#supercorp

[natalievoncatte]

Kara is buzzed when it happens. Not drunk, buzzed. A little tipsy. Not lost in the sauce, more “in her cups”. It’s been a rough day of wordsmithing and crime fighting and game night has turned into an impromptu movie night because no one has enough energy to play anything. The Settles of Catan box is gathering dust next to the Pictionary stuff and the other random games that have accumulated at Lena’s apartment ever since they all realized that she has the best bachelorette pad for hosting these things.

Instead they’re watching Twister instead of playing Twister, laughing at how cheesy it is. The movie is almost over but the night is young and Kara is unwinding, so she asks Lena for a favor.

“Can you bring me some?” she says, spotting Lena pouring wine from a box that Kara brought over.

“Sure,” Lena says.

A moment later, Lena joins her.

This moment is inportant. Kara doesn’t know it yet but it’s one of the most important. One day she will rank it in importance with the day she first saved Lena and the first time she walked into Lena’s office and a number of other firsts.

Consider this: It is a warm May night and Lena has the windows open to let the breeze in. It’s maybe seventy in the penthouse and eventually it’ll get cooler. Right now, everyone is lazing about in knockaround clothes. Kara herself is in a pair of old threadbare sweats from the DEO that she kept even after the organization disbanded because they were so comfy, and the ribbed tank she had on under her outfit at work, baring her blocky and sun-tanned shoulders.

(This is because Lena once made a comment about her big meaty shoulders after they attended a spin class together. Kara never consciously said “I’m giving Lena two tickets to the gun show”, but she has her bis and tris on display around her whenever possible anyway. Kara had no reason to flex when she’s opening a bottle of wine -or a box with a screw cap- but she does it anyway. She doesn’t need to pick up Lena’s car… you get the idea.)

Lena, for her part, is dressed in mercilessly short shorts that bare her thick thighs, and she’s put on a sweatshirt. A gray sweatshirt that has the National City university logo on it, a school she did not attend, and is two sizes too big for her. She’s put her hair up in a sloppy ponytail and has taken out her contacts in favor of a pair of rather chunky-framed glasses. She looks like a dork.

A stunning, cute, adorable, huggable, kissable dork.

Lena brings with her two blue plastic tumblers of wine, and hands one to Kara.

The couch is packed. Alex and Nia flank Kara, and their respective partners fill out the sofa. Really, someone should have saved Lena a seat in her own house. She has one in mind, though. She sits right on Kara’s lap as she hands her the wine.

It could be any number of things that cause it. She’s tired, she spiked a few of her drinks with alien rum, it’s been a long and frustrating day and she’s just not thinking right. She doesn’t have her filters in. Words just spill out.

“Good girl,” Kara says, as Lena settles in place.

The reaction is subtle, but to a Kryptonian, obvious. Lena’s heart does a little pitter-patter and she tenses just slightly, just barely, so subtly that only Kara would notice. Her pupils widen and her breath catches sharply.

Alex, seated such that she’s behind Lena, snaps her gaze to them quickly.

Kara does the only thing she reasonably can do. She presses her legs gently to either side to make sure there’s enough room and lets Lena settle in with her. The couch is one of those huge custom jobs that cost more than Kara’s apartment and every stick of furniture in it, so there’s room for Lena to comfortable position herself and lean back into Kara, sipping a bit of wine.

Everyone is else is dead silent, the only sound coming from Lena’s massive TV and theater quality sound system (so there is in fact a lot of sound)

Lena is there and she’s warm and soft, the crown of her head in perfect range for a little sniff. With not much effort Kara could press her lips to Lena’s hairline and give her a little kiss.

She’d done that once. It was after a save, when Kara was holding Lena in her arms after catching a collapsing crane on her back, shrugging off a hundred tons of twisted metal to save her Lena. It was not long after Lena came back to her and things were still weird and fragile and Lex wanted her dead and Kara was so, so scared, so wracked with pain just from knowing what Lena meant to her. The only way she could stop herself from kissing Lena, proper kissing, was by pressing her lips somewhere safe and friendly and kinda a we’re friends kiss and not a I want to marry you please never leave me again kiss.

Lena drinks the wine so fast she gulps, and she’s either thirsty or trying to calm her nerves. There’s a palpable air in the room right now, a heavy tension that’s made them all suddenly stiff and uncomfortable. They pass the rest of the movie in silence.

