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#same with lex ugh
deityofhearts · 7 months
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OH SHIT THAT REMINDS ME a few weeks ago we were informed we’re betting a costco (I’m p sure that’s the one) and at the same time lex and I gasped and were like “really? woah!” and got laughed at
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t4rt4gl14 · 2 years
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[ ♥︎ ] MEAN DOMS.
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⚠︎ mean doms playing with their sweet innocent s/o.
⌘ [ fem!reader ]. corruption kink. innocent!reader. virginity loss. tummy bulge. breeding/creampie. vaginal fingering. petnames. praise/degradation. overstimulation/edging. squirting. handjob/blowjob. throatfucking. spanking. cockwarming. pussy drunk yumm. grinding. cervix fucking. teasing. use of ‘sir’ and ‘master’. size kink. dacryphilia. semi-public sex. rough sex. bondage. face-sitting. masturbating. watching porn. manhandling. hair pulling. cl1t slapping. aphrodisiac. shower sex (sorta). proofread by best friend !! [ @lex-lee-666 ]
☑︎ 𐄇𐄇 modern au. dark content ahead. 17+ only ♡ 𐄇𐄇
⌘ kaeya, diluc, albedo, zhongli and childe. BONUS - heizou, ayato, scaramouche, pantalone. { separate }
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KAEYA ♡
his shy and innocent assistant. you were his assistant and he made you stay by him at all times. if he were marking papers, so were you. if you went out on to buy lunch- he’d swiftly make an excuse to follow. of course you didn’t mind but you can’t help but notice how he looks at you sometimes. whilst you’re in a conversation- instead of looking at your face, his gaze tracks to your chest. big or small he just couldn’t help but stare- then he’d look at your waist. then your thighs..god how he just wants to open your legs and show you a glorious time. daydreaming about how deep he’d push his fingers in, and how you’ll cum on his fingers over and over again. moaning and screaming his name out whilst he leans over to your clit, sucking on the bud as he adds a third finger to your second orgasm. k-kaeya~ kaeya!..kaeya!!. “ kaeya are you listening?” oh right it was just a dream…
sooner or later, he had his way with you, i mean who can actually resist his charms? he’d shower you in praise, constantly complimenting you everyday to the point where your co workers think hes obsessed with you. the truth is he is…and he loves being by his s/o but he wants more- and youre so oblivious to that mere fact that it makes him want you even more. the tightness in his pants only irritating him further when you kiss him or place your hand on his thigh. it came to a point where he’d just blatantly bent you over his desk, pull your underwear to the side and ravage you. he was so mean! spanking you if ever cried out, placing his palm over your mouth to keep your moans muffled as he practically rails you, he grins when the tears cascade your cheeks- the pleasure being all too much and seeing how he doesn’t stop after one orgasm. he degrades you, “such a whore. begging to stop yet youre clenching so tight?~ fuck!”. thighs clapping against each other and the sloppy squelches of your gooey cunt made him continue further onto the night. “gonna fill this pretty pussy up hmm? that’s right, good girl~”
DILUC ♡
you were a bartender just like diluc, since you both are lovers you usually work at the same times, just the two of you behind the counter. providing drinks of all kinds to countless customers…but diluc couldn’t help himself. when you bend over to get a certain glass, or how your shirt lifts up slightly when you stretch over to get a drink. or better yet, your pretty lips- ugh how he just wants to fuck your throat and watch you gag on his length. oh god he just wants to feel the sweet contractions around his dick. wants to shove it all in— and so he persuades you gently. soft and caring at first. “i promise you it won’t hurt. it’ll feel good for the both of us”, he reassures you with a gentle smile whilst he pushes on your shoulders so you can be brought to your knees. patting your head and smoothing his fingers through your hair. “first, unbuckle my belt”, it was all so sudden and you were so nervous! “uh d-diluc i thin-“, but you interrupted with a glare. “that’s an order y/n.”
you unbuckle his belt and hesitantly pull on both his trousers and waistband, his dick twitching and tapping your nose before you wrap your palm around it, kitten licking the tip before diluc tuts, “cmon now don’t be shy, take it all in.”, and so you slowly take his length. it was all good until he harshly gripped onto your hair, causing you to yelp. then began fucking your throat, gagging on each other and tightening your throat as an attempt for his tip to not reach so far inside. the tears welling up from the rough treatment. “a-ah~ what a slut- but such a- mm!~ good slut for me, isnt that right?~”, you clutch his thighs and begin to gently tap them when he claims he’s going to cum. “f-fuck!~ gonna cum!~ mm and you’re gonna take it all uhnngg~”, and just like that, he thrusts one last time before shoving his cum deep in your mouth, a pearly white paints your tongue whilst he rides out his orgasm. “you done well for your first time, however lay back. it seems i should repay you- allow me to potray pleasure beyond what you’ve ever experienced y/n.”
