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cowboycakes · 3 years

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Do You Get My Letters

✥ Pairing: Levi x fem!Reader, somewhat Reiner x fem!Reader

✥ Themes: Fluff, angst, sadness, big ass plot twist

✥ Warnings: Female bodied reader (she/her pronouns,) Pregnancy and birth (nothing gory.) Mentions of death, violence, and threats. Manipulation.

✥ Synopsis: You are carrying Reiner's baby when he betrays Paradis. Levi decides to step in.

✥ Word Count: 2.2k

(there is a part two up to this fic, but i've decided i'm going to rewrite the ending at some point.)

Anon's Request: Hi! I saw your requests are open so here I want to give my little scenario a try! 🕳🤸🏽‍♀️ I thought abt this last night, I’m currently rewatching AOT after 6 yrs and yet to finish season 4, so sorry if I’m wrong abt timelines/the plot? My request is the reader was with child with Reiner, but b4 reader told him, he betrayed and exposed his mission. Levi stepped in to help reader. And btw, I just finished watching ep 3 of season 4, so maybe Eren telling reiner abt his child and he regrets leaving the reader? And reiner jealous at the fact Levi is most likely considered his child’s father at that point. I can’t come up with an ending, so I’ll leave it up to you if you do take in my request. If this isn’t your type of writing I totally understand!

Note: This story is canon divergent. It is set in season 4, but in a universe where Reiner is not revealed as a traitor/the armored titan until a few months before season 4 takes place, as the reader was having relations with him until then and did not know his secret. I’m sorry if that change bothers you, I just wanted to write this as sort of its own story. This story contains season 4 spoilers! It also has nothing to do with the canon ending of AOT.

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Dear Reiner,

I hope this letter somehow gets to you, I don’t quite know where to start.

In a perfect world, I would be so happy to tell you this. You’d be ecstatic too, I think. And before you try to second guess me: I’m sure by now, don’t worry.

I’m pregnant.

I guess we weren’t careful enough before you left. I feel like an idiot. And lost. But I’m not hopeless. I know myself, I can make it work somehow. With or without you.

I’m still in shock about you. How could someone so close hide so much? You’re a talented spy I suppose, a great asset to Marley. You made me trust you with my entire life. You made me love every false thing about you. And this is the rude awakening I get in return.

I’ll raise our child to value honesty and kindness, all in spite of you.

Sincerely,

Reader

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The paper was damp with tears after you lifted your pen for a final time. You wished you could just keep the whole thing a secret: go make a quiet life for yourself somewhere else. It wouldn’t be right. Not after all of the dishonesty that man had spewed to you over the past few years. You had to tell him.

The door to the office room you’d settled in to write the letter creaks open. It’s Levi. He looks at your puffy eyes somberly, sympathetic. He was the first person you had told about the entire situation. Not because you were close, just because you needed help.

You fold your letter and stick it into a sturdy envelope. Levi takes it in his hand.

“That piece of shit doesn’t deserve a thing from you. Not a letter. Certainly not tears,” Levi says, using a clean handkerchief to wipe a stray drop from your cheek, “but I am proud of you.”

You take the handkerchief from him, feeling more tears stream down your face.

“Proud? I’m a fucking idiot,” you say through your sobs.

“Don’t even try to pull that self pity shit with me. Things happen sometimes. And you’re strong enough to commit to getting through it,” he responds.

You stand up, pushing your chair out. You look at him as you dry your face off again.

“I’m alone. How the hell am I supposed to do this shit alone?”

“You are not alone,” Levi replies. You’re shocked when he pulls you into a hug. “I’m going to help.”

You had never seen this side of him before. You look at him as you pull away slowly, tears still welled in your eyes.

“Are you sure? That's a big burden, Levi. None of this has to involve you.”

“Not the biggest burden I’ve ever taken on,” he shrugs. “There’s a lot of death around here, Y/N. Everyone is going to be happy about the little bit of life you’re giving us.”

You chuckle. He’s cynical, but he’s right.

He licks the envelope as he walks toward the door.

“Want me to run you a hot bath or something? Is that the type of shit pregnant people need?” he asks.

You laugh, a little harder than normal. It felt so relieving to laugh.

“Sure, Captain,” you respond softly.

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Dear Reader,

I received your letter before the battle in Marley. I actually got to hand it to Reiner myself. He knows everything now. He broke down in front of me after reading it, going on about how much he regrets everything. How he wishes he could change things and be there for you. He begged me to kill him right there.

The world will eventually not have suffering like what you are going through now.

Eren Jaeger

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Your jaw had dropped reading it. He begged me to kill him.

You hand the letter Levi had just delivered back to him. He reads it with a furrowed brow.

“Do you think…” you begin, your voice shaky, “do you think I could send another letter?”

Levi purses his lips, “Possibly. I can ask Jaeger. But right now, you need to bring your blood pressure back down.”

You were over seven months along now. You had found out about your pregnancy late, after being in denial for four whole months. Hange insisted on checking you out after you’d thrown up every morning for a week.

Levi had since gone on a parenting book reading spree; he made you read several of them too. He knew just about everything you needed to do to make a healthy baby: what to eat, what not to eat, how to exercise, when to go to the doctor, etc. It was really sweet how much he cared. You knew it gave him hope, something to fight for, something to come home to.

You were terrified when he left for Marley. You kissed him for the first time when he returned. Just about everyone you knew had to fight. You wished you could be out there fighting with them like you were supposed to. Maybe you could have made a difference.

Levi takes your hand, squeezing it to bring you out of your thoughts.

“What can I do?” he asks.

“Get me a glass of wine,” you grumble.

“Absolutely not.”

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Dear Reiner,

Reader does not know I’m sending this. So keep it that way, or I’ll kill your sorry ass. Or maybe not, you’d probably enjoy that. In that case I’ll get creative.

How does it feel? Being a fucking deadbeat? Is it everything you’d thought it’d be and more? Fucking her and leaving her with nothing, like she belongs in a whorehouse. Reminds me of what happened to my mother. Pieces of shit like you came in and sent her to her death, leaving her kid behind to starve.

I wasn’t about to let her suffer like my mother did. But you were. I’m glad your choices haunt you, Reiner. You fucking deserve it.

I’ll be there for the both of them from now on, doing everything you were never capable of. She’s due any day now, I’m sure she’ll try to write to you.

Levi

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You feel your first contraction while napping on the couch with Levi. You were settled in between his legs, your back leaning up against his chest. He had his hands on your stomach; he loved to feel the baby kick and tell them some of the happier stories in his memories.

The two of you had grown so close over the past few months. You slept together every night now. You didn’t want to leave each other’s sides if you didn’t have to. Levi would cuddle and massage you any time your pregnant body was ailing you.

You had fantasized with him about life after the war. He wanted to be a husband, a father, to live peacefully in the countryside. And he wanted more than anything for you to join him.

The first contraction wasn’t painful enough for you to make much more than a grunting noise, but Levi woke up the second he felt your stomach contort a bit. He was on very high alert these days.

“Holy… shit…is that what I think it is?” Levi whispers, “Don’t answer. I’m getting Hange.”

He crawls out from behind you and sprints out of the room.

The pain worsens and becomes much more frequent while he’s out looking for Hange. You stand up eventually after getting the urge to walk around - and your water breaks. You start panicking, unsure of how dilated you were and how much time you had left before pushing. You really wished you’d done more than just skimmed through those birthing books right about now.

Levi and Hange eventually come sprinting back into the room with a wheelchair and cold rags to find you whimpering in pain on the couch, trying your best to control your breathing.

You’re rushed down the halls to the Scout’s infirmary, where Levi had made sure the perfect room was set up for you - and it had been that way for two months.

The next hour goes by in a blur. Hange knew the biology of how to deliver the baby, and Levi knew how to coach you. He helped you hold your legs back when you pushed, and helped you count out your breathing. Hange attended to everything that might have made Levi faint, like checking your dilation and making sure the baby was coming out at the right angle. You got lucky having these two by your side.

Through all of your efforts, you finally hear a cry. You look up to see Levi holding your tiny new baby as Hange wiped them clean. He was smiling, way bigger than you’d ever seen him smile before, with tears in his eyes.

“Here,” he says softly, handing her to you.

You cradle her on your bare skin. “She’s so perfect, Levi! Look how sweet she is!” you coo.

“What are you going to call her?” he asks, stroking your hair as you gleam down at your baby.

“I was thinking,” you smile, “Kuchel.”

Levi lets out small gasp. Tears start streaming down his face, his efforts to stifle them failing.

“Really? I think that’s,” he wipes his eyes, “a wonderful name.”

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Dear Reiner,

She’s finally here! Oh my god, she’s precious. Levi and Hange helped to deliver her. Labor went smoothly. Levi started to cry when he saw her for the first time. She really is just that perfect. We are calling her Kuchel, after Levi’s mother. He cried when I told him that, too (don’t tell him I’m sharing those crying details.) I've decided to give her Levi’s last name as well.

Levi set up the perfect nursery for us.

If you really did feel guilty for leaving - don’t be. I’m happy.

She has your eyes.

Sincerely,

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

Kuchel said her first word today. Of course it wasn’t mama, she’s such a daddy’s girl. She started crawling awhile ago, we are now working on standing up on our own. She has all of this blonde curly hair, too. She’s growing up so fast.

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

Levi proposed a few days ago. It was so perfect. We found a nice house with room for a farm that will be perfect for a family.

I can only wonder how you’re doing, now that the war is over.

Are you even alive?

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

I’m expecting again. Levi is beyond excited. I am too, of course. Kuchel started school this year. She is such a smart kid.

I still wonder about you. After all these years.

Reader

—-

Message after message, word after word. No response. You had decided he must be dead. The devastation after the war would argue that he was.

That is, until you found yourself rummaging through one of Levi’s desk drawers, looking for baby Isabel’s lost pacifier.

You felt the bottom of the drawer shift. A false bottom?

You pry at it until it comes open.

Letters.

Dozens of opened letters. With Marleyan postage stamps.

You pull out the first bundle you see. They’re all from you. Unopened. Unsent. You set them aside, your jaw quivering.

You pull out the second bundle and gasp.

—-

Dear Reader,

Eren showed me your letter. I am terribly sorry. Let me fix this, somehow. You can come to live with me in Marley. I will take care of you. Please.

I’m not just a traitor, a liar, a farce. Everything between us was real. I can explain everything. Just trust me.

Love,

Reiner

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Dear Reader,

Do you get my letters?

I’ve only heard rumors about our new baby girl. I wish I could see her. Just once. For a second. Do you have a camera? I know they’re hard to come by in Paradis. I can send one.

I’d do anything to change this. You know I would.

Love,

Reiner

—-

To Levi,

You son of a bitch. I know exactly what you’re doing. You think this is protecting her, but it’s not. Just let her talk to me. She would listen, she would understand. You said yourself that she writes. You manipulative, sick bastard. That is MY child. She will never be yours. No matter what you brainwash her to believe, your dirty Ackerman blood does not run through her veins. She deserves to know. You are the farce, Levi.

Reiner

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There were dozens more. All opened. All from Reiner.

You sink down to the floor, tears spilling from your eyes.

You are the farce, Levi.

But, why? He was just protecting you, right?

The office door opens. You jump, shoving the letters back into the drawer.

“Mommy, why are you crying?” Kuchel asks.

You take a deep breath, staring down at the letters, thinking about everything that could have been.

“Are you happy here, Kuchel?”

“Yes!” she chirps, “Every day!”

“Then it’s nothing, baby. Mommy just got hurt. She’s better now.”

Your daughter giggles and skips out of the room, leaving you to hide away the rest of the letters.

