Writers Ask (Because I couldn't resist): 2, 12, 13, 18 and pick one you want to answer but do not think will be asked.
2. Favorite part of writing.
I ... don’t know exactly. I think it’s when I finish a fic? The feeling of having written down this whole world, which was first in my head, and to be able to share it with the readers. Also, the comments! I get the most amazing comments seriously.
12. How do you deal with self-doubts?
Ah, well. Truth is ... I don’t listen to my self-doubts much. I’ve learned how to just push them aside. It’s not useful, on the long run. I’d say I sometimes consider them but only in a critical way that can maybe make me grow? If not, then I just ignore everything and keep going.
13. How do you deal with writers block?
I ... take a break from where I’m stuck, try to write something else entirely. If it’s not working, then I try to do something related/inspirational.
For exemple, whenever I’m struggling with my RDR2 Supercat AU nowadays, I play the game, watch a western, immerge myself in this world I’m trying to capture with words.
18. What’s your revision or rewriting process like?
BOLD OF YOU TO ASSUME I HAVE ONE! More seriously, I usually rely a lot on beta-readers for that. I have a rule tho. I only write what I like to read. I’m my first audience and that way, when I have to re-read the story to work on it, I can enjoy it.
+ BONUS
33. Do you listen to music when you’re writing?
I do! I have a flow on, with music I like and new ones I’ve never heard before. Sometimes, I even listen to some specific playlists or mood lists when I write, to further my inspiration.
PLEASE DO NOT HATE ME.... Break Up Prompts: 30 - “I saw you.” (Supercorp) 34 - “Please, stop crying.” (Supercat)
Ok so I’m splitting them up, you can read the supercat one here
Lena sat in her office staring at her computer screen as she bit the pad of her thumb ignoring the proposal she had open. The words had long since blurred as she replayed Kara tearing her shirt open on a loop. There was no way she had imagined the red and blue symbol of hope that appeared underneath. Part of her felt guilty that she happened to over see the change when she went to surprise Kara for lunch. But it was quickly replaced with anger as she made her way back to L-Corp, dumping bags of food in a trash can she passed without a second thought. Another thing she felt guilty about as she replayed the moment over and over. Logically she knew that Kara must have a reason for not telling her, but right now logic was in a losing battle to the swirl of emotions that enveloped her.
She had been trying to get Kara to open up to her to for months. Something constantly nagging in the back of her mind that there was something holding Kara back. She thought it was Mon-El, that despite Kara’s reassurances she still had not quite forgiven Lena for the role she played in his sudden exit from Kara’s life. But this, this was so much worse. She had opened up to Kara. About her family, her fears that she would one day turn out like Lillian and Lex. She finally let someone in, someone other then Jack, someone that didn’t have any connections to her family, someone who didn’t see first hand what she went through. It was the first time she had opened up by choice.
And now she knew.
No matter how many times Kara stood beside her, championed her, wrapped her arm around Lena’s shoulders and held her tight, told her she loved her, assured Lena time and time again that she was nothing like her family, there was still a part of Kara that didn’t trust Lena either.
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Kara felt like she was floating as she bounced off the L-Corp elevator. The sun was out, Snapper liked the article she dropped on his desk, she helped the DEO snag an alien, and now she was going to invite her beautiful girlfriend to dinner.
They hadn’t seen each other all week and Kara was itching to tell her about the new lead she got yesterday, to tell her that she finally finished the article she had been struggling with, to wrap her in a giant hug and watch her laugh that cute little laugh she had every time she watched Kara stuff her face with food.
By the time she reached Lena’s door, Kara was grinning ear to ear, giving Jess a wave before she turned the knob and pushed. Her eyes seeking out Lena, taking in her profile as she sat angled at her desk, her teeth bared around the tip of her thumb, white knuckles evident as she grasped a glass of amber liquid.
“Lena?”
Green eyes snapped away from the screen, the rolling emotions Kara thought she saw suddenly gone as Lena’s eyes flashed, darkening as they traced over Kara.
“What happened?” Kara pressed forward, ignoring the shivers of her body as Lena’s eyes tracked her across the room.
The silence deafening as Kara rolled her shoulders, unable to prevent herself from straightening as the desire to protect Lena traveled up her spine.
“Nothing happened.” Kara halted as she took in the soft smile Lena gave her that did nothing to melt away the cold in her eyes. Watching Lena stand, Kara stayed rooted to her spot as Lena prowled around her desk, holding her breath as Lena pressed their bodies together, her fingers playing with Kara’s collar. A sharp tug pulling Kara forward, off balance, as she felt Lena’s lips moving against hers, her nails digging roughly into the back of neck.
