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Hello I'm Sophie. She/Her. I'm a big fan of Supergirl, Rizzoli and Isles, Warehouse 13, Xena Warrior Princess, Once Upon A Time, Person of Interest, Criminal Minds, and many other shows, with a dash of sexy here and there =] Love is love and I hope everyone is having a wonderful day =]

the touched heart madly stirs (COMPLETE)

This self-indulgent Ancient Greece AU is finally done after I spent like 2 years thinking about it and way too long actually writing it, and I hope the finale is satisfying!

She’s been parted from Lena for over three full months by the time change comes.

Kara is woken not to the usual bright discomfort of her lead dome, but to sight and sound. It’s still the darkest part of the night, and she glances at the place where Clark usually stands watch only to find it empty, the dome turned over and still rolling slowly over the flagstones. And someone is standing over her in the dark. A woman, Kara thinks - she can’t make out the details for a few long seconds, her eyes still adjusting, but her suspicion is confirmed when her liberator speaks.

“Get up. Now.”

“Wh – who are you?” Kara asks, swinging her legs out of bed and trying to orient herself to the situation. The woman remains terse.

“A friend. Put these on.”

A soft bundle is thrust at Kara’s chest – a dark hood and cloak, and a plain chiton. She frowns.

“What’s going on? Is this some kind of trap to get me to try and escape? Because I’m not putting Lena in danger just to -”

“Do you want to see her or not, Orpheus?”

HAPPY PRIDE, FRIENDS!!

Masks off

Jennifer (JJ) jareau x Emily Prentiss

Tw: internalized homophobia

Summary: JJ has a hard time coming to terms with her sexuality.

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It started off slow, so slow that she didn’t even notice at first. She just chalked it off as nerves.

JJ was tasked with briefing and showing around the new agent, Emily Prentiss. When there was four sharp knocks at her office door, she called out for the women to come in. Her heart dropped for a moment and her stomach clenched.

Nerves. It’s what she told herself. But when she looked at the way Emily’s lips moved up to make a obviously rehearsed smile or her eyes moved around the room taking in the new environment she couldn’t help but stare.

The way Emily’s shirt hugged her skin or the way no hair was out of place, it made JJ’s skin crawl.

It happened again when Emily started to speak Arabic. She was so smart and already caught the eye of Gideon, which was a hard thing to accomplish.

Again though, it had to be nerve. She just missed her friend. Elle was gone and now a new agent was in her spot. In her chair; at her desk.

That’s all. Obviously.

As Emily spent more time as a member of the team, JJ learned to suppress the feelings and Emily and herself became inseparable.

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Every now and then the feelings and awkwardness would come back though.

After a tiring case they went up to their motel room, that they had to share. The motel rooms they shared is where JJ truly got to know Emily. The real Emily. Trip by trip JJ felt herself pulling pieces of Emily’s guard down.

It was around midnight and they both were wobbling around exhausted and probably smelly.

“I call showering first!” Emily exclaimed. JJ laughed and obliged.

The double bathroom doors were wooden with class stripes in the middle. JJ seemed to be more concerned about that than Emily did because when JJ looked up from unpacking her pajamas she saw a glimpse of Emily’s naked hip.

Immediately she looked away but the feeling in her stomach remained for a while.

-

It happened again on the jet when Emily fell asleep on JJ’s shoulder. At first it made JJ chuckle. Derek made a comment about how her neck was going to hurt when she woke up. Then it made JJ concerned. So she gently woke Emily up.

“Hey Em, put your legs up.” She whispered, as not the disturb her anymore then she’d already done.

Sleepily Emily did as she was told so her upper body fell to JJ’s lap. Looking at Emily it brought up feelings JJ had tried to suppress.

Now it made JJ uncomfortable. Looking at the women who always had a mask on, take that mask off made JJ’s stomach flip. Emily’s guard was down and she looked at peace.

JJ thought it was a beautiful picture.

-

She thought it was in her head. But then she caught Emily’s longing glances or the kind and thoughtful tasks she did that JJ never had to ask for.

Their hands touched a lot. To much to be accidental.

She found herself caring for Emily a exceptional amount. More than a normal friend. When Emily went into that basement and she got hit in the head with that piece of wood, JJ didn’t leave her side.

Wouldn’t even let her go home alone. She showed up to her apartment with take out and a hug. They spent the night watching movies and giggling. Their hands touched a lot then but the alcohol she’d drink prior prevented her from caring so much.

She actually forgot why she cared so much in the first place. Emily moved to snuggle closer as she got tired and JJ leaned down to kiss her nose.

Emily sat up. The last pieces of the mask protecting Emily from pain disappeared. Looking directly at JJ, Emily kissed her back. It was soft and sweet.

