#undeadcanary

[arrowielding-blog]

@undeadcanary ❤︎’d for a starter

“  i’m  pretty  sure  gideon  just  INSULTED  me .  is  this  about  me  or  just  something  she  does ? ”

[psioniic]

               ❛  Don’t you get it? I’m better off without you.  ❜  / @undeadcanary

[movedtoleksas-blog]

“What are you doing out here on the roof? The party’s inside.”

     parties were overrated. some nights        most nights        lexa preferred to be at home. getting her out of the house was a difficult thing, more often found out on special occasions than any other time. she wasn’t much of a talker, though she was enough of a drinker to survive social events. not all of them, for certain, but a few choice events she dragged herself out to. a new year was a good reason to celebrate, though the abundance of guests, lights and sounds often called for a break         that came in the form of a open window with enough access to the roof. 

    with her coat draped around her, lexa braved the chill. it wasn’t unpleasant, the shingles underneath her provided a nice contrasts to how warm it had been inside. the muffled sounds of excitement from around the neighbourhood was almost calming. it wasn’t long until she was interrupted, turning toward the sound. oh. well, pleasant surprises could be had, evidently.

     ‘ there’s still a while til midnight, i thought i’d steal some time away from the crowds. ‘   as if to silently begin her invite, lexa shifted over a little.    ‘ it’s nice out here, if you don’t mind the cold. ‘

new years starters         @undeadcanary

[gsarchived]

‘i thought i might have lost you.’

different ways to say ‘i love you’.

      she knew there’d be some missions that didn’t end up with everyone cheering with a drink in their hand. instead, there’d be some with broken limbs, plans gone wrong, the bad guy getting away. zatanna had learned that from her time in gotham with bruce. trying to save the world was never a piece of cake. she knew that and while it was hard, it was the way things were.

she winced as she pressed a bandage to her wound on her torso, exhaling slowly once she had taped it on. it had been close tonight. too close. fingers move to tug her shirt over her torso, her head lifting once she hears sara speak. ‘  yeah, i thought so too.  ’ she answers with a sigh, fingers combing through dark hair. moments passed, with blue eyes studying her captain quietly. she finally moved, her hand moving to lay on top of the blonde’s. a soft smile curls along her lips, giving that hand a squeeze. ‘  don’t worry about me, sara. it takes a lot more than that to get rid of me. i’m around for the long run.  ’

[gsarchived]

‘it looks good on you.’

different ways to say ‘i love you’.

      one thing she had to give props to the legends was the fact that they knew how to look the part when going in a different decade. actually, she’s pretty sure that there must be some huge closet somewhere with clothes for all of them. thankfully, since they were going into the eighties and going to a bar where a rock music band was playing -- zatanna still had plenty of her punk fashion phase in her closet. what probably helped is that she still somewhat dresses like she did, but you know ... less.

fingers tug at her ripped band shirt, moving it to expose her shoulder as she looks over at sara. it’s not long before a smile makes it’s way across her mouth and the magician chuckles, bending over to slip on some very black ankle boots.‘  teenage me was super into dressing like this. i’m still very into black, but i’d like to think i dress better now.  ’ she pauses, standing back over and looking sara up and down. ‘  you don’t look so bad yourself, captain.  ’

[swallowedblood-archived]

“ Are you mad at me? ”

nearly 200 writing prompts. x

❝ NO, SARA, I AM NOT MAD...  ❞  A venomous tongue, and yet it was still spoken in a low tone of voice. She did not want to start this - but then again, Bianca had never been much the one to pour out her heart to another. Not even to her. ❝  Look, I have to go---  ❞

*┊ I.D. ⟩ @undeadcanary.

[swallowedblood-archived]

“ Shut up and kiss me already. ”

nearly 200 writing prompts. x

❝  DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO.  ❞  To anyone else it may have sounded like she was about to spit venom at them, but Sara knew her. She knew Bianca was stubborn and knew her to be joking. By that time, Bianca had already dragged Sara in close by the hips. Briefly she let her face bury in the crook of her neck, as she breathed in that very familiar scent of her. It was something she could never get enough of. Thus she began to plant a trail of kisses from Sara’s neck and up her shoulder, to her jawline until she stopped and let her gaze scan her, though without pulling too far away. ❝  You’re so---- beautiful.  ❞  Bianca muttered under her breath, as she let the tips of her fingers grace over the same side of her jaw she had just pressed kisses to. She finally leaned in and ever so lightly let her lips meet with Sara’s.

*┊ I.D. ⟩ @undeadcanary​.

[gsarchived]

@undeadcanary.

          ‘  isn’t this the part where someone gets into a fight, and we all have to break it up using our individual powers?  ’ she raises a eyebrow at sara, taking a sip from her drink. the legends were at some fancy place, with zatanna wearing her best dress and her lips stained with vibrant red. if she really looked, she could see the rest of the team mingling, or at least trying to not cause trouble.