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sssammich · 2 months

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collateral pt2

author's note: this is a continuation of the 'captive prompt' fic snippet. this story has now taken a life of its own but i'm not sure what the direction is until we get there. consider it a slow burn, angst with a happy ending, with an introduction of a rarepair. endgame supercorp...eventually.

thanks for reading. send me prompts

part 1

Kara heard the starting swell of the music from the live band, the notes from the trumpet flowing out onto where she found herself now: a restricted garden area of the estate, muted slightly with the now closed door behind her. She rushed to the metal railing overlooking the gardens and gripped the top of it, fruitlessly shaking it in her grasp if only to release some of the stifled restlessness inside of her.

As the music continued playing, Kara knew this as the moment that Lena danced with Jack for the first time as husband and wife. How they swayed together in the middle of the dance floor, her floor-length dress swishing from side to side. Her hand on his shoulder, his hand on her waist. The two of them looking into each other’s eyes and smiled. They were a perfect snapshot of a happy, perfect couple on their happy, perfect day.

It was a scene that she didn’t have the strength to witness for herself. She was sure the inevitable wedding photos and videos would remind her, but she’d rather not hurt herself any more than she absolutely had to.

She hastily wiped the tears from her face, shutting her eyes closed to stop the tears from descending down her face and dropping onto her bridesmaid’s dress. She took a deep breath through her nose before exhaling out of her mouth. God, how she wished she had another drink before escaping. Or a smoke. Lena smoked when she was nervous or stressed. She’d even taken a drag just before she walked down the aisle. Kara should have pocketed it or something for this very occasion.

She knew she would need to go back in there soon, but the allure of leaving entirely and starting fresh elsewhere just to give her heart a fighting chance felt more and more appealing by the second.

“If you glare at that poor rosebush any longer, it might just catch on fire.”

Startled by the sound, Kara jumped slightly back from where she stood, her hip hitting the railing as her teary vision found Andrea, one of Lena’s longtime friends from their boarding school days if she recalled correctly, standing there with an arm across her chest while the other rested on it as she held a lit cigarette between two long fingers.

“I wasn’t g-glaring.” She shut her mouth, mad at herself for stuttering. “What are you doing here?”

Andrea tilted her head and held out the hand holding her burning cigarette. What else, she gestured.

She watched the red embers from the tip of the cigarette. Then, “Do you have another one?”

That seemed to earn her a curious arched brow, but Kara only shrugged. Seemingly satisfied, or perhaps not simply not caring, Andrea opened her other hand to reveal the pack of cigarettes and her small gold lighter.

“Not what I would have expected from you, Pulitzer.”

“My name’s not Pulitzer,” she said, her tone defensive even as she took a cigarette and carefully rolled it between her fingers. “And you don’t know me.”

“No, can’t say that I do.”

Andrea deftly opened her lighter with a flick, the golden flame lit up between them as Kara, novice that she was, tried to light her cigarette. Kara placed the butt of the cigarette between her lips and puckered before she inhaled and let the smoke fill her lungs as best she could. Inevitably, unsurprisingly, that one pull was enough for her to cough and barely cover her mouth as she turned away to clear her airways of smoke.

“Did know that, though.”

She wanted to glare away the smirk on the woman’s face. Determined, she took another hit and let the warmth take over, if only to focus her mind. She turned her head and exhaled away the smoke from the corner of her mouth before quickly doing it again.

“You know you can’t get drunk smoking cigarettes.”

She huffed, the smoke coming out through her nostrils as she made a face at the other woman.

Andrea only smiled before she put her hand up, thumb over the pack of cigarettes and lighter to hold them in place, as a show of surrender. “Relax. It’s a marathon, not a sprint.”

Then, as if demonstrating, Andrea brought her own cigarette to her mouth, the light colored filter sat against the rouge of her lips and inhaled. She stared expectantly at Kara as the smoke settled momentarily in her lungs before eventually the smoke wisps came through the side of her mouth.

Kara watched her, fascinated, even as she let her own cigarette continue to burn unsmoked between her fingers. They stood there in silence with one another, Kara slowing herself down with each drag, the smoke a putrid smell to her senses but it was something to focus on. She looked at the wall straight ahead of her, every now and again glancing at her unexpected companion. Woven between the wisps of smoke between them was what she could only assume was Andrea’s perfume. Something surprisingly fresh, floral. Not something Kara would have guessed for the other woman. Kara might have considered something warmer, darker.

“So which one?” Andrea asked aloud, breaking the silence between them, just as she finished her cigarette, dropping it by her feet so she could squash it with her shoe.

Kara scrunched her face. “Which one what?”

“Which one are you in love with?”

“I—” Her brows jumped to her hairline in surprise before her jaw dropped as she tried to find her voice.

“Lena, right?”

“I’m not—”

Andrea shook her head even as she waved her hand dismissively. “I’m not judging. It doesn’t matter, either way. But it’s her, isn’t it?”

Kara’s face scrunched as she thought about her options. She could lie. She’d been doing it for years, after all. But she was tired. And, at this point, it might do her some good to be honest even if it was just with one other person.

She looked away before nodding her head, ashamed of herself. Yet the confession lifted something up inside of her; she felt lighter, even just for a moment.

Andrea hummed as she wrapped her arms around herself. “There are worse people to pick, if it’s any consolation.”

Kara scoffed. “It’s not. But thanks.”

Andrea then gripped the remainder of Kara’s cigarette and plucked it out of her hand.

“Hey!”

“I won’t be responsible for your nicotine addiction. Let’s go back inside. If you really want to nurse a broken heart, that’s what the open bar is for.”

Kara watched as Andrea snuffed out her cigarette with the same shoe she used earlier and clutched at Kara’s now free hand, dragging her back through the doors. She could protest—should, really—but instead, powerless and resigned, she let herself be pulled back into the fray unaware of how she gripped the other woman’s hand tightly in hers like a lifeline.

When Kara reentered the grand hall, she winced at the cacophony of sounds and smells and sights. She winced slightly, adjusting her glasses with her free hand when she realized that her other hand was still firmly held in Andrea’s. She should let go, and eventually, she did. But if she let her joined hands linger for just a beat longer, Andrea said nothing about it.

She stepped forward and turned her body slightly towards the other woman. “Thanks. For earlier. And if you could—”

“I won’t tell. Don’t worry.”

She nodded, but then paused. “Why not?”

“What do you mean? Did you want me to?”

“No! I mean—I just don’t understand why you’re being so nice to me right now.”

“Would you rather I kick a girl while she’s down?”

She pouted. “Is this just pity?”

“Ah, querida, you’ll know if it’s pity.”

“Then what is this? What are you doing?”

Andrea eyed her intently, then made a point to scan the room until she found what she was looking for. Curiously, Kara followed her gaze and it landed on the wedded couple talking to some random group of grandparents several tables away.

“Helping. I’m helping.”

She was just about to ask why when they heard the clink of the utensils against glass, urging for the newlywed to kiss.

Kara watched helplessly as Jack dipped Lena and kissed her, the grand hall filled with cheers and applause. When she turned to Andrea, the other woman had already been staring at her, as if to answer her unspoken question: that’s why.

“Come on. You need liquor.”

