#saralans

[salvatoraes]

appreciate & love you all, my beloveds <3 @angelrisen , @cfthesoul, @saralans <3

[malka-lisitsa]

here’s an actual cupcake 🧁

Dopamine

[paradoxlost]

winn: please don't kill people

@saralans: okay!

winn: wait no I feel like I'm about to regret this conversation

[hawkingbishop]

O Captain, Where Art Thou? (Part 2/?)

O Captain, Where Art Thou? (Part 1)

Supercorp/Sara Lance

Kara catches up to J'onn as he races upwards. “So, uh…” she begins.

“I’m sorry Kara… But this was important and you weren’t getting back to us.”

“Yeah… that’s my bad. I should know I never actually get a day off…” she says while rolling her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she adds “so, how about the elephant in the sky?”

J'onn starts to answer, “Kar-”.

He’s cut off by the sound of the craft breaking Earth’s atmosphere.

A small ship comes into view. It’s spiraling out of control, heading toward CatCo. Kara pushes herself as hard as she can go and speeds over to the ship.

J'onn is ahead of her so he reaches it first. But he can’t do much to stabilize it.

Kara finally reaches the craft and grabs hold. “J'onn!” she yells, “maybe you should phase through and see if you can control it from the inside?”

J'onn nods and disappears into the ship as Kara’s left alone, holding on with everything she has. J'onn gets into the cockpit and is met with a gun pointed at him by the lone occupant of the ship.

The owner of the gun is sitting in the cockpit, looking ahead while aiming behind her. “Who… or what are you?!” The pilot demands while turning knobs and pushing buttons.

“I am J'onn J'onzz, last of the Green Martians, I’m here to rescue you.”

She looks over her shoulder at him quizzically for a second before shrugging, lowering her weapon, and saying “Okay. Could you hurry it along already? I wouldn’t like to be a pancake anytime soon.”

“What seems to be the problem?” J'onn asks as he moves toward her.

“Well, our ship was caught in a Time Quake and the drop ship was thrown loose. I was inside running diagnostics when it happened. The ship’s not responding. I can’t hail the Waverider. I’m dead in the sky. So, how can you help, Martian?”

J'onn ponders that for a moment and says “Time Quake? Interesting… If you allow me to read your mind I could get a better understanding of your craft and the situation and see if I could be of assistance to the safe landing of the ship. If I deem it unlikely, I’ll just carry you safely to Earth while Supergirl attempts to change the ship’s course to a unpopulated location.”

The pilot’s head jerks up and looks J'onn directly in the eyes. “Did you say Supergirl? Like, Supergirl Supergirl? Wait… did you also say “read your mind”?“

Before J'onn could utter a syllable, the woman speaks again. “Nevermind. No time for explanations. If you can read my mind, do it.” She smirks and mutters, “Just don’t pay attention to all the naughty thoughts.”

J'onn nods and reaches up to touch her head. Sara’s head, he thinks. Sara Lance. Captain of the Waverider, a time ship.

Sara shudders briefly as the telepathic link is connected.

J'onn tries sifting through her memories to find what he needs to help. But he keeps coming across images of Supergirl. Interesting, he considers. Finally, he comes across the layout of the ship, its components, and inner workings.

He phases through the floor and begins looking at the wiring beneath. Supergirl, J'onn projects, I’m going to see if I can fix the issue with the craft. You’re going to need to try to maneuver the trajectory away from civilians if I’m unsuccessful.

Already on it, Kara thinks as she strains against the metal, slowly but surely changing the course away from CatCo.

J'onn searches the entire vessel, trying to locate the cause of the shutdown.

“How’s it going, Martian?” Sara asks while she’s lying on the floor fiddling with the control panel, searching for a frayed wire to fix. If only it were that easy… she says to herself.

“I’m afraid it is not that easy.” A disembodied head says as it rises from the floor, only inches from her face.