ALBEDO ♡
it was unnatural to say the least, you were his partner when it came to alchemy. however albedo was creating a concoction that would ‘amplify your senses’, you were confused..would it make me hear better? smell better?, “nono y/n none of that, but you’ll know when you take a sip.”, you held up the tube to your nose and gave it a whiff. it does smell sweet, “go on, don’t be shy”, and with that you drank it all. “feel any different y/n?”. you leaned on the desk and sighed, removing your lab coat whilst fanning a paper to keep you cool- your thighs rubbing against each other for any sort of friction. soon enough you were both clawing at each other, his hands roamed your body- unbuttoning your shirt and kissing your stomach until he trailed down to your cunt. he was about to eat up but you suddenly pushed his head away. “a-albedo! i’ve u-umm never done this before..”, he shrugged and took your hand whilst opening your thighs, “first time for everything honey.”
your moans, your whines, he loves it for it all- especially when he’s been edging you the entire time, “are you going to cum?”, “n-no mm-mnghh”, “don’t lie to me y/n”, he stops abruptly, “arghh albedo!! please- hurts so much!! a-ahnn”, his mouth latches on to your clit whilst he inserts 2 fingers, “i’d prefer if you be quiet, as i remember- sluts do not get a say in this.” your palms latching onto his soft locks, tugging and pulling on it seems to turn him on- judging by the groans and how his face turns red even further. suddenly- youre not sure of what it is but there’s this sudden feeling in your abdomen, one that burns but feels so good. your back arches along with a loud moan from your soft lips, “a-ah!~ mmmngh-m’cumming! albedo!~ anghh ohh feels so go-od”, ugh how he loves it when you call his name out, lost in pure pleasure and bliss. he wonders how you’ll react when he’s stuffed you full of his cock and plugged you up with his cum. “if you don’t mind, there’s one more thing i’d like to experiment”, slowly he towers over you whilst unbuckling his belt, his fingers lingering over your wet hole, “i’ve prepared you enough i’m sure you’ll be able to take it.”
ZHONGLI ♡
to simply put it, he was your boss. owner of a famous bank company LMAO . it was interesting when he had called you to his office on your lunch break, raising his hand as a wave whilst a perfect smile was plastered on to his face, “y/n could you please come to my office?”, you place your drink down along with your lunch, “sure i’ll be there right away”, he nods whilst walking off. in the mean time you put ur lunch away and finish your drink soon before heading to his office. “ah y/n you came, come, sit here”, you expected him to point to the chair but instead…he pats his lap. “uhh haha b-boss are you serious”, you chuckle nervously- it didn’t help with the fact that he knew you had the hugest crush on him but you were oh so sweet. never thought of anything dirty and kept yourself pure, how he wanted to ruin you. “cmon now, it is an order don’t keep me waiting now.”
you take a seat, his broad chest snug against your back, “you’re so adorable y/n has anyone ever told you that?”, his flirting goes unnoticed, “actually yes! my friend said i looked good in a new sweater i bought once :D”, so cute yet innocent. eventually as the conversation between you two continue. you can’t help but want more of his touch, that feeling of when his gloved palms move from your hips to your thighs, that feeling of when he speaks his voice lingers right next your ear- it’s so hot you just wanna hear more of it. and with one sudden kiss from your boss the fire ignites. deep kisses and groans followed along by the removal of your clothes. lifting one of your legs and spreading your legs open, the squelching causing you to blush even more. “never revealed yourself to anyone have you? sweet y/n. ravaging you will surely be fun don’t you agree?”, long fingers rushing in your cunt as more follow— honestly he trying to make you feel good but you’re moving too much! a sudden slap to your clit wakens you, “haven’t i told you to stop moving so much dear?”, his question followed along with another slap. one more and you’re sure to cum. 3 fingers prodding at your sweet spot and that’s the best pleasure you’ve felt in your entire life. but was even better is when he slapped your clit one last time. the stinging sensation felt so fucking good. “mmn ah!! cumming!~ hmmggg ah”. you could feel his cock poking your ass, so hard n twitching— you wonder how it feels inside. luckily you’re about to find out~
CHILDE ♡
you expected a normal movie night with childe to go swift but no, it just always had to end up with you being a blabbering mess. seriously how horny can a man get. you both were snuggled up on your couch whilst munching on some popcorn and chugging down energy drinks, but he suddenly stopped the movie and went to some really shady websites, “heyy y/nnn~ i forgot but i wanted to show you something!!!”, he claims with a huge grin on his face but your eyes widen a fraction when it’s just full on porn. a couple fucking each other like crazy, “that position is called a ‘full nelson’, wanna try it!?? pleseee? pretty please!!”, he knew that you were a virgin anyway and the video probably looked like voodoo but god did he wanna rip off those shorts of yours and ravage your sweet cunt. he found it enticing on how your thighs rubbed together but you had no clue as to why.
“relax baby, nothings gonna fit if you’re so tight~”, soon his fingers deep inside felt good and you were able to enjoy yourself until he stopped, adjusting you both in that ‘full nelson’, “c-childe is this r-really necessary?”, he only chuckled and aligned his tip to your hole, “don’t you worry your sweet head about anything— m’kay princess?”, and you obeyed as well as took his cock deep inside— slowly..inch by inch. he doesn’t even mean to tease he just doesn’t wanna hurt you. once he’s fully sheathed you can’t help but moan out and tighten down. “a-angh o-oh my g-god!~ so t-tight mmmh~”, your pretty virgin pussy sucking all the sweet pre cum out of his cock. “my innocent y/n feeling good? feeling full?”. it was only a matter time before his pace rose up, fucking you so fast and hard, with the force of each thrust you’re sure it prods against your sweet spot over and over again. but childes not here for just one orgasm oh nah nah he’s here for the entire night, “c-childe m’too sensitive a-aaahh!~ mmpnh~”, he keeps going mercilessly and assures that the pain will soon turn into bliss and by the end of it you’ll be thanking him—however along with childes lust comes his mean side, “nuhuh can’t s-stop you’re mine to use m’gonna fill you up with my cum amd you’re gonna take it slut m-mmngh~”, needless to say after this he thinks ab fucking you 24/7. <33
BONUS ♥︎
HEIZOU ♡
you were also a detective, simple. although he’s claimed that he prefers working alone. working with you is certainly an exception, so kind and innocent— he thought it was wrong to see you in a naughty way but he couldn’t help it, you’d look so good in shorter skirts and tighter shirts- in fact you’d look so good with your legs wide open and his fingers churning your insides but then again, do you even know anything about sex? so his question rises and he asks, “do you ever think about sex?”, your reaction is just adorable, jumping at the question along with your heart pumping. “n-no! why on earth would i-i need to??”, “in case you ever…wanna fuck you know”, you assure him that you wouldn’t mind if he wanted to have sex and you were ready but you just didn’t really know what to do.
you were expecting him to just stick it in and get on with it, what you didn’t expect was for him to shove a small vibrator inside you and put it on the highest setting. enjoying how your pussy lubes it self. all the juices egging him on further, “we should go at it all night right, fill you up?”, he giggles playfully was spanking you, “good girl~.”