#samfic: collateral #that's the title #make of that what you will #will eventually string these snippets together and form a proper chapter for ao3 #in the meantime pls enjoy or not? or whatever make your choices #samfic #supercorp #superrojas

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disquietiswhatitis · 13 days

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I had fun with the last poll so I thought I’d do another one.

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incorrect-supercorp · 10 months

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kara: this is my girlfriend lena and this is lena's girlfriend, andrea

[an indefinite period of time later]

kara: these are my girlfriends, lena and andrea

#i found this in my drafts with these tags (so real of me) ->#YOU ME HER #that fic lives rent free in my mind you cannot blame me #superrojascorp #supercorp #superrojas #rojascorp #supergirl #incorrect supergirl #incorrect quotes #supercrack #source: unknown

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fyonahmacnally · 5 months

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Christmas Chaos

Here's a little Supercorp drabble as part of the Mods' collection of example fics for the Supergirl May-hem Event. Read it HERE on AO3.

Sign-ups for Supergirl May-Hem open December 1st. Seeking writers, artists and betas. For more information, you can find us HERE.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! No, no, no, no. This can’t be happening.” Lena says as she stares at her now dark phone in her gloved hand. Her heart is galloping inside her chest and she’s sure everyone around her can hear it. “Godamnit! Of course this happens the first year I have the chance to organize the event. Shit, shit, shit.”

She paces back and forth in front of the National City Convention Center, her eyes bouncing from the currently cloak-covered tree to the workers hanging the wreaths, lights, and bows across the front of the building. The giant “Christmas Carols in the Park” sign ripples in the slight breeze. Her mind is racing, indexing names and favors she can call in, calculating her next move. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she decides her first course of action is to start making phone calls.

Two hours later, she’s still no closer to solving her problem. Artie Anderson can kiss her ass. Secretly, she hopes that he never gets a headlining singing gig again. So what if he’s one of the up and coming stars of tomorrow, she doesn’t care how good or popular he is. He can still kiss her ass. Honestly, she hopes his pants fall down at his next show or he shits himself on stage. So what if she’s being petty. Sue her.

Who fucking does that?! She thinks. Cancels a headlining show the day of?! That’s just bad PR, Artie whatever-the-fuck. Choke on your microphone.

Lena sighs. Now she has to call her trusty assistant. It’s the last thing she wants to do, but well, she’s run out of options. She lifts her phone up and presses send.

“LKL Event Planning, where we bring your ideas to life. This is Jess speaking. How can I help you?”

Rolling her eyes, Lena chuckles. “Jess, you knew it was me. You didn’t have to give the whole spiel.” She huffs as she starts descending the stairs of the convention center toward Noonan’s and a cup of her favorite peppermint hot chocolate.

“Oh come on, Miss Luthor, you know how much I love to share our company greeting with everyone that calls.” Jess laughs, the amusement evident in her tone. “What can I help you with this morning?”

“Unfortunately, I have bad news. ‘Christmas Carols in the Park’ is currently looking like it’s going to be ‘Christmas Chaos in the Park’. Our headliner canceled on us a couple of hours ago. I’ve called all my other connections and, as expected, everyone is booked. I have no idea what I’m going to do. This is going to be a disaster.” Her left hand comes up to massage her temples as she opens the door to enter the warm, wonderful smelling atmosphere of Noonan’s. “We can move Macy Lynn to the headlining spot and find a lesser known singer to fill her slot, but that still doesn’t solve the current problem.”

She sighs, trying her best not to panic, but it’s not looking good. “Jess, if the event goes South, it won’t be good for future bookings. We could lose clients over this!” She takes a deep breath, pressing her hand against her chest, desperately trying to calm her racing heart. “This tree lighting ceremony is second only to the lighting of the tree at Rockefeller Center! We have to figure this out! I didn’t spend years building this business for some little snot-nosed, spoiled brat to ruin it by canceling at the last minute!”

Realizing that she had gotten a little louder than she thought, Lena sheepishly ducks her head and clears her throat. The line is moving slowly, but she knows she needs to wrap up her phone call soon. Years of Luthor etiquette training forcing her to be mindful of disturbing those around her.

“Why don’t you let me call Macy’s manager and get that taken care of while you take a minute to collect yourself? Hmmm?” Jess says, a smile evident in her tone. “I’ll call you back when everything is confirmed. Maybe by then you’ll have a solution in mind.”

“What would I do without you?” Lena smiles, resigning herself to a long day of groveling. “Thanks, Jess. I’ll talk to you later.”

Stuffing her phone in her coat pocket, she blankly stares at the menu board above the counter. She’s deeply lost in her own thoughts and doesn’t notice the blonde woman standing in front of her, eyeing her curiously. As the line inches forward, Lena’s mind is still drifting through her list of possible singers or group acts to fill the empty slot in the schedule. She’s so preoccupied that she walks right into the back of the person in front of her.

“Oh no, I am so sorry.” Lena laments, her eyes practically glued to her feet in embarrassment. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and I…” Her words fade as her eyes land on the black-framed startling blue eyes of the stranger in front of her. They’re the bluest, warmest, most kind eyes she’s ever seen and for a moment, the world around her seems to stop.

The blonde smiles at her, subtly adjusting her glasses and Lena has to bite her bottom lip to keep from gasping at the beauty before her. This woman is stunning. Infinite hues of sky blue eyes dancing above a bright shimmering smile. She’s several inches taller than Lena and from what she can tell, incredibly well-built. Before she can rein her wandering eyes back in, she realizes she’s been caught and feels the heat climb up the back of her neck, across her ears, and land firmly on her cheeks.

An adorable giggle bubbles up the handsome stranger's throat and through her perfectly pink lips. Lena can’t help but smile and tilt her head in amusement even as her own embarrassment camps out on her face.

“It’s okay. You didn’t hurt me and it sounds like you’re having a rough day.” Attractive stranger says as she extends her hand toward Lena. “I’m Kara. Kara Danvers. And I might be able to help you with your little dilemma.”

Intrigued, Lena raises an eyebrow in question at the gorgeous stranger. Kara, she reminds herself. “Lena Luthor. Nice to meet you.” She eyes the woman up and down briefly before settling hers back onto the pools of blue eyeing her with amusement. “Do tell how you can assist with my dilemma, Miss Danvers.”

Kara grins, an adorably lop-sided grin as she offers her elbow to Lena and drags her to stand next to her in line. “How about you let me buy you your drink of choice and we find a table to chat? It sounds like you could use a little break.” She leans over to whisper conspiratorially into Lena’s ear. “Word on the street is this place has the best sticky buns in the state. I should know, I eat one several times a week.”

Without her permission and certainly for the first time in a long time, Lena can feel herself smile. Genuinely smile. Kara winks at her as they turn back toward the cashier and step up to order their drinks along with whatever monstrosity Kara has ordered. The young person working the register smiles, blushing as Kara calls them by name, and they move to the end of the long counter to wait for their names to be called.

Kara grabs the tray and guides them through the sea of customers to a little table tucked toward the back of the cafe. Several of the staff speak to her on their way to their seats. They settle into the chairs, the noise of the place seems more hushed in this little nook.

“You must come here a lot. Everyone on staff seems to know you.” Lena smiles as she takes a long, savored sip of her hot chocolate. “I think every single waiter we passed called you by name.” A boisterous, belly laugh floats across the table and graces Lena’s ears. It is such a lovely sound and she absolutely wants to hear it again.

