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Using the gift

Oct 18. Ok, I’m back for #Supercorptober2024. The today’s theme is “CatCo”.

Suddenly, there's a tap on her balcony door. It's Kara.

Lena stumbles to her feet and dashes for the door, throwing it open to fling herself into her friends arms, still crying.

"You're back, thank god. I'm so sorry, Kara, I'm so sorry. For everything... please, please forgive."

Kara's arms wrap around her, but the hug that follows feels... wrong. Lena slowly steps away, her system flooding with fear. It's not Kara.

"I am sorry," the stranger wearing Kara's face says. "I am not her."

Lena slowly reaches for the signal watch on her wrist-- Kara won't hear it, but it will notify the Tower. She lets her finger linger on the button, but doesn't press it. Not yet.

"Who are you?" she asks, her voice thick.

The stranger's features sadden. She wraps her arms around herself.

Read it here on ao3!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Red Daughter | Linda Lee/Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Red Daughter | Linda Lee, Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers Additional Tags: Kara is just about foaming at the mouth in a jealous murderous rage and dying to throw hands, and Linda’s innocent sweet girl act can’t quite mask her adorable smugness, it’s Lena who’s in trouble objectively except not really because hello?? beefcake in your bed??, and Alex can’t decide if she wants to laugh or find a therapist and honestly same girl, Red Daughter literally has BDE and by god does Lena know it—except now so do Alex and Kara, how else do i tag this? GP? extraterrestrial intersexuality? ABO without the Alpha-Omega dynamics?, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Girl Penis, Very Jealous Kara Danvers, Mentions of furtive albeit very vigorous smut, Fluff, Smut, Humor

Summary: “It’s not that impressive,” Kara mutters sulkily, arms crossed. “Don’t look so shocked.”

Linda looks between them—up into Kara’s pinched, surly features, and Alex’s beet-red gape—and then between her legs. “Well, I think it is. But, you’re entitled to your own opinion,” she shrugs, pushing the head down with a finger and watching it bob back towards her stomach. “But, it always hurts when I’m with Lena. I told her it hurt, that she was making it hurt. And then she said she was sorry, and that she could help, if I wanted.”

The silence that follows draws out interminably long—long enough that Linda starts humming It’s A Small World under her breath while she lets it flop up and down against her stomach in tune.

Eventually, Kara collects herself enough to cry, “What?” and Alex starts laughing so hard she doubles over in tears.

Or, alternatively:

The one where Red Daughter, alias Linda, is justifiably, albeit overbearingly, smug; Lena just can’t seem to help herself; and Kara just about has a seething, jealousy-induced aneurysm trying to process it all.

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31412264

this is crack, at best, but it's got heart. and! this one’s a birthday gift to one of my dearest and oldest friends, brilliant football athlete and fellow passionate milf enthusiast, Dea!