KAMISATO AYATO ♡
once you were both home and all tired, you decided to take a shower whilst ayato patiently waited to cuddle with you- reading a book and humming to himself but his mind wandered..what do you look like naked exactly? well no better way than to find out so he wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way to the bathroom. lo and behold there you were, your bare body all for his eyes to see, “my love you wouldn’t mind if i joined you right?”, you were absolutely embarrassed but eventually with consent you allowed him to join you and touch you all over.
of course you didn’t want your first time to be in the shower since it’s not as comfortable as your bed so you both dried off and ran to your bedroom where the fun began. he was so mean :( tugging at your nipples whilst marking you. biting you all over as he fingers you before railing you with his fat cock. his only intentions being that he promised to make sure your cunt would slosh with his cum.
SCARAMOUCHE ♡
he had just pent up frustration from work. and thankfully you were there to comfort him!!, “cmon scara..don’t be so angry i’m here if you wanna talk”, his first instinct woulda been to roll his eyes and tell you to get off but he couldn’t help it..the feeling of you sitting on his lap- grinding on his cock unintentionally. so he decided to take advantage of the moment. “actually you could prove use for one certain favour.” and that was the beginning of a long night.
with your consent ofc you both ended up clawing at each other, making out with tongue and all, his cock deep inside you not daring to ever thrust in n out or back n forth, nothing! but you wanted him to move so much— “scara mmm!~ o-oh please move!~”, he takes deep breathes whilst peppering hickeys all over your neck and collarbone, “shut your trap and take it- if i hear one more complaint i’ll be sure to punish you.”
PANTALONE ♡
oh this man, doing every tiny thing with a smile on his face. that smug smile. that facade that he keeps up until his interest is piqued. it was overall a warm day and to overcome the heat you wore a crop top and some shorts— however your thighs looked oh so delectable and your waist..god he just wants to grab it and feel your smooth skin. like cute couples do you two got into yet another play fight, giggling and squeaking here and there until pantalone suddenly pinned you down and pressed his knee into your crotch. whispering pure filth into your ears, “play fighting does seem fun but how about i show you real pleasure hmm?”
“o-oh dear g-goodness~”, he groans whilst shoving his length deep inside and without even a moment to adjust he fucks your brains out, railing you and claiming you as his. “i believe that you are my little- mngh~ plaything”, hoisting one leg onto his shoulder just so he could reach in so much further, the new sensation causing your back to arch and eyes to squeeze shut- moaning his name out into the night air.
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♥︎・𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆: @lex-lee-666 + @kxisuke + @leathernourishingshoepolish + @currysrealm + @stygianoir
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ruthflemwad · 7 months
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more people need to talk about matt dahan and his genius underscoring in nightmare time. like to name off a few of my favourite moments (these might not all be 100% correct bc i have a bad memory but i appreciate matt dahan nonetheless)
in almost every episode there’s musical references to the opening/credit song - ex. we hear the hatchetfield ape man motif before we even hear the song the hatchetfield ape man. same with one thousand eyes and the web i spin for you i believe
similarly there are lots of character motifs - show stopping number often plays when hidgens is onscreen, and when he discusses working boys that motif plays
keywords are often met with motifs too - i can remember a couple ultimatums that were accompanied by the join us and die instrumental
in watcher world there are lots of not your seed references, and during really tender alice and bill moments matt tends to play the “why does it hurt to love you” bit
adore me plays a lot for linda during honey queen
one of my personal favourites - when we first meet roman in honey queen the nibbly ditty plays as underscoring. like come on that’s genius.
in abstinence camp when boy jerry is hiding mary and noah’s bodies matt plays a slowed down version of virginity rocks
in yellow jacket when hannah’s driving her go kart around the new apartment matt plays janes a car
if i remember correctly hannah gets what if tomorrow comes motif a lot in yellow jacket
same with lex she gets the black friday motif a lot
also in yellow jacket when otho’s about to take hannah over matt plays let it out
yellow jacket just generally gets a lot of tgwdlm underscoring references whenever otho’s on screen
there’s almost definitely more so if you can think of any SAY IT but. matt dahan is a musical genius with what he does with jeff blim’s motifs for underscoring and to think that at least during the first nmt episode he like totally improvised the backing music… ugh he’s so amazing
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rentumblsstuff · 6 days
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Lex: Now when you go in there, you don’t miss any classes, you don’t talk back to any teachers, and if someone says some shit to you, you kick their asses okay?
Hannah: I dunno if I can…
Ethan: Banana, we totally get you’re nervous. We were nervous our first days of high school too, right babe??
Lex: *nods*
Ethan: You’ll be terrific. Everyone will love you just as much as we do. Make some good friends and some good choices, okay? And Lex is mistaken, if anyone says some shit to you, you come to me. I’ll kick their asses.
Hannah: You definitely could.