“Well, I really am in here a lot.” Kara says with a warm smile, her skin creasing next to her mesmerizing eyes. “I’m a writer. I work from home most of the time, but a change of scenery is needed on those days I get stuck. So, I spend a good bit of time right here with my laptop, a warm drink, and sticky buns.” She points to the tray on the table and pulls a sticky bun off to settle in front of her.

Lena eyes her curiously. She’s inarguably never met anyone like Kara Danvers. They’ve known each other for less than thirty minutes and Lena already feels comfortable around her. This alone should scare the absolute shit out of her, yet she feels much calmer than she did when she walked inside earlier.

“So, Miss Danvers…how is it that you think you can help me?” Lena grins, raising her signature brow in question. She glances down at her watch and winces. “As much as I am enjoying your company, I have roughly six hours to find a replacement for my event tonight.”

“Well, what if I told you that I know a singer that is available tonight. She has a pretty decent voice and doesn't need any musicians or music. She usually performs acapella and will gladly help you out.” Kara gives her a bright, wide smile before taking a sip of her large monstrous drink and biting into her second sticky bun.

Lena tilts her head at the blonde, curious about this singer and what the catch is…there’s always a catch, right? “Well, this sounds promising. I’m willing to hear you out.” She leans forward, her forearms resting on the table and hands clasped. “However, in my experience, there’s always a catch. So, what’s the catch Miss Danvers?”

Kara smiles. She pushes her now empty plate to the side and leans forward, mirroring Lena’s position. “Please call me Kara, Miss Luthor. Every time you say Ms. Danvers, it makes me think of my adoptive mom.” She winks at the porcelain skinned woman across from her, taking another sip of her almost empty cup. “What makes you think there is a catch? Why can’t it just be a trade and not a catch?”

An unrestrained laugh springs from Lena’s chest. It’s so surprising, she nearly falls out of her chair. Once she regains her composure, she clears her throat and leans back in her seat. “Well, if I am calling you Kara, then please, call me Lena. Ms. Luthor also, unfortunately, reminds me of my adoptive mother as well. And, that’s just something I’d rather not think about.” She returns Kara’s wink. “If not a catch to your proposal, then a trade. What is your requested compensation in return for solving my dilemma?”

“Ok, hear me out.” Kara beams at Lena. “Not only am I a writer, but also a pretty decent singer. I can fill the spot you need tonight, free of charge.” She pauses, nervously adjusting her glasses and twisting her hands on the table. “If you’ll, um, goonadatewithme.” Her eyes drop to her fingers and she bites her bottom lip.

Lena’s not 100% sure she heard Kara correctly, but she does notice the adorable pink blush dusting the apples of her cheeks and it not only makes her smile, but releases a sea of butterflies into her stomach and chest. She bites her own lip, then looks up at the blonde. “I’m sorry, Kara, but I didn’t quite catch the last part of what you said. Can you repeat that for me? Maybe a little slower this time?”

Kara huffs, squirming in her seat as her face turns a darker rosy shade of pink. “I can fill the spot for your event tonight, if you’ll, um, go on a date with me.” She says with a little more confidence than she actually feels.

On the other side of the table, Lena is slightly stunned. Sure, she thought about asking the woman out before they parted ways or at least getting her phone number, but never imagined this is how their impromptu meeting would end. She smiles at the adorable fidgeting blonde. There’s no doubt in her mind she’s going to say yes, but she can’t give in right away. Where’s the fun in that?

“And what if I am already seeing someone?” She says with a smirk on her face. Watching as blue eyes widen. “How will I be able to meet the terms of your proposal in those circumstances?”

Kara drops her head onto the table and groans. It takes a minute before she lifts her head back up, red-faced and apologetic. “Oh no, Lena. I am so sorry. I should have known someone as stunning as you would be taken. I’m such an idiot. I’ll help you out and you don’t have to worry about payment or dates or anything like that. I can’t believe I didn’t think to ask you that first. I just…”

“Kara!” Lena chuckles and reaches out to stop the ongoing ramble. “Hey. I was only kidding! I’m very single and would actually be amenable to going on a date with you.”

“Really?” Kara’s blinding, toothy smile shines back at Lena from across the table. “Are you sure?” She asks, timidly.

“Yes, Kara. I’m sure. I was sure the minute I laid eyes on you.” Lena smiles, unsure how she managed to land a date with the most attractive and adorable woman she’s ever seen.

True to her word, Kara fills the slot at the ceremony that evening and ends up being the best performance of the night. They go on their promised date right after and end the night at Kara’s loft watching cheesy Christmas movies. The two of them share their first kiss surrounded by the twinkling glow of Christmas lights before they fall asleep on Kara’s comfortable couch. Their date is the most magical evening Lena’s had in all of her adult life.

Until the next year when Kara proposes at the tree lighting ceremony.

Christmas Chaos, indeed.

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occidentaltourist · 23 days

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Kara tries spooning Andrea after they have sex for the first time. Andrea asks her what the hell she’s doing. Kara just says “you’re the one who wanted me by your side at all times” and she’s grinning like an idiot about it. Andrea thinks “how am I attracted to you?” before she lets herself be the little spoon and then she feels Kara’s arms around and thinks “oh…that’s how.”

SCREAM this so perfect!

Andrea playing it cool the next morning at work like -

#these two are so fun #no baggage past or present #superrojas #asks

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scribbling-punk · 7 months

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Happy Hour

Andrea is drunk. Possibly more drunk than she has ever been before—a special feat, indeed—but she doesn’t care. It’s been so long since she let her hair down and it’s nice to finally have a fun night out after way too many late evenings stuck in either her office or lab.

Even when Kara had to leave for a Supergirl emergency over an hour ago, Andrea didn’t mind too much and was happy to stay out with her friends and sister. It’s good for her to get to know them, anyway, considering Lena is the only other person Andrea truly knows within the close knit group of friends.

They’re nice, and funny, and they can drink like sailors on leave.

Something that Andrea can definitely appreciate.

Even Alex, who had been a little reserved around her in the past—and with good reason considering who her sister is—has finally embraced Andrea into their group. It’s a relief, even if Andrea had acted like she didn’t care if Alex liked her or not, Kara’s older sister instantly disapproving of the relationship between boss and employee when she first found out about it.

The bond between them might still be a bit tentative, but at least she no longer glares at Andrea across the table whenever they’re all together.

"Shots!"

Nia returns from the bar with a gleeful grin as she places a tray of tequilas on the table. Lena groans and shoots Andrea a worried glance. She had been keeping an eye on her since Kara left, clearly worried about the amount of alcohol Andrea is throwing back and more than aware of the effects the spirit has on her childhood best friend.

Andrea shrugs. She’s not a teenager anymore and memories of Lena holding her hair back as she threw up are hazy at best, the world around her a little blurred after several hours at the bar.

“What do you say, Rojas?” Nia asks, sliding a shot of tequila towards her, “are you in?”

Read Happy Hour early on Patreon.

