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Baby Shower Kisses | Nov. 2, 2018

Inspired by this cuteness.

Something quick and loose until the next one. :)

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11 for fluff!! Please and thank you, monster!! :D

Anything for you, dragon!

Fluff 11: “you owe me a kiss”

It was just…it was just a joke.

Well, not a joke, joke. Not like a haha, that’s funny, type of joke. More like a, wouldn’t it be…well, not funny, but wild, or like, interesting, if I did it, type of joke.

And it’s for charity, and Alex is nothing if not charitable. I mean, she spends most of her paycheck on her sister’s insatiable sweet tooth, so it’s not like she has a lot left over for actual charity, but that’s a form of donation, right? So, like, this being charity totally matches her brand.

So it’s both the Right Thing To Do and also a cool joke, so it would have been weirder not to, right?

And it’s not like Alex tells anyone she’s doing it – Kara’s off shoving a fifth serving of cotton candy in her mouth, and James is photographing her, and Winn is prancing around somewhere or other. So it’s not like she needs to explain why she’s doing it, because no one will ever even know.

She nods, resolutely. It’s the Right Thing To Do and it’s a cool joke and also no one could possibly find out, ever.

So she stands tall as she buys herself one ticket for the kissing booth.

For the kissing booth with the girl sitting in it.

Well, woman.

The woman with the eyes, and the dimples, and the tan skin, and that amazing hair. The woman who is currently – oh fuck. Smirking at her.

But it turns out buying a ticket is Right and cool and secret, but when Kara pops up out of fucking nowhere, chirping about hot dogs and rides and carnival games and she’s dragging Lena Luthor behind her, who looks impossibly put together for a fucking carnival – well, it’s not just secret anymore. And Lena makes everything else seem less cool. And Alex isn’t really known for her sense of humor. And she already bought the ticket so she’s already supporting charity.

So Alex leaves without her kiss.

She looks back, twice, and each time the woman in the booth is watching her go.

She’s standing outside of the bathrooms, waiting for Kara and Lena. The line was impossibly long and slow, so she’s checking her phone, leaning against a gate, just far away enough to not be able to smell the building.

“You owe me a kiss.”

Alex snaps around, her hand going automatically to the gun in her waistband. But she stops short, because right in front of her is the Kissing Booth Woman. Uncaged.

Alex can feel her ears catch fire with the force of her blush. “It…what?”

Kissing Booth Woman smiles, and her dimples are fucking everywhere, and she’s tilting her head to the side and her hair is god damned perfect. “You owe me a kiss.”

Alex tries to talk but all she does is squeak a little bit.

The woman looks her over, before her face softens. She reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a piece of paper. “Well, if you change your mind,” she says as she hands it over.

Alex reaches out for it, robotically, her brain moving impossibly slowly. She doesn’t even realize it’s the woman’s phone number until Kissing Booth Woman has turned and is already a few steps away.

Alex’s brain is stuck, but her body isn’t. She closes the distance, reaching out and catching the woman’s arm. She spins her around with the momentum of her catch, and the woman spins directly into Alex’s chest.

And it’s not for charity and it’s certainly not funny and Kara will be out of the bathroom any second. But Alex touches the woman’s face, gently but with demand, and she more than repays her debts.

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“you say you’ll stop, but then you keep doing it!”?? please?

Angst 14: “you say you’ll stop, but then you keep doing it!”

It’s been a rough day. Maggie’s worked over 16 hours, and Alex has clearly been blowing off her texts. Her responses have been late, and curt, and she’s clearly mad about something but Maggie doesn’t for the life of her know what it is.

She’s exhausted – nights have been late with work, and mornings have been horribly early and awful lately. She’s really, really not in the mood for a fight. But she drags her ass home, mentally preparing to fight about whatever it is that’s pissing off her wife today.

And, oh boy, do they fight.

“You say you’ll stop, but then you keep doing it!”

They’re spiraling into their second hour of fighting, and Alex’s voice is nearly hysterical with anger. She’s had just as long of day, and just as little sleep.

And her mornings have been even worse than Maggie’s.

“Well excuse me for trying to help!”

“It’s not helping, Maggie, it’s lying! Just stop lying to me!”

Maggie wants to tear her hair out. “But if I don’t lie, you won’t do it!”

“Because I don’t want to!” Alex is nearly shrieking, and Maggie just wants to lay down.

She tries to slow this down, to bring them both back from the brink of actual yelling. “Alex.”

But Alex won’t be pulled back. “It’s disgusting, Maggie. It makes me physically sick.”

“You can’t even taste it!”

Alex looks horrified. “It’s spinach, Mags. In my smoothie. For breakfast. It’s all I can taste.”

“Okay!” Maggie actually throws up her hands in frustration. “Fine! I won’t do it anymore. Happy?”

Alex crosses her arms. “You won’t put it in my smoothies anymore? Or you won’t sneak it into pancakes, or cookies, or those granola bars you make, or eggs, or anything? You act like I don’t know what you’re doing, but I fucking do, Mags.”

“Jesus Christ, Alex, forgive me for trying to give you some essential nutrients.”

“Which one of us is the doctor? I have fucking plenty of nutrients.”

But Maggie isn’t backing down. She points at Alex’s stomach, her face just shy of being a full-on snarl. “Well she doesn’t. And excuse me, but I don’t really care how much you hate spinach right now. If Little Dink needs it, you have to give it to her. That’s how this works.”

And Maggie’s expecting Alex’s fury to just swell and grow, but somehow instead she’s softening. “Is that…babe, is that what this is about?” She reaches out, like she wants to touch Maggie, but her hands hover just halfway between them. “You’re worried about her?”

