hope are people alive here?

sleepy girl

peace & quiet

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀this city belongs to me ⠀

⠀ tired kara ⠀

has been trying to sleep for three hours now.

“Kara?” nose scrunch before giggling a bit. “you are, by far, the nicest feeling weakness i have ever had. much less violent than the other one that so many seem to like to try & use against me.” groaning a bit, Kara didn't want to go anywhere today.

falling asleep on @lacedwithlove.bsky.social

hiding a smile behind the mug, she obviously couldn't hide the damn blush she often had while receiving even the slightest of compliments from civilians. could imagine how bad it was while she'd be praised by Karina. “you know my every weakness.” Kara leaned against the counter next to the other.

hope it is.. difficult to make a new banner for this fucking app. but i must.. i have to. it is a requirement for my satisfaction.

“terribly unfair of you to play with that side of me..” & for once in her somewhat extensive life, Kara had no need to take control. a whole city needed her but here she could just rest for a bit. “..me..?” a question only as she'd very much want to hear it from Karina herself.

“i'm not that needy..” immediately taking the opportunity to be close. facing Karina, she'd wrap both arms around her and rest her own head against soft brunette hair. “i think.. i like you too much.” Kara would mumble out after closing her eyes, still quite sleepy.

a genuine grin obviously breaking through upon receiving affection, clear longing as her form would momentarily follow Karina. & as always, the kryptonian would take mere seconds to change. a white, long sleeved shirt & blue skirt for now as her jobs often wrecked her clothing. “coffee.. coffee?”

leaning against the doorframe, crossing her arms. she'd change out of yesterday's dress in a minute. “who me? i'm so serious. i'm the most serious person in this world. i could never be silly.” trying to hide a smile as she'd bite gently on her lower lip.

scrunching her nose while frowning. reluctantly but swiftly she'd get off and out of the bed. “this world is a terribly cruel place. to have me removed from such comfort.” dramatics, of course.

soft, wavy locks fell over one shoulder as she sat up overtop the other woman. “i'm usually the one who makes them for myself so i never have any toppings.” Kara couldn't help but admire the being she'd fell so peacefully asleep next to the night before.

a grin took over as she'd finally lift her head. “me? you can't be talking about me..” pretty blue eyes gazed innocently. “would two be easier?”

instinctively. “you..” “..m- sorry. breakfast. mhm.. thirty two thousand waffles.” eyes very much still closed. clinging on making it impossible to move.

adjusting herself slowly, eyes still closed, face hidden against Karina's neck now. “m m, i'm the scariest.”

“mhm.. why..?” literally just waking up.

big stretch

‘ good morning! ’

maybe she misses someone . .

hope i don't know why i am ridiculously anxious when it comes to posting anything here.. hh. i would much prefer to be on this app rather than the otherrr one.

📌 𝐃𝐫. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐦

hope the butterfly is just really cute

/ kind of mad i had to make another edit because my gif edit thingy doesn't bloody work on here. also how tf do i do my writers tag here 😭

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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀“⠀i⠀know⠀i⠀know . . myself⠀before ⠀⠀the⠀world⠀but⠀you⠀know⠀me . . ” ⠀

/ hmm, very rude. i might use this just cuz. not only as a backup.