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msdanvers · 1 year
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your excuses to yourself are starting to look flimsier, your arguments starting to devolve into near-stalemates. but does this mean you’re getting weaker, you wonder, or stronger?
you won’t kiss her by @sapphic-luthor ↳ commissioned by @prisnvillanelle
[insp]. more information about commissions here.
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rafidesousa · 8 months
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Yeah, well... I've been trying to practice some stuff, so here we are. :)
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jeniferprince · 1 year
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supercorp <3
patreon // check more of my work on instagram // buy prints here
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nottawriter · 6 months
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I commissioned @iwishicoulddrawheatherforaliving for this piece based on a fic by @snowydragonscave
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50632990
It's a beautifully written Kara & Lena fic that really spoke to me and Gracie's art is so perfect.
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Thank you both for creating such great Supercorp content 💙❤
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sleepyagent · 2 months
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If this aint homo, idk what is.
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nicofitz · 1 month
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Sapphic ship: interacts
Me:
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genghisthebrain · 3 months
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wednesday addams + santana lopez + lena luthor + poison ivy + regina mills + eve polastri == dark haired black cat (occasionally murderous) gay homos in love with their blond golden retriever (occasionally murderous) girlfriends
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sexy-sapphic-sorcerer · 3 months
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the original "top me top me top me" meme was written about katie mcgrath?!
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checks out
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lilyflowerhere · 9 months
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Rock, paper
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zllmcgrath · 5 months
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Luthor-Danvers family!
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supercorpstateofmind · 5 months
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I think about this daily
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I think about how the writers wanted to have them get together in the end but they couldn’t get the green light from higher ups so the writers gave us so much queer subtext and this scene because it was the best they could do and I cry all day over this
I’ll drown in my tears on this hill
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msdanvers · 1 year
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“Now make a wish.”
thirteen birthdays, by @sapphic-luthor ↳ commissioned by @prisnvillanelle
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rafidesousa · 11 months
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Hey! :)
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afterglowlws · 5 months
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The most unrealistic part of Supergirl, a show about a superhero alien, is the fact that Alex never called Kara out on being gay
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nottawriter · 10 months
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Working on mental reframing practices with my therapist...
Lexie Grey died, so that
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Alex Danvers could badass
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Morgana Pendragon died, so that
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Lena Luthor could badass
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adabear · 9 months
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I wrote a supercorp ficlet about hands because I’m gay gay homo gay I’ve never written fiction that wasn’t a comic before shut UP (I’m embarrassed)
hands
“You have such pretty hands.” Kara held Lena’s hands, open, small, and pale on top of her own. Lena’s hands were elegant, long fingered, with carefully maintained nails (black today) splayed out for Kara’s careful gaze. The kryptonian closed her grasp around Lena, just a little, and ran a careful thumb down the interior of her middle finger. A callous, from holding a pen maybe. And there, on her thumb was a flat, silver scar, so small you could miss it. 
“I was nine. Playing with a soldering gun,” Lena helpfully supplied, the promise of a laugh in her voice. 
Kara closed her hands around Lena’s fully, weaving their fingers together and wiggling their joined fists playfully. A little squeeze. She’d held Lena’s hand before, plenty of times. She knew them like- well like the back of her own hand. But things had felt a little… different lately. They had lunches, and game nights, and movie sleepovers. They’d always had those. But something about them lately seemed significant. A little more important. Kara couldn’t really explain how it just. It just was. 
It was silly really, a quick movement, playful affection between friends when suddenly Kara found herself unable to resist drawing Lena’s pale knuckles to her lips and kissing them. Giggly, chaste little pecks that made Kara’s chest feel so full she had to drop Lena’s hands back in their laps, and laugh, and hide her face behind her own journalist’s palms. She heard Lena laughing too but couldn’t look. 
“Sorry! Sorry, having a silly day. I’ve been thinking about going back to Catco and I’ve been writing all these articles because when I ask for my job back I want to have something good and I’m just,” Kara paused, finally coming out from hiding. “I’m being goofy,” she laughed, cheeks rosy, finally looking Lena in the eye.
And oh… she had expected Lena to be laughing at her antics too, or maybe picking at the half finished salad left by the demolished remains of Kara’s own lunch. Instead, Lena was giving her one of those looks. Those significant looks, the kind that made their time together feel so important lately. Her gaze, so green, was open and warm and just so, so fond. It sent something crackly and electric ping ponging around in Kara’s chest. She wanted to look away, to hide again, felt her face burning so hot it ached in the tips of her ears, but Lena didn’t look away. Instead, the promise of a smile tugged at her vermillion lips. Kara’s breath caught in her chest.
And Lena looked down. The broken gaze was permission to breathe again. Kara huffed out another little giggle and looked down too, relieved and disappointed that whatever that was had ended. The tingle of adrenaline slowly dwindled down to her fingertips. 
Kara watched Lena run her own pointer down the back of tanned, strong hands. 
“You have pretty hands too,” Lena murmured. And oh no. The buzzing crackle in Kara’s chest roared back to life. She didn’t dare look up, watching Lena’s black nail trace each finger from knuckle to tip with a featherlight touch. Out and back again, a careful, tactile observation.
“You think? I dunno I guess I never thought about them you know they’re just my hands so I see them everyday and-“ Lena stopped Kara’s babbling by turning her wrist, splaying both of Kara’s hands palm up. Why was THAT so affecting?
“Th-they-“ A false start. Oh jeez. The blonde watched Lena knead the pad of her thumb into Kara’s palms, gently massaging them. “I almost wish I could get scars sometimes, you know? Your hands have a story to them but mine are just boring old h-hands!” 
Kara knew her voice was steadily rising in pitch but found herself entirely unable to control it. The brunette had moved on to squeezing each digit delicately and oh Kara would not have expected that to feel so nice. The little buzzy feeling in Kara’s chest was growing, sizzle hot and ticklish, and she felt she might burst. 
“I like them,” Lena said simply, raising Kara’s palms to her face. The Kryptonian watched the motion, utterly dumbstruck, until their eyes met over their shared grasp. Kara froze, held in place by a gaze as effective as Kryptonite. Lena’s eyes were half-lidded, laughing, her lips upturned in a fond, lazy smile. Like she knew exactly what these moments were, where they were going, like she savored lingering in them. 
Kara had a half a second’s notice to realize what was about to happen. A warm breath gusted, ticklish, across the pulse point in her wrist. Lena broke their gaze, eyelashes fluttering low over her cheeks as the brunette looked down. And pressed a single, lingering kiss to the heel of Kara’s hand. 
Something like a squeak must have come out of Kara’s mouth because suddenly Lena was laughing. She returned the superhero’s limp hands to her own lap. Kara found herself flushed and a little miffed. Utterly incapacitated by green eyes and careful fingers. Oh Rao. 
“Are you alright, darling?” Lena laughed, blessedly turning back to her salad so that the blonde could begin the process of returning to her body. 
Kara struggled for only a moment before squeaking, embarrassed and affectionate, “You’re teasing me!!” 
At that, Lena only smiled, unapologetic.
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