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I REALLY HOPE I understood your request, Anon! I actually had a lot of fun writing this. It isn't something I would normally think to write, but I'm so glad you shared this idea! Sorry for the sad ending, I love playing w people's emotions ;)

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#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #levi aot #reiner x reader #reiner braun #reiner x you #levi x you #attack on titan #aot x reader #aot imagines #levi imagine #reiner imagine #snk reiner #snk levi #tw: pregnancy #tw: threats #tw: manipulation #tw: mentions of death

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pyro-doll · 3 years

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heyy just found your blog n i think your writing’s neat! congrats on 100 followers, even if you hit the goal a while ago hakhsjdkfhs :0

i’d like to request a romantic matchup with one of the ladies please! for zodiac, i’m pisces rising, cap sun, cancer moon (and cap venus, if that helps at all :)) my mbti type is isfj last time i checked, and enneagram is either 6w5 or 5w6. personality wise, i get flustered easily and don’t know what i’m supposed to say most of the time around new people. but with those i’m comfortable with, i’m a very sarcastic, bright, and funny person who always tries to bring energy (and maybe a little confusion, for fun) to a situation.

i love to draw and play video games, i especially like visual novel games bc i love getting to know the story and characters! i also really like voice acting because doing impressions and/or coming up with voices is super fun. for likes and dislikes, i really appreciate comfortable silence and just being in someone’s presence doing whatever with them- idk i think my receiving love language is quality time so :)) i also really like hugs, but it takes me a while to warm up to people enough to start giving em. dislikes, i don’t know, it’s really just heat, like i despise summer i like to think winter supremacy… i also don’t like spicy foods ?? i’m no masochist get your peppers away from me /lh

goals and aspirations, i think i just want to live a happy life- idk, being a professional freelance artist would be nice, but i don’t really dream of working that much.. when i think of what i want from life i think of making sure the people i love are safe and happy. they all mean the world to me, especially my best friend. they’ve been thru way too much for one person and i guess i’ve sort of become a protector/listener even if i’m younger than themdhdkdhd

i don’t really have any other preferences for characters, so yeah. i hope this was enough, but sorry if this was too long or anything, another thing abt me is i REALLY don’t know how to keep it brief- but uhhhh thank you for considering the request!

Thank you for requesting! And no worries I love the longer info esp the zodiac signs! (Shameless astrology lover here)

Your vision is...

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You would have an anemo vision! Anemo vision holders seek comfort rather than total stability, and most importantly freedom in their own ways. These things all have different meanings to each individual.

I match you with...

Lisa!

I match you with Lisa! Lisa is very charming and social and would not mind at all if when getting to know her you were quiet. She would probably take advantage of the fact you fluster easily though!

She adores the fact you can be low key and quiet and also fun and energetic. She is the same way and understands It when you need a moment of silence.

She would let you come into the library if you were having a stressful day and just relax with you and enjoy the peace n quiet.

Definitely a great listener and remembers lots of little details you share with her about your hobbies.

She also gets really invested in stories and characters and I think she would play visual novels with you and help out reading different lines.

First date would probably be to a cafe and then to dinner at her place.

Quality time and gifts are her love languages.

She'll respond to your sarcasm with some of hers back, plenty of friendly banter.

#genshin #lisa #lisa x reader #binnie's matchups!

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nachtelang · 3 years

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Hc for Phoenix, Jett and Cypher receiving a lap dance from reader at a party as a dare. How would they react? Would they play along? What would they do afterwards? 7u7

going to assume this is the same anon that likes to send me nsfw requests, therefore you are getting bonked. also i’m obviously not an expert on lap dancing so if there are issues here then like. yeah. not much i can do abt it but try my best! headcanons for phoenix, jett, and cypher receiving a lap dance from the reader at a party as a dare, under the cut for mild nsfw!

also hey. fushiguro icons! very epic.

phoenix

phoenix was really really flustered and embarrassed when he got the dare. the others knew he had a crush on you, and they really pushed him to interact with you despite his obvious flustered protests. this time, however, the other agents knew phoenix could never turn down a dare. not that his pride would let him.

the moment you were on his lap, he was already extremely blushy. he tried to cover his face to avoid making eye contact with you, but it wasn’t like he could take his eyes off of you. the way you moved, the way your body felt against his... he felt like he was melting.

you could feel how hot phoenix was getting. literally. there was steam coming from the top of his head, and phoenix himself had to hold himself back from combusting. you smirked at him and he couldn’t help but get even more flustered, unable to hold back his groans.

you had to bring his hands up to your hips so he could hold you and pull you close as you moved against him. he held you gently, worried he might burn you if he held you any tighter, but he pulled you closer to him and encouraged your movements all the same. “k-keep going, (y/n),” phoenix tries his best to urge you on, and you’re happy to oblige.

jett

while she acts like it doesn’t bother her, jett can feel herself sweating bullets. her confidence is all an act to mask her burning crush on you. she’s already trying to hold back how flustered she is the moment she sits down.

the moment you’re seated on jett’s lap, arms wrapped around her shoulders, a seductive smirk on your face, jett already feels as if her heart has stopped. she’s got her hands on your hips almost immediately, smirking back at you, almost daring you to start moving. you, however, are not blind to the fact that she’s blushing all the way to the tips of her ears.

jett doesn’t take her eyes off of you, no matter what. she may bite her lip and struggle to hold back moans as you grind faster against her, but she’s watching you the whole time, taking in every sight. when she runs her hands along your body, she soaks in every gasp, every soft, held-back moan. to her, everything about you and this moment right now is perfect.

she wraps her arms around your hips and almost grinds back, teasing you, trying not to be too submissive to you. every time she gets the upper hand on you by making you moan or causing your movements to become sloppy, she smirks and teases you about it. jett asks if you can still keep going, and you aren’t going to lose to her, so you continue your pace. she’ll never forget how perfect you look moving on her lap the way you do.

cypher

cypher is unfazed when he received the dare. actually, by the way you can see his features shift beneath his mask, you can tell he’s smirking. he smirks at how much more flustered you are compared to him, and he sits down and pats his lap expectantly. “well, (y/n)? i’m expecting you to put on a show for me.”

of course, you aren’t going to lose to him. you take your seat on cypher’s lap and grip his shoulders tightly, leaning in so close to him he can feel your breath against his mask. you grind against his hips, creating friction between the two of you.

the groans you elicit from cypher’s lips are like music to your ears. he’s swiftly moved his hands to your hips, his grip around you tightening as you continue to grind against him. while you’re caught up in grinding against cypher he leans into your neck, raising his mask slightly so he can attach his lips to your neck, kissing softly. you moan against him and can practically feel the smirk on cypher’s lips.

eventually cypher had taken control of your movements, your bodies so close and your movements so sloppy because you’ve lost yourself to the way his hands trail up and down your hips and the rest of your body and the way he trails his lips up your neck to your jaw. you swear that, next time, you’ll get the upper hand on him.

#gadget inquiries! ; asks #i've already thought of everything. ; requests #valorant #valorant headcanons #phoenix #jett #cypher #valorant phoenix #valorant jett #valorant cypher #( stupid sexey cypher and his stupid sexey hands ugh )#( would let cypher dom me. goodbye )#( nobody reads my tags do not look at me )#( my cypher thirst is so real )#( phoenix and jett are so cute too though )#( jett can bluff and pretend she isnt flustered pretty well. phoenix just cant he gets too embarrassed HFDKGDSKF )

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papers4me · 4 years

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Fruits Basket SE02, Ep15

The anticipated” teacher conference”. While this ep is focused on yuki successfully overcoming his frightening “mother’s ghost”, I think it does a brilliant job amplifying the real “mother ghost” in the story.

A Mother’s Ghost:

Tohru is haunted by her mom’s ghost. Everything must stay as her mom wished:continue high school/find job. No selfish desires for herself. Nothing personal to pursue. past plans were made for two: a mother & daughter. Now she’s all alone. Future Status: In stagnation.

Kyo is haunted by two ghosts (his mom & kyoko). Literally two ghosts of two dead mothers. both deaths are supposedly caused by him. "you aren’t forgiven/won’t forgive you” are uttered by so many adults now, his father, Akito, the sohma’s & kyoko herself. Now he believes it, too. He must mend his mistakes by making sure the only two ppl he loves are safe. from him. Accuse a child of hideous things for too long, soon it becomes his reality. Future Status: Nonexistent.

Yuki is haunted by his mom’s ghost. tho his is alive & denying him affection, love & care. The old yuki would’ve got asthma attack & fainted. The new yuki is different. He isn’t alone. far more ppl have reached out to him. Tohru, Haru, kakeru & Aya. He had discovered warmth. The ghost isn’t scary as it used to be. It’s actually small & panicky. He’s stronger. Future status: hopeful & bright.

Real Mother vs Unknowing Mother Figure:

Yuki continues his plot line of moving forward & altho I suspected that he’ll receive help to overcome setbacks, I totally forgot abt Aya! XD. I thought tohru might’ve had a more active role in defending him as usual. But I’m glad she didn’t have any physical part in the conference scene cuz it helps the theme of yuki moving away from tohru & learning to lean on others until he can stand tall. Also, the writer excellently accelerated yuki’s growth using Ayame cuz (a) it helps strengthen their brotherly bond. (b) Yuki accepted his brother completely, thanked & defended him in front of his scary mom, adding to (c) Aya’s subplot of being rewarded for his many attempts to atone for neglecting yuki. (d) Teaching yuki that his scary mom can be rendered helpless in front of a confident person. (e) Yuki taking all that in & using it to stand up for himself by the end of the scene & articulate that His future is HIS. (f) yuki discovering that he doesn't need tohru’s help as much as before. (g) yuki realizing what he sought in tohru (motherly emotional nurture). Finally (h) tohru letting go of yuki!! She saw he doesn't need her as much anymore. While tohru obviously doesn’t look for a child/baby in yuki, she most genuinely cared for him as a friend but she also indulged in his issues to escape hers. the more the sohma’s get strong & don’t require much of her help, the more she’ll be forced to face her mom’s ghost..What will you do tohru if tomorrow the curse broke?.if all you have left is you & your mom’s picture..

Eating somen & its double meaning. a.k.a ( brilliant writing)!!!:

SE02, Ep.2, was the introduction to future planning. Kyo, troubled by his future, decided to eat comfort food & cooked somen. Tohru, troubled by her furure, couldn’t seep, joined in & cooked/eaten with him. Later Shigure & yuki joined. That day tohru felt so much better. Why? cuz she ate somen with friends? NO. Cuz she opened her heart & cried for herself. kyo made her,unwillingly, peek into her fears. Had she not talked & broke into tears, shigure wouldn’t have suggested the laundry analogy & enjoying the already cooked food together. The somen would’ve become just a normal late dinner in shigure’s house. The difference is kyo pushed tohru to acknowledge her tears. She resisted first “don’t kyo, don’t force me to look deeper”. Her tears turned into excitements by the end of the night, they all shared teasing & jokes.

Tohru wants that relieved feeling again. Except she wants it without opening her heart. She refuses to peek inside & cry over herself & her fears. She associated the feeling of relief with “eating somen with friends” NOT “facing your fears & opening up, accepting help”. She knows everybody is worried abt their future. so they must go home together & share somen. How did that work out? Laughing & teasing happened. but what abt the feeling of relief ? kyo is still worried abt hurting tohru, painfully gazing at her (not relieved), tohru still wears the happy mask, pretending all is fine (not relieved). Yuki calling his mom in dark corridor & fearing her (not relieved) Brilliant writing indeed! The only one who changed positively afterwards is yuki cuz he opened his lid in next scene, peeked inside & faced it by accepting help.

Tohru’s tight shit lid:

I had previously compared kyo’s feelings/ trauma with fire that spreads fast, burn him & hurt others. His trauma is tied strongly with death (kyoko) & suicide(his mom physically & him metaphorically thro confinement). How can you put out the fire without killing it? His trauma must be dealt/healed in a way that doesn’t kill the fire. Keep the light & warmth in it by igniting kyo’s desire to live. (I can’t figure out how & it’s driving me crazy!!!). Yuki’s feelings/trauma is a kin to a flowing river, calm in the surface but can flood dangerously & destroy. How can you fix it without rendering the river into a lifeless pond? by insuring it runs/flows regularly & reaches its destination!! Always changing & moving forward (already happening).

but what abt tohru? tohru’s feelings/trauma is a kin to a tiny flower. tender & fragile, it needs warmth, light & water to grow. This flower isn’t particularly prettier than the others nor rare. But it’s precious & provides joy. One might not notice that this flower is sick from the inside until it withers & dies silently.

Tohru’s closed box has more than her mom now. It has kyo. But why is kyo, who is a source of comfort to tohtu, is now paired with her mom’s saddest flashback?? Why can’t tohru accept loving kyo? altho tohru didn’t say it, we saw her shaken reaction to kyo’s confinement the day Akito told her & how she sought kazuma. Tohru might not have realized that kyo is her most loved one yet, but we as viewers don’t doubt it as the writer has amazingly led us thro their most normal & gradual relationship. Still it doesn’t explain why is kyo put away in tohru’s box along with kyoko’s haunting flashback & falling deep into the dark ocean of tohru’s darkest hidden thoughts?. Tohru hides pain.. why is loving kyo a pain to tohru?? why is she refusing to face her growing attachment to him?? she’s tragically lonely but she refuses to acknowledge her feelings of belonging to kyo?? could it be cuz she’s denying herself selfish desires? she doesn’t see herself worthy for him? tohru has often looked down on herself. Could it be thoru is scared of loving kyo? scared of being abandoned?? scared of changing herself? Weird!!!!!!I need More tohru!!!!

