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“Supergirl and Lena coming out to the public with a photoshoot with James that they publish in a CatCo edition for pride month.” from @draconicdivinity


Snapper is utterly unfazed by Kara’s pitch.

A Pride Month edition of CatCo – something Cat Grant herself started years ago – this time featuring National City’s hottest new couple.

A Super and a Luthor.

Finally ready to acknowledge that they’re a couple. That they’re wildly in love.

Lena, secure enough to know that Kara – that Supergirl – hell, that her girlfriend, her girlfriend, will not let her down. Will not love her then leave her, in the public spotlight, no less.

Kara, trusting Lena’s ability to care for herself enough to know that she can handle herself if any threats come down on her for this.

Lena, ready to face her mother’s wrath. Again.

Kara, ready to respond at any and all moments to the call watch Winn had made for Lena – modeled on the one Clark had given James – so that Supergirl will never be the reason Lena is hurt.

“Better spruce up on your ability to write about yourself in the third person, Danvers,” he grumbles, but his almost invisible, wry grin weaves entire tales of the way he lost the bet he had with Cat Grant about when Supergirl and Lena Luthor would be ready to go public with their relationship.

With themselves.

Her hands are shaking the morning James meets them in the studio for their photoshoot, and Lena stills them with her own, with soft kisses to each knuckle.

“We don’t have to do this, Kara,” she tells her for perhaps the hundredth time. “It’s alright if you’re not ready, if – “

“No, no, that’s not it, Lena. I just… Sara isn’t a superhero on this Earth, so… so on this Earth, there really aren’t out queer superheroes. What if everyone starts thinking that I – I don’t know – that I’m the only way to be bi? All that representation, all on me…”

She sighs and she relishes the way Lena listens.

Listens with her full body, her full attention.

This woman who practically lives in her office; this woman who is constantly working, and loves it; this woman whose mind is constantly everywhere at once, who is always so busy that focus is a relative thing.

This woman is focusing, entirely, on her girlfriend, and it sends pleasant tingles down Kara’s spine. It almost makes her stop breathing.

The intensity of what it means to have Lena Luthor pay full attention to her. Her girlfriend, yes, but god, what a powerhouse of a woman.

Kara giggles suddenly, and Lena arches an eyebrow.

“You’re like a superhero, too, you know,” she tells Lena, who laughs open and loud because her girlfriend is utterly ridiculous.

Neither of them notice James clicking away, snapping impromptu photographs of them, incomplete makeup jobs be damned.

These will be better, anyway.

Kara with her hands in Lena’s, smiling earnestly, softly, watching her girlfriend laugh.

“No, I mean it! I was just thinking about… about how brilliant you are, and how many times you’ve saved us all, and how…  how proud I am that you even… noticed me, let alone date me.”

“Kara Danvers, I’ve told you before, and I will tell you every day until you understand why,” Lena bites her lip, the laughter gone from her face now. “You are my hero. Not this cape – although I do love your cape – “

They share a private laugh, and Kara blushes almost as red as the cape currently swept to her side for the photoshoot. “ – because I didn’t know you were bulletproof the first time I laid eyes on you. I didn’t have to. You’re special without all…”

She runs her fingers up and down Kara’s arms, up and down her superhero blue. “… without all this.”

The tears stinging Kara’s eyes blink away as she notices – finally – James snapping away.

“We’re not even through with makeup, James!” Kara pouts, and James just laughs.

“I won’t use any shots you both don’t approve of, you know that. But um, Kara, can I talk to you for a second?”

If James were any other ex of Kara’s, Lena might have bristled. But he is so much more than her ex; he’s her family. So when Kara squeezes Lena’s hands and gets up to follow James, Lena watches with a vague smile, because her heart is hammering with the thrill of finally being out together, the thrill of what Kara just told her, the anticipation of the reception of the piece, the relaxing evening Kara mentioned having planned for tonight.

“Listen, I wanted to – “

“Are you sure you’re okay doing this – “

They both stop and they both laugh and look in opposite directions.

James recovers first.

