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performativezippers · 10 months
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My twitter won’t tweet because Elmo is an idiot so please know:
(A) to the people who offhandedly mentioned that they read (not) a laughing matter and r/relationships often, especially when needing a boost: I LOVE YOU. SO MUCH.
(B) writing in google docs is a curse
(C) fuck fireworks
(D) someone gave me the WORST (best) headcanon idea that puts Kacy in a Sanvers situation and I WILL NOT WRITE IT (I will probably write it) (I will almost certainly write it
That’s it that’s all the tweets for today, lads 😂. Now I get to eat froyo with my super hot wife. Also it’s 102 degrees here so super hot in two ways, one much more delightful than the other.
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flyingpotstickers · 9 months
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I was tagged by the lovely @haeva so I'm tagging everyone who sees htis and writes :)
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sanversandfriends · 1 year
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Today we're delighted to hear from @rdshirt, a longtime Sanvers fan and 2022 Big Bang artist. She'll talk about the importance of finishing things, and why, as she puts it in the intro to her A03 piece, we should all "sign up for the scary stuff."
Thanks, Redshirt!
Tell us a little about yourself. How long have you been creating fan art? What were some of your first subjects and what ships/characters in the SG universe have you illustrated? 
 I never did any fan art until I signed up for the Sanvers Big Bang. That was the first time I had ever made humans that managed to actually resemble the humans they were supposed to be. (Know that meme where the horse starts out great on one end and looks like a toddler drew the other end? Well…all the drawings in the figure art class I took all remained headless for a reason.) It was exciting to learn the new skills and have it finally click for me.
What are your favorite mediums to work with? 
Since I was young I’ve been an oil painter. Though I did have a long hiatus from that, because I promised someone a painting and when I didn’t deliver I felt too guilty to paint anything else. Good news, I’m back painting again. (Y’all I had to finish that painting before the person died and I felt guilty for the rest of my life.)
For the fan art, I’m using Procreate to make digital artwork. I like it for this, because I can play around and change things easily.
What kinds of scenes do you enjoy illustrating? Do you have any favorite tropes or themes? Imagery that you like to work with? 
 I enjoyed the ranch scenery of my Big Bang. I’m comfortable with landscape and it allowed me to ease in to (*cough* procrastinate *cough*) the portrait part that I was nervous about. I’m excited about the imagery in my Finish-the-Fic match. It is very visual and there are a lot of things for me to play with.
 Any advice for aspiring fan artists? 
Do it. Do it because you want to and it makes you happy. Even if you’re scared. Even if you don’t think you’re “good enough”. You’re always going to see all the flaws in your own work. But I guarantee 99% of other folks seeing it are just going to be excited because there is fan art of the thing they also love. (And don’t worry about that other 1%, what they think doesn’t matter.)
Do you have a gallery of online work you’d like to post a link to?
I don’t have a gallery, but the Big Bang I did the art for is The Long Way by jkbtseriously (JessAnn), maybe go give that a read if you haven’t  https://archiveofourown.org/works/43060836/chapters/108205251 
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katethewriter · 2 years
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Maybe the Princess Prefers the Dragon
A Luthor and a Super Walk Into a Bar
Pairing: Supercorp
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Summary: Lena saves Kara from the knight in shining armor.
A/N: AU w/ no powers, Mon-el has NO chill and needs to take a hint, Sanvers if you squint
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Kara nervously fiddles with a napkin as she glances around the bar. She normally would pass on a night out, opting for Chinese take out and netflix in her pajamas instead. That's what she had planned to do tonight, but her sister had other plans.
 Alex and Maggie had insisted she come out for a few drinks after work. It took nearly an hour of haggling, but the pair had finally convinced the blonde. No matter how much they tease her, she always enjoys time spent with her sister and Maggie, even if it usually lands her in this situation at some point in the night. Sitting alone at the table, tearing a napkin into ridiculously small pieces while she tries to think of ANYTHING, but what the two are most likely doing in the bathroom right now. The bar is pretty full right now, so she can people watch as she waits for them to come back.