Soon they drifted off to sleep together. When JJ woke up she was alone. She couldn’t clearly remember what had happened last night (or that’s what she told herself at least) but she can remember the feelings she had.

Has.

No. It’s wrong. Not right, she thought. It’s gross and unnatural. When Emily got back from the bathroom, she immediately recognized the withdrawal so she matched the energy.

The morning ended awkwardly.

-

Eventually JJ met Will. She thought she liked him. She hadn’t thought about Emily in that way for a long time. She was just confused.

She loved Will, she realized that now and her and Emily were good. Best friends. Only.

Now she’s pregnant. JJ had always wanted to have kids. Everything was perfect. Will proposed and they went to a courthouse the next morning. Afterwards they had a small get together. Everything Was perfect, until she had to go and mess it up.

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Emily and Reid were being held captive. JJ couldn’t function; she couldn’t breath or think. All she thought about was Emily.

They all heard her getting beaten and she thought she was going to be sick. When the building blew up she saw Reid stumble out and she hugged him tightly but Emily didn’t come out.

Reid and her walked forward, holding their breath.

JJ, who was not allowed to go farther than a few feet due to her very pregnant belly ran (to the best of her ability) when she saw a brunette women emerge from the rubble.

Derek reached her first and they walked over to where her and Reid were being held back.

Emily immediately embraced Reid in a hug, then turned to JJ.

Their hug was different. Intimate and long.

“Im so glad your okay.” JJ whispered in Emily’s neck.

-

It was that night she realized what she was. Who she was. It scared her to no end. It made her head hurt to think about the logistics and consequences of her stupid feelings.

She made a commitment, was starting a family. JJ laid next to her husband and she cried. When he asked what was wrong she lied. JJ knew she had to tell Will and she wouldn’t cheat on him anymore than she already is.

JJ went to go talk to Emily. It didn’t end well.

Once JJ told Emily how she felt, she broke out a huge smile. She cupped JJ’s face and leaned in to kiss her. Emily let go when JJ pulled away before she could kiss her. And embarrassed blushed creeped up Emily’s neck.

“When are you gonna tell Will?” She questioned, hopefully.

JJ looked back at her confused, “I can’t tell him.” She let go of Emily’s hands.

“JJ-“ Emily started.

“No Emily you don’t get it, I can’t.” Her tone raised.

“JJ then why did you tell me?” Emily too raised her tone. Before JJ could speak again she continued. “I’ve been waiting for you for nearly three years. Now you tell me you love me and want to be with me, but you can’t tell Will.”

“So why the hell did you tell me? Just to make me feel like more of an idiot for falling in love with a straight girl?!” Emily yelled.

JJ being pregnant and hormonal she felt her eyes water before leaving Emily’s apartment abruptly.

-

JJ gave birth to Henry and went to start her maternity leave with Will. She felt so guilty for the way she was. For what she was doing to Will and Emily but this break gave her time to gain perspective.

A few weeks in to her maternity leave, she went to visit the team. To show off the baby and see how her team was doing. Emily seemed to be okay around her. Her eyes swam with silent apologies whenever they made eye contact.

JJ snuck off with Hotch, leaving the baby with the rest of the group. In his office, she sat on his couch and he sat next to her.

“What’s wrong JJ?” He questioned.

“I um I think-“ she sighs cutting herself off. “My mom sent me to this Christian camp for girls when I was younger.”

“I didn’t remember why or what even happed until a few weeks ago. It was to brainwash queer girls into being straight.” She gaged the look on his face before continuing but when it was the same as it was before she kept going.

“She caught me with my friend, Aniya Anderson in the 7th grade and I thought being with a girl was unnatural and gross but..”

“But now all I wanna do is be with one.”

“Is there one in particular?” He questioned, a knowing look in his eyes.

“Yeah.” She whispered. “But I don’t know what to do because of Will and Henry. Hotch please tell me what to do.”

“Jayje, you already know what to do. And whatever you do the team and myself will support it. Including Emily.” He patted her shoulder, comfortably.

“I don’t wanna hurt him. Or disappoint her, I’m the only daughter she has left.” JJ found herself tearing up.

“You shouldn’t be hurt anymore also. Being with someone you don’t love and hating yourself will just end your marriage anyway. But it’ll be longer and more painful. You’ve got to think of yourself, not your mother.”

He knits his eyebrows together and adds, “if your mother doesn’t approve then do you really want her in your life anyway?”

JJ knows what she has to do now.

She shakes her head no. “Thanks Hotch.” She whips a few tears from her cheeks and stands.

“Now let’s go back before Derek drops him or something.” Hotch wraps a arm around JJ.

