Logged back in here cause I was feeling nostalgic and wanted to read the swanqueen masterpieces I remembered reading but couldn't quite grasp their titles and the name of the author. But then I remembered the author sayin they were gonna delete their account because other authors were copyrighting her work by replacing the characters in another fandom. Got sad thinking about it but remembered I followed them here in tumblr so yea, logged in here then browsed through my following. But then I realized I followed a shitton of other amazing writers and beautiful gays and now I'm feeling sad cause not only am I not finding that marvelous SQ author but also remembered I am single as fuck and I mean, is it really too much to ask for a girlfriend?? I know I ain't beautiful and sexy but just a girlfriend would be fucking nice.
Kara texts this to Lena knowing she’s in the middle of a long board meeting that she’s been dreading for a week– either she’ll read it and get a brief reprieve from the monotony, or it’ll be waiting for her when she’s done.
Lena reads it mid-meeting, and twenty blocks away Kara picks up a familiar yet involuntary bark of laughter that is immediately apologized away, and grins to herself for a job well done.
As the board meeting resumes, Kara receives a text back from her girlfriend who dances no better than KM dances irl:
Kara whipped her head around, already shrinking away. “What? No. This isn’t even all that heavy actually.” She tried to use her entire body to shield the couch from view, but Lena was already on her way. Also, it was a couch.
“Kara, don’t be silly,” Lena said. “Let me help you. I’ve been upping my pilates routine!”
“No, Lena, actually…” Kara dragged the couch just out of Lena’s reach. “Actually, it’s too heavy, and-and you’ll hurt yourself, so… no thank you!”
Lena pursed her lips into a friendly pout. “… I thought you said it wasn’t heavy.” She took another step toward the couch, only to end up with fistfuls of empty air when Kara tugged the couch out of reach yet again.
“It’s… both. You really have to stop… uh, thinking in binaries,” Kara said, now batting Lena’s hands away from the furniture in question. “Lena. Lena, oh my god, Lena. You have to–wait!” She jumped onto the couch, sprawling herself across the cushions with all four limbs extended.
“… Kara. Come on…” Lena said, the teensiest bit of exasperation seeping into her tone. “You’re being ridiculous.”
“You’re being ridiculous!” But to Kara’s utter horror, Lena went about moving the couch on her own, even with Kara lying on top. “No! What are you doing!?”
“Jesus christ,” Lena said through gritted teeth, arms shaking with her efforts. The couch barely moved an inch. “How are you this heavy?”
“That’s, well, that’s just rude now…” Kara ducked her head and sighed, more or less resigned. “Okay, okay, you can help.”
Unfortunately for both women though, Kara hopped off the couch at the exact moment Lena was giving her most emphatic tug yet, and…
Lena had to blink three times before she could comprehend the sight before her. The dark skid marks marring the wooden floor. The couch she had been so insistent on moving, now halfway through a wall. And perhaps most surprisingly, the solid arms around her, the ones that had swept her off the ground and into a rather inelegant fireman’s carry.
“… I told you so?” Kara said with a hesitant chuckle when Lena glared up at her.
Lena slapped a hand to Kara’s chest, right over the raised impression of Supergirl’s crest and scoffed, “I knew it!”
Kara’s face twisted into a pained grimace. “I’m so sorry, Lena. I really should have told you sooner and–”
“And you were really going to let me embarrass myself by forcing me to move an entire couch on my own!”
“I–what? No! In fact, I was trying to–”
Lena hastily wrapped both her arms around Kara’s neck when she tried to let her down. “Nope! I don’t think so. You’re carrying me from now on.”
“Really?” Kara laughed despite herself.
“Yup!” Lena announced, kicking off her heels and relaxing into Kara’s arms. “Now take me to my phone. I need to call Jess about a new couch and, incidentally, a new wall.”
Kara shook her head with a small snort. “Yes, ma'am.”
She laughed harder when Lena took her glasses, putting them on her own face just to mutter to herself, I knew it!
Cary grant and Randolph Scott lived together for 11 years in their mansion entitled the bachelor pad there are press pictures of the two of them living in a completely wonderfully domestic setting
When Cary grant has to marry as to stop the rumours of their gayness he became very depressed, him and his wife divorced 13 months later
Sounds like his wife wasn’t in on it, why not marry a lesbian and her girlfriend could marry his boyfriend and they could live next door and high five each other as they jumped the fence every night to be with their partners
why am i not lovingly running my fingers through a girls hair as she drifts off to sleep!! in this essay i will outline how i'm gay and legally require this
All of Lena’s right shoes are suddenly missing and she doesn’t know whether to blame Kara, the dog, or (one of) their kid(s)
Thanks for the prompt!
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Lena doesn’t notice at first.