Side Notes:

Tohru’s story keeps getting more complicated emotionally in ways I haven't anticipated & I love it!! altho I don’t really get the part of fearing to love kyo?? it’s a bit weird since tohru has a loving nature. but hope to learn why soon.

kyo asks hana if she can read his heart with her waves. Also kyo openly stares fondly at tohru right in front of hana & co. boy is so preciously lovesick! XD.

Shigure is right. tohru isn’t his responsibility. Him providing support for her is already enough from a non-relative. I love his brash honesty.

Shigure/Mayu scene is the best comedy. I love their dynamics.

Kazuma’s “Its fine if you take as long as the others” is such inspiring line. It spoke to my heart! finding your future isn’t a competition!! It reinforces furuba’s brilliant message of everybody having their own pace. just cuz yuki is moving fast & healthy towards his future, doesn’t mean the others are less worthy for fearing a future or not finding the way to begin with. Everybody moves in different speed cuz they’re different ppl with different character traits, trauma. Also, foreshadowing!. Kyo’s lid will be opened last. Bring it on kyoko!

Is Aya the first sohma to get his happy ending/full redemption/achieved goal? YUP! fitting for Mr. Most-Confident!

Yuki’s conference scene is one of the well-directed, gives me hopes for tohru’s future dark story, but also it could mean the director is saving their craziest dramatic animation/adventures/experiments for her.. yikes!!!! plz NO.

Kyoko being a dotting mom, role model, gang member, cool friend & a chilling haunting ghost is brilliant story-telling!

tohru literally drawn in the sky after yuki saying ” you’re like the sky” is too much. lol.. but I’ll let it pass, it’s minor.

#Fruits Basket #Anime Only #excited paper #SE02

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ehstarwar · 4 years

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flesh stays no farther reason (1/6)

Great, she thinks, another horny creep trying to entice young women to hop into bed with them for roughly 30 seconds.

She reads the post anyways.

Five times Ben looks for Rey and the one time she finds him.

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 5K

Read on AO3

Notes:

my brain at 2a.m., assuring me that it'll be a one-shot: for the lady, perhaps a salad?

me, 5,000+ words in and only on their first meeting: [chuckling] perhaps not

what's to come is still unsure

She sees it on Reddit.

She doesn’t normally scroll through the website (certainly not subreddits like this) but she’s bored and can only take the same Buzzfeed quizzes so many times.

She’s not sure what led her to this page, how the rabbit hole of the internet made her search r/mseekingfcorusant but here she was, scrolling through the disjointed thoughts of horny guys in her area.

Posted by u/droidwrangerl88

need hot girl to bang. serious inquiries only.

Posted by u/mycumtastelikesarlacc

Any girls in the Coruscant area looking to hook up this evening? 38M seeking mid-20sF. Will split hotel bill.

Posted by u/hotbountyhunter3483

any females interested in shredded guy for an evening? willing to meet for drinks b4 hand, and will pay for ur drinks if ur hot. (943) 349-9684 ;)

Rey finds it consistently astonishing how gross and vulgar men can be when hidden behind a screen. But she is scrolling on this page out of her own free will, so it does seem a little ‘pot-calling-the-kettle-black-ish.’ Just as her finger goes to press back to the home-screen, a tiny blue bubble appears at the top of the page, indicating that there has been a new post made. Great, she thinks, another horny creep trying to entice young women to hop into bed with them for roughly 30 seconds.

She reads the post anyways.

Posted by u/KyL0_R3N

31M seeking similarly aged F for the evening of 05/17. I have an important meeting on the 18th and sex the night before proves to a good luck charm for me. Nothing too crazy or obscene, fairly vanilla to start off with, but willing to go further based on her desires.

Something in Rey clenches.

It’s by far the most eloquently phrased way of asking for sex that she’s seen thus far. He seems straightforward, which is refreshing, but she knows that the best of psychopaths are good at hiding their true intention.

She clicks to his profile.

He seems interested in pretty common threads. Cooking tips, best laundromats in Coruscant, Galaxy Battles discourse; all innocuous and nothing to indicate he would chop up whoever responds to his post. Maybe that’s why she sends him a message.

From u/R3yoflight

why not just download tinder?

everyone on tinder is looking for sex too.

She bites her lip as she presses send. It’s not the best conversation starter, she’s aware, but their semi-introduction was from him posting about wanting to have sex to preform well in a meeting. Formalities can be forgone, in this particular situation. It’s not like she’s trying to impress him either; she didn’t message him to accept is offer, just merely because she’s curious.

There’s a pang of nervousness when she hears the notification sound out that he’s responded.

From u/KyL0_R3N

There’s too much preamble on dating apps.

Also, I’m looking to have sex, not to date.

It seemed more advantageous

to be straightforward.

From u/R3yoflight

hmmmm

i guess that makes sense

(also advantageous is worth 17 points in

scrabble, so kudos)

have you gotten many interested respondents?

From u/KyL0_R3N

You’re the first.

From u/R3yoflight

who says i’m interested???

From u/KyL0_R3N

Well, you are the one who messaged me?

Also, my post has been up for only a few minutes,

so you’re the first respondent in any capacity.

From u/R3yoflight

oooohhh i feel special ☺️✨

From u/KyL0_R3N

You’ve yet to tell me if you’re interested.

Is she?

Is she really considering letting Mr. KyL0_R3N fuck her after meeting him through a publicly placed internet post and knowing next to nothing about him?

From u/R3yoflight

maybe??

idk v much abt u yet

how do i know ur not a serial killer

or that u actually are who u say u are

which u haven’t yet

said who u are, that is

From u/KyL0_R3N

I’m 31M. I work in Coruscant at a tech company.

I’m 6’3, 190lbs. I’m not a killer in any capacity.

You haven’t told me anything about yourself,

which hardly seems fair.

From u/R3yoflight

24F, 5’6, i’m not telling u my weight

i work at an auto shop downtown so i can

kick ur ass if ur lying abt not being a killer

From u/KyL0_R3N

In order to kick my ass, we’d have to meet.

So, are you interested or not?

From u/R3yoflight

i shouldn’t be

From u/KyL0_R3N

I have the distinct feeling that you are.

Am I right?

From u/R3yoflight

...

yeah

He tells her his name is Kylo Ren, which she thinks sounds stupid and made up, but doesn’t press him. They hammer out some more details, agreeing to meet at the bar of a swanky hotel downtown first, and if all goes well, he’ll have a room reserved for them.

When she tells him that she can’t afford to pay any of the room, he dismisses her flippantly with a quick ‘I’ll take care of it’ that makes her chest feel tight.

They don’t talk much after that, only a message from her a few days before hand, making sure the plan was still on, and an affirmative from his side. But a few hours before they’re supposed to meet up, Rey gets a notification from him. It distracts her from the task at hand (precision shaving of her legs and… other parts), causing a knick on the back of her calf.

From u/KyL0_R3N

While I don’t think that we’ll be doing

anything that would require

a safe word, I’d like to have one in case.

From u/R3yoflight

i’ve never had a safe word.

what’s a good one?

From u/KyL0_R3N

It doesn’t have to be anything special.

We can stick to a traditional scale.

Green means you’re good.

Yellow means slow down.

Red means to stop entirely.

Does that work?

From u/R3yoflight

yeah thats good

why don’t you think that we won’t be doing

anything to justify a safe word?

you planning to go easy on me 😈

From u/KyL0_R3N

That depends, sweetheart.

How far are you willing to go?

Rey thinks for a moment. She should have some hard lines set, especially since he’s a total stranger. In fact, she shouldn’t be fucking a stranger at all. But she was in this far, so she may as well go all in.

From u/R3yoflight

i’m not super into choking but a lil breath play

is okay

no extreme bondage or degradation

maybe at some point but just… not now

anything in my ass will require a lot of work

before hand bc not much has been in there.

any hard no’s 4 u?

i’m on birth control so u can come inside me

if you want

From u/KyL0_R3N

I think we should stick to no

bondage/degradation/breath play for now

I’m not super into those anyways.

I’ll keep that in mind about your ass.

Maybe nothing in my ass. For now.

That about covers my no’s.

What are some of you hard yes’s?

From u/R3yoflight

i like being taken control of, dominated, i guess

kissing is big for me but i get it if u don’t like it

also major daddy kink but that can be

controlled if its not ur thing

what do u like

From u/KyL0_R3N

Very much yes to that Daddy kink and kissing.

I lean towards dom anyway, so that should work out.

I like hickeys. Giving and receiving.

I also have pretty good stamina, just a warning.

From u/R3yoflight

i like a man with good stamina ;)

u gonna wear me out tonight? 😈

From u/KyL0_R3N

Yes. Yes I am.

She gets there late. Unlike every other time she runs late for something, this time is purposeful. If he gets angry with her, she’ll know to leave. And she’s counting on that. Him giving her a reason to leave. She needs it so she doesn’t do something stupider than what she’s already doing now.

But when she arrives and see’s the absolute mammoth of a man, with long-is black hair and moles and big ears, Rey just knows she’s in for it.

He stands when he sees her. Realistically she knew that 6’3 was tall, but it’s still a bit shocking to her. One of his gargantuan hands is holding a beer, the other resting on the back of the chair. She spends a second too long admiring his form, earning a knowing-but-slight smirk from him.

“You’re Kylo.” It’s an unnecessary statement, because who else could he be, but one that is said all the same.

“And you’re Rey.”

His fucking voice. It’s too beautiful to be addressing her, she’s sure of it.

“Work ran over, that’s why I’m late.” She wasn’t going to give him an excuse, but the words fall out of her mouth.

“I’m familiar with that myself. It’s no trouble, really.” He holds the chair out for her, and she gracefully takes a seat. A server comes around and takes her drink order of a club soda before scurrying off.

“Nothing to relax the nerves?” He question, taking a sip of his drink.

“I prefer to have a clear head for…” She trails off. What does this qualify as? A hook-up? A booty-call? A job interview?

“Good girl.”

Her breath stops for a moment before she remembers its necessary to survive.

“You said you work for a tech company downtown; is it close?” She asks, hoping she sounds passive.

“Not far. I need to be close for tomorrow.” He never looks away from her; it makes her sweat.

The server comes back with her drink, and Rey takes a giant gulp, just for something to preoccupy her mouth.

“You said you work for an auto shop downtown. What do you do there?” He asks, eying her hands curiously. Rey worries that he’ll realize she wasn’t actually at work if her hands aren’t greasy, so she hides them under the table.

“I’m a mechanic,” She tells him, sitting up straighter.

“You’re…” He begins, but she cuts him off.

“A woman mechanic, yes. It’s not entirely uncommon.”

“I was going to say young.” She bites her lip. His voice doesn’t sound like its chastising her, but she feels bad all the same.

“Most men are uncomfortable with the fact that I know more about cars than them.” Rey doesn’t know why she continues to challenge him, but his reactions always surprise her.

It’s… nice.

“Do I seem like I’m uncomfortable by that?”

She regards him. “No, but you did proposition anyone with computer access, so I think your threshold for uncomfortable must be very high.”

He doesn’t laugh, per se, but the corners of his mouth lift and his cheeks become tight. She smiles at the sight.

“Seems that we’re both very bold. A female mechanic and an online propositioner. We make for quite a pair.”

“Hopefully that means the sex will be good.”

Kylo Ren does smile at that.

His hand is on the small of her back when they get in the elevator and Rey is actively trying to ignore the fluttering in her gut, which is why the words blurt out of her.

“My roommate knows where we are!” It’s a loud noise in an otherwise quiet area, but Kylo doesn’t seem startled by it. He just looks down at her. “I have to be back at the apartment, in person, by noon tomorrow or she’s calling the cops.” Rey is quieter now but her voice still shakes.

“My meeting is at 10, so you’ll have plenty of time to get back to your place. I can have my driver drop you off there, if you like,” He says.

“Thats… not why I’m telling you. But that you. I mean, my roommate will know if something bad happens to me. So it would be wise of you to not kill me.” Rey gulps.

Kylo’s hand comes to her face and brushes a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Rey.” His voice is soft. “I’m not going to kill you, or hit you, or do anything you don’t want me to do.” She’s facing him now. “If you feel uncomfortable, I wouldn’t be mad. You can leave whenever you want.”