-

JJ tells Will that they need to talk. JJ’s head spins along with her stomach as the nerves threaten to eat her alive.

They sit on the couch, and already tears are escaping JJ’s eyes. Will places a hand on JJ’s cheek, tenderly.

“What’s the matter love?“ he says with a think Louisiana accent and the nickname makes JJ cry more.

She tells him the story of the church conversion camp and he lovingly rubs her back. She starts with an apology. So many apologies.

“JJ you’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” He kisses her cheek.

“I’m in love with Emily.” She just blurts out.

The silence is thick and painful.

Will looks stunned and hurt.

“I didn’t know, when I first met you, I truly thought I loved you romantically but I just.. I can’t. Will I’m so so sorry.” More tears fell from her eyes as she felt her mask peel off her skin. Completely showing herself to the world.

After a few moments of silence JJ begged wills to say something, anything.

“I’m sorry that happened to you JJ.. and I’m not mad I just.. I’m processing.” He looked at the wall in front of him and JJ felt the comforting hand he had on her shoulder vacate.

“We will work this out so Henry has two present parents… we can still be friends right?” Will chuckled before a few tears also escaped his eyes.

“Yes of course we will.” JJ engulfed him a tight hug.

-

Four sharp knocks on Emily’s door made her leave her couch to see who it was. She was surprised to see JJ.

JJ could only imagine how bad she looked. Her eyes swollen and red; her face puffy. Emily looked concerned and confused when she opened the door.

Once JJ was face to face with Emily she reached her hands to cup Emily’s face.

“My turn.” She whispered and leaned into kiss Emily. This kiss wasn’t as soft and sweet. It was desperate and hot.

Pulling way for air, Emily questioned JJ with her eyes.

“I told Will.” She said out of breath, close to Emily’s face, and still holding on to her as if she would float away.

“And?” Emily smiled,

“And I’m tired of pretending to be someone I’m not.” JJ pulled Emily in for another kiss, then both smiling though out it.

With time both women’s masks were fully removed, no longer hiding from each other. From themselves.

An Angel In Disguise

After taking care of a sick Reid he repays you with the same nasty cold he had. Who will take care of you? (jennifer jareau x reader)

Word Count: 1718

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You awoke to the sound of your alarm screeching on your bedside table, demanding to be dealt with. A soft groan escaped your lips, but it quickly turned to a bone rattling cough as you shifted to slap the offending machine. Unfortunately, the movement sent a wave of dizziness through your head that sent spots blurring in your vision. 

The idea of calling in sick made your blood boil, but you had no idea if you could make it to the bathroom, muchless to work. Never before had you realized that sitting up could be such a miserable task. Not only did the dizziness return tenfold, but so did an insane amount of pain that you truly were not prepared for. 

Where do we go now?

Final part.

Supergirl, Baby Danvers, Lena Luthor x Reader, Kara Danvers x B!D, Alex Danvers x B!D

Word Count: 3500.

They are working hard to bring Kara back. You’ll give them that. They’ve been running around the Tower tirelessly for days. You try and help here and there, but you’re not usually much of a help and with all of this, you’re basically a worthless sack of nothing.

Which is a hard thing to feel, especially in this situation. Knowing that you can’t do anything to bring your sister back, to save her from the nightmare she must be living, the nightmare you all have been living without her around.

“You’re not useless.” It’s what therapist Kelly tells you to repeat to yourself like a mantra. But it’s easy for her to say when she just got a new suit and a cool hero name.

So you stay in the Tower, walking around the place like a damn ghost. Seeing Kara everywhere, but at the same time nowhere around. 

Alex finally takes pity on you and tells you to go help out in the lab, because Brainy could use some extra pair of hands, and you have those and are eager to be at service. But it’s not Brainy you find, once you make your way there. 

Doppelgänger

Supergirl, Lena Luthor x Reader!

Word count: 2730.

Notes: Inspired by Joshua Bassett's song :)

“Hey, Y/N!” Your favorite barista says an excited hello to you when your time comes in line. “The usual?”

“Yes, Maddie, thanks.” You smile, glad she knows what your usual is, and that she is always so chipper when she sees you. 

“Oh, Lena is at that table.” She points and you follow her long fingers to the person she is pointing to. Your heart stops in the tracks. Shit. You did not calculate you’d see her here. Though, it was kind of naive of you to think you wouldn’t, when this is the closest coffee shop to L Corp. Thus why you so frequently came to meet her here.

“Oh, um, right. Thanks.” You force a smile out, wondering how to break it to the barista that you two are not together anymore. It sounds like it’s too much information to give out, so you just bite your tongue, pointing at a muffin. “I’ll have one of those as well.”

