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spooki-ghoztzz · 2 years

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Everytime u mention william's intense hatred for vulnerability and constant need for control...man he just like me fr💔 anyway my beloved author i have arrived with a new idea: william and a s/o who's just obsessed with car trips so they'll always insist he takes them for a drive (or even offer to drive themselves when he's too tired for that in case of a bigger trip). They're the kind to piss him off on purpose when they flick the radio to a rock station and turn it up while spazzing the fuck out in the passenger seat as they fix their makeup casually. Also bonus points if they stop in case of an issue and he gets to take a look under the hood bc they think its the most attractive shit ever watching their beast of a boyfriend work on machinery💯💜 insert rihanna's shut up and drive here - will kinnie anon

(me too bestie..me too </3 BUT YEAHHH ROAD TRIP REQUEST! fits well cuz I came back from one like..a month ago or so during my school break.[it was hell btw,got sunburnt on my legs and back </3] and this post will be a bit longer- mostly just me rambling tho )

William actually loves road trips! He kinda just hates he’d have to bring Michael and Liz along but accepts the fact since you seem them as your kids also. (the two have fun btw..they barely got out of the house till you came around-)

William has to buy a whole fucking van for trips since his poor car can barely even hold itself together at this point. Yeah it’s all shiny but trust me that thing has been through things.

The one thing he hates is having to pack everything,plus since we both know Liz has to bring every My Little Pony toy show owns but Michael just packs some clothes,hair brush,toothbrush,ya know..stuff ya actually need!

You have to basically beg him to take at least two weeks off work for road trips,since one time you has suggested Las Vegas and he just stared wide eyed at you. “Luv,i’d love to but taking the kids plus you would cost a lot just for a simple hotel! Vegas is expensive!” - Will,who still took you and the kids.

That trip to Vegas was probably chaos,but we won’t get into that-

The trip you all went on was to California (which was a 12 hour drive..help Will istg-) As soon as William started driving you turned on the radio,flipping it to one of the rock stations which made Will hissy as hell since he couldn’t even focus on driving.

Tbh,if this was to take place in the 2000′s,he’d fucking LOVE songs from 2016/ect like “Summer”,”Shut up and dance” you know the songs im talking about- (ones i grew up with and fucking love-)

He does let Michael and Liz pick music though,Michael likes playing Green Day and My Chemical Romance and you can fight me on that- Liz prefers Katy Perry and Lady Gaga.

Michael and Liz are the siblings to fight over the smallest things in the backseat- Will always has way to keep them quiet though,as i said this takes place at least during early 2000′s so he just makes the two watch a movie they both like on the Liz’z tablet.

William likes to talk about the most..random stuff on roadtrips,for example if you two would ever get married,what the wedding would be like,ect. (sncifief he gets soft at random moments,alright?-)

The type of dude to hold your hand while he drives-

You two for sure take turns driving,he’d drive for a few hours and once you two stop at a gas station for gas you could drive. He also makes sure to buy more snacks for everyone and drinks since Liz probably eats all hers in the first few hours. (tbh,michaels a slow eater so you don’t gotta worry about him)

Will’s nice enough to stop at Mcdonalds for everyone,he may despise the place but it’s to keep Liz quiet.

He also enjoys just watching you drive and looking at you in general during the trip. He likes to see you smile and enjoy yourself. (please remind him that he also makes the trip better,he’s actually worried he’s making the road trip 10x worse-)

If there was something wrong with the car,Will would be fucking pissed- He had just got this van for 200 dollars and he was not letting it die that fast. Okay one..okay yeah you really think him looking under the hood is the most attractive thing for sure-

I mean the fucker unbuttoned a few of his buttons on his shirt cuz he said he was hot and all you could do was look respectfully- (once he’s done he’d just glare asking “..why did yew enjoy that?” “you’re attractive. that's why-”)

#will kinnie anon <3 #blueycapsules #blueycapsules x reader #blueycapsules william #william afton #icubcbed long post-

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oknstark · 5 years

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The Bet - Thor x Fem!Reader

HOLY MOLLY! I dissapeared like a year but I’M BACK, BITCHES! Ok, this was something here on my drafts. Let’s keep the Thor love bc he deserves it. EG never happened, ok? OK?! I’m still sobbing for the movie ;; Also I might be writing more for marvel and other fandoms, who knows.

Summary: Tony and Natasha have beein seeing you and Thor distant relationship. He thinks is full of sexual tension, and the spy thinks you do not get allong that well. This leads them to make a bet about you both, guess who wins this time?

Warnings: SMUT! As always, not new lmao. Language. Unprotected sex (use condom, kids!). And my first language is not english, forgive my mistakes pls.

Word count: 2,345

MASTERLIST

Tony narrowed his eyes, arms crossed on his chest, as he watched you drying off the sweat from your face with a towel. You and Steve have just finished your training, and Thor was far away from you both. As he was a god, literally, he used to train mostly with Steve, but this particulary time he refused.