“But what do you want? You’ve asked me what I’ve wanted in every interaction we’ve had, but all I know is that you want to fuck somebody so that you’re not nervous or whatever tomorrow. Do you even want me? Or was I just the first person who responded to you post? It goes both ways, ya know. You need to tell me what you want, too.”

His hand brushes the side of her jaw, his eyes trail down her face, no doubt seeing the nervous expression she wears.

“I want you, Rey.”

His lips are on hers the moment the door is shut. His hand cradles the back of her head as he shoves his body against hers, pinning her to the wall. His other hand grips her hip and will definitely leave a bruise. She loves it.

But his warm, wet mouth on hers with his plush, pink lips makes any coherent thought leave her head. She moans into his mouth, hands trying desperately to pop open the buttons of his shirt. She makes a sound of frustration when the last stubborn button won’t come undone, and his hands are there in an instant, ripping the thing straight off. She slides her hands along his toned chest as his tongue invades her mouth. When her hands venture further south, they find the more than impressive bulge straining against his slacks.

“I should’ve… asked you earlier…” He says into her mouth as he sucks off the remaining shirt and suit jacket, “if you… like… dirty talk.” Rey keens against him, forcing his mouth to go to her neck as she breathes out a chant of ‘yes, yes, yes.’

Kylo makes a noise of approval before hoisting her into his arms. Rey’s legs instinctively wrap around his hips as he walks them towards the bed.

“Good, because it would be a shame not to be able to tell you that I can’t wait to taste your cunt.”

Rey has died.

She has died and gone to whatever afterlife will have her.

She never wants to leave it.

“You… don’t… you don’t have to…” She manages to say between kisses. Kylo pulls back from her then, eyes dark, hair a mess, lip red and bitten.

“I want to. Will you let me?” Rey nods so fast she’s worried her neck will be sore. His hands ruck up her cotton dress, until he decides that the offending material will need to be off all together. She’s left in her black bralette and underwear and Kylo stares down at her.

“My tit’s aren’t that big. I’m sorry if you were looking forward to-”

“They’re perfect,” He cuts her off by kissing down her chest, mouthing her nipples through the dark fabric. The heat of his mouth combined with the coolness of the room make her nipples stand at attention, pebbling at the fabric.

Kylo depends further, and puts his entire face against her still-clothed pussy, inhaling and licking her through the fabric. Rey is a whiny mess against the sheets, hair in every direction, full body blush. She hopes he thinks she’s hot because, god, she’s never sen anyone like him.

Kylo takes of her panties and immodestly begins lapping at her cunt, no warning or hesitation, making Rey give something of a moan and a yelp. Her hand goes to his hair, feeling the luscious locks between her fingers. His hands go to her ass, lifting her up slightly so he gets a better angle.

“You’re… too good… at this…” She manages between breaths. Rey would bet anything he’s smirking against her.

Kylo uses his nose to rub at her clit before alternating between kitten licks and sucking on it. It takes no time at all for Rey to come. So quickly, in fact, that she would be embarrassed if she could move. Her whole body is on fire as he licks her through it, occasionally using a hand to brush at her nipples. The tears streaming out of her eyes and drool gathering at the corner of her mouth must make her look ghastly, but Kylo doesn’t seem to mind.

When he finally sits back, still between her legs, she can make out the bulge from earlier, now even more prominent.

He’s looking down at her, at the mess he’s made of her, and against every instinct, she lets him.

“I don’t normally come that fast,” she tells him. Her voice is quiet even now, and she knows it’ll be strained tomorrow. Good, something to remember him by.

“It won’t take me that long to come, either,” he admits, having the kindness to look sheepish as he says it.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Kylo represses a smile.

He gets off the bed, shucking his pants, underwear, and socks off in one felt swoop, leaving him gorgeously bare before her. If she though the bulge was impressive, the real thing is even better. His cock is red and pointed upwards as he stands across from her. His hand goes to pump himself a few times, smearing the precome along his length. Rey can’t help but reach out, whole body going with her as she opens her mouth to bring Kylo towards her. His hand stops her, gently, and she looks up at him in confusion.

“I want to suck you off,” She tells him, brows still furrowed.

“Later,” he tells her.

Kylo pulls her back up the bed with him, so that he hovers over her as he kisses her again. She still taste herself on him, but can’t find the heart to care. Her hands go to wrap around him, feeling the thickness for herself. Huge is an understatement. But Rey’s always been ambitious.

She pumps him a little, feeling him nearly whimper in her mouth.

“You gonna let me fuck you, baby?” he murmurs.

“Yes… yes please…”

Rey feels his hand come over hers as Kylo slots himself between her legs and aligns his cock to her core. He slides in, slowly, stretching her the whole way. She pants against his skin, digs her nails into his shoulder.

“Tell me if it’s too much.” His voice sounds strained, like he’s holding back from her.

“It’s good, daddy… so good…” she pants.

He whines some curses against her skin as he finishes seating himself inside of her.

“… so good, sweetheart. Takin’ me so well… taking your daddy so well,” He mumbles, pressing kisses to any part of her skin. Rey can already feel the beginning of another orgasm itch inside of her, and for the first time in a while, she has no doubt that Kylo will get her there.

“Daddy… you can move… please,” She’s breathless as she asks him. He groans above her and rest his forehead against hers.

His hips being to move, still slow, but making her breath hitch ever shallow thrust.

“Tight… so tight for me…” He mumbles. Rey takes a minute to look at him, really look at him. He’s flushed, skin damp, but he’s still so very handsome. Moles dot his face and she can’t resist using a hand to trace them. His hair tickles her nose, so she pushes it back behind his ears, which are a bit too big for his head but she adores them.

Kylo lets Rey take him in, but gets her attention back to the moment with a quick snap of his hips.

“Can you come again?” He asks, and Rey nods. His mouth depends on her neck, sucking hickeys to every patch of skin it finds, as he pushes into her. She can feel the bump of his cock every time he bottoms out, a sensation she’s never felt before, and it makes her clench him every time. His hand skates down between them to get to her clit, and he quickly begins rubbing her there.

“Gonna let me fill you with my come? Gonna be a good girl and hold it all in? Can you do that for me baby? Huh?” His words send shivers down her spine, aiding in his pursuit to get her to come again. She mumbles incoherent words of approval, trying to tel him “yes, yes! I’ll be your good girl!” but speech fails her at the moment.

But Rey knows Kylo understands what she’s trying to say.

She feels his rhythm falter and his hand speeds against her clit. She tightens her legs around his hips, trying to wordlessly tell him she’s close too.

“Please, baby, please come for me…” His voice is desperate and strained and makes her shudder. Her hips find purchase against the base of his cock, in combination with the movement of his fingers, and she’s thrust into the abyss again.

Kylo holds her against him as she comes, whole body vibrating, and he follows after her. He grunts against a pillow as he comes, and Rey is distantly aware that he’s actually biting the poor thing. His come is hot within her, and she feels him pulse as he keeps slamming his hips to hers. The slapping of skin slows as she feels his body let go of the tension, and Rey is boneless beneath him.

He lays on her, still half-hard inside of her, as they come down from their mutual high. They are both breathing so heavily that speaking is out of the question, at least for a while. Kylo pulls out of her, and a mad rush of fluid starts to leak out of her. She clenches, remembering his words from earlier.

Part of her expects a coldness afterwards; after all, that’s what most sex has been for her. Once he’s come, he leaves. It’s the oldest story in the book. And for all Kylo’s talk of ‘stamina’, there’s still a part of her that expects it’s just a façade.

But he doest leave her, cold and debauched, to get redressed and make a hasty exit. Instead, he plants a kiss to the side of her jaw and rubs her torso sweetly before helping her sit up. She’s weak, and he knows it.

“We need to get you cleaned up,” He says when she slouch against him. She mumbles something unintelligible into his skin. Instead of getting rough with her, Kylo just soothes her. “Women are 38% more likely to get a UTI if they don’t pee after sex. That’s not a parting gift I’d like to give you,” he elaborates.

Rey sighs, but lets Kylo get her to the bathroom.

They sleep in spurts.

For a few hours after their first time, before Kylo wakes her with the incessant press of his hard cock into her abdomen. (He takes her even more slowly that time, sleepy and still blissed out. He comes before she does, but he uses his fingers to get her there, still.)

A few hours after that, Rey makes good on her promise to get her mouth on him, waking him with her mouth already working him. (His come tastes bitter and tangy, but she swallows it because it’s his.) She sits on his face afterwards, letting his tongue get her off again.

The next time she wakes, Kylo is kissing her chest, licking at her now oversensitive nipples. There’s a faint light peaking through the windows and Rey knows their time is coming to an end. She runs a hand through his hair to indicate she’s awake now, but he keeps on in his pursuit. Only when her chest spit-covered and shiny does Kylo seem satisfied with his work, and lifts his head to look at Rey.

“Good Morning,” She mumbles, voice strained as expected, and still groggy from sleep. He hums his response, and presses a sweet, lingering kiss to her lips.

Rey glances at the clock, noting its just past 7, when they both sit up in bed. Kylo goes to say something, but is cut off by the grumbling of Rey’s stomach. Her cheeks heat as his voice falls silent.

“Sorry… I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning,” she admits. Kylo’s brow furrows for a moment, but the dark expression passes fleetingly.

“Let’s rectify that first, shall we?”

The breakfast menu for room service is extensive, and Kylo orders one of everyone instead of actually looking it over. Rey can only half-heartedly try to tell him it was too much, when her eyes catch a glimpse of the fluffiest looking waffles she’s ever seen. Kylo had only kissed her head and ordered before walking into the shower.

It arrives in record time, a result, she’s sure, of the high-class hotel he got for them. The room, which she’d been too preoccupied to notice last night, is opulent. A bit gaudy for her taste (were gold curtains really necessary), but Rey was in no position to complain. She hesitated to put on actual clothes, instead opting for the plush robe that hung in the wardrobe.

Rey is half into the whole meal when Kylo emerges from the bathroom, towel hung low on his hips and hair still damp. Rey bites her lip so hard she draws blood. He sits across from her, picking up the two plates she hand’t touched.

“Greek Youghert and fruit? Don’t you want a waffle? I saved some whipped cream for you.” She extends the aforementioned whipped cream, earring her a slight smile from Kylo.

“You’re very kind, but no thank you. This is what I eat every morning,” he tells her. Rey scrunches her face. Kylo pours himself some black coffee too, and Rey finds the will to keep her mouth shut.

They eat in companionable silence, Rey scarfing down whatever her hands touch, and Kylo methodically eating his healthy-dude breakfast. Rey notes that neither of them are on their phones; it’s perhaps the first meal she’s had with someone in a while where that’s the case. Like everything else that’s made her heart flutter with him, she tries to ignore it.

Once the table is thoroughly pillaged, Kylo gets up to get dressed and says nothing when Rey hops on the bed and continues to watch him. He’s not embarrassed by nudity, clearly, and tosses the towel away for a solid 5 minutes before putting on underwear.

He’s fully dressed shortly and applies some product to his hair that has writing in french, yet Rey is still wearing only the robe and probably still has his come on her thighs. And other areas.

Part of her thinks he’ll just carry on with his routine as if she’s not there. He’ll pack his suit from the night before and leave the room without an second glance her way. Much to her relief, she’s wrong.

When he’s finally ready, Kylo turns toward her, leans down, and plants a soft kiss directly on her lips. It’s an infinitely more affectionate gesture than she had expected going into this, but a welcome one all the same. He stares fondly down at her when their lips part.

“The room is yours to use until 4 P.M., but I remember you have a noon curfew,” He tells her. Suddenly, Rey regrets telling Rose to call the national guard if she’s not physically in her presence before the clock strikes 12.

“I guess I’ll make do,” She teases.

They fall silent again, and for the second time that morning Kylo goes to say something, but falls short. The silence becomes too much for Rey to bear, so her cursed mouth opens of it on volition.

“I’m not sure how these are supposed to work… one night stands, I mean,” She admits. Something in Kylo’s face falls, but Rey can’t quite tell what.

“I don’t have much experience with these either,” he tells her. Rey shuffles onto her knees, so that they’re both eye-level, and extends her hand. Kylo looks at it with a hint of confusion mixed with amusement.

“Well, you’ve been a wonderful reddit-fuck. Thank you for posting,” she says, giving a mega-watt smile. He sakes her hand.

“And you’ve been a wonderful reddit-fuck-respondent. Thank you for critiquing my going about soliciting sex.” Rey opens her mouth in an exaggerated offense, but Kylo cuts her off with another sweet kiss.