There’s a thump as Sara’s head hits the console. “JESUS! How about a little warning next time!”

“My apologies,” J'onn states as he finishes phasing through the floor. “I searched everywhere on the ship and it appears there is no physical damage. I suspect an electromagnetic pulse is the cause of the failure.”

“That’s it?” she says incredulously. “You wouldn’t happen to have electric powers, would you? Zap us back into action?”

“Unfortunately I do not. But it seems we are leveling off. I assume Supergirl has changed our course enough that she should be able to guide it to the ground without fatal consequences.”

Sara’s face jolted up at the mention of Supergirl’s name.

J'onn thought interesting once more and then placed his hand on her shoulder. “Just to be on the safe side, I will fly you to the ground.”

“Sure thing boss,” Sara responds as she stands up.

J'onn grabs hold of her and starts to phase through the floor.

Supergirl, I’m taking Sara to safety. There are no more passengers. Please be careful.

“Sara?” She wonders aloud just as they phase through the bottom of the ship.

Kara watches as they fly by and smiles. Sara Lance! she says to herself. It is her! I wonder if it’s the same her, though…?

After seeing Sara, Supergirl gets a burst of energy and is able to stabilize the ship so she can bring it down in an unoccupied field below.

——

To be continued…

[milleroptimism]

ugh i’m late but happy belated my sweet 🩷

YOU'RE NEVER LATE!!!!!!! THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[cityburning]

honestly, for a second there, things looked iffy. wasn't sure we'd worm outta that alive.

▒ * ⅋. LANCE, SARA ⁽ @saralans ₎ , prompt status: accepting.

she wears a mask of dirt and blood: sticky, as it mixes with the remnants of sweat that she cannot wait to wash off with a hot shower — should the ever - unpredictable facilities of the run - down motel allow it. adrenaline still soaring through her veins, as it always did in the aftermath of a hunt: but this time: it was paired with something that sat particularly heavy upon her chest ... a reality that felt like it could crush her, tightening against her lungs with more and more force every time she tried to breathe. was it panic? was it fear? or was it just the body's way of making its final checks to ensure that it had survived? ... because survival had been at risk this time: with an ending that was gnashing its feral maw, desperate to tear apart flesh and bone ... until a flash of silver cut through its mouth — and it could do nothing but choke on its own crimson and die with a pathetic whine ... but in the face of almost certain death, the only thing that she could do was freeze. and she hated that the most ...

❝ yeah — ❞ she huffs out, voice hoarse as she tries to swallow down the hardened lump that chokes her. shakes her head, to try and will her body out from its state — but doesn't try to move from her place within the mud just yet. her muscles ache: so she takes the minute to recollect herself, before a heavy boot nudges at the beast that lays at her feet ... she knows it's dead. but she has to make sure. ❝ you really saved my ass with that one ... i owe you. ❞ she has no shame in admitting it, even if her expression begs to differ. and only then, does she manage to scramble up to her feet: palms dusting down the front of her pants in a useless attempt to try and clean them off ... it does nothing. ❝ i don't know about you ... but i need a fucking drink. ❞

[clochanam]

sara lance / @saralans

on anon or not, tell me who you ship my character with. / ( ACCEPTING! ) ( mentioning: @saralans )

i wanna pre-empt this by saying that any kind of dynamic i write with britt is automatically elite and even reading the things that she produces on the dash is a gift, also that my response here is purely like, "imagine if" and all bc we haven't discussed this!

but honestly, the energy sara has is just phenomenal and i think that any dynamic between herself and aisling is gonna be so much fun to write. they've got an energy, an aura, and i love this, and i also think that the squad would love sara endlessly??? like ??? absolutely no question abt it, sara's being added to every single guest list for diner events, she's got the coolest vibes alive and everybody knows it, aisling included! anyway, tldr i'm here for it if britt is, and if not, i'm just as happy with the potential friendship between them too!

[chyremn]

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