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oneshotnewbie · 9 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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i-writes-things · 2 years

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Can you do something with mom!kara and adopted!Daughter younger r gets sick and Kara tries to deal with it but she doesn’t know how to that much since she doesn’t get sick and so maybe she calls Lena or someone for help and Kara is stressing out because she dosent know how to help you

I Could Kill Her!

This is part 1, this is part 2

mom!kara x adopted!daugther

Wanrings:

A/N: Y/n/n means "Your nickname". Reader is on the younger kid side!

Extra pairings:

Alex x niece & Eliza x granddaughter

“Mom, I threw up.” You stand in front of her, the bathroom, lighting up your silhouette. “Mom?” Nudging her a bit, she fluttered her eyes open and asked what happened. “I threw up.” Your voice was raspy, the both of you could hear the sickness in it. Moving out of your moms way, she got up and left into the light of the blaring bathroom. Taking the opportunity to get into her bed, she came back out with a wash cloth,

“Do you feel hot?” Kara asked, thinking back to all the nights her older sister was sick and Eliza would be there to comfort her, not just that but make her feel better. She was almost always awake when this would happen, as she wanted to make sure her sister wasn’t in need of her own help. Now that the superhero had her own daughter, this information came in handy, but the kid hadn’t been so seriously sick since the adoption and moving in. You nodded your head, mumbling in agreement.

“My tummy hurts, too.” Kara wasn’t sure how to respond with something would psyhically help, “I’m sorry, honey, I know sleep will help.” You groan at her and turn over in her mother’s covers.

“No,” You whined, “it really hurts, mom.” Kara’s heart skipped a beat, from worry but also from guilt. She was always worried for her daughter, but Kara had never been sick here on Earth, she didn’t know how to specifically comfort her daughter, or even make her feel better like Eliza always had.

“You stay right here,” Kara laid the wash cloth on her daughter's forehead and moved out to her dark kitchen, ringing her sister.

“Alex, Y/n isn’t feeling well at all. She threw up, and I just don’t know how to make the sickness stop. You know I’ve never been sick. I need some help. Call me back, thanks.” Stopping the voice message, she took a second thinking about who could help her at a time like this.

“Kara, what are you doing calling me at this time of night?”

“Y/n’s sick and I don’t know what else to do to help her. I don’t want to give her some medicine and it kill her, she’s so fragile.”

“Your not gonna kill her, Kara-” Kara cut her adoptive mom off.

“I might,” Eliza could tell she was stressed.

“You won’t. She’s human Kara, she’ll be alright for the night.”

“Are you sure? She said her stomach hurts? How do I help with that? She threw up too.”

“You can make sure she doesn’t need to throw-”

“Y/n?” Kara blurted out, watching you run back into the bathroom and let the rest of your stomach go.

“Pull her hair back,” Kara pulls back your hair, wincing at the smell and tucked her phone between her shoulder and ear. “Make sure she doesn’t drink anything for a little while after throwing up, she might throw it all up again.”

“She's not a little baby.” Kara began to stroke your hair gently.

“But she will need fluids, just not right after. Make a washcloth for her, oh, hun, don’t forget to check her temperature. You guys try to get some sleep for the night and I’ll be over in the morning. Goodnight, Kara.”

“Eliza, I don't-” She hung up. Kara slumped over, catching her phone, holding most of your hair with the other hand, whilst setting her phone aside. Turning her focus back to you, she saw you were just hovering over the toilet. “Feeling better?” Her only answer was more chunks of last night's dinner flying into the toilet. After finally getting you clean of sickness from changing your clothes, wiping your face and doing the same to the bathroom, you and Kara got cozy in her bed.

“Sleep, baby. Tomorrow we’ll go to Alex and make sure you get better.”

“Mommy?”

“Yes…?”

“I want you to make me better, I’m not a patient.”

“Go to sleep, we’ll talk in the morning.” She kissed your red cheek.

The next morning…

You fluttered your eyes open to the noise of a voice coming from the kitchen. Your head ached, throat was dry and you were cold, so cold, even in your mom's thick covers. Again hearing someone in the kitchen. Kara was either trying to learn how to cook again, Alex was here or you were being robbed which didn't have much of a chance of being true.

“Moooom…” You groaned, the other voice abruptly stopping and she came into view from around the corner, immediately smiling when she saw you.

“How's my girl? Feeling better?” Before you could respond she continued almost excitedly. “I have some medicine, you said your stomach hurt? Does anything else hurt? Your head, do you have a runny nose, what about your throat, honey?” She was leaning over you, in an overbearing type of way.

You groaned again, “Everything.”

“Everything…?” Kara was confused and didn't understand how everything could be wrong, but tried to process it. “Okay… I’ll be right back…” She ran back to her computer when there was a knock on the door, and you called out for her again.

“Just a minute, Y/n/n,” She opened the door, “Eliza…!” She wasn't sure if she should be happy or overwhelmed.

“Kara! How is she feeling?” Kara took a deep breath.

“She told me everything hurts,” Right on cue you groaned out for her again. She walked back in and sat on the bed next to you.

“What's up?” Tucking the hair behind your ear, you sniffled.

“Am I sick?” Kara rests her face.

“I’m afraid so. Let's take your temperature.” When she moved to get up you pulled on her arm as she tried to get away. “Y/n, I’ll be right back.” She walked back to Eliza, as you move around trying to find a comfy position on the bed. Back in the kitchen Eliza had set her things down and was looking at the pile on the island table.

“Do you see the thermometer in there?” Eliza shook her head,moving back to her purse. “Damn,” Kara whispered to herself and started to look around for her coat.

“I brought one, Kara.” Eliza handed a thermometer out to her.

“No, I can go buy one, really, I need one anyway.” She chuckles lightly, gesturing to you in her bed. She could hear you groaning quietly from pain.

“Take it, make sure she’s not too hot.”

“Mommy come back now!” You yelled for her.

“Coming, sweetheart,” She took the thermometer and nodded in agreement, “Thank you.” Eliza smiled and as Kara raced over to you, Eliza came into view and saw how her daughter took care of you. She had no knowledge of sickness. Turning back towards the kitchen, wanting to make you something to eat Eliza saw the computer. It was open to a tab about how to care for a sick kid. Under the website ‘Wiki How’

“104.2? Is that bad?”

“What! 104? I’m calling Alex.”

“What? Is 104 a high temp?” Kara questioned unsure. You, on the verge of going back to sleep, your mom came and woke you up.

“Stooop! I was almost asleep.” You harshly move away from her, annoyed people were waking you up.

“I’m sorry, we have to go. Y/n,” She tried to pick you up, but your squirming was not helping. “Y/n, this is not the time.” She warned and you whined. “What's wrong? What's wrong?” She asked, starting to sound exhausted.

“I don't want to go.”

“I wish I didn't have to take you there, baby, but it'll make you feel better.” She tried again and you accepted her, dangling your arms around her neck loosely.

“Promise?”

“Promise.” Kara leaped out the window, Eliza on the phone with Alex who was getting you a bed made in MedBay.

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cardcaptorsakura96 · 7 days

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Behind the Story-Through Susie's Eyes

Link to story: AO3

This story came about for doing a writing prompt for I did the Writing Workshop Week 1: Show & Tell from @bettsfic and @books. This story is in the same universe as My Everything, but takes place before both stories start. The writing prompt was to write about an object that is important to your character (if you were writing fiction).

That is when the idea of the doll Susie was born. I kept thinking of the song When She Loved Me by Sarah McLachlan. When I first heard the song in Toy Story 2, I found it heartbreaking especially for a kid's film. I didn't know they would hit me in the feels that way. I decided to do something similar for Kara and her precious doll. Thus the story was born. It was hard to write because I wanted to cry throughout it. The story has the least amount of views compared to my other stories, but it was still my favorite story to write because so much time and emotion went into it. I hope you guys like it!

