“So,” Alex’s Eyes Flick From One Blonde To The Other. She Doesn’t Even Have It Left In Her To

“So,” Alex’s eyes flick from one blonde to the other. She doesn’t even have it left in her to be surprised. “She’s from another Earth?”

“And the future,” both Karas say at the same time. Kara, this Earth’s Kara, looks a little bit awed at the almost identical version of herself standing beside her.

There are differences, of course. This other Kara is older, though it’s hard to tell by how much thanks to Kryptonian physiology.

There are a series of lines in the corners of her eyes, and more freckles on her cheeks. Her hair is blonder than Kara’s, almost silver at the front on one side.

Despite wearing sweatpants and a threadbare MIT sweatshirt, she looks poised in a way Kara hasn’t quite mastered yet, almost regal.

Alex sighs.

“Must be Tuesday.”

Kara gives herself a tour of the tower. Apparently on Older Kara’s earth they work out of an abandoned castle somewhere. She won’t reveal too much, says it can be dangerous to talk too much about it, in case some things overlap.

They get along well, sharing matching grins as Kara leads them from room to room. A box of Brainy’s donuts are discovered in the kitchen and soon both Kara’s have full bellies and icing on their fingers. It’s kind of nice, actually.

Older Kara tell her that she thinks a fifth dimensional imp has something to do with her ending up here, and Kara nods along, knowing all about it.

“Lena can help,” Kara says casually as they enter the lab, where Lena sits among a series of spell books and equipment. She’s leaning heavily on one elbow, face down turned to the page she’s reading in a kind of concentration that makes her miss their entrance.

Her hair is pulled up into a quick bun, a few pieces slipping out around her face, and she has a pair of thick rimmed glasses perched on her nose that Kara knows she’s started needing to read the tiny print in her mother’s spell book.

She looks comfortable in the bubble of her lab, and as beautiful as she has ever been.

Older Kara pauses beside her, the easy posture she had adopted during their tour transforming into stony stillness.

“Lena,” she breathes. When Kara turns to look she sees her own jaw flexed tight, eyes wide and shining with what looks like shock but might also be tears.

It’s enough to get Lena’s attention and she turns to acknowledge them, looking from one Kara to the other with a raised eyebrow.

“Alternate dimension?” she asks easily, slipping her glasses up into her forehead to see them properly. Kara nods, eyes still trained on the older version of herself who is in turn still staring at Lena.

Lena nods.

“Cool. Hi,” Lena offers to the other Kara with a kind smile, dimples flashing, brain clearly already spinning with questions and curiosities.

Older Kara swallows thickly, and Kara’s brow crinkles. She looks from her to Lena who just shrugs.

“Hi,” Older Kara manages after too long, but then she’s clearing her throat, blinking something away as her posture loosens a little bit. “Sorry, uh. Hi. Hi, Lena.”

Her name sounds different on this Kara’s tongue, and Kara wonders why.

An awkward moment passes and then Lena stands from her stool. Green eyes zero in on Older Kara’s sweatshirt for just a moment, a flicker of something crossing her face just long enough for Kara to catch it.

Then Lena is looking between the two Karas before her and smiling again.

“Okay, then. Science or magic?”

They use both.

It’s simple enough once Lena has the details. She alters the transmat-portal watch to create fifth dimensional wormholes, muttering a few words over the now well used technology.

Older Kara never looks away from her. Kara never looks away from Older Kara looking at her. It’s a lot of staring.

At one point Alex comes to check on them, a cup of coffee steaming in one hand, looks between the three of them and shakes her head.

“Nope. No energy for whatever this is today,” and she turns right back around and walks out.

Lena solves the problem in an hour and when she holds up the watch with a bit of a smirk both Karas cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink.

The Karas are talking in hushed whispers on the balcony landing. Lena watches them with interest from the seat at her desk, unable to hear what they’re saying with her human ears.

Older Kara continues to look a little too serious. Kara — her Kara — looks confused and then bashful and then quietly devastated.

Lena’s halfway to standing, ready to go make sure she’s okay, when Alex pipes up beside her.

“Let’s just give them a minute.”

Lena nods, and sinks back to her stool, fingers tapping an irregular rhythm against the tabletop while they wait. After a few more minutes of whispering together and a long hug in which four arms flex and squeeze with all the strength they have, the Karas come to stand before her.

“She’s ready,” Kara says, and her voice scratches in her throat like she might cry. Now she’s the one who can’t look away from Lena.

It makes Lena want to reach out and smooth a thumb against the line between her eyebrows, but she controls herself. Instead she presses her thumb against the button on the side of the watch.

A vortex of blue appears in the center of the room.

“Thanks for stopping by,” Alex waves off the older version of her sister.

“Bye, Kara,” Lena says easily, hoping to ease whatever fear has recently settled on Kara’s face, and both Karas hands flex at the same time, curling into self soothing fists.

“Bye, Lena,” Older Kara blinks quickly a few times, and after a long moment tears her eyes away from Lena to look at Kara.

