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Can you make a sequel to the baby Danvers speeding and Maggie brings her to Alex?

Hello - I'm once again avoiding things while watching my comfort show - Supergirl. So here's a story. B!D is Jacquelyn. L!L is Logan/Kassandra.

Jacquelyn wasn't a good driver. She never had been. It took several attempts for her to get her license, and on the last attempt, she was pretty sure the driving instructor just took pity on her.

What made her a worse driver was that she was late. She was supposed to meet her girlfriend at L Corp before their date. Logan would already be off, and hopefully, waiting for her. However, Logan was such a workaholic, Jacquelyn could only hope Logan hadn't realized the time.

Logan definitely would have noticed the time though. Unlike Jacquelyn, she was excessively punctual. So, Jacquelyn was speeding.

She was pretty proud of her ability to weave through traffic, until she had to slam on her breaks for almost hitting someone. It was only moments later that she heard sirens behind her.

"Crap," Jacquelyn said.

She pulled over, and rolled down her window before taking her license and registration from the glove box. She was still searching the messy glove box for her registration when a voice sounded at the window.

"Any idea how fast you were going, miss?"

Jacquelyn sat back up, but she was flooded with relief when she saw who was standing at the window. "Maggie?"

"Tiny Danvers . . . speeding? Really? You almost hit somebody."

"I know, but Logan is waiting for me. We have reservations and -"

"Save it. You were driving dangerously, Jackie. That's it," Maggie said.

"Are you going to arrest me?" Jacquelyn asked.

Maggie inhaled a deep sigh. "No . . ." she said slowly. "But I will be taking you to your sister."

"Kara?"

"Alex."

Jacquelyn squeezed her eyes shut. She'd been dreading that answer. "Can't you just arrest me?"

"You wish. Out of the car. Somebody can pick it up later."

Jacquelyn grimaced, but stepped out of the car.

"You're lucky I'm not cuffing you." Maggie lead Jacquelyn to her squad car and opened the door to the back seat. "Hop on in. Watch your head."

It only took a few minutes for Maggie to get them to the DEO. She left Jacquelyn in the car while she ran inside to get Alex.

Jacquelyn pulled her phone from her back pocket to text Logan.

JACQUELYN: Hey I don't think I'm gonna make the reservations Sorry :(

LOGAN: Did something happen?

JACQUELYN: I got in trouble with the law

LOGAN: What did you do?

JACQUELYN: Got caught speeding Maggie took me to Alex

LOGAN: I'll see you when Alex frees you.

Jacquelyn sighed and put her phone away.

A minute later, Alex thre w open the car door. "Jacquelyn Danvers, what the hell were you thinking?"

Jacquelyn stepped out of the car. "I was just trying to be on time for my date."

"So you put yourself and others in danger? That's unacceptable!"

"I wasn't trying to put anyone in danger. I didn't think -"

"That's the problem, Jackie. You don't think things through. Kassi can wait ten minutes. Or you can learn to manage your time better."

"I try. I don't know why, I just lose track of time and then it's so late and then I try to make up for it."

"You're lucky Maggie took mercy on you. You didn't get a ticket, you didn't go to jail."

"This is worse," Jacquelyn mumbled.

"What was that?" Alex asked.

"Nothing," Jacqelyn said quickly. "I'll try to do better."

"No more speeding. You aren't invulnerable."

"You don't think I know that, Alex? Trust me, I'm aware."

"Well sometimes you don't act like it! Do you know what it's like to be your sister? To always worry something terrible is going to happen to you?"

Jacquelyn felt like she'd been stabbed in the stomach. "I'm sorry I'm such a burden."

Alex immediately softened at those words. Her voice became softer. "Jacquelyn, that's not what I meant." She moved toward her sister to hug her, but Jacquelyn stepped away.

"Can I go home?"

"Jacquelyn?"

"Am I free to go home?" Jacquelyn asked harshly.

Alex hesitated a moment, but nodded. "Yeah, you can go home."

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For anyone still here - sorry I’m absolute shit at keeping up with fics. Dealing with this pandemic at work, constantly having to sign new contracts to maintain my job etc has just been a nightmare and every time I get home I just need to shower and sleep. I’m so exhausted and work has been shit. I’m so grateful to still have a job unlike so many people and I wish I could be contributing to some happiness in the form of fics. In saying that I’ve been reading a lot of the little prompts people give writers and I love the thought of doing some of them to get back into the swing of things. So if anyone cares and anyone has anything in mind send me a request. Stay safe everyone x

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When you can’t seem to figure out your current chapter, draw it out. Literally.