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swiftlark · 3 months

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i never saw you coming, and i’ll never be the same.

eliza’s top 100 ships 55/100: isabel “izzie” stevens & alex karev

#eliza’s top 100 ships #grey’s anatomy #izzie stevens #alex karev #alex x izzie

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zaenight · 2 years

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STORY MASTERLIST

Masterlist 2

MEET MY OC'S

ALL MY FANFICS CAN BE FOUND HERE

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Wattpad : zae-night

a03 : zae_night

tiktok : zaenighteditz

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HIS DOWN BITCH , HER CHOLO (COMPLETED)

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Ch2 Ch6 ch10

ch3 ch7 ch11

ch4 ch8 ch12

HIS GIRL // JOSÉ MARQUEZ (COMPLETED)

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ch2 ch8

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MAMA DIDN'T RAISE NO BITCHES // Ez reyes x oc , Nestor octeva x oc book 2 to ain't your mama

ACT 1

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Crazy but she's mine // Ez reyes x Oc(COMPLETED)

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ch3 ch7. ch11 ch15 ch19 ch23

ch4 Ch8. ch12 ch16 ch20 ch24

The dragon and her knight // Bellamy blake

ACT 1

ch1(263 yrs ago)

ch2. ch7 ch12

ch3. ch8. ch13

ch4. ch9. ch14

ch5. ch10. ch15

ch6. ch11

WANHEDA COMMANDER OF DEATH // BRANDON CARVER

Act1 | Act2 | act3

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ch3. | ch3 | ch3

ch4 | ch4 | ch4

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READ ALL ABOUT IT // BROOKE DAVIS(ONE TREE HILL FIC)

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jellybabykid · 1 year

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Alex Danvers, Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers, Eliza Danvers, Lucy Lane (DCU), Samantha "Sam" Arias, Agent Vasquez (Supergirl TV 2015), Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015) Additional Tags: AgentCorp, Whumptober 2022, Day 8 head trauma, alt prompt 1 ringing ears, alt prompt 3 dazed and confused, Established Relationship, Head Injury, Memory Loss, Slow Burn Ish, Hearing Loss, Vertigo - Freeform, Established Agentcorp, Past Relationship(s), Past Alex Danvers/Lucy Lane, Whump, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Physical Disability, BAMF Alex Danvers, BAMF Lucy Lane, Not Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Not Beta Read Summary:

If we are the sum total of all our memories and experiences, who would we be without them? After Alex is involved in an incident on her way home, she is about to find out.

When she wakes up to a whole life she has no memory of, and which has now been altered irrevocably, a lot of work is needed to deal with the fallout. As someone who has never been known for healthy coping mechanisms, this is a big ask. But…if you don’t remember who you were, can you learn to be someone different?

Pretty much AU as while this draws from the main beats of cannon, Alex’s history gets a hefty rewrite. Chapter Ten Summary: Sam's first day as Alex's carer was never going to be easy, but life does like to conspire to make things more challenging than they really need to be sometimes.

#agentcorp #Alex Danvers x Lena Luthor #Alex x Lena #Alex Danvers/Lena Luthor #Alex Danvers #lena luthor #kara danvers #Sam Arias #Lucy Lane #Eliza Danvers #work in progress #fanfic #am writing

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bridgertonbabe · 1 year

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Alex x Eliza lake scene? 👀

You think I would do Benophie 2.0 without another lake scene?

#asks #and of course alex is the first of the benophie kids to make use of that lake... for reasons...#alexander x eliza #bng series #bridgerton the next generation

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unknownalien3388 · 2 years

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The Ugly Duckling Makes a Friend - AgentCorp Friendship Fanfic.

Lena and her family had just moved to Midvale a few weeks ago and have been the talk of the town ever since. This didn’t surprise Alex, as it was to be expected when a family as rich and influential as the Luthors suddenly moved from the big city of Metropolis to a small humble town like Midvale that people would talk. And talk they did. Though Alex was too busy with her school work and babysitting her young alien sister to really pay any attention to what the adults and peers around her had to say about a family she couldn’t care less about. It wasn’t until one after while Alex was waiting at school for her mom to pick her up after work, like she had promised, that her paths crossed with the youngest Luthor, Lena. While they may not have a lot in common, there is one thing that they did have in common and that was the fact they were the unloved sibling in their family. But was that enough for them to forget their differences and become friends or are they just too different?

---------------- The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow across Midvale High School's library where sixteen-year-old Alex Danvers sat. School had long ended, but Alex remained, one of the last students lingering due to yet another extended student council meeting. Earlier that day, she had told her adopted sister Kara that she would stay late and instructed her to go home without her. Now, she sat alone, waiting for her mother, Eliza, who had promised to pick her up after work that morning. As she gazed at a history book she should have been reading, a sense of resignation washed over her. 'She forgot about me again,' Alex thought silently. She wiped away a stray tear and added with a bitter laugh, 'I bet if Kara were here, she wouldn't have forgotten. But then again, Kara is her favorite daughter.' She was so deep in her thoughts that she did not see the girl walk up to her until she tapped on her shoulder, scaring her in the process. "Whoa. Hey, I didn't mean to scare you," the girl said calmly with her hands raised to show she meant no harm. "I'm Lena, the new girl. I saw you sitting by yourself and thought I might keep you company, is that cool with you?"

Alex eyed her cautiously. She was a short, pale-skinned girl with long raven hair who looked to be around Kara’s age of sixteen and clearly rich. She nodded her head slowly. 'Yeah, sure; why not.' She shrugged.

"Thanks," Lena said as she took a seat across from her. "So, how are you? How was school?"

"I’m well, and school was school. You?" Alex asked with another shrug.

"I’m good, thanks. School was okay. I passed all my end-of-term tests with high scores, so I’m happy with that," Lena answered with a proud smile.

"Well done," Alex congratulated her sincerely.

"Did you have any tests this week?"

"No, they’re all next week. There was a moment of silence before Alex spoke again. 'So, why are you still at school so late?' She asked. 'I mean, you just told me you’ve done all your tests. So, you don't have to study. And just by looking at you, I can tell your family is obviously rich. I’m surprised you don’t have people tripping over their feet to get you home to your mommy and daddy." Alex asked with clear disdain.

Instead of taking offense to her comment like Alex thought she would, the girl just laughed. “I was not always like this,” she said, gesturing to her outfit. “I was adopted by the Luthors, who just love to flash their wealth and money around. But between me and you, I would rather wear what you have on than this ridiculous get-up." She admitted, pointing to Alex's ripped skinny jeans and t-shirt that had some rock band on it that her father gave her before he died. She spoke with just a hint of an accent that Alex knew was not American. “But then again, anything is better than this.” She added with a laugh as she pointed to her pencil skirt and blouse.

“That’s true.” Alex agreed with a small grin.

“The reason I’m here so late is because my Chess Club meeting ran overtime. We’re getting ready for the big Interschool Chess competition at the start of next term, and Lillian, my adopted mother, refused to pick me up after she had picked up her golden boy, Lex, from his polo practice. Her reasoning being Lex had to go home and have an ice bath, and she didn’t want to ‘waste their time' by picking me up because I ‘chose’ to stay at school late.” She answered with a sneer. "But if I even mention leaving the team, she loses it. So, it's a lose-lose situation, really."

"But wait, isn't your brother old enough to get his license and drive himself around?” Alex asked.

“Yes, but Lex doesn’t have to do anything with mother dearest around.” Lena explained with a roll of her eyes.

“What about your father? Why can’t he pick you up?”

“Lionel? He’s too busy being the CEO of LuthorCorp to notice anything else. And even if he wasn’t, he’s too busy with his flavor of the month to care. The Luthors like to fool the world into believing that they are a tight-knit family, but I can promise you; it is all for show.” She answered with hidden pain in her voice that Alex knew too well. The pain of feeling unloved.

“I kind of understand how you must be feeling,” Alex said, feeling like she had finally found someone who understood her pain. ‘Maybe, I can make a friend that knows what it feels like to be neglected by their parents.’ She thought to herself. ‘Not that anyone should ever go through this.’

“You do?” Lena questioned, surprised.

“Yeah.” Alex sighed. “In case you didn’t know, I’m the student president, and well, the student council meetings also have a history of running late, like today. So, I told my sister to take the bus home because our mom said she would pick me up after work tonight, but I guess she forgot again.” She told Lena, “Oh, I’m Alex, by the way.”

“I know, we share the same third period AP Science class with Mr. Smith.” Lena informed her with a kind smile.

“Oh, I never noticed. Sorry.” Alex said apologetically, feeling a little guilty, but Lena just smiled.

“That’s okay, Alex; really. I usually sit at the back of the room, and because of my new last name, I’m never called upon during class, so not many people notice me, which is great.” She assures her in a gentle voice. “I’m just sorry that your mother can’t see how wonderful you are. But I know for a fact that one day she will.” Lena promised with deep conviction in her voice.

