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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers, Alex Danvers Additional Tags: holiday fluff, adorable misunderstandings, caroling, Ugly Holiday Sweaters, Love Confessions, Luthor Family Children's Hospital Summary:

:D Alright guys, Secret Santa works are in and look AMAZING, so I hope you’re all VIBRATING WITH EXCITEMENT for the reveal on Christmas!!

I’ve messaged every pinch-hitter on my list, but I feel as though I missed a few of my volunteers! So if you wanted to pinch hit and didn’t receive a prompt please hit me up. :)

Hey there, pine cones!

Just a heads-up that both the Season One and Season Two Supergirl Secret Santa collections will be revealed at 5am EST on December 25th.

There are now over 250 works between the two collections. There’s gonna be so much to read and look at on Christmas Day!!!

Sanvers Teen AU - Both recovering from their own grief and trauma, 15-year-olds Alex and Maggie meet at a youth boxing program and help each other heal. On AO3 here. 

A Secret Santa present for @kuromikoneko. Heads up for internalised homophobia, a slur.  

It’s torture, having to drag that suitcase across the country.

In truth, she’d never properly unpacked it in the months she’d lived with Tia Yolanda. But somehow this feels impossibly more agonising, locking down the only things she owned – belongings she hadn’t chosen to take with her, when it happened.

Had it been up to her, she would have brought some of her books. Definitely her jersey (I doubt they’ll want you to play anymore, Margarita, her mother had said when she’d asked for it). The necklace Abuelita gave her at her first communion. The ice cream wrapper from her third grade field trip to Lincoln, the farthest she’d ever been from Blue Springs. Her yearbook from the end of middle school – the one where Eliza had drawn hearts around the photo of their soccer team and promised that they’d always be friends.

This is for @supergirlsecretsanta  ‘s fic exchange. My giftee is @all-the-gay-feels who asked for “something involving pumpkin spice”. I hope you enjoy the extreme ridiculousness that is this story and have an incredibly gay holiday season!!!

Thank you to my betas, @the-queen-of-the-light and @sterling-jay !!!! You both are wonderful.

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There’s nothing in this world that could make Alex Danvers try pumpkin spice. At least, not after the tremendously, ridiculous amount that Kara made her try over and over again in their youth. Something about the spice reminded her of a smell on Krypton. Alex had humored her, but eventually, the obsessive amount had taken its toll.

Each fall was its own special brand of torture. So when she arrives, dressed up in a nice shirt with a smile on her face, at Maggie’s apartment just to smell the offending spice, she nearly cries. She’s lasted all fall, to the glorious time of gingerbread, just to be assaulted by pumpkin spice once again.

She stumbles, just a little, but catches herself. Maggie notices her faltering smile, it flashes across her face, and she frowns. But Alex brings her smile back quickly and pulls the flowers from behind her back and that wipes the frown from Maggie’s face.

“Oh, they’re beautiful, Alex. Thank you.” Maggie reaches for the flowers with a soft smile. “You didn’t have to.”

Alex knows she’s got a sappy smile on her face, she can’t help it. Even with all the pumpkin spice in the air, she’s still smitten. It’s Maggie’s dimples. They’re just so enchanting. Maggie’s enchanting.

“I wanted to though.” She follows Maggie inside, closing the door behind herself. “You said you like chrysanthemums.” The pumpkin spice gets stronger as they head toward the kitchen, maybe she can just ignore it.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Lena Luthor, Kara Danvers, Alex Danvers Additional Tags: Kara is actually brilliant like she's supposed to be, Supergirl and Lena discuss Kryptonian culture, especially Kryptonian science, but Lena still doesn't know that Kara is Supergirl

Summary: After working together to save National City once again, Lena has a question for Supergirl.

Kara was halfway out of her dorm room door when her phone began to buzz in her back pocket. She set her duffle bag on top of her suitcase and answered the call on the third ring. “Hey Eliza.” She said, using her shoulder to hold the phone as she shut the door behind her.

“Hi Sweetie, I just wanted to check in and see if you and Alex had left yet.”

“My final took longer that I thought it would so we are running a little behind. Alex is already downstairs in the car, I just have to go say goodbye to Lena and then we will head out.”  

“Perfect. I’ll see you soon.”

“I can’t wait.” Kara replied before hanging up the phone.

After she ended the call, Kara took the stairs down to the floor below hers where Lena’s room was. The door was unlocked and Kara let herself in without hesitation as she had gotten used to doing over the last few months since she and Lena had started dating. Instead of seeing her girlfriend with her nose in a book or her laptop, as she usually did, Kara found Lena sitting cross legged on her bed with her phone held up to her ear and a scowl spread across her face.