In an instant Kara, pushed Lena back by her hips, not quite holding her at arms length. Her forehead scrunching as she fought the instinct to scan Lena over the bridge of her glasses.
“Something’s wrong…”
“Always so observant.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Kara asked, unable to let go of the disdain she could hear from Lena’s voice. “Did I do something?”
“You tell me, Supergirl.”
Kara froze, her mind blank and fuzzy as Lena lifted an eyebrow. “Lena, I’m not…”
“You’re not what Kara?” Lena tilted her head her words snapping with the anger that had been building all day. “You’re not a liar? Or you’re not Supergirl?”
Kara sputtered, racing to try and catch up with Lena. To say something, anything that would get Lena to understand she never wanted to hide this from her, to get her to forgive her.
“I saw you Kara.” The words seemed so far away as Lena spoke.
“Today. Outside CatCo.” Lena answered Kara’s scowl as she raced through all the times she had to leave Lena for an emergency. Lena stepped forward, taking advantage of Kara’s shock, her fingers playing with Kara’s top button, slipping it free before moving down one.
Kara’s hands cupping over Lena’s in reflex, stopping their movements.
“I see you still don’t trust me.” Lena whispered as she flattened her hands against Kara’s chest for a moment before pulling them free as she stepped back and lifted her chin.
“You should really be more careful in future.” Lena spoke calmly as she took a step back.
“Lena…” Kara whispered desperately as she reached forward, flinching when Lena crossed her arms, and shuffled back another inch.
“You should go.” Lena flexed her fingers, clutching at her bicep to brace herself for the next words she could feel in her chest. “You and I are done here.”
I have two for you, and since I know you are more a Karaolsen Shipper, if I am remembering correctly, I am sorry but both are for the ship you love. I find it helps sometimes. So Number 16 "I can’t do this anymore.” and 17 "It meant nothing.”
i wrote this imagining a world where kara tries to hide the fact that she’s Supergirl from james…so like, even more pain!
They’re not the same—of course they’re not the same—but it still throws Kara for a loop when James says, in the quiet of the night,
“I can’t do this anymore.”
Kara isn’t asleep, not by a long shot, and she stiffens for a split second as she registers his words. She isn’t sure if she was supposed to hear that or not, and by the way James’s hold on her waist loosens, she guesses she wasn’t.
“What do you mean?” she asks, just as quietly. She aims to keep it light, teasing almost, but her voice quivers a bit.
He’s silent for a moment. “I’m sorry,” he says, and that’s all he offers.
Kara turns around to look at him, to study the way he guiltily avoids her eyes. “James,” she says, “what can’t you do?”
“I didn’t mean it like that,” he says. “I didn’t mean—” He stops, nonetheless, and Kara knows that can’t be good.
Logically, she knows they haven’t been quite the same since the beginning. James has begun to work increasingly away from home, and Kara still has her own reasons for staying away; they never have time for each other anymore, and they don’t even talk as much anymore.
Still, she doesn’t let it pass. “Do you mean us?” she asks softly. “Is that it?”
“No,” James says, a tad too quickly. “I mean I’m—I can’t pretend, Kara.”
“Pretend to be…happy?” she guesses, but he shakes his head.
“I know,” James says, and he looks conflicted as he says it. Kara doesn’t have to ask what he knows; it’s clear just by the look in his eyes alone. “And I’m worried for you.”
“I didn’t want to hide it from you,” Kara starts, but he doesn’t let her finish.
“I’m not mad at you,” he says. “I get it. You just wanted to protect me.”
That is exactly it, among other reasons, but the way he says it just sounds sad and Kara doesn’t know how to deal with that. She’s never even tried to hide the fact that she’s Supergirl, really; she figures since Clark knows, he would be the one to tell James. Or James would deduce it himself, once he saw the extent of Supergirl’s powers.
But she has kept it unsaid. Just in case.
“But are you happy?” she asks, rolling over to stare up at the ceiling and trying to swallow the lump in her throat. “You have a right to be mad.”
“I could never be mad at you,” James says. He draws his arm away from her waist, the warmth of his touch gone in an instant. He doesn’t say if he’s happy or not, though, and Kara figures that out on her own.
“I’m sorry,” Kara tries. “I didn’t want to lie to you. But I’m still me, James. I’m still the same person I’ve always been.”