“Who’s up for a double feature?” Kara says, not wanting to leave but not wanting to test the terms under which she might stay.

“Not me,” Alex says. “We’ve got to get home and pay Ruby for watching Esme. Besides, if we let you picky we’ll end up watching some damn cartoon.”

Nia wnd Brainy similarly demur, citing reasons of their own.

“Okay. I’ll stay and help clean up.”

“You don’t have to,” Lena says, tentatively.

“I don’t want to be a poor guest.”

The rest of the Superfriends pile out of the penthouse and into the night with mildly alarming speed, and Kara is suddenly alone with Lena. The vast penthouse doesn’t feel empty. Instead it feels close in, almost crowded.

Lena slips off of Kara’s lap and plops beside her, yawning. She sets down her empty wine cup and stretches, delightfully arching her back as she throws her arms back up over her head, fingers laced. Kara doesn’t need x-ray vision to see she’s bare beneath the sweatshirt. Her own heart does a little flutter.

She looks so soft, so cozy and inviting, but her legs are such a distraction that Kara can’t help but look at them, her gaze sweeping from ankle to hip with the intensity of an explorer who’s just crested a mountain and set eyes on a promised new land. That’s when Kara realizes that Lena saw her looking and is meeting her gaze firmly.

“Like what you see?”

Kara swallows hard. She can hear the drum of Lena’s own heart, almost feel the same quickening of her pulse as well as the slight waver in her voice.

Kara licks her lips.

“Should we clean up, or…”

“Should we? Or should it wait until morning?”

If Lena had been dropping hint before, she was laying down the gauntlet now. She looked at Kara with lidded eyes and a flushed, wine-silly grin.

Kara swallowed hard. A part of her, a very loud part, still insisted she misinterpreted all of this and Lena was just being friendly. What if she was just being friendly, what if-

“What would you rather do?” said Kara.

Lena shrugged. “I’m tired of thinking, Kara. People ask me what to do all damned day. I’d rather relax and just let someone else take charge for a while.”

The way she said it, especially take charge, was so heavy and drippy and velvety that Kara could get lost in it.

Fuck it.

Kara twisted and, carefully, very carefully, lifted Lena into her lap. Lena made sure to not sit but straddle, her warm thighs bracketing Kara’s as she settled her weight in Kara’s lap and fell against her chest.

Very, very tenderly, with supreme care, Kara pressed her hand to the back of Lena’s head, slipping her fingers into Lena’s hair, and guided her in. She savored every second. The ghost of breath on her lips, the sight of Lena’s blown pupils before she closed her eyes, the feeling of Lena’s fingers digging into her shoulders as their lips met. Lena kissed her softly at first, then more and more greedily, exploding from a gently pressing of lips into something undeniably needy and hot. When Lena moaned into her mouth, Kara’s nerves lit up like a Christmas tree and she instincts grabbed Lena’s hips and and grinds herself up against her.

“Lena,” Kara whispered, “is that my sweatshirt?”

“Yes. It is.”

“Take it off,” said Kara, and then a moment later, “good girl.”

#supercorp #supergirl fanfiction #supergirl #supercorp fanfic #lena luthor #kara danvers #kara x lena #karlena #supergirl fanfic #ficlet #steamy #Lena likes praise

[rocketonthemoon]

I'm kinda new to the fandom and you seem to rec fics that I don't see around a lot. Any older SC fics I should look up?

Well I dunno how much I can vouch for my taste but SC fics I really like that are more than a few years old:

Where Lamps Go to Die by WastedOn - Kara pretends to be in a relationship with Supergirl and Lena gets jealous (probably my absolute favorite SC fic. One of the first I read and genuinely a lot of fun)

lena dies on a wednesday by @karalovesallthegirls - Lena is trapped in a loop, reliving the day she dies over and over again. She just doesn’t know it. (I think this was one of the first SC fics I ever read? absolutely fantastic)

in the shadow of that green light also by @karalovesallthegirls - Kara wakes from an accident with no memory and a mysterious caretaker who creates more questions than she answers. (I'm not normally one for horror but this is SO good and makes me want to rattle the bars of my enclosure it's so good)

1,370,911 by @pippytmi - Soulmate AND Singer/Songwriter AU (I reread this on the regular you don't understand the grip it has on me)

We Deserve Only Good Things by @thornedrose44 - Kara and Lena are working through how to be friends again and an alien has them meet the younger versions of each other (yeah this one wrecks me in the best ways honestly)

quiet when i'm coming home (i'm on my way) by @valkyrieskwad - Kara's a retired smoke jumper and has to figure out life afterwards (Kara learns how to fucking heal and I'm in love with this honestly)

and of course I gotta plug @i-am-robie's you're gunna find yourself someway, somehow - Morning Glory AU aka one of my favorite Kara fics ever

And then of course I gotta plug my own work.