“Thanks.” Alex replied, not knowing what else to say and honestly not believing that her mother would ever see her or her greatness, as she felt she would always be living under the shadow of her alien sister. “May I ask how old you are?”

“Thirteen, I turn fourteen next year.” Lena answered with another proud smile. "You?" She asked in return.

"That's pretty young to be entering high school," Alex said, surprised by her age.

"Well, with my high intellect, thirst for knowledge, and my new last name, I skipped a few grades,” she explained with a blush.

"That’s cool that you got to skip a few grades,” Alex commented. "And I’m sixteen, turning seventeen in a few weeks. My mother doesn’t like the idea of teenagers driving cars and says, 'that's the adults’ job.'” Alex said with a shake of her head.

“Yeah, have you noticed that adults are always expecting their children to do better than they did when they were young and get really mad at them when they fail to meet their high expectations? I mean I know I will never meet Lillian’s expectations, only Lex will do that.” Lena said with barely hidden distaste.

"Damn, if that isn’t true. I probably won’t ever meet my mother’s exceptions either, that will always be my sister. Now, I’m not saying I hate her. I do not hate Kara. I just wish my mother viewed us as equals, you know?" Alex asked, desperate for someone to understand her.

"Yeah, I do. But I have come to terms with the fact that Lillian will never love me as much as she loves her Lex," Lena said with a sad little shrug. "The only thing I am grateful for is that their money helps feed my need for higher education." She acknowledged. “What would be your favorite attribute?” She asked, changing the subject. “Mine’s obviously my IQ, which is higher than Lex’s IQ.”

Alex thought for a moment. “Probably my eidetic memory would have to be mine; I don’t know what my IQ is, but I can read and memorize 20,000 words a minute.” She bragged with a grin. It felt good to be able to brag about her abilities as she rarely, if ever, got the chance to do it.

“Those are two pretty cool attributes you have. And hey, with a memory and skill like that, you could get into places like MIT, Stanford, even Harvard. I also bet your IQ is super high, you must be like Einstein level smart,” Lena exclaimed in a loud voice, only to be shushed by the librarian.

Alex’s grin widened with a blush. “I wish I were that smart! But I’m aiming to get into Harvard to study medicine. It’s one of the hardest schools to get accepted into.” She informed Lena, still feeling proud at the young girl’s compliment. "My mother wants me to study science like her, but I want to be a doctor and help people. I guess that’s another thing about me that disappoints her," Alex said just as her phone beeped with an incoming message.

Mom (4:00 PM): Hey sweetie, hope school went well! I’m sorry but I can’t pick you up tonight, staying late at work. I will get Kara to pick you up soon. Lots of love, Mom xx.

Alex (4:01 PM): Okay.

“Hey, are you okay?” Lena asked, concerned.

“I’m fine, it's just my mom letting me know what I already guessed. She forgot her promise and won't be picking me up,” Alex said.

“That's just fucking crap!” Lena exclaimed with anger. “Are you sure you’re okay? I’m here for you, and it’s okay if you aren’t. I won't judge you either way,” she assured Alex, worried about her new friend.

“Yes,” Alex answered with a fake smile. “Thanks.”

"Can I tell you a little about me?" Lena asked her politely, deciding to change the subject instead of pushing her to talk.

Alex nodded her head. “Yeah, sure.”

"As you might be able to tell, I was not born here in the States. I was actually born in Ireland. When I was growing up, I only had my mother; no father. My mother’s name was Kieran McGrath, and she was the only hero I ever had. She was a kind and loving soul. I loved her dearly and miss her every day."

“What happened to her if you don’t mind me asking?” Alex asked.

“No, I’ll tell you. I was about four years old when my mom decided to take me to the lake near our house for a picnic as it was a great day for it. Nice and sunny. After lunch, she wanted to go for a swim, but I hadn’t been feeling well that day, so I didn’t join her and stayed on the shore to watch her. I remember her smiling for the first time in what felt like a long time as she bent down to kiss me on my cheek before she ran into the water laughing. She had such a beautiful and carefree laugh,” Lena said with a smile and a faraway look in her eyes as she relived that fateful day. “When my mother was up to her waist deep in the water, she turned around to wave at me one last time with this big grin on her face. She was so happy and radiant. That was the last time I ever saw her before she died,” Lena explained.

“How did she die?” Alex asked, shocked.

“She drowned,” Lena answered numbly.

“Oh damn. That’s terrible,” Alex whispered, completely heartbroken for the other girl.

“A few hours later, I was sent to live in an orphanage, and a few weeks after that the Luthors came and picked me up. And you know the drill, a rich family adopts a poor orphan child with no family of their own, to help hide any of their wrongdoings while making the family look great. Charity work, they call it," Lena said with barely hidden disgust.

“I’m so sorry for your loss,” Alex replied mournfully.

"I won’t say it’s okay because that would be a lie, but thank you anyway. When I moved to the States, they changed my name to Luthor, and I grew up with a hateful mother who never liked me, a father that tolerated me at best, and that’s whenever he could be bothered to play at being a family man. Only Lex genuinely liked me. He taught me my love for chess, reading, and all things science. He was the best brother I could ever ask for. Everything in my life was finally okay. I may not have had loving parents like everyone else, but at least I had a loving brother. Then everything changed when he went off to college. I don’t know what happened to him over there, I just know that he came home for the holidays his first year different, and he never went back,” Lena told her.

“What do you mean?” Alex asked.

“He came back changed. He was angrier. Then recently Lex’s hatred towards anything extraterrestrial became more concerning, which is why Lillian suggested we move here to Midvale and away from the new alien superhero in Metropolis, Superman.”

"That's pretty shitty that you had to move just because your brother isn’t a fan of Superman," Alex concluded with a frown.

"Yeah, it is," Lena agreed. "But that is my life. What is your story, Alex?"

"Sorry, ladies," the kind librarian interrupted. "The library will be closing soon. If you could pack up your things and make for the exit, that would be much appreciated." She said with an apologetic smile.

The girls packed up their things and moved to the front steps of the library to continue their conversation.

"My story? Hmmm." Alex thought for a moment about what to tell Lena before settling on as close to the truth as she was allowed. "Well, it isn't as long or sad as yours but here goes. My life started off normal. Both my parents were scientists, but they always had time for me, no matter how busy they got. Due to my high intelligence and eidetic memory, I was the star of my whole family, the apple of my parents' eye. And it wasn’t until last year that things started to change. It happened after my parents decided to adopt Kara following her losing her family in a house fire…”

“No, she didn't.” Lena interrupted.

"What do you mean she didn’t? Of course, she did. I think I would know how my little sister's parents died," Alex argued fiercely, concerned that Lena might have uncovered the truth about Kara and her family.

“Just stop, Alex; you do not have to lie to me. I am in a lot of Kara’s classes and I notice things about her. I know that your sister is, in fact, an alien and is probably related to Superman. Which, if she is, would make her Kryptonian. I know this for a fact because, as I mentioned before, Lex is crazy obsessed with Superman and other aliens. He spends most of his days now trying to find ways to rid the world of aliens. Also, Kara shows signs of having similar powers as him, and it’s pretty clear that she worships a different god. One named Rao.” Lena said with a raised eyebrow, changeling Alex to disagree with what she said.

“Fine! You're right. But if you tell anyone else I swear..." Alex began to threaten.

"I won’t. I promise I won’t tell anyone. Especially with someone like Lex hanging around. I would hate to put an innocent life in danger, and I’m scared to see what Lex would do if he knew an alien was living right here in Midvale, right under his nose.” Lena told her honestly.

Alex looked into her eyes, searching for any signs that Lena might be lying to her. She found nothing to indict a lie. "I believe you when you say you won’t tell anyone, but don't make me regret it." Alex said with a pointed look. "Anyway, everything was fine then Kara came crashing into my life. Literally. Her superhero cousin didn’t want her and left her on our doorstep. That was when everything in my life changed. My parents had less and less time for me. My mother is always expecting me to grow up and be mature, always expecting me to be my sister’s babysitter like I have no friends that I want to hang out with or schoolwork I need to get done. I just feel like in my mother's eyes, I have no life outside of looking after Kara. Which only got worse when my father, who gave everything he had to protect Kara, died." Alex confessed, her voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and longing. "I've just been trying to be strong for everyone, but it's nice to talk to someone who understands."