“I know,” James says, but it’s clear he doesn’t. Not really. “Kara—you know you don’t have to be like your cousin, don’t you? Even though he’s never been upfront with Lois, you don’t have to do everything he does. I want to help you, you know. That’s all I ever want to do.”
“I’m sure Lois wants to help him too,” Kara points out, gripping the sheets a bit tighter around her body. “And Clark’s doing just fine on his own, you know.”
“But he’s not on his own. He has me, he has you,” James says. “I know you have Alex, and Winn—”
So that’s what it is, maybe; James is jealous, jealous that she’s told Winn and not him. “Did Winn tell you?” she asks.
“No. But it’s not hard to guess,” James says. His tone is clipped, maybe a touch saddened. “He’s your friend, Kara. I don’t mind that you told him.”
“It meant nothing,” Kara says, and she resists the urge to turn back to him, to cup his face in her hands and assure him that way. “I just—I needed his advice, that’s all. It’s not because I trust him more or anything.”
“Clearly you trust him a little more than me in some ways,” James says, and this time he does sound hurt. And now, frustrated.
“I didn’t want you to tell me I was being stupid. Or judge me for it,” Kara says. This is true, too; she handles Alex’s disapproval already, and Clark’s subtle skepticism. She doesn’t know what she would do if James had looked at her the same way.
“I wouldn’t have,” says James gently, the frustration fading away. “I love you, Kara. And I support you no matter what.”
The admission almost brings tears to her eyes; Kara blinks, rapidly, to keep them at bay. “I know,” she manages to choke out. “But I was scared, James. And I didn’t want you to hate me for it.”
“I could never hate you.”
It’s nice to hear him say things like that—to promise he could never hate her, could never be mad at her, could never judge her or not support her wholeheartedly. But Kara has lived long enough to know that promises like that can just as easily be empty.
“Can you not do that?” she demands. “I can’t—you can’t just say that. You’re too…” She trails off, a bit of her own frustration leaking through. He’s being too nice about this and it feels, all at once, more stifling than anything else.
“I don’t want to fight,” James says tentatively. “Kara. I’m not saying this just to say it. I’m trying to let you know that I’m here for you, okay? No matter what. That’s all this is. I’m not…this isn’t me trying to accuse you of anything.”
It’s still more understanding than Kara is used to, and she sighs. “Okay,” she says. “I’m sorry.”
She doesn’t know how they got to this point, this simmering hesitance to ask each other anything, and she knows that her secret isn’t the only thing they need to discuss.
But she doesn’t actually bring it up; she just turns on her side, and lets him slowly rest his arm around her waist again, as they both pretend to go back to sleep.
(It’s much easier to pretend they’re not unraveling at the seams, after all; much easier to ignore everything they can’t make themselves confront.)
sooo it’s the WIP challenge again! @uniquelykaydt tagged me a few days ago. i’m sorry it’s a bit late, i was waiting for new material.
Post the last sentence you wrote in a WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
“She knows Kara cares about her. It's what Kara does; she cares and gives and loves, even people who don't deserve it. She wouldn't have stuck around for this long if she didn’t. And Cat is touched, she's flattered that someone as pure finds her worthy of care, but she can't let it go on. She's become a weakness for Supergirl, and every minute she keeps her by her side, more lives are getting put at risk. She has to stop this before someone gets hurt because Kara is selfless enough to care about someone like her.“
for context, this WIP is canon-compliant and follows Cat’s thoughts and feelings throughout....the entire show.
thanks for the tag, Kate! looking forward to reading what your excerpt was from :D i’ll tag @racheltuckerrr again because the evil is contagious in this family. :)
So now it's Prompt time for you. Supercat for sure. With some superfriends as well/Sanvers. Wedding or anniversary gone wrong (can be someone else's wedding) "What is that smell?"
so this was little harder than it should have been
For a day that started out in chaos, Kara was happy with where it was ending. She watched her sister smiled and danced, her white dress shining on the dance floor. It was Alex’s own fairy-tale wedding, even though she never thought she would have one. It also helps that the world seemed to be on their side that day, there were no emergencies, no alien to fights, it was just them and their pure happiness.
Kara felt two arms circle her waist and someone tuck their head up against her neck, she turned around to meet the other woman. She cupped Cat’s face, kissed her forehead, and rested gently against her wife. Kara’s hands slid down from her neck to her sides.
“I can’t believe they are finally married. At the rate they were going I thought we would be going to Carter’s before theirs.”
“Don’t joke about that.” Cat pinched Kara’s sides in a playful warning. “I for one, knew that this was inevitable since the day I saw the way Maggie was staring down Alex at our wedding.”