“I am so happy that you’re happy, Kara. And I’m glad Snapper assigned me to this. It’s a big deal, and it’s… honestly, Kara, it’s an honor. Look.” He shows her the feed from his camera, what he’s taken so far, and Kara gasps.

Lena, running her fingers tenderly down Kara’s suited-up arms.

Lena, hands mixed up with Kara’s, staring at her intently, so intently, that the picture alone makes Kara squirm with delight, with heat, with joyful humility.

Lena, tossing her head back and laughing, with Kara looking at her like she’s the most beautiful woman in the galaxy. And she would know.

“James, they’re beautiful,” she whispers, and he smiles.

“You’re beautiful together, Kara,” he tells her, and Lena’s the one who snaps a picture with her phone when she hugs him.

The rest of the afternoon is full of laughter, full of Kara trying to be intimidating and finally admitting that Alex pulls off the hands-on-hips thing much more confidently than Kara can.

Full of Lena stepping into classic Supergirl poses – eyes serious, arms crossed across her chest; chin tilted upwards, hands on her hips – with Kara, jaw dropped, eyes wide, next to her, a heady combination of amused and turned on.

“Told you you’re a superhero, you do the poses better than me!” Kara stammers when she finds words again, and Lena just laughs, just kisses her cheek, just whispers into her ear about Kara doing the important poses just fine, and the next series of photos is of a blushing, spluttering Supergirl and the human woman who can reduce the unflappable hero into a pile of mush.

When Kara tries to imitate the crisp, efficient, brilliant stance that Lena has at the studio desk, simulating her role as CEO of L Corp, James grins and sighs behind the camera, already anticipating the teasing about that desk that’s going to come from Alex and Maggie and Winn.

And probably some of the social media feeds, as well.

But all of that is inevitable. They’ve discussed it all, they’ve processed it all.

And they’re ready for it all. Together.

So when James still hasn’t quite found a cover photo yet, the one he takes when Kara pulls Lena close and gathers her into her arms – when they’re lost in each other’s eyes so deeply that it seems like they’ve forgotten they’re in a studio, that Kara’s feet might lift off the ground at any moment, and they do, slightly, they do – is what he knows will be the winner, what he knows will reach young queer kids and older queer adults, on the cover of a Pride Edition that is bound to need extra printing.

Because National City’s savior and her superhero girlfriend are redefining heroism as looking lovingly, openly, into someone else’s eyes, and that?

That’s something they’re all very ready for.

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Cinderella - She Broke, Homie

Summary: Chris Evans x Reader where the reader goes with Chris to the Oscars and they announce they have been dating in a red carpet interview, then later, while they’re walking the red carpet, she loses her shoe and Chris finds it for her and makes a cheesy Cinderella joke (as requested by @mal4789 and anonymous)
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Together

You’d decided together about what would be best for your relationship. You both wanted to avoid any speculation - so you’d decided to announce that you were dating…at the Oscars.

Once you’d arrived in the limousine, Chris climbed out first and then held out his hand in a gentlemanly fashion to guide you as you also climbed out. You took his hand and smiled; you linked your arm with his once you were on the ground.

“Babe, are you ready for this?” He asked. “We don’t have to if you’re not ready to tell the press.”

“No, I am. I’m ready,” you reassured him. He led the way, through the crowds of people until you reached the part where they took pictures. The line was moving along at a slow pace so that the celebrities in front could stop and let the photographers take pictures. 

You chatted to Chris as the line moved at an agonizingly slow pace, glancing over to the corner where people were doing interviews. It was at this moment that Chris was called. “Chris Evans! Would you mind doing a quick interview?” You bumbled along beside him as he made his way over to the woman who had called him over. “Hi, Chris, Y/N, we’re just going to ask a couple questions, is that okay?”

Chris looked at you and gave a small nod. “Yeah, that’s fine.” Before she could get her coworker to start recording, Chris made sure that she saw he was holding your hand.

