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flameobitch · 10 months
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2023/2021
if this post gets at least 100 likes, then I will redraw the next art. this is not blackmail, I just need to know what exactly I should pay attention to🤷🏾‍♀️
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mitski · 1 year
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so much intensity in one scene 
from ( ◕‿◕) to (¬‿¬)
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supercatavalance · 6 months
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HAPPY SUPERCAT DAY !!
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Today marks 2 years since the end of Supergirl and especially 2 years since Supercat is endgame 🥹
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scribbling-punk · 4 months
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Where Plumerias Bloom - 14.
Her father would always switch between uninterested or over the top anger with her behavior, and those Andrea could handle, her nonchalance always bolstered by the belief that her father’s behavior was worse than hers.
This, though, feels horrendous. Cat has been nothing but warm and kind towards her, had welcomed Andrea into her home when she really didn’t need to and made her transition into working life as easy on her as possible despite not owing Andrea a single thing.
It’s why letting her down tonight—again—is damn near impossible to bear.
Andrea’s stomach churns and her chest feels tight, her buzz wearing off as the heavy cloak of despair settles around her shoulders.
Cat will forgive her. 
Deep down, Andrea knows that, but that’s perhaps what makes her feel ten times worse. Her father isn’t home enough for her to ever feel truly guilty around him—convinced that he is the one who owes an apology instead of her—but Cat seems to have all of the time in the world for her, and letting her down, upsetting her, causes acidic bile to scald the back of Andrea’s throat.
Lena’s probably gonna be pissed as hell with her, too, but at least there’s a distance between herself and those green eyes that can always cause her to back down.
“We’ll need to stop for gas.”
Andrea looks up when she hears Kara speaking, surprised to realize that she’s the one driving the car. Did Cat leave herself available to help Andrea if she suddenly needs it, or is she simply too upset to focus on the road in front of them? Whichever one it is—maybe even both—Andrea knows that it’s highly unlikely that she’ll be able to score some leniency from Cat this time around.
She feels like she needs to say something, anything, if only to break the ice that is suddenly thick beneath their feet once more. Maybe if she can somehow explain, beg even, then Cat will give her one last chance—one that Andrea is painfully aware that she hasn’t earned.
Sucking in a deep breath, she waits until Kara has left the car before she speaks.
Read chapter 14 of Where Plumerias Bloom early on Patreon.
Chapter 13 has now been added to AO3.
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lost-your-memory · 2 years
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See The Fire in Your Eyes
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It’s been a while, but I’m back on track. Thanks to the amazing @supergaysupercat​ who did this insane cover for my fic, I found both the inspiration and the motivation to start working again on this AU and get the last 5 chapters done. Open the pictures to see more details 👀 You can have a look at the dedicated tag on Tumblr  Please read the warning tags in the general tags and before each chapter. 
--- Summary :  When Cat chose to move onto a remote homestead she thought she knew all of the dangers awaiting her: unforgiving weather, hostile landscapes, ruthless outlaws, and revengeful Indians. Along comes the most wanted gunslinger in the whole country, and now Cat’s family, and heart, have never been in more danger ...
Characters :  Cat Grant - Kara Danvers - Lois Lane - Carter Grant - Alex Danvers - Astra Inze - Maxwell Lord - Hank Henshaw - Lucy Lane - Andrea Rojas - Nia Nal - Winslow Schott - Eve Tessmacher - Lena Luthor   See The Fire in Your Eyes (AO3)
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 (NSFW) Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 (NSFW) Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27
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theevangelion · 2 years
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Soulmates: Chapter VII
Catherine Grant wasn’t as horrendous as Kara once felt her to be.
“Kara?” She leaned around her door on a single high heel, swinging a little almost. “The designers have sent over dresses. I need you to organise what I’m keeping and what I’m sending back.”
“Oh sure, of course. I’m covering the op-ed from the children’s hospital fundraiser gala. Can I get you a temp to help you?”
“Kara,” Cat said quietly, her expression flattening almost imperceptibly. “Does it look like a give a fuck about your extra-curriculars? In here, now please, I’m losing white blood cells and collagen with every passing second of the ennui that comes with reminding you of your job…”
“Yes Ma’am.” Kara pushed away lightly from her desk and stood up without a second word, following her boss into the executive office. “Oh!” Her eyes went wide and bright as she glanced at the navy silk with a thigh slit hung on the rack. “Okay, whatever that one is, the colour is beautiful.”
“You think so?” Cat quirked an odd look. “I thought it was a little too warm…”
“For your skin tone?” Kara balked. “Are you kidding? Don’t you remember the photographs from the front row at Paris Fashion Week? I think you were wearing… I can’t remember. It was like a silk blouse and wide legged pant, and it was all navy, just like that colour there.” Kara pointed with a beaming smile. “I remember seeing that photo and thinking…wow.”
“Must have been someone else.” Cat rolled her eyes. “I haven’t been to Paris Fashion Week since at least 2014. After the krav maga incident with Anna Wintour? Battle lines were drawn. It’s very much the Tupac and Biggie of the publishing world. I steer clear of Paris and London Fashion Week, and she knows laying a single footstep on the Oscars red carpet would be tantamount to a drive-by shooting,” Cat said in her refined, clipped way that breezed over the absurdity.