Ethan: Exactly, and I will… Especially that Jagerman kid, ugh, Lex, do you remember that snot-nosed sophomore??
Lex: I dropped out that year but even I can’t forget him. Absolute fuckin’ punk; ran around bullying the other sophomores and freshman. Hopefully he got transferred to Sycamore.
Hannah: A-and if he didn’t?
Ethan: Then I’ll beat him up if he goes near you!
Lex: *nods in agreement* Get going, you’re gonna be late if you can’t find your class.
Hannah: *nods* Bye… I’ll be home by 4…
Meanwhile,
Ruth: First day of SENIOR YEAR!!! We’re gonna LEARN and we’re gonna HAVE FUN AND IT’S GONNA BE- FUCK! *bumps into Hannah and sends both their stacks of books to the ground* Oh no!! I am so sorry!
Hannah: I-it’s okay… *crouches down to start sorting through their books*
Pete: Let us help you with that!
*Pete, Ruth, and Richie all lean down at the same time and bump their heads together like the three stooges. Profanity ensues. Hannah tries not to smile at their joint bumbling.*
Ruth: Oh god there’s a spider on my book!!! Help! Richieeee!!!
Hannah: *carefully scoops up the spider and places it out of the way with a smile to it*
Pete: … You’re not scared of that thing?
Hannah: It’s just part of nature. They don’t deserve to be squashed same as any of us do…
Ruth: Boy, can we get behind that! I am so sorry for bumping into you! I shoulda been watching where I was going, but we’re all excited, and oh… Hehe, that’s definitely my book, I’m assuming… *picks up the most shitty looking smutty romance novel you could ever think of* I’m Ruth, these are my boyfriends Pete and Richie.
Pete: Boy-space-friends.
Ruth: And I’m still working on closing that gap.
Hannah: *okay… okay. Okay, okay* I’m… Hannah… Freshman.
Richie: Oh, then you got bumped into by the right people. We’ll show you the ropes, don’t worry, Hannah.
Hannah: *looks back to Lex and Ethan, who still haven’t left*
*Lex looks apprehensive and Ethan looks hesitant and the Three Stooges notice them.*
Ruth: DON’T WORRY! WE GOT HER!!! *two thumbs up high in the air*
*Pete and Richie wave*
Lex: *smiles softly and holds up a thumbs up*
Ethan: *waves back*
Ruth: *to Hannah* Are those your siblings?? I can’t see ‘em completely from here but they’re both hot…
Hannah: My sister and her boyfriend… He’s like a big brother though.
Richie: Pete has a big brother!
Pete: Oh, yeah… Ted’s way older though. He wouldn’t uh… So, where’s your first class? We’ll show you which hallways you’re allowed to use to get there.
Hannah: There are incorrect hallways?
Richie: YES.
Ruth: It’s the least we can do after spilling your books. C’mon, bestie, you’re ours now.
Hannah: *nods in acceptance and begins to follow them with a wave to her siblings, STILL WAITING UNTIL SHE’S OUT OF SIGHT, and one more smile at the spider*
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starcrxsed · 18 days
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𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
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Matt Sturniolo x Reader
Summary: Matt 'hates' y/n, or so she thinks he does. But when they go camping feelings are revealed however, y/n has a dickish boyfriend.
Warnings: none
Word count: 3.7k
NO smut!!! There is kissing but that's it, sorry to disappoint
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“Matt,” you groaned out in annoyance, waiting for his reply but only got a hum. Everyone in the car was conversing, Matt and Chris in the front, You, Nick and Lexi in the back. “How long ‘til we’re there? I feel like I've been in this car for hours.” 
“I don’t know, like twenty minutes, chill out.” Matt already had a disliking towards you but it’s just getting worse, this was the fifth time you had asked how long until we’re at the campsite.
Slumping back in your seat and pulling out your phone, you said, “Well it doesn’t help that Chris is blasting shitty music, he should not be in charge of aux,” Maybe it was a little mean to get Chris involved in your feud with Matt, but truth hurts. 
“I thought we all had this mutual agreement that Chris has bad music taste, how come he is always in charge of aux,” Nick and Lexi both hummed in agreement but decided to not interrupt the dispute. “Well maybe if you called shotgun you would have aux,” Chris said shrugging and looking at you in the rear view mirror.
Matt piped up,”No, no I'll pass, I don't want her in the front with me.” 
“I'm glad we can both agree on one thing Matt,” You huffed out, checking the time once again.
Sadly only five minutes had passed, you could power through the next fifteen.
“Ugh, y/n you have to see this, look at how scrumptious he looks,” Lexi said on her left, her phone screen was displaying a picture of Sean O’connors, Lexi has had the fattest crush on him since the eighth grade and you have to admit she had good taste because Sean was an attractive guy.
You hummed in agreement, “Not my type but he is really attractive, Lex are you ever gonna make a move on him instead of stalking all his socials?” Not to hurt her feelings or anything but it was true if she wanted him so badly then maybe she should shoot her shot.
“Yes, yes I know,” She replied looking at the image, hearts practically popping out of her eyes, “I don’t think I even have a chance with him, he’s out of my league.” This made you want to slap her around the face. Lexi is one of the most gorgeous girls to walk the face of the planet.
Nudging her side you said, “I had that same mindset before I started dating Troy, you can pull anyone Lexi you just have to put your mind to it.” The mention of your boyfriend caught Matt’s interest and he eyed the two girls in the backseat, straining to hear what they were saying.
It was safe to say that Matt hated Troy, even more than he hated You.
“Umm no, do not compare Sean and Troy.” Well Matt wasn’t the only one who hated your boyfriend.
