‘But you know who I am, Kara Danvers, for you have prayed to me for the years you have lived, and I have listened. I am Rao and I am in search of a warrior.’
‘A warrior?’
‘To be my hands, my eyes, my justice. To be my final word against the evildoers. To bind your very being to me and defeat only the worst, those who deserve it. Kara Danvers, do you truly want death? Or do you want life?’
‘I… I’m not sure.’
‘Your soul, I feel it. Broken. Split down the middle. You long for the life you lost in Krypton and you struggle to live the life you have been given with the Danvers. Most fascinating. You are a worthy candidate to serve me. In exchange for saving your life, Kara Danvers, do you swear to protect the travelers of my light and bring my justice to those who would do them harm?’
‘I…I can’t.’
‘Do you not wish to honour the sacrifice your parents made to save your life? Do you not wish to give justice and continue their legacy?’
‘My parents?’
‘Yes. Zor-El and his wife Alura, who served under me and protected the travellers of my light, who brought justice to the people of Krypton! So will you, Kara Zor-El, follow in the footsteps of your parents? Do you swear to protect the travellers of my light and bring my justice to those who would do them harm?!’
‘…Yes.’
‘Then rise, Kara Zor-El. Rise and live again. As my fist of justice. As my protector of the light…. as my Supergirl.’
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Supergirl/Moon Knight AU where Kara is a human from the country of Krypton which was decimated in a civil war. She struggles to live her life as Kara Danvers, longing for her life as Kara Zor-El. She drifts away from Alex and her adoptive family and becomes a bit destructive.
One day, and it’s been weeks since she spoke to Alex last, Kara comes across a mugging in the night. She attempts to stop it but ends up getting stabbed several times.
Bleeding out in an alleyway, Kara decides she won’t call Alex or an ambulance, willing to accept her death and join her parents. But on the verge of dying, Kara is approached by the physical form of Rao, her country’s god, who offers to give her another chance and her life a purpose by becoming his avatar and his ‘fist of justice’.
She’s initially hesitant, but it isn’t until Rao reveals that her parents had been avatars for him in Krypton that Kara accepts his offer. Brought back to life, Kara becomes his avatar and is given a new identity when she is his fist of justice and becomes his ‘Supergirl’.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers, Winn Schott Jr., Benjamin Lockwood (DCU), James "Jimmy" Olsen
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Human Kara Danvers, Vampire Lena Luthor, Haunted Houses, Rating May Change, Homophobic Language
Summary:
When Ben Lockwood challenges Kara to spend one night alone inside "the Castle", Midvale's most famous haunted spot, she accepts. After all the hauntings are just stories, put out by townsfolk to keep youngsters away from a dangerous place.
„Alice, please put off the scissors. You could hurt yourself.“
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Kara, a florist, is the young mother of Alice. She's a very modest living person, always friendly and free from prejudices. Sometimes she acts a bit overprotective.
Alice, a schoolgirl, is very introvert. She doesn't talk much, is very shy and prefers to play on her own than with other children. After school she loves it to sit in the flower shop of her mother and helps her sometimes a little.
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Kara and Alice will be one of the side characters in „Detroit: Become Reverse”
Prompted anonymously (I’m so sorry friend! I lost your ask!!) based on this post specifically following @theragingthespian ‘s tag (#kara can’t handle her drinks but lucy’s ready to party my dudes)
Summary: Kara can’t hold her alcohol, but Lucy loves her anyway. (Human Kara)
Read over here on AO3
At the beginning of their friendship when interactions were mostly confined to working lunches at CatCo or game nights at Kara’s apartment, it never really came up much. Once they started dating, however, Lucy learned very quickly that Kara absolutely could not hold her alcohol. She had tried to introduce Kara to the club scene, hoping she would love it—the freedom of letting loose with a few drinks and dancing like the night would never end—as much as she did. Fortunately for Kara, she thrived in the new environment and thoroughly enjoyed her nights out with Lucy. Unfortunately for Lucy, ‘a few drinks’ was not letting loose, in Kara’s world. No, ‘a few drinks’ was a giggling, uncoordinated mess that had a tendency of ending up on the floor.
On her way back from the ladies’ room, Lucy noticed that, in the time she was gone, Kara had somehow managed to finish her drink and get ahold of another cocktail, which she sat drinking at the bar. The large, goofy grin spread across her face, the slightly hazy look in her eyes, and the way her shoulders seemed to bounce lightly as she giggled at seemingly nothing told Lucy all she needed to know—Kara was already three-fourths of the way to completely gone.
As Lucy sidled up to lean against the bar, Kara’s grin spread impossibly wider, and she she slurred out, “H-heyyy! You—ummmm …” She trailed off for a moment as if she’d forgotten what she was saying, before suddenly starting to bounce on her stool, half-shouting, “You look like my girlfriend, Lucy!”
Lucy couldn’t contain her small snort and eye roll. “I am your girlfriend, you dork,” she chuckled as she rested a palm on Kara’s shoulder to steady her, while stealing the drink from her hand and taking a long sip. The arm being used to balance her girlfriend was quickly used to restrain her as she lunged for the drink, now being held out of her reach.
“Heyyy! Thaaa’s miiiiiinnneeee!” she whined loudly.
“Not anymore, it isn’t,” Lucy stated with a cheeky smirk, taking another large pull from the drink and cringing slightly because, of course, Kara got the sweetest, most fruity cocktail available.