She melts into it, holding his hair with her hands, letting herself mold to his torso as his tongue swipes her lower lip. The kiss is wonderful and hot and sweet all at the same time and makes her head spin.

When it’s over and she’s caught her breath again, a pang of nervousness infiltrates her consciousness. It’s over, it whispers, you’ll never see him again if you don’t do anything. He’ll leave, just like everyone else, if you let him.

“Do you have any more meetings?” She practically shouts at him. Kylo looks confused for a moment, so she goes on. “I just mean… if you needed someone to help… prepare you for your meetings, there’s a chance I’d be available.” Her voice grows softer as she keeps talking, suddenly feeling like an idiot for suggesting that at all. Before she has a chance to spiral, Kylo brings her back.

“I do… I mean, I will. That would be… very gracious of you, to offer you help.” She bites her lip to keep from smiling too hard.

“Okay, good.” She nods at him, relief washing over her as she realizes she might not be the only one who doesn’t want to let this go.

It’s a new feeling that probably shouldn’t be attached to a person whom was very clear about their desire for a no-strings hook up, but Rey has always had a preference for things that are challenging.

Kylo Ren seems as good a challenge as any.

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bonus: i am all of me | shawn mendes

university au, shawn x goth oc

AN: the goth gf series is now a finalist in the @shawnblrficawards which is???? so fucking wild??? ppl care abt my story??? so yeah, to celebrate HERE IS A THROWBACK by throwback i mean this takes place in the university days, before the shawn meets series

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For someone who deviates the norm on a regular basis, I hung out with a lot of normal people. Most of my “goth” friends were back home in California, and the only “goth” friend I had here in Toronto was Patrick Markowski. He preferred not to be around the normies I hung out with, so it was just me against the world sometimes.

It’s not like I meant for my friend group to end up like this. At first, my only normal friend was Stella. But Stella was friends with Camila, who was friends with Shawn, who had been dating me for the last three months. Shawn was quite popular around campus, and he was always seen talking to someone. People liked him, and he loved people. I preferred laying low and being invisible, even though that was hard to do.

I was always in black lace, fishnets, platforms, or all of the above. I was rarely caught without my hair in my face or my signature winged liner. Putting me next to a normal guy was odd, and that wasn’t hard to notice. If Shawn introduced me to a stranger, that stranger always had the mildly disapproving stare. Not to mention, one of his friends just viewed me as the target to playfully bully.

When it came from the group of normal people I hang around with, it’s fine. Shawn’s best friend, Brian, constantly took the piss out of me. It was our primary form of communication at this point. I wear black, I steal souls and drink virgin blood. I can joke about it too. I actually liked it sometimes. It was fun to joke about my plan to steal Shawn’s heart and sacrifice it to Satan. Just girly things, y’know?

There’s something I didn’t appreciate, though. And it didn’t come from Brian or Shawn or anyone, really. It came from my own pride and lack of brain cells. It took one random game of Odds On with Camila that brought me face to face with a monstrosity and the realization that I may take this goth thing more seriously than I thought.

Camila was grinning as she held up the pink, ruffly dress. “You’re gonna look so pretty.”

Behind her, Stella was giggling. She witnessed the Odds On and was there to make sure I kept my word.

The dress was short sleeved, and the ruffles made a very poofy skirt. The pink was a horrifying pastel that made my skin crawl. I didn’t mind colors as long as I’m wasn’t the one wearing them.

“What dumpster did you pull that out of?” I asked.

“Forever 21!” Camila happily replied, laying the dress down on my bed.

“And you literally just bought this today?”

“Yup! You can keep it after as a token of my friendship.” She stuck her tongue out. “So, from sun up to sun down tomorrow, you have to wear this. And I have to see you at least once so I know you didn't cheat! No changing either!”

I always kept my word, almost to a fault. That’s why I didn’t bring up the knot in my stomach, or the dread hanging on my shoulders to anyone. I didn’t mention how pushing someone out of their comfort zone could do more harm than good. It was just a silly little bet. It was just clothing. I shouldn’t have been so worried about it.

That didn’t exactly stop me from telling Shawn about it over FaceTime. I kept my frustrations on a low simmer, knowing that Camila was one of my boyfriend’s friends.

“So don’t do it,” Shawn told me. “It’s a meaningless bet, right?”

“But I made a promise, and Camila already spent money at Forever fucking 21!”

“Mm, you do hate that store.”

“So much… Fuck, I’m actually dreading tomrrow.”

“Aw, babe…” He looked at me for a moment. “What if you fake sick? It’ll be believable since you get sick a lot.”

I hummed. “I’d have to wear it the next day. The point is for me to look stupid and out of character in public.”

“What if you accidentally damage the dress?”

“She’ll know I did it on purpose, and then I’d end up owing her…” I reached for the flimsy fabric on the floor and found the tag. “Thirty-five dollars?!”

Shawn didn’t say anything for a second. “Well… at least you look cute in pink!”

That made me groan in annoyance. No one seemed to get it. “It doesn’t matter how cute I look! It’s not my color! I’m gonna look so out of it and, and... “ I sighed and threw the dress back on the floor.

A deep pit formed in my stomach overnight. I wished it was enough to keep me bedridden, but the dress was going to be worn no matter what. I got ready for my morning classes as I normally did. Intense liner, black lipstick, kept my hair down. Put the dress on and paired it with my combat boots. Once I looked as least uncomfortable as could be, Stella came knocking on the door.

“Let me see, let me see!”

I couldn’t even fake a smile as I opened the door. Actually, I scowled at my roommate, who had her phone out. The flash went off, and I immediately used my bedroom door to shield myself.

“No pictures!” I snapped.

“Oh come on! Camila has to see that you followed through!” Stella replied. When I ignored her, she sighed. “Okay, my phone is in my pocket! And we’ll see Camila later today, anyway!”

I poked my head out the door, making sure my roommate kept her word. Still, nothing could really make this better. Well, apart from getting rid of the stupid dress.

"Let's get today overwith," I mumbled, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

Thankfully, Camila forgot to get a matching coat for today's look, so I found refuge in my leather jacket. That made going to classes a little easier, but I still felt out of place and just… not good. No one in my classes cared about how I looked, and that was fine. The permanent scowl on my face kept the guys in gaming club from saying anything at all too. My problem wasn't the fear of being singled out and made fun of. That happened when I dressed normally, I was immune to that.

Trust me, I was very aware of how dramatic I looked all the time. I knew just how odd I looked with my group of normal friends and my normal boyfriend. That's just how I am, and that's probably what bugged me. I was blending in too much, and it was so far from me that I wanted to jump out of my own skin.

Every part of me wanted to just fuck off to my dorm after my psychology class, but I had to remember my promise to Camila. She had to see for herself that I followed through. She sent a text asking to meet her at one of the picnic tables on the courtyard, and I knew damn well it wasn't going to be just her.

The distaste on my face was amusing to Camila, Stella, Brian, and Connor as I approached the table. I had my arms folded as their faces lit up in shock.

"Well, aren't you a ray of sunshine?" Camila giggled. "I can't believe you did it!"

I only chewed the inside of my cheek. Then, I turned to Brian, who was beside himself with silence. It's better than laughing in my face, I suppose.

"Go ahead, lay it on me," I told him.

"I would," he replied, "but Shawn…"

"Huh?"

The other three at the table were nodding in agreement. Camila pointed behind me, so I looked.

My jaw dropped.

There he was, six foot something in the exact same pink, ruffled dress as me. The top half of the dress was tight over his broad chest, it probably didn't zip all the way. The skirt was very short, showing a lot of Shawn's thighs. He bounded over to the table like nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Hey guys," he greeted, slinging his arm around me.

I was still caught with my mouth open at the sight of him.

"Oh my god," Camila said, floored.

"Well, don't we look pretty?" Brian said with a laugh.

"I'm always pretty, thanks," Shawn replied, dramatically running his fingers through his hair.

I was still silent. I didn't even know where to begin: The fact that the top half of the dress was one wrong move away from ripping? The fact that Shawn was on the receiving end of Brian's roasting? The fact that Shawn heard my mindless venting and took matters into his own hands? Or the fact that he did this shit instead of simply bringing me a bigger jacket? There was just too much to unpack here.

That, and a new appreciation for this guy I was dating. My shocked expression had morphed into a soft grin the longer I watched him casually talk with his friends.

It was a thoughtful(?) gesture, but it didn't fix anything.

I followed Shawn home like a lost puppy at the end of the school day. Apart from teasing thigh touches, neither of us had properly talked about our matching attire. Shawn talked about everything no matter what, so this was a little strange.

It was strange because I wanted to talk about it.

"So," I began when we were in his car, although I quickly realized I didn't know how to go about this. "Um… what the fuck?"

Shawn glanced at her once as he pulled out of the parking lot. “Huh?”

I gestured to the outfit, an expectant look on my face.

“Oh, that,” he said. “I figured you wanted the attention off of you.”

“So you got the same dress?”

“I got the same dress.”

There was a pause as I looked at him, a half smile on my face. My brain was still having trouble processing the fact that he did this… for me. Or, at all.

“Well…” I trailed off, pushing away the cheesy words threatening to spill out. “...that was pretty cool. Thanks.”

Shawn reached across the center console and took my hand. “You sounded pretty upset on FaceTime. I just wanted to make it a little easier for you.”

“It’s no big deal.”

He opened his mouth to say something else, but decided against it.

“What?” I asked. You can’t just do that and expect me not to question it.

Apparently, that was all Shawn needed for him to spill. “You made it seem like it was the end of the world. You kept saying that you had to follow through, but you weren’t happy about it at all. Even for a meaningless bet. I’m just wondering why.

“Uh…”

“You don’t have to tell me, of course,” he quickly added. “Whatever you want. I can listen, or we can pretend like this day never happened.”

If he had been looking at me and not the road, then this would have been an easy choice. Forget everything and burn the dress. But there was no eye contact in this vehicle. The words that had piled up in my throat since the bet finally started to spill out.

"Not to be all, 'it's not a phase mom,'" I began, "but the chokers, the dark makeup, and the skulls? It's all I am. It's apart of me. I was in black onesies as a baby. That whole subculture is my sense of belonging. The dark, creepy shit the mainstream world hates is my happy place. And it was taken away from me today.”

“So why didn’t you explain that to Camila? She would have understood.”

“I didn’t say anything because I would have gotten upset. Or worse, I would have cried.” I sighed. “Besides, it’s just clothing. It’s all vanity. It’s stupid for someone to throw a fit over things like that.”

I kept my eyes out the window. Shawn gently squeezed my hand to get me to turn back to him.

“It’s not stupid,” he told me. “You said it’s where you belong, and there’s nothing stupid about that. If how you express yourself is important to you, then no one can tell you otherwise.”

Oof, there’s that sting in my throat. I placed my free hand on top of his. “No offense to your friend, but if she wasn’t so taken with my friend, I would have clocked her for suggesting this in the first place.”

Shawn chuckled, then paused. “Wait. Taken with? Camila is taken with Stella?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. They seem close, I just didn’t wanna start anything with Camila, for Stella's sake."

"Gotcha. So…" Shawn's tone indicated that the subject was changing. "You gonna let me rip that dress off of you when we get to my place?"

"Mm… yeah."