Lena looked up and her expression turned sad. “No, of course I understand. There’s always next… Mother?” The raven haired girl asked before she pulled the phone away from her ear and inspected the screen.

Kara walked further into the room and placed a kiss on the top of Lena’s head. “What was that about babe?” She asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

Lena set her phone down and shook her head. “Nothing terribly important. It was just my mother calling to tell me that I will not be spending Christmas with her and my father because of a last minute company crisis.”

“Lena,” Kara said, putting her hand on top of the other woman’s.

Before she could get another word in, Lena stopped her.  “I’ll be okay love, really. It is hardly the first holiday that I have spent alone and I am sure that it is far from the last.”

Kara brought her eyebrows together, forming the adorable crinkle that Lena loved, and pouted. A small smile pulled at Lena’s lips.

“Come on,”  Lena stood up and held out her arm to Kara. “I don’t want to upset you before you leave to spend Christmas with your family.”

Lena watched Kara’s eyes shift from being sad to gleaming with excitement. “How would you feel about coming home with me?”

Before she met Kara, Lena would have declined the offer instantly. There were too many times in her past when she let someone in and they ended up hurting her. Now though, her carefully practiced rejection stuck in her throat.

She swallowed and tried again. “I-I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“That wouldn’t be the case at all.” Kara reached up and adjusted her glasses. “If we’re being honest, I was already planning on inviting you. The only reason that I didn’t was because you told me about your family trip before I had the chance.”

Lena returned to her bed and sat down. “Really?”

Kara nodded enthusiastically. “Eliza knows how much you and Maggie mean to Alex and I, so she gave us permission to have you guys spend Christmas with us, if you didn’t have any other plans of course.”

Lena wrapped her arms around Kara and pulled her into a tight hug. When she released her a few seconds later, Kara sat back and smiled. “Can I take that as a yes?”

“Absolutely.”

***

Several hours later, the girls pulled up to Alex and Kara’s childhood home, singing “It’s gonna be me” by N-sync at the top of their lungs. Eliza stood outside waiting for them with one hand over her mouth, trying and failing hide her laughter.

The car was barely in park before Kara had jumped out and thrown her arms around her foster mom. Alex was close behind and a Danvers family hug ensued. Lena stood by awkwardly, holding her bags and trying not to think about how she couldn’t remember her mom ever hugging her like that.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Eliza putting a gentle hand on the her arm. “It’s good to see you Sweetheart. It really means the world to Kara that you decided to spend your holiday with us.”

Lena gave her a small smile, knowing that her voice was going to betray her if she spoke right now.

She was proven correct seconds later when Eliza put her arm around her shoulders and she felt a massive lump form in her throat. Eliza must have sensed what Lena was thinking because she rubbed her hand up and down Lena’s arm reassuringly. “I was sorry to hear that your original plans didn’t work out.”

Lena nodded, though truth be told, she was had a feeling that her mother cancelling their Christmas plans was the best thing that she had done for her in years.

***

Kara and Alex had just finished helping Lena get settled in their shared bedroom when Kara perked up and grinned. “Maggie’s here.”

Sure enough, a low rumbling sound became audible a few seconds later and Alex disappeared from the room at a speed that even Barry Allen would have found impressive.

Kara and Lena walked outside just in time to see Alex tackle Maggie with a hug.

“Get a room!” Kara called.

Alex turned around and shot her a smirk. Kara blushed. “Actually, please do anything other than that.”

Maggie pulled Alex down into a brief kiss and then rolled the taller girl off of her before getting to her feet. “Only because you asked so nicely little Danvers.” She turned her attention to Lena. “I hope you know what you’re in for, Christmas at the Danvers residence is next level.”

Lena smiled. “So I’ve heard, but I think I can handle it.”

“You say that now, but wait until the cookie competition.” Maggie said with a wink.

“Nobody said anything about a cookie competition.” Lena looked over at Kara who just gave her a shrug and a small smile.

“It’s not that big of a deal, just a little friendly competition.”

As it turns out, the competition was anything but friendly.

Several hours later, both of the Danvers girls were covered head to toe in flour with streaks of multicolored frosting on their faces and forearms. Trash talk was volleyed from one side of the kitchen to the other as the girls ran back and forth performing various stages of cookie preparation. Lena and Maggie watched and giggled from their respective cookie prep areas, making very little noise or mess of their own.

A timer dinged and Eliza stepped into the center of the kitchen. “Alright girls, time is up, put down your utensils and step away from your stations. Kara, Alex, don’t make me come over there.”