He was some feet away from you and Steve, sitting on a bench and looking at the ceilling like it was the most interesting thing around the place. Tony rolled his eyes, as Thor clearly was avoiding you. He knew it and didn't need to ask to do so.

"So," Natasha came by his side, at the window that lead the sight of the gym. "She's doing great?" she asked.

"She's always doing great" Tony answered, not even looking at the spy. "Thor, on the other way, not too much..."

Natasha furrowed her eyebrows. "Why?"

"Look, Steve and Y/N are talking. They're fine, they're friends, they trust each other" he said, pointing out at the scene: you and Steve were laughing at the other corner of the gym. "And now, look at Thor: he refused to train with them, he usually trains only with Steve, so her presence is not that pleasant for him."

"And what's your point?"

"He likes her."

The redhead bursted into a laugh and shook her head, gaining a look from the man. "Really?"

"Well, I sense a lot of sexual tension between them everytime they're together" he shruggred.

"Sometimes I think they don't get along too well" Natasha commented. "I mean, we're a team, but they just seem like mates, not friends."

"Sexual tension" he whispered.

Natasha sighed and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as well. "Do you really want to do this?" she looked at him, lifting an eyebrow. A playful smile on her face.

"Fifty bucks they will give into each other this week."

"Deal."

***

The next day, Tony walked around the tower to the massive office near the lab. He saw Thor very focused on a tablet, not even paying attention to his presence, and curiously you were there too. Far away from the god, on the other side of the room, sitting on a desk and doing paperwork. Tony left his files on the same table Thor was sitting on and an idea came across his mind. With a grin on his face, he walked to stay by Thor's side.

"What are you doing, goldielocks?" he asked, pretending he was interested on his task.

Thor lifted his gaze to Tony. "I was just figuring out how this works, actually" he said, with low voice. "And also that thing we always do after a mission..."

"The report?"

"Yeah" he nodded.

"Oh, well I think someone would like to help with that" Tony smiled, and his eyes were directly to you on the corner of the office, searching for something on the drawers. He was very near to make it up for his winning over Natasha.

You started walking to the door, report on your hands, when Tony's voice stopped you.

"Y/N, hey, would you mind to help Thor on his report?" he said, Thor furrowed his brows at his sudden action. "You know, he has some difficulties to adjust this kind of stuff."

"Um, yeah" you answered and blinked stunned. "No problem. I just have to give this to Banner and I will be right back to-"

"Oh, I'll give it to him!" Tony walked around the table and took the files from your hands, not letting you finish. "Good luck!" he patted you on the shoulder softly and winked at you before leaving the office. You stayed there, confused and blinked again. It was so fast.

You sighed. "Okay, so..." you turned to see Thor, still sitting on the table. "You need help with the report?" you asked, getting near to him slowly.

He saw you and his gaze made you kind of uncomfortable. You put back a lock of hair behind your ear, feeling the tension you always sensed every time you were left alone with him. You didn't know if it was only you, but inside, Thor felt it too.

He stirred on his seat, and cleared his throat. "Yes, sometimes I forgot I have to do this, so..."

"Well, this place stresses me out so, if you want we can go to another room" you suggested. "And we can work there" you added, playing with your hands. You gave him a tiny smile, trying to hide your nervousness.

Thor agreed and then you both walked out of the main office. You took him to your floor, on the office you used to work on your own projects. It was a little messy, counting on the fact that you were currently working on an AI, so there was papers and blueprints everywhere.

"Sorry for the mess" you apologized, making space on the main table, taking some notebooks and files to a desk at the corner of the room. You turned around to see him, looking around to your projects as he never have been there. You attracted his attention when you talked. "So, how can I help you?"

***

Natasha walked to the lab to submit her report for the last mission. Her only task was leave it on the main table and then leave, but as Tony saw her walking inside, he knew he had to tease her about their bet.

"Hey, Nat, guess what" he smiled at her, saving his last hologram on the computer. "I already make to get close."

Natasha turned around and walked besides his table, curious. "How?" she crossed her arms.

"Well, Thor is not good with these report stuff so I made Y/N help him."

She gasped, a playful smile on her face. "That's cheating!"

"I never said it was wrong if I would bring them together" Tony shrugged from his seat.

Natasha shook her head. "You are unbelievable" she said, before leaving the lab.

"I'll win!" Tony yelled to her, at the same time Bruce was entering the lab again. "Just know that!"

"Know what?" he asked.

Tony went back to his work. "That Y/N and Thor will sleep together today."

"That wasn't something I needed to know" Bruce whispered more to himself.

Sometimes Tony was too much to handle.

***

"I still don't understand why we have to do this" Thor muttered, as you wrote down on the page another paragraph for his report. It was like the fourth sentence he speaked since he arrived to your office an hour ago.

You were sitting next to him, which didn't help so much, considering that you had to put a lot of effort to grab the pen strongly to not tremble in front of him. The sweat was appearing on your skin, and you didn't know if it was because of him or just the weather was so hot to do so.

