, what was left of it. Brainy was often expected back at the DEO well before sunrise and, with that in mind, Nia had offered her assistance by telling him to think of her place as a ‘safe crash space’. Somewhere he’d be welcome whenever he needed it, even if sleep was rarely a need he was compelled to satisfy.
He felt as though he might need it now. By the time they’d left J’onn’s place that evening, Brainy had to admit that he was starting to feel… off. His realignment had taken its toll in ways that were becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. He’d already diverted several background processes to mitigate any physical side effects, but there was only so much he was able to do before even that began to fail him.
In short, his head was pounding.
He hadn’t wanted to disclose such information to his friends, certainly not Nia. She had been through enough strife already, having contended with the most unsavoury aspects of his psyche, parts of himself he had never wished for anyone to see. The cold and calculating mentality that clouded his own judgement whenever his ancestors were given free reign over his mind. It was a … self-preservation tactic, one he hated with every fibre of his being, that he wished wholeheartedly that he could take back. But… it had happened. And now, it was over. And somehow… Nia had still accepted his affections. Had invited him home, to her bed.
And there he lay, fingers linked across his chest, watching Nia from the corner of his eye as she slept soundly at his side. He had feared she would never find peace lying here with him, that by abandoning her, forcing her into danger just to satisfy his own selfish curiosity, would have amounted to something truly unforgivable in her eye. He hadn’t disclosed exactly why he had done the things he had, and yet she’d still accepted what little he’d been able to offer on their journey home from Shelley Island.
That it hadn’t been him. That he was back.
Brainy only wished he could believe those words as surely as she.
The truth was, he had yet to feel fully himself again - to recapture everything his ancestors had shaken loose. He heard them still, a constant threat at the back of his mind, but their words had no power any longer. His fear and pain had given them full access to his thought tracks, the electric shocks administered to his implants offering just enough of a mental distraction to allow for their escape, to convince him that he needed them. Those mental cages had been locked and refortified a thousand times over since that slip-up, but even that didn’t feel like enough. He would never ­– could never – allow a mistake like that again.
But how could he explain that to Nia? What might she think of him if she knew the truth? Yes, he had admitted once that his ancestors were evil—collectors and world-enders, destroyers. It would be something else to tell her that no matter how far he tried to run, no matter how long he lived, their actions would always be a part of him, in a way that far extended the comprehension of a biological mind.
Would she share a bed with him so easily then? Knowing that his mind housed the potential for great evil, that he alone had evaded the diabolical lineage that stretched back centuries, millennia?
All that and more rested at the tip of Brainy’s tongue, and he so wished that he could divulge everything to her now, to free himself from this guilt. But the day’s events had left Nia exhausted and he could not wake her, could not be the cause for yet more of her pain.
This was his fault, it was always—
His thoughts turned to static when Nia shifted suddenly in her sleep, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she rolled comfortably over to Brainy’s side of the bed.
His heart twisted inside his chest as he watched her. She was beautiful, astounding, her face a fine curve in the moonlight, her lashes fluttering in the midst of a dream well underway. Seeing her like that… Brainy could almost let himself relax.
That was until Nia’s arm slipped out from beneath covers, reaching instead for him.
He couldn’t. He couldn’t risk anything with her. Could not hurt her. Not again. Not…
Brainy held his breath, rolling expertly out from under her wandering hand…
…and directly onto the floor.
The impact was jarring, rattling through his right side where his arm took the brunt of the fall. Had his head not felt like it was splitting in two, he may have recovered quick enough to evade Nia’s notice.
“Brainy?” Nia asked, her voice heavy and sleep laden. “You okay?”
Brainy swore to himself. He sat up abruptly, peering nervously over the edge of the mattress and right into the worried gaze of one Nia Nal.
She stared back at him in confusion, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with the heel of her hand.
“I’m fine,” Brainy said, quicker than he’d anticipated. He cleared his throat so hard he coughed, tilting his chin away from her. “Just – uh – a headache.”
“From the warehouse?” Nia asked, shifting in concern. “You didn’t look so hot when we left the island. Anything I can do?” She smothered a yawn with her fist, pushing herself up from the mattress. “Would aspirin work for you?”
Brainy swallowed down the urge to smile. Aspirin would do precisely nothing to dull this particular pain, but he didn’t wish to discredit her attempt at helping.