"That's really tough," Lena said bluntly, though her empathy was still shining through.

“It is, isn't it?” Alex said with a humorless laugh.

"We both deserve better." Lena told Alex with a serious look on her face. I’m always being judged and ridiculed for being too much of a Luthor by strangers on the streets and in school. Then I go home to be compared to my 'perfect' brother and ridiculed for not being Luthor enough by mother and father. And then there is you, who has a mother who stopped seeing you and your greatness when Kara came along, which is wrong." She shook her head in disappointment. "We both deserve better."

Alex hummed in agreement. There was a moment of silence before a car horn sounded, causing both girls to jump and look around.

"There’s my sister," Alex said, nodding toward the truck parked across the street. "Are you sure you’re going to be okay? I’m sure Kara won’t mind giving you a lift home," she asked, sounding a bit worried.

Lena reassured her with a warm smile, "Yes, I’ll be fine, Alex. My friend Jack just texted me to let me know that his practice will be finished soon, and then he’ll be around to pick me up. But if you are still concerned," Lena offered, "how about we swap numbers so I can text you as soon as he picks me up? So, you know I am safe."

"Sure, that would be great," Alex agreed with a sigh of relief. She handed her unlocked phone to Lena and accepted Lena's phone in return.

"There you go," Lena said, giving Alex her phone back. "I will text you later, and I’ll see you tomorrow," she added with a shy look in her eyes.

Alex smiled. "You sure will. I have to go now, but we will talk soon. Bye, Lena."

"Bye, Alex," Lena called. "And hey, one day, we will get the family we always wanted," Lena promised her.

Lena Luthor (5:30PM): Hey, it’s Lena. I just wanted to say that I think becoming a doctor is a great idea and you will be amazing in whatever you choose to do in life.

Lena Luthor (5:31PM): Also I’m home safe. See you tomorrow.

The better Alex (5:35pm): That is very sweet of you to say, thank you. I’m glad you are home safe. See you tomorrow.

Lena Luthor (5:40pm): Do you mind me asking why Kara is allowed to drive if your mother doesn’t like teenagers driving? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.

The better Alex (5:41pm): No, it’s fine. Kara is allowed to drive because she’s Kara. Mom lets her get away with pretty much everything.

Lena Luthor (5:45pm): That’s just stupid, if you are going to let one child do something then both children should be allowed to do it.

The better Alex (5:46pm): Agreed.

Lena Luthor (5:46pm): Maybe we can complain about being the unloved sibling together?

The better Alex (5:47pm): That would be nice to have someone on my side for a change.

Lena Luthor 5:48pm): I will always be on your side.

The better Alex (5:50pm): Ditto. The End.

#alex danvers #lena luthor #Alex Danvers x Lena Luthor #Friendship #Alex Danvers & Lena Luthor #Alex Danvers & Lena Luthor Friendship #Bad Parent Lionel Luthor #High School au #Bad Parent Eliza Danvers #Bad Parent Lillian Luthor

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BLUNDERDOME XXI

AUDIO / VISUAL DJ Set by @389 aka HYPRFNK

GENRES: Bass, Breaks, Grime, Garage, Electro, Breakbeats, Hardcore, Jungle, Hard Techno, Breakcore, Throwbacks, Rave 130-180bpms

Tracklist

Di Barsotti - Can You Believe What Happen

Big Animal Theory - Give It Back

Enya, Alex Index - Only Time Edit

Fonzo - Bad Dreams

Daffy - Crooked

Kendrick Lamar - BABY KEEM (HABIBEATS EDIT)

Yeke Sefl -Master v1

PESO PLUMA X SOTOLO - ELLA BAILA SOLA

Christina Aguilera - Genie In A Bottle (Levi Mann Edit)

Levdrac - Best of me

ARTAN - Spencer Elmer She’s A 10 But... [DJ Jackum Edit]

Novelist x Mumdance - 1 Sec (Bushbaby Bootleg)

RANA - Baddadan Dub [airspace records]

Friend Within - RENEGADE MASTER (efan bootleg)

RUN (efan bootleg)

Lewis Aung - Check1

Bianca Oblivion & ONHELL - SINAIS SPICE (Oblivion Edit)

Bianca Oblivion & ONHELL - SINAIS GIRLS (Oblivion Edit)

Basement Jaxx, Joku - Where’s Your Head At

Benkins - Rock The Microphone

Drake - Daylight (borne Remix)

Eliza Rose & Interplanetary Criminal - B.O.T.A. (Baddest Of Them All) (Justus Edit)

Seul Ensemble - The Ultimate Sex Track

SZG - Behind The Spirit And Soul

Omni Trio- Renegade Snares (Portway Re-Animation)

Yeah Yeah Yeahs, A-Trak - Heads Will Roll (Disaffected Bootleg)

Jamie McLellan - Generation Rave

Friend Within - Renegade Master (Tee Baghead Mix)

Lia Catreux - BAMBAM

Maté - Post Epidemic Boys

DJ Coraçãozinho - Sex on Bq

Toadmilk - Breaking Mind

#dj set #dj mix #mix #live #turntable #electronic #enya #eliza rose #interplanetary criminal #yeah yeah yeahs #rave #Youtube

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Hey hope you have I nice day, I LOVE you sweetheart series but I was just curious on what farah and valeria thoughts of sweetheart, do they also have a crush on her or do they see as an enemy(valeria), again hope you have a lovely day

Hello! Thank you, I hope you have a wonderful day as well! ❤️💓

And omg they don't hate her at all LMAO

I kinda dislike when girls hate each other over men. Even tho, yes, it can do good for the story and writers can do whatever tf they want, I like when they communicate their emotions on WHY they feel like that, instead of ruining a good friendship they have!

Farah and Sweetheart are actually really good friends! Even though Farah thinks that Sweetheart is weird as SHIT (I mean hell, who doesn't) and questions her thinking process everytime she sees Sweets, but she's a hell of a good fighter and has been there when other people weren't.

Farah values Sweetheart's kindness cause WHEW YK SHE NEEDS IT MY POOR BABY

Sweetheart tells her stories of her whacky adventures she has by herself and with her team constantly when she visits or when she calls like she's CALLING A NEIGHBOR LOL

Farah: Sweetheart? Why are you-- how are you calling me? Hang up, they can trace this!

Sweetheart, laughing: Don't worry, Don't worry! I'm using an old burner phone that isn't even on the market anymore. Now I need to tell you what happened at the base today.

Farah, speed walks to a secluded area: Oh girl shit, tell me what happened

YK THEY GOSSIP TO EACH OTHER ITS JUST A FACT

Sweetheart: AND THEN SHE HAD THE NERVE TO SAY "OH-- I never even finished it" SO IT PUSHED US BACK FOR LIKE A WEEK

Farah: NOOOOOO WHAT A BITCHASS MOVE

Sweetheart: RIGHT???

And omg I see Farah teaching Sweetheart how to cook her home food (have you noticed that I'm a foodie. Have you noticed I really like food) and Sweetheart bringing dishes she made at the base so Farah and her soldiers can try!

Farah, eating her mac and cheese: Sweetheart oh my God this is amazing!

Sweetheart: 🥹

Soldier: Are you taken yet?

Farah: BACK THE FUCK OFF AND EAT YOUR FOOD AND SHUT UP

Sweetheart: 😰

Istg Farah is like a damn cat, protecting Sweets from hands in MARRIAGE LOL

But Farah was quite confused about her team. Why do they all look at her like that? And she's not doing anything about it?? WOAH WATCH YOUR HAND SOAP--

Laswell had to explain it to her.

Farah, shocked: wait... so they ALL LIKE HER!?

Laswell: I would say it's 'love', but basically yeah

Farah, looking at Alex: So... All of them?

(Farah x Alex forever, Sweetheart can go suck a carrot)

(Y E S IM HATING ON MY OWN CREATION SHUT U P)

Farah was so heartbroken when she found out that Alex loved Sweetheart romantically. She honestly found that out herself when she saw Alex had a fond look in his eyes looking at Sweetheart

And Farah kinda-- just accepted it? Like she didn't want to interfere with the two, so it was like an Angelica and Eliza story (ANGST??1?1??11?) So she would just smile and ignore the pit she felt in her heart everytime she saw them together.

But one night Farah couldn't take it anymore and just ignored Sweetheart for like two whole days. Sweetheart ain't about that 😡 nah uh no ma'am

Sweetheart: Farah!

