So. Lena as a stitch witch/thread mage. She spends multiple hours-long sessions with Kara's cape in her lap, her fingers slowly moving across the warp and weft, lingering every painstaking millimeter. Kara sees her do it, Lena tells her exactly what she's doing (imbuing the cloth with protection magicks) -- its not a secret by any means.
A couple months/years later, Lena develops the means for laypeople to see magic. (Think one of those magnifying ring lights that scientists and crafters use.) Kara thinks its dope that her girlfriend is so smart. But then she gets bored, and wanders into the lab alone to poke around. She's idly swishing her cape around her, as one does, until she pauses, recalling those days Lena spent with said swath of fabric.
Kara knows what magic looks like by now-- they've used it on a couple of magical items they've found around the city, trying to track down an unknown magic user. It looked like gentle ripples, undulating over the surface of the object.
As Kara takes a handful of her cape, drawing it towards the lens, she wonders what color Lena's magic is.
The fabric shines so bright under the magnifying glass that it sears Kara's retinas, temporarily blinding her.
"Mother of-- Rao!" Rearing back, she slaps her hands over her eyes, now watering, and tries to blink away the newly won shadows from her vision. "What the--"
"Kara?"
The sound of Lena's footsteps rushing to the lab draws Kara's attention.
"What happened--?"
"Jesus-- me being an idiot happened," Kara grumbles, blinking rapidly to try and focus on where Lena should be. All she sees is a large dark blotch. "Hey, what did you calibrate that thing with?"
"One of Nyxly's artifacts," Lena responds. Warm hands take Kara by the elbows and guide her over to a nearby stool. "I wanted to be able to distinguish between fifth dimensional energy and true magic. Here, can you follow my finger?"
"What finger?" Kara quips. The blotch is already beginning to shrink by a fraction, assuring Kara that the damage to her vision isn't permanent. Her mind spiralled.
Nyxly had had magic unlike the world had ever seen. More powerful than Mxy even. None of the artifacts they'd put under that lens had come anywhere close to producing even half that effect.
"Kara, will you please tell me what you were doing--"
"I wanted to see what your magic looked like," she says, bluntly. "My cape..."
"...oh." Lena's voice is quiet. "Yeah, that--"
"Probably wasn't the best idea. Clearly." Kara tries to grin, but she knows it probably comes up flat. "But my god, Lena..."
"Florence says I have an affinity for magic. Like my mother."
"This," Kara gestures towards her eyes, "is more than an affinity."
She hears Lena swallow. "Please don't be scared. I would never do anything to hurt--"
"Scared? Lena, I'm-- I'm in awe of you."
A beat of silence follows, before Lena's hands settle in hers. "Please don't be that either. I'm just me."
Kara blinks, and smiles towards the hazy silhouette of Lena's hair, in its usual gentle waves. She tugs Lena closer, until Lena relaxes towards her and lets her forehead rest on Kara's.
"Just you is amazing."
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Steve: Come on, kids! Time for Team Romanogers basketball training!
Wanda: Team Romanogers? Your family has got a team?
Natasha: You have no idea! He keeps asking me when we‘ll „add“ new members to the team.
Wanda: You‘re still a few members away from a real team.
Natasha: I don’t care. I told him I‘ll draw the line at 5.
Wanda: Then you still won’t have substitute players.
Natasha: He‘ll have to adopt then.
Steve: Nat, can you make it happen that the next baby is a defense player?!
Natasha: Oh, honestly!
Wanda laughs out loud.
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Okay, I have this prompt for all you passionate writers out there:
A Supergirl Werewolf AU
...or not AU but continuation, or whatever.
Now, going with the idea that the werewolf curse is magic and Kryptonians vulnerable to magic, it would certainly be able to affect her.
Has been done before? Okay, hear me out!
Because, what if it's not an angsty (or too much angsty) horror or mythology themed fic, but a more upbeat, humorous story?
What if instead of turning Kara into a wolf at full moon, she turns every 83 days (approx. the duration of a Kryptonian month, "lorax") for two full weeks / or even permanently (until solution is found) into a.....
Or maybe even (start out as) a (bit clumsy bc new in this body) puppy...
But, y'know it's still Kara (how we know and love her) inside.
Eat your heart out, Krypto!
So...
Any takers?
...could be Supercorp, no ship, any ship, Danvers sister fun, canon compliant or complete rewrite, add your own spin or mechanics. Let me know if any of you want to run with this (link, please? I would like to read it!) or there's already a quirky story like that out there, that I have missed out on till now!
Have a nice day :)
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I'm practicing a new style for a project I'm going to do
lena as the basis of the style, an akko eating a burrito, marcille tasting the local food and nobara psycho killer
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estoy practicando un nuevo estilo para un proyecto que voy a hacer
lena como base del estilo, una akko comiendo un burrito, marcille digustando la comida local y nobara psico killer
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Sarah: Oh, no, mommy has been watching „I love Lucy“ again!
James: Yeah, together with Auntie Wanda. They always watch the episode where Lucy has Little Ricky.
Yelena: Now she even dresses like Lucille Ball!
Steve: Who would have thought that Nat‘s pregnancy hormones are into 1950s sitcoms?
Natasha: Ricky…oh, I mean Steve, please get me pistachio ice cream, hot fudge and sardines. I‘ve got a craving like Lucy.
Steve: Oh, brother!
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