“Ok!” She makes quick work of giving it to you and letting you pay for your food, while you give space to the next person in line. 

You look up one more time. Lena has her back turned at you, so she won’t see you unless she is curious about what’s behind her. But she is definitely too focused working on her tablet, so you know it’s up to you if you want to talk to her. 

You breathe deep, wondering whether you should. It’s been a while, and yet not long enough. She might be totally over you, or she might be exactly where you are, not as over her as you thought you were.

Someone calls your name, and your attention is drawn back to your coffee. You give the barista an embarrassed smile while collecting it, and choose a table far from the one Lena is. 

Because you can’t get any closer. Your hands press down the cup a little too strong and a splash of hot coffee flies out of the lid and into your hands. What are you doing? Why are you being so creepy and why can’t you breathe, when the woman you loved (love, still) is right there and you can just walk up to her and say hi?

Broken Melody - Part Sixty One

Summary: Grammy Award winning Emma Danvers is the first to say she has a pretty good life. But what happens when it implodes around her and it looks like things will never be the same again?

Words: 7k

Warnings: Angst, fluff, emotions... the usual

Pairings: Alex Danvers x Sam Arias, Kara Danvers x OC

This Part: The Superfriends continue to try and help Emma and figure out the best steps forward.

Sooooo sorry for not posting in forever. I moved out to the channel islands and tried to settle into this new job.... Now I got covid! But I'm on the mend. Please let me know what you think as it does mean soooo much to me.

Remember, you are loved, you are enough and you are important.

Thank you for reading and let me know if you wanna be tagged or any general feedback will be greatly appreciated. Please! I like knowing your thoughts.

Hey, can i request "kiss me and youll find out" with lena? thx anyhow

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"Lena Luthor, nice to see you as always," you say from behind the bar stand, pulling out a wine glass and a very expensive bottle of wine.

"You know me so well Y/N," she chuckles at you not even needing to ask what she wants.

"To be fair you are my only customer who can afford anything from the top shelf," you joke as you pour her a drink.

"So how has your night been?" She asks.

"I've only had to break up one drunken fight so it's been a good night," you crack, "I saw you on the news again today, you're developing a new cancer treatment right?"

"In theory it'll be less invasive for patients and far less expensive but my research and development team have hit a few snags," she explains.

"You'll figure it out, you're like the smartest person in the world," you tell her.

"Thank you Y/N but smartest person in the world might be a bit of a stretch," she says with a slight blush.

"You own one of the most advanced medical and tech companies in the world, you are definitely in the running."

"Another beer Y/N and put it on my tab," one of your regulars says, breaking your conversation.

You slide a beer across the counter and turn your attention back to Lena.

"I was supposed to take my break twenty minutes ago, you want to go to the back alley with me? I'm sorry that sounded really creepy. I mean I got an extra sandwich if you want it and could use some company," you laugh nervously.

"I forgot to eat dinner so I would love a sandwich," she smiles.

You two head to the alley behind the bar, sitting on the boxes you set up as makeshift chairs.

"I'm sure this is equally as glamorous as your usual dinners," you tease as you both eat the sandwiches you had made.

"Oh yeah, every high end restaurant in town has flies and the smell of rotten fish," she chuckles.

"That would be courtesy of the seafood market two doors down, let's just say their two for one tuna sale didn't do very well."

"I don't mind, it's nice just being here with you," she tells you.

"I'm sure you say that to every bartender that gives you a homemade sandwich," you joke.

"Only the cute ones," she replies.

"So you think I'm cute?" You grin.

"Very."

"And what would you say if I've been wanting to ask you out on a date since the first time you walked into my bar?" You say boldly.

"Kiss me and you'll find out," she says, inching closer to you.

You meet her halfway and kiss her, a slight taste of mayo leftover on her lips.

"Ask me how my night has been now," you say with a smirk.

"How's your night been Y/N?" She says playing along.

"The best night of my life," you say, kissing her again.

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What Would An Angel Say, The Devil Wants to Know Finale (Lena Luthor x Reader)

Summary: The aftermath of choices made.

Words: 1173

Warnings: mentions of death, language

A/N: A finale to our epic tale of sacrifice and heartache. This is the true end, despite the belief it ended a part ago. It all ends here, babes.

-X-

You hadn’t expected to still be able to feel things after death. You always assumed you’d simply stop. No longer existing. Thinking. Feeling.

Yet here you were, floating in the darkness of consciousness as you awaited your final thought. It was strange, anticipation flooding your mind as you waited for the proverbial swing of death to remove you from existence. It was almost like you still had the weight of your limbs; your body. But you should be ash by now, so it had to be your imagination coping with death.

Right?