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I need to sleep and now long ziti will haunt my nightmares

Please enjoy your boiling pasta pipe organ themed dreams 😌

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HELLO AND HAPPY FANFIC WRITER’S APPRECIATION DAY!

i was suddenly reminded by @makicarn’s tags on your post of this OTHER set of tags by @makicarn:

#more importantly#quinn#does mrs. fischer also think sam is a harlot

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what a FANTASTIC question.

the short answer is 'no, mrs. fischer does NOT think sam is a harlot.'

but not because her reckless treatment of clothes doesn't fall under 'harlot activities' because boy oh boy it does.

instead, it's simply because mrs. fischer doesn't know sam exists. unlike kara, sam knows what it's like to live out of her car, to rub pennies together, to hustle. things like paying for tailoring, while totally within her tax bracket now, is still something she can't bring herself to do. when ruby was starving, the last thing on sam's mind was getting a patch fixed or a button replaced. which means she's gotten especially good at repairing her own clothes.

even more of a reason is because sam is freaking the heck out that all of her clothes are magically buttonless. she's... hang on let me just:

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"Ruby, if you aren't ready in the next five minutes I am going to toss that phone in a blender and drop its sad remains over the balcony-"

"I'm up, jeez," called Ruby's sluggish voice from behind the door. "Why choose violence so early?"

Sam shoved her toothbrush back in her mouth, a tiny smirk of victory made less effective by the drool of toothpaste on her chin. She traipsed her way into her bedroom then into her private bathroom then further into her walk-in-closet. It was still so much space to get used to.

Toothbrush hanging idly in her mouth, she whipped through hanger after hanger of blouses. Blacks and greys and creams and off-whites... maybe Ruby was right. Maybe her wardrobe did need a splash of color.

Though What it needed now though were less empty hangers.

Which was... odd.

She looked again. The click of hangers rapping against each other faster this time.

Odd.

Again, faster. Her eyes glanced to her hamper.

Odd.

It was overflowing. It was never overflowing.

She huffed and marched over to the nest of clothes. A yank sent an avalanche of fabric to the ground. Sam held up the first garment.

Odd.

The second, third, and fourth were all the same. All missing buttons. All frayed with broken threads. All in a state Sam certainly would have remembered leaving them in.

She did not have time for this today. She had meetings lined up and lunch with Lena and Ruby's recital and... the list was endless.

It didn't matter. It was a problem for later. She dropped the shirts back onto the ground and reached for the closest blouse on the rack. Disgarding her toothbrush and giving her mouth a quick rinse on the way to her bedroom, she didn't think twice about the ease with which the blouse came off the hanger. Or the way it fell open when she dropped it over her head. It only raised a red flag when her fingers grazed the edges of fabric and felt... nothing.

Sam looked down, a breath caught in her throat.

Odd.

So odd that it sent her tearing through her bathroom cupboard, ripping bottles of moisturizers, make-up, and cleaning supplies onto the floor.

"Mom? Mom we're gonna be late-"

"Just a second," she called from the floor, fingers shaking, thread wavering, needle trembling.

A prick. An instinctive hiss. A quick press to her mouth.

She pulled her finger back; examined; scowled.

There wasn't a mark. There wasn't any pain at all.

Odd.

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I’m on mobile and can’t copy the tags from that post, but I 100% agree with you on the parallels of Lena losing Jack and Kara losing Mon-El. The other thing I think a lot about is that Kara basically experienced exactly what she’s putting Lena through when she finds out that Mon-El is the prince of daxam! And yet she doesn’t think, “hmmm this really really sucked, maybe I should tell Lena the truth.”

YES absolutely that too!! And the thing is, I think in some ways Mon El’s lie is more understandable? Because practically the first thing Kara says to him when she finds out where he’s from is how much she hates Daxam, and especially their royal family. She calls the prince “the worst of the worst” and makes it clear what kind of reaction he’d get if he came clean. So… is it any wonder that he’s reluctant to admit that? Especially when he believes all his people are dead, so while he’s lying about his past it shouldn’t actually have had any onward consequences (ie he would have just got a fresh start as a new person. Based on the information he had at the time, that *shouldn’t* have come back to bite them in any way or put Kara in any danger).

However, Kara’s secret is something that DOES directly impact Lena and leads to worse outcomes for her on multiple occasions (which is part of why the “it was to protect you” excuse for not telling rings so hollow. Especially when Lex and Lillian DO know the truth and can use that and Lena’s ignorance of it against her). Like how many times she nearly dies and is saved by sheer luck (happening to be on the phone with Kara at the time she’s thrown over a balcony, for example), but might have avoided that if she had a direct contact to Supergirl the way Kara’s other friends do. Or: if she had known Kara was Supergirl and been in on all the details of her investigation with Jack (and been able to factor Supergirl into her confrontation with him) would he still have died?? Maybe. But maybe not. She certainly would have had enough information not to work with Rhea, and thus might have averted the entire Daxamite invasion before it ever happened.

And all that is WITHOUT getting into the fact that Kara (via later season retcon, but still) actively courted Lena's friendship despite being told that she was reluctant to open herself up like that and risk getting hurt again. Really, right from that point there could have been some consideration from Kara over whether she felt like she would one day be willing to let Lena into her inner circle and whether, if she wasn't, it was fair to pursue anything more than a professional relationship in the first place.

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'I thought I was going to die': Pack of otters attack man in Singapore Botanical Gardens

A British man who was attacked by a pack of otters in a Singapore park says he "actually thought I was going to die" during the early mornin

Just like what happened to Saint Mary the patron saint of Devon. See, Douglas knows what he's talking about.

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Cabin Pressure Christmas

We put up our tree, which means that the definitely-Cabin-Pressure-themed-honest ornaments are out!