a beautiful headcanon I have that I daydream about on the regular is lena luthor having yet another terrible day because of something family related and inviting kara out so she can try to forget about it with the help of her kind, adorable, beautiful friend but she’s so focused on trying to play it off as her being totally fine that she has way too many drinks and kara ends up having to take her home (funnily enough kara roughly kept up with her on drinks but still looks and acts as perfectly as always…)
anyway, lena’s stumbling around her own house with kara basically shielding her from herself by waddling along behind her until lena abruptly stops, turns around, and inexplicably starts crying into kara’s arms, babbling about whatever awful thing her mother or lex has done, and kara is almost instantly whispering consolations into her hair, all the soft promises she usually makes while she holds her friend tight. and once lena is done crying but still pretty drunk, she pulls apart from kara and finally notices, now that she’s holding onto her, how fucking ripped her friend is. like buff af. and she absentmindedly squeezes at kara’s biceps a couple of times in awe while kara is blushing ridiculously hard.
“The light of the stars in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring… Arwen, daughter of Elrond, in whom it was said that the likeness of Lúthien had come on Earth again; and she was called Undómiel, for she was the Evenstar of her people.”
“It was an evil doom that set her in his path. For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of qeens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that i saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel.”