Kara pulls her phone out to scroll mindlessly through her camera roll. It's mostly just pictures of her and her friends and family, with the several pictures of baby animals and the occasional meme. She glances up to the bathroom door, hoping to see the pair on their way back to the table. She sees no sign of Alex or Maggie; she glances over to the dance floor just in time to see a man approaching her table. He gives a confident smirk, and she quickly looks to the bathroom hoping her sister is on the way.
When the guy gets to her table, he stands right next to the table and leans a little too close for Kara's comfort. Never dropping his grin, he says, "You looked a little lonely over here; I figured you could use the company."
Kara smiles and politely responds, "I'm good, I'm here with some friends." She smiles and nods her head to the other drinks on the table and the appetizers the girls are sharing. "They're in the bathroom," she adds when he arches an eyebrow in disbelief.
"Well then, they won't mind if I sit with you until they come back," the dark haired man sets his drink on the table. Kara opens her mouth to stop him, but he is already sitting down next to her before she can say anything. She looks to the bathroom door as if she is willing Alex and Maggie to return with her mind.
The girl is brought out of her concentration when the man taps her hands with his pointer finger. "I think you killed it," he laughs. After she recovers from being startled, Kara looks down to her hands where she has completely mutilated the already torn napkin. The flimsy square has now been reduced practically to powder under the ministration of the blonde's nervous fingers. She uses her hands to sweep it all into a pile in the center of the table, "I fidget," she says quietly when she's done.
"It's an awful habit," the guy states, "gross actually. You should really quit." He sits back and takes a swig from his drink. "I guess," she says quietly and adjusts her glasses shyly. She knows he probably means well, but this whole conversation has made her feel a little anxious. "I'm Mike, by the way," he stretches his arm across the back of Kara's chair. She can't stop the involuntary move to lean forward away from his arm. As always, Kara wants to be polite, so she covers the move by moving her hands to her drink. Automatically, her hands gravitate to the straw. Stirring her drink, rolling it between her fingers, bending the top of the straw back and forth. She realizes she is fidgeting and balls her fists tightly, before wrapping them around her glass. "Kara," she sighs and keeping her eyes glued to the bathroom door.
"Can I buy you a drink, Kara?" he asks. She wasn't paying attention, so it took her a minute to figure out what he said. "Oh, that's alright," she smiled and waved off the question by lifting her glass of club soda. "You don't have to do that, I haven't even finished this," which wasn't a lie. She still had about a third of the glass left, but that wasn't enough for Mike.
"What? But it's practically just ice left, come on let me buy you a drink," his tone has shifts. This isn't a flirtatious offer, it sounds more like an annoyed demand. It makes Kara feel like she owes him this. He motions for a waiter to bring over another glass of whatever he is drinking. Kara can smell the alcohol on his mouth from his drink. She is about to stop him because she is Alex and Maggie's D.D. tonight, but Mike has pushed the new drink in front of her before she can even open her mouth. She smiles politely, and if he notices that she never takes a sip, he doesn't say anything.
Lena has been watching the blonde from across the bar since her and the two brunettes walked in. How could she not? The girl is stunningly beautiful. The other two are really attractive too, but their body language towards each other screams of being in a relationship. Plus, Lena can't help it, her eyes continuously find the blonde all night. She caught herself watching as the three interacted. She couldn't hear a word they were saying, but she watched as they gossiped and vented and joked and that smile. Just seeing her smile, Lena swears there has never and will never be any star or sun as bright as her smile. She contemplates the entire night about going to introduce herself, maybe buy her a drink, but she can never work up the nerve. Lena can tell they are enjoying their night; the last thing she wants to do is ruin it with unwanted advances, not to mention the possbility of the blonde being straight.