#Happy Hour #Kara x Andrea #Superrojas #one shot #early access

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pirateofprose · 2 years

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twelfth night kiss, but make it superrojascorp

#superrojascorp #supercorp #superrojas #rojascorp #supergirl #supergirl fanart #pirate draws #i started this six months ago #i'm so fucking proud

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flyingpotstickers · 7 months

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$5-10/Pay What U Want fanfic commissions open for a ✨special occasion✨ aka Will Goes To Disney

here's the deal: my good friend is going to disney with his class if they can raise enough money to do so. i want to help donate to the cause. so i'm going to raise money in order to donate to that cause by making 500-1K word ficlet prompt fills!

your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to prompt me with as many things as your wallet can allow, and send it to the paypal linked here ( xoxo ) preferably with a note reminding me that it's for un'kah's [kryptonian for my son] class trip. The prompts will be filled at as fast a turnover rate as possible; you should definitely keep in mind I'm going to college full time but also know that I'm still in love with the gay idiots I write for!!!!! @wonder-never-wander is going to fill some of the prompts too, so feel free to cater to his tastes in terms of fanfic as well. :)

please reblog this post even if you can't donate, just to spread the word!!! this commission spree is open until next thursday, september 21st. that's when i can't donate to the cause anymore. ok? ok. let's get will to disney.

argos &son. [will]

p.s. a reminder of what fandoms and ships i've written for can be found here on my ao3 or in this epic list right here.

p.p.s. does that sound like a law firm in the making or what? dude!!!

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light-miracles · 7 months

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Supergirl: Something bad happened

Acrata: Is Lionel Messi alright?

Supergirl: Yes?

Acrata: Then, whatever it is, I can take it

#supergirl #Kara danvers #Kara Zor-El #Andrea Rojas #Acrata #Superrojas #Superojas #Argentina

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narraboths · 2 years

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Soon to be divorced (maybe) superrojas for number 41 please :) love your work!!

ok that's extremely juicy and galaxy-brained anon

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"You don't have to do this, you know."

She tries to punctuate her words with a harsh click of her lighter, making a point of not looking at Kara. It only feels fitting for the entire fucked-up, hellish time they’re living that it fails. Andrea allows herself two more increasingly frustrated attempts before she gives up with a huff, slamming the lighter back into her coat’s pocket.

It must something fucking karmic, really, that she can’t even have a moment of peace in the middle of her overpriced divorce, on this stupidly large balcony at their overpriced mediator’s overpriced office. That it still just has to be Kara to be the one by her side, diligently holding an umbrella over their heads in the pouring rain.

"End our marriage?”

Andrea can hear the smile in her voice without even looking.

"Act like a damn knight in shining armor. A little rain won't kill me."

"No, but it would've prevented you from your hourly stress-smoking break." Kara draws a little closer, not quite so to be in her personal space, but just enough to make Andrea roll her eyes and turn with piss off and not your concern anymore. But Kara’s smiling, of course, all sunny and calm, and draws down her glasses for just half a second, her eyes glowing red, and the cigarette between Andrea’s fingers lights up in an instant. "What kind of monster would I be to let that happen?"

"I can't stand you," Andrea murmurs. There is no bite to her words now. She takes a long, slow drag, watching Kara’s face, that pleased smile and the gentle look in her eyes. It would be so much easier if they were actually at each other’s throat, if they had to have a buffer of half a dozen people between them every time they talked, if there was venom and bad blood and not Kara stepping closer and closer, one hand softly squeezing Andrea’s elbow:

"I know."

“I don’t want to do this.”

She’s not gonna cry. They’ve had those days already. She’s not gonna let Kara hug her, either, just maybe let her head fall against Kara’s shoulder, squeeze her eyes shut so she doesn’t have to look at the ugly tie Kara’s wearing.

"Me neither.” Kara’s voice sounds low and gruff like she’s about to cry. She wraps an arm around Andrea’s shoulder (still not a hug, really, they fit under the umbrella better this way), fingers tracing Andrea’s cheek with a light caress. “But we have to. You know we have to.”

Andrea burrows a little closer. Kara’s wearing the cologne she got her for her last birthday, before it all went to hell, and she tries not to think too hard about what that means.

“I know.”

Kara sways a little. Maybe Andrea only imagines the sound of sniffling, but it still makes her feel better, somehow, even in the cold of that endless, monotonous, wretched rain. Then there’s the low, light chuckle that she’s grown so used to, and the tender, startling press of Kara’s lips against Andrea’s temple, her brow, and finally, torturously, the corner of her mouth:

“Let’s go then, love.”

#anonymous #superrojas #my fic

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supergirlmayhem · 3 months

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May-hem's fic and art recs!

We have so many incredibly talented people participating in the event and it would be such a shame to not show off the incredible work they already have out there for you lovely people, so here we are! You already know we love a good list (Take a peek at our Hidden Gems list for general Supergirl fic recs), so we have created two more lists for you guys!

The first list is The Art of May-hem Makers 2024 - This is where you can find links to the incredible work of some of the artists in the event, and a sneak peak into the kind of art you'll be able to enjoy in May when the art for the event is posted!

The second list is The Fics of May-hem Makers 2024 - This is where you can find links to some of the amazing fics that our writers already have posted for you guys to browse and show a little love to!

What are you waiting for? Get browsing!

Love, light and Mayhem,

-The SG May-hem Team

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sssammich · 2 months

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collateral pt3

author's note: it's atypical for me to post daily, so please don't get used to it. at this point, i'm just posting as it comes to me. anyway re: rarepair, just trust me, it's fine. hold my hand i'll get you through it.

ao3 link (made it official! lol just fyi that the link goes to ch1)

part 1 | part 2

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Kara’s job as maid of honor was basically done after her speech, which she was thankful for. She’d dutifully checked in on Lena throughout the course of the hours-long reception to see if there was anything she could do, but Lena always shook her head and thanked her, letting her know that her presence alone was enough comfort to her. Kara warmed at the sentiment, but she knew better than to delude herself by attaching more meaning to these words, so she smiled and ushered Lena towards the other guests who wanted a moment of her precious time. It wasn’t very hard to do considering Lena’s attempts to spare a moment and chat with her was somehow always intercepted by Jack or someone else from the wedding party so that Lena could just briefly chat, it’ll only take a minute.

When it looked like Lena got a moment for herself, Kara watched her make a beeline to the table she and Andrea randomly occupied while they watched the dance floor filled with strangers dancing and having a good time.

“This is a lovely surprise,” Lena said, eyeing the two of them. Kara’s smile was small, yet Andrea only cocked her head to the side and smirked.

“Well, Pulitzer here was just regaling me about her upcoming piece.”

“Pulitzer?” Lena asked, quirking a brow in question.

“It’s a new nickname she’s trying out,” she offered with a shrug. “Jury’s out on how much I like it.”

Andrea poked her with a finger on her exposed bicep as she exaggerated how much she’d been pushed, Lena’s eyes trained on them all the while.

“She resists, but you can tell she secretly likes it.”

Despite her best efforts, Kara’s cheeks warmed and she had to duck her head as she chuckled, wondering what kind of game Andrea was playing at.

“Anyway,” she started, clearing her throat. “Is everything alright? Do you need anything from me?” Kara asked. Regardless of her own warring feelings for her best friend, she wanted to make sure that Lena had the best time at her wedding.

“No, no. Everything’s fine. I was mostly wondering where you ran off to.”

“Here I am,” she said.

“I see that.”

Their small table grew quiet, she and Andrea on one side with Lena on the other. It was turning out to be a strange moment, and Kara desperately wanted to change it.

