*insert sapphic humming*

willow, she/her, 18, (comic) artist, writer and supercorp lover this is my fanart/fanfiction page!

[will-o-whiisper]

introduction!!

i'm new to tumblr, but as i've found myself returning to my roots of obsessing over fandoms, i figured this is the place to be! i honestly know little to nothing about tumblr-etiquette, but i figured i'd just start out by introducing myself! my username is ✨🎃will-o-whiisper🌿✨ y'all can call me whiisp/willow (honestly whatever) though. pronouns: she/her age: 18 otp: supercorp (i have an unhealthy attachment, someone save me) fandoms: supergirl, killing eve, taylor swift, atla, lok, six of crows, heartstopper, stranger things, stardew valley, rick and morty, disenchantment, the dragon prince, carole & tuesday, wakfu, arcane fav ships: supercorp, villaneve, brittana, elmax (lumax too tbh), bubbline, korrasami, are we sensing a pattern?, percabeth hobbies: ✨drawing✨, ✨writing✨, singing, songwriting, acting i created this account to immerse myself in my fandoms haha, but also to post fanart, headcanons, document my fanfic writing, etc. i usually create original art and writing, so i'm getting used to (specifically writing) more fandom oriented content. i'm currently working on a supercorp fanfiction alongside an original sapphic superhero comic and an original book series. i'd like to use fanart as a way to motivate myself to get back into drawing, as i've been feeling a disconnect from my need to create art as of late. i'd like to specifically work on expressions and character interaction. if anyone has any requests for a drawing (of characters i know) feel free to let me know! it might inspire me (though i can't guarantee i'll end up drawing it). the image attached is a fairly recent piece of fanart of mine! i look forward to posting more soon :)

[will-o-whiisper]

Supergirl Mayhem - Dansen

[will-o-whiisper]

The Emerald Isle Lights - Art

Supercorp "Tangled" AU for Supergirl Mayhem

[001x456]

people who don't experience hyperfixation don't know what it feels like to hyperfixate so much on something that it becomes not only your subject of obsession but also your source of happiness and literally the main reason why you still keep going; literal source of strength and life.

shoutout to my favorite fictional characters, favorite people, favorite ships, favorite movies, favorite tv shows, fanfics and archive of our own

[chronurgy]

You should be allowed to leave work if you need to go home and think about the character

[kiwiiseal]

Realistically, today had been a good day. Most of Lena's technology worked perfectly, and any tweaks she needed to make went smoothly. Nia had bought her coffee. At a private moment around noon, Kara had kissed her cheek before flying off to do rounds on the city.

Lena, however, stands in the hallway of Kara’s apartment building wishing she could punch a hole or twelve into the drywall. Her keys - including the spare key to the loft that she had been given - fall out of her hand to the floor, and she feels the tension in her chest build.

It takes an eternal four seconds to pick them up, unlock the door, and step inside.

Kara stands by her kitchen sink, sipping from her purple water bottle. “Hi, baby.”

There is no will to look over and smile in response. Lena drops her purse on the floor and trudges straight to the bed. She falls face-first into it, feet dangling in the air.

All the blankets and abandoned clothes from this morning smell familiar. Lemon and woodsmoke – Kara. Lena likes to joke that the woodsmoke smell is because she flies so fast she burns up.

She can feel the furrow in her eyebrows, and what's worse is that she has no idea why it's there. It was a good day. She didn't even have to make a pit stop at Luthor Corp to put out any fires. There's nothing wrong.

The lack of explanation for her frustration makes her even more frustrated.

“Hey.” The mattress dips as Kara sits down. “Rough day?”

“No,” Lena says into blankets, suddenly near tears. She rolls over onto her back. “That's the thing, it was good. So why am I in meltdown territory?”

Kara’s hand is in her hair – soothing, home, safety. “I’m sorry. Let me help you?”

Lena nods, toeing off her shoes. They clatter to the floor. Kara offers her hands and pulls her into a sitting position. She helps Lena out of her day clothes and expertly offers the right pajamas. Good texture, good match, good breathability.

It takes a moment for her to start pulling them on as she prepares to go from stationary to in motion. The clean air surrounding her body after she changes helps to lessen the dread in her shoulders. Kara knows the little details to make her comfortable - hood up over her head, a fresh pair of socks. Once dressed, Lena flops over onto her side and curls up tight.