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's arm: Farah please. What is going on with you?

Farah, not looking at Sweetheart: Nothing.

Sweetheart, not buying it: Farah come on- even a blind man would see that something is wrong. You can talk to me! We're friends--

Farah, breaking Sweets hold: Just... Leave me be, please.

Sweetheart, sad: Did I do something wrong? Please-

Farah: No, you didn't do anything wrong I just--

Sweetheart: Then what's going on--

Farah: I like Alex, okay!?

(It was silent)

(Farah didn't want to look at Sweetheart, but she saw her hands waving frantically. She looks up confused, now seeing Sweetheart smiling ear to ear and fanning her eyes)

Sweetheart, wheezing: You like Alex! Holy hell, I KNEEWWW IT- I knew it I knew it

Sweetheart, hands in her hair: ARGH I OWE LASWELL SO MUCH FUCKIN MONEY SHIT

Farah:

Farah: Pardon?

Sweetheart: GIRL PLEASE I knew you liked Alex a long time ago! I just-- didn't say anything cause I didn't want to pressure you.

Farah, relaxed: Ah... I see. You're not- You're not mad?

Sweetheart: Mad!? Why in the world would I be mad at you liking someone I know?

Farah: Well... I didn't want you to see it as me taking your..."friend." Also, I don't think he likes me back.

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's cheeks: Farah, have you seen yourself? You're absolutely beautiful! Of course he would like you.

Oh.

Oh my.

Farah felt warm and tingling when Sweetheart said that. With honesty. With her smile. She meant it. "You're beautiful."

"Have you seen yourself? You're beautiful."

Her big, warm hands held Farah's cheeks softly, like too much pressure would break her.

(FARAH GOIN THRU IITTTT) (Farah bi-curious moment? AHAHAHAH)

Sweetheart told Farah that she would help her win Alex, so it's a GIRL POWER type friendship they got goin on and I love it

With Valeria... as I said in another ask, they're like freinemies (did I even spell that right) Sweetheart don't really like her cause she works for the cartel and drugs BUT SHE A BUSINESS WOMAN

Omg when they were interrogating Valeria, Sweetheart was SWEATING-- SHE WAS SCARED FOR HER LIFE (she had some... troubles with the cartel in the past)

But omg she was so nervous

Sweetheart: If you mitch-match blacks, YOU DIE

Alejandro: SWEETHEART

Sweetheart: WHAT!? MIXING BLACKS IS A CRIME IN ITSELF

(Valeria was fucking cackling in there)

Valeria, smirking: I don't think you'll get very far with this if she's with you

Sweetheart: I AM WALKING BACK AND FORTH

Valeria sees Sweets as entertainment, because she knows how nervous and hyper Sweets can get when she's around

Valeria teases the SHIT outta Sweetheart constantly (Val gonna give her a heart attack fr fr)

She questions Sweets actions alot tho

Valeria: ...How did you even get up there?

Sweetheart, holding onto a high pole to get away from Valeria:

Sweetheart: uh- out of fear

GIRL HOW YOU GONNA BE SCARED OF A WOMAN SHORTER THAN YOU COME ON

Valeria thinks it's impressive how she collects men like Pokémon

Valeria: You have my ex wrapped around your manicured finger.

Valeria, smirking: Good on you, pez globo.

Sweetheart:

Sweetheart: h u h

And Valeria popped the question to her

Valeria: Why are you afraid of me?

Sweetheart, getting nervous: I'm... sorry?

Valeria: I have seen you take down men like they're flies. I have seen you use many weapons like they're second nature. Yet you're afraid of me?

Sweetheart: I just--

(She looks away, unconsciously rubbing her right forearm with her hand. Her eyes dim, holding a dark story she obviously doesn't to say.)

Sweetheart: What you do... is dangerous. So obviously I'm-- I'm gonna be afraid of you.

Valeria:

Valeria: I see.

(Did I just give Sweetheart trauma- what the flying fuck why do I do this everytime with characters-- I WAS TRYING MY BEST NOT TO GIVE HER ANY UGH)

#cod x y/n #cod mw2 #black fem reader #valeria garza #valeria x reader #valeria cod #modern warfare headcanons #cod incorrect quotes #farah x reader #farah x alex #farah cod #girl friendship #alex x reader #cod imagine #cod alex #cod oc #141 sweetheart #hunter's ask lounge ☕️

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Strangers in the night - Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Part 20:

“Today we are joined by an amazing actress, director, and screenwriter. You’ve seen her in films like Red Sparrow, Lady Bird, and the Divergent trilogy. Please welcome, Y/n Cole,” called out James Corden and I walked out from the back.

I sat on the sofa and before we started he introduced the other guest. Ellen fucking Pompeo. “Oh my god hi,” I stood up and Ellen spread her arms with a wide smile. “Hi!” She said and we hugged. “I am fangirling, so sorry,” we all sat down. “I’m guessing you’re a Grey’s Anatomy fan, Y/n,” started James. “Are you kidding? I live and breathe by Grey’s Anatomy,” I said and the crowd laughed along with Ellen. “It’s season 15 now, who is your favorite character at the moment?” “Ugh… I looove Meredith,” I glanced at Ellen and she smiled. “I truly think since Derek died, she’s a better character in general. I love Jo, oh Amelia, she’s the best. Alex is one of my favorites too, along with Bailey. I can’t choose!” I sighed and shook my head. “Do you watch the show often?” Asked James. “Oh yeah. Very often. Actually, I made my girlfriend watch it with me, so we started at the beginning,” I said, already nervous about what was coming now that I mentioned Scarlett. James saw the opportunity and with a smile, he started talking. “Now that you’ve mentioned, you just went public with your girlfriend who’s none other than Scarlett Johansson,” he said and the crowd erupted in cheers and I just shyly smiled. “I was genuinely surprised when I saw your post. I haven’t heard any rumors or that kind of talk around the two of you,” he said. “That was a struggle, believe me,” I chuckled, and then so did the crowd. “We did our very best to lay low at all times. And we just shot Jojo Rabbit so it was very important for us not to look like we’re just trying to promote the movie, so we just laid low for a while now.” “But you’re happy?” Asked James and I smiled very widely just knowing how happy I actually am. “I can’t even describe how happy I am. It just feels… right,” I explained even though I could barely put my feelings into words.

***

“Please water them Scar, they're gonna die if you don’t,” I basically whined as she helped me move my suitcases into the car outside. “I will water your plants every day,” she let the suitcase over to my driver who put it in the truck. “Thank you,” I said and he sat behind the wheel. “Have fun and text me when you can. I’ll bring Rose when I can,” Scarlett took my hands. Smiling cutely. “I will. I’ll miss you but it’s gonna be fun when I come home,” I smiled and she nodded. “It sure will.” “Okay, I need to leave. I love you,” I gave her a long kiss before pulling her in a hug. “I love you too.”

I got into the car and we made our way to the airport where I got on the plane and took off to Massachusetts.

On the plane I’ve read the script multiple times, memorizing my bigger parts.

When I touched down I checked into the hotel and because we have a tight schedule, the table read was just 2 hours after my landing.

Getting all my essentials for the rest of the day and I was at the office in no time.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so comfortable going into a new project. I’ve worked with the director before, I’ll have Flo there and Timmy, and the only thing I was nervous about is Meryl Streep. I don’t think I need to explain that.

I walked into the room and I spotted Florence right away, who was speaking to Emma Watson and Eliza Scanlen. There was Greta Gerwig at the front table talking with probably the producers. I didn’t see Timothée anywhere so I quickly texted him but then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I was faced with the icon herself, Meryl Streep. “I didn’t mean to scare you, sorry. I just wanted to say hi, before we start,” she said and I was just standing there, my mouth dry. The next thing I know something just hit me in the back. Like a crumpled piece of paper. Quickly cleaned my throat and answered. “Sorry,” I chuckled. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m such a big fan of yours, but I’m sure you get this from everyone,” I mumbled, trying to not faint. “Oh well, it’s not the same from everyone, so thank you. But, I must say I’m also a fan of your work. Red Sparrow was amazing,” said MERYL STREEP. I can’t wait to tell my dad about this. “Wow, uhm… thank you so much. It means a lot,” I smiled and with a hand on my shoulder once again she stepped away and went over to Greta. Timmy literally jumped to my side and I’m sure he heard everything because he had a big smile on his face, his eyebrows almost meeting with his hairline from the excitement. “That was siiick,” he whisper-yelled and shook me by the shoulders. “I just can’t believe that happened,” I said. I spoke with everyone a little, and I was really excited about this movie.

