#red!kara

[lexa-kom-skaikru]

Can you guys imagine if Lena had gone in for the hug with Red!Kara as she usually does?

The poor girl would have died right then and there.

[supergirlimagine]

Sticks and Stones pt.2

Red!K Kara x B!Danvers Reader

There was darkness around you and all you feel is Pain. You hear voices, that you can't quite place, but they sound familiar. You slowly open your eyes and start to look around. A Hospital..No the DEO, you’re in the DEO, you realize and your memory slowly sets in. The fight, the Pain, the words that had been said. Your sisters hate you, they hate you and they want you out of their Life, you knew it, you always knew it deep down, that you didn't belong to them. They were Heroes and you’re just, well..You. Your Breathing is getting quicker, the Machines around you are going wild and you just want to get out, want to leave. Now. You try to get up despite your Ribs screaming at you to lay back down and your Lungs burning. Something tugs at your arm as you try to reach to get off the bed, you realize is your IV, which you promptly pull out. Pain shoots through your arm but like everything else, you ignore it. Your feet are just about to hit the ground when strong arms wrap around you from the back, holding you in place. You just now realize that you have been sobbing and hyperventilating. You can barely see, but you’d know these Arms anywhere. “Alex”, You half whisper, half yell. Your voice sounds raspy and broken. It almost feels like you are bleeding from the inside with every word you rasp out. Neverthelss, you continue

“No, Let go! Let me go. I have to leave!”,

You start to protest, weakly trying to escape her embrace. The Blood running down on your arm painting the white sheets and gown in a dark red.

“No..Shh. Shhh Y/N. Its alright. Just lay down. I got you, just Rest.I got you.” She’s half sitting behind you on the Bed now and running her fingers through your Hair. You almost hate her for how calm she sounds, how reasonable. How the whole word could be on fire right now, but with your eldest sisters right next to you, you wouldn't even worry for half a second. You want to hate her for it, or more hate yourself for how dependent you are on her comfort, but you can't help yourself as you slowly sink into her embrace. Letting her voice calm you down until your sobs turn into hiccups.

Just as you look up and try to forget the emotional and physical pain just for a split second, you catch Karas eyes. She standing at the end of your Bed, matching your outfit with a Hospital gown, looking like she wants to reach out to you, but hesitant and with silent Tears streaming down her face. The silence is suffocating and you can't hold her eyes for more than a couple seconds, but it felt like the staring contest of a lifetime. You turn and burry your face in Alex’s shoulder, wishing everything and everyone away.

This isn't’ real, they don’t want you. They hate you. You are a burden and Kara doesn't’ even want to life with you, you are annoying and useless, you should..

“”Y/N. What was that?”” Something breaks your train of thoughts, you must have been speaking out loud. Alex eyes are starring back at you, concern marking her features.

““I..””

You cough and try to clear you throat, which is only making the Pain worse. You try and remember why your throat hurts so damn much, when the image of your Alien sister chocking you comes into your mind and you look up to her for a second out of reflex. Your eyes meet hers for the second time, she knows what you just remembered. It’s unsure to say who was in more Pain in that exact moment.

You try again

““I said..I’m sorry. I-I. Can lea-..””, Kara looks at you panicked, to afraid to speak, but wanting to make you see that you weren'’t at fault. She can’t find the words and Alex beats her to it.

“”No! Sweetie..Y/N. I know there is a lot to talk about, but you have to know that what happened tonight was terrible and I know you are scared and confused. Kara was infected with Red Kryptonite. It made her..Not be herself. She didn't’ mean what she said. Or meant to do what she did. She’’ll tell you that herself.”

Alex looked up to her sister, trying to encouraging her to speak up, but the blonde remained silent, lost for words. She wiped her tears and stepped forward, your eyes were focused on the blonde, wanting to, but not really believing Alex. She reaches out and tries to touch your arm and you can’t help but flinch away from her touch, new tears welling up in both of your eyes. Pulling her hand away like she’s been burned and taking a step back, she lays some tissues and a band-aid on the side of your bed. Close enough so you can reach it, far enough so she’s not in your space.

“”You...”” she clears her throat.

“You are Bleeding, Y/N”, she points at you arm, where you had just ripped out the IV.

Seconds pass.