Kara leans over to kiss her head. She draws the curtains. The room becomes dark, and Lena feels her eyebrows relax. It’s a warm summer day outside, and the sun has made its presence clear. The darkness now dampening her vision offers peace.

“Do you want me around?” Kara asks, voice soft.

“Yes, please.” Lena sounds childlike. Her voice is fragile, muffled under her hands.

“Okay, scooch. Make room.”

Lena falls limp as a smile ghosts her face.

“Wow. Okay.” Kara heaves a dramatic sigh.

She feels Kara’s arms snake under her body. For a moment, she’s weightless, and then she’s gently set a foot or two over from where she was before. The mattress bounces again as Kara settles.

Lena reaches behind her to pull Kara's arm over her stomach and takes a deep breath.

“Good girl,” Kara says innocently.

“Hmm?”

“The deep breath. Proud of you.”

Lena’s body feels warm with love. “Thanks.”

The conversation lulls. Lena keeps breathing. Cool air keeps her temperature regulated under a hoodie and Kara’s body. Tension still weighs in her chest, but the accommodations matter. Kara doesn't even ask what she needs, she just knows. Lena barely has to move. She's surrounded by so much love.

“I wish I knew what was wrong.” she says into silence.

Kara hums, sounding sleepy and content.

“Like, nothing bad happened. I had a good day. Why do I feel like I want to implode?”

“You’re autistic, love.” Kara slips her hand beneath Lena’s hoodie to hold her tummy. “That happens. Sometimes there's no answer. I know you don't like that, I’m sorry.”

Lena hates how whiny she sounds. “But I want an answer! I want something to fix.”

“I know, baby.”

She sighs, then rolls over into Kara’s embrace. Having nothing to blame makes the situation feel unresolved. Agitation swirls in her gut, but she knows there's nothing to be done. Sometimes there are just days where the world is too much.

“Too much world.” Lena mumbles.

Kara puts a hand in her hair. “I know. I’m sorry. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

As much as the lack of answer makes things unfinished, the hoodie helps. Having the hood up helps. She has clean socks and a dark room. Her girlfriend loves her, and is warm and solid against her.

Despite it all, she's loved. And that’s important too.

"Thank you." she whispers into darkness.

Kara scratches gently at her scalp. "Always, baby."

Always.

[will-o-whiisper]

Who are the characters from your banner and icon? The art for them is beautiful!

thank you so much!!

the character in my icon is an original character of mine^^ i was too lazy to actually draw an icon of/for myself, so i cropped some art i‘d made previously.

these are my original characters april and lou! they‘re the main couple from my discontinued(💔) webcomic "we met in april".

the characters from my banner aren’t the same ones, (though i‘m realising they look quite similar haha).

they‘re meant to depict betty and james (how i imagine them) from taylor swift‘s folklore love triangle. featuring a genderfluid james :)

both of these drawing are actually pretty old haha, i can definitely spot a lot of flaws, but i‘m glad you like them!

i‘ll probably start a tumblr blog to post original art and characters soon, especially with artfight coming up :)

[kiwiiseal]

lately the world is ending (so i won't ask for too much)

'The aching, desperate thing stirs in Kara’s gut. It's a relentless pull that’s been there for weeks; like reaching out for something she’s not sure she’s allowed to want. It hadn’t felt brave, typing out that message. More like tossing a flare into the dark, praying someone might see it. Now someone has, and she doesn’t know what to do with the hand reaching back.'

⤷ After Jeremiah's death, Lena gives Kara a book on grief. Kara reads it, then avoids everything it asked her to feel.

chapter 1/9 | words: 2910 | read on ao3

[maddiedrawz]

what actually happened: the sequel✨✨

once again supercorp starved by s6 help

without text :))

hAHa another 7 hr drawing loveeee that for me-

[sisyphusshrugged]

how to get close to people for beginners

getting close to people strategies

first time getting close to people walkthrough

techniques for getting close to people

[will-o-whiisper]