Both girls grumbled, but complied.

Eliza gathered a cookie from each girl and returned to the middle. She looked down at the first one and smiled. “Well Maggie, I have to say, I am impressed. Your decorating skills have improved greatly since last year.”

Maggie returned her smile as Eliza bit into the cookie. “Mmm not too sweet and with just the right amount of cinnamon. Nice work.”

The next cookie to be inspected was Kara’s. Eliza held up the treat so that she could get a closer look at the highly detailed flowers that adorned it. “Impressive as always Kara.” She said before performing the tasting portion of the test.

Kara beamed and Alex cleared her throat. “Please Alex, be patient, you’re next.” Eliza said before going over Alex’s creations the same way as she had all of the others.

Alex received a praise that was similar to Kara’s which sent both of them into a whisper argument about which compliment was better. While the girls bickered, Eliza examined the last cookie.

After a moment, the older woman clapped her hands loudly, startling everyone in the room and bringing all of the attention back to her. “As always, the competition was close one, but there was one clear winner.” Alex and Kara both tried to push their way to their mother, but she held up a hand to stop them. “The winner of this year’s Danvers family cookie competition is…” She paused briefly for dramatic effect. “Lena.”

Both Alex and Kara’s jaws hit the floor as Eliza handed Lena a customized mug that expressed her status of 2017 Danvers Cookie Contest Winner. Lena’s face lit up and she smiled across the room at Kara, who’s mood changed as soon as she made eye contact with her girlfriend. She made her way over and planted a kiss on her cheek. “Congrats. I should have known you’d win. You’re cookies can turn even the saddest day around.”

Lena smiled up at Kara briefly before rolling up onto her tiptoes and pecked the blonde on the lips.

***

The girls worked together to clean the kitchen, and when they were done, they all settled in the living room, snuggled close to their respective girlfriends. Alex and Maggie had called dibs on the couch with Alex sitting up and Maggie laying with her head on her lap. Kara and Lena sat on the floor, Kara’s back against the couch and Lena seated between her legs, resting up against Kara’s front.

Eliza bid them all goodnight around 10:00, and by the time 11:30 rolled around, it was only Kara and Lena left awake. They had turned of the tv sometime ago, both out of respect for those that had gone to bed and because they were perfectly content with just sitting in silence. By this time, Lena had rolled off of Kara’s lap and moved so that they were sitting side by side, Lena with her head on Kara’s shoulder. “Thank you for inviting me.” The raven haired girl said quietly.

Kara turned and kissed her on the top of the head. “Thank you for coming. I know how hard the holidays can be if you are alone.”

Lena hummed, acknowledging the statement but choosing not to discuss it further.

After a moment, Kara spoke again. “You know, Eliza doesn’t just let anyone win the competition. The fact that she even considered your cookies means that she loves you. You are part of the family now.”

A clock in the kitchen chimed to signal that it was midnight. “Merry Christmas Lena.” Kara said, leaning in to give her a gentle kiss. After a moment, they separated, and Lena grinned. She could tell that this was going to be her best Christmas yet.

“Merry Christmas Kara.”

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So I think Supercorp is amazing but it is way outside of my wheelhouse. I did the best I could with it, though (in the few hours I had to work on it in a hotel in Manhattan while my fam slept). Happy holidays!

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Their date was heating up just at the point where the last date had left off. Kara, with her back pushed up against the kitchen counter, her arms wrapped around Lena’s neck; Lena, with her arms on either side of Kara’s waist, pulling her closer. When they’d found themselves in this position a few days prior, Lena managed to pull back, though not quite sated, and made her exit before things moved further. She was unaccustomed to being hesitant with anything in her life but she was intent on moving slowly with Kara. It wasn’t that Kara needed her to move slowly; she was a grown woman who knew exactly what she wanted and needed. It was that Lena didn’t want everything to happen too fast because she’d never met anyone like Kara. This woman – this beautiful, sweet soul – was someone she could see building something special with and she wanted to savor her, slowly. Like taking her time when unwrapping a package or undoing a set of nesting dolls, she wanted to stop to appreciate each step as it happened, every step forward they took together. She approached every kiss, every touch, with a reverence she’d never appreciated with anyone else. But tonight, their bodies pressed together, left an electrical charge in the air that left both women breathless. Lena pulled back and looked in Kara eyes, asking without words if she wanted to continue. With a glance to Lena’s lips and then back up to her eyes, Kara nodded slightly. She swept away a stray hair near Lena’s eyes and then wrapped her arms tighter, whispering, “stay with me tonight.” Lena gave the slightest hint of a smile and nod in return before coming back in for a searing kiss. She pulled back eventually, allowing Kara to take her by the hand and lead her to her bed. Neither woman knew who pulled off lothing first, or where each piece landed; they only knew that they fell deeper in love with each ragged breath they drew from one another as they explored each other’s bodies. They collapsed on the bed, Kara laying her head on Lena’s naked chest, listening to her heart rate slowly fall back to normal. The quiet sound of two sets of breaths slowing down lulled each into a deep sleep.