“Troy is a dick and treats you like shit, remember last weekend when he cancelled your date to hang out with ‘the boyz’ as they call themselves, is that not an ick for you??” Lexi retorted, “I mean yeah i guess so but i don’t want our relationship to get in the way of his friendships so…”
“Y/n i hope you’re joking,” Nick piped up, “You guys haven’t gone out as a couple in months, you are so delusional it's crazy.” You really needed a reality check and if you could rely on anyone for that it’d be Nick.
As you were about to defend Troy the car came to a harsh halt. 
Before you knew it Matt was out of the car and slamming his door shut, what’s got his panties in a twist?
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Why was she still dating him? I couldn’t name one good thing about him. Matt was furious, not only at the mention of Troy but the fact that you were defending his dickish behaviour. He would do anything to put a fist through Troy’s mouth
You always had this thought or image that Matt was disgusted by you and hated you but truthfully it was quite the opposite.
The best way Matt could think of disguising his feelings for you was with hatred, yeah there were probably better ways but it worked. He mainly did this because maybe one day the gaslighting himself into not liking you would work, or maybe you would reciprocate the hatred giving him even more reasons to ‘not like you’.
Letting out a huff of annoyance he opened the trunk and started unloading the bags for everyone, Chris giving him a hand. 
Chris could tell something was up, his body language was all over the place. He nudged his brother, mouthing a ‘You okay bro?’
Matt however just hummed back and nodded his head, Chris didn’t overstep and decided to just let him be, 
Maybe he was just tense from driving for so long?
The two girls and Nick came round the side of the car, the three laughing to themselves about whatever it was, probably some ridiculous joke Nick said.
“Guys come on!” Chris hollered to the group, “I wanna set up the camp.” 
“Ughh, it's gonna take so long,” You and Lexi both groaned out, both laughing, “We will leave all the handy work to the big boys.” 
Eh, maybe it was a little sexist but sitting in cars for so long really did a number on you. Something was up with Matt though, you wanted to say something, maybe ask if he was okay but you knew when it came down to you, that your opinion didn’t matter to him.
So you decided to keep an eye on him and not say anything.
Trudging over to the site you took in the scenery, a massive lake was at the centre of the land and large trees, which you had no clue what the names of them were, scattered across the expanse of the land.
I’ll be taking some great pictures for instagram this weekend.
Placing your duffel bag onto the grassy yet still muddy ground, you yawned and put your arms up to stretch. It was the heat of summer, you were thankful to be out of the stuffy car and feel the summer breeze on your skin.
You were wearing some daisy dukes which were light blue, ripped and worn into, a summer staple in your wardrobe. On your upper half you were dorning a white tank and a tie up bikini for later, in case anyone wanted to take a dip.
Matt and chris both pulled tents out of their bags getting to work on setting them up, “Fuck, i could really do with some help right now,” Matt said glaring over at you, Nick and Lexi.
The three of you both glanced at each other and in unison said, “Uhh…”
Feeling bad for Matt who was practically sweating buckets and patting his forehead with his shirt every two minutes, which honestly wasn't a bad view, you got a good view of his stomach and shorts which were hanging lo-
No no no, you cannot be thinking like that, you have a boyfriend for god's sakes, and it's Matt he hates you!!!
You stepped up from where you were sat on your duffel bag, “I’ll help you if you want,”
“Oh, I wasn't expecting you to actually help.” 
“You were the one that asked for it. Appreciate it.”
Matt stayed silent after that, the group had two tents between the five of you, the triplets would share and you and Lexi would share. 
Holding the tent up while Matt hammered the pegs into the ground wasn’t too bad, you had a good view of Matt's arms the entire time, the tattoos on his left arm catching your attention.
You always loved tattoos, Troy didn’t have any though, he thought it would taint his skin and it was gross to put ink into your skin. However you thought the opposite, it was like art and added character.
Matt suited them, it's a good look on him.
Snapping out of your daze, you realised you had done it again, looking at Matt in ways you shouldn’t.
“It's done… you can stop holding it now.” Matt said, urging you to let go, grinning at your behaviour. “Oh yeah, sorry I zoned out.” Swallowing and regaining composure.
You watched Chris who was finishing up on the other tent, the summer heat practically soaking him.
“Everyone brought swimsuits right?” You questioned the group, everyone humming in agreement. 
“There's no way I'm not going in there, I need to cool off immediately.” Chris announced to the group already taking his shirt off, everyone nodded and agreed, you stripped yourself off, laying your clothes on top of your bag. 
The group began walking over to the lake, you were wearing an orange tie up bikini which hugged you perfectly in all the right places.
Chris jumped straight in, while the rest of you were just wading through it, as refreshing as it was, the water was freezing. Nick was hesitant to get in, telling the group about how there could be water snakes and other critters in the water.
No one cared though, the heat was too much and everyone needed to cool off.
Matt was nearly shoulders deep in the water, he was wearing a pair of black swim trunks that looked great on him, black was really his colour.
You however were about waist deep in, your hair was tied up into a bun to prevent it from getting wet. Chris and Matt were urging the rest of you to swim out further, the two of them were a good few metres ahead of the rest of you.
“My hair is gonna be so gross after this.” You heard Lexi to the right of you and as you turned to look at her she was already gone. She had dived under and was swimming over to Chris and Matt. 
Turning around to look for Nick you realised that he had gone back to the site a while ago, he was not risking catching anything in the grimey lake. From where you were you could see that he was filming for YouTube.
Looking back at Lexi who was now with the two guys, you followed her league. Fuck it.
The adrenaline was unreal, the cold enveloping you entirely.