“”I’m so. So sorry.””, she says in a shaking voice before looking at Alex one more time, who begs her with her eyes to stay and talk.

She ignores the silent request and turns around to leave. You feel Alex hug you closer and you look at you arm and over to the bandages. She left you Mickey Mouse Band-aids. You know you were way too old for those, but she always keeps them just for you.

On a family trip to Disneyland you had fallen and cut open your knee while running around with Kara, who had been put in charge of you for the short walk from the Teacup ride to the Bathrooms. It was a short walk, and your Mother had been able to see the two of you the whole way over. For Kara it was the single most important responsibility of her young lifetime. Usually Alex was the one in charge of big girl stuff, but this time it was her and she took that job really serious, just like she’d seen Alex do all the time. Her heart had doubled in size with pride. She had looked your Mother in the eyes with a seriousness in her expression, you had ever seen before. Nodding with determination, when she was told to look after her little sister. You guys had been so caught up in your fun and freedom, that you took a tumble, which resulted in a minor cut with some minor bleeding on your part. Kara had freaked out and picked you up quicker than you had fallen and carried you halfway through the park, trying to remain at an acceptable human pace, to the first aid station. They gave you a Mickey Mouse band-aid for your knee and free ice cream for the Tears. You and Kara had returned to your worried mother, who had only looked away for a split second and an annoyed Teenage Alex, with smiles on your Faces and ice cream in hands. She had been mad that you two went further than she had allowed, but in an even more serious face than she had worn before, your sister had told her, that she had done what was necessary to look after her little sister and make sure she was fine. All while eating away at the ice-cream that was melting down one hand, while the other one was holding yours tight. All you could do was stare at her in wonder, from that point forward you were pretty sure that your sister hung the moon and the stars.

Ever since then Kara had made a point of keeping Mickey Mouse Band-Aids around. Even different themes for different seasons, but she always had them ready for you. If you had a Paper cut or got a small burn from trying and failing to make any type of meal for yourself. Sometimes she would just use them to cheer you up and it always worked. She had always been right there to help you through the pain.

You looked up at the Door where she had just left out of. Never would you have thought, that she one day would be on the giving end of that Pain.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

I’ve got a horrible, awful, no good, partially baked idea for Season 4

The black kryptonite splits Kara-- Red!Kara and our Kara. And Red!Kara gets it in her head that while Supergirl is National City's protector, Lena Luthor is its backbone. That by taking out Lena, National City's industry will falter, and the loss of technological genius would destabilize the entire nation enough to make a future attack more devastating.

So Red!Kara comes after Lena, and wounds her with a blast of heat vision. The DEO responds to the emergency alert (they've been monitoring the building since they found out about the Kryptonite) and finds Lena wounded in her office. Supergirl goes to help her, only for Lena to flinch away.

"Don't touch me," she pants, hand pressed tight against her side. "Y-you did this."

Lena looks to Alex, for protection but also to try and warn her. "Alex, it was her. You can't trust her."

Alex explains it's just shock, she's just confused. Supergirl couldn't have done this (one look at Kara's horrified face is confirmation enough). Lena doesn't calm until James arrives, and she tries to explain to him what happened, except he also is like "that makes no sense, it couldn't have been", and Lena finally just shuts up. 

God forbid anyone believe the woman with a blast wound gaping in her side.

She's taken to the DEO for treatment. Alex at least bars Supergirl from the medbay (to keep Lena calm more than anything else). But Lena can't rest. She's on edge in this place where they're all loyal to Supergirl, where no one will listen or believe her. 

Until Kara Danvers comes to visit.

At first, Lena barely looks at her. She sits quietly for a long moment, before asking what happened. Lena can barely contain her sneer.

"Why don't you ask your sister? Or James. Let them tell you the rantings of a raving Luthor."

Then suddenly, Lena's breath catches and her eyes fill with tears. Kara reaches for her hand. “Lena…”

"It's like I'm screaming into the void, but no one is listening! Is-- is this how Lex felt? Trying to warn a public who just refuses to hear it?"

"I believe you, Lena."

And Kara does. Truly. Because looking at Lena lying in a hospital bed, in pain, exhausted, and despairing-- there's no way she's making it up. Somehow, someway, Lena believes Supergirl attacked her.

Kara reaches out and takes Lena's hand in hers.

"I believe you."