So, here’s my writer’s block drawing of Lena Luthor from the current chapter of my Supercorp fic, How to Succeed in Business, proving that you can be intimidating, even in socks.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

CHAPTER TWO! in which Lena Luthor tries to set up a meeting with Supergirl and no one wants to help. Also Kara and Cat Grant have a knowing moment that Kara tries to hide from Lena.

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B!D takes a kryptonite bullet for Kara basically dies, but they revive her.

A/N: It's been forever, but I'm procrastinating homework (in school for television writing) and happened across this old thing. B!D has taken on a life of her own at this point - she has a name, a backstory, a fiance . . . everything. So please excuse my not using 2nd person. Jacquelyn Danvers wants to be heard.

The pointed gun blazed a sickly emerald green. Kryptonite.

And it was aimed right at Kara.

Jacquelyn looked from the gun's barrell to her sister. Kara had her hands raised, she was saying something, but Jacquelyn's ears were ringing. She couldn't hear anything besides the pounding in her heart. She had to do something. She had to stop it.

"Supergirl, move!" Jacquelyn called. She only allowed her sister half a second to get out of the way before her body reacted to seeing Kara in danger. She shot forward as quickly as her legs would go. Arms outstretched, she shoved Kara out of the way just as a BANG filled the air.

Jacquelyn felt a searing pain rip through her chest. The force of the bullet sent her flying backward several feet and she rolled across the pavement.

Her entire body felt like it was on fire. Her head buzzed, and she was struggling to breathe. She could hear a commotion, but nothing made sense. The world became blurry. And then it went black.

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Kara stumbled sideways when Jacquelyn pushed her. She heard the gunshot, and in that moment, she had never been more terrified.

That was, until she realized her baby sister had been shot instead of her.

"Jacquelyn!" Kara glanced at her sister and back at the man who made the shot. "Alex . . . Jacquelyn's been shot. Hurry!" She wanted desperately to run to her, but she knew she couldn't help Jacquelyn if she herself were dead. She had to take care of the shooter first.

She whizzed forward, her fist contacting her man square in the jaw. Kara hadn't ever hit that hard. At least, not on a human. He flew back and landed limply on the ground. Unconscious or dead, Kara didn't really care.

Within a second, she was at Jacquelyn's side. Her sister was passed out and bleeding profusely. Kara put pressure on the wound, blinking back tears as she looked at her sister's pale face.

Footsteps sounded behind Kara and moments later, Alex was at their side. "Oh god . . . you need to get her to the DEO now. I can't do anything for her here. I'll meet you there."

Without a word, Kara pulled her baby sister into her arms. She somehow seemed even lighter than usual. Like when she was a little kid. Just as helpless. Just as small and scared.

And Kara flew. She zoomed across the sky at record speeds - Barry would be impressed. But she didn't care about that now. All she cared about was her dying family.

When she lay Jacquelyn on the bed in the med bay, a team was already waiting. They got to work immediately.

"Is she going to be okay?" Kara asked.

"Supergirl, it's best you leave," an agent said. "You did your job, now it's time for us to do ours."

"I can't just leave! I'm not leaving her. She -" Kara's voice caught in her throat and she couldn't continue. She couldn't fathom the idea of losing her baby sister. "Just fix her."

J'onn walked in and placed a steady hand on Kara's shoulder. "She'll be okay, but you have to give them space to work. There is nothing you can do for her right now, Supergirl. You got her to safety. Come, let's go sit down."

Kara didn't want to leave, but she knew J'onn was right. She didn't have any medical training. "It's my fault. She pushed me aside! I should have gotten hit with that bullet."

"That bullet would have killed you. Jacquelyn at least has a chance. She knew that when she threw herself in the way."

Alex ran into the room. "Jackie! Oh my god. Jackie . . . What the hell happened out there?!"

"We were attacked," Kara explained. "He had a kryptonite gun and Jackie - she saved my life. I swear, Alex, if anything happens to her. If she doesn't make it, I will never forgive myself."