You turned your gaze to him. "Anything else you would like to add?" you asked. Your voice almost shaking for the closeness. At this near, you could see every feature on his face and it just made you feel more attracted to him. Yeah, maybe that was why you felt so awkward being alone with him. And inside you thought he would never feel the same thing. It was mere physical attraction and nothing more.

Eventually Thor said no to your question, but he was more focused on you and how you moved around him. It was different. He noticed it. You were nervous around him every time you used to talk with him, which were just few times. And he grew up to just see you from afar and devore you with his own imagination, as he noticed your behavior towards him. At the end, it wasn't too different coming from him. He was also attracted to you.

He saw your cleaveage as you sorted the pages on the folder for him, and how your hands worked on it in a delicate way. He licked his lips and his breathing became heavy. He didn't know how such simple activity you made had an effect on him. A very hard one.

"Ok, so I think we're all set here," you said, smiling a bit. You handed the report to the blonde god. "You should go up and leave on the main office, so Tony can send it."

"Thank you, Y/N," Thor said, standing up at the same time you did.

"Anytime."

You followed Thor to the door, and he was about to step outside, but something on him just made him stop. You frowned, wondering what happened, but he just turned around to see you one more time.

"Can I just make something?" he asked, in a low voice.

You lifted your brows at him. "Like what?"

Thor didn't answer. He just left the papers on your desk and in a swift motion, he was in front of you.

"Thor, are you-"

The blonde god smashed his lips against yours. It was a shy kiss at first, but you gasped to let him continue and cupped his cheeks with your hands. Thor traced the curve of your neck with his fingers, feeling your pulse and how your heart beat faster because of him.

"That was it?" you whispered against his lips.

Thor nodded. "I'm sorry if I-"

"Thor, I really like you. Like really, I do," you confessed. "But I, I didn't know that you feel the same."

You looked at his face, and saw all the lust and how his eyes darkened more. You kissed him one more time.

"Are you ok with this?" he asked.

"I am, are you?"

Thor smirked and gave you a steamy kiss. You moaned on his lips, while your hands roamed all over his bare arms and his body. The god groaned when he felt your fingers tracing his covered lenght trough his pants. Moments later, you took his hand and walked to the couch on the place. Thor sat down and you straddled him, kissing him back one more time.

His big hands wandered on your breasts, pinching at your hard nipples; and he caressed your hips, while you moved on his crotch, creating friction. You were so wet by now, and you were still covered with your pants and your tank top.

Thor got rid of your clothes soon, and you helped him to do the same at a fast pace. You both were so eager, devouring at each other. When you were fully bare, his fingers traced your slit, feeling your wetness, as you stroke his dick with your hand. God, he was so hard.

He made his way with one finger on your cunt, pushing in and out slowly. That made you more eager for him. Thor pulled out then and you aligned yourself with his lenght, both letting out a moan as you lowered your hips on his dick. Your ass touching his thighs by now, he was so deep burried inside you.

You moved on a slowly motion, his hands grabbing strongly your hips and his eyes wandered on your face. Your lips open a little, making little noises. His hips bucked to feel you even more, and your arms went around his neck. You let out a moan when he touched your sweet spot and clenched around him.

"Oh god," you whispered on his ear.

Thor started to thrust faster, trying to reach his peak. He was so close, and your mouth close to his ear, moaning wasn't helping him to hold back. You were even hotter than all his fantasies and dreams he had about you.

He reached your clit, rubbing it with his fingers as you moved up and down to meet his hips. His pace was becoming erratic as he thrusted in a desperate way. You clenched one more time around his cock, and you came with a moan. A couple of movements more, Thor exploded inside you with a groan, while you milked him, wanting to get everything from him.

Both of you stopped moving. You stayed still with your foreheads touching for a couple of minutes. Your hand caressed his features, while his fingers traced your cheek lovingly, looking directly to your eyes. You then pulled out his lenght from you, watching how his cum leaked down on your thighs. Thor's hand moved to touch your sensitive clit and your slit.

"That was hot," Thor said, kissing you.

"Next round?" you smirked.

***

BONUS

"My fucking god, I hate you so much," Natasha muttered.

With her arms crossed, the readhead was looking at you and Thor on the kitchen, sitting on the bar so close to each other. Shit, you were almost devouring yourselves!

"Told ya," Tony said, smiling wide.

The spy rolled her eyes back and handed him the money.

"I can't believe it happened!" Natasha exclaimed. "We made the bet this morning, how could you?"

"Intuition" he shrugged and saved the bills on his pocket. "Now if you excuse me..."

Tony walked on the kitchen, smiling. He just won, and he knew he was. It was imposible not to see the tension between you two. That, or people was so stupid to do so.

"Hey, kids do not spill your liquids on the table. We all eat here."

You and Thor broke your kiss and you laughed at the playboy.

"Don't worry, this is not as interesting as the gym," you joked.