Later, when Lena is finally resting, Kara leaves the medbay and runs into James on his way back in. Kara meets his gaze with dark eyes. "You need to cut ties," she tells him.

In an instant, James' hackles are up. "No. No way. I'm not breaking up with Lena."

"You have to cut ties with Supergirl."

Oh. That's not what James expects to hear. "Kara, we both know you didn't do this."

"No, I didn't. But Lena-- Lena needs us. She needs to know we believe her, that we're on her side."

Kara doesn't want to find out what might happen if Lena feels alone in the world. Everything Lillian promised would come to pass, and it would be just another Luthor against another Super, and Kara will not let that happen.

"She needs you now more than ever."

When Lena is released to go home, James stays with her. He's already apologized for reacting with disbelief rather than outrage, and it's enough for her let him help her, even if she doubts the truth of his change of heart.

Until one day she's just finished getting dressed after a shower when she stops in the doorway, and hears James speaking with someone. It doesn't take long to recognize Supergirl's voice, or for the anxious twist of her stomach at the sound of it.

"Please, James, I just need to talk to her."

"You're not welcome here. You need to leave."

"It wasn't me--"

"Lena doesn't lie. Not about this."

"I'm not saying she is. We've seen weirder things than doppelgangers. Anything she can tell us about what happened--"

"She'll share what she knows. But not with you. She doesn't trust you, and until we figure this out, neither do I." 

Lena hears a rustle of movement, then the click of the balcony door opening. "If you need to contact Lena,” James finishes, “do it through the DEO."

Supergirl leaves without another word, and Lena emerges from the bedroom before James even turns around. She hovers, not quite closing the distance between them.

"How much of that did you hear?" he asks.

Lena shrugs. "Some. Enough."

James scrubs a hand over his jaw. "I know you could have handled it yourself, but with everything that's happened... I'm sorry if I overstepped."

Tears burn at the back of her eyes. "I didn’t think you believed me."

She hates the way her voice shakes, hates the way her lips pull before she can shove the tears back down. When James' arms close around her, she presses her face against his shoulder, finally accepting the comfort he's been trying to give all day.

"I don't know why she would do anything to hurt you," James tells her softly. "But you haven't lied to me yet, and that wound in your side is proof in itself. Until we know what's going on, Supergirl may be a danger and.... I'm not willing to risk you."

Lena feels the dam start to crack. "I--" Her throat catches, strangling her. "I don't want to turn into Lex. But if she's a threat, James..."

"You won't become your brother," James promises. 

"How do you know that?"

"Because your brother was alone, Lena. And you're not alone."

Clenching her jaw against the tightness in her throat, Lena tries and fails to keep the tears from falling. They soak into the fabric of James' shirt, and stain her cheeks with damp betrayal.

"We'll get through this, I promise. Together."

Lena doesn't speak to Supergirl again-- except to warn her that she's manufactured more green Kryptonite. This time, the DEO makes no demands of forfeiture. Even Supergirl herself gives a solemn nod, as though accepting the threat Lena implies. 

Lena doesn't know what to make of it.

Supergirl keeps her distance, but remains close as Kara Danvers. Their friendship recovers, and becomes as strong as it's ever been. Lena and James grow more comfortable, spending evenings and nights together in jeans and sweatpants, reading or cuddled up to watch television. 

When Red!Kara tries again, it’s a rare moment when Lena is alone. She snatches Lena off her balcony and flies her up and up and up before dropping her. 

Supergirl catches Lena, and brings her down to the L-Corp roof. Lena staggers away from her, scared and confused and panicking-- and Kara lets her go, focusing instead on the figure zooming towards them. Kara lunges for Lena moments before another heat vision blast can connect. Kara takes it on the cape, and it's then that Lena realizes something is off. 

She looks over Kara's shoulder to see dark Supergirl hovering beyond the edge of the roof, and then looks back at Supergirl.

"Oddly enough… That makes more sense."

[geekyanglophile]

Wait a second... is red Kara ok?

[coldtomyflash]

DCTV sure does love evil versions of its heroes...

(Evil Barry is a dick but I’m assuming his time in the speedforce helped make him a little unstable)

(In Ollie’s defense, he was faking it)

(Drugged, not her fault)

(Brainwashing...)

(More brainwashing...)

(Legends really likes brainwashing, okay?)