Kara was crying now. J'onn wrapped her in a reassuring hug as Alex moved to Jacquelyn's side.

"She'll make it," Alex said. "She has to."

The monitor started beeping rapidly.

"Shit!" Alex said.

"What's happening?" Kara asked. "What's going on with her?"

"She's coding. Get me a defribrillator. Now!" The doctor's worked in tandem with Alex as they quickly prepped Jacquelyn for the shock. "Everybody, clear."

Jacquelyn's body jolted as electricity surged through her. But still, the monitor beeped in rapid succession. Alex charged it again, and again they shocked her.

But the monitor continued its quickened pace.

Until it stopped.

"No," Alex said. "No, Jackie. You are not dying on me. Don't you dare die on me!"

Kara pulled away from J'onn to rush to Jacquelyn's side. "No, no no no," she sobbed.

Alex interlocked her fingers and positioned them over Jacquelyn's heart as another doctor placed oxygen over her mouth and nose. Alex furiously pumped her sister's heart. Though steady in her movements, Alex with nothing short of terrified. The only thing keeping her together was knowing she was Jackie's only shot.

Alex kept this up for several minutes. She refused to give up. She refused to give in to the possibility. The world spun around her and she felt like she would pass out. But she didn't stop.

A slow, steady beep started on the monitor.

Alex took a step back, her eyes filled with tears and heart full of relief. "She's not dying. Not today."

The doctor's took Jacquelyn to surgery to fix the damage. The bullet hadn't gone all the way through, so it had to be removed and bones and organs repaired.

Alex and Kara sat outside the room the entire time.

"I'm scared, Alex. Is she going to be okay?" Kara asked.

"She was in bad shape . . . but our doctor's are the best." Alex was just as scared as Kara. But she was the oldest. She couldn't show it. She had to be strong for all of them.

It seemed like hours before anybody came to get them. "She's stable. She should be waking soon. You can go see her."

Kara jumped up and threw her arms around the doctor before zooming to Jacquelyn's bedside.

Jacquelyn looked pale and sickly.

Both sisters sat by her bedside, holding her hands. "Oh Jackie, I am so, so sorry," Kara said. "I should have been faster. This is all my fault."

"Stop beating yourself up, Kara," Alex said as she gently stroked a stray piece of blond hair from Jacquelyn's sweat-covered face.

With a small groan, Jacquelyn opened her eyes.

"Hey, Jackie," Alex said softly. "How do you feel?"

"Ow . . ." Jacquelyn scrunched her face and turned her head from the light.

Alex immediately got up to turn it off. "Is that better? You were badly hurt, so it's normal to feel some pain, but we can try to ease it as much as possible."

"Kara?" Jacquelyn asked. "Is okay?"

Kara squeezed Jacquelyn's hand in both of hers. "I'm right here baby girl. I'm okay."

"It was kryptonite . . ."

"I know. You saved my life. Don't ever do that again, Jackie. You could have died."

Jacquelyn squinted up at Kara. "I had to protect my family."

At her words, tears welled up in Kara's eyes again. Her sister, her baby sister who had always been so soft, so sweet, so . . . nervous. Had been brave enough to nearly get herself killed for Kara's sake. It was both touching and terrifying.

"And now," Kara said after a long pause. "We protect you. It's going to be a while before you're well, but Alex and I aren't leaving your side."

Jacquelyn reached for Alex's hand, who grabbed it quickly. "That's right," Alex said. "And it's ice cream and The Land Before Time as much as you want until you're well. How does that sound?"

'Great," Jacquelyn forced a smile. "Better if everything wasn't throbbing . . ."

Alex exchanged a worried glance with Kara. "Let's up your pain meds."

"No," Jacquelyn said, though her voice was strained. "I'm fine. I don't need it."

"Jackie . . ."

"No! It'll make me high. I want to remember.'

"Okay," Alex sighed. "But if it gets too bad, I'm doing it no matter what you say. Got it?"

"Got it."

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Could you do a fic where R is dating Lena and they go to a bar with the super friends and Alex gets drunk and is super flirty/touchy with r and Lena and Alex fight over r and Lena gets super possessive?

It was a nice night at the bar with your friends. Lena had her arm around you as you were tucked into her side, with Alex beside you and the other Super Friends just across the table. 

