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lesbad-unicorn · 8 months
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Here's my submission for this year's @supercorpbb! I worked with @shallow-seas-we-sail on her take on the alternative dimension Metallo Lena that you can read here. Make sure to go check it out!!
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superfandomcorp · 2 months
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wolfie-bee · 8 months
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Very excited to share my Supercorp Big Bang 2023 fic:
the pieces of me (cling to you)
Em (@shipinsight) was my lovely artist for this collaboration and she made stunning art for my fic here: the pieces of me (cling to you) Art
Please go show her some love, she did such an amazing job 💗💗
moodboard below done by my talented friend (@awaitingrain ) 💗💗
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the pieces of me (cling to you)
Summary:
"To know me is to know pain, Supergirl." Lena says simply. "To know me is to know that coincidentally, on the same day you disappeared, my helicopter was blown out of the sky."
Lena's words land their intended blow. Supergirl flinches, guilt etched across her face like Lena had just damned her to Hades. And maybe she did.
"To know me," she continues, stalking forward once more, watching in sardonic glee as the veins in Supergirl's body light up once more."is to understand that I don't care about what if's and altruistic Supers who also want to do no harm." She says, pausing when Supergirl’s prone form is but an inch from her boot.
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What if Metallo Lena meets Supergirl and feels a strange connection to her that she couldn't identify the source of? And what if she kept Supergirl around long enough to explain this strangeness to her?
Written for Supercorp Big Bang 2023
And thank you to the awesome mods who organized this event 💗 @supercorpbb
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enemiestoloversclub · 2 years
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So wrong, but so right.
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femslashhistorian · 9 months
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Hello! I was hoping you can help me find a supercorp fic?
Metallo!Lena comes to Kara and Lena's universe and Kara eventually falls for her.
I can't remember much apart from Metallo!Lena eventually becomes nicer and Kara gave her a different name instead of just calling her "other Lena" or Metallo!Lena
Thanks for the ask. I haven’t really read a lot of Metallo!Lena fic and have no idea.
Let’s give it a go: Does anybody know this Supercorp fic ? If so, please let us know by reblogging and @ me and I will reblog it here. (preferred option 😊) Or you an anon ask is also fine and I will share it.
If this does not work, anon, I’d suggest you try the wonderful @ao3fics-lost-and-found
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Kara when Metallo Lena opens her coat revealing the kryptonite
Kara: Lillian irradiated your tiddies?!?! Nooo! Im gonna kill her myself!
Metallo Lena: Um....what?
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scribbling-punk · 1 year
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Red To Black
This is it, she thinks. This is how it ends.
It’s relentless, her nerve endings screaming for it to end. Unyielding green flashes across her skin, mapping the Kryptonites journey throughout her entire body.
Her face hits the concrete and Kara can taste blood, her powers draining and leaving her helpless.
She can vaguely hear yelling nearby and feel the two sets of strong arms that roughly grab her, unceremoniously hauling Kara to her feet. She hangs limply in their grasp, knees still grazing against the ground. There’s nothing she can do to save herself, struggling even to breathe until…
“Enough.”
Kara recognizes the voice, but the steel behind it is foreign to her ears. The intensity of Kryptonite within her begins to fade, burning pain lessening to an ache and fresh air flooding her lungs. She forces her gaze up just enough to spot the pair of stilettos clacking obnoxiously across a courtyard Kara hasn’t seen before, blue eyes trailing upwards until they reach a familiar face.
Lena.
But not her Lena.
Green eyes are cold, and a sharp jaw is clenched tighter than should even be possible. Lena looks down at her, her eyes narrowing as she scrutinizes the broken hero by her feet.
Lena looks hard, strong features lacking the softness that Kara is accustomed to. Dark painted lips are curled in distaste, and Kara can’t help but flinch when Lena kneels down in front of her and cold fingers roughly tilt her chin upwards.
Lena’s gaze is intense, piercing, but Kara doesn’t allow herself to look away. She takes in the dark smokey make-up that frames brilliant green eyes, noticing how much paler Lena looks in her all black attire—something Kara thought was impossible.
A long finger urges Kara’s chin even further upwards, Lena silently drinking in the new face in front of her.
New, but identical to another.
“Now where did you come from, hmm?” Lena smirks at her, glancing up at the guards holding on to Kara. “It seems my brother designed this one to upset me. Put her with the others,” Lena orders, dropping her hand from Kara’s face as she gracefully rises back to her full height.
“Right away, Ms Zor-El.”
Read the first 2 parts of Red To Black early on Patreon.
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dalekofchaos · 8 months
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Metallo Lena and Red K!Kara au:
When Metallo Lena takes control of Cadmus and National City. Her universe's Supergirl attempts to save her/stop her. Metallo Lena fights her universe's Supergirl. Instead of killing her, Lena shoots her with Red Kryptonite. and Red!K Kara is back, then we get murder wives in that universe. Kara bringing National City under Lena's rule and Lena using Kara as her personal jackhammer against the Resistance.
An idea for fanfic hopefully
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lilybaerabe · 2 years
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dumb-dumb-again · 1 year
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metallo Lena
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paudrach · 6 months
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It's spooky season so here's some Katie Mcgrath spooky characters/villains
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appropriatelystupid · 7 months
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the (un)holy trinity
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golden-super-retriever · 10 months
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Metallo!Lena: I hate you and everything you stand for. I want you dead.
Kara: We were making out five minutes ago.
Metallo!Lena, still sitting on Kara's lap: That meant nothing.
