Something to tide you over till Shutterstock (funny/mild supercat/mild sexual reference) Rating T+

This is a mini fic, designed purely out of frustration. I am now officially all for shipping Supercat, Winnara, Kalex, Karwinn, what else is there? I'm oddly satisfied with these now, and am happily writing all of them. My current obsession, and I don't say that lightly, is supercat. I got a brainstorm, and it's evolved into a very intense story.

Initially, I had planned a simple, clean cut, five chapter fanfic devoted to Kara and Cat, or in my ideas, Supergirl and Cat. I little fun, I know. (facepalm)

But, it's become something I want to write correctly. So I've decided to take a few more weeks with it, because I'm also doing a series of realistic portraits to go with it.

In the meantime, because I know I promised some supercat soon, I let my imagination live and thought up a tiny little story to tide you over until I get my photos on track and get my cosplay shots finished right up as well. This is mini, and I give no rating coz this is meant to be funny and nothing more. I say it is supercat, but it's very light, barely there, supercat. Enjoy. And I don't own supergirl or anything related.  Thank you, and please comment...^-^

 

Ping Pong, My Heart Is Gone...

A Supergirl Fanfiction

 

Kara had spent most of the afternoon idly moving between the balcony barbeque and the gaming center, because that was where Ms. Grant was, talking to colleagues and magazine reporters. Kara was her personal assistant tonight, more than just "assistant". Hmm. Tonight was about as boring as possible. Kara had no real work to do, as herself or as Supergirl, and had nothing to do. Besides eat. That, was always a good way to pass the time.

For the last hour, she'd been parked in a soft leather armchair, one plate of potato salad and an egg salad sandwich in her lap and another in her hand at her chest, filled with fruit and vegetables, and a cheeseburger. Beside her on a small table there was yet another plate with 2 scoops of ice cream and a fat slice of red velvet cake.

Kara watched the room from her spot, watching the games of tennis and soccer outside, and the random games inside, like ping pong and some sort of spin the bottle thingy. Kara had no interest in joining, for one because of her superpowers, and second, Kara was here for Ms. Grant. Not to play games. She was completely content to watch. Too bad it wouldn't stay that way.

"Keira... what are you doing?" Ms. Grant asked right then, walking over to Kara, carrying her own plate of fruit.

"Um... eating?"

"I can see that. God you have a huge appetite. How can you even finish that?"

"You'd be surprised, Ms. Grant."

"Yes I would be." Cat said, grinning. Kara was beyond adorable when she did this. Cat smiled, half to herself, and gently eased Kara's plate out of her hands and placed it on the table beside the cake plate. Cat knew exactly where such an appetite came from. Despite the perfectly twisted up hair and the nerdy glasses, Cat had long ago found out Kara's secret. But it was plenty fun like this, watching her stumble to hide it. "You're coming with me."

"Ms. Grant?" Kara asked, getting up after setting aside her second plate.

"I've been pulled into a ridiculous ping pong championship in the other room, you're my second assist to win."

"I... no, Ms. Grant. I can't." Kara stumbled, trying to avoid this mess. She didn't play ping pong. Or any pong of any sort. Her strength forbid it. She couldn't risk it.

"Why?"

"Um..." Kara hedged... unsure. "I... I'm terrible at it. I always lose."

"I doubt that." Cat said in her usual clipped tone, grabbing Kara's fingers in her own gently, leading her across the room.

"Where's Winn? He's good at that game." Kara asked, fully aware of the soft warm grip Cat had on her hand.

"He's not going to win for me, though. You are, Kara."

This stopped the young hero. Dead in her tracks. Cat had said her name correctly. For the first time. Ever. "Ms. Grant. You... you just..."

"Grab a paddle, Kara." Cat said, handing her a white and silver one, before grabbing a gold one for herself. "Help me win this, and I'll promote you."

"Hmm?"

"You heard me." Cat said, taking up residence at the biggest table, grinning at Kara as she shuffled up beside her.

"You can't do that, Ms. Grant."

"I can do what I want. That's why I'm the queen of all media. Now come on. Shrug off that cardigan and show me what you've got."

Whether Kara saw the flirtatious hints, Cat couldn't be sure. But she did as told, slipping off her white cardigan and revealing a sleek shift dress in an elecric blue that matched her eyes. Holy hell. That dress fit her like a glove, not at all hiding her figure and the muscles hidden in her arms. Super-girl. Really.

"Do you like what you see?" Kara asked casually, adjusting her dress at the shoulders.