These are only a small handful of course. This fandom is so talented there's so many good one's to choose! So like just go through my bookmarks and have a good time. Don't forget to leave comments!!!

#Anonymous #Ask a Rocket #I didn't want to just spam the shit out of y'alls dash so I tried to contain myself #and also tried to do one's that are like. 2020 and earlier #but like I said this fandom's so talented #and imo really good at keeping 'older' fic circulated for newer fans #so I hope you enjoy them and like i said! comment on them too!!! #unless you don't like them in which case say fucking nothing #SuperCorp #fanfiction

[sssammich]

💚 true love's kiss / magic kiss / healed

i got you anon! sorry this took a while.

💚 true love's kiss / magic kiss / healed for supercorp*

ask meme

THIS ABSOLUTELY RAN AWAY FROM ME IM SO SORRY

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"your true love is an alien."

well. there's certainly a lot to unpack from that, isn't there?

let's try.

first. this short and frumpy old lady with both hands on her hips is standing in front of her desk, somehow able to bypass security and her assistant, jess, who is mysteriously absent from her desk.

second. aliens aren't real. right? (right?)

third. the concept of true love is laughable. this is the 21st century and subscribing to these silly fairytale notions of true love is a lot of bullshit. let alone the idea that there is someone even out there for lena in that capacity. nevermind that apparently the only possible candidate for such a title is someone who isn't even human.

fourth. what does this even all mean? and why is she allowing her conference call to madrid get completely derailed by this woman who looks like she's more suited for the kitchen of a small hole in the wall italian restaurant and not the middle of a fortune 500 corporate office.

(all this to say that when lena eventually looks back at her life, she'll think that this is probably not even top five of the weirdest things to happen to her. it might just barely squeak into the top ten, though.)

still, she's faced with a strange predicament at this time. like how to get this lady out of her office.

yet instead of shooing this lady out, her mouth opens to say, "what's next, are you gonna tell me that magic is also real?"

the old lady in front of her just shrugs. "true love is magic, dearie. keep up, mm?"

when she opens her mouth again, she's just about to dismiss this lady, but it doesn't even matter because as soon as she blinks, she's alone.

-

something saves her.

no wait, it's someone. someone saves her.

her helicopter is crashing, the pilot is dead and dying beside her, and they're plummeting.

until, of course, they're not.

because someone is carrying her burning helicopter down on a hellipad and yanking the door out to check on them. lena's heart is in her throat and her lungs are somewhere in her stomach and she doesn't know if she's still even alive. but this someone is definitely hovering before she's holding lena securely.

"hi," the woman says, tentative, blue eyes and blonde hair and armsarmsarms and a red cape and--

something inside of lena's heart changes-transforms-evolves.

and then she passes the fuck out.

-

when she wakes, it's to dim lighting in a hospital room, the beeping of her heartrate monitor. distantly, she hears very little outside which means she's in a much more private wing of the hospital.

she sits up a little when a nurse comes in holding a tray.

except it's not a nurse at all. but the same lady from before.

"you."

"hello, dearie."

so many questions jump at the forefront of her mind. understandable and reasonable questions like hey lady what the fuck are you doing here? how did you get in? what do you want from me? are you here to kill me? stuff like that.

except the flashes of earlier appear in her mind and she recalls blonde blue red. she gasps.

the old lady smiles. "very good, dearie. they did say you were smarter than the others."

"what do you want from me?"

"nothing."

"then what are you doing here?" she asks, her voice gaining strength, her hands balling into fists by her side.

"just consider me an invested party."

before she can voice anything, the old lady places her cup of jello and plastic spoon by her thigh.

"take care, dearie. tell her i said hello, mm?"

lena's brows furrow, questions crowding her mind as she attempts to make sense of everything but failing to do so. the last she hears is a snap of fingers and she falls into a dreamless sleep.