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wolfie-bee · 8 months
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Happy Supercorp Sunday! ❤️💙 Just reposting the character study I'd done on metallo lena:
the pieces of me (cling to you)
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Summary:
"To know me is to know pain, Supergirl." Lena says simply. "To know me is to know that coincidentally, on the same day you disappeared, my helicopter was blown out of the sky."
Lena's words land their intended blow. Supergirl flinches, guilt etched across her face like Lena had just damned her to Hades. And maybe she did.
"To know me," she continues, stalking forward once more, watching in sardonic glee as the veins in Supergirl's body light up once more."is to understand that I don't care about what if's and altruistic Supers who also want to do no harm." She says, pausing when Supergirl’s prone form is but an inch from her boot.
Or
What if Metallo Lena meets Supergirl and feels a strange connection to her that she couldn't identify the source of? And what if she kept Supergirl around long enough to explain this strangeness to her?
written for scbb 2023
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shallow-seas-we-sail · 8 months
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Catco suddenly feels like a labyrinth as Kara touches down; sharp corners that lead down darkened corridors to empty cubicles, all bathed in an otherworldly crimson that vaguely reminds Kara of a home that is no longer hers.
An icy feeling sinks deep in her stomach, because she is acutely aware that this doesn’t feel like home either. Each version Mxy has sent her to has felt tilted on its axis, however subtle, but here, Kara feels the uncanniness of it; how truly off it all feels, as though reality is bending at, waning at the seams. It all feels so terribly abstract; mismatched pieces of reality being forced together into something coherent.
“Lena? It’s me. It’s Supergirl,” Kara says, trying to tamp down the quiver in her voice, “It’s Kara.”
She can hear the creak of a chair turning, and as she comes into the open bullpen, she can see Lena, silhouetted in red light from the computer screen behind her.
“Who’s Kara?”
“Just a friend,” Kara says as Lena stands. “You don’t know me. Not really, but you and I want the same thing, to do no harm.”
Lena’s eyes are predatory and Kara slows her steps, giving Lena, this Lena a wide berth. She doesn’t feel as though she is being seen, but instead, being stalked. Kara can feel beads of sweat begin to gather along her hairline, and her stomach twists, a wave of nausea roiling over inside of her.
“Supergirl wants a world without harm. That’s rich.” Lena’s eyes are wide and unblinking as they coldly bore into Kara. “Where were you when my brother blew my helicopter out of the sky? When my mother dragged my broken body to a laboratory and experimented on me instead of fixing me? Where were you when this world was ripped apart at the seams? Where were you ?”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it mattered,” Kara says quietly, but resolutely. 
And god, she is sorry. To this Lena and every version of her across this goddamn multiverse. And Kara knows her contrition will win out; her need to lie down and let Lena fill her days with ruin if that is what she needs; to seek penitence in her shadow for all of her remaining days. Kara will do what it takes. Whatever it takes to have Lena back in her orbit and nestled against her heart, safe within the cage of her ribs where she will be protected and loved.
‘Whatever it takes’
Lena’s eyes flutter, and she blinks slowly, keeping the tears glassing over her eyes at bay. “So am I.”
The nausea in Kara’s stomach builds into a tidal wave as Lena’s hand moves to the lapel of her coat and pulls it open, exposing the sickly green of her kryptonite heart and a guttural scream erupts from the back of Kara’s throat as a concentrated beam hits her, sending her into a crumpled heap on the ground. Lena steps forward, and the surge from the kryptonite beam intensifies, lifting Kara and sending her hurtling through the air and through the glass pane at the back of the bullpen. Shards of glass rip through her suit, cutting deeply at her back and arms, embedding into her skin and leaving the coppery smell of blood caught in the back of her throat between desperate gasps for air.
“You don’t know the first thing about pain,” Lena says cooly, kneeling down beside Kara. “But I do. I can show you; make you feel what I feel.”
Kara pushes a hand into the ground, mustering what little energy she has left to slide her arm beneath her and hoist herself up. Glass cuts and grinds in her palm, and the pain in her body amplifies; searing and hot as Lena's proximity becomes dangerously close.
“I won’t fight you, Lena.”
“Then you’ll die screaming.”
The comm in Kara’s ear crackles to life and she can hear her sister's voice as Lena reaches out and pulls it free, the sticky sound of it coming loose echoing in Kara’s head.
“Supergirl, Reign and Brainy have escaped with Mxy. We nee-”
“Pathetic,” Lena snarls as she stands, crushing the comm in her hand as the reactor in her chest flickers, charging up to deliver another punishing blow. “There won’t be anything left when they come looking for you, Supergirl. Just ash.”
“Reign. Brainy. They have the imp,” Kara chokes out, the muscles straining in her neck as wave after wave of pain crashes through her body, white hot in her veins. “Take me, too.”
And for a fleeting moment, hesitation flickers across Lena’s features. “And why would I do that?”
“Because, I can give you what you want,” Kara says in a shaky voice, the edges of her vision beginning to blur. Her strength begins to waver, and the arm beneath her slips, sending Kara to the floor. The collision causes blood to erupt in her mouth. She can feel it, slick and warm as it wets her lips and seeps in between her teeth. Coppery, like rolling a penny over her tongue.
“And what could the girl of steel possibly give me?” Lena asks cooly as she kneels down again and grabs a fistful of blonde hair, pulling Kara’s head back with a violent tug.
Blackness swarms behind Kara’s eyelids as they droop, falling shut, and somewhere between consciousness, she coughs out the words through a mouthful of blood.
“The world."
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My contribution to the @supercorpbb this year. Continue reading on ao3 and please check out the spicy art work that @lesbad-unicorn made for this fic!!
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