After we all got our seats, Greta spoke a few words and we started.

We had such a great time. Everyone was laughing and when something emotional happened we all paid attention to those who were in the scene.

Around 8 pm we finished and it was amazing. We all had great chemistry with each other so I think this is gonna work out really well.

“Do you guys want to go have dinner? I know a great place,” I suggested and most of them accepted the invite.

Timothée, Florence and I got into one car and Emma, Eliza, James and Laura into the other one. Laura needed a little convincing to tag along because she said “I’m too old to go with all of you”, but she’s way too cool not to come with us.

We all fell into conversation pretty quickly as we got to the restaurant. Everyone was talking to someone and I think everyone felt comfortable with one another. “So you get to experience both Noah and Greta’s directing methods, that must be interesting,” I said to Laura who was sitting next to me. “Yeah, it’s so fun. Both of them are so different but I’m sure they’ll have some similarities.” “You guys shot the whole of Marriage Story on film, right?” “Yes, but I’m sure Scarlett told you all about it,” she smiled cheekily. I smiled shyly and nodded. “She did, yeah. I love the story so much, it’s just so full of love and your character just seems so fun and cool,” I said. “It is an amazing story. Noah did such a great job with the script. But let’s not talk about work in off time too, I could barely get Scarlett away from her phone while working,” she bumped her shoulder to mine and I just smiled. “I uhm… we talked a lot that time yeah,” I said and Laura smiled knowingly. “Ah well her smile was different. She was happy and glowing. I think you surprised everyone, but I could tell it’s genuine. I’m glad you have each other.”

***

“Hello?” Heard the voice over the phone. “Scarlett? Baby, hi,” I mumbled as I saw her beautiful face on the screen. “Okay, you’re drunk. First day went well then,” she chuckled adorably. “It was so fun! Oh my God, Meryl Streep is amazing. She said Red Sparrow was amazing. Funny because I’m naked in that one,” I said while taking my dress off, but I accidentally stumbled onto the couch. “Careful there.” “I’m fine,” I threw the dress on the floor and made my way to the bed. “Take off your makeup before you go to bed, baby,” said Scarlett over the phone. “I don’t want to though,” I whined as I sat on the fluffy bed. “You’ll thank me tomorrow.” “Fine,” I sighed and moved to the bathroom. “How was your day?” I mumbled as I fidgeted with my skincare bag. “It was good. We had some reshoots for Endgame so it was fun,” she said. “Oh don’t tell me any spoilers or I’m gonna cry,” I started to take my makeup off. “I won’t, I won’t. I think you’re gonna like it though.” “Yeah? I’m sure you’ll look hot in it so I’m not worried,” I smirked at the screen and she just laughed. “I’ve never seen you this drunk before, how much did you have?” “Just a couple glasses to be honest,” I shrugged. “Aha, I’m not so sure about that.” “I’m telling you, it wasn’t a lot.” “If I text Laura, are you sure she’s gonna say the same thing?” I glanced down at the phone and a smile pulled on my lips. “No.” “Yeah, that’s what I thought, but I’m glad you’re already having fun. I’m sure it’s gonna be a great shoot.” “Oh my god, yeeees. I love everyone so much,” I threw the makeup wipes in the trash and rinsed my face with cold water before going back to the bedroom. “Take a painkiller in case this all goes to hell. And drink a lot of water.” “I’ve been drunk before, I know how this works Mom,” I chuckled. “I just want to make sure you’re okay, baby.” “I know, I know. Thank you for that,” I blew a kiss towards the screen. “Always. What’s the plan tomorrow?” She asked. As I could see, she was just lying in bed with glasses and a big sweatshirt on. The TV reflected from her glasses making it a bit difficult to see her eyes. “Rehearsals for the next week and just after that we start shooting. But I can’t waaaait, I’m so excited for this one. I just know that it’s gonna be so so good and fun,” I laid down in bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. “I’m excited for you and to see it. Have you done a period movie yet, I don’t think so, right?” “Not this old, no. The latest was the Gatsby I think,” I yawned while trying hard to focus on the conversation. “You should go to bed, Y/n,” Scarlett said as she got up from her bed. “I really should but I love talking to my girlfriend, she’s kinda fun you know,” I rolled over to my stomach, trying to get comfortable. “Yeah? Well, your girlfriend is not going anywhere so you can speak to her whenever you’re free.” “I know,” I said slowly, just looking at the screen and admiring how amazing she was. “I love you,” I said, still feeling the booze. “I love you too, you drunk. Go to bed, honey. Text me when you wake up, okay?” She said softly with the cutest smile on her face. “I will. I love you.” “I love you too, sleep well.” “You too.”

***

All the cast members filled up the room as we were waiting for Greta. Florence on my right side and Timothée on the left. Sunglasses on both of their faces, sliding off their chairs, heads tilted back. “How are you not dead?” Murmured Timmy as he pulled the hood of his sweater over his head. “I have an amazing girlfriend who takes care of me. And you crazy people just downed every glass you found on the table,” I gave him a bottle of water. “Thanks.”

“Alright everybody, I hope you had a good night's sleep. Today is like to go through some of the bigger monologues so we can work on those if it’s necessary,” Greta explained and as I looked at my friends, I quietly chuckled. “Today’s gonna be fun.”

#gxg #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson x female reader #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson imagines #scarlett johansson #timothee chamalet #florence pugh

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moistvonlipwig · 11 days

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9 10 16 please? :D (cwsg, i’m sorry)

aye aye cap'n 🫡 under the cut for length

9. worst part of canon

I think it has to be Mon-El, who is so very terrible that even now he is stealing my ability to kvetch about other things. ...Luckily, this is my blog, so I can do what I want. So the other worst part of canon was the demonization and eventual murder of Manchester Black at J'onn's hands in the same season that saw James cozying up to the Children of Liberty (WHY) and the Superfriends insisting that killing them (the neo-Nazi analogues), even to prevent them from killing their marginalized alien targets, was Wrong and Bad.

(Crisis on Earth-X was pretty bad, too. Not sure how it didn't occur to any of the higher-ups that putting their heroes in Nazi uniforms in order to make them ~Cool Villains~ was maybe kind of a super fucking antisemitic thing to do.)

10. worst part of fanon

I was sorely tempted to just answer this with "el problema es el racismo," but thinking on it further that is technically the worst part of fandom, whereas fanon is generally understood to mean (a) post-colonial Marxist philosopher Frantz Fanon or (b) fan-constructed canon, i.e. headcanons that have become popular and widely accepted by many people in a fandom (sometimes to the point where people mistakenly believe that these headcanons are canon). I've already talked about my problems with the "Kara is a genius"/"Krypton is Advanced™ and Earth is Primitive™" take, as well as the "Lena never really cared about James" take; other popular fanon ideas I can't stand include "Clark is an asshole" (no >:( I like Clark), "J'onn is Alex and Kara's space dad" (citation needed), and "Eliza Danvers is the best mom ever" (when, lest we forget, Alex's whole Deal is a direct result of her Not being the best mom ever lol). Um...there's probably more but to be honest I'm blanking on what they would be.

16. you can’t understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Hm, well, I could talk about general fanfic tropes I don't get but I prefer to stay fandom-specific in order to maximize damage from my biting and maiming. So I'll just expand on what I commented on your earlier post: I don't understand the appeal of the trope where Kara shows Lena Disney movies or imparts upon her the True Meaning of Christmas and thus transforms her life from one of forever sadness to one of joyful bliss. I'm not saying I don't like fics where Kara's presence in Lena's life improves her life -- ideally, I would imagine that both of them improve each other's lives. But the specific trope of "OMG, Lena had an abnormally wealthy and abusive childhood and thus has never done [normative thing for American (Christian) children to do that there is no canon evidence she hasn't done and also that is not necessary for healthy childhood psychological development], we must rectify this immediately!!!" baffles me.