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OPHELIA WARREN SPOTTED HOLDING HANDS WITH A MYSTERY MAN WHILE STROLLING THE STREETS OF NEW YORK CITY. COULD THIS BE THE HOTTEST NEW COUPLE OR IS JUST A SUMMER FLING? ALL WE HAVE TO SAY IS PEACE OUT, ARLO. OPHELIA DOESN’T NEED YOU TO RUN THE STREETS OF NYC ESPECIALLY WITH THIS HOTTIE BY HER SIDE.

Crookedly in Love - Chapter Sixteen (A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction)

Chapter Sixteen

Shawn stood at my door, waiting to pick me up to go to the fundraiser event tonight. I was bustling around my room, trying to get on the sleek black dress the wardrobe team picked out for me. My makeup was done, my silver bracelet was on, it was just time to zip up this stiff zipper.

“Jules? You okay in there?” Shawn wondered, as he heard me grumbling through the door.

“Uh, yeah, fine!” I shouted.

The zipper would not budge. I groaned again in frustrating and dropped the zipper.

“Need help?”

“No,” I shook my head, even though he couldn’t see me. I tried one more time to no avail and sighed.

He cleared his throat.

“Fine,” I said, defeated. “Come in.”

He pushed open the door and chuckled, when he saw me reaching around to get at my zipper. He walked closer and put his hands on my shoulder’s to turn me around so my back faced him. His touch was warm, and my stomach fluttered.

He jiggled the zipper and it came loose from where it was caught. He slowly zipped it up until his fingers grazed my neck. My whole body shivered.

I turned around, and he leaned in to kiss me on the lips.

“It’s funny how fast a relationship can change,” I whispered.

He smiled, slightly. “Yeah, it’s weird.”

“I mean, one minute we’re best friends, and the next we’re –”

He cut me off by kissing me again.

“Come on, let’s just go,” he said. He took my hand and pulled me towards the door. We made our way downstairs and there was a limo waiting outside for all of us.

Fifth Harmony, the Vamps, Shawn, Austin, and I all got in and we were seated in this spacious, black car. I looked around, as Camila started popping champagne and passing it around the circle.

Shawn took my hand and held it all the way there.

Before we got out of the car, Shawn held me back. I turned to stare at him.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Just go with the flow out there,” he warned. “There’s going to be a lot of bright camera flashes, and everything’s going to be super overwhelming. But, don’t worry, I’m here.”

I grinned, happily, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Okay,” I breathed.

“And whatever happens, happens.”

“What do you mean?”

“Like,” he continued, “if something weird or unexpected happens, just go with it. Don’t act like you’re phased.”

I nodded. I fixed the curls in my hair and took in a deep breath. As soon as we got out of the limo, people were shouting, screaming my name, Shawn’s name, everyone’s name.

I didn’t know what to do, how to act. I went numb and let Shawn drag me down the carpet.

We stopped to take a picture.

“Smile,” he whispered in my ear, and I did as I was told. I put my arm around his waist and held on tightly.

“Julia, Shawn!” a cameraman yelled. We looked in his direction.

Andrew came up beside Shawn and whispered something in his ear. Shawn nodded, and there was so much other noise I couldn’t hear what he was saying. Shawn turned towards me and I desperately wanted to ask what was going on, but there wasn’t time.

Shawn and I made our way further down the carpet, to the center. Shawn turned to me, and I smiled at him. More flashes.

He leaned in to whisper something. “Julia, just go with the flow, okay?”

I furrowed my eyebrows slightly, but before I could think anything else, he stooped in and pulled me in for a kiss. His hand brushed a strand of hair away from my face, and more flashes went off.

My heart was hammering so hard against my chest. I hardly have kissed him in private yet, and now we were doing it in public for the whole world to see?

Shawn got pulled away to do an interview, and I was left standing there. Brad came over to talk to me, and I was just thankful for a familiar face.

“Hey, how’s it going?” he shouted.

“Fine,” I answered. “This is so crazy.”

“Look,” Brad said, into my ear. “Be careful, okay?”

“Of what?”

“Of Shawn and his manager,” he warned.

“What does that mean?” I was very confused and slightly offended.