“Worry not,” he assured her, bulking his claim with his usual bravado, “I am fully functional. It is nothing to concern yourself with. I-I simply need some air.” He made a swift shooing gesture, causing Nia to blink in surprise, before he made to stand. “Return to your dreams, Nia Nal. I will be back—oh, would you look at that.” Without meeting her eye, he scooped his phone from the nightstand, gleaning through his recent text notifications with feigned interest. He paused, straightening out his stance. “A matter at the DEO requires my immediate attention. I will—see you tomorrow.” He clumsily took her shoulder, narrowing his eyes. “And then we will talk more about what transpired today.”
“Okay,” Nia said slowly, in a tone that suggested she didn’t quite believe his excuse. Brainy elected to play the fool for the time being; at least that way he could leave without any further questions being asked.
As he turned to leave, however, Nia took his hand. “Brainy, wait—” He stopped himself with some effort, practically bobbing on his feet with restless energy as he glanced her way. Nia’s face was open, worried, her eyes a brown shimmer in the dark. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Brainy forced a smile. “Perfectly,” he lied, patting her hand with little grace. Even he couldn’t deny that the gesture felt wooden to some degree, but under the circumstances he could do no better. His head was still roaring with guilt he could hardly contain, whispers from a dozen buried Brainiacs urging him to let loose a little – set them free.
All he said out loud was, “Sleep tight, Nia Nal.”
Nia didn’t get a chance to interrogate him further than that; he was out of the door in an instant, breathing out a sigh of relief the moment he found himself alone in the hallway. His head continued to throb, pain that pressed so insistently into his jaw that his teeth began to ache.
It didn’t matter that there had been no such alert at the DEO, he would gladly take up a night shift simply to extenuate the noise inside his head. Perhaps he could even steal a few hours for himself somewhere quiet to try and rid of this pesky headache once and for all. After all, he was nothing if not efficient in the art of multitasking.
He knew it would not be that easy of course - his ancestors never were. Today, they had proven that even his strongest defences could be broken. No amount of reinforcement or careful mental manipulation would convince them to surrender the chance at attempting it again. And again. And again.
He would tell Nia, he promised strictly to himself. Tomorrow… when the voices were less persistent, perhaps.
And then… then she could decide for herself whether he was truly worthy of being – as she had called it – the big spoon.
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incompletewithoutlife · 9 months
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They made Katie McGrath Canadian 😂🤣
I’ve never recovered. It’s facts like this that enables my insomnia.
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oreoambitions · 6 months
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I. want. to. touch. the. arms. hnnnnnnnnnnnng thank you.
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kentucky-daisey · 7 months
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I remember watching Sanvers happen in real time, like having to wait for a new episode each week and wondering when they'd get together. It felt like it took forever.
It takes eight episodes.
It feels a lot less dramatic when you watch them back to back.
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wizardofahz · 6 months
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The Mom Fine Print
Fandom: Supergirl Compilation: Moments in the Life of SuperFam A/N: A little SuperFam treat for @stranger-who-writes-fiction because she more than deserves it. This is set during the 3x06 "Midvale" era.
Eliza isn't supposed to know her girls are outside on the deck upstairs.
The microwave clock lets her know that it's almost 2 AM on a school night. Eliza mostly ignores that and continues her task. Midvale is lucky to be spared big city levels of light pollution, and the moonlight is sufficient for Eliza, who knows the kitchen like the back of her hand.
She prepares three mugs, lifts the pan from the stove top, and pours its contents into two of them. The third she fills with coffee. Eliza pours some marshmallows into a bowl and arranges it along with the mugs on a tray, balancing them carefully and heads for the deck.
Alex is on her feet the moment Eliza walks through the door.
"Mom!" She's about to give her best excuse until she spots what Eliza is carrying. She freezes then, using all her brain power to put two and two together before concluding correctly that they aren't in trouble.
Over by the telescope, Kara continues on unbothered.
She had been quiet during dinner. Eliza hadn't missed the concerned looks Alex had been shooting her way. There had been something knowing about them. Something that spoke of grief and Krypton.
"Of course when we break the rules for Kara, we get hot chocolate," Alex grumbles.
It's not exactly a fair assessment of course. Kara has gotten her fair share of scolding and lectures, especially when her actions put herself and their family at risk. In this particular case, the worst Kara and Alex can do is spend their upcoming day at school in a sleepy haze. Eliza isn't worried about that.
Nonetheless, Eliza is pleased to hear a fondness in Alex's voice that was more likely to be begrudging just a few months ago.
Eliza proffers the tray of hot chocolate and marshmallows. Alex eyes it suspiciously but caves quickly, grabbing a handful of marshmallows and dropping them into her hot chocolate.