“It was hilarious,” Alex said, laughing as she took another drink. It was her fourth. “Brainy was so confused.”

“I do not understand this … confusion,” Brainy said. “As a twelfth level intellect, I declare that I have never been confused.”

“I’m sure you haven’t,” Nia laughed. “You could never be confused.”

You couldn’t help the snort that echoed across the table. Brainy was confused at least ninety percent of the time, so his denial was quite hilarious to you. 

Alex turned to you and smirked. “You have the cutest snort. It’s adorable.”

“Why thank you, Alex,” You chuckled. “That’s very nice.”

Alex’s hand grabbed yours and you furrowed your brows. You weren’t sure what she was doing. “You … are just beautiful.”

Lena’s head snapped in Alex’s direction. “Hands off my girlfriend, please.”

Everyone else at the table had gone silent and you felt very, very awkward.

Alex wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you away from Lena. “Come on … she loves it. She loves the attention. You can share.”

“Alex …” Kara whispered. “You’re pretty drunk. Let’s get you home.”

“No, she does not love it. You aren’t her girlfriend, I am. You should listen to your sister and just leave.”

You were looking uncomfortably between the two, wishing nothing more than to just sink into the seat.

“Y/N,” Alex slurred. “You love me, don’t you? I know you’d rather spend time with me. Look at this beautiful hair.” 

Lena slapped away Alex’s hand as she brushed it through your hair. 

“Okay …” You chuckled. “I think I’m tired. We should … go.”

Lena pulled you protectively into her lap. “You made her uncomfortable, Alex. Go sober up and don’t let me catch you acting like this again.”

Without another word, Lena stood, keeping you in her arms, and marched out of the building.

“You can put me down …” You whispered.

You knew Lena had heard you, but she ignored it. She kept you in her arms until you were placed safely in her car and she had done your seatbelt for you.

“Alex had no right to act that way.”

“I know, Lena, but -”

“It’s absolutely disgusting that she thought she could get away with treating you like that.”

“It’s okay. She -”

“Treated you like an object, not like a person. I am highly offended by her behavior.”

“Lena!”

Lena finally stopped talking and looked at you.

“I know you’re upset, but you need to calm down. I’m not going to leave you for her. Ever. People do stupid things when they’re drunk. Now, if you’ll quit ranting, I’ll let you carry me into the house.”

“I was going to do it anyway.”

“Shut up,” You said, playfully rolling your eyes as you leaned against your girlfriend. 

“I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

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hi can you do one where B!D is having a lot of issues with Eliza (she’s comparing her to her sisters and telling her she’s not trying hard enough) and is feeling really anxious whenever she has to talk to her mom but she doesn’t want to be overdramatic or cause any problems so she balls it all up u til she has a panic attack? and she calls alex or kara and spills everything to them? and then some fluff or something? thank youuu!!!

“You don’t try hard enough! Your grades are horrendous. Your room is constantly a mess. When was the last time you even turned in your homework?” Eliza asked, glaring at you.

Head shaking, you took a step back. “Mom, I’m doing my best … It’s hard, I -”

“Your best? I hardly call that your best. Why can’t you be more like your sisters? They never gave me these problems. And Kara came here from another planet.”

“I’m not Kara. I promise, I’m trying. The material is too hard … You made me take those AP classes and I just don’t understand. And there’s so much homework. I don’t have any free time. At all.”

“If your sisters could handle it, so can you. Go do your homework. I expect you to get completely caught up tonight.”

“Mom, there’s like twelve hours of work.”

“No excuses. Go!”

You turned on your heel and ran upstairs to your room. You could hardly breathe, but you forced yourself to stay calm. You didn’t need anyone to know how stressed you were. Anyway, they probably wouldn’t care. Eliza certainly didn’t. 

Alone. 

You felt so alone. 

You couldn’t help the fear that had welled up inside you. The fear of failure. You’d already failed Eliza, you were failing classes. And if you flunked out? If you didn’t graduate? That would be the worst failure you could think of. You could already hear the sound of Eliza’s yelling, even as her words replayed over and over in your mind. 

It caused you to shake. To sweat. It felt as if a lump had swollen up in your throat. And you panicked. Panicked because of stress. Panicked because of Eliza. Panicked because you just couldn’t get enough air! You could feel your hands pulling on the collar of your shirt as if loosening it would somehow allow you to breathe again. 