"Ok, now I need to erase that tape," he responded, grabbing a soda and finally left.

It seems that you and Thor together became a problem for him.

#thor x reader #thor x reader smut #thor smut #thor odinson #thor imagine #thor x fem reader #thor odinson x reader #thor odinson smut #avengers #tony stark #natasha romanoff #marvel imagine #smut

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devilsofficialfanfic · 6 years

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The Menace of the Years

Part 1. My “Lotor got fished out of the Rift” fic. Title comes from “Invictus” by William Ernest Henley

The cell was...destroyed, the few pieces of furniture broken into pieces, sheets ripped and ragged.

There was even a hairline crack in the glass of the cell, despite the fact that it was apparently “bulletproof” and impenetrable.

“So you’ve finally come to talk,” Lotor said, his voice ragged.

He looked a little worse-for-wear, dressed solely in a white cryopod suit, his hair unkempt, sitting on the floor in one corner. He didn’t look at her, and she was both glad and angry about it.

“Tell me about the Colony,” Allura said.

He laughed, and it was a horrible sound, grating and vitriolic. “Now you want to hear what I have to say. Now, after...how long has it been? Did you finally find out that things are not as they first appeared?”

“I ask the questions!” Allura shouted. “You wanted a chance to explain yourself, so explain!”

“No.”

“Do you think you have a choice in the matter?”

He shrugged. “What will you do? Torture me?” He laughed again, but this time it sounded almost...genuine, like he was actually amused. “Aren’t you supposed to be better than that? Please, Allura. There is nothing you can do to me to make me tell you anything I don’t want to.”

“I’ll listen this time,” she said. “I’ll… We need your help.”

“Of course you do. If only you had realized that sooner.” He looked up finally, and his eyes… His eyes glowed yellow, pupil-less.

She stepped back involuntarily.

He grinned, all teeth and threat. “Send someone else next time. Maybe I’ll feel like talking then.”

Allura could not, in good conscience, send anyone else; this was her fault. None of this would have happened if she hadn’t trusted Lotor so completely. She waited two days before going back to the brig of the Atlas. She tried going earlier, but everytime she got to the corridor outside, she...froze. Had to turn back. Couldn’t bring herself to go forward.

“You don’t listen well, do you, Allura? Not to me, anyway. Is it because I don’t look Altean enough for you?”

She left without saying a word, angry and upset and… Guilty. He was right, wasn’t he? But he’d done what he’d done, and she did what she had to do.

She tried again the next day.

This time he paced across the cell -six steps, turn, six steps, turn, six steps -manically, muttering to himself frantically.

He stopped suddenly, finally noticing her presence.

The air was thick with something, choking her, and his eyes glowed again, acid yellow. His Altean marks glowed too, though, and the contrast was...startling. Sickening.

Had she ever really thought she could love this monster? Had she ever thought he could love her back? Or had he been using her, like he’d used all the other Alteans he’d ‘saved’?

He hissed at her, like a wild animal; there was no reason left in his eyes, and it had her stepping back until she was pressed up against the far wall. He couldn’t escape the cell, and yet there seemed to be no barrier between them, like he could reach out and-

She fled.

The next day he was calm again. As calm as he ever was. He looked almost like he had before it all went so wrong, and she had to forcefully remind herself of his crimes.

“Just kill me, Allura. You won’t believe anything I have to say, so why bother?”

“Do you really want to die?”

He laughed, softly, then sighed. “No. No, of course not. But I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in this cell, either.”

“That’s what you deserve.”

“Is it?” He picked at his claws. It must have been an old habit he’d broken; she’d never seen him do it before, but now it didn’t seem he knew he was doing it. “What crimes am I being accused of?”

“As if you don’t know.”

He was suddenly, abruptly, against the glass, inches away. “I want to hear you say it, Allura. I want to hear the accusations from your mouth, in your own words.”

She took a step back. “I… Can you wait?”

He laughed again. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Her hands shook a little, holding the tablet like a lifeline. She’d had the forethought to write it all down, plan what she was going to say.

But it was still hard.

Romelle had gone pale when Allura asked her to recount what had happened, but she needed to know; the universe needed to know, and it was bigger than Romelle. Than either of them.

She didn’t look at Lotor as she began to speak; what courage she’d mustered would dissolve if she did, she knew, and it was easier to keep her eyes on the screen, rather than face him.

She still felt his eyes on her, studying her down to the bone, as intense as ever, if not more so.

“You stand accused,” she began, then licked her lips. Her mouth was dry, parched, but she had to get through this. “You stand accused of the following crimes against the Altean people: enslavement of millions, illegal and unethical experimentation, purposefully misleading thousands for your own personal gain, genocide, and one count of murder.”

“I never killed any of them,” Lotor said.

“Romelle’s brother-“

“Died of injuries sustained during a crash landing.”

“But you were there.” She looked up finally, afraid of what she might see, but unable to resist.

He sighed. “I was. It was an unfortunate accident, but not one that you can lay at my feet.”

