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spideyhina236 · 6 months
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Happy Birthday Lena Luthor 😊💜
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casualsavant · 6 months
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Prompt 14 - Midnight
Lena has always been afraid of falling. When she figures out that Kara and Supergirl are the same person, she plummets. Can Lena make it through the many midnights without her?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51082459
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rustingcat · 1 year
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femaleheroes · 1 year
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Not to mention the coziest apartment with the best roommate.
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aqueerchronicle · 4 months
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Just a little birthday update!
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sprqpointintern · 1 year
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happy birthday lena! 🎉🎂🥳
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theothername · 1 year
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Things to tell yourself every day.
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wonderbutch · 6 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LENA I LOVE YOUU
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crime-wives · 6 months
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guys, guys, guys, it’s lena luthor’s 30th birthday today!!
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appropriatelystupid · 6 months
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Happy *checks notes* 30th ?!?!?! Birthday, Lena Luthor
October 24, 1993
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spideyhina236 · 1 year
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Happy Birthday Lena Luthor🥳💜
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weinzapfel · 6 months
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Happy birthday, Lena Luthor ❤️
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casualsavant · 6 months
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Happy 30th birthday Lena Kieran Walsh Luthor-Danvers! Scientist, Engineer, CEO, aunt to Ruby, godmother to Esme. No better friend, no worse enemy.
It takes incredible strength to be as vulnerable as you are, especially when the entire world has let you down. And to me, that is heroic too.
I hope your friends spoil you rotten and your wife kisses you senseless because you deserve so much love.
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Ooh I'd love to hear 27 for Lena 😂
27. What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
For Lena, the worst gift was no gift at all.
Her first birthday at the Luthors, and the little girl woke up with the first tiny bit of hope and happiness in her little heart.
Her birthdays, as far as she could remember in her young life, were always happy days. Not grand, in any sense. But the tiny cottage by the cliffs would be filled with a warm, rich scent of the sponge cake baking in the oven, and her mother would always let her sneak a small piece before the cake was even decorated. The sponge would be buttery and soft in Lena’s mouth, and when she exclaimed at the taste, her mother would get a soft look in her eyes and cup her cheek gently, wiping crumbs from her mouth.
No matter how lean the year had been, there would always be a present waiting for Lena at the table, lovingly wrapped by her mother's hand in shiny paper. Most times it would be a cheap pair of shoes or a plastic toy or an old book from a thrift shop - all her mother could afford - but Lena would treasure each as if it were gold.
But where were they now? Discarded by the Luthors as cheap trinkets the minute she moved into their household.
But today, she has a little bit of hope. After all, her mother always showed her that birthdays are special days.
Lena waits at the breakfast table. Lex is at boarding school, she misses him dearly. Lionel is already at LuthorCorp. Lillian has spared a rare moment to sip her morning coffee before heading out the door, and Lena's spirits lift in anticipation.
But nothing comes. No acknowledgment as the maid approaches with her lunch box and book bag. It's not even Lillian who bids her farewell, but rather the housekeeper who tells her to hurry along or she'll be late for school.
Breakfast comes and goes, and Lena is ushered into the family limo without acknowledgment.
She keeps her expectations low throughout the school day, but a little part of her looks up each time the door opens. She knows better than to expect any of the Luthors to come in with cupcakes and balloons or anything like that. But a small message, any sort of acknowledgment would be welcome.
Nothing comes.
School is dismissed and Lena is too. She is sent to her room to do her homework and brush up on her reading. Her Latin teacher comes and goes. Her organic chemistry tutor stays for an hour and talks about chirality and stereoisomers, but mentions nothing about birthdays.
Her last hope clings to life at dinner.
She's too scared to bring it up to Lionel. The man who had picked her up and flown her to the States is more interested in the portfolio he's reviewing at the table. Lillian is similarly distracted by some documents at her side. The entire dinner is silent and distracted, work taken to the table just to avoid talking to the people they share a house with. It certainly can't be called a family.
Lionel retires early and the only two people left are Lillian and Lena. The little girl waits as the maid clears the plates and disappears around the corner.
She summons her courage and musters a small smile for her new mother, who doesn't even look up to see it. "It's my birthday today."
Lillian’s annoyed gaze flicks up at her, her grey eyes almost bored. "Is it? And did you expect some sort of congratulations for that?"
Lena's mouth snaps shut, and her eyes lower to her lap.
"Do you suggest we reward something as trivial as being born? Should you get some award for merely existing?" Lillian arches a fine eyebrow. "Accolades are for achievements, Lena. Birthdays are not achievements, and hardly worth any sort of offering. If you're looking for some sort of distinction or praise for merely existing, you're looking in the wrong place. Let me know when you've achieved something worth commemorating."
But you gave Lex his own lab for his last birthday. Lena bites the thought back, knowing better than to say anything. Instead, she turns back to her plate.
The rest of the meal passes in silence.
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