Cat stayed silent and focused on the opposite side of the table as her competitor fired up the first ball at Cat. For maybe twenty minutes Cat and Kara played, and Cat knew her assistant was hiding her powers. Or trying to. She was succeeding, but to Cat, it was more than obvious.

Right now, thanks in full to Kara and her little superball fires on occasion, they were holding even, but there was only a minute left in this game, and Cat was silently hoping that Kara would do some little super trick and win this.  Cat saw it in her eyes. She was gearing up even as she easily fought with the girl across from her.

The girl struck the plastic ball hard, determined to fool Kara and gain them a winning point. Kara saw the force of her serve, though, her quick eyes catching it immediately, and hit the ball so hard it left a tiny dent in her paddle and the table as it bounced, then hit a flowerpot behind her opponent so hard the ball broke and a loud bang echoed through the room, shocking almost everyone.

Cat was given the win, and she pulled Kara to her side, hugging the young hero to her tightly. Kara gasped but allowed it, and twirled the paddle in her fingers nimbly before letting it drop to the table. She loved a good win as much as Ca did, and smiled slyly at her opponent, who was practically smoking, she was so mad.

"All in a day's work." Kara said easily, clearly proud.

"Ah, not yet. The gala might be ending and we are leaving, but the day isn't over yet," Cat paused to glance around them as she picked up Kara's cardigan and led them to the stairs, her arm protectively around Kara's waist. "Supergirl."

"You... I'm not... what?"

"Relax, I won't out you. But... I do plan to thank you, if you'll let me."

"Thank me?"

"Mmm. Yeah Kara. I plan to thank you for winning that for me. And unless I've seriously mistaken this situation, I think you'll rather enjoy it."

"I will?" She asked, confused as they walked outside together. She felt Cat's fingers tighten on her waist just slightly, then slip lower on her hip, teasing the hem of her short dress, her fingers skating barely over Kara's leg. "Oh..." Kara said to no one besides herself as the answer dawned on her. Immediately she blushed, embarrassed that she was actually turned on by the idea of Cat... and her... oh god this was bad. But so damned true. She swallowed, knowing this was a line she'd promised herself she would not cross. But here they were.

"Mmm. Yeah that's right. But there's only one problem with that. You're my assistant, and that's just wrong."

"Right." Kara said, willing Cat to drop the subject and take her wherever the hell she wanted. Please... Cat...

"But there's a way out of that dilemma."

"How...?" Kara hedged, hoping.

"I'd like to see that suit more closely, if you're willing. I hear it's quite pretty..."

"Okay." Kara said after a long moment as they stood on the sidewalk, away from other people. From so many eyes and cameras. "Okay, I'll show you."

 

END

What do you think? I wrote this in like, an hour. So there. Hope it tides you over till SHUTTERSTOCK. Okay, love you guys, as usual. Comment, and thanks.

updates from the world of blue, red, and gold. And pink. And black..... a weird color wheel for me.

So hello. Updating my blog, and apologizing for not posting pics yet. I have them, but after a recently discovered Supergirl fanfic, I thought it would be oddly funny, and stupid, if I brought my own pictures into my own, since my story will have a photoshoot in it. Good? Bad? Let me know. Anyway, thats the reason. So its coming. Soon. Days. Maybe a week. I'll be doing art as well, so let's hope I can do this.

In other notes, this story is full on Supercat. If you don't know what that is, I treaten you to look it up, because when I discovered this was a fandom, I laughed my head off and used all my browser data on reading every single fanfic that there was on it. Every one. They're wonderful, despite being kinda unconventional. So if anything within Supercat and it's realm offends you, please, don't read this, because I will be making mine, read (SHUTTERSTOCK), explicit. A bit. But I hope you read it. And comment. Maybe a weeks time, so check back. Thanks guys. Again, any ideas welcome.

Love of Supergirl tv series is getting intense now. Watched the finally last night. Love this series a bit too much. Lol. Fun times. I have the comic books too. What do you say to my cosplay? Places to improve........

I'm officially addicted

Supergirl cosplay almost done. Rush rush... we're almost there!

 

What do you think so far?

The Calgary Comic and Entertainment Expo 2016

Hey.
I will be attending the comic expo again this year! I didn't go last year coz I messed up details last minute but this year I'm back! I'm going with friends from my work so it'll be crazy fun, coz I love this girl so much already.
I just wanted to say I will be posting pictures this year again and the only change is that I'm not... yes you read right... NOT, going to be Saint Tail.  I'm gonna die. No Saint Tail. I'm crying right now....