“Of course I can! It was your fault-“

“Get out, Allura,” he said abruptly. “You’re not interested in hearing me out, and you never were. You’ve already decided that I am guilty. So get out.”

She glared, long and hard. “There is no one else who will listen to you. If you don’t talk to me, then you will rot in here forever.”

“So be it.”

It was late, and Keith should be in bed, but.

Well, Lotor wasn’t sleeping, either.

“Hey,” Keith began, unsure of what to say. “I, uh…”

“Black Paladin. Has Allura finally changed her mind about permitting others to talk to me?”

“Uh, no, she doesn’t know I’m here.”

Lotor smiled, a little bitterly. “She won’t hear it from me. So why are you here, then, if not to pry information out of me?”

“I came to apologize,” Keith said in a rush.

“For what? You’ve done nothing wrong. As far as I know.” He leaned back against the wall of the cell and closed his eyes. “Then again, anything could be happening out there.”

“You hate it, don’t you? That Allura hasn’t told you anything.”

The lights were low enough that, when Lotor opened his eyes again, they glowed softly, reflecting back light. Keith knew his own eyes did that, sometimes, too. “You are perceptive, aren’t you?”

“I- Not as much as I should be, I guess. But I’m trying.”

Lotor hummed thoughtfully. “That’s important, too, for a leader, Black Paladin.”

“Keith,” Keith said.

“Keith,” Lotor repeated. “So, what have you come to apologize about?”

Keith swallowed. “We...should have at least heard you out. Let you explain. Whether you did what Romelle accused you of or not. So… I’m sorry. Maybe things could have been resolved better. Maybe…”

“What happened, after my...disappearance?” He asked it so softly that Keith almost didn’t hear him. “How long was it?”

“More than three years,” Keith said. “A lot happened. Most of it bad.”

“I’m not surprised,” Lotor said with a hollow laugh.

“Sendak attacked Earth.”

“Is that where we are now?”

Keith hesitated. “...Yes. Well, we’re orbiting Earth.”

“I’d like to see it sometime,” Lotor said. “I always liked seeing new things.” He sighed. “Sendak is…?”

“Dead. I killed him.”

“Good. I’m glad someone finally managed.”

“So...did you actually do what Romelle said you did?” Keith asked after a long silence.

“Would you believe me if I told you that I didn’t?”

“Maybe.” Keith grimaced, wondering if he should tell him or not. “The Colony is...gone.”

Lotor was on his feet instantly. “Gone?”

“Yeah. We don’t… I mean, I haven’t seen it myself since… But some Blades went, and no one was there.”

Lotor started cursing -Keith assumed it was cursing; he’d never heard most of those words before -and pacing. “I was afraid this would happen,” he said finally. “The witch must have… When Romelle… Gods, none of you knew what you were doing, and now-“

“What’s going to happen?”

“I don’t know, exactly. But the witch… I did start the Colony. I will admit to that. I intended for it to be a sanctuary -my father was hunting down every last surviving Altean, and I had to do something -but I wasn’t careful enough, and the witch found out. She blackmailed me.”

“Your own mother-?”

Lotor shook his head. “I will not recognize her as family. I was well-liked in the Colony; they believed whatever I said, and I did lie, but it was to protect them… She’s going to use your betrayal of me to...shape them into an army, perhaps. Much of the research carried out in the second facility was hers. I don’t know exactly what occurred there.”

“There was a… a robot,” Keith said. “It attacked us, and it could...pull the quintessence out of Voltron, and then use it to attack us. It was… We didn’t find out until later, but an Altean was powering it.”

“You defeated it, though?”

“Barely,” Keith said. “It almost killed us.”

“And this is why you came to apologize to me? Because you feel guilty about all that occurred after?”

“Yes,” Keith admitted. “We acted rashly. I shouldn’t have just...barged in and start hurling accusations.”

“You are young,” Lotor replied. “Rashness is to be expected, and it is forgivable in those without the proper training.”

Keith shifted on his feet. “But still, this is at least partially my fault.”

”You were not born to lead, Paladin. That you have learned without formal training is...impressive. No, Allura is the one that should have kept a level head. She has been trained since birth to deal with difficult situations diplomatically and fairly. And she is not a child anymore; she needs to grow up.”

Keith was a little taken aback; he hadn’t expected this sort of calm indignation from Lotor. He clearly was angry, but not at Keith, though he had every right to be. Instead, all his anger was focused on Allura. “We all had a hand in it…”

Lotor shook his head again. “Allura was the only one i trusted, and I thought she trusted me. I expected better from her. You’d think, after all this time, that I would know better.”

#vld lotor #vld keith #vld allura #the menace of the years #fuck canon #hes just doing his best ok

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thegrimllama · 7 years

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Another Super-Luthor Scandal

Please accept 2.9k of crap as an apology for my miserable mood at the moment. You guys are amazing.