-

when lena next wakes, she's back in her office. a week after the failed assassination attempt on her life.

the buzz of her intercom signals jess's voice. "miss luthor, your 2pm appointment is here. would you like me to let her in."

"go ahead."

she stands by her desk and brushes at her skirt just as the door opens to reveal a beautiful and bespectacled woman with her hair pulled in a ponytail.

blonde blue red.

lena's mouth dries and her insides do a somersault. she remembers the helicopter, the hospital, the old lady. the words your true love is an alien pinballing in her head (in her heart in her heart in her heart).

"hi, miss luthor. thanks for meeting with me."

lena looks at the offered hand. strong hands that have held her before. on a burning helicopter.

"of course..." she says, waiting for the woman to fill in the blanks.

"kara. kara danvers."

"well, kara, call me lena."

it takes five eternal seconds for them to let go of each other's clasped hands.

-

lena finds out about kara bit by bit. through interviews, through professional coffee meetings, through informal coffee meetings, through casual walks around downtown and the city parks, through casual lunches and dinners and desserts.

congregating around food so she holds a fork or a burger or an ice cream cone in her hand while she fights the urge to hold kara's hand.

lena learns about who kara is. a reporter by day (who moonlights as a superhero, lena muses, but kara doesn't share that information). an avid pop music lover and movie buff. a regular buff with hard cuts of muscles. arms arms arms arms--

kara is lame. a dork. goofy. foolish. beautiful. quiet. pensive. perceptive. deep. kind. loving. oh, so loving. so very loving.

kara is a hugger. a holder. an engulfer. an overwhelmer. she is the ocean and lena is the lone driftwood that crashes against waves. lena wants to be washed ashore only for the ocean to capture her once more because the ocean can't be denied.

she doesn't want to deny kara.

"lena?"

she blinks back to her present, washing away the cloud of her thoughts. right. they're at dinner. her fork held midair just before her mouth. they are in kara's apartment.

"yes, darling?"

kara smiles at her, though there is concern in her eyes. "where'd you go just now?"

she wants to say she went to the ocean but it's true either way when she offers her best smile to kara who mirrors it easily, breezily.

"i was just thinking that your cooking has gotten better."

kara ducks her head, her smile turning shy. "thanks, lena."

lena doesn't want to deny kara.

-

briefly, distantly, lena thinks that perhaps there's an inevitability to this moment.

this moment being:

kara is standing in front of her with her button down shirt opened to the fifth button where lena sees the S emblem over kara's chest.

"i wanted to tell you. f-for so long, i just--" she stops herself and takes a deep breath. "i'm sorry, lena."

lena is quiet. her vision unable to focus on any one thing. she looks at the blonde of her hair out of its regular ponytail. at the blue of kara's eyes. at the red of the symbol atop her chest.

blonde blue red.

"you're an alien." she announces it for the first time, despite the truth have sat carefully under her tongue for months.

kara swallows, then nods. "lena-"

what did that old lady say? she can't remember right now because her brain is buzzing, her heart is thumping, and the overwhelming urge to melt into kara is all she can think about.

she propels forward, pushing up on the tips of her toes, and kisses kara.

kara's arms are around her, hands holding her, body engulfing her.

soft lips slide against hers, press upon her, permanently transforming the chemistry of her body with the way that kara is now part of her.

when they break apart, she only grins at the dazed expression on kara's face.

"you...you like me too?"

she is beaming because of course she likes kara too, likes her more than like. so she answers by kissing kara again.

-

for their first date, kara takes her to a small italian hole-in-the-wall restaurant.

"this is my favorite italian spot in the city. in the state, actually. maybe even the country!" kara exclaims, excitedly talking and gesticulating but making sure that their hands stay interlaced with one another.

when they get there, they're seated right away, a young woman seating them in the back booth.

"hi, kara. table for 2?"

kara nods and lena watches. "you come here often?" she asks.

"yeah. i hit this place up at least a couple times a month. good thing my metabolism allows me to eat as much pasta as i want. the chef in the back makes it fresh every day."

amidst drinking wine and twirling their forks in their pasta, kara is leaning closer to her, the two of them sitting adjacent to each other, their elbows grazing each other on the corner.

when they finish, kara pays, insists on it, and asks if they can stop by the kitchen to pay compliments to the chef. with hands still intertwined, kara pushes the swinging door forward, and calls for chef nina.

lena watches as kara releases her hold of lena and approaches the short and frumpy old lady who only wipes her hands on a stained white apron before opening her arms up to receive kara's hug.

over kara's shoulder, the old lady winks at lena.

and lena?

well, she just laughs and laughs, kisses kara on the lips, and hugs the old lady.