“I don’t know. I feel like they’re up to something. I get a weird vibe.”

“Brad, Shawn wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. Trust me, I know him.”

“Okay,” he shrugged.

As he walked away, Andrew put his hand on my back. I looked over at him, and he wordlessly guided me towards Shawn and the interviewer.

I looked up at his manager, and he just nodded towards them. I was supposed to join them? During an interview?

“Oh, and here’s Julia now,” the interviewer, Anna, was saying.

“Yup,” Shawn said, putting his arm around me.

“And how do you feel being the girl everyone envies? I mean you’re dating Shawn Mendes!”

I laughed.

“It’s all so new to me,” I said, looking over at Shawn. “But, we have a strong connection, and I’m excited to see where this goes.”

Shawn smiled at me.

“You guys are the hottest new couple. All the best of luck with you,” Anna grinned. She turned towards the camera and said, “Let us know what you think of Shawn and Julia in the comment section of this video below!”

We left that interview, my fingers intertwined with Shawn’s. I followed him inside the event and we sat down at our numbered table.

He looked over at me and smiled. What Brad said was still lingering in the back of my mind, and I didn’t know why it bothered me so much.

“Shawn,” I started.

“Mm?”

“Brad said something weird to me on the carpet.”

“What?” Shawn sounded slightly annoyed.

“He just…he implied that you and Andrew were plotting something or up to something or had a plan. I can’t remember exactly. But he warned me not to trust Andrew. Or you, I guess. Is there something up?”

He shifted in his seat, looking down at his plate.

“Honestly, Jules, why listen to that guy?” he said, heatedly.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. It just struck a chord with me, but I said you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.”

He nodded.

“I said the right thing, didn’t I?”

“Yup, right answer,” he mumbled. I narrowed my eyes.

“Shawn –”

“Look, Julia, I think it’s just stupid that he’s trying to sabotage our relationship because he’s still hung up on you. Jealous guys or desperate guys will say just about anything to get back what they want.”

I was taken aback by this response.

“Shawn, I don’t think he was doing it with malicious intent –”

“You don’t know guys like I do,” he grumbled.

“Maybe not,” I said.

We sat in awkward silence for a moment. I wished I hadn’t brought that up. I looked over at Shawn, who was picking the tomatoes off his plate. I laughed.

“What?” he wondered.

“Just your hatred for tomatoes,” I answered. “I remember when we were just starting to become friends, you came over for dinner. And my mom had made a salad with tomatoes in it.”

“And you ate all the tomatoes when they weren’t looking,” he answered, hinting at a smile.

“Yeah.”

“Wow, I can’t believe you remember that.”

“Of course I do,” I answered. “It was the first time you came over. And you were wearing that oversized grey sweater you wore for like a month straight. You loved it so much.”

“Oh yeah. But, wait, don’t you have it?”

“You gave it to me, remember?” I asked. He widened his eyes. “Yeah, you gave it to me in a present box for my birthday. You said you were broke.”

We both laughed.

“But, I still have the card you gave me with it. And you said I could wear it so you would always be with me. And if anyone ever gave me any trouble, I could show them the large size of the sweater and say you could beat them up for me.”

He looked over at me, and I expected him to laugh but he didn’t. He just stared at me with such intensity, as if he were seeing me for the first time all over again. As if he never really looked at me before.

“You remember that?” he asked softly.

I nodded. I felt his hands slip into mine.

“Maybe I have liked you for five years,” I replied, looking at the ground nervously. “I just never admitted it to myself because I was scared you didn’t.”

He didn’t say anything. He just pulled my hand and we both stood up.

“Let’s dance,” he said. “It’s a slow song.”

Ed Sheeran’s song “One” was on, and we made our way onto the wooden dance floor. I put my arms around his neck, and he put his around my waist. We danced closely together, as the song played overhead. I could not be any more content than I was at this moment.

Tell me that you turned down the man
Who asked for your hand
‘Cause you’re waiting for me
And I know, you’re gonna be away a while
But I’ve got no plans at all to leave

And would you take away my hopes and dreams and just stay with me?