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It felt like Kara’s eyes had barely closed when the door to her loft swung open, breaking her from her sleep. It took her a few seconds of panic to recognise Alex’s heartbeat, not that she needed to, with the volume that Alex was hissing angrily into her phone.

“Kara!”

She groaned, rolling out of bed and padding into the kitchen, squinting as Alex flicked on the light and grabbed a beer from the fridge, before putting back. “Wait, I can’t have beer. I’m working right now, thanks to you.”

Kara turned on the coffee machine, clearly Alex was stressed about something and she was gonna need coffee if she was pulling an extra shift at… 2AM? “Good morning, Alex. Not that I don’t love your visits… but 2AM? Really…?”

Alex took two coffee mugs out of the cupboard and turned her glare on Kara. “Don’t sass me, Kara Zor-El Danvers. You fucked up.”

“Al, it’s so early.” She sat heavily on the barstool, careful not to buckle the legs as she rested her face on her hands.

“When were you gonna tell me…?” Alex fumed, pacing the kitchen while her coffee brewed, “I get it… it was probably fun, keeping it a secret… But…”

“Alex!” Kara sped over to her sister, holding her in place by her shoulders. “What’s going on?”

Alex sighed and reached for her bag that had been dumped onto the counter. “You and Lena.”

“Me and… What are you talking about?” Kara knew exactly what Alex was talking about. She was just unsure as to whether Alex actually knew what she was talking about.

“I’m talking about three images leaked by an as yet unidentified source…”

Kara felt the blood drain from her face, “Like… Photos…?”

A few keystrokes and Alex was connected to the building wifi, and logging into her external DEO server, “Yes. Three. Taken from an elevated angle, through the window of a unused office across the street from L-Corp.”

Kara sighed, “Fuck.”

“Yeah, I’d say that’s exactly what Supergirl was doing with Lena Luthor… On her desk… With her hand, God knows where...”

She needed to make sure Lena was okay. Alex was still searching the server for the files that Winn had put together for her, so Kara sped back into her bedroom, composing text after text to Lena. “Does she know?”

“Know what? She’s got a 24 hour PR team, I’m guessing she does.”

Alex shook her head, “Kar… Does she know you’re Supergirl?”

Kara groaned, “No. I just… we started this thing a few weeks ago and I just… Never had the chance? And everytime I did, I chickened out.”

Alex took her coffee cup and handed Kara the hot chocolate. “This… I’m just… I know this isn’t… neither of you are at fault here. And Winn is searching for the person who leaked the images, and you can assure that they will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. But I need you to understand that this is going to be rough for the next few weeks, especially for Lena.”

Kara ran a hand over her face. Poor Lena. Kara could hide behind her persona, but Lena…? She was going to be on the receiving end of everything. She needed to come clean, needed to take some of this burden off Lena’s shoulders. “Alex? On a scale of 1 to Cadmus building a Kryptonite death ray, how bad would it be for Supergirl to give a statement to CatCo regarding the images?”

Alex’s groan was enough of an answer.

***

It was supposed to be fun. Not to say that Lena regretted her actions… Supergirl was the best lay she’d ever had. However, she knew from the start that it was a bad idea. She had no curtains in her office, no blinds, just floor to ceiling windows overlooking National City. No wonder she was now sneaking into L-Corp via the back door, with oversized sunglasses covering most of her face. Hell, in hindsight, it was shocking that it took this long. Thank goodness for her private elevator.

The ride up to the fifty fourth floor gave Lena plenty of time to scroll through her phone. She’d turned off notifications the second her phone started blowing up with mentions on twitter and calls from her PR team.

Kara: I tried to call but clearly you’re busy or just screening calls.

Kara: I just saw the leak.

Kara: Cat will try to bury it.

Kara: Are you okay?

Kara: Call me when you can.

Kara: I need to know if you’re okay.

Lena sighed, Kara didn’t deserve Lena shutting her out, but honesty, Lena was sure that if Kara answered the phone, Lena would break down. So she settled for a text.

Lena: Why would I screen you…? Lunch at my office? I could use a friend right now.

The response was instantaneous.

Kara: I’ll be there at twelve with comfort food <3

The doors to Lena’s floor slid open, revealing Jess standing in front of the desk. She looked shorter, probably due to the fact her shoes were tucked under her seat.

Lena barely made it two steps before Jess swept her into a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry.”

Lena snorted, quickly wiping the tears that had pooled in the corners of her eyes before they ruined her secretary’s blouse. “Did you leak the photos?”

“Yeah, figured it was payback for every time I had to listen to National City’s resident hero slamming you against the desk.” Lena let out a wet laugh, sounding much more like a sob than Jess was comfortable with, “Too soon?”

“I can’t… Jess, what if she doesn’t know…?”

Jess laughed, “Lena, she has ties to the DEO, of course she knows. But if you’re worried, maybe Kara will pull some strings if she hasn’t shown up by close of trade.”

Lena snorted, yeah, Kara... “You’re right... Um… How bad is it?”