“No, it was definitely you, probably a year or two before that.” Kara nodded and thought nothing of it.
“You could have only been what…” Cat snorted slightly. “A teenager?”
“Mhm.” Kara never took her eyes off the navy dress.
It reminded her of home, her childhood bedroom, and the magazine cut-outs stuck up on the wall that she saved from whatever fancy lifestyle and fashion magazines she could get her hands on.
Kara continued, “I thought you were the most elegant, beautiful woman I had ever seen. I mean, I was a kid, what did I know about fashion?” Kara shrugged and glanced over at her boss. “I wore dungarees and flannel every day—still do when I’m not at work. But, you know, I saw that photograph and figured…I wanted to dress like that one day. I wanted to look that immaculate and ladylike, just like that, put together and pretty, one day.”
In her own world, Kara imagined what Lena would look like in that colour on her creamy ivory skin, her pristine painted red lips, and some beaming carpet ready grin. Lena’s skin was a little cooler toned, Kara imagined emerald, then ruby red, before settling on emerald again.
The green would bring out her eyes, she thought.
Kara flinched, a certain warmth spreading on her hip, right on that spot that never seemed to get any clearer, yet somehow never looked the same for more than a sporadic, ever-shortening period of a few days a time.
“Kara?” Cat’s voice sounded a little softer—maybe just somewhat flattered.
“Mhm?”
“The next time I want a blow-by-blow of your…rather sad, Charlotte’s Web, Wizard Of Oz, there’s no place like home existence of a childhood, back in Shitsville, Nowhere”—There was absolutely no sting in the way she said it and Kara understood perfectly that none was intended—“I will listen to your TedTalk on how you became the foremost expert in the holistic control of high blood pressure in the elderly with advanced-onset Alzheimer’s disease, by boring them, slowly, lulling them into a state of calm, with stories nobody cares to hear.”
“Miss Grant, that one was impressive even for you.”
“I know.” Cat pushed a small, slow smile. “Put that one in the return pile.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
Read all 33 chapters right HERE, along with sneak peeks for a new Alpha Daddy Kara x Virgin Omega Lena story, 59 chapters of The Tying Of Hands all completed, and some additional chapters to Alpha Sub too!
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nimrism · 1 month
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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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kuekyuuq · 2 months
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Kara's orientation? - Pilot vs. rest of the show...
Kara Danvers:
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Also Kara Danvers:
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...😉😏
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I mean, technically, as an alien / Kryptonian who dated humans and a Daxamite, she's at least pan [Etymology: Ancient Greek: πᾶν, romanized: pan, meaning "all"] so she didn't lie back in the pilot?
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flameobitch · 9 months
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2023/2021
always responsible for my words
This painting is also related to the next in line. 100 likes and you will see what is there)))
"И мир утих : затихли птицы, крики, стоны. Трепетало сердце разбиваясь в дребезги вдоль дороги. Лишь ветер развивал их повесть. Повесть о герое, что разбился вслед за своей любовью."
literal translation (everyone remembers that my English is very bad, right? I warned you)
"And the world froze: the birds, screams, groans subsided. The heart fluttered, breaking on the road. Only the wind developed their history. The story of a hero who crashed after his love."
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teach-sea · 14 hours
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supercatavalance · 11 months
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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH 🌈🌈🌈
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scribbling-punk · 3 months
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Where Plumerias Bloom - 15.
The first thing Kara notices when she comes ‘round is the smell. It’s strong, sterile, bleach-like with perhaps a little ammonia and she’s startlingly aware that she’s no longer in Miss Grant’s office. There’s still a hint of perfume in the air, though, the floral kind that her boss was wearing this morning, and Kara wonders if Miss Grant is still nearby.
Cracking her eyes open, Kara has to fight against the urge to instantly close them again against the glare of the fluorescent lights directly above her.
Instead, she narrows them and allows her eyes a moment to adjust before she turns her head to one side. Cat Grant is camped out in the chair next to Kara’s hospital bed. She is fast asleep, but there’s still a frown etched across her features. Kara isn’t entirely sure what happened, but it must have been something dramatic for her boss to accompany her to the hospital and remain by her side.
It must have been something that scared her.
Kara sighs softly as a nurse quietly enters the room, the older woman smiling down at her as she checks her IV and her vitals.
“Your friend here hasn’t moved from your side since the ambulance brought you in,” the nurse tells her, looking up briefly as she makes a note on Kara’s chart. “You were lucky someone was with you.”
Kara frowns and glances towards a still-sleeping Cat.
“What happened?” she croaks out, her voice still thick with sleep. “How long have I been here?”
“You passed out at work,” the nurse offers a sympathetic smile, “you’ve been here for a few hours. You don’t remember waking up?” Kara shakes her head and groggily slides a little further up the bed as the nurse helps to adjust the pillows behind her. “You woke up pretty soon after you got here and the doctor gave you some medicine to help you settle down…. You were a little confused and anxious.”
Cat stirs in the chair and the nurse shoots Kara one last smile before the bustles out of the room.
“Oh,” tired, brown eyes briefly widen as Cat realizes that Kara is awake. “Hey there.” Her smile is strained, overruled by the concern that creases her brow, “how are you feeling?”
Read chapter 15 of Where Plumerias Bloom early on Patreon.
Earlier chapters can be found on AO3.
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experience-camera · 2 days
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