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sunraise · 5 years

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mercedes & her faith. spoilers for her b & a support w byleth as i quote from it directly, as well as some mentions of what happens within the blue lions route. this got rlly long so it's under cut, i went apeshit lol

ive mentioned smthing like this before. originally, i thought that while mercedes is certainly faithful to the teachings of seiros, i feel like at some point during school, during the war, she loses faith. maybe not all of it, but some. as a child & while growing up, she might have been a fervent believer, but sometime during her teenage years she starts to feel trapped into that mindset.

most of this still holds true but im delving further into it, esp post time skip.

as a child she found refuse in the teachings of seiros, & was devoted. just seeing how it changed her life & others really inspired her as a child... which is why even a decade later, she hangs onto selflessness & kindness.

but after some time of being in the church... she felt... trapped? it started to feel more & more like a chore to get up & attend, started to feel more like she was forcing herself. it lasted maybe like half a year before her adoptive father dragged her off, but it impacted her heavily.

she regained some of her faith by the time she enrolls in the officer’s academy, but during the early half of the year, it’s a very delicate line to balance on. & then there’s the whole thing in the blue lions plotline of lord lonato & miklan & seeing how the aftermath really fucked up her classmates... dont get me started lmfao

flash forward to post war.

she’s seen fódlan at war for five years now. there’s no doubt she would have seen people die the moment edelgard did, at the fight at the monastery. there is no doubt she received extreme pressure from her adoptive father; to marry, to give up on her dream, etc. there is a lot to experience in five years of war, a lot of heavy news to hear.

that’s why her sypport w byleth really caught me off guard... because she doesn’t seem to mention her feelings abt her faith to anyone else?

mercedes: i believe i've mentioned this before, but i want to work in service of the church. well, i suppose it doesn't necessarily have to be the church, but i want to help those in need. if i were to marry a noble, i think it would be difficult to realize that dream...

byleth: why can't you decline?

mercedes: it's just... i've always allowed myself to follow the whims of those above me. i convinced myself that everything in life was at the will of the goddess. i was blind to reality. i believed it was her will to both pull me from the church and guide me to the officers academy. the decision to enter this war was the first time i acted of my own free will. my adoptive father opposed this decision, but i somehow managed to convince him.

mercedes: still, i couldn't free myself of him completely. this letter is proof of that. it's not that i'm scared of him, but there is something that worries me...

in her b support, she mentions very specifically how she wanted to work with the church. that support occured before the time skip, but afterwards... her attitude has completely changed.

i think what mainly changed her mind was the question as to why the goddess allowed such a war to happen. if it was her will to guide her to the officer’s academy... was it also her will for the war? is it her will to allow countless others to suffer? to tear apart her old classmates?

that’s what really cracks her resolve.

in my opinion, her “well, i suppose it doesn't necessarily have to be the church” was a hastily added line, whether or not her voice actor said it as such. she’s grown so used to her role of a follow of seiros she’s almost afraid to admit she feels like she’s growing apart from it. yes, throughout her route, she worries about rhea constantly & still prays to the goddess & what not.

well, one, she’s a caring person, ofc she’s gonna be concerned if someone is kidnapped in any way shape or form.

two... that’s out of desperation, baby! she’s afraid of losing her faith. without it, she doesn’t know what to believe, what to depend on, what to turn to. some people liken religion to a coping mechanism & that’s... kinda of what mercedes uses it as post time skip. & nevermind the fact that she feels like it’s so intertwined into her character she’s afraid of who she’ll be without it.

tl;dr at the very end of this post: mercedes struggles w her faith. the end.

#ok nvm forgot i was in the middle of writing this #this is me projecting as a person who strugles w faith lmao can u tell..#ok so some of the latter part might be false info but lmfao. this is MY canon now #god why cant i spend this much time analyzing on my actual essay due in three days #❀ ⁎ ⋆ -ˋˏ❝ mercedes. ( hcs. )#tw religion//#pls read tho this is like vital to my interpretation of her character lmfao.. sweats

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kkookies · 6 years

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02 | silk

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jeon jeongguk was your best friend. kim taehyung was the campus mistake. what happens if you capture both of their hearts?

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Jeongguk didn’t really know what to do. He was blinded by emotions, completely heated in the moment. He had stormed to the apartment and instantly started throwing clothes into a bag. It wasn’t that he was just going to leave you alone, the apartment was far too expensive for you alone. He just needed a break. To where, he didn’t know.

That’s how he ended up at Jimin’s doorstep. He stood with his bag slung over his shoulder and big, sad eyes; how could Jimin tell him no?

The Fraternity Leader was a med student named Namjoon, who let Jeongguk stay for a couple days under a couple of rules and a small plead from Jimin. He warned him not to get too comfortable, though, and Jeongguk agreed.

They called themselves Beta Theta Sigma, better known as BTS. Jimin would tell stories about the insane household, and how Kim Taehyung’s father bought the house for them. Jeongguk didn’t see how well organized everything actually was until he lived a day inside.

Jimin’s bedroom was shared with Min Yoongi, who would have already been graduated from the four-year university if he hadn’t taken a year off in between. His seemingly scary exterior was quickly vanished after Jimin entered the room.

“You don’t mind if Jeongguk stays for a bit, right?” Jimin asked as he plopped onto his bed, which was on the opposite side of the room where Yoongi sat on his.

“The star baseball players staying in my room? I’m honored!” Yoongi said sarcastically.

“Shut the fuck up and be grateful I’m not Taehyung and his latest conquest.” Jimin retorted, giggling a little.

Jeongguk stayed standing by the end of Jimin’s bed. “What do you mean, Taehyung and his latest conquest?”

“You know Taehyung, how he fucks around.” Jimin started.

“We have an ongoing bet of sorts.” Yoongi continued. “How many people Taehyung can fuck before he falls for one of them for real.”

“Which won’t happen since Taehyung has no heart or soul.” Jimin sat cross legged to look at his roommate.

“But it will, because we both know that he does have a heart, it’s just in his dick until it heals.”

Jeongguk was confused, mostly. He had never had a civil conversation with Taehyung, let alone would know about his life. But he did know that he managed to have sex with a percentage of the university students.

Yoongi and Jimin had strayed away from their previous conversation and interrupted Jeongguk’s thoughts with “why exactly are you staying with us?”

“Oh, right.” He shifted his balance from one foot to the other. “Me and my roommate got into an, um, argument. I couldn’t stay with her.”

“Aren’t you roommates with that one girl… the hot one with the brain?” Yoongi asked, pointing at Jeongguk.

“Damn Yoong, no need to be straightforward. You could just ask him to fuck her you know.”

“Jimin, I’m gay.”

“I know.” Jimin winked at his roommate and turned back to Jeongguk. “So you guys fought, big whoop. Apologize to her and move on.”

“I’m not going to apologize. If anything it’s her fault. She’s the one who..”

“I’m going to stop you there.” Yoongi interrupted. “It doesn’t matter who did what. You’re the man, and as the man you have to be the one to apologize. That’s how relationships work.”

“We’re not in a relationship.”

Yoongi exchanged a look with Jimin. “If you weren’t in a relationship with her, then why did Jimin say I would have to ask permission from you if I wanted to fuck her?”

Jeongguk didn’t know how to respond. You never had to ask permission from him to do, well, anything. Why did he act so possessive towards you? He knew the answer to that, he just didn’t want to admit it to Min Yoongi, a guy he didn’t even know.

“You’re in love with her, right?” Yoongi asked.

Jeongguk stayed silent, which was an answer in itself. Jimin looked up at Jeongguk to see if he would admit it. But he didn’t. Jeongguk could‘ve deny it, say that she’s only a friend and he loves her only as such. He could just laugh and move on. He didn’t.

“You’re not good at hiding it.” Yoongi remarked. “You’re an open book. I’m surprised she hasn’t figured it out yet, you’re so fucking obvious.”

Jimin spoke up. “Oi! Lay off him, yeah? He’ll tell her when he’s ready.”

“Or he won’t and it’ll be too late.”

“Ignore him.” Jimin pulled Jeongguk to sit on his bed. He turned his head to his roommate. “Put your headphones back on before you get punched.”

Yoongi just shrugged his shoulders and mumbled something inaudible before putting his headphones back on. Jimin apologized for him and let Jeongguk get settled.

What Yoongi said made sense, of course. Jeongguk felt bad about how he left without saying anything else. He felt a pang in his chest when he thought of you staying home alone.

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It was four days. Jeongguk went four days without speaking to you and avoiding you. Jimin told you where he was staying, and that he wasn’t doing okay. You didn’t know why, but you also knew Jeongguk better than anyone. If he needed distance for a while, then you would let him. He was hard to read sometimes, especially if he was angry about something. You hoped it was nothing you did.

You also hadn’t spoken to Taehyung since you slept together. You really didn’t plan on it, truthfully. You didn’t even tell anyone about the night, let alone felt the need to discuss it with Taehyung himself. He was known for one night stands, after all.

It was Jeongguk who texted you first.

The day ended not too long ago, and you were one of the last people in the library. It was peaceful; your mind was calm. Your phone vibrated on the table above where books and papers laid before you.

[ jeonggukie ] hey

hey

[ jeonggukie ] can we meet at jinnie’s?

of course. what time?

[ jeonggukie ] can u meet me now? i’m sorry. we just need to talk abt something.

okay. i’ll meet you there in like 10

[ jeonggukie ] thank u

Jinnie’s Café was a little coffee shop that a lot of the students frequented. It was on the corner across the street from the university campus, and served amazing breakfast muffins. Many of your late night study sessions, or early morning runs, ended up there. It wasn’t unusual for the two of you to get coffee. Maybe Jeongguk was ready to stop being petty and tell you why he was so angry before.

You put your things in your bag and started your walk out of the library and towards the café.

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Meanwhile, Jeongguk had his palm wrapped tightly around the cup of coffee. His plan was mapped out perfectly in his mind. He would tell you that he was stressed out, since baseball practices were going to start soon. He would tell you that he needed some space. But he would also tell you that the two of you never kept secrets, and finding out your secret sexcapades pissed him off. The only thing he wouldn’t tell you, of course, was that he was jealous. That would only lead to disaster.

He knew you didn’t love him back. He would never risk that rejection.

So, he waited.

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It was darker than you thought. Even with the streetlights, you had a feeling that you were being followed. It wasn’t the “run because a monster may be behind you!” scared like when you ran up the stairs after turning the downstairs light off. It was a “put your keys in your hand in case you need to stab someone if they come behind you” type of scared.

Jinnie’s was a couple of feet away. The smell of coffee filled the air, and you felt a bit safer.

That’s when someone stopped in front of you. You had to stop yourself from running into them, they appeared from behind you to in front of you so quickly.

Breathing heavily, you looked up to see Kim Taehyung in all of his nighttime beauty. The streetlights reflected off of his golden skin almost perfectly, and his blonde hair seemed to shine where it was pushed back by a bandana across his forehead.

He was so effortlessly beautiful. Your knees became weak. That had never happened before towards him.

You rolled your eyes.

“You were fucking following me? To what do I owe the pleasure of your undivided attention?” you crossed your arms.

Taehyung smirked. “You’re cute, you know that? Perhaps a bit bitchy, but cute nonetheless.”

“What the hell do you want?”

He stepped forward. You didn’t give him the satisfaction of stepping back. He noticed and took another step forward, ducking his head close to your left ear.

“I haven’t stopped thinking of you since the party.” he muttered, hands making their way to your hips. Your arms dropped to your sides.

“You don’t do seconds.” you told him.

You felt his smile against your skin. He placed a soft kiss to your neck.

“I could with you, love.”

“Fuck off.”

“Then why are your hands around my neck and your legs trembling?”

Taehyung knew he had you like puddy in his hands the moment he received eye contact from you. He had never felt the need to have a one night stand with the same girl twice, yet there you were.

You leaned back to make eye contact with him. “Your place?”

Taehyung nodded and leaned in to attack your neck with feverous kisses and bites.

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Jeongguk tapped his fingers against the glass of empty coffee. He didn’t need to worry, you still had, like, five minutes left to arrive, plus you were typically late to things. But he’s been there all day debating on texting you, and the amount of coffee he drank was starting to set in.

The owner and partial waiter, Kim Seokjin, came over to his table to offer him more coffee. He pretty much knew everything about everyone at the university by the amount of gossip he heard. The secrets that weren’t so secret. One of which was Jeongguk’s love for you.

“Still waiting?” he asked the younger boy.

“She’ll be here.” Jeongguk said confidently. “I’ll just wait a bit longer.”

Seokjin gave him a sad smile and poured more drink into his cup. “If it makes you feel any better, she’d be stupid not to come. You do plan on telling her, yes?”

“I don’t plan on confessing.” he replied, staring at the brown liquid. “I don’t think I’m ready to hear her reply quite yet. I don’t want all my years of dreaming and hopes be left to waste, you know?”

Seokjin nodded. “You’ll be okay, kid.”

Jeongguk thanked him and turned towards the window. His face fell.

You were facing towards the window, eyes closed and face full of ecstasy, as a guy had his head in the crook of your neck. He could recognize the both of you so easily, it hurt. Taehyung. Kim fucking Taehyung was kissing you in the street.

So that’s who you had hickeys from? Or did that just happen, and you fell under Taehyung’s spell? Either way, Jeongguk felt his throat tighten and his heart drop to his feet.

He tore his eyes away only after a few seconds. He wouldn’t let himself cry, or even be angry. He tried his best to stay numb, even though his tears said otherwise.

His phone vibrated and your nickname popped up, drawing his head up.

[ my favorite thot ] hey, something came up. can we meet tomorrow morning instead? back at home?

yeah sure anything for you.