No. I found a rather entertaining show on tv and that led me to the comic books, which led me to the cosplay, which led me to the internet shopping... which led me to the drugstore, because I am not spending $400 on a premade cosplay. I'm going to cosplay as Supergirl this year. Yeah, I know. I'm absolutely nuts. ^-^ I'm aware of it. Lol.


I'll be posting pics after the 30th of April so stay tuned. Thanks. I'm addicted to Supergirl now. If you've read my Superfriends are forever fanfic, you know my sly plans. Haha love you guys.

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Fifty Shades of Saint Tail #1 ...I personally like chocolate...

Hey Saint Tail fans. I don't own Saint Tail, as you already know. Let's get that out of the way. Now, this is a beggining, a new start, to my erotic version of Saint Tail. Initially, I had the idea of only one story, a long, thick, complicated story filled with betrayal and tension, and of course, because it's erotica, passion. And lots of it. With you know who. That story is still on the way, and it will be all those things, but it'll take me months and months to write this thing, and so the other day, when I was drawing the cover image for it, I saw the title, and decided to do something to it. So with this I bring you, slowly, 50 fanfics dealing with Saint Tail, Meimi, yes I heard you Sakura 84, and maybe even the other Saint Tail series characters if I can think of something. Some will be short, some long, some just plain freaky. That big story, I'm planning it to be last, since it's such a big story, and I promise it will somehow involve everyone in the series. With classmates, parents, friends, enemies, even teachers, yes I have a sly plan, this will unfold. It will be a very big, long, and complex fanfiction, and hopefully, will give the series a tribute unlike anything I've read or written. It will be erotic, just like all these fifty numbered fanfics will be, so, if that offends you, don't read them. But hell, since when does anybody follow that rule.

I just had a thought that an interesting plot twist would have been if Saint Tail's last, or in the case of my annoying ideas, not last, theft would have been with her detective. But in the older, sexier way. I know, I know, I'm doing bad bad things here, but come on, wouldn't that have been one hell of a plot twist?! It's become my mission, however dumb, to make sure I write that. But, it's not proving to be as easy as I first thought.

But, anyways, stop the rambling. On with the story. I will note them all with numbers, so you can follow, and this is number 1. They may not be in order, but I'll try.

Leave any ideas, and requests, for fanfics, art, anything, in the comments, and I'll get back to you. Thanks, guys. I don't own fifty shades of grey or Saint Tail and now, let's get into this mess... ^-^ Saint Tail.

 

 

 

Asuka Jr. sighed as he walked around the park, staring at anything and everything, waiting for his Saint Tail to show herself. But he knew, it was too early. He had twenty minutes left to 9 pm on this hot summer night, and with her precision, he knew she wouldn't be here yet. Another night, another heist. The same, over and over. He loved it too much to admit. This girl. The things she did to him.

Asuka Jr. sighed as he stared at the tree with all of its names and crosses. The tree of happiness. The new one. He smiled at that theft, at the plain lunacy of her stealing such a thing, and ran a fingertip over three letters, three letters that he'd put there for him and Saint Tail. He knew it wasn't worth anything, but along with the few other names and hearts on the bark, this mark, this riddle for anyone with the time to uncover the initials and whom they belonged to, made him feel more secure about her.

It was stupid. Totally. And stupidity was not one of Daiki's traits. But he liked having it there. How silly. A silly little confirmation for him. To know that, at least at one point, he had had an actual chance with Saint Tail. In case it ever ended. He hoped it never did, because deep in his heart, he knew that he loved her more than he would any other. Only Saint Tail with her strange, mysterious beauty. And what of Meimi? His classmate? His overly loud, annoying classmate? Well, she just made this Saint Tail thing all so much cooler.

Asuka Jr. smiled and brought his hands from the letters and glanced around the park bathed in the light of another flaming sunset. Fifteen minutes to sunset. Fifteen minutes to Saint Tail. Asuka glanced around the open park with no more people and no soul, and spotted something quite interesting on the lone bench past the trees. Something black and pink and strawberry blond, and it was holding something small and black, and frayed at the ends. A few meters away. His whole body reacted to her presence, and he wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her, and more. He'd known her for years, from the thefts, but, recently, he'd started talking to her, meeting her. In secret, of course. He'd keep her free so she could do her good deeds. But, it was nice to know he could talk to her this way. Almost as if she waited for him before a theft.

