top 5 most legendary sc fics, if you would sir.
i cant do any top [given number] [given topic] things bro i can’t narrow it down to THAT few and i always intently worry about leaving out smg Really Good and Really Obvious! there’s also a lot of like earlier stuff from 2017 that i know i loved but haven’t reread in a long time so i’ll inevitably leave ‘em out. but if you’re like, what are definitely your landmark reading experiences, then:
Made of Stars
heroism is a full time job
A Foolish Wit
A Ribbon at a Time
to re-fashion the matrix of creation
time's supposed to heal you (but i ain't done much healing)
Say it With Your Hands
lena dies on a wednesday
Out of time (I felt you in my legs before I ever met you)
certain dark things
Please Clarify
i know you don’t believe (it’s you i’ve waited for)
you and me
Say Something
it's a great big atlas (i love you like the stars above)
Hey, Are You Lena Luthor?
an animal within an animal
quiet when i'm coming home (i'm on my own)
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Whispers of “Are you sure?”
“slightly” tiptoe ❤️ from is it gravity (or are we fallin’ in love?) by @coffeeshib
Lena had become unaccustomed to being alone. Really lost her touch. She used to be quite the expert. Alone in a lab with obscenely permissive funding and a big hunk of kryptonite; once upon a time, this would’ve been paradise.
Now, the picture on the edge of her desk, her eyes scrunched shut and mouth opened wide in visibly genuine laughter, an arm slung across her shoulder—that was enough to distract her from the most fascinating material she’d ever laid her hands on. How long had she been staring? Hm. She played with the bracelet on her wrist, fingers sliding over familiar textures in mindless, practiced patterns.
Her tablet pinged. The alarm. And the usual daily email: ‘Back from visit to you-know-where, ate a plant-thing that made my sweat smell like anchovy pizza, I swear,’ read the subject line.
Morning now, then. That was alright. She could sleep on the—she snorted—the flight. She didn’t click the email. Better save it for later.
Outside, people were no longer walking around in government-issued gas masks; ever since they’d managed to bring the airborne kryptonite concentration down to 0.05 ppm last year, the panic had died down considerably. Still, at the very height of noon when the sun hit it just right, you could make out a faint greenish tinge to the sky.
And as long as that beautiful green glow graced the Earth’s skyline, Supergirl could not.
A year, ten months, twenty one days. Twenty two, now. It was morning.
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My piece for the @supercorpzine! In which Lena becomes an astronaut to smooch her wife in space.
camila noceda is THE best mother
I love drawing them like this...
I just wanna say that if Lena shot lex in the head instead of the heart/abdomen, none of this drama would’ve happened
lip drawn constellations and pen marked kisses
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The first time Kara kisses her, it is largely unimportant.
It happens simply enough: Kara’s mouth pressed to Lena’s cheek mid-pose for the group photo that Nia insists on taking during a particularly rowdy game night. In the grand scale of things, it barely even registers. Kara’s lips are there and gone in the time it takes for an iPhone camera shutter to open and close, and the only lasting reminder of it lives on Nia’s Instagram page, in a world of social media that Lena does not frequent.
She doesn’t really think about it.
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Justice for Breonna Taylor
Justice for Ahmaud Arbery
Justice for Joāo Pedro
Police Accountability Act of 2020
I Want Sandra Bland’s Case Reopened
The Trayvon Martin Law - Stop This From Happening Again
Willie Simmons Has Served 38 Years For a $9 Robbery
Fire Racist Criminal Michael J Reynolds From the NYPD
Hands Up Act
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