Maggie runs her hands through her hair, pulling hard at her scalp. “Of course I’m worried about her! I’m always worried about her.”

“Oh, babe.” Alex just melts, opening her arms. “Come here. Come here. Come be with us.”

Maggie, still shaking with emotion, lets herself be pulled in. She rests her head on her wife’s shoulder, letting one hand come up to rest on Alex’s barely swelling stomach.

“I just…you’re throwing up all the time, and you don’t eat enough vegetables, and I just…we have to take care of her. That’s our whole job now.”

Alex kisses the top of her head. “I know, love. And we are taking care of her. You’re taking great care of her, and of us.” Alex doesn’t say it, but she knows that the throwing up has been completely freaking Maggie out. Maggie’s made Alex try a million anti-nausea cures, and when each one hasn’t worked – when Alex has catapulted out of bed at 3, 4, 5 in the morning and vomited for the next six or so hours – each time Maggie’s taken it as a personal failing. Sweet, soft, anxious mama Maggie is adorable, but Alex can already tell there’s going to be a lot of feelings to manage.

“But, love, sneaking spinach into my food isn’t the solution. If Dr. Rasminijar says I need to eat more spinach, or whatever, then I will. But right now, everything is okay. We’re okay. She’s okay. She’s great.” Alex pauses for a second, but then she says it.

“And spinach is disgusting and absolutely does not belong in any breakfast food, pregnant or not.”

Maggie moves her head, looking down at Alex’s stomach. She gives it a little rub. “What do you think, Dinks? No more spinach for a while?”

“I hate spinach, mama,” Alex says out of the corner of her mouth, in a ridiculous high voice, and Maggie snorts into her shoulder.

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Can u do 29 for fluff?

Fluff 29: “how much money would you give me to flip this table, right here, right now, in the middle of class?”

“How much money would you give me to flip this table, right here, right now, in the middle of class?” Maggie whispers it out of the corner of her mouth, leaning as close to Alex’s ear as she dares.

But Alex isn’t sarcastically known in their house as the Queen of Subtlety for nothing. She audibly gasps, turning to Maggie with something that looks like pure horror.

“Maggie!”

“What! This is the most painful class I’ve ever been in. These presentations are going on forever.”

Alex looks scandalized. “They worked hard on them!”

“They’re all useless! This one is taking ten whole minutes to say, ‘aliens have different abilities than humans!’ Come on, do you think anyone would miss us if we slipped out the back?”

Alex’s hiss is so loud that students start craning their heads. “WE’RE THE FUCKING INSTRUCTORS, MAGGIE!”

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Prompt 24, Fluff please!

Fluff 24: “that was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”

“That was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”

Alex tilts her head a bit. “Uh, you sure?”

Maggie nods, leaning heavily into Alex as they make their way down the sidewalk. She’s very much super drunk. “Definitely.”

“Because once I flew a pod into space without knowing if it could survive re-entry into the atmosphere.”

She hoists Maggie up a little higher.

“And once I blew up a building I was still standing in, and then got in a ship that didn’t have brakes and was set for light-speed.”

She presses the button for the crosswalk.

“And once I jumped off a building instead of going down the stairs, without any knowledge that Kara was close enough to catch me.”

“Nope,” Maggie mumbles softly, her head now lolling on Alex’s shoulder. “This was it. The stupidest.”

“And why is that?”

“Because now everyone knows you liiiiike me.” She singsongs it, like they’re in third grade.

“It was our fifth anniversary party, Mags. Pretty sure they already knew that I liked you.”

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Sanvers commission. 😊

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william shakespeare hasn’t come out with a new play in a while did he retire or something

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what??? alex is younger than winn???

Yeah she is! Episode 14 confirmed that Winn’s age is 31 because in it, Winn said he hadn’t seen his mom in 20 years, and Winn’s mom left after his dad was arrested, which is when Winn was 11. So 20+11 = 31. And Alex is 29 since she turned 28 last season. So Alex is canonically younger than Winn, and that will forever crack me up. :D

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do you have any thoughts/opinions on alex's new gear?

I like it a lot! It’s similar to her regular DEO/TAC stuff, but evokes that kind of ‘future cop’ vibe the Legion has going on. (ALSO it does not have that common CW DCTV problem of ‘too much fake leather.’)

And MAGNETS! And FINGER-LESS GLOVES! And COLOR-CODED WEAPONRY. :D Good stuff, right there. 

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help, my wife got wine drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire, saying “good luck trying to return me without the receipt”

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It was ‘Ms. Frizzle’ and not ‘Mrs. Frizzle’ because it was the 90s and the magic school bus lady couldn’t marry her gf yet

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Alex Danvers Appreciation: 88/?

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what happened with pam from hr, winn?

bonus head pat:

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Maggie Sawyer + styles

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Testing drawing people using angles. Still have a lot to improve on.

Also used a bunch of pencils I’ve barely used that I’m going to start using more often.

I usually squash faces, I think it’s a definite improvement. Who should I attempt to draw next? David maybe?

Until the next one. :)

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it’s okay to have clumsy and awkward sex and it’s actually really common

the ability to laugh while you’re lying tangled and naked together bc you realize just how silly something is is really really intimate and trusting, and it’s the best feeling to be like that with someone and to be relaxed

it happens with long-term partners, it happens on hookups, and it’s rarely as bad as it’s always made out to be, except we usually think it’s bad we're told that’s not how sex is supposed to go. but that’s not true. 

it can still be passionate and intimate while being messy and clumsy, absolutely. you don’t need to “perform well.” sex isn’t a show: it’s about feeling good. sometimes it takes experimenting to figure out what feels good, and fumbles and awkward moments and laughter is all just part of it. sometimes that’s a huge part of the fun.