High School AU - Chapter 7

So there they are. Snugly seated between shoes and bags on the floor of the walk-in-closet. What a nightmare. They aren’t even using the space. Kara’s sitting so close, their thighs are touching. Judging by her subtle swaying and slow blinking, it’s safe to assume she isn’t exactly sober. Just great. Everyone out there’s probably whispering about how Lena will take advantage of the situation. Poor, drunk Kara, trapped with Miss Lesbian Predator™ herself. “I won’t try to kiss you.” Lena’s voice is low and tired. Gaze trained on the crack of light through the door. Kara should know, at least. Even if no one else believes her. Kara should know she can trust her. “Oh,” Kara whispers, tilting her head with an unfamiliar expression ghosting across her features. It can’t be disappointment. That would just be wishful thinking. Not wishful! It’s just… Whatever. Kara crosses her legs, inching a little closer to Lena with a small smirk. “Why not? You scared?” What the hell? There are about a million different reasons why she won’t. Good ones. For one, Kara is in a relationship. Reason number two is the fact that she is quite obviously straight. Third of all, she’s not in her right mind, the sweet scent of some sort of cocktail still lingering on her breath. To top it off, she’s Kara Zorelle. Loved and praised by just about everyone. Untouchable. Even to— especially to Lena. To insinuate that fear is what’s holding Lena back is insulting. She’s being respectful. Considerate, one might even say. Lena almost flinches when Kara—just for the fun of it—flashes her gleaming grin and leans closer. Okay, so maybe she is a little scared. “My lipstick.” Lena’s fingers lightly graze her darkened lips, “It would make a mess of you,” she rasps, her throat uncomfortably dry. How much time has passed? Surely she’ll be out of here soon. The confines of the closet seem increasingly narrow. Maybe Lena’s claustrophobic too? With each shallow breath she takes, she finds herself wondering if she’ll run out of air before the timer runs out. Kara lets out a short exhale—a laugh maybe. “Some would say that’s kinda hot.”

Read chapter 7 of "no one's ever had me (not like you)" here!

[hartshoney-deactivated20211125]

[meteortrails]

part of the reason I think it’s so sad that we collectively write so few stories about unrequited love is bc I feel like there’s very little public acknowledgment of how much it sucks to be the one somebody is in unrequited love with??? and not in a way of like, oh they’re crossing boundaries or putting expectations on me or whatever. becoming close friends with someone and then finding out they’re in love with you and you don’t love them back the same way is heartbreaking, bc a) someone you love is in pain and there is literally nothing you can do about it, and b) it usually means that whether you like it or not there’s going to be distance in your friendship that wasn’t there before as they try to get over you. idk man I just feel like we’ve all discussed the tragedy of loving someone who doesn’t love you back quite a lot and very rarely discuss the tragedy of finding out the way that you love someone just isn’t enough.

[molabuddy]

the insane experience of missing a fictional character . like you can always go back and reread the book , replay the game , rewatch the show or movie , you can always go back & see them , but you can never experience them & their story for the first time again . its absurd to miss them because they'll always be there , but you'll miss when there were still new things for them to say .

for a small time they were real & growing and changing and you hung onto every new word, but now all they can do is repeat the same story forever&ever & they're not real anymore because you know everything they're going to do. & you miss them. its fucked man...

[mxrderscenes]

writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months

[ohwhatagloomyshow]

“First and foremost I’m writing for myself,” I hiss through my teeth, resisting the urge to refresh my email for an Ao3 message for the 100th time.

[will-o-whiisper]

supercorp - high school au!

cheerleader!kara x goth!lena

this art was created to accompany a fic of mine! (i drew these last september, so this has been in the works for an ungodly amount of time considering i'm not even close to done writing)

the fic isn't up yet, but once it is, i'll post the link here too. if this has piqued your interest, be sure to keep your eye out! i'll probably upload the first chapter within the next two days :)

(the cheerleader kara idea was inspired by a post by @obliviouskara)

you can read the fic here!

[will-o-whiisper]

posting chapter 3 today! thought i‘d share my art of teen alex too :)

fun fact: before posting this i realised i had made her bday the 24th of december which… idk where that had come from? i don’t think alex‘s bday is canonically on christmas eve?

anyway i changed that cause it kind of interferes with events in the fic

[will-o-whiisper]

chapters 5 and 6 are up!!

(forgot to post about it haha)