(And then there’s this guy. No excuse. Just an asshole.)

[beyond-ambivalent]

Bonus: Kara knowing exactly which CEO she wants to marry

[thehorrorofonceuponasupergi-blog]

One Year Anniversary

requested by annon:  Could you do something we're Kara and reader are dating and Kara says stuff while on red k and feel really bad when she isn't on red k. Sorry if it doesn't make sense thank you.

not my gif.

You fight back the urge to cry as you realize tonight was a failure. The extra-long shower, doing your hair up in a fancy up-do and stressing around to get the perfect makeup look. The meal for two, that you had spent most of the day on, was now cold. You sigh, dragging your fingers longingly over the rim of your vine glass. Why hadn’t Kara showed up yet? The bright and sunny puppy was ALWAYS on time, and if not, she would call, or text to let you know that she would be late.

Thoughts of where she might be and if she was alright swam around your head. Was Kara ok? Oh no, what if something had happened to the girl, and she was hurt, alone and scared and..

“sorry I’m late” a bored voice roared from the balcony. Looking up your heart almost stopped beating. Standing there in all her confident glory, you noted, was Kara. Or a version of Kara. She was dressed in a black figure hugging suit, her long brown locks fell in perfect waves, framing alluring features. Dark eyeshadow and blood red lips. “what? Cat got your tongue” Kara mocked, stalking forward, her eyes traveled the length of your body. You bit your lip and looked down, intimidated by the way Kara was looking at you.

Cold fingers gripped your jaw, forcing you to look up at her. “I actually like this look on you. Classy, but still curve showing” her grip on your jaw tightened, making you wince, “how long did you wait for me?” she sneered, hard and cold eyes staring you down. “I-I don’t k-know, two, m-maybe tree h-hours”. You mumble, holding back the tears when Kara digs her nails into the skin of your jaw. “what’s wrong baby?” she whispers, concern lighting her voice.

Her hand sliding gently across your cheek, down the side of your neck, almost tickling the sensitive skin there. Her touch sent shivers down your spine and you let yourself relax into her touch. Bad move, you thought when your body hit the brick wall behind you, and could finger pressed against your throat. “K-Kara?” you ask confused. She sneers at you and tightens her grip around your neck, making it harder for you to breath. You grab at her hand, scratching it and digging your nails into the skin of her wrist, “s-stop, p-please” you whimper, chocking as the air becomes tighter. Kara does nothing but stare at your helpless little body, smirking ever so lightly when your eyes starts to water, “aww baby” she coos, stroking your cheek with her free hand, “you going to cry now? Hmm, cry like the baby we all know you are”.

You try not to get affected by her words, but it still gets to you. Your once sweet and innocent girlfriend is holding you against the wall, a death grip around your throat, while she mocks and bullies you. You feel oppressed, “I can’t believe I’ve actually been dating you for a year now” not worthy, “that I’ve kissed someone like you” disgusting, “and the fact that you actually believed that someone like me could love a worthless, unimportant, low worthy piece of human being like yourself”. Tears fall down your face like a waterfall, you can’t stop it. With a final squeeze to your neck, Kara lets go and you drop to your knees, gasping for air as your lungs are finally free.

A deep and utterly evil laughter from above you, makes your whole-body tremble in fear. Black boots step into your line of sight and you can’t help but let your eyes travel up the long legs that follow. You stop when your e/c eyes meet with darkening blue ones. Suddenly, a rough had grabs your chin and jaw, forcing your head to be leveled with that of Kara’s, you can’t breathe all over aging, intoxicated by the look in her eyes, hate. Your breath hitches as she leans towards you, her warm breath hitting your tear stained lips. She growls at you before latching onto your lips biting down roughly on your bottom lip. You gasp and ty to pull away, but her grip on your jaw is to strong. A low moan escapes you the force of the kiss, making Kara pull away and stand up. “Kar...” an annoyed scoff stop you from saying anything else. “You disgust me” is the last thing you hear before your girlfriend flies out the window and into the dark skies of National City.

You curl into yourself and let the sobs wreck through your body. You shake by the force of it all as you lay there, a sobbing mess, all by yourself, felling like a nobody, like a nothing.

[gayerthanmyoldme]

@red!Kara where are you when Kara needs to break up with Mon-Ew