“Don’t miss your chance,” Older Kara says seriously and two sets of matching blue eyes share a look that goes over Lena’s head.

Older Kara nods once, casts one last long look at Lena, and then disappears through the portal in a swirl of blue energy.

“What was that about?” Lena says, trying to keep her tone light amidst the weird lingering tension. She can’t imagine what would have Kara looking so grave.

Kara has her hands on her hips, brow furrowed. She stares after the older version of herself until all that remains are wisps of blue magic.

Lena looks at her expectantly, raising both eyebrows.

“Kara?”

Kara turns to her then, blue eyes shining with an unguarded intensity that burns like stars.

“I’m in love with you.”

Lena blinks back at her, lips parting slightly. From beside her Alex let’s out a low whistle.

Alex’s coffee cup hits the table and she pushes out her stool, heading for the elevator without giving either of them a second glance and muttering to herself.

“Oh, yep. Definitely not enough energy for this today.”

Enough to go Around

For katieisagoddess who asked for Kalex to AgentSuperCorp. Kara and Alex are together, but no one knows except Eliza and J’onn. They go on a date one night, and Lena sees them (she’s not mad that Kara didn’t tell her about being Supergirl) doesn’t quite catch that they’re leaving a date, asks Kara out on a date. Kara and Alex share a look, tell her that they’re actually dating, then offer to have her join them.

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Alex stared down the women across from her.

Why did the stupid alien have to be so damn attractive?

More importantly, why did their resident billionaire philanthropist also have to be so attractive as well? Lena was looking between them as if she were watching a tennis match.

Between the two of them, Alex was glad she had her training to fall back on. She would lament to Kara over the situation later. The billionaire in question was her best friend after all.

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vaellis1994

5 years ago

Just Something I Really Want To Share On Here Because It’s Important.

Just something I really want to share on here because it’s important.

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vaellis1994

2 years ago

Cursed mostly crack au nonsense.

The real reason Palpatine hates Obi-wan so much is Not because he's the Master of the Chosen One™ and therefore in the way of his plans. Oh no.

Sheev Palpatine hates Obi-wan because Obi-wan turned him down when he asked him on a date. Sheev was like 'cute redhead that can hold an intelligent and scathing conversation. Score'. He thinks they'll go on a few dates and as a bonus he can convince Obi-wan to go Dark.

But Obi-wan always gets 'weird old man' vibes from him and politely declines.

Of course Palpatine is offended that Obi-wan turned him down. Hes a catch. Anyone would be flattered to go on a date with him. How dare he! What do you mean he's fucked the Organas?? What do they have that i dont?!

So starts the long passive aggressive murder attempts.

Except. Every once in a while Palpatine tries to shoot his shot again. Its a matter of pride. He hints that maybe these assassins will go away if Obi-wan agrees to go on a date with him.

Obi-wan is like 'ah. Youre one of Those types' and doubles down on declining Palpatines date invites. Not once does it occur to him to Tell Anybody what Palpatine is doing.

This continues for a Long time. Then, midway through the war Padme pulls Anakin to the side and asks very politely if Anakin would talk to his good friend Palpatine about leaving Obi-wan alone. Anakin, having had no idea anything was going on, asks wtf shes talking about. So padme explains that during one of her and Obi-wans friendly bitching Tea dates that Obi-wan let slip that the Chancellor was trying to pressure him into a relationship by using his position of power over the republic, the Jedi, and Anakin himself. Obi-wan usually wouldnt have said anything but one of the assassins shot at one of his men instead of him and thats 'a step too far' and Obi-wan is a sleep deprived irritated mess.

Anakin of course goes a little unhinged at this information. No one threatens his brother-dad like that. So he goes to confront Palpatine, because maybe it's been a misunderstanding, but maybe it hasn't been.

So he confronts Palpatine, who doesn't deny it and instead makes his biggest mistake. He asks anakin to convince Obi-wan to agree. The 'Or Else' isn't said, it isn't even really implied, but Anakin hears it anyway. And he remembers what that kind of thing means on Tatooine.

Anakin goes even more unhinged. Theres a misunderstanding between Anakin and Palpatine where Palpatine thinks Anakin has figured him out as a sith but Anakin just thinks he's a predator. It turns into a fight.

There are explosions and saber duels and lightening.

When the dust clears Palpatine is dead and Anakin has curled himself around Obi-wan like 'its okay, he's dead now. He can't threaten you ever again'. Obi-wan is like 'thank you. I love you. But wut?'.

Both are sent off on a long vacation. Anakin because he was being groomed by a Sith lord and because the stress from the war has clearly caused something to snap. Obi-wan because he was being romantically pursued by a Sith Lord, the stress from the war, and because Anakin wont let him out of his sight.

Of course Ahsoka and the 212th and 501st go with them. Padme stays behind to help girlboss the Senate into getting their shit together.

Cody is a little salty he didn't get a chance to kick Palpatine in the dick (Its also a codywan au), but he claps Anakin on the shoulder and goes 'Good job son'. Anakin cries.

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