When she sees the two brunettes get up and go to the bathroom, she finds that she is succeeding to convince herself that an innocent introduction couldn't hurt. 'Compliment her outfit, people compliment outfits all the time and it's not creepy... not at all... totally normal,' Lena thinks to herself. 'Except normal people don't forget how to talk when they see a pretty girl, Luthor.' Lena is so done for. Her flirtation skills are normally very confident and charming, but with the blonde Lena can't form a complete thought, let alone sentences. To make it even worse, she hasn't even approached the girl, just stared from across the bar like a creep. Lena drops her head into her hands for a minute, trying to pull herself together, 'This is pathetic! You're better than this Lena!' Except she wasn't, Lena knows she is way out of her league here, and she still hasn't even met the girl.
Taking one last deep breath, she picks her head up ready to go talk to her. When she looks at the table, she now sees a man talking to her blonde- THE blonde. 'She is NOT YOUR blonde, Luthor,' she mentally corrects herself. Lena feels her heart sink a bit. There's no way a girl as beautiful as her would go for Lena anyway. She still watches from across the room. Her disappointment turns to confusion as she watches the man and the blonde interact. Something isn't right. Lena watches the man's blatantly confident and flirtatious advances, but the girl doesn't look flattered or even amused. Lena's confusion shifts to concern as she watches the bright, smiling girl she's watched all night disintegrate into something very close to intimidated. Her concern burns into anger as she watches the blonde shrink into herself uncomfortably as the man is more and more forward.
Lena watches as the blonde keeps looking back to the bathroom. 'She needs help,' she tells herself. Lena quickly contemplates her options: 1. Go to the bathroom and tell the girl's friends that she needs help. Or 2. Go over to the table and help her herself. A quick glance around the bar tells Lena that no one else is aware of the interaction occurring at the table against the wall. Her instincts tell her not to lose sight of the blonde. Before she is aware of what she is doing, Lena is crossing the bar headed straight for the table she has been watching all night.
Kara looks to the bathroom door, again to no avail. She wonders what is taking the two so long. She glances over to the dance floor, checking to see if they maybe came out of the bathroom and straight to the dance floor when she wasn't looking. Mike, who still has his arm practically around Kara, follows her line of sight. He sets his drink down and stands up, "Let's dance." He holds out his right hand, which Kara guesses she is supposed to take.
She smiles and gently shakes her head, "I'm not really a good dancer." She is smiling but she is making no move to stand from her chair. Mike steps closer and grabs her left hand, "I'm sure that's not true! Come on, it'll be fun." She gently tries to retract her hand from his, but freezes as she feels his grip tighten a bit.
The moment he grabbed her hand, Lena's footsteps quickened. Trying to get to them faster.
Kara stays seated and looks for the hundredth time to the bathroom door. "I don't really like to dance, plus my sister will be back in a minute and-" she doesn't even finish her sentence before he interrupts her. "One dance won't hurt," he mocks. Mike tugs some more on her arm, successfully bringing her to her feet.
All Kara wants is for this guy to leave her alone, so she can enjoy her night. Kara wants to protest some more, but her mouth can't find the words. Surprisingly she doesn't need to. Kara is shocked to feel a gentle kiss pressed to her right cheek. She turns her head and finds perhaps the most beautiful woman she's ever seen smiling apologetically, gently wiping lipstick from Kara's cheek. The brunette quickly wraps her arms around Kara, "I'm so sorry I'm late, babe! My meeting lasted longer than expected and the traffic was awful."
The blonde isn't quite sure how to react, until she hears the girl whisper, "Hug me back," quietly into her ear. Kara instantly brings her right arm up to rest on the girls back. She doesn't know how to explain it, but embracing the stranger didn't feel foreign like she was expecting. Kara didn't feel uneasy or awkward; she just felt safe, and relieved, and warm. The unknown hero whispers into Kara's ear again, this time asking the question, "What's your name?" The blonde instinctively burrows into the raven hair to mask her face when she whispers, "Kara." The brunette replies with a quick, "Ok," before gently squeezing the blonde and turning to the man who is unaware of the quiet exchange.
