Aug 23, 2019
Those firsts that you talked about, I wanna have them all with you. I never wanna stop having firsts with you.
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Those firsts that you talked about, I wanna have them all with you. I never wanna stop having firsts with you.
sanvers appreciation week | day four: favorite quote
“It’s real. You’re real. And you deserve to have a real, full, happy life.”
#SanversWeek - favorite romantic moment
not gonna write any big words today. just the simplicity of saying "i love you" for the first time and the hidden promise that stands in these words; to love as long as time will allow, to know this love is strong, to promise to keep it.
Sanvers Week 2019 Masterlist
Here's a list of the fics I wrote for Sanvers Week this year:
the future looks bright
Alex travels in time and sees a future she’d really like to have with Maggie.
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life's about to get a lot more interesting
There's a thief running around National City, one that keeps evading the police, and Maggie can't help but be a little curious about her. Especially when the thief starts contacting her.
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how did you know you were gay?
Maggie doesn't know she's gay...until she meets Alex.
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She's my sister!
“Girlfriend…what? Girlfriend-who?” Supergirl splutters, just as Alex says, in a voice more high-pitched than Maggie has ever heard from her, “Girlfriend? I don’t have a girlfriend?”
Or Maggie thinks Alex and Supergirl are dating. They're all pretty surprised when she mentions it to them.
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i love you, forever
Maggie sneaks into Alex's dressing room to see her fiancée one last time before they get married.
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no matter what, we end up together
Maggie is DEO. Alex is a doctor. They meet through their mutual friend Supergirl.
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some things lost are not lost forever
Alex hits her head and can't remember the past two years of her life, which includes meeting Maggie and coming out.
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A Valentine's Day bonus:
From your secret admirer
Seven days and seven gifts from a secret admirer, all leading up to Valentine’s Day. The only problem is, Alex can’t figure out who they’re from.
She hopes it’s Maggie.
(Spoiler alert, it is).
Summary: What if J’onn J’onzz didn’t take Jeremiah’s final request to “take care of [his] girls” to mean join the DEO and later recruit his daughter, but instead moved in next door to become a mentor figure and friend to the Danvers women?
A canon divergent AU in which Alex ends up running an underground alien medical clinic and Kara fights to be Supergirl in a world where the DEO never stopped thinking of all aliens as the enemy.
Important A/N: We’re going to pretend real Hank Henshaw looks different so that J’onn can look the same because I can’t separate David from his character because he’s just so good in that role.
AN 2: I’ve had a plot outline of this fic for about a year now and didn’t know if I was ever going to write it, but then it matched rather perfectly with the #SanversWeek Day 6 prompt for different careers, so I figured why not post the first chapter? Normally I wait to have most chapters completely written and edited before I start posting a story, but this time we’re jumping right in. That means I won’t be on the same consistent posting schedule I normally am, and there will be more time than usual between some of the updates. I appreciate your patience and hope you enjoy!
Chapter Preview:
Eliza just barely heard the knock at the door over the din of the blender whirring and the television still playing and Alex’s music blasting because of course it could never be enough to have only one source of noise going at a time. She tried to swallow the irritation, taking deep breaths, convincing herself with every inhale that more oxygen would push back the tension headache she felt clamping down around her skull.
“Girls!” she called out. “The door!”
She strained to hear over the television and the music, but there were none of the telltale clomping footfalls that would suggest Alex was storming her way downstairs while also making the inconvenience of it known to all, nor the scurrying steps of Kara, still made slightly nervous by the unexpected, like a visitor Eliza hadn’t prepared her for.
“Girls!” she yelled to no avail.
With a sigh, Eliza toweled her hands off and walked toward the door. When she pulled it open, she found a man she’s never seen before—tall with brown skin and a warm gaze that would have made her feel safe in the days before the DEO showed up at their home in the middle of the night and threatened the life she knew. With one last glance behind her, Eliza stepped outside, unwilling to let anyone near her children before she knew more. “Can I help you?” She felt the tightness in her voice down through her throat, the way everything ached with the effort of producing sound.
“My name is J’onn J’onzz.” Eliza’s brow furrowed slightly as she tried to place the accent. “I just moved in next door.”
“Oh.” Eliza nodded her head up and down, trying to remember how to affect some semblance of pleasantness after months of skating by with tight half-smiles and basic civility. She’d noticed the “Sold” sign slapped over the “For Sale” one in the McPherson’s yard, though she didn’t remember any moving vans. Perhaps they’d come later.
J’onn clasped his hands in front of his body, bowing his head. “In the interest of not hiding things, I made a promise to your husband—a promise to do what I could to watch out for you and your children.”
“Who are you?” He had a good few inches on her and far more muscle, but she would die before she let that organization drag away another member of her family.
“The…organization your husband worked for—was made to work for?” Eliza nodded, scrutinizing his careful language. “They were hunting me in the Andes.”
As much as she wanted to keep a cool façade, she couldn’t quite help the gasp at the memory of her final conversation with Jeremiah before the call came in telling her that he had been killed while out on a mission. “Do you mean to say—?”
J’onn let his eyes shift to red before blinking them back to brown once more. “I’m happy to speak more with you, but I think it would be better if we were not outside for it.” He reached down into his pocket then, pulling out the metal chain Jeremiah wore his wedding band on while out on missions—his small act of disobedience in the face of the no-jewelry policy of an organization that would have him hide every part of his family, of the people that inspired him enough to push through it all, day after day, his mantra always, “Keep them safe.”
Read the rest on AO3!
New Wonder Ch 2 - Sanvers Week
New fic here
Maggie's return to the US does not go unnoticed, causing trouble for the DEO, the Children of Liberty and one particular woman. Will anyone be able to stand up to her new abilities? How will Supergirl deal with Circe's planned ambush?
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Sanvers week Day 1
« You are too good to me, Saywer. Sometimes, especially right now, I think you aren't real. Like you are... »
Alex shakily sighed, intertwining her fingers with Maggie's, enjoying the closeness and the warmth. She wasn't dreaming, this Maggie was real.
« Like I am?»
Maggie asked, leaving a kiss on the agent's upper back, precisely on one of her scars.
« ...one of my dreams. One of those too good to be true. »
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Day One of Sanvers Week 2019