Coming back up for air you pushed back some hairs that had come loose and rubbed the water out of your eyes, finally being able to see clearly.
Lexi was grinning, almost mischievously, the boys caught onto it too. “The way your smiling is creeping me out, what is it?” Chris said laughing at her antics.
“We should play chicken fight!” She announced to the rest of you, before you could say anything she said, “I call dibs on Chris, Matt and y/n can be together.”
Both you and Matt glanced at each other but it was too late because Lexi was already on Chris’ shoulders.
“Fine. Come ‘ere Matt.” You said a small smile etching onto your face, “Oh come on don’t look too upset, it's only me Matt,”
“Yeah, well that's the problem,” He muttered under his breath, it was barely audible but you heard it.
Matt’s back was now in front of you, it was quickly gone before you knew it. Matt ducked under water as you put your legs over his shoulder, his hands engulfing the expanse of your thighs.
His hair was wet and ruffled, the way his hands held onto your thighs a warmth like no other filled your stomach, you were so busy focusing on Matt that you didn’t realise that the game had already started.
Lexi was reaching out ready to grab hold of you, “Y/n!!” The sound of Matt’s voice knocked you out of your daze.
Clearing your throat and trying to brush it off you mirrored Lexi. Grabbing hold of her hands and pushing back and forth, the girl was not letting up.
Chris was cheering her on while Matt was just focusing on keeping you steady on his shoulders. 
Matt should have really been egging you on like Chris was to Lexi but he had other things to focus on, like your thighs being under his hands and the whole weight of your body being on him right now. Chris opposite Matt was grinning at his triplet, he knew exactly what he was doing, him and Lexi probably planned this.
A loud splash was heard behind him and before he knew it he was being taken down too. You gripped onto Matt's shoulders as you went down, Lexi and Chris cheering at your downfall.
Matt’s hands found your waist, pulling you up to the surface with him.
The both of you gasped for air once you broke the surface, neither of you realising how close you had become, his hands on your waist and your hands on his shoulders. Lexi and Chris were so chuffed with themselves, they executed the plan fantastically.
Quickly pulling away, the thought of Troy popping into your head, “We should probably head back to the site, it's getting dark.” Matt was hurt, you pulled away too quickly, he was relishing in your touch, as much as he hated to admit it, your perfectly manicured and smooth hands against his skin felt right to him. 
But you obviously felt otherwise.
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Two hours had passed since the lake, Nick and Chris had set up the fire, your hair was still damp from swimming earlier.
Everyone was sitting around the fire, the breeze had picked up and the temperature had dropped, you had put on one of Troy’s hoodies, his name written on the back of it. 
Reaching into the bag of marshmallows you realised there was nothing but air in it. “Nick, are you serious right now?” you said glaring at him, “There was one bag to share between the five of us and I only had one.” Nick laughed to himself and shrugged, “You should’ve gotten to them quicker.”
Letting out a groan of annoyance, you were about to get up before you heard Matt say, “You can have mine if you want? I'm not a big marshmallow guy.” 
Looking up at him from where you were sitting he was practically glowing, the flame from the fire illuminating his figure, “Oh… thanks Matt,” You replied back, taking it from his grasp, your fingers grazing each other.
That was nice of him, considering he hates you. That was the complete opposite of what you thought he would do.
Matt went back to his seat next to Chris, Lexi and Nick were laughing at whatever bullshit they could and you were sitting there with your marshmallow over the fire just looking at Matt, the flames of the fire separating the two of you.
He looked up at you, holding eye contact, you know you shouldn’t but you don’t back down. You hold it. He looked so good in that moment, the flames licking his face, the black shirt he was wearing, his tattoos, his ruffled hair, everything, just everything.
It may sound bad but Troy didn’t have to know about this, you were sat there in his hoodie looking at another man, thinking of another man, if he ever found out he would flip the fuck out.
“Hey y/n,” Chris broke the eye contact, “How long have you and Troy been together?”
“Uhh…” Even you had a hard time recalling how long you had been dating Troy, “I’m not sure but I think the one year anniversary is next month.”
“Why are you asking?” You inquired, it was a random question, especially so out of the blue. “Oh I was just curious that’s all.” He said smiling and glancing over to Matt.
Looking down at your phone, the time was coming up to about ten o’clock, the sun had set and everyone was tired from driving and swimming. They had one more day here tomorrow before they set off again in the evening.
Yawning and standing up, Matt’s eyes following your figure, you say, “I think I'm gonna head off to bed,” 
“Oh yeah, i’ll come with you y/n,” Lexi said gathering her stuff and heading over to the tent, “Good night guys,” Both of you said in unison.
Closing the tent flap and snuggling up into your sleeping bag you said goodnight to Lexi and let sleep wash over you.
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Yawning and patting around for your phone, you switched it on, the light blinding your eyes. The clock on your phone read 1:14AM. 
Shimmying out of your sleeping bag you reached for your shoes, aware of Lexi next to you and trying not to wake her up, you headed out the flap of the tent.
The campfire was completely out just the remains of burnt wood, the lake was completely still, the only thing to be heard was the sound of bugs buzzing and leaves rustling.
You decided to keep your mind busy by going on a walk, which wasn’t a bad idea on your behalf, everything looked so still and scenic. Walking along the trail in the woods you started to head away from the campsite. 
Woodland flowers were blooming which were difficult to see. The only thing illuminating the path was the moon, which was being reflected on the lake. Patting down the pockets of your jean shorts, searching for your phone you realise you have left it back in your tent.
Squeezing your eyes shut in annoyance and letting out a breath you go to turn around but the sound of a twig breaking catches your attention.