Smiling, Asuka Jr. walked over to her silently and stopped behind the bench. Everything was silent. Not a sound except the purring of a stray kitten beside Saint Tail's hip, one that she was attentively scratching.

Asuka grinned and glanced over her shoulder quietly, gathering what she was reading. That damn annoying book. Obviously it held her interest. Hmm. He knew why. He knew Saint Tail that well. Already. He grinned as he skimmed the words, and found the hot, sexy words that layered the novel. Hmm. Fifty Shades of Grey. He knew she read it. He'd seen it in Meimi's bag the other day at the beach. The same frayed, spine cracked book that proved she'd read it way too much.

"I still have 12 minutes, I can finish this scene in time." Saint Tail murmured quietly, totally focused on her book. Damn. She always knew exactly when he showed up.

"Fifty Shades. Really, Saint Tail? That?"

"Mmm. It's not as terrible as you make it sound. Some of this is actually quite entertaining. You should watch the movie." She murmured softly, closing the frayed novel to show off the title of the tie and all its markings.

"I'll never watch the movie." He said, watching as she finally placed the book aside and looked up at him, meeting his green eyes with her beautiful blue ones. "What are you, 18? You shouldn't be allowed to watch that movie. Please tell me you have the theatrical version, not the uncut one." He laughed, looking at the sunset and it got ever closer to the sea and got ready for its vanishing act.

"There really isn't much more in the uncut one, like ten minutes of extra texting." She said matter of factly, dropping her head back to look at him directly.

"Well, good. I'm not sure you should be watching that, you know, that... stuff."

"Oh, so you're going to dictate what I watch, now? You're not my father. And speaking of fathers, I've seen him watch it too."

"I'm not your father. But I am your boyfriend."

"Only during the day. As far as everyone else knows, including your officers, Saint Tail is free as a dove. So, technically, if I'm Saint Tail, you can't tell me what I can and can't watch."

"I like knowing I can influence you, even as Saint Tail."

"You can't."

"Oh, shut up, Saint Tail." He said then, moving over to grasp her shoulders, keeping her head back so he could kiss her. It felt weird, kissing her like this, upside down, but it was kinda sexy too. Kinda kinky. Just a bit. Knowing that he could be caught kissing Saint Tail because his officers were just past the light fence of trees behind them. "No watching Fifty Shades without me to tell you if it's irrational." He said, breaking the kiss to speak to her.

"I'm watching. I like that movie. Just like a trillion other people around the world. There's a reason it's created a sexual revolution. It's okay to like these things now. It's waking everyone up. Come on, it's time to wake up too." She said, shaking him gently as she still looked at him upside down.

"Give me that." He said and grabbed for her novel, flipping to the page she'd stopped with her bookmark. He held it up to the remaining light and began to read the sex scene that was very descriptive and not at all shy about boundaries.

"Oh, don't read that here. That's embarrassing."

"So, Saint Tail. What's your favorite flavour of ice cream?" He asked after a minute of reading. She looked up from her place where she had her hands over her face.

He walked around the bench and crouched before her, handing her back her book, which she took gently and placed it beside her stranger friend of a cat, which began to pay with her bookmark and the ribbon on it.

He leaned in to kiss her again, softly, just briefly, and gently held her hands. The sun was almost gone. Soon she'd be gone again too. Until next time. When he'd get another kiss. He couldn't wait. "Please tell me it's not vanilla." He added, laughing lightly as he brushed the bangs from her eyes.

She laughed and stood up, handing him the book as she walked around him once, assessing him. So he felt. Under her scrutiny. "It's 9 pm. I have to go steal a diamond. You don't be late. And do your homework. Next time we see each other, I want to know you read this, and feel more... educated. And just so you know..." She finished, stepping up to him and leaning in to whisper in his ear. He closed his eyes, waiting for her kiss. Hoping for another kiss. She did kiss him, just brushing her lips over his cheek for a single second, as light as a feather. then said almost too quietly for him to hear, "My favourite flavour is everything except vanilla."

Asuka Jr. opened his eyes, suddenly cold, and saw she was gone, no sign of her left. He glanced at the cat, who was sleeping on the bench, and at the book still in his hands. He smiled and opened it to the same page, intent of finishing that scene, if only for her, and found a note in the crook of the pages. He flicked it out and turned it over, smiling.

So glad we aren't Vanilla. Saint Tail...

THE END... hope you like it. Saint Tail.

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