#anonymous #replies #supercorp #fic ask meme #samficlet #this is so long it doesn't make sense im sorry but it's the only idea i have in my mind for it and it won't leave me alone

[mycatismyeditor]

Day 328

Lena is down to one babysitter

Art by the incredible @rustingcat

Latest chapter available here:

#supercorp #supergirl #lena luthor #kara danvers #lena's space log #lena in space #ripley the space cat #alex danvers #my writing #writing updates

[breakme-like-apromise]

I'm in the Bridgerton mood, can you tell?

From the "Can I have them in every universe?" series.

#supercorp #kara danvers #lena luthor #supergirl #fanart #supergirl fanart #melissa benoist #katie mcgrath #mine*

[waytooinvested]

Lena: Uhhh... Kara, when did you get a giant back tattoo of a tiger? And WHY did you get a giant back tattoo of a tiger? Kara, looking sheepish: So you know that icebreaker they make you do for corporate bonding? Two truths and a lie? Lena: Yes... Kara: Well, I kind of forgot that me being Supergirl is meant to be a secret, and so my three things were that I plan my travel routes so that I'm never more than 1 mile away from the nearest pizza place, that sometimes when it's hot I like to use my freeze breath to make myself a roof top ice rink, and that I have a giant tiger tattoo. I was just trying to make my facts fun! But then everyone assumed the ice rink thing must be the lie and wanted to see my tattoo. It sort of spiraled from there, and, well... I named him Hugo. Lena: Kara: Lena: Kara: Lena: YOU'RE SUPERGIRL??? Kara: ...Oops.

#supercorp #kara danvers #lena luthor #incorrect supercorp quotes #incorrect supergirl quotes #crack #supercrack #it was going to be a poodle tattoo named Harold #which would have been more ridiculous #but THEN I thought #Lena cuddling up to Hugo on Kara's bare back to keep warm #and the rest is history

[leighlew3]

Met with some producers today who have a thing trending on Max right now. One brought up the topic of fanfiction and AO3. So I quickly whipped out my AO3 hat like YES and I mentioned I wrote fanfic as a teen but also when I hit a writer’s block/rut a few years ago. She asked which fandom/media I’d written about at that time —

Me: “Well, on Supergirl there was a ship between her and Lena Luthor called Supercorp-”

Her: “Oh that had SO much potential.”

*stares into camera*

*gestures wildly*

#supercorp #supergirl #we are not alone #everybody knows #hollywood

[obliviouskara]

so lcorp ceo lena luthor who just happens to be a vampire is currently dating kyrptonian alien journalist kara danvers who has really nice broad shoulders and very irresistible very enticing neck all muscles and that lena can’t seem to keep her eyes off her nice neck and it doesn’t help that the indestructible national city superhero is not only a willing host but is very eager & excited about the idea of getting neck bites from her vampire girlfriend so much so that one night after a heated make out session lena forgets all preamble - it probably has something to do with the noises kara was making and just goes for the kill and takes a bite of her girlfriend’s neck red sun lamps be damned however she’s quickly reminded as to why supergirl was labeled girl of steel which is why the next day lena luthor was spotted taking a sip of a suspicious red liquid with a straw out of her cute and obviously kara coded tumbler with a sticky note attached “Sorry! Love you! -K” written on it i mean sure, she’d have to wait a week or two for her now very shattered fangs to grow back but it was totally worth it if not for the very loud noises kara makes once she was able to finally press her new sharp pointy teeth under kyrptonian skin tasting what she can only describe as heavenly blood

#supercorp #the things that my brain comes up with bc of supercorp #vampire lena you still have my entire heart #more things i have no energy of writing #so i just release it out to the wild hoping someone else will write it for me #lena luthor #kara danvers #jessrambles

[ok-standard-add]

#ticci toby #Night #Jade Ramey #supercorp #satoru gojo #law of assumption #MTV #marc jacobs #sports cars #cocaine lorraine #watcher #korean drama #stranger things season 4 #cinematography #菊地姫奈