“Why are you so mean to me?!” Kara cried out, a deep pout settling over her features. Lucy just shook her head at the girl, refusing to make eye contact, because if she looked directly at that kicked-puppy expression, she knew that she’d fold, and Kara most definitely did not need the drink back. That point was just driven home for Lucy as she watched Kara from the corner of her eye and tried to contain her laughter. The drunk girl’s pout slipped away, already forgetting why she was upset in the first place, and her eyes seemed to focus on the side of Lucy’s head, as her goofy smile returned and her hand clumsily rose to stroke Lucy’s dark waves. “So fluffy,” she mumbled to herself, in wonder.
At that, Lucy couldn’t hold back her giggles anymore. “God! You’re such a lightweight!”
“Why do you say lightweight like it’s a bad thing??? You’ve gotta pay like … tw-twenty whole bucks to get drunk, and I only gotta pay like five! Sorry you’re sad!” she said with a triumphant grin like she hadn’t just stumbled and slurred her way through most of her words.
“Okay, but I’m not picking your dumbass up off the bar floor after a Jell-O shot and a Smirnoff Ice, while you’re crying like a bitch. It’s only 9:30, Kara, and we just got here,” Lucy replied smugly as she downed the rest of Kara’s cocktail. Turning to Kara with a smirk, thinking she’d won their bantering, Lucy quickly regretted her words because there were tears welling up in Kara’s eyes. Oh no.
Lucy knew that Kara was a deeply sensitive person, and alcohol only seemed to amplify that. Along with learning that it took next to nothing to get Kara drunk, Lucy also learned quickly that she was a rather … emotional drunk, too. Given Kara’s unerringly chipper personality, that emotion was usually happy—most often seen in her bubbling laughter, uninhibited smiles, and excited little wiggles. That mood, however, could shift at the drop of a hat, as Lucy recalled from the Puppy Incident.
Not even a month after they had started dating, Lucy was dragging her girlfriend’s drunk ass up the stairs to her apartment, with little help from Kara who seemed all too amused with her floppy limbs and doubled—maybe even tripled—vision. She managed to get the girl settled onto the couch in front of the TV, where she sat giggling to herself, as Lucy made her way into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water and some Advil—knowing that Kara was, undoubtedly, going to need it. All of that was forgotten when, in the living room, Kara’s soft laughter turned into harsh sobs. Panicked, Lucy rushed to her side only to hear Kara gasping out, They’re just s-s-so CUTE! as she pointed towards the TV where a rerun of “Unlikely Animal Friends” was playing. Lucy couldn’t believe that Kara was in tears because of a couple small puppies playing with a sea lion … but then again, knowing Kara, she definitely could. It took turning the TV off and a solid twenty minutes of snuggling before Kara calmed down and passed out on top of her, latching onto her like a big, blonde barnacle. Lucy still couldn’t believe that her first time sleeping over with Kara was spent on her couch, smooshed under the drunk and drooling girl. She wouldn’t have changed the memory for the world … but that didn’t mean she would refrain from taking every opportunity she could to lord it over her sappy, lovable girlfriend.
Kara sat sniffling in front of her, teary eyes wide as she asked, “You don’t love me enough to pick me up off the ground?”
The small pout always did Lucy in. “No, Kara, I love you enough to not let you end up on the ground in the first place,” she stated seriously. Kara’s dreary mood faded as quickly as it came, and she practically fell off her stool as she tried to wrap herself around Lucy, burying her face in Lucy’s neck.
Lucy could feel Kara’s warm breath against her throat as she asked, “Awwwww, you really love me, Lucy?”
“Of course I do, you drunken goofball,” Lucy teased as she wrapped her arms more tightly around her girlfriend.
Kara pulled back, with her glasses askew and her braids almost completely falling apart, and nudged her nose and lips sloppily against Lucy’s cheek in an attempted kiss, as she mumbled, “Good. ‘Cause I love you, too.” A sappy smile spread across Lucy’s lips without her permission, before breaking into a laugh, as Kara continued, “Plus, you smell really good! Did you know that? ‘Cause you do! Like … like—uhhhh rain! An-and the forest! An—“
“Alright, I think that’s our cue to head home! Come on!” Lucy cut her off, chuckling.
“Nooooo, Luuuucyyyyy, I like it right here!” Kara whined pushing closer to her girlfriend.
“Oh, and why’s that?”
“Snuggles,” she mumbled into Lucy’s hair.
“We can snuggle at home, you know,” Lucy offered.
Kara pulled back, searching Lucy’s face and asking “Really?” as if the lack of snuggles was a very serious concern. At Lucy’s nod, she conceded with a soft, “okay.”
Lucy paid off their tab and gathered their things, before signaling to Alex, Maggie, and Vasquez, who were out on the dance floor, that she and Kara were leaving. Slinging Kara’s arm over her back and her own arm around Kara’s waist, Lucy felt Kara slump against her and attempt to rest her head against her shoulder. With the height difference, though, it ended up settling more on top of Lucy’s own head. “Alright, baby, ready to go home with me?” Lucy teased.
Kara lifted her head to make eye contact with Lucy, stating with all the sincerity she could muster in her fairly inebriated state, “I’d go anywhere with you, Lucy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Kara then placed her head back on top of Lucy’s, giving a small, definitive nod and sinking more heavily against Lucy’s side. In that moment, feeling Kara’s weight and warmth against her, Lucy thought that she must have underestimated her own level of tipsiness because that was the only explanation for the dopey grin currently stretched across her face.