As Alex retakes her seat on the cushioned bench, Eliza places the tray on the side table for whenever Kara's ready. She carries her own mug to the patio chair on Alex's left, so she can keep an eye on both her girls.
It's a good thing she does. In their attempt to be stealthy, Alex and Kara hadn't come out in more than their pajamas. When Eliza notices the nighttime chill starting to get to Alex, she goes inside to retrieve a blanket and drapes it over. Now relaxed into the situation, Alex receives it gratefully.
Alex tries her hardest to stay awake, but as the minutes turn into hours, she loses the battle. Other than gently coaxing Alex into a more comfortable position, Eliza leaves her be. Alex had clearly wanted to keep Kara company, and Eliza will respect that.
The coffee helps keep her awake, but even without it, Eliza thinks she'd manage to stay awake on her own. This is the "mom fine print," the drive to be there for her girls whenever they need her no matter the hour.
She watches Kara, who's still looking intently into the telescope, and checks on Alex once in a while, making sure she's still warm enough.
When twilight brightens the sky, Kara steps away from the telescope, appearing in a daze as the memories refuse to let her go.
Eliza walks across the deck to her. She rests her arms on the railing and turns to face Kara. She doesn't get too close. She doesn't pry. She'll let Kara decide how much she wants to engage.
"I made hot chocolate," Eliza says in case Kara wants an opening. "Would you like me to re-heat it for you?"
Kara doesn't respond at first. Eventually she returns to the present, stepping to Eliza's side and letting herself fall limply into Eliza's shoulder.
"Thank you," is all Kara says. It's all she can manage right now, but Eliza understands the enormity behind those two words. That's the other part of the "mom fine print."
Thank you for making hot chocolate for me, but, no, I don't need it re-heated right now.
Thank you for staying with me all night. Even lost in my memories, part of me could sense your presence, and it helped.
Thank you for letting Alex stay with me.
Thank you for not trying to stop us.
Eliza kisses the top of her head. "Always."
They stay like that for a moment. Then Kara straightens and turns to look at Alex, gaze fond.
"I've got her," Kara says. She easily lifts Alex into her arms and heads inside.
Eliza follows. "You should get some sleep too," she says.
Kara nods, more emotionally exhausted than anything else.
After making sure both of them are tucked in properly, Eliza heads back out to the deck to gather the mugs and bring them to the kitchen. She leaves everything on the counter. She can handle the clean up later.
Instead, she goes back upstairs to the girls' bedroom to make sure Kara has fallen asleep. Eliza tiptoes through the room, turning off the girls' alarm clocks. They deserve to sleep in today. Eliza kisses each of them on the forehead before going to her own bedroom.
When the time comes for everyone to leave for work or school, Eliza will call in sick for all of them.
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introverted-author · 5 months
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I'M SORRY but did supergirl just once again suggest that kara is gay i can't even-
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lady-arc-art · 6 months
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I got an idea for My Adventures with Superman Season 2!
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If somewhere down the line they want to introduce Kara Zor-el/Supergirl to the show, considering that Clark Kent in this universe’s timeline is first starting out as Superman then maybe Kara isn’t exactly Supergirl yet.
Maybe in like most interpretations of her story, Kara, Clark finds her in the space pod she was sent in but she still physically looks like a teenager due to the Kryptonite meteor that put her into hyper sleep.
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And then afterwards after finding out that they’re cousins, possibly for the remainder of the season, Kara could live with Clark and Jimmy in their apartment in Metropolis. Since Kara is teenager in this, she could have a little sister-big brother dynamic with Kara first starting off as “the playful little sister type” that tries to push Clark’s buttons (I was thinking one gag is Kara telling Clark that he can’t tell her what to do because she’s “older than him”), but they both end up becoming fond of each other and bond as a family (or what’s left of it). She could also have some fun moments with Lois Lane as well. Then the season could end with Kara getting taken in by the Danvers, and she has this big emotional goodbye with Clark.
Also if they’re looking for a voice actor for her, I thought maybe Amandla Stenberg could voice Kara.
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Also that way, Jack Quaid can get his redemption arc.
For those of you who don’t know or need a refresher, Amandla Stenberg and Jack Quaid (who voices Clark/Superman in the show) were both in the first Hunger Games movie.
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Amandla played Rue, the young female tribute from District 11 who became an ally for Katniss. While Jack played Marvel, the male tribute from District 1 who ended up murdering Rue.
So if she were to come in and voice Kara/Supergirl it would be hella ironic, but also kind of a full circle moment.
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