Lena leaves her left arm around Kara, as she opens up to face him. She smiles tightly and offers her free hand as she greets him, "Hi, I'm Lena. I can see you've already met my girlfriend, Kara." At the word girlfriend, Kara feels her cheeks turn pink and her breath hitch. Mike doesn't notice the quick intake of breath, but Lena can feel it. She gently rubs her hand across Kara's back to reassure her. Lena worries for half of a second that she might have gone to far, but feels Kara's hand tighten her grip on Lena's back. The brunette resolves that she is not letting Kara go anywhere with this man.
The man narrows his eyes. "Mike," he says. He doesn't drop Kara's hand to shake Lena's, and both women realize that he isn't planning to. The brunette somehow manages to smile and stare coldly at Mike's right hand that still holds Kara's left. The two stare each other down, neither refusing to back down.
Lena becomes aware of two movements that happen at the same time: 1. Mike's grip on Kara's hand tightens and 2. Kara leans into Lena's side and away from Mike. Her anger hardens into protectiveness as she thinks to herself, 'Not only has he made this sweet girl uncomfortable and ruined her night, but he is about to pull her away from who he believes to be her girlfriend.' It takes Lena less than a second to figure out what to do.
Lena drops her arm from around Kara, and only Lena hears the gasp of fear and despair when the blonde thinks she is being abandoned. The Luthor lets that fuel her as she steps half in front of Kara. Squaring her shoulders, she turns her hand, the one that was reached out for Mike's, palm up. When he doesn't drop the blonde's hand, Lena slides her hand right next to his grip on Kara. She looks him straight in the eye and demands, "Mike, I have had an agonizingly long day. I have been waiting for hours to see my extremely patient and stunningly beautiful girlfriend." Kara chooses to ignore the butterflies in her stomach that the description used, but can't disregard the smile that tugs at her lips. "I'm already late, and that's my fault. But I refuse to let your ego keep her waiting any longer," Lena cocks her head to the side when he still doesn't let go. She clears her throat, this time speaking a little louder than before, "If you don't give me her hand right now, I will call the cops and have you arrested for harassment."
Mike's confident smirk finally falls as he looks around the bar to see if the brunette had managed to catch anyone else's attention. Satisfied that no one else heard, he turns back to the girls. Kara is looking between Mike, her hand, and the brunette, while Lena glares unwaveringly at Mike. His anger is plastered all over his face as he finally relents. He deposits Kara's hand into Lena's; she brings her other hand to wrap them both around the blonde's. Mike grabs his drink from the table and agitatedly walks away muttering to himself. Lena swears she hears him say the d slur, but decides not to provoke him again.
The two watch him until he sits at the bar; Kara squeezes the brunette's hand. The blonde smiles, ready to thank her hero, but when Lena turns around, the confident, protective, and beautiful woman is replaced by a scared, rather small, and still beautiful woman.
Before Kara can even begin to thank her, Lena speaks really quickly, "I'm so so sorry. I only wanted to help. I'll leave right now if you want." The brunette tries to retract her hand, but now Kara has taken them both into her hands. Lena continues her voice getting really small, "I'm sorry. I didn't want to ruin your night."
Confused, Kara smiles and squeezes Lena's hands, "What? No! You didn't ruin my night; you saved it actually." Lena tries to back away again, "Honestly, Kara I can go-" Kara interrupts her before she can finish, "Lena, it's alright! You didn't ruin my night." The blonde is still holding the other girl's hand when she sits, motioning for the brunette to join, "Plus, if you don't sit down, he'll probably come back." Both women look over to the bar where an obviously agitated Mike is glaring at them, then immediately looks away when he knows he's been caught.