You needed your inhaler. But it wasn’t around. You couldn’t go downstairs. Not only were you afraid to show your face, you didn’t want to deal with Eliza’s yelling. You couldn’t handle the yelling. 

Rocking, shaking, heart pounding, you didn’t know what to do. Without realizing, you found yourself with your phone in your hands and Alex’s name up on the screen. You didn’t put the phone to your ear. Just watched as it rang.

“Hello?” Alex’s voice came out loud and clear. But you didn’t respond. “Y/N? Is everything okay?”

When you still didn’t answer, Alex sounded a little more frantic.

“What’s going on? Are you okay? I’m going to call mom.”

“No!”

“Whoa, okay. Hey, it’s okay. You sound scared. What’s going on? Are you having a panic attack?”

You didn’t need to answer. The sound of your breathing did enough. 

“Y/N, you need to calm down. Take deep breaths. Breathe with me.”

It took several minutes, but Alex walked you through the panic attack. She stayed on the line with you as you cried and struggled, speaking gently and reassuringly. 

“Okay,” You said eventually. “I think I’m okay.”

“Talk to me, Y/N. What’s wrong? Why did you have that panic attack?”

You hesitated, unsure if you should say anything. But before long, you found yourself spilling your guts. “It’s mom. I’m not doing great in school. Everything is stressful and she just yells and compares me to you and Kara. She keeps saying I”m not good enough and that I’m not trying. She put me in all these AP classes, but I have a hard enough time in regular classes. And so I’m failing like, everything. And I didn’t want these classes, but she blames me for it. I’m not smart, Alex. I can’t do this. She says I have to get caught up on everything tonight, but that’s at least twelve hours of work. I just can’t do it. She’s being so mean.” You were sobbing. Alex could probably barely understand you.

There was a knock at the door and you jumped, hurriedly throwing your phone across the room before yanking your books out of your backpack.

But when the door opened, it wasn’t your mom standing there. 

It was your sisters.

They rushed in, kneeling at your side before pulling you into a tight hug. “It’s okay, sweetie,” Alex assured. 

“We got you,” Kara said.

You leaned into them as you cried, letting all your emotions drain onto their shoulders. For the first time in a while, you felt safe. You felt at home. 

“She doesn’t stop yelling.”

You can feel Alex tighten her grip around you. “I’ll talk to her, okay? This is your senior year, it should be fun. And look at you, Y/N, you’re having such a difficult time.”

“And we’ll help you with you homework,” Kara offers. 

You started crying all over again as you grabbed your sisters tightly. “Thank you.”

“Of course, kid,” Alex said, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “But for now, you need a break. We’re going out tonight. We can get dinner, see a movie.”

You shook your head quickly. “N-no. No. Mom will yell at me again. She’ll be so mad. I have to get everything done right now. I can’t do anything until I get it done.” You could feel the panic quickly returning.

“Whoa, whoa, hey,” Alex said. “It’s okay. Breathe. Just breathe. We’re going to talk to Mom for you, okay? I promise, she won’t yell at you. We won’t let her.”

You didn’t say anything. Instead, you focused on calming your breathing.

“I’m going to go talk to her right now. Okay? I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Alex left and a few minutes later you could hear loud arguing. You flinched at the yelling and buried your face against Kara with a whimper.

Kara pulled you closer with a hush. “I got you.”’

Eventually, the yelling stopped and Alex returned to your room. “Pack your things, you’re going to spend a few days with me. I’ll help you get caught up and we can spend some time relaxing. Okay?”

Your face lit up. You pulled away from Kara, standing and running to Alex. You leaped onto her in a hug. “Thank you! I love you, Alex.”

“I love you, too, sweetie.”

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Hi there! Found you by accident (a happy acident!) Can you do HCs of Lena and smol GF?

- Lena always picking you up and carrying you places

- Insisting you sit on her lap 99% of the time

- Giving you gifts, even though you say you don’t need them

- Being very protective of you

- Doing her best to shield you from the press

- And from the stigma that comes with the Luthor name

- Making sure you’re accepted as a Superfriend

- Even though it wasn’t something to worry about

- Taking work off when you get sick 

- Making you plenty of soup

- And wrapping you up in blankets 

- And not allowing you to move from the bed

- Always having a hand on your arm or your back or around your waist