#swb tidbits

Kara would send these: 

Sam, snatching the phone out of Lena’s hand: What the fuck, I told her to send nudes...

Lena, snatching the phone right back and looking at Kara’s hands: Nope. That works. Get out.

Sam: ... Seriously, Luthor?

Lena would probably show up to Kara’s dorm with soup just as Kara is putting on her third winter coat. And Kara would hide behind the 50 scarves already wrapped around her face, insisting that this is how she normally dresses, she’s feeling fine, and she just needs to get to the studio so would Lena please get out of the way. 

All Lena would have to do is shrug and casually mention how she was planning on bending the strict “no cuddle” policy to help ease her suffering, but if Kara’s not actually sick, then well... And Kara would pout heavily, drop all her things, and scramble into her bed and cough and say, “Actually, I am so sick. You were so right. Please cuddle.”

They would cuddle and share a few kisses (despite Kara’s insistence that she’s contagious), and... Lena will eventually get sick too. 

Unluckily for Kara, sick Lena is grumpier than normal Lena, and even more so than sick Kara. 

It would have said, "Purity," and she would have gotten it at around 16-ish as a big fuck you to Lillian and the omega etiquette classes she'd been forced to attend.

The conversation between Kara and Lena about the tattoo would have gone like this:

"Hey, did you know that you had a tattoo? Like, on your lower back?"

"... Yes."

"Oh, right, right. Um... did you know... that I knew that you had a tattoo?"

"I would assume so, considering we did it doggy a few times."

I'd say... a very thinly veiled mutual disrespect that only worsens with each break-up/make-up. Alex won't say anything openly whenever Kara brings Siobhan over, but she and Maggie definitely pull this move a lot:

And something like the following probably happened at one point or another.

The old high school gang plan an outing that involves a long drive, and Alex packs just enough so that Siobhan can't fit in the car. She's all, "Oh no... I guess you can't come."

Without breaking eye contact with Alex, Siobhan simply calls out, "Babe, get out. We're taking my car. You drive."

Kara gets out of the car without a word, with Siobhan giving Alex a little wave behind her back and Alex staring daggers right back.

It’s very straightforward and simple because it was technically for my eyes only, but I think it illustrates why Kara and Siobhan aren’t a good match.

Enjoy, friends. 

Adam Grant approached Kara at a bloc party. He made her laugh and introduced her to his friends, and it’s the first time Kara didn’t feel lonely at NCU.

He was a considerate boyfriend. The kind with warm eyes and warmer hands. The kind that would drop by Kara’s dorm when she was having a bad day, armed with a box of doughnuts and her favorite movies. The kind that would accept coffee with a beaming smile no matter how tired he was after pulling an all-nighter.

Like Kara, Adam enjoyed kissing and they did it enough. And when Kara was reluctant to let things progress further than oral, he was understanding.

Kara spent her Thanksgiving break gushing all about Adam to anyone who would listen, and she only checked Siobhan’s various social media accounts on the rarest of occasions.

When Kara and Adam eventually had sex for the first time, it was admittedly a little awkward. But they took things slow and cuddled afterwards, so it wasn’t terrible. In fact, it got better each time.

Two weeks before winter break, Kara received a call from someone unexpected, maybe even a little unwanted. But she excused herself and took the call anyway.

Siobhan was upset, having just been dumped by her boyfriend—a tall, handsome alpha whom Kara had very briefly Facebook-stalked only a few months prior. Then through all the cursing and tears, Siobhan told Kara that she missed her, and just like that, Kara felt her heart break open like a series of overwhelmed floodgates. And Siobhan wouldn’t let her go until Kara admitted that she missed her too. They ended the call by making plans to catch up once they were both back at Midvale.

They met at their usual brunch place, greeted each other with a tentative hug, with Kara practically swooning at the familiar smell of Siobhan’s perfume. They ate and caught up, and Siobhan took the time to listen and ask questions more often than she would have when they were still together.

Throughout the meal, Siobhan touched Kara’s hand a total of five times, with no good excuse to speak of. Kara’s heart ached each time.

When they said their goodbyes, Siobhan held Kara a few seconds longer than appropriate, then placed a very chaste kiss at the corner of her mouth. The entire drive home, Kara kept her fingers pressed to the spot, maintaining the pressure, desperate to recreate the feeling of Siobhan’s lips against her skin.

That night, Kara broke up with Adam Grant over the phone without much explanation, and she let Siobhan tug her into bed the very next day. And it kept happening—again and again, all throughout break—and they both let it.

“Be careful,” Alex told her once, when she caught Kara dressing up for yet another outing with Siobhan.

“We’re using protection,” Kara said.

“That’s not what I meant,” Alex returned with a sigh. “And you know it.”

Kara just shrugged.

She and Siobhan continued to remain in contact despite returning to their respective schools, and it really felt like it would work this time around.

“Oops! Oops! Sorry!” 

“God-dammit...” 

“... You know... this is kinda hot.” 

“No, it’s not.” 

“Well, what about this?” 

“No.” 

“... This?” 

“No.” 

“Oh! How about—”

Well, Lena would definitely be the one buying the nuggets as much as Kara would be the one inhaling all 400 of them at once. 

"Well... There are other kinds of dumplings... I'd just have to branch out to other cultures, which should be easy enough..." Kara says slowly. "And calzones wouldn't be the perfect substitute for pizza, of course, 'cause what can beat pizza? But I can deal."

Lena gently turns Kara's face toward her, cradling her chin with delicate fingers, pressing a kiss to the strong jawline. "I'd never make you choose, love."

"But I'd choose you," Kara murmurs.

"Okay," Lena whispers right back with a small smile.

"Okay."

A loud and exaggerated groan interrupts the intimate exchange before it can progress any further. "Oh, come on! Sex with Luthor ain't that great," Sam says, rolling her eyes. "Jesus Christ..."

Kara just laughs. "You asked."