Jess frowned, grabbing her tablet from the desk, “#Supercorp has been trending since last night, every major newspaper and gossip rag in National City, that isn’t owned by CatCo, has written their own take on it.”

Lena groaned clicking on the NC Times article at the top of the feed. The image, in full colour, graced the space under the large block letters, LUTHOR AND SUPER: THE NEW SCANDAL!

If it wasn’t such an invasion of their privacy, Lena would compliment the photographer. It was clearly taken from an adjacent building, with a lens strong enough to show Lena’s smudged lipstick. Supergirl’s back was to the camera, cape hanging from one shoulder, one hand hidden beneath the bunched fabric of Lena’s skirt, while the other pulled Lena’s neck closer to her mouth.

Lena felt a familiar heat furling in her abdomen, causing a swell of annoyance. Now was not the time to be thinking about the way Supergirl could turn her knees to jelly with one well placed smirk.

She scrolled down, noting that the article was complete trash, and the first photo was the worst of three images. She pushed the tablet back at Jess, “You’ve cleared today?”

“Yes, aside from the PR department in twenty minutes that you can’t really cancel.”

“Okay. I’m going to prepare myself. This meeting is going to be a nightmare.”

****

Cat: Kara, my office. 8AM don’t be late.

Kara: Yes, Miss Grant. Want me to bring you a latte?

Cat: No.

Kara was dreading her early morning meeting with Cat. They had skirted around the fact that Cat knew Kara was Supergirl for last year. It was a convenient Don’t ask, Don’t tell, type relationship that made Kara’s sneaking about a lot easier, now that Cat was providing her alibis for Snapper.

CatCo was a flurry of excited energy when Kara arrived. It seemed like everyone had decided that today’s breaking news required an early start. Kara was stopped four times on her way to Cat’s office, each time, politely mentioning her meeting with Cat, to save herself the embarrassment of hearing her colleagues opinions on her sex life.

Cat was at her desk, typing furiously when Kara entered. There were two coffees and a plate of cupcakes on her desk, along with a manilla folder that gave Kara a vague idea about the contents. Cat stopped typing, and looked up over her glasses.

“Shut the door.”

Kara followed the instruction, feeling dread welling inside of her at the steely glance that Cat was delivering. She closed the lid on her laptop and walked around the desk, handing Kara the plate of cakes and one of the coffees.

“Balcony?” Kara nodded and followed her mentor out onto the balcony. “So, I awoke to a remarkable amount of emails this morning regarding so images that were leaked overnight. Emails regarding pitches for stories, articles… None of them with any context other than some pictures taken without either party consenting. Unless I’m mistaken.”

Kara kept her face neutral as she sat across the table, “You’re not.”

“Well, you can assure that if I find out that any staff member of CatCo was involved in this invasion of privacy they will be terminated immediately and handed over to the authorities.” Cat reached over the table and placed a hand on her arm.

Kara frowned and glanced across the city, “Thank you, Miss Grant.”

“How is she…?”

Kara shrugged, “She… she’s been quiet. I’m meeting her for lunch today.”

“Quiet?” Cat took a sip of her coffee and pushed the plate across the table, “Kara, I’m not going to force you to talk about it, but I’m here if you need it okay?”

Kara sighed, Cat was trustworthy. She’d proved it time and time again. “Here’s the thing… Lena… She doesn’t… know…”

Cat placed her cup gently back on the table, “Are you telling me that your best friend has no idea that you’re…”

“Nope. And I’m having lunch with her today, because she needs a friend, because she has been outed by some asshole with a camera who thinks they have the right to be snooping into someone else’s private time. I have to tell her.”

There was a moment of silence, before Cat nodded in agreement and got to her feet. “While I don’t know your reasoning for keeping this a secret from her, I am going to side with her on this one. You need to tell her. Preferably today, because you need to work through this together. This isn’t something you can just skim over with your usual clumsy charm. Lena deserves better than that.”

Kara nodded, Cat was right. Cat was always right. “I’ll tell her...”

Cat held up a hand, cutting off what was probably going to be a lengthy, stuttering speech from her protege, “You will also tell her that CatCo has put a bar on the photos as best I could from our end. And should she want to take ownership of the narrative, I will help her… and you… personally.”

Kara stood up and hugged Cat tightly, well… as tight as she could without breaking a rib or two. Cat somehow always knew what Kara needed to hear.

***

Lena pinched the bridge of her nose as she listened to the head of her PR department running through damage control methods. Yousef Marsh had walked into the office ten minutes before speaking at a speed that made Lena wonder if he was actually breathing. She wondered if he actually realised that she hadn’t intended for this to happen, because with the way he was ranting at her, he seemed to think this was an ill attempt at publicity.

Thankfully, the door to her office swung open, revealing Alex Danvers, in full DEO tactical gear, Jess rushing behind her with an exasperated look on her face.

“Were you Danvers girls on the state track team?” Jess groaned, Lena felt a chuckle break free which earned her a glare from Yousef.