Not until Monday morning when she’s standing in their closet looking for her favourite pair of black red bottom heels does she realize that she’s holding onto the left heel with the right nowhere in sight.
“Kara!” Lena calls out to her wife. Waving the heel in her hand slightly when Kara’s head pokes into the closet, her toothbrush hanging from her mouth. “Have you seen my other heel?”
Kara shakes her head before she disappears for a moment to spit in the sink.
“Have you checked under the bed?”
Kara’s voice holds a touch of amusement as Lena’s body warms at the memory of their date night earlier in the week. The desperation she had felt as she had rapidly kicked her heels free, losing her balance in the process and taking Kara tumbling on to the bed with her.
“So much for going in early.” Lena says more to herself, but knowing full well that Kara can still hear her perfectly as she moves into their bedroom. Lowering herself near the end of their bed Lena lifts the corner of their duvet, sighing when she’s met with nothing more than a stray fluff of dog hair.
“Do you have another pair you can wear?”
Lena lifts up onto her knees to stare at her wife watching her from the bathroom. Bracing herself with a hand against the mattress Lena stands, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“I’d have to change my whole outfit.” Lena admits as she carries her heel back to their closet. Already untucking her button down top from her pencil skirt as Kara follows close behind. Leaning against the door jam as she watches Lena strip down to her underwear before she pulls on a dress.
Kara steps in before Lena can ask, slowly dragging the zipper upwards, brushing Lena’s hair clear from the jagged teeth.
Kara doesn’t move when she feels Lena freeze. Trying to keep her whole body from shaking as Lena stares at their shoe rack.
“Kara... where are all my shoes?”
Lena turns slowly, feeling her wife vibrating behind her.
Kara’s lips are tucked between her teeth as she shakes her head.
“Kara…” Lena’s voice is low and threatening as she maintains eye contact with her squirming wife.
“I don’t know.”
“Kara!” Lena's voice rises as Kara scurries from their bedroom and Lena follows her down the stairs.
“I swear to Rao if your dog ate my heels again-” A burst of laughter interupts her rant as they enter the kitchen. Lara and Lori already perched at the kitchen island watching the two of them with their faces half hidden behind their hands.
“Krypto is a good boy.” Kara coos as her furry friend appears out of nowhere, leaning against her legs and leaving behind a trail of fur on her pants. “You wouldn’t do that, would you?” Kara leans down, affectionately stroking Krypto behind one ear.
Lena rolls her eyes as she moves towards the coffee maker, another titter of laughter erupting quietly behind her back. Lena hums as she hands over the first mug to Kara before pouring a second. Slowly turning to eye her daughters over the rim of her cup, her smile hidden behind the rim.
“You two wouldn’t know anything about my missing heels would you?”
Lena raises an eyebrow, as both girls violently shake their heads.
“Oh no?” Lena asks as she takes a sip of her coffee, pretending to walk around the island to grab the newspaper. Placing her cup down, as she pretends to read the headline before she lunges.
One arm wraps gently around Lara as she tickles her tummy, laughing as Lara shrieks and squirms.
“I think you do!” Lena tickles for another second, before the little girl caves.
“It was Stitch!” Lena stops her tickle attack, giving them both a moment to breath.
“It was Stitch?” Lena pretends to ask as she looks over at Kara in confusion. Suddenly remembering the little blue alien in the animated film the girls insisted on watching for their Friday family movie night.
“And where might Stitch have hidden all of Mom’s shoes?” Lena asks Lara, her arms still wrapped around her daughter’s petite frame.
“Lori’s closet.” Lara points at her big sister.
“Lara!” Lori’s eyes widen as she starts to back off her stool as Lena prowls closer. Turning to run when Lena jumps forward only to find her escape suddenly blocked as she runs into Kara.
“Jeju!” Lori shrieks when Lena is able to wrap her arms around her middle, lifting her into the air. Spinning them around as she tickles her for a moment before putting her down.
“And don’t think you’re free.” Lena turns around to stalk towards her wife. “I know you had something to do with this.”
Kara squeaks as Lena lunges at her, allowing Lena to send them tumbling over the back of the couch. The two women landing in a heap on the couch, Lena braced over her wife as Kara pretended to squirm and try to get away. Their daughters quickly join them on the couch, leaping on Lena’s back and Kara’s legs.
“OKAY! OKAY!” Kara yells out, the four of them collapsing in a heap as they each try to catch their breath.
“You’re going to be late now.” Kara whispers into Lena’s ear even as she pulls her a little tighter into her chest.
“That’s okay.” Lena smiles as she presses a chaste kiss against Kara’s lips, eliciting twin groans from their daughters.
My favorite thing that Kara and Lena have done every time they see each other since the reveal is FREEZE in place and stare at each other. Like the mere sight of each other brings back all the heartbreak and they just get the wind knocked out of them and breathe heavily trying to find the words to say.