Turning around at lightning speed, you catch sight of the frame now standing in front of you. You strain your eyes trying to figure out who it is in the darkness, Nick? Chris? Matt?
Oh, it's Matt.
He stood awkwardly still, like a deer caught in headlights.
“Were you… following me?” You questioned him in a hush tone, trying to keep your voice down. What could he have possibly wanted from you?
“I was just making sure you didn’t get lost, I heard you get up.”
Laughing to yourself, Matt just stood there looking at you like you had lost your mine, “Why would i get lost? I can see the camp from here,” 
You both stood in silence again, “I’m just gonna head-” Matt said before you interrupted, “Matt do you hate me?”
Shit fuck i shouldn’t have said anything.
You had made it even more awkward than before, why did you have to speak up?? Ugh.
“No, no of course not.”
“It's just that, before today you were just well…” Trailing off Matt took a few steps closer to hear you better, but honestly he just wanted to be closer to you.
“What is it?” He replied, waiting for you to finish your sentence.
“I don’t know, I just always tried to be nice to you but you always brushed me off. However, today you have been acting the complete opposite.” You looked up into his eyes, the moon shining into them, and lighting up his face. 
You had never examined his facial features so much before. They were gorgeous, everything worked so well together, the moon was casting a shadow on his hollow cheeks, making his cheekbones stand out even more than they did before.
“I don’t hate you y/n..” He said quietly, almost like he didn’t believe it himself, “I just don’t know how to come to terms with the way I feel.” Looking up at him with confusion, what the hell was that supposed to mean?
“Matt, I'm confused.. What do you mean??” You said slurring over your words, “I can’t act on the way I feel because of Troy.” His name left a bad taste in his mouth.
Oh.
Oh.
Now it makes sense. 
You were still wearing Troy’s sweatshirt and it enraged Matt, all he wanted to do was rip it off of you and replace it with his arms instead. If anything it would be an improvement.
“I can’t Matt… you know i can’t,” You said to him, taking in his hurt expression, as much as she liked Troy, at this moment Matt looked gorgeous. 
You thought back to all those times Troy looked at girls the wrong way, or liked a half naked girls instagram post, or even got too close to your sister.
“I know Y/n but I…” he paused thinking to himself, you reached out for his arms, his hands enveloped your forearms, they were rough and coarse.
“I can’t go on like this anymore, I need you, fuck Troy, he treats you like shit. Yeah, I'm not trying to say I can do better, which I honestly probably could but you could do so much better than him y/n.” Without realising you had both started to slowly inch towards each other, the heat of each other's breath fanning over your faces.
Wrapping your arms around his neck and taking in a breathe, you say “Fuck it.”
Leaning up you press yourself against him, his hands sliding around your waist. Breaking away to catch your breath, before you know it his lips are back on yours, he can’t get enough.
You guys were slowly backing up, your back hitting a tree. “Matt… we can’t.. get too carried away,” you said between kisses, but Matt was relentless.
“Why's that?” He said in a questioning tone, “I have waited so long to do this.” He said, the desperation evident in his voice. At his words a flush of heat rose up to your cheeks, glad that it was dark out.
His hands were exploring every inch of your body, Matt's lips were soft yet rough against your own. Putting your hands in his hair and wrapping your legs around his hips, you learnt to forget about Troy and decided to just live in this moment with Matt. 
You let out a moan as Matt worked his way down your neck leaving little red marks in his wake, his hands were yet again wrapped around your thighs keeping you holsted up against the tree. He then found his way back up to your lips, this time taking a moment to pause and take in everything.
The moon was emitting onto your face, every part of your face visible, Matt thought you looked beautiful, lips plump, cheeks rosy and eyes dilated. He thought you always looked gorgeous, but at that moment he had never laid eyes on anything so alluring.
He wanted to have you right there against the tree, metres away from the camp, he knew he shouldn’t though, it wasn’t right. As much as he hated Troy, he thought that he shouldn’t take it that far.
You leaned in peppering kisses along Matt's stubbled jaw, tilting his head to the side to give you more leverage, he loved it.
Matt wanted to live this moment forever, standing in between your legs and your lips all over his skin. “Fuck y/n, you have me fucked up.” Grinning at him, you hummed out in approvement.
Chuckling and leaning your head against the tree you mention that, “you would be so fucked if Troy found out.” Ending the sentence you peck his lips one last time.
“Good thing he isn’t going to then.”
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ladylooch · 7 months
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Anything with Nico getting in a fight on the ice 😍spicy if the reader (or lex) thinks it’s hot or soft if bb gets injured
A/N: I have been missing writing Nico… so thank you for this! I went soft cause that’s what I need RN. But don’t worry.. after that video of his 🍑 from the weekend.. smut is coming again soon.
A heavy sigh drops my shoulders as I put my hands on both sides of my head. Nico is jawing with a Minnesota Wild player after the whistle. He has been feisty tonight. The Devils are in a three game losing skid and Nico in a scoring drought. His frustration level is high and seemingly growing with each shift he isn’t producing on the scoreboard. 
I chew on my lip while watching the stark, 13 on his back as he skates to the bench. I wish I had a way to communicate to him to chill out. He probably wouldn’t listen anyway.
Nico skates to the face off circle for his next shift as I cross my arms tightly over my chest in preparation. Not even ten seconds later, he is shoving at the Wild forward from the previous shift. Nico mouths at him and the guy cross checks Nico in the stomach. I suck in a breath as Nico drops his gloves, then starts swinging. 
“Ugh.” I hide my face in my hands, then widen my fingers so I can see through. 
The Wild players takes Nico down and the home crowd cheers as the captain gets back to his feet.
I do not.