#just once i would like to read a fanfic where a character who loves christmas or disney movies #comes across a character who hates the holidays or has never seen disney movies #and then through their love and friendship the first character learns to hate christmas and disney too <3 love wins #sideguitars #up up and away

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silveragelovechild · 7 months

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Mike Flanagan, creator and director of “The Fall of the House of Usher” (Netflix) is well know for casting a repertory of actors in his productions (including his wife Kate Siegal). He must have been binge watching a lot of science fiction when he was casting this new show. I count at least 7 actors in prominent roles who are well known for appearing in other scifi projects.

Mike Flanagan - Director/Writer

Annabeth Gish - She play Eliza Usher, the crazy mother, in episode one. Of course she also played Scully’s replacement Monica Reyes in the X Files.

Bruce Greenwood - He stars in the series as Roderick Usher. Of course he also played Captain Pike in the Star Trek film Reboot.

Mark Hammill - He’s the slimy family lawyer Arthur Pym. But the world knows him as Luke Skywalker in Star Wars.

Nicholas Lea - He has the recurring role of the judge in the series. Everyone remembers him as the traitorous Alex Krycek in X Files.

Mary McDonnell - She plays Madeline Usher, Roderick’s ruthless sister. She also played the President of the 12 Colonies in the Battlestar Galactica reboot.

T'Nia Miller- she plays Roderick’s deceitful daughter Victorine LaFourcade. Recently she had roles in both Foundation & Peripheral.

Michael Truco - He plays Roderick’s ruthless boss Rufus Griselda. But he also played Anders, a human freedom fighter who learns he’s one of the Final Five in Battlestar Galactica.

#netflix #the fall of the house of usher #Michael Flanagan #mark Hamill #luke skywalker #Annabeth Gish #x files #nicholas lea #battlestar galactica #michael trucco #Mary McDonnell

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cardcaptorsakura96 · 9 months

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Through Susie's Eyes

I did this for the Writing Workshop Week 1: Show & Tell from @bettsfic and @books. Hope you guys enjoy!

Fandom: Supergirl

Characters: Original Character Susie The Doll, Kara Danvers, Eliza Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers, Original Characters-Ari Arias and Jonas Arias

Summary: A doll is given to a teenage girl. Will she treasure it or think it is something trivial?

Word Count: 3401

Susie sat on the box counting the stokes the spider made on his web ahead of her. It was the only lively thing in this place in recent months. Or had it been years. It is really too hard to tell. She is in the attic after all. There is a window in front of her, but it is all smudged. You can only tell if it is night or day. She tried to listen for sounds, but heard none. She sighed. Once the younger girls had moved out of the house, no one was really ever around except the mother. However, that is barely true. She is only here to sleep and is then off to who knows where.

Susie felt a shift in the box she was sitting on. The side of the box had lost stability and began to tear. It caused the side of the box that Susie was on to dip and she fell down to the ground. She fell on her side grateful that the box also didn’t come tumbling down on her. She looked in front of her and saw her reflection in the mirror. She knew that her looks had degraded, but didn’t know it had gotten this bad. Her button eyes were sagging, her dress was torn, her red hair was missing in chunks and the ones that were left were frazzled, her shoes were scuffed, and her hands (or could she even call them hands since she didn’t have fingers), had small puffs of cotton coming out. Her blue ribbons were completely missing and the trim of her dress was now a grayish color. She always hated that mirror because it showed her imperfections every single time. Looking at herself made her think about what she looked like in her former glory when she met her person, Kara.

Long Ago

Susie was in a box with the other Susie dolls at the Tree General Store. All of them looked the same: red braided pigtails with a blue ribbon at the end, a blue long sleeve dress with a white ribbon going around the middle, white trim going around the end of the sleeves and the bottom of the dress, white socks, black penny loafer shoes, black button eyes, a red button nose, and a black stitch smile. The dream of a doll was to be picked by their person and go to their forever home. The waiting was brutal. She heard of dolls having to wait years to be picked by their person.

Susie felt fortunate that she was only on the shelf for a week. The mother had picked her up. Usually, most parents are happy or at least content picking up the toy for their child. However, she noticed that this mom looked really sad and a little bit frazzled.

“Bringing a child a doll should be a joyous occasion,” thought Susie as they headed to the checkout line.

Despite this perplexing display of emotion, Susie couldn’t help but be excited about the child she was about to meet. She dreamed of all the new toys she would get to meet and all the tea parties they would get to have. She snapped out of her daydream when she realized the car had stopped.

The mother took her inside. It was a nice house from what Susie could tell. There was a spacious living room. They ended up making a stop in the kitchen. The mother took her out of the box and placed her into a pink small bag surrounded by tissue paper.

“This is it! I will finally meet my person!” thought Susie excitedly.

Susie could tell they were on the move again and that it sounded like they were heading up some stairs. After a little bit, she heard a knock.

“Kara, is it okay if I come in”

“You can come in, Eliza,” said Kara softly.

Susie heard the mother shuffle forward, but then stopped. It was silent for a minute until Susie felt the bag being handed over to Kara.

“I know that you have been having nightmares since you have gotten here. I know this isn’t much, but I thought it would help.”

“Nightmares. That is terrible. I hope I can bring some comfort to this child,” thought Susie.

She felt hands go into the bag and wrap around her waist pulling her up. As she faced her new person, they both stared at each other baffled. Well, if Susie could make faces it would be one of bafflement. Before her was not a child, but a teenage girl. She had heard horror stories about them. They were at the age where they grew out of playing with any toy and focus on more trivial things like make up, boys, and fashion. She felt her heart sink at the possibility that she may be thrown out a lot sooner than she thought.

Kara looked up to the mother and said, “Why did you give me a doll?”

The mother looked down nervously and said, “I know it may be silly. However, when i was younger, I had frequent nightmares. One thing that helped me through them was my doll Lilly.”

“But this thing can’t do anything!”

The mother sighed and said, “Sometimes, the best thing anyone can ask for is someone to listen.”

She kissed Kara’s forehead before heading out of the room.

Kara stared back perplexed at Susie.

Kara shook her head and said, “I don’t know why she thinks a doll can solve my problems.”

“I can listen though,” Susie thought hopefully.

“It is not like you can stop the nightmares of seeing my home planet explode every single night. You can’t stop the feeling I get that I am being followed by the phantoms from the phantom zone after staying there for so long. You can’t bring my family b…”

Kara broke into tears. She brought Susie into her chest hugging her hard. She then curled into little ball on her bed. Susie was shocked that a girl so young has gone through so much tragedy. She wished there was more that she could do for Kara, her person. All she can do is be by her side and be a sounding board.

Kara held her in her arms until she fell asleep. Susie wished for her sweet dreams. The next morning, she watched Kara wake up with a baffled look on her face.

“No nightmares,” said Kara bewildered.

She looked down at Susie and smiled.

“I guess Eliza was right about you.”

If Susie could smile, she would.

“I am not going to be thrown out!” she thought excitedly.

As much as she wished for having tea parties and other toys to talk with, Susie was happy with the groove that she and Kara developed. At the end of each day before bed, she would tell Susie about her day. It was mostly school and boys. It sounded like survival of the fittest to Susie, but Kara seemed to enjoy it. As Susie spent more time with Kara, she realized that she wasn’t your everyday child. She had a tendency of breaking things easily. Desk, chairs, walls, etc. You name it, she had at least broken it once. Normally, Susie would just think she was a klutz, but some of the things that she did seemed beyond human.

Susie didn’t really think anything of Kara’s behavior until she watched them float to the ceiling one night. Susie initially thought it was the phantoms Kara had talked about until Kara woke up and yelped. They instantly fell back to the bed.

“I can fly,” said Kara with a smile.

Susie watched as Kara proceeded to try to jump off the bed and fly but no success. After the twelfth time, she huffed and clutched Susie in her chest.

“I know I didn’t just imagine this,” huffed Kara.

She turned Susie over so that she was looking her directly in the face and asked, “You saw it, didn’t you Susie? I flew. I wonder if Clark would be willing to…”

She sighed as she fell on the bed while holding Susie.

“He barely sees me now. Why did I even think he could help me,” muttered Kara.

Susie hated whoever this Clark person was. Every time Kara mentions him the spirit always drains out of her eyes. She wishes she could provide more comfort to her. However, all she could do was watch.

Susie didn’t know how Kara did it, but she figured out how to fly. Whenever her sister Alex didn’t want to go with her, she would take Susie to fly at night. Sometimes they would just fly though the sky looking at the constellations. Other times, they would fly to the beach and sit in the sand making sand castles or just sit watching the waves roll in. Susie enjoyed these times with Kara the most because it was when Kara was the most at peace with herself. Her blue eyes would sparkle and the smile on her face just screamed joy. She admired how Kara went from being a scared teenager to a young adult.