Cat rested her head against Kara’s chest, content with just swaying to the music and watching the newly weds have the time of their life. Perfection, they were in a daydream of perfection.
Kara noticed the soon to be catastrophe first, it was a weird smell that filled the air, and soon became very overpowering. Every agent was on red alert and Kara was ready to change into her supersuit. Cat put her hands over Kara’s stopping her from trying to rip open her dress and reveal, nothing (Cat convinced her not to put that suit on, so she could actually wear a dress).
Cat noticed two figures move into the crowd and knew that there was no threat. She waited until Kara finished her silent sweep, to whisper what she saw into her wife’s ear. Kara immediately snapped into attention and weaved her way over to where Cat saw the two disappear. She came back, dragging a person in each hand.
She helped them on her feet, but her hands never leaving the back of their collars. “Hey Alex! You will never believe what I found.” Alex and Maggie were by Kara’s side in a matter of seconds and the rest of people had all turned to listen to what she had to say. “So a little bird told me that they saw two people enter the tent after everyone had their focus taken to the smell. But here I caught these two reeking of that same foul smell. Go ahead tell them what you did.”
“Winn told me he had a cool new toy and I just couldn’t resist. I swear ma it wasn’t my fault. Aunt Alex you know that I wouldn’t mess up you and Maggie’s day for nothing, I swear.” Carter fell to his knees in defeat.
“You snitch!” Winn shouted, “it wasn’t suppose to do that. Please don’t hurt me. It was just suppose to fog and produce colors, it was going to be a nice surprise for you guys. You know set a fun mood.”
“It was a surprise alright,” Maggie mumbled. Alex hit her shoulder before smoothing down the lapels of Maggie’s suit.
“That was thoughtful Winn, but I don’t you dare ever do that again or you will be a dead man. Do you understand.” Winn quickly shook his head in acknowledgement.
Kara took a step back and pulled Cat along with her. The snuggled up and watched their family get into their first fight and laughed, because if that was the worse that was going to happen then they were going to be alright.
@uniquelykaydt
you can read the supercorp one here
Kara stroked curly blonde hair as she sat sideways on the couch, liberally pressing kisses against the crown as she looked at Cat silently watching them from the kitchen island as she drank her wine. Tears long since soaking through the shoulder of her shirt causing it to cling to her skin as she shifted occasionally to keep from going numb.
“Carter.” Kara whispered, her heart shattering as she listened to the muffled sniffles, “Please stop crying.”
Quiet fell over them again as Kara waited. Waited until Carter stopped shaking, his breath growing deeper as his sniffling stopped and he pulled away from Kara’s shoulders, his eyes red rimmed and bloodshot. Lifting a hand Kara cupped his face, wiping away his tears with her thumbs as she pulled him in to kiss his forehead. Inhaling deeply the scent of his shampoo before pulling back again.
“Could I talk to your mom for a minute?” Carter nodded a couple times as he wiped his nose on the end of his sleeve.
“I’m not going to see you again, am I?” Carter mumbled as he shuffled to the edge of the couch looking so tiny slumped over and staring at his knees. He had known for awhile that Kara was supergirl, but it hadn’t made this conversation any easier. And the harder Carter fought, desperately giving them ideas to keep him and Cat safe didn’t make it any easier. She already had this argument with Cat, listened to her shout and scream and whisper and beg. But Kara had already made up her mind, after the latest close call on Cat’s life, leaving was the only way Kara felt she could keep them safe. Even as she had to listen to Cat call her every name in the book, she stayed strong. Only wavering once when Alex spoke up, before finally pushing it aside as well.
“I don’t think so buddy.” Kara quietly admitted as she scooted to the edge beside him. Lunging towards her Carter wrapped his arms around her neck as tightly as he could, burrowing his face momentarily.
“I love you Kara.”
“I love you too Carter.” Slowly letting go Carter got up from the couch, giving his mom a tight hug before he headed down the hall to his bedroom.
“Do you think he’ll forgive me?” Kara asked without turning around to face Cat, even as she heard her walk up behind the couch.
“Yes.”
“Will you?”
The apartment fell silent for a long moment before Kara nodded and stood. Wrapping her hand around the bag at her feet. The bag she and Cat argued over, more then a hundred times the past couple weeks as Kara packed and Cat unpacked. Picking it up off the ground Kara moved to the door, pausing with one hand on the knob, her head turned slightly.
Opening and closing her mouth Kara nodded again as she stepped outside and shut the door behind her.