I couldn’t believe how fast I was falling for him. 

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Takeem Keeps the Party Movin’ at the Teen Choice Award Nominations Concert.

Last night, music’s hottest new couple, Hakeem and Tiana, debuted their bangin’ single “Keep It Movin’” for a packed house at the Teen Choice Awards Live Nominations Concert held at the exclusive Club Laviticus in New York City.

Selena Gomez talks about her 'tremendously big' love and hints at seriousness of The Weeknd romance

Selena Gomez and The Weeknd aka Abel Tesfaye are currently the hottest new couple in the music world and seem to make a romantic pairing as seen from their recent red carpet appearance at the MET Gala. While the Bad Liar singer has not shied away from sharing adorable pictures of the two on Instagram, she has kept mum about the blooming relationship… that is, up until now.

In a recent interview with Miami’s Power 96.5 FM on 25 May (via InStyle), the 24-year-old opened up about the kind of girlfriend she is and hinted at the seriousness of her relationship with Tesfaye. “I’m taken,” she told the show’s host, while not actually mentioning the 27-year-old by name.

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“I’m the kind of girl that loves tremendously big. I just have always been that girl,” she explained. “I will give my heart and my soul to the person that I love. It’s just how I operate. With that comes a lot, you know?”

Right now most of the talk surrounding her is about her love interest, but on the music side, Gomez said she has stopped worrying much about what people say. “I think I spent too much time worrying about what other people have said about me. I just don’t have anything left,” she said. “All my energy goes to the people I love and wanting to make things that make people feel something. So if I make you feel something and that pisses you off, I think that’s the goal. I made you feel something.”

Talking about working with people she loves, she confirmed that she did not collaborate with The Weeknd for her upcoming single In Her Element. “No, no we’re not,” she said. “It’s not true!”

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Hollywoods Hottest New Couple.

Action-Packed Actor Michelle Rodriguez and Possibly the most talked about Super Model in the world right now, Cara Delivigne, have come out as a couple.

Yes, 35-year-old Rodriguez and 21-year-old Delevinge have been the subject of speculation for weeks after they were spotted getting up close and personal at several events.

The pair were seen leaving the Prince Concert on Monday, looking slightly wrecked. As well as managing to upstage the NY Knicks courtside by posing for selfies and basically nibbling each others faces off, again Wrecked. A doting Rodriguez told The Mirror:

“It’s going really well. She’s so cool. When we started hanging out I just thought she was awesome, and we have the best time together. She’s hard though. You wouldn’t want to mess with her in a fight.”

Congrats to the pair! Despite the 14-Year age gap, I think they make a kick-ass couple! And it seems like its been an eventful week for the LGBT community after Inception star Ellen Page also came out as a lesbian, but No surprises there Ay? The actor gave a speech at the Human Rights Campaign Foundation “Time to Thrive” conference in Las Vegas. She told the packed venue:

“I’m here today because I am gay… And because maybe I can make a difference to help others have an easier and more hopeful time.”

(Fic) World Breaking; Victuri

Title: World Breaking

Rating: PG
Pairing: Victor Nikiforov/Katsuki Yuuri

Warnings: Slight mention of nudity?

Summary: The triplets have broken the internet again, this time with Instagram posts featuring one Victor Nikiforov and Katsuki Yuuri.

Note: So, i haven’t written anything in a really really long time. But i got inspired by the Instagram reel during the ending and then seeing all of us freak out about the pictures, so i wrote this. I do apologize ahead of time for my bad writing. Also, i do not know Russian, but i wanted a Russian pet name there at the end, so feel free to correct me if i used the word wrong. (I googled through like four dictionaries but ANXIETY!)


Yuuri groaned as his cell phone chimed from the stand by his bed. He reached out from under the sheets, reaching blindly for it, wondering who could be calling him. Blinking blearily at it, he placed it to his ear, answering.

“Ah! Yuuri! Sorry for waking you! I know you have early workouts! It’s just, something happened!”

Yuuri yawned, nodding his head. “Uh-huh,” he muttered sleepily.

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