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authcntic · 6 years

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hi, it’s your local mess em ! this is my first baby kota and i’ll be posting another intro for linc shortly butttt until then check out her pinterest / stats and maybe hmu on discord/smash that like if u wanna plot ?

lana condor. cisfemale. she/her. — did you see { dakota vu }, i haven’t seen the { twenty-one } year old in a while! you know, they’re a { record store clerk }, and have been living in jersey city for { eighteen years }. some say they’re { egocentric & facetious }, but i think they’re { affable & debonair }. regardless, i’m glad { kota } is here.

back in 1997, lan and huynh vu and her older brother, evan, welcomed dakota into the world ! while she was in fact born in vietnam, she didn’t live there long at all as they moved when she was only three to jersey city

moving to america presented better opportunities for dakota’s parents and they quickly made a better live for themselves and their kids in the town they began to call home

better opportunities meant more money and resulted in them absolutely spoiling their kids. they wanted to make up for the rough life they’d had back home, not realizing the consequences that spoiling them could have

they weren’t filthy rich, but the kids definitely got a couple toys every paycheck and got to pick where the family ate out every friday night. it was a good life for them, to say the least.

school was plain old school. kota had a few boyfriends here and there, made decent enough grades and even played on her school’s volleyball team starting in seventh grade. and she was pretty great at it, still is.

flash forward to high school, a time known for making first impressions. kota wanted to be popular more than anything. she convinced her parents to buy her only the cutest outfits, even getting a summer job at the grocery store to buy some herself. long story short, she made it to the popular crowd.

not to be that person, but kota wasn’t your stereotypical popular girl. she told the corniest jokes, to the point that people sometimes laughed just because it was that bad. loves memes and is proud of it. has the worst laugh that sometimes ends in her snorting. was actually friendly to those that weren’t necessarily in her crowd. people liked her well enough. who could hate someone that still made punny jokes on the daily?

nobody realized she had an ugly side until they got really close to her, or tried to. all those years of being spoiled had finally reared their ugly selfish head when people tried to go to her advice or have anything more than a surface-level conversation with her.

her humor was suddenly annoying when she applied it to any and every serious situation, cracking jokes at the most inappropriate times. she’d never had to worry about anything serious in her entire life, considering her parents made sure the kids never witnessed the hardships they had dealt with in the past. so her coping mechanism for anything that stresses her out is laughing. in her mind, it’s the best idea and results in the most easy-going day.

not only did she avoid anything serious, but she’d turn the conversation to her. how did her hair look? did they have that girl’s number who she’d made out with at the last party? any attempt at a serious talk resulted in a topic change, mostly to something about her. she loves talking about herself, considering she was so used to the attention being on her as a kid. somehow, she almost always turns the conversation topic to herself. it’s a talent at this point.

don’t let this deter you from being her friend, though. she’s not a terrible person, she’s just stuck in a phase of sorts ?? maybe she’ll occasionally get serious, but that’s only if she’s seriously wasted. however, she’ll avoid getting to that state as much as she can because she knows that’s when she slips up and gets real.

she’ll try not to show it, but she knows she avoids getting serious and she’d prefer to keep it that way.

anyway ! after graduation she went to a two year college literally just so she could tell her parents that she got some sort of degree

now she works at the local record store and acts like she runs the whole place ?? makes a lot of changes that the owner doesn’t know anything about which isn’t the biggest deal considering he’s mia

some random details are that she visits vietnam every summer to see her extended family, secretly really f*king loves playing video games ladkjf ( it’s her passion and she’ll play you over and over again just to kick your ass at a game ), kinda embarrassed by how she was in high school but will she admit it ? never

likes to flirt when she finds someone she’s interested in and isn’t afraid to let them know she’s interested ! relationships ? maybe one in high school if the other person was lucky enough to get her to settle down for a min

loves her family a whole lot and will 100% try to kick your ass despite her being 5′3″ if you mess with them, they’re the one thing she’s serious about tbh

loves vietnam so much, one of the things she holds closest to her heart and she’ll go on and on abt how much she misses it

unknown to herself, kota is really a mess like .. yikes. she doesn’t really know how to deal with any situation that’s relatively serious which is a big issue and will definitely screw her over one day

absentmindedly sings and sometimes gets caught by customers and she tries to act like nothing happened even tho it was definitely obvious that she was belting out i wanna dance with somebody

some ideas for connections other than the usual (best friend, childhood friends, first kiss, enemies, etc) !

high school ex. news spread quickly of the person that finally caught kota and they definitely received lots of nods of approval for being able to do it. could have been that they genuinely liked each other and once it started getting serious she ditched, or maybe they dated simply because they were both popular and it made sense.

breaking down the wall. despite her stubborness and refusal of it, this person keeps trying to get her to be serious and understand that life isn’t all sunshine. they want this for her and probably have a hell of a lot of patience to attempt to make her a decent person and eventually, help her find her way.

repeat customer. this person either really loves music or maybe just wants to see the girl who works there, who knows ? either way, they talk about music for hours and sometimes even go get food together on her lunch break. on occasion she’ll set aside a record that she thinks they’ll like. she appreciates them though she’ll never say it out loud.

high school friend. these two ran in the same crowd and for appearance’s sake, acted like the best of friends despite their occasional fights. eventually the anger boiled over and after graduation, they blew up on each other. it was so bad that everybody knew and now they won’t talk if they don’t have to. they’ll make small talk, still feeling the obligation of being civil from back in high school, but that’s it.

#jrsy.intro #i finally got one done ?? wow ?#i'll probably add more connections later on !!

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coronerra · 6 years

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another vent/asking for help because the last one was received well

so i have a friend, we will call her friend L (not online) and she's one of my favourite friends. we started talking properly a few months ago and we've got really close as of now. we like most of the same things and even though we are different in some things, they balance out our friendship and makes it work so basically this friend was not at school one day and me and my friends were talking about this one friend. the conversation led to how quiet she was and my friend (call her N) tells us about how L had told her about her depression in full detail over text. L probably never told me because I often seem in person like that stuff isn't on my mind and that i wouldn't relate. N is a good listener and she's quite quiet so she could relate easily to what N said. N is also L's other closest friend. we go upstairs in a classroom and N shows us the messages. L spoke about how she told N that she obsessively checks her appearance, is depressed, feels like nobody cares, doesn't want any to worry for her but also wants to be cared for. these texts hit me very hard bc me being someone with depression and PTSD (yes they are diagnosed) i wanted to speak to her about it. im not open with my depression irl and I don't talk abt my personal shit bc people probably will think I'm joking, be annoyed or think that im just having a bad day because im quite a cheerful person. anyway the whole day I was just thinking about L and i was in such a dilemma bc both of us are not the type to talk about ourselves but I wanted to help her. abt 1 week later me and N and another friend who isn't that important to the story was coming back from thorpe park. then N spilled the goddamn tea about a friend in our group but an enemy for me. we will call this bitch P. P has supposedly said shit abt L saying "I wish we never was friends with her, she's poor she buys shit gifts for me" and more. she was also making racist comments to my other friend behind her back. this pissed me the fuck off and I actually am gonna confront P about this after the 6 weeks. so y'all please tell me what to do bc I don't want my friend to commit suicide but it seems either way she'll just get more depressed.

#vent #friendship #depression

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b00ksandcleverness · 7 years

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Honestly just poly rangers anything if u r taking prompts. Something abt the family's of each of them? Like Zack and Billy's moms and Trini's fam and Jason's fam and Kim's fam and idk what this is, I just rly like poly rangers

POLY RANGERS IS LYFE

Ok so before I get on with writing this, here are my poly ranger sexual/romantic/platonic pairing headcanons to stave off some questions. Trini is exclusively sexual with Kim. Her relationships with the boys are platonic, but she loves cuddling with anyone, anywhere, anytime. Kim is very occasionally sexual with Jason, but is platonic with Billy and Zach. Sometimes she just likes to kiss whoever is nearby, as does Zach. Jason and Billy are also mostly exclusively sexual with each other. Sometimes, when the mood strikes, Zach joins in with Jason and Billy, but he’s not often bothered with sex. I feel like Zach is a huge cuddle monster and him and Trini can usually be found cuddling somewhere.

I’m not too ready to add Tommy in yet simply because she isn’t developed, but I love Tommy as a girl, and in my headcanons she’s definitely pan or bi and super flirty with literally everyone. She’ll punch your lights out if you even think her full name (Thomasina). She won’t be in this fic, but if people want to see more of her with the other 5, send me prompts!

Feel free to come yell about your headcanons with me! Ok, here we go...

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The first parental unit they tell is Billy’s mom.

Well, it’s more that Billy blurts it out during one of his babble fests they all adore, and they all hold their breath wand wait.

She’s so happy that Billy is happy and accepted and understood that she doesn’t blink twice before welcoming them all to the family and asking if they like cookies and apple juice. She has an avalanche of questions later, but they know she’s just trying to learn and they all answer her questions happily

Zach’s mom figures it out by herself. She chatters at Zach for a solid 20 minutes in Chinese while the others stand and wait apprehensively for the yelling to start, for them all to be kicked out, but then Zach hugs her as tightly as he dares and they all let out a sigh of relief and laugh as she tells them about all the polyamorous couples in Chinese mythology. They promise they’ll study them for her, and these lessons become a normal weekly occurrence that just makes Zach even more proud to have her as his mom.

Jason’s father yells. A lot. He doesn’t kick them out but he tells them they’re just kids and how could they be so naiive, how could they think this is okay, how could they think about flaunting this in public, what would people think, how could they not think of their futures, and on and on and on. Their shoulders don’t slump but Billy and Kim both start to shrink as the yelling gets louder and finally, finally, and maybe surprisingly but really not, it’s Trini who speaks up first. She gets right up in his face and tells him to shut up and to stop bullying the people she loves.

It’s quiet for a long time after that, and Billy straightens and Kim just breathes and they lean in to Jason and Zack while Trini stares down Jason’s dad until he turns and leaves the room. She harrumphs and turns back to her partners and coaxes smiles from all of them while she trembles with adrenaline. Later, back at Billy’s house, she snuggles into Kim who’s sandwiched between her and Zach and allows herself to relax and remember that she has them and she has Billy’s mom and Zach’s mom and dreads what her parents are going to say next.

Jason’s dad surprises them all when the next week he invites them all over and tells them he’s been doing a lot of research. That he loves Jason and he doesn’t understand yet, but he’s going to try and to please give him a second chance. He apologizes to Trini and Kim and Billy, and shakes Zach’s hand. Jason tells them the next day that he’d gotten the first hug from his dad he’d had in 5 years. They have hope.

Trini tries to introduce them slowly to her parents. She’d told them all that her mom was overbearing and that her dad was just oblivious and that neither of them had reacted well to her coming out - obviously. First, she brings Zach. Because Zach is a boy and Zach can be polite and winning when he wants to be. Trini’s brothers love him and her parents are suspicious. Next is Kim, who adults absolutely adore. Well. Most adults, because apparently Trini’s mom really doesn’t like Trini hanging around with pretty girls. Trini’s dad gives her an encouraging smile and Trini helps Kim escape before the barrage of questions beats down on her shoulders.

Jason and Billy come as a package, and Billy is sweet and Jason is charming and he’s Jason Scott and her mom seems to give in a little when she sees that these 4 odd kids keep coming around. But one day they’re all studying in Trini’s living room and they’re supposed to be alone so they’re not watching themselves and Trini’s mom walks in on Trini cuddling with Zach and Kim while reading her book for AP Lit and Kim just happens to be stealing a kiss from Jason while her arms are still wrapped around Trini, and Billy’s head is in Jason’s lap and it’s all wrong, all to fast, and Trini thinks she actually witnesses her mom’s head explode with the shout of her name.

“Trinity Maria Alverado! What the hell is going on in my house?!”

Trini’s mom is the first to kick everyone else out. They all tell her behind her mom’s back that they’ll be close, that they’ll come if she needs them, that they love her and all she can do is watch them close the door behind them.

Her mother calls her father while still screaming at her, demands that he come home early to deal with this.

Trini’s count of how many questions her mom asks has reached two hundred and sixteen without enough breath for her to even answer one by the time her father gets home.

“Trini, your mother says you’re sleeping with 4 other people?!”

Trini closes her eyes and prepares to explain to a brick wall. She really wishes her partners were there, but she has a faint connection to all of them and she caresses them in her mind.

“No, papí, I -”

“Don’t you dare lie to him, Trinity! I saw what was going on in this room! I saw -”

“You saw Kim kissing Jason. Because Kim likes to kiss people. I like to cuddle, and so does Zach. And Kim is the only one I’m, like, you know. With. So she cuddles with me too. And Jason is with Billy, so he’s really the only one that Billy is ok with touching a lot. And we all love each other, mamí, but it’s not wrong, it’s beautiful.”

