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1. When all the salt is taken from the sea by Lothenyl

   Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)  

   • Mature
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • F/F
   • Complete Work

   20 Aug 2024

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
   • Lena Luthor
   • Kara Danvers
   • Alex Danvers
   • Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015)
   • Querl Dox
   • Nia Nal
   • Samantha "Sam" Arias
   • Ruby Arias
   • Esme (Supergirl TV 2015)
   • Trigger Warnings
   • Suicidal Thoughts
   • Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism
   • Implied/Referenced Child Abuse
   • Implied/Referenced Character Death
   • Depression
   • Angst and Hurt/Comfort
   • Not Canon Compliant
   • It's Supercorp I swear
   • No James/Lena because its borring and incoherent
   • Alternate Universe - No Crisis on Infinite Earths (CW DC TV Universe)
   • no magic
   • and trust me I love witches and I love Katie being one but not like that
   • Brainy and Lena are still comrades
   • I love them too much
   • Still gonna be a Phantom Zone moment
   • for the drama
   • humor me
   • Lena doesn't know how to ride a bike
   • she grew up in Ireland
   • period.
   • Sad with a Happy Ending

   Summary

   The contours of the weapon were well known by now. The flaw in the grip. The rifling on the barrel. Her fist tightened. The alcohol was finally kicking in. Shadows danced all around. One deigned to approach, to brush against her. Like a breath on an ember. Wrapping the last glimmer beneath her breast. Lena asked her then. Why had she left without her? She begged her. To take her with her. Just to be together. At last.
   Long filigree lines were drawn across her cheeks, invading her neck before ending in the valley of her chest. Darkening the present fabric. It was painful. So painful. Drawing on her last reserves of water, her veins, her arteries. The shadow didn't guide her hand. Only a whisper, with the power of a bomb, resounded. A survival instinct before everything went black. Run. Run. Run.

   Or: What if Lena, instead of trying to heal the humanity, tried to heal herself by leaving National City and everyone behind.

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