So Jess is understood as Lena’s secretary. And I’ve seen a ton of fics list her driver as Frank.
I need a fic about how Jess and Frank are related because Jess’ uncle is Frank’s husband. And there’s just this small Chinese-Italian extended family living in National City that thinks very highly of Lena Luthor…but Supergirl? Think freaking ice. No one messes with their girl.
Meanwhile this family also all know about Kara Danvers. Because she’s that lady who doesn’t know how to make an appointment with the countries busiest tech CEO. Or she’s the woman who feels chili cheese curly fries with extra broth and ketchup are an appropriate food for a Bentley.
The killing blow would be, what if Jess Haung’s family owns the restaurant that makes the best potstickers in town. So one family member has realized: wait Kara Danvers is the worst, but she consumes literally 40 pounds of potstickers a week.
So she passes the vibe check…barely.
But then one day Lena comes in to the restaurant, dragging Frank with her and telling him she’ll drive the car home herself so he can have a night off. Kara is with her. And she introduces Kara to Jess’ mom as her girlfriend. And the mom is like “you sure?” And Lena is puzzled.
But from then on…well Kara is just Mrs. Lena Luthor. And Lena Luthor can do wrong in the eyes of that family. Heck Frank remembers when she was four feet tall with braces. And they all lived happily until the next interdimensional crisis.
*I think this is the fanon last name at this point?
I've encountered a few Avatar: the Last Airbender fanfics where Azula points out that she "doesn't make empty threats." This is entirely untrue. Azula almost exclusively makes empty threats. If she's going to kill you, she'd already be throwing fire or lightning. If she tells you that she's going to kill you, it's because she wants something other than your death, and she thinks threatening you will achieve that.
When it comes to Zuko, Mai, or Ty Lee, empty threats and insults are practically Azula's love language; she uses them to communicate because she can't express (or even admit to herself) the softer feelings that she worries are a form of weakness.
✨Soft space gfs✨
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.
GOOD GIRL?!? GOOD GIRL?!?! what are you trying to do, make my day, huh? make me feel valued and respected? make me blush and smile like like an absolute fool, huhl?!? well it worked
ATHENA. ATHENA. BADASS IN THE ARENA-
I hate it, ngl.
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