Nico has a slightly, awkward gait now. The period is close to ending so he is off, down the tunnel… with a trainer following after him. 
The second period begins and Nico does not return. I scoot down, putting my feet on the chair in front of me. I slump in my seat with a concerned pinch to my eyebrows. 
“What did I miss?” Emma asks as she sits back down with Lio. She had been gone feeding him in a private, nursing room. Lio is now asleep in his carrier on her chest.
“Your brother is hurt.”
“What? Damn.” She crosses her legs, then looks over at me. “Have you heard from him?”
“No.”
“Uh oh.”
“Yeah.” 
I am quiet the rest of the game. The Devils end up losing, which is sure to sour Nico’s mood even more. I expect him to be waiting for me when we head downstairs. Instead, I am left waiting long after the Meiers head home for the night. When Nico appears, his black stocking hat is low over his forehead. A distinct limp is also evident on his body.
“Baby.” I greet him, wrapping my arms around his shoulder. “Is it bad?”
“Not good. MRI tomorrow.”
“Seriously?” I pull away in surprise. He nods. 
“Neeks.” He shakes his head no, gesturing to the various staff members walking around us.
“Wanna go home.” He wraps an arm around my shoulders. I put one along his back, offering him my support. He willingly takes it. I rub my fingers into his opposite hip, frowning at the defeat ghosting his face.
“Do you want me to drive home?” He nods again.
At the car, I drop Nico in the passenger seat, then walking around to the driver’s side. We exit the parking garage. Fans recognize Nico’s car, calling out in hopes he will stop. Nico closes his eyes, slumping against the window at their disappointed faces. He hates letting people down. I reach over, folding our fingers together to comfort him. He silently brings my hand up to his face, kissing along the tendons of my fingers.
“It will be okay.” I assure him. “We will face whatever it is together.”
Getting Nico out of the car is the same as getting him in. 
“Go to bed.” I encourage as I release his body in the kitchen. I gather Advil, an ice pack, a towel and a bottle of Gatorade. I find Nico quietly laying in bed when I get into our room. His head is leaned back into his propped up pillows. His knee is held up by two decorative pillows. I want so badly to be able to soothe the disgruntled frown off his face.
I run my fingers up his calf to announce my presence. He smiles gratefully as I fluff the pillows up to offer him more support. I look at his knee, gently skimming my finger tips over his skin. I observing the swelling and slight bruising. Knees are finicky and it’s hard to tell what may be wrong with it other than it looks upset. I wrap the ice pack in the towel then mold it into place for complete coverage of his joints.
“Thank you, baby.” He murmurs, settling back into his pillows. He laces his fingers together over his stomach. I smile, then lean forward to kiss his plumped lips. I linger longer than I should, coaxing his tongue out to meld with mine. 
“I love you. I’m sorry if I scared you.” He says as we pull apart. I keep my eyes closed for a moment, then slowly open them to look at him. His brown eyes are soft, knowing of the turmoil I go through every night. And it’s nights like tonight that scare me. Nights like this where he doesn’t come off the ice the way he got on. “It will be okay.” He repeats my words back to me, tugging me to his mouth again. His fingers work from his stomach to glide up the back of my thigh. He gives it a squeeze, then releases me so I can change into comfortable clothes.
By the time I come back into the bedroom, Nico is asleep. 
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Can youuuu…mayyybe…please write something containing a 🗡️ character and a jockstrap. Ugh something about jockstraps, mouth guards, and feminine girls doing masculine things is so hot🥵
read on Ao3
Reading @lexa-griffins talk about wanheda’s dagger got me inspired, so… *throws confetti in the air*
Lexa’s boots kicked dirty on her way to the bus stop.
“Lexa!” The cries behind her continued, along with the annoying click of cleats against asphalt. “Lexa, wait!”
Ignoring the girl running after her, Lexa climbed onto the bus without looking back. The driver looked her pursuer and rolled her eyes, signaling for the dirty athlete to hop into the campus bus.
“Thanks, Carla!” Lexa heard, and of course she would be friends with the bus drivers, because apparently, Clarke Griffin is very friendly with people. Girls in particular.
Lexa looked straight ahead as Clarke Griffin, captain of the soccer team, president of the debate club, LGBTQ+ alliance vice-president, and a fucking player sat next to her. Clarke swore at the mud tracks following her and lowered her socks with a long sigh.
“Lexa—” Clarke tried, but Lexa mmf-ed and turned her back to the alpha. “Okay, this is getting ridiculous.”
“You’re the one tracking mud on school property.”
“Brittany is like, nothing, she’s—”
“Have you slept with her?” Lexa turned to look into Clarke’s eyes, searching for honesty, trust, anything that would make the last three months she dedicated to this woman worth it. She found honesty, yes, but regretted it immediately.
“Not recently!” Clarke defended. “She likes to cheer in every game, and she keeps saying we’re seeing each other, but Lex, I haven’t been with her since before I met you!”
Lexa squinted her eyes, watching a bead of sweat forming on Clarke’s forehead.
“Okay, maybe once after we met, but we weren’t exclusive back then!”
The logic part of Lexa’s brain argued that Clarke had a point, and even Lexa had been on a fruitless date after she met Clarke. Had she thought about Clarke all the time? Totally. Did it in the end it help her see she was actually into the charming athlete? Yes, but irrelevant at the moment, since now the unreasonable part of Lexa’s brain kept replaying Brittany’s voice: “And that’s Clarke, number 10. She’s the captain. She’s also delicious.” A pink tongue over lipstick gloss had accompanied that statement, and a graphic image of that girl on her knees for Clarke had made Lexa escape the match as soon as she could.
