Idklpz
Recent bookmarks
-
i would do whatever you wanted (this is what it feels like) by littlemousejelly
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
28 Oct 2021
Tags
Summary
"Can I kiss your stomach?" Kara asks.
Lena's perfect eyebrows lift in surprise, but she calmly sets her mug of hot tea down.
"Excuse me?" she says, like she just wants to clarify that Kara's indeed lost all of her marbles, and maybe some of someone else’s too.
OR
Lena shows up to the tower looking like a whole snack and Kara's brain shuts off. Luckily, Lena's a morosexual.
Bookmarked by Idklpz
04 Sep 2025
-
Tags
Summary
it is possible, lena will concede, that kara likes her as more than a friend. it's also possible that kara's just a naturally handsy person and lena is hopelessly deluded. clearly, there's only one way to find out the truth: through rigorous scientific observation.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 21,539
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 420
- Kudos:
- 7,784
- Bookmarks:
- 1,679
- Hits:
- 97,860
Bookmarked by Idklpz
01 Jul 2025
-
Tags
Summary
“It’s the Red String of Fate, Lena. Only certain people have the ability to see it,” he explains calmly. He’s patient, and kind, and his eyes are gentle while he focuses on her. “It links the holder with their soulmate, creating a perfect match in the eyes of the universe. These visionaries can see their own strings, as well as the strings of others. It seems, little sister, that you’ve been granted this gift.”
OR
A soulmate story with a twist. Lena has the ability to see the red string of fate, and the power to change it from one holder to another. She meets her match, after years of pining, but she's left having to make an agonizing decision.
[Canon Universe, Canon Compliant, with my own deviations/added scenes], not a true "AU".
-
Tags
Summary
The contours of the weapon were well known by now. The flaw in the grip. The rifling on the barrel. Her fist tightened. The alcohol was finally kicking in. Shadows danced all around. One deigned to approach, to brush against her. Like a breath on an ember. Wrapping the last glimmer beneath her breast. Lena asked her then. Why had she left without her? She begged her. To take her with her. Just to be together. At last.
Long filigree lines were drawn across her cheeks, invading her neck before ending in the valley of her chest. Darkening the present fabric. It was painful. So painful. Drawing on her last reserves of water, her veins, her arteries. The shadow didn't guide her hand. Only a whisper, with the power of a bomb, resounded. A survival instinct before everything went black. Run. Run. Run.Or: What if Lena, instead of trying to heal the humanity, tried to heal herself by leaving National City and everyone behind.
Bookmarked by Idklpz
28 Aug 2024
-
Tags
Summary
Kara has developed an interesting habit of kissing Lena goodbye. Directly on the mouth. With tongue. Lena would love to know what it all means.
Bookmarked by Idklpz
05 Jan 2024