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“Excuse me?” Lena says, clearing her throat of the nervous high note it’s taken on. “Um. This is going to be really weird, and please feel free to say no because it’s kind of a wild request from a total stranger, but –“
The blonde woman laughs, turning towards Lena with none of the alarm or indignation she expected. She just looks open, and friendly.
“That’s one way to start a conversation,” the stranger says, white teeth flashing. “What’s the request?”
“Will you kiss me?”
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Lena doesn’t have time for dating, so she asks several strange, beautiful blonde women to kiss her in front of national monuments to get her best friend off her back. And it’s fine, because she’ll never see them again. Right?
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- Part 2 of Supercorp Zine
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“Lena, I think everyone believes we hooked up.”
“Shh! You’re making it worse.”
“What? How am I making this worse?” Kara murmured-yelled back.
“Because now they’re seeing us whisper about it!”
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The one where Lena wears the turtleneck Kara wore the day before and everyone just assumes they hooked up (they didn’t).
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Lena tried to imagine a young Kara Danvers brazenly marching through the Luthor mansion, unfazed by Lillian’s glare or Lex’s snide paternalism, stubbornly befriending an intensely lonely girl who tripped on the stairs because she carried a book to her face. The possibilities spun in Lena’s mind, endless and precious.
My world certainly would have been different, she thought, but looking at Kara’s profile, the woman’s steel blue eyes measuring the ocean’s expanse before them, her jaw firm and confident, golden curls beginning to fly loose from its tight bun, it felt like Kara was talking about the actual world, the stage of something much greater than the scope of Lena’s mere human life, and Lena’s eyes slid away.
“We should get moving,” she said.
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After a day at the beach, some things come to light, and it's going to take a lot for Kara and Lena to come to terms with all the things they've done to each other.
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Water fell in an even, rhythmic pattern, echoing across cobblestones. A shallow puddle gathered in the low corner of a damp dungeon. Chill seeped from the cracks in the walls and floor.
Chains clinked gently across stone, and an occasional draw of haggard breath pushed through the silence. A woman was on her feet, barely, knees bent and head hanging, hands manacled above her head. She was gripping and releasing the chains in time to the drips, trying to keep blood flowing through her aching arms and shoulders. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, dry tongue occasionally darting out onto dry lips. Blonde hair hung down, framing her face, sticking to her neck.
Kara Zor-El, princess of Krypton, was a prisoner – and she was scheduled to become a martyr.
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Alex is rushing in from the labs with a small blonde girl in her arms – the child is nestled in one of Alex’s hoodies, bare feet kicking lightly against Alex’s stomach. Maggie, who had been granted access long ago, looks equally harried as she comes in from the parking garage carrying a tiny girl wrapped in a towel – only the tiny dark haired child is wailing inconsolably and clinging to her tightly.
When the two women see each other they stop and stare for a moment, taking in what’s going on before Maggie exclaims with wide eyes, “Kara?!”
The blonde child perks up at her name, Alex rocks her tenderly, patting her back as she confirms, “Yep, Kara and a couple more at CatCo were kiddified. Who’s that?”
Maggie is desperately trying to calm the girl in her arms who hasn’t stopped crying since she and Sam managed to get her out from behind the sofa in the CFO’s office. The child has been sobbing so hard her cheeks are red and blotchy and she’s hiccupping. Maggie rocks her softly, bouncing her on her hip as she tries to comfort her, “It’s okay, niña. You’re safe here, Lena.”
SuperCorp as Toddlers because I wanted to write diabetes inducing fluff.