"You're probably right," Lena says. She turns to the table, now faced with the terrifying choice of where to sit. There is the seat next to Kara, which Mike had inconsiderately claimed as his, and two empty chairs across from her where the still missing brunettes had been sitting. Lena remembers how uncomfortable Kara was when Mike sat next to her, so she decides to sit at the seat across from her. Lena lets go of Kara's hand to sit down. They both miss the connection instantly, but neither say anything. Lena is happy with her seat decision when she realizes she can see Mike over Kara's shoulder.
"Is he still looking?" Kara asks trying to not blatantly turn around and check herself. "Yeah," Lena confirms. Green eyes meet blue, and the agitation that is tightening the brunette's chest dissolves as she is captivated by the blonde's warm smile. This is the girl Lena has been hypnotized by all night. The one with the smile that's brighter than the sun can ever hope to be. The one who was turned into the nervous and uncomfortable girl by Mike's unwanted advances.
Lena shyly looks down at her hands as she starts wringing her fingers together. "Kara, I'm sorry if anything I did was too forward. You looked upset, and I know a stranger coming up and hugging you is not comforting at all. Quite the opposite actually, but-" she takes a deep breath looking everywhere but the girl in front of her. "...but honestly I just wanted to help," the brunette looks up nervously. Her heart is beating so loudly; she was certain the blonde hears it too.
"Lena, stop. You were comforting," Kara blushes. Her hands immediately gravitate to a napkin on the table. "I was hoping he would take a hint and leave, but he was very persistent," the nervous girl takes a deep breath. "So, thank you for... scaring him off, I guess," the blonde mentally cringed at her lack of tact when it comes to flirting. Lena is smiling at her though, so that has to be a good sign. She adjusts her glasses, "I don't know... just, thank you." Kara looks up to her new friend, "I guess this makes you like my knight in shining armor right?" She smiles, and the Luthor forgets how to breathe.
Lena laughs at the title, "More like crazy dragon lady." Brushing off the comment, the brunette tries to regain her composure. "Well if he's Prince Charming, I'd pick the dragon." They're eyes meet, and the rest of the bar falls away. They sit there for a moment, neither wanting to break the connection.
Unknowingly, their hands have been gradually inching closer together during the course of the conversation. Their knuckles finally meet in the middle, and they both jump at the touch. Lena smiles, but Kara's eyebrows furrow when she sees the mess her nervous hands have recreated with the new napkin. The blonde quickly begins pushing the destroyed napkin pieces into the pile with the rest, "I'm sorry; I fidget. I know its gross. I can't really help it." Lena places a hand on Kara's nervous ones, calming them instantly.
The blonde looks up to the smiling brunette with apologetic eyes. "It's not gross," Lena reassures. "Not at all, I actually find it endearing really," she smiles. Her comment brings the smile back to Kara's face, and Lena decides she would do anything to keep that smile on her face. She tells her about her friend Jess who does the same thing at every restaurant. Except instead of tearing the napkins like Kara, she folds them into different origami animals. The blonde listens intently. She watches as the brunette brightens, happily reliving stories of her friend and napkin animals and amused and unamused waiters.
Past Lena's head, Kara sees the bathroom door open. Her sister and Maggie walk back into the bar. Alex sees that Kara isn't alone at the table, and the younger Danvers can tell that her big sister instincts kicked in immediately. The couple are quickly approaching the table. Kara doesn't want Alex to scare away her beautiful new friend. The blonde tries to signal Alex and Maggie to stay away without Lena noticing. She smiles and slightly points away from the table with her head. Alex doesn't understand and begins walking faster, but Maggie caught on immediately. Before the older sister makes it to the table, her girlfriend grabs her arm and drags her away from their table.
The two watch from the opposite side of the bar for a while, making bets on Kara and the new stranger. Eventually Maggie and Alex rejoin the pair at the table, being introduced by Kara. Alex nearly tore down the entire building when they told her about their encounter with Mike. Maggie is able to stop her from making a scene, barely avoiding having to handcuff Alex to her chair. The four sit and talk and joke for the rest of the night.