“I’ll get us some drinks, Pulitzer,” Andrea said, breaking the growing tension between them, rising to her feet. Kara glanced at the table in front of them where two brand new drinks they’d just gotten sat untouched. But Andrea was already out of her seat and resting her hand on Kara’s shoulder. The hand didn’t linger for too long, but it lingered long enough that Kara felt the warmth of her palm on her skin; long enough for Kara to but turn her head to see well manicured fingers painted a shiny red against the tan of her skin. “Lena, can I get you anything?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“I’ll be back, querida.”

Kara’s gaze followed after Andrea before she turned her attention back to her best friend who was eyeing her curiously.

“That’s new. I didn’t know you two were such good friends.”

She laughed, the sound coming out strangled and awkward. “We’re—I mean, we’re not. I stepped out earlier and she was smoking and we just got to talking. That’s all.”

“Is that where you were after the…”

“Yeah, yeah,” She interrupted. “I just got a little overwhelmed, lots of emotions on your big day and just needed some fresh air. I’m fine. I promise.”

Lena nodded, studying her, before she finally seemed to accept her words at face value, offering her a gentle smile. She then steered the conversation elsewhere . “God, I’d love to have a smoke right now.”

Kara snorted. “You still have your pack in your dressing room. But I doubt your uptight mother would appreciate you leaving to grab a smoke and drop ash all over your pristine dress.”

Lena snorted, leaning forward. “I would risk Lillian’s wrath for a drag right now. But I suppose you’re right.”

“I normally am,” she offered, a teasing smile on her lips.

Lena adjusted herself, pulling at her dress as she pivoted in her seat slightly. She then reached towards Kara and placed a hand on her forearm. The touch was warm and soft, yet it ignited the space underneath Kara’s skin and she had to fight the urge to pull back, unsure if she could trust her emotions from not snapping from how taut they’d been pulled in all sorts of directions.

“Listen, Kara, is everything alright? You gave such a lovely speech, which I think was far too nice—”

“Everything I said was the truth.”

Lena, bashful, dropped her gaze momentarily. “Thank you, darling. I appreciate that. But I guess I was more concerned after your speech—”

Yet before Lena could say anything more, one of the groomsmen tapped Lena on the shoulder to retrieve her so she could talk with a group of Jack’s college friends sitting and laughing on the other side of the grand hall, all of them waving Lena over.

Lena smiled apologetically. “Sorry, it’s just never ending, it seems like.”

But Kara only shook her head, offering her best friend a sympathetic smile. “Don’t apologize! You’re the bride. Of course everyone wants to speak with you. Go enjoy your own wedding. If anything, I’m literally the last person you should be talking to right now, you talk to me every day.”

Lena made a face, but Kara couldn’t quite get a read on her. “I’ll find you later, alright? Maybe I can use you to hide.”

She nodded and gave Lena her most winning smile. “Go, they’re waiting for you.”

She watched from her seat as Lena stood and let herself be whisked away by the elbow, turning to look over her shoulder and comically point at how she was being dragged away. Yet when she reached Jack’s side, Kara couldn’t help but turn away. She didn’t bother lingering at the table and instead headed to the bar where she found Andrea standing to the side and leaning against it, sipping on some type of amber liquid.

“Here I thought you were going to get us drinks,” she said, sidling up to the other woman.

Andrea only smirked. “I lied.”

“I know. I am without a drink,” Kara said, making a show of her empty hands. Andrea, amusement in her eyes, turned to face the bartender and signaled wordlessly with her glass. From the corner of Kara’s eye, she watched the bartender quickly fill an identical tumbler with the same amber liquid before placing it on the bartop between them.

“There’s your drink.”

Kara scrunched her face. “Scotch’s not really my thing.”

“You already smoked today. Might as well add this to the list.”

She proceeded to stare down at her drink, her fingers tapping on the counter just a few shy centimeters from the glass.

“Wow, it’s like being back in boarding school.”

“I resent that.” Despite herself, she laughed, her head tipping back slightly as she picked up the tumbler. Andrea clinked her glass against hers and nudged her to take a sip. So Kara did, the warmth quickly spreading from her tongue down her throat and into her belly. The nuanced flavors were lost on her, and she simply grimaced as she downed the whole glass. Then she slammed the glass back on the bar and pointed to the bartender for a refill.

“You’re like an alien fresh off from space,” Andrea commented as if studying her, but she followed suit, downing the rest of her drink and requesting a refill.

“I feel like it sometimes.”

The pair of them gathered their glasses, their backs digging into the edge of the bar counter as they resumed their observation of the grand hall.

“This must be miserable for you.”

Kara laughed mirthlessly before she met Andrea’s eyes. “It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m happy for her. Them.”

“How long?”

She chewed her lip in thought. She felt like she’d been in love with Lena since the moment they met four years ago, but she wasn’t sure how much more pathetic she would feel in front of Andrea if she admitted that, so she cleared her throat instead. “Too long.”

#samfic: collateral #supercorp #superrojas #samfic #i have forgotten all the tags i use for these #please don't get used to the posting frequency this is not a thing i normally do #i just have most of this already written out #ok thanks bye #fanfiction

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disquietiswhatitis · 6 days

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Let’s try this again :)

My last poll wasn’t organized as well as it should have been. I got lazy and condensed way too many possibilities into the “Other” option. I know the primary reason why people voted that way but it still felt too chaotic. I tried to be more thorough this time around but I’m still sorry to the rarepairs I couldn’t include in a 12-answer max poll. I saw a handful of people mention some poly ships but unfortunately, I couldn’t include them either for the same reason. Similarly, I also eliminated the “show me the results” option. You want to see the results, you gotta vote lol.

BEFORE YOU COMMENT: Cat Grant isn’t included because I already know that she’s the second most popular Kara ship. I knew that even before my last attempt at a poll and probably shouldn’t have included her then, even as an “Other” option. No hate to the people who like that ship, I’m just more interested in seeing people’s preferences beyond that.

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incorrect-supercorp · 1 year

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Lena, trying to ask Andrea out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Kara: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

#superrojascorp #supercorp #rojascorp #superrojas #incorrect supergirl quotes #incorrect quotes #supergirl #andrea rojas #lena luthor #kara danvers #supercrack #source: mulan

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femslashhistorian · 2 years

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Supergirl Femslash Ships & Fics Retrospective 4: Andrea/x

In part 4 of the Supergirl (TV 2015) femslash ships & fics retrospective we focus on Andrea Rojas, her femslash ships and a selection of fics and fic recs.

Table of contents

a) A quick introduction to Andrea

b) Andrea's ships overview

c) Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas fic recs

d) Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas fic recs

e) Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas fic recs

f) Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas fic recs

g) Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas fic recs

Series Overview

Supergirl Femslash Ships & Fics Retrospective

Part 1: Introduction, the TV show [tumbl] [WordP]

Part 2a: List of F/F Ships [tumbl] [WordP]

Part 2b: List of Polyamorous Ships [tumbl] [WordP]

Part 3: Astra/x [tumbl] [WordP]

Part 4: Andrea/x (this part)

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(links to be added once the parts are done)

a) A quick introduction to Andrea

Andrea Rojas joined Supergirl in Season 5, when (a heartbroken) Lean, who felt betrayed by Kara, sold CatCo Media on to her friend Andrea, who is also the CEO of Obsidian Tech.