“What do you mean, Kim is the only one you’re ‘with’? Are you having sex, Trinity? You are far too young to even be considering sex, and you’re not even married. Are you still pretending to like women? You know your father and I don’t support that, Trinity, I thought we’d come to an agreement! What I saw today...”

It goes on for hours. Trini tries explaining that there’s nothing sexual between her and the boys. Just Kim, even if they don’t ‘believe’ in her being gay. She tries explaining that yes, they’re all in a relationship because no matter how scared she is she’s not going to hide them like some dirty little secret. She’s proud of them and their relationship and maybe it’s stupid of her but she’s not backing down and she’s not moving again. She tries explaining 50 different ways but no matter what she says they don’t change their questions, they don’t change their minds. They send her to her room with a final “We are so disappointed in you, mija.” and the moment her door closes she’s out the window, running. She doesn’t have a destination in mind, but apparently her partners know her better than she knows herself because when she finally finds herself on top of her rock, they’re all sitting there. Waiting. With open arms and soft words and hot chocolate and music. She doesn’t go home for 2 days.

Trini’s parents tell her they’re moving a week later and Trini threatens to apply for emancipation. She’s not taking this shit any more. They don’t move, but for 2 months the only members of Trini’s family that talk to her are her little brothers (who understand much more easily than adults ever will. Who love their cool big sister no matter what. Who still love to cuddle with her if she promises not to tell any of their friend ever. Who don’t understand why their parents are mad at Trini, so she tells them it’s big people stuff and they’re lucky they’re still kids).

Kim’s parents are never around. She’s avoided talking about her family for so long with her partners that they knew something wasn’t right. She tells them over e-mail and doesn’t receive a reply. She stresses and worries and agonizes over what will happen when they’re both home again, but when they finally are it’s the usual false platitudes and nightly shouting match and absolutely nothing about the e-mail.

One time, they’re all at her place and her father comes home early (parents coming home early seem to be their downfall). He tells her politely that her friends should probably leave for the night. That it’s late, and dinner would be soon, even though it’s not even 5pm. Trini’s the one who spots her tensed shoulders, her quickened breathing, and asks if she needs Trini to stay. Kim shakes her head - she’s dealt with what’s coming before, and this time she has them all there for her after.

Kim’s dad shouts too. It’s worse than Jason’s dad, because his words are shaped to cut on purpose, not out of ignorance. She shrinks as she always does, trying to give the words less of her to injure. He tells her that she’ll never bring them over again, that they’ll never mention the subject within a mile of their home ever again, that it will be forgotten. The next day her parents leave on another trip and she hugs Zach’s mom and Billy’s mom and Jason’s dad so hard because sometimes, she just really wants a parent who cares.

Angel grove whispers about them, they know it. It’s a small town, where everyone knows everyone, and where gossip spreads faster than wildfire. But they have each other, and they have 4 parental figures who love them and accept them. They have Zordon and Alpha 5 and their purpose. They have music and adventures and really, what else would they ever need.

dunno what this turned into, but hope you liked it!

#poly rangers #power rangers #clever writes #fanfic #ingeneralfangirl #ask and you shall receive

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avasilvugh · 7 years

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parents supercorp hc: lena is enamored by her child like it takes up so much of her time when she really lets herself think about how there is so much love she can feel for someone and so much love she receives back

HONESTLY THO

with the first pregnancy, with finn, lena’s happy, she is but she’s kind of terrified?? bc kara’s so excited and she has fears too, but she’s so ready for this baby?? ? so ready, she’s got lists of names and has been spending a lot of time poring over every detail she remembers from krypton, asking alura’s hologram question after question in order to make sure she has all the customs right, that remembers everything correctly in order to welcome their child into the world they way any child of krypton would be. but lena doesn’t—its not that she doesnt want the baby?? its not that at all. she cant think of anything better than another piece of kara out in the world, can’t think of anything better than the painfully bright smile kara had when the test came back positive, so bright it felt like it was tearing lena apart

the root of the problem is this: lena wouldnt know a healthy family dynamic if it hit her in the face. like she sees the danvers, she sees kara’s little ragtag family of superfriends, but when you’re not raised in an environment like that??? its hard to think that you can ever create an environment like that for your own kid, god knows i struggle with that. she knows kara’s going to be operating at like a fifteen. she’s pretty sure she’ll be lucky if she can manage a seven, maybe. she keeps thinking about how her therapist characterized her childhood as one of disorganized attachment, that she never had any one nanny very long bc lillian would see them beginning to bond and would fire them, that her only real connection was lex, lionel sometimes, and they both left her too. god, how is she going to do this?

kara says the pregnancy drags on, that she can’t wait until their little person is here but lena thinks it goes by so fast, her body changing faster than she can track, their apartment filling with cribs and toys and little onesies and sleepsacks quickly, so quickly and then she’s about two days overdue and she wakes up with twinges but refuses to admit it, tells kara it’s braxton hicks again, she’s sure

she’s been working from home for the last several weeks and kara’s been keeping closer, been using her stacked vacation days before her maternity leave goes into effect (bc catco sure as shit offers paid leave to both parents!!!! u think cat grant wouldnt do that shit?????)

lena cries when her water breaks. full on tears. kara thought for a second that its because its a big thing, you know?? she’s a little close to tears too, but lena keeps crying after the initial shock should have worn off and she’s like lena?? honey??

and lena isnt making a lot of sense but the biggest thing kara gets is its too early, we’re not ready, it’s too early

sweetheart, the nursery is completely set up, we have clothes and toys and that nursing pillow, we’re ready, you’re overdue!

i’m not ready

and oh, kara’s not sure what to do with that bc this is something that needs to be talked about but lena’s also contracting everything three minutes and kara’s not sure she can drive her fast enough

lena’s screaming through the whole thing, screaming and crying and begging for this baby to stay, don’t move, i’m not ready for you and kara’s heart is breaking and she wants to help her, wants to make this better for her but there’s no stopping this and lena knows it too, bears down with all the strength she has and kara thinks that if her hand could break, her wife would have broken it by now but then

well. then their son is crying too

kara cuts the cord, looks up at lena with wide wet eyes and breathes lee, he’s beautiful and lena’s still crying, but when the doctor lifts up their son she reaches for him and it is immediate, no stopping it, she takes one look at his little face and she’s done, she in this, and there isn’t a single doubt in lena’s mind that she would rather watch the entire world burn than ever let him down, ever let him doubt her love

kara’s afraid to hold finn for a while (that’s a story for a different post tho) and while lena’s hurting for her, wishes she wasn’t as afraid, she’s selfishly so pleased bc it means she gets to hold finn all the time. she gets to just??? be with her son????? she didn’t think her heart could get any bigger, thought that kara had expanded it as much as it could grow but then finn stretches or grabs hold of lena’s finger or necklace or makes those soft sleepy little baby noises and she’s p sure her heart doubles in size again and again. she can’t put it into words??? she’s not even sure if she wants to, bc it feels too much, too big for words. she feels so warm and full and finn falls asleep nursing sometimes, falls asleep with his eyes trained on lena and her heart shatters in the best way, bursts open and reforms again and again

she brings him to work with her a lot bc while she’s itching to go back to her office, she also feels a lil sick at the thought of not being right there with him. investors and board members sort of have to just learn to expect the ceo of a fortune 500 company to come to meetings with her baby strapped to her chest, learn to speak quietly bc she has no qualms abt shutting a meeting down if finn gets woken

ultimate mama bear mode activated

gOD she spends like A Lot of time just......marveling at their son?? in awe of how full her heart feels, how quickly her entire world has rearranged around this little thing (not that little tbh......finn is a Hearty baby, all roly poly double chin) like. it’s wild. she can’t believe it, cant believe that she once was so certain she would be alone forever, that the luthor name would hold her down, press her into the river bottom until she drowned. but now??? now she’s lena luthor only professionally, now she signs her legal documents lena danvers, now her entire world has narrowed to two wonderful, golden beings, to kara’s smile and finn’s laugh, to the family that welcomed her and embraced her

AND THEN MAIA COMES ALONG and its the same but its so different bc lena sort of knows what to expect???? but it hits her a little differently, no baby is the same, and its not lost on her that now she has a daughter and with the relationship she had with lillian, it’s a Big Thing. she’s relaxed into motherhood with finn, gotten into a rhythm and somewhat managed to reign in her constant world stopping awe at how much she loves her kid, but maia is so different, has a completely different personality and she never falls asleep nursing, isn’t as mesmerized by lena’s necklaces, but she falls asleep tucked into the crook of lena’s arm and likes to play with lena’s fingers and she makes it so easy for lena to feel confident, so easy for her to feel like she’s doing well.

maia smiles early, freely, laughs often and likes it when lena dances around the kitchen with her so she does it nearly every day, finds it so easy to split her time between maia and finn, finds her love growing every day and sometimes?? she just has to call out for the day bc she just wants to spend the day with her family???? wild right/????

she and kara turn into Those Moms that always have at least two hundred photos of their kids on their phones at any given moment. somehow they are always photos none of the superfriends have seen before

alex isnt sure how they manage it like there is only so much time in the day

AND THEN LITTLE STELLA?? she’s so wildly different from her siblings, so so tiny and lena thought it would be different because of how stella came to them, that maybe lena would have more issues to work through bc stella was orphaned and that, in of itself, makes her confront her own issues but nope, not at all

kara flies into her office, still dressed as supergirl even though her cape is a little bundle in her arms, and she’s got a look on her face that makes lena put down the contract she was looking over and get up, go to meet her halfway and when lena looks down, she gets the look on kara’s face, knows then that kara’s already just as in love with this little thing as she is with finn and maia, and she looks down and falls just as in love as well. the little baby in kara’s arms is so tiny compared to finn, compared to maia, tiny and delicate and she’s sleeping until lena steps closer, little eyes blinking open and lena knows the facts, knows that babies this young can’t focus their eyes (and god she’s young, kara tells lena she’s only a few hours old, at most), but this little baby is looking up at her and lena knows that this baby is her baby, as much as finn or maia are hers

god lena didnt know her heart could grow any more. she thought she’d have burned out by now??? she didn’t think anything could be this renewable, this expandable, but her heart is overflowing and lena knows she’d bring her children the stars if they asked. stella stays much smaller, worries her mothers for months until she finally starts putting on weight, and the worry never goes away but it fades bc lena gets to see her children together, gets to discover this new level of pride and love when she sees maia helping stella turn on the faucet when they’re told to wash their hands before dinner, when she catches stella slipping into finn’s room when lena’s just left after he’s had a nightmare, when she watches finn tuck a blanket around his sisters when they fall asleep during family movie night

AND THEY LOVE HER SO FREELY lena can’t believe it, can hardly stand it. they love her so so much, lena doesnt think she deserves it. like??? she still fucks up, she’s not the perfect mother by any means, but they all know she’s the perfect mother for them. what other human could love them so fully? what other person could so easily adapt to their unique challenges and needs? what other mother (besides kara, obviously) could handle their temper tantrums and shitty behavior with so much patience and calm?

god the kiddos love lena. they rlly rlly do. she is so so careful with each of them, careful in different ways, the best ways. like??? they all know they won the parental lottery, her and kara bring their a game each and every day and sometimes the kids get bratty, bc theyre kids u know?? but they never forget that their mothers are the best

and they know a little bit about lena’s childhood, know that lillian was never loving, kind, patient. that she never sat up with lena when she had a nightmare or put her hair in plaits with gentle hands. that she never tucked her in at night or came to every recital or play or game, or sat on the bathroom floor when they were sick or helped pack their bag for a sleepover. that she never cared for lena the way lena cares for them

they’re all p good abt being vocal with their love for lena, but stella is the best at it (solely bc she can tell when lena’s having a Bad Day, knows when she needs to be a little louder). she usually catches maia and finn up to speed, usually ropes them into helping her make a card or pool their money to get her one of those cheesy #1 Mom mugs from hallmark (kara has several variations of SuperMom) or sometimes they rope kara into helping them cook dinner for lena

THIS WAS A V LONG WAY OF SAYING THAT LENA IS SO SOFT WHEN IT COMES TO HER FAMILY, SO SOFT WHEN IT COMES TO HER CHILDREN. GOD SHE WOULD DIE FOR THEM IN A HEARTBEAT. SHE WOULD BURN THE WORLD FOR THEM BUT GOOD GOD THEY FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT HER

#ASK ME ABT KARA NEXT PLS I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS #supercorp #supergirl #lena luthor #kara danvers #superbabies #anonymous #human interaction

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