When it's time to call it a night, Kara and Lena hug again. The brunette nearly has a heart attack when the blonde asks for her number. She takes Kara's phone and enters her number into a new contact before handing it back. Kara laughs when she sees that next to her name Lena has added a dragon emoji.
Yep. Kara will definitely pick the dragon over the prince every time.
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nerdsbianhokie · 1 year
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Do you have some fluffy Director Sanvers headcanons?
oh, so many
no matter what, they have pets, which has been a hc for them since the very start with Mandy the Springer Spaniel
They have regular date nights scheduled. They aren't always go out date nights, but sometimes stay in and watch movies and lounge on the couch date nights. They watch a lot of horror, mostly cause they all like it, but at least partially to keep Kara from crashing.
constantly wearing each other's clothes. Even Alex can do it cause the others have some clothes that're technically too big for them. For Maggie it's mostly cause she likes the way some things fit bigger (flannels and such). With Lucy it's mostly comfy clothes and, eventually, clothes she starts to buy specifically for Alex to steal. (Alex pretends she doesn't know Lucy does that) (Lucy pretends she doesn't know that Alex knows)
and they're all just so soft for each other. Like, don't get me wrong, they'll snark and be sarcastic and Lucy and Alex are, very much, assholes, but when nobody is around, and it's just the three of them, they'll get soft and mushy sometimes
I've long held that Maggie and Lucy get married for legal protection, cause Alex's family won't pull any bullshit if something happens to her, but when it happens, they have a ceremony with all three of them, and nobody knows that Maggie and Lucy are legally married if they don't absolutely need to know. The ceremony is small, at Midvale, with J'onn officiating and Kara giving a Kryptonian prayer, so on a galactic level, they are all connected to each other.
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You know, I’m over them, in the ways that matter, in the way that I no longer cry for them, but that pain is forever, it’s never gonna leave. It’s not replaced with Danvolsen, they’re perfect and I love them and I’m so happy for them, for Alex, but the pain is still there. I still see Alex sobbing, I still hear her “I want kids”. She’s gotten what she dreamed of and so much more, but the pain, for me, is still there. The largest part of me, wouldn’t change a thing, because Kelly and Alex, and Esme are perfect, it is all as it should be. I mean I’ve moved on, I don’t miss Maggie, but, I do miss the time, I miss the season, it was special, all of it. I miss waking up during that time, I miss smelling how cold the air was during that time. It’s not just because of them. That time in my life was specific, obviously, Supercorp changed things for me in the biggest way possible. Like I said I miss the time, but I don’t want her back. It just, still hurts, from time to time, when I allow myself to think of them…. Anyways, I’m popping up to say that this has always been and will always be the ultimate Sanvers song, right there with All Through The Night by Cyndi Lauper. Ride or die 🖤.
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booasaur · 2 years
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“It’s just not gonna happen…;I can’t betray my SOUL” lol I felt that! There’s a lot more ‘official’ representation these days but in the past, so many f/f ships were entirely based on subtext or the show was actively queerbaiting, so most of my ships weren’t canon. And there’s always the thing of shipping two women who click just for whatever reason that I’ve kept up even now, when one character ends up being gay or bi and gets a partner. That’s me now with New Amsterdam, I always loved the idea of Bloom and Sharpe together and even seeing all the setup for Sharowin from day 1, I was in denial ha. I love Lauren and Leyla but BloomSharpe will always own a piece of my heart, ‘real’ or not :,)
(Note: I actually did start answering this in April and then left it till now so this’ll be somewhat disjointed as I finish off my older thoughts.)