“An adult,” Susie sighed.

For toys like Susie, the worse thing than watching your child become a teenager was to watch them become an adult. Some toys are lucky to stay with their person through their teenage years, but to stay as an adult. That was never heard of. As Kara’s graduation from high school grew closer, Susie dreaded it. She knew soon that she was going to meet her fate. A couple of days before Kara went to college, Susie was put face up in a box with a random assortment of items.

“I am being given away,” thought Susie sadly.

She felt the box on the move until everything stopped. She then felt them start driving.

“Let’s hope that I will be picked up by another girl that needs help,” thought Susie hopefully.

Susie was lost in thought until she felt the car stopped. Her heart sank that this was it. She felt them begin to move a while until they stopped and felt the box being placed on a hard surface. She watched the box open and was startled at what she saw: Kara.

She grabbed Susie and placed her on the desk next to her bed.

“I didn’t get left behind!”

If Susie could cry tears of joy, she would. She didn’t know what she did to deserve Kara. She talked to Susie less since entering college. She was busy with making new friends, doing new activities, and school. However, the conversations that they did have were more meaningful. Kara didn’t have a sense of direction of what she wanted to do in college. Susie thought that it had to do with Clark though. Kara would talk about her love of literature, writing, meeting new people, and fighting for people’s rights. She would be a perfect journalist. Susie would watch Kara make diagrams that took up the whole wall on what careers she could do. All Susie could do is sigh when she watched her do this.

“I hope she realizes that being in journalism won’t make her like that jerk Clark,” thought Susie.

It took Kara three years of denial, but Susie was glad that Kara came to the conclusion that journalism was the correct path all on her own. Once Kara embraced her career choice, she soared in all of her classes. She even got an internship at a famous magazine. Kara would often come back from the internship complaining about her boss, but overall loving the experience. Susie was just happy to see that Kara was finding her way in life.

One thing that Susie didn’t like is when people would come over. Sometimes, when people came over, Kara would turn her over and wrap a ribbon around her eyes and ears. She would stay like that until her guest left. Kara would always look flushed when she finally took the ribbons off of her.

“I hope you didn’t hear anything that would scar you for life Susie,” Kara chuckled.

She would say that every time. Susie wished she knew what it meant. She just hated the feeling that she was being put in time out. However, when she looked at Kara, it made her wonder if she was doing it for her benefit. At least, she hoped she was.

Soon Kara was graduating college. As she watched Kara leave for the ceremony in her black and gold gown, she wondered if she would be able to see what type of adult she will become as she gets older. She didn’t know what to expect. No toy she knew of has gotten this far.

“I don’t think she would abandon me now though,” thought Susie hesitantly.

As she sat in thought, she didn’t realize Kara came back until she placed her on top of a box and carried her out to the car. They drove back to her home. When they arrived, she placed her and the box at the door, and then she went to eat. Kara then left to meet with some friends. After a little bit, the mother came down and took the box and her to the attic.

As she saw the mother walking away leaving her there, Susie tried to scream, “No, I am meant to be with Kara. Don’t leave me here!”

However, no one could hear her screams. There, Susie has sat waiting for Kara’s return.

Present Day

As Susie laid on the dusty floor, she wondered if Kara even thinks of her and sighs.

“I hope that wherever you are, you are happy.”

Suddenly, Susie hears the attic door hope. She hears footsteps coming towards her and then stops.

“Are you sure you left her up here?”

A moment of silence happens before the footsteps continue.

“You don’t have to yell. It is just no one has seen her in years. I will be….Okay, Okay, I will look.”

The person starts walking again until their feet are now in her view. The person picked her up and Susie was surprised to see it was Alex.

Alex picked back up the phone and said, “I found Susie, but she is in bad shape.”

She remained silent a couple of minutes while listening to the other person on the other end. Susie wished she could hear what the other person was saying.

After a couple of more minutes, Alex sighed and said, “I know what to do.”

She disconnected the call and stared at Susie with a frown on her face.

“I was hoping you were in a better state. However, we still have time to get you ready before they arrive.”

“Who are they? What are you going to do to me?” thought Susie terrified.

After being in the attic for so long, parts of her wondered if they were going to send her off to a second hand shop or even worse, a garbage dump. Susie laid in despair as Alex brought them down to the kitchen. Susie watched as Alex went and brought back a sewing kit. She gradually fixed her eyes and sewed her new hair. She then took off her clothes and shoes, and placed Susie in the washer machine.

Susie hated the washer machine. It was dizzying and she couldn’t see what was going on with all the soap suds everywhere. The water made her body heavy. The only positive thing about the experience was that she didn’t have any dust or webs on her anymore. When Alex took her out, she thought the nightmare was over until she put her in the dryer. It made her lighter again, but it made her disoriented and hot. Once she got out of the dryer, she was really out of it. It took her a couple of minutes to realize that she was facing the phone and could see her reflection. She squealed internally with joy. She looked like her former self. Her dress looked like it was brand new, her pigtails were back, the trim on her dress were white and she now had ribbons. Her arms no longer had cotton coming out of them.

“I took the photo mom, and I sent it to you….Yes, I think they are going to love this.”

Alex turned to Susie with a smile and said, “You are really going to make a couple of people’s day.”

She placed Susie in a pink bag with tissue paper. It reminded her of the day she met Kara. She wonders if the people that Alex talked about were as nice as her. Susie thought that they were going to leave, but surprised they stayed in the kitchen. She suddenly hears a knock. Alex gets up and leaves her in the kitchen. Susie waits nervously.

“I got extremely lucky with Kara. Hopefully, these new people will be just as great,” thought Susie hopefully.

Susie suddenly felt the bag begin to move. They don’t move far though. A hand comes into the bag and picks her up. Once she gets out, she is overjoyed. In front of her is Kara with tears streaming down her face. She instantly hugs Susie very tightly.

“I thought that I lost you,” cried Kara.

Susie beamed inside. Kara never forgot about her. She just couldn’t find her. Kara looked up at Alex with a joyous expression on her face.

“Where did you find her?”

“She was in the attic.”

Kara frowned and said, “The attic? I never placed her there.”

Alex sighed and said, “I think mom did it by accident. I think she thought that you wanted Susie in storage with the rest of your things.”

“I think she did it on purpose,” Susie sulked to herself.

Kara scoffed at Alex and said, “As if I would put Susie in storage.”

Another woman came into Susie’s view and said, “So this is the infamous Susie.”

“Yes, Lena. The very one that Kara accused me of throwing away over the years which she still hasn’t apologized for.”

Kara sighed and said, “I am sorry. I should have known you wouldn’t do something like that. I think that I was just mad that I couldn’t find her and you were an easy target.”

Alex patted her on the back and said, “I understand. I know how much that doll means to you.”

“Do you really think that Alexa will like her though?” asked Lena,

Kara smiled proudly and said, “Alexa will love her. Susie is the best. She listens to your problems and makes everything better.”

“Really?” chuckled Lena.

“I know it sounds silly. However, when I first came to earth, I didn’t have an outlet. It was just nice to talk to her knowing that she was there to listen and not judge.”

Lena kissed Kara on the forehead and said, "I am glad to hear that darling.”

Kara looked down beaming at Susie and said, “Now it is time to introduce you to someone special.”

Kara brought Susie over to the couch where sat two car seats. One had a baby girl with black hair and green eyes that was clutching a brown bear. The other seat had a baby girl with blonde hair and blue eyes that was a little fussy.

“Wonder if she will throw Susie like every toy we have tried to give her,” murmured Lena.

Kara chuckled while shaking her head. She sat on the couch and pulled the blonde girl out of the car seat. She placed Susie in the baby girl’s arms.

“Alexa, I want you to meet Susie. She is the best friend and listener you will ever meet.”

Alexa looked down and smiled at Susie and grabbed her into a hug. Kara looked up at Lena with a smug look on her face.

“I told you she would like her.”

“Yes, you did. I am glad that we finally found something she likes,” said Lena, smiling softly.

Susie felt overjoyed. Not only did she get returned to Kara again, but now she will be a special friend to her daughter too. She knew that she could always depend on Kara, and she hoped that she could provide her daughter with the same level of comfort that she provided to Kara when she was younger.

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