[large-those]

#Syren De Mer #democracy #breeding toy #sonic the hedgehog #death note #champions league #melayuboleh #kimetsu no yaiba #courage the cowardly dog #northern lights #Jade Ramey #supercorp #elisha cuthbert #MTV

[avocadosockz]

going from supercorp to imodna is such whiplash cuz wdym i get canon sapphics and i get them for multiple hours every week and them being cute and not queerbaiting but pure and in love

#god bless them #also get to stare at laura bailey and marisha ray for multiple hours per week #critical role #imodna #supercorp

[cadra]

my life would be so much easier if i weren’t so obsessed with light hair/dark hair lesbian ships

#txt #rhaenicent #supercorp #catradora #clexa #shoni #caitvi #griddlehark #literally what the fuck is wrong with me someone come help me out

[rjmac211]

Lillian gives Lena a kryptonite knife

Lillian: kill her Lena

Lena walks slowly up to Kara and watches the green creep up her neck

Lena: you betrayed me

Kara: I know

Lena: you treated me like a fool

Kara: I know Lena and if killing me brings you peace I except my fate

Lena presses the knife against Kara’s chest and Kara cups her face

Kara: I love you

Lena starts to cry

Lena: NO

Lena throws the knife away and wraps her arms around Kara

Lena: I’m sorry I can’t I love you Kara

Kara: It okay I love you too Lena I always have

Lena and Kara kisses while Alex arrests Lillian

#supercorp #supercorp incorrect quotes #lena luthor #kara danvers #supergirl incorrect quotes #alex danvers #lillian luthor #kryptonite

[alienslikedmyfantasy]

I’ve been thinkin’ a lot about this lately and with it being pride month it’s been on my mind more.

I love the Supercorp ship. It’s just, I don’t wanna go off on a rant on this post with everything. In short they balance so well and you can see the chemistry and the love between them.

With hearing about the series ending the way it did, I was bummed. I’ve been watching the show, I’ve not finished it yet, but it makes me very sad.

One night I just sat there and cried about it and I was unsure why, but I think I’ve found a way to put it into words.

There is so much representation with the side characters, and with Kara and Lena not being explicitly canon in the end, I felt that the show runners were saying: ‘it’s okay to be gay as long as you’re not the main character’

And honestly, that hurts me a lot.

But yeah, that’s my late night rant. Happy Pride!!

~Aliens

#alienslikedmyfantasy #late night thoughts #cw supergirl #supergirl #cw #supergirl cw #supercorp #pride #kara x lena #lena luthor #kara danvers #kara zor el #lena x kara

[supergirlmayhem]

The Mountains are Calling

Lena is exhausted, her brother is a crazy and turned the sun red. She worked to put Lex behind bars and fix the atmosphere again. The sky is finally blue again and Sam sends her to Yosemite National Park to rest and recover. Will chaos leave her alone and let her get some rest? Will she follow Jack's advice and find a hot mountain mamma? Or will she just read a lot of books by the pool? Ok, the third option is boring... good thing for us Rico the bear is really hungry and breaks into Lena's car. Wildlife Ranger Kara Danvers to the rescue.

Check out this new work added to the 2024 collection by @wanderingwolf and accompanying artwork by @innamorament0 HERE.

#supergirl #supergirlmayhem2024 #sgmayhem2024 #sgmh2024 #supercorp #supercorp fanfic #supercorp fanart

[nkc71]

New Idea : Kara and Lena are dating secretly and Lucy Lane goes to visit the new base of operations of the superfriends and notices lena and kara being touchy and smiling more and more at each other and disappearing at the same time and she mentioned it to some of the others and they just said they didn't see it that they were just friends so she decided to take it to her own hands and start flirting with kara and touching her a bit to see lena's reaction and then flirt with lena a bit and see kara's reaction until they told her they were dating but what she didn't know was that kara and Lena were going to flirt back because they know she knows that they are dating

As you can see just that one friends episode but supercorp ps: if you write a fic with this idea in specific please send me a link or something for me to see thank you for seeing my Idea for supercorp if you want to make changes you can

oh and lena and Lucy have been friend for a long time longer than her and kara

#supercorp #friends #lucy lane #karlena #supergirl #superfriends #flirting with your friends secret girlfriend just to see if she will tell you she is dating her