The subtext vs canon discussion is always super interesting, right! Sometimes it’s a question of which dueling ship from the various current fandoms is the one that wins the most attention from a smallish community but it’s really interesting when there’s friction between subtext and canon ships in the same show, though that happens less and less so now. I feel like the mid '10s will remain the peak of that, as media began to include canon f/f more regularly and a large part of fandom followed, while others stayed with subtext. Glee was a great example, since both ships were so huge, but you see that behavior in SC vs Alex's canon ships too, or, less so because Red Kansas or whatever could hardly compare, but SQ as well. I do remember when New Amsterdam started and idly noted the two female characters who actually interacted and had a friendship and wouldn’t have minded shipping them but Helen/Max seemed set up from the start and I wasn’t in the mood to battle that. [Me adding months later: It’s ironic now, whichever one was more popular, both Sharpe and Leyla are gone. :x]
But it was super interesting to see who was drawn to Faberry and who to Brittana, then the two combined for Clexa, and then split again into Sanvers and SC, for example. It seems to me that it really depends on people's individual engagement with ships, what is it they get invested in specifically. The subtext group essentially goes for the “ideal” pairing, usually main characters with rich backgrounds and histories and well-defined, multilayered relationships, deciding that romance makes the dynamic even better, or clearer. Even now you have KCFH and HotD offering scope for that. The canon group will usually, just as a matter of statistics, not get the main characters, but to them the romance is already the source of the richness, and they can add the rest of the character and relationship work. 
Neither way is better or worse and there’s no hard rule, there’s lots of overlap, most people will switch back and forth, or like both. I myself am a character-first person and so you’d expect me to be more subtext but I’ve pivoted more into canon lately for sure. I was just telling my friend the other day about how on Peacock’s Vampire Academy, the two leads are SO ready-made to subtext ship, but so much time and energy was spent on their respective m/f relationships, as with Helen/Bloom above, I just didn’t have the time or energy for that fight. Or interest, to be fair, I suppose, if I was really into it, I’d make it work. 
Whichhhh, I do have the time and energy and interest to make J/7 work. No other pairing for either of them can compare for me. You had four full 26-ep seasons developing this extremely pivotal mutually transformative relationship that changed both of them and the constantly influenced Voyager plots, I cannot move on from that.
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aliesanvers · 5 years
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Remember when we used to look forward to every Monday to actually watch Supergirl? Not just because of Sanvers but also because it was a damn great show. Those were good times...
And also because of Sanvers. Duh.
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cracked-tofu · 6 years
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Sanvers incorrect quote
Maggie: Should we, uh, call for backup?
Alex: Backup? You're my backup.
Maggie: Last time you said that, I got shot in the shoulder.
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countstars789-blog · 6 years
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This is sooooo cuteeeeee. There’s also the Gay Maggie and the In love with Alex Maggie that’s not on here but its still cuteeeee!!!!!! Creds to the artist who drew this
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Missives From the Planetary Capital of New Daxam, Home of the Great Queen Rhea, Gracious and Benevolent Imperial Majesty of the Empire of Daxam, Long May She Reign
A Sanvers Big Bang fic by @roadien60 and me!
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“Well, I’m glad to finally be doing something useful,” Maggie says with her mouth full, chasing an over-large bite of dumpling with a gulp of the delicious, bitter tea. “So, is this the mission?” she asks, gesturing to herself, the way her ratty, travel-worn clothing hangs off her bony, half-starved body. “Show up on her doorstep looking like an urchin, begging for her help?”
Lucy nods. “For now, yeah. She used to love you, after all. We just have to hope that there’s enough of the old Alex Danvers in there for that to still matter.”
Read all 78,000 words here, and sorry in advance for, uh...the entire plot.
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martas-universe · 6 years
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Fellow Sanvers fans, I waved this rainbow flag at Milano Pride in Italy! Help me get this post to the @cwsupergirl cast (Floriana and Chyler in particular) to show the impact their characters have had all over the world and to let them know that we want Maggie and Sanvers back! Like my post on IG, Tumblr, Twitter, wherever you can find it! 
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...I know I’d come back to you...
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tinygayfangirl · 6 years
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Fuck Jessica Queller
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theforestofthenight · 6 years
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#SanversMatters just that.
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magda92lena · 6 years
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New #Sanvers design on my Redbubble shop, check it out: https://www.redbubble.com/people/magda92lena/works/32727688-sanvers-matters?asc=u
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