Andrea has a secret identity and powers as Acrata and appeared in several DC comics and shows before, but her backstory and character were heavily tweaked for the Supergirl TV show.

To be hones I did not watch enough of Season 5 to really understand the plot and background around Leviathan and the medallion that is linked to Andrea's powers (and from what I have seen of the show this might not have made all that much sense away...) What is important to know (and is often referenced in fic) is that to get the medallion, Andrea needed to betray Lena (and break her heart).

While at first it seemed that Andrea was just another shitty boss for Kara at CatCo, she turned out to be a fascinating character with a lot of shipping potential.

I read somewhere that Andre was so high maintenance that she might as well be a Maserati and obviously this is the car she drives in several of the stories.

b) Andrea's ships overview

Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (RojasCorp)

In canon Lena and Andrea are former best friends but many fans interpret their history as ex-lovers. Andrea and Lena definitely have history (some of which is explored in the show) and a lot of chemistry. While shipping Andrea with Lena an obvious shipping choice, this is a relatively rare pair, especially considering that there are few long fics and in a large part of the fics in the AO3 ship tag RojasCorp is not the actual or main ship.

Link to AO3 relationship tag: Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojas)

This has mostly remained a crack ship and a rarepair. There are a few AUs and a large part of the fics are smutty / PWP fics, often featuring some form of kinky / forbidden / hate sex with your boss

Link to AO3 relationship tag: Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas

Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojasCorp)

SuperRojasCorp is a relatively popular ship (especially considering that it is a polyamorous ship). Maybe because it allows Supercorp shippers (who usually only ship this one ship) to explore a bit outside their comfort zone without leaving Supercorp behind (this might also explain the relative popularity of SuperReignCorp). Regardless, there are many interesting ways how fics can explore this ship in AUs or close to canon settings.

Link to AO3 relationship tag: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas (Reignjas/Rojarias)

There is one relatively popular ship of two characters that have never met in canon: Andrea/Sam. There is a surprising amount of longer AUs, in which some variation of enemies to lovers is a popular theme.

Link to AO3 relationship tag: Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

The last ship is one that am really into and fascinated by, but which is by far the rarest: Andrea/Lena/Sam.

Link to AO3 relationship tag: Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

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c) Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (RojasCorp) fic recs

Long AUs

tell me you'll stay by sten06 @stennnn06

Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (RojasCorp) (f/f)

Incomplete, 4 Chapters, 17k words, 2021- (ongoing)

Mature; No Archive Warnings Apply

a rewrite of 'ace reporter' with rojascorp instead or what happens when Lena's ex-girlfriend comes to town, shaking up the L-Corp/Obsidian rivalry and causing a lot of heartache in the process

This is a fantastic and very well written story, that is currently incomplete.

Like the author's ReignCorp stories, this fic paints a lively and coherent picture of the character's past and how their relationship developed and fell apart. Telling their story as flashbacks works really well and they make such a beautiful pair of ex-lovers who hurt each other, but never really stopped loving each other. Loved this amazing story. Highly recommended.

Maybe We Could Start Again by ScribblingPunk @scribbling-punk

Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (RojasCorp) (f/f)

Incomplete, 6 Chapters, 9k words, 2022 (ongoing)

Mature; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

The Multiverse is put at risk when the paragon of humanity turns her back on love. Time travel, do-overs, and gay angst galore.

The author had originally published this story on a different account in 2020. This re-published version makes some changes, although as far as I remember the original versions, nothing too major until chapter 6. With the end of chapter 6 the story nearly reached where the original version of the story ended (with a happy ending). I am curious where the rewrite will take the story.

I really like this story. This is a canon divergent story in which Andrea and Lena used to be lovers and Lena has a lot of regrets. Also, Lena is the Paragon of humanity and Andrea was pregnant.

One-shots and shorter RojasCorp stories

staring in the blackness at some distant star by Valkyrees "You're very pretty, you know that?" Andrea says, without warning, chewing the inside of her cheek afterwards like she has any reason to be nervous around Lena, of all people. "I'm really happy to be in the same room as you again." Lena wants to say me too, she wants to tell Andrea she's been excited since she got her text, that her heart hasn't stopped thudding since she read hey, it's andrea from boarding school, hope you remember me. had to go through like twelve people to get your number, but do you wanna hang out? She wants to tell her that she looked up cute hairstyles and shaved her legs and armpits and even her bikini area, wants to tell her that she spent the entirety of high school waiting for that text and the fact it came a few years too late doesn't diminish the meaning. But instead she just smiles, awkwardly, feeling the blood flooding to her cheeks, blushing even harder once she notices it, and says, "I don't know, not really. Not like you." OR, Some college-aged rojascorp, doing it for the vine.

choices by andrearojas Summary: Andrea gets a second chance. My notes: Interesting alternate reality fic, incomplete

Can't Help Falling in Love(Again) by luthorsxrojas When Lena Luthor signs her daughter up to play soccer, the last thing she expects is for her ex girlfriend to be the coach.

two times andrea found lena sleeping in her office (and one time she let her) by jemmas_daisies soft CEO girlfriends that's all this is.

Smut (with more or less plot)

There are a several excellent smutty RojasCorp fics that explore different relationship dynamics (top/bottom, dom/sub, etc) and if this is something you are interested in, you will have a lot of fun with this ship – the following fics are a selection of my favorites. Mind the ratings, warnings and tags on AO3; and as always: don't like, don't read!

That's What Friends Are For by ScribblingPunk Summary: The Oh no it's stuck/Friends with benefits AU. Comment: Maybe the most loving smut/anal fic. Love their dynamics. Pre-canon, could actually be canon compliant.

Lunch Break by Evilsnowswan @evilsnowswan By now, almost every woman is walking around town with a not-so-secret secret hidden in her underwear, only a few swipes and taps away from her next orgasm. It’s not the worst world to be living in, really. Or: Obsidian North expands the product range with something new and fun. Like Lord Industry’s new T-Pixel 9 – only better.

you want it all (but you can't have it) by Valkyrees Miraculously, the only thing keeping Lena from dying of sexual frustration is the heat. OR au; it's hot and the world is ending and lena just wants to kiss andrea

Maybe she needed two favors by blurryluthor "You jump, I jump, right?" The rain continued to fall in the city, the thunder hadn’t ceased. Andrea felt the faint scent of alcohol from Lena’s warm breath. She licked her lips and opened them slightly to answer, but the movement of the woman’s hand in front of her caused a short circuit in her brain. Lena raised her right hand and placed it on her left cheek, her thumb gently caressing her lower lip. She felt her knees tremble slightly, but she stood firm. “However... I’m not quite sure that the need to illegally break into the DEO is the only reason you came to my house, with all the weather going on outside...” with her thumb gently pulled Andrea’s lower lip, making her open her mouth more. “Am I wrong?”

Daddy Andrea by TheEvangelion Prompt fill: Andrea makes Lena beg to go down on her during a conference call after Lena has been naughty, and then afterwards Andrea makes Lena ride a big strap. Orgasm for both (But make Lena suffer). Pain play, Nipple biting (for both Andrea and Lena), anal, size kink, humiliation, Daddy Kink. Just as many hot kinks that can be crammed into filthy office sex. Genital slapping, spanking, praise kink. Oh deep throating while Andrea makes her grind on the tip of her stiletto…

d) Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojas) fic recs

There are no really long (exclusive) Andrea/Kara fics.