“Miss Luthor, I need a moment of your time please,” Alex said, completely ignoring Jess and Yousef.

“Miss Luthor, we need a plan of action! You are under enough scrutiny as a female CEO without your extracurriculars being spread across the internet!”

Lena sighed, “Mr Marsh, I have already told you. I am not the only involved party and I will not consent to any further action until I have had contact with her. So please, head back down to your office and give generic replies stating that when I am ready, I will address the situation myself. Thank you for your time.”

Yousef groaned, “Lena… You… I’m advising you against this, but as a friend, I think this is the right decision.”

Lena gave him a curt smile and nodded as he left the room. She dismissed Jess and motioned for Alex to sit on the couch.

“Is she okay, Alex?” Lena took the seat next to Alex, who had dropped her face into her hands.

“She’s worried about you. Really worried.”

Lena took a deep breath and held it for a moment, wondering if Alex had any idea before the pictures were leaked, “Did you… Was this a shock for you…?”

Alex laughed, “You could say that… There are some things you just can’t unsee.”

Lena felt the mood lighten a little, “I didn’t… A lot of people are saying things… about me… my motives…”

“I know. She was furious this morning. She heat visioned my favourite mug when that rag tried to accuse you of seducing her. ‘I started it, Alex!’”

“To be entirely truthful, I may have goaded her into it…”

“Gross Lena…” Alex sat back and pulled a laptop out of the bag she’d been carrying and set it up on the coffee table. Lena quickly tapped out a message for Jess to bring copious amounts of coffee as soon as possible. “So, we think the photographer was in either of these two buildings, judging from the angle of the photographs….”

Lena glanced at the interactive map on the screen and touched the second address on the map.

“That’s the Lord Tech building.”

Alex groaned, “Of course it is. Can you give me some more information about the proposal you sent us?”

Lena nodded, “Max tried to talk me into helping him with a military contract involving a synthetic form of Kryptonite. I thought about being polite but ended up losing my temper and telling him to go fuck himself.”

Alex nodded, “That’ll do it.” She groaned and took a moment to email Winn, telling him to hack the Lord Technologies servers to see if they could pull any correspondence regarding the leak.

“Lena…” Alex silenced as Jess delivered the two cups of coffee, along with a reminder that Kara would be arriving within the hour. Jess didn’t need to be privy to the conversation that was about to happen. Once Jess left she turned back to Lena, “I don’t agree with how she’s handled this… I don’t know if you want to know her identity, but I feel like this never should have happened with you not knowing…”

Lena watched Alex’s face. She knew what Alex was getting at, she’d known for a while, in fact. She was just too scared to admit that she knew. “Say I did know… obviously, I haven’t had my suspicions confirmed but…”

Alex nearly dropped her coffee on the floor, “Are you fucking kidding me?”

Lena shrugged, “I’m sorry, I’m not an idiot but they kinda smell the same… and the glasses, Alex? Come on.”

Alex shook her head and took a long draught of coffee, Lena was surprised it didn’t burn her mouth on the way down. “Not an idiot? Lena…. You’re both idiots! She’s been dreading telling you because she thinks you’ll hate her for deceiving you!”

Lena rolled her eyes, “She’s a drama queen, I’ll give her that. I’ve been dropping hints, but she’s…”

“Almost as oblivious as you are.”

***

Alex left fifteen minutes before Kara strode into the office. Her arms leaden with bags of what was probably alien amounts of junk food.

“Are you okay?” Lena asked, watching Kara drop the bags to the table.

She looked up, a look of surprise on her face. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

They stared at each other, Lena silently daring Kara to say something, “I wasn’t the only party involved, Miss Danvers.”

Lena watched a range of emotions cross Kara’s face, she honestly didn’t have the capacity to dissect them all at that moment but when Kara dropped onto the couch, much like Alex had, Lena felt a surge of triumph, “I was going to tell you. I’m sorry that I didn’t.”

“And I’m sorry that I let you believe that I didn’t know.”

Kara sighed, “We suck at this.”

Lena let out a laugh, “Yeah, just a bit.” She reached out and pulled Kara into a hug, “Is this okay?”

“Well, I feel like we’ve basically been dating for the last three month… So yes. This is fine.”

Kara pulled Lena onto her lap, “Cat wants to help.”

Lena nodded, “How? The entire world has seen us fucking on my desk Kara. How do we fix it?”

Kara winced, Lena’s words just made everything feel so much more real. Their private bubble of happiness that they’d slowly built over the last few months had been shattered by some idiot with a camera and no regards for their privacy. “We turn the story around. Cat writes an article about your whirlwind romance… Star crossed lovers sneaking around… I don’t know. They don’t call her the Queen of Media for nothing Lena.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap,” Lena said, burying her face in Kara’s shoulder. “You trust Cat?”

“With my life,” Kara replied. She hugged Lena tightly, “We’ll work it out.”

For the first time that day, Lena felt hopeful that they’d come through this unscathed.

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