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Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
27 Jun 2017
Lena Luthor is curled up on her couch with a book propped up on her legs when a fiery orange blaze splits the sky in two. Not that she sees it, because she’s just about dozing off, glasses sitting askew on her nose, cheek smooshed up against the palm of her hand—but she does hear the thunderous crash coming from her backyard, and she certainly feels the way the entire house shakes from the impact.
When she pads over to the window to peer into her backyard, it’s completely dark. She can barely make out the familiar shapes of her garden through the inky blackness. Everything is still, except for an odd shape at the base of the huge oak tree in the far corner of the yard--which is on fire.
(Basically, what if Lena found Mon El's pod? I try and make Mon El a good character. Lena and Mon El form a friendship (the brotp you didn't know you wanted), Kara is very protective of Lena, and Lena is a gay mess. Drama ensues. Supercorp fall in love obvi)
AU where Lena and Kara were best friends before Kara came out as Supergirl, and Lena designs her suit. Lena thirsts over Kara's fine ass which turns into feelings and it's really sweet guys
Summaries are hard so here's an excerpt:
“Kara,” Lena whined and tapped her pencil against her pad. “Come on, what’s the problem? Is it the wrong shade of blue or something? Hurry up, let me see.”
“No way, Lena,” Kara protested, and Lena could clearly imagine the stubborn frown she must have been wearing. There was a pause, followed by Kara’s timid sounding voice. “You’ll…you’ll laugh at me.”
Lena sighed, set her sketchbook down and directed her eyes to the bathroom door, reaching for her chopsticks and carton of chow mein as she rocked back in her chair.
“Kara, please. I promise I won’t laugh. Will you just come out already? I want to see how it all…fits.”
The clump of noodles caught in Lena’s chopsticks never made it to her mouth. Instead, they hovered in mid-air while Lena did a winning impression of a goldfish as her best friend shuffled out of the bathroom in a crop top and hot pants combination that left very little to the imagination.