You should have never saved me by SuperTrouperLights

Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojas) (f/f)

Incomplete, 1 Chapters, 5k words, 2020

Mature; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

When Andrea Rojas is in danger, Supergirl is always there to save her.

From the author's notes "I was wondering what it would be like if instead of pushing Kara towards another man during season 5, Kara was paired with Andrea. ps.: there are brief mentions to supercorp and supercat in this but it's really just Kara/Andrea"

This is probably the only longer and finished canon adjacent Andrea/Kara fic and it works well to build a connection and ultimately a love story between them. It is a great fic with a full story arc. Not smutty, really enjoyed this.

The author has written 3 more 1k SuperRojas fics: link

And then there is the long fic that is and isn't a Andrea/Kara fic

Wonderland by Marieke_things_dreams_and_stuff

Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor (SuperCorp), Kara Danvers/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojas) (f/f)

Incomplete, 15/20 Chapters, 200k words, 2019- (ongoing)

Mature; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

After Lena finds out about Kara’s secret identity, she doesn’t want to have anything to do with her former best friend/ long time crush. But when a mysterious new woman waltzes into Kara’s life and takes a special interest in the reporter, Kara finds herself intrigued. The people in Kara’s life worry that this new woman might be too good to be true, while Kara just wishes everyone could be happy for her. Lena will have to decide whether she wants to hold on to her pride, or save the girl she worked so hard on hating.

The fic was originally called "But in the end in Wonderland, we both went mad" (until the author renamed it to Wonderland). While a part of the fic is Kara/Andrea, this is ultimately a SuperCorp story.

Smut (with more or less plot)

Mind the ratings, warnings and tags on AO3; and as always: don't like, don't read!

You met me at the perfect time by wonderwrath Kara and Andrea are in a secret Relationship for several months, to make their work life easier. Lena missed her chance, when she couldn't deal with the fact that her best friend was Supergirl all along. or They had three rules when the need for a quick personal meeting occured: 1. No kissing 2. No clothes ripping 3. No visible marks Andrea didn't want to look like she just has been railed by Supergirl, smeared lipstick; ripped panties with a massive hickey on her neck. Comment: Incomplete, features a very bitter Lena. Probably the least smutty fic in this section.

when i'm down on my knees, you're how i pray by Valkyrees au; Kara's a famous boxer, andrea's feeling insecure, and they have sex in a bathroom. OR, there isn't really a plot. They just have sex.

heaven is a place on earth (where you tell me all the things you want to do) by Valkyrees canon divergent; andrea wants to tell kara she loves her, but invites her on a road-trip instead OR, kara really sucks at driving, andrea doesn’t know how to tell her, they’re in love with each other, and they have sex in an arcade along the way

a take away a bit of blue girl (all she wanna do is fuck me) by whythinktoomuch “Kara,” Andrea cut in sharply. She gave her the tiniest shake of the head in wonder. “What are you doing?” “What are we doing?” Kara countered. “Some healthy after hours stress relief?” Andrea said simply, and perhaps to her, it really was that simple. a.k.a. a colleagues with benefits AU, wherein Kara and Andrea inadvertently find more than just solace in each other.

Pitch Meeting by Evilsnowswan She doesn’t have a problem with pleasure. She takes pleasure in a lot of things. Her favorite foods, flying, the feeling of sunlight on her skin first thing in the morning. What she takes issue with is the way that Andrea Rojas and her company have turned pleasure into something that can be put into a sleek black box and sold to the masses like something they didn’t already own. Pleasure— like love, like courage, like hope— shouldn’t be commodified. Or: Obsidian North expands the product range and not everyone is happy about it.

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e) Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (SuperRojasCorp) fic recs

Prior SuperRojasCorp fic recs

a falling star fell from your heart (and landed in my eyes) by Valkyrees

You, Me, Her by BiFelicia

Two Doors Down (they're laughing and drinking and having a party) by karalovesallthegirls

Just between us girls by Marieke_things_dreams_and_stuff

Something to Be Earned by Evilsnowswan

Find my full original rec here: SuperRojasCorp Fic Recs [tumb] [WordP]

New SuperRojasCorp fic recs

Mind the ratings, warnings and tags on AO3; and as always: don't like, don't read!

The Awakening by ScribblingPunk

Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (f/f)

Completed, 5 Chapters, 17k words, 2021

Explicit; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

No powers / No superheroes AU, college AU, Light BDSM, Light Dom/sub, etc.; Polyamory

Prompt fill - Lena interrupts a scene between Kara and Andrea. Or - Virgin Lena's sexual awakening.

The setup is kind of unusual as Lena and Andrea are friends and flat mates (Lena is not a CEO and the Luthor's aren't criminals) and Kara is Andrea's girlfriend. This story is smutty and hilarious (and lighthearted) at the same time. I enjoyed it a lot. Highly recommended.

Required Love by ScribblingPunk

Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas (f/f)

Incomplete, 32 Chapters, 96k words, 2020- (ongoing)

Explicit; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Domestic Discipline; BDSM; Sub Lena Luthor; Dom Andrea Rojas, etc.; Polyamory

Slowburn. Supercorp, Rojascorp, eventual Superrojascorp. Her relationship with Lena had always been difficult to describe. It started as more of an arrangement, Andrea being the one to step up when Lena needed to be held accountable for her actions. They weren’t completely exclusive when Kara Danvers came bounding into Lena’s life like an overeager puppy, and Andrea had braced herself for the loss that never came.

If you like Evilsnowswan's Something to Be Earned, then you will probably enjoy this story, too. Highly recommended if you are into the themes.

But wait, there are more SuperRojasCorp fics

The Not So Secret Desire Of Andrea Rojas by ScribblingPunk Prompt Fill: Andrea is too shy to tell her girlfriends she wants to sleep in the middle for once.

Are you ready for a perfect storm, once you're mine, there's no going back by wonderwrath (WIP) When Andrea came back to National to purchase CatCo, old feelings for Lena dwelled back to the surface, the Luthor feeling the exact same way. The only problem was the Kara Danvers already stole her heart. And yet it didn’t seem to be a problem after all, when she saw the sexual tension between her Superhero and first Love. Months later they are in an established Polyamorous relationship, living together like they are not the most powerful threesome that anyone could ever come across: billionaire CEO, billionaire businesswoman and philanthropist, mixed together with a mighty portion of superhero. Plus problems every other relationship come across as well: Kidnapping, Alien invasion, Poisoning and Mind Control.

f) Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas (Reignjas/Rojarias) fic recs

Long Andrea/Sam fics

'tis the damn season by lunchables, poisonluthor

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas (f/f)

Completed, 1 chapter, 28k words, 2020-2021

Teen and Up; No Archive Warnings Apply

No powers / No superheroes AU

“It was nice of you to invite me to dinner,” Andrea said flatly, and she struggled to sound like she meant it. “But clearly it’s been a long time. So let’s drop the act. We don’t need to keep pretending like we’re excited to see each other, and that this reunion was long overdue, because clearly— clearly some things should just stay in the past. Right?” alternatively, the christmas exes au

Another Christmas themed fic, but in contrast to the other Andrea/Sam fics, in this fic rec they were friends (with benefits) or something (that Andrea does not want to think about) in College. They did not talk for years, until they met again at the Women in Tech conference in National City.