That is, until Kara heard the call. A fire across town, a family trapped in an apartment above it with no way to escape, kids screaming for help. She was up and out like a shot, so fast that Lena barely stirred. But there was no time for Kara to worry about what Lena might think to wake up without her. After the fire was out, there was a robbery in another part of town. After the robbery, there was a derailed train. After the train, a helicopter nearly crashing. After the helicopter, another fire. Kara finally stumbled home, exhausted, just before the sun started to peak out above the horizon, totally focused on finally being able to close her eyes. She quickly removed her supersuit and put it away under her bed. Grabbing an extra blanket by the bed, she climbed in and snuggled up in Lena’s arms, and had barely the time to appreciate the warmth of her lover – coupled with the warmth of the extra blanket – before she passed out. Lena stirred, her mind awakening slowly and her brow furrowing at her arms suddenly touching unexpected material. Unexpected, but not entirely unfamiliar. The heft, the way the material draped; it was as though it was made of synthetic polymers imitating natural ones. It felt almost – but not quite – of this world. She peaked one eye open, then the other, and smiled broadly as her suspicions were confirmed. In her exhaustion, Supergirl had inadvertently grabbed her cape instead of the extra blanket. Lena allowed herself a small giggle. Her girl – her Supergirl – who managed to take down aliens three times her size, who feared no one - alien or human, who ate panfulls of sticky buns in a single sitting - still thought she was hiding her identity. Her Supergirl, who had, evidently, spent an exhausting night out saving the world, again, who saw the better angels in everyone she met, thought her girlfriend was too naive to notice. As though Lena wouldn’t notice.

As though Lena, who had to be observant of every detail in her life in order to gain strategic business advantage, wouldn’t notice. As thought Lena, who had spent months pining after her best friend, couldn’t notice. As though Lena, who had long since memorized the light in Kara’s eyes, the curves in Kara’s hips, the softness of Kara’s lips, could miss that light, those curves, that softness, in National City’s superhero. In her superhero.

But Kara clearly wasn’t ready to share her secret. Lena sometimes thought about hinting that she knew, that she couldn’t miss it, but she wanted Kara to be comfortable enough to tell her first. She wondered, sometimes, how long it could go on and if Kara would slip up one day accidentally, or if she’d confide in her intentionally. She wondered, sometimes, if she’d be able to act surprised when the time came. She wondered, sometimes, fleetingly, if the poorly kept secret would turn into an inside joke for them, if they’d share the joke with their kids when they got older. Gently extricating her arm from around Kara’s shoulders, Lena slid out of bed and found the extra blanket, the one Kara had meant to grab, and softly replaced the cape with the blanket. Kara woke, groggily opening her eyes a bit and mumbling, “hey you. What are you doing out of bed?” Lena crawled back in bed and pulled Kara into her. “Good morning, darling. I was just fixing the blanket that fell off of you,” she answered with a white lie. “How did you sleep?” Kara closed her eyes and pulled Lena tighter. “I didn’t sleep at all.” “Oh no?” Lena answered. “Why is that?” Shit. Kara couldn’t tell her the truth about last night. Not yet. “I guess…” Kara started, fumbling for an answer. “I guess it was just too much excitement over you finally staying the whole night. I just couldn’t sleep.” It was a terrible lie, but then again, Kara was a terrible liar. “Oh, so does that mean you don’t want me staying over anymore?” “No!” Kara answered quickly, more forcefully than she’d intended. She smiled. “No, no. I just mean, no, I think you should stay over again. Maybe… maybe you just need to stay over more often.” “More often? But then you’ll never sleep.” “Well I’ll trade sleep for what we did last night any day.” Lena smiled and leaned in for a kiss. “Me too, darling. Me too.” She kissed her again, bringing her hand up to gently cup her cheek when she felt Kara stifle a yawn against her lips. Lena pulled back. “But for now, you need to sleep. I’ll still be here when you wake up.” Kara smiled and snuggled up again next to Lena. She closed her eyes, wondering when she’d share her secret, and dreaming about how surprised Lena was going to be when she finally learned. _____