This is a great fic. Told exclusively from Andreas PV and very focused. A text from Lena, but otherwise it's only Andrea, Sam and Ruby. Loved angry/annoyed/snarky Andrea, the scenes at the airline counter are amazing.

Favorite Quote

Ruby’s eyes narrowed, only slightly. “I know you spent the weekend together.” Jesus christ, Andrea needed a drink, and stuffy hotel wine absolutely was not going to cut it tonight. “Yes,” Andrea said stiffly, clenching and unclenching her gloved hands. “We did, we had dinner. It was just a… gal pal thing.” “So like, a date?” “It’s complicated.” “Which means?” Maybe this was too much. “I care about your mom. That’s all that matters, right?” Ruby snorted. “Did you also care about her when you broke her heart?”

i'll be home for christmas (you can count on me) by daskey @daskey

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas (f/f)

Completed, 1 chapter, 28k words, 2020-2021

Teen and Up; No Archive Warnings Apply

Canon adjacent, technically not a no powers AU (but it feels like one)

Andrea Rojas' jet is stuck in Metropolis Airport. Every single hotel in the city is full. Her only chance at avoiding staying in an airport terminal until the storm blows over? Staying at Sam Arias' brownstone in downtown Metropolis. Only thing is, Sam has a daughter. Who hates her. Oh and also, she hates Sam Arias. aka the reignjas hallmark movie au

I really enjoyed this fic. I really liked that some history with Lena is implied both for Sam and Andrea (but nothing specific about Lena's current or former relationships is explicitly stated). Another one with spot on angry/annoyed/snarky Andrea. And there is an amazing reveal scenes (this one is not about Kara) in Supergirl fanfic.

Favorite Quote

Angrily pressing the 'end call' button on her phone doesn't have the same catharsis of slamming down a handset or snapping a flip phone closed. Andrea grimaces, and prepares to fight to get her checked luggage. She angrily tweets @Metropolis_Airport and gets a placating, watered down PR-friendly message in response, and a reiteration that it's for safety. Andrea couldn't give a shit about safety at this point. She just wants to get home. Home to her apartment, her kitchen, her wine.

fire meet gasoline by sten06

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas, Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas, Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor (f/f)

Completed, 7 chapter, 81k words, 2020-2021

Explicit; No Archive Warnings Apply

No powers / No superheroes AU

sam arias and andrea rojas despise each other. they also constantly find themselves in the same circles, at the same conferences, at the same lonely places at exactly the same time. what happens when they're thousands of miles from home with only alcohol to keep them company? hint: hate sex, naturally.

This is a very well written fic from one of my favorite authors. And this is the fic that got this ship launched.

However, to avoid potential disappointments (and without spoiling too much): While there are elements of an Andrea/Lena/Sam love triangle in this fic, you should be aware that the primary ship is Andrea/Sam and this is the ship that gets a happy ending.

Quote from the author's end note: "not the ending anyone was expecting, but hopefully still a good one lots of reasons for why i went the direction i did... and i think its suitable for how the characters were written, and i really just felt like reignjas needed their endgame"

the ties that bind by sten06

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas (f/f)

Completed, 2 chapters, 43k words, 2021

Mature; No Archive Warnings Apply

No powers / No superheroes AU, soulmates AU

the red string of fate AU- The red string of fate is a tale as old as time, and it isn't that Sam doesn't believe in it. She absolutely, wholeheartedly does. In fact, she probably believes in it more than a well-adjusted adult should. Andrea knows a soulmate is someone sacred. They're someone permanent and valuable and hers. It's not something she'll readily admit out loud, but the prospect of having someone out there made for her is addicting. It's the only thing she clings to when everything feels overwhelming and impossible. She thinks about it quite often, actually, but if anyone asks, she'll deny it. OR Sam and Andrea despise each other, but when they meet in person for the first time, they realize the red string of fate has them connected. Chaos ensues.

An amazing, very well written fic. The combination of soulmates AU and enemies to maybe something to enemies to lovers provides a thrilling emotional roller coaster ride.

Favorite Quote

she knows very little about taking care of children, so whatever Lena told Sam about her qualifications is a stretch of the truth at best. Reading to them occasionally is one thing, but being in charge of a small person is terrifying. Not to mention, she doesn't know the first thing about pre-teens. How often do they eat? Do they need sunlight? Do they need to be watered?

Okay, they're not plants, but it's kind of the same thing, right?

Andrea/Sam one-shots and story collections

Reignjas by disappointingcroissant There’s fluff, there’s sex, theres smiles and softness and them pissing each other off. This fic series has everything I imagine reignjas being, in all diff kinds of situations. Each chapter can stand alone/aren’t necessarily in same universe

In Real Life. by IGotTooManyOTP When girls night begins talking about valentines plans, Lena realises her two friends Sam and Andrea don’t have a date… or do they?

late valentine by from_a_recklesswriter “I thought you already left?” Sam says as way of greeting, utterly perplexed as she watches Andrea saunter in. “Well, yes, actually, I was just leaving, but then I saw these in the backseat of my car-” Andrea sets down the two bottles on her desk, “and I thought, well, office hours are over, it’s Valentine’s and nobody can stop us from drinking.” “Can’t argue with that." OR What happens if Andrea and Sam spend Valentine's evening drinking cheap wine in a lonely dim office?

andrea x sam - short fics by sten06 needed an AO3 place to put reignjas ficlets/prompts/etc as i think of them, separate from multi chaps may adjust this if i write rojascorp or other things but we'll see how it goes :)

candy cane lane by sten06 sam takes andrea on a late-night holiday date

underneath the mistletoe by sten06 when lena throws a holiday party and invites sam, there's only one catch: andrea rojas will also be in attendance. much to sam's chagrin, she tries to go and make nice... and gets a little more than she bargained for.

g) Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas fic recs

it's so rare that I'm here (don't plan on staying too long) by daskey

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas, Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor, Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

Completed, 1 chapter, 1k words, 2020

Explicit; No Archive Warnings Apply; Polyamory

Sam doesn't have to like Lena's other partner. Doesn't have to acknowledge her at all, but- title from special affair by the internet sam week day 3: make me

Opposite Day by daskey

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Andrea Rojas, Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor, Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

Completed, 1 chapter, 5k words, 2021

Explicit; No Archive Warnings Apply; Polyamory

It's been a while since she'd had to spend time with Sam on her own, and things had settled into comfortable and Andrea wasn't used to comfortable. aka the reignjas smut where they mix things up and andrea wears the strap

Doom Legion by dragonmp93

Samantha "Sam" Arias/Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas

Incomplete, 7/? chapter, 23k words, 2020- (ongoing)

Mature; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

This is fundamentally the same plot as Legion of Doom, but in this story, Andrea is who joins Lena and Sam instead of Alex, and Alex is already dating Kelly. ------------- "After Kara snaps again at Lena for making experiments with the black kryptonite, along with the confirmation that Kara and Supergirl are the same person; Lena decides that if everyone is going to treat her like a Luthor regardless of her actions, then she is going to act like one and creates her own supervillain group. But to Alex's amusement and Kara's chagrín, the things are not what they seem, and Kara ends wishing that Lena would build a doomsday device already instead ".

Notes:

Originally published 2022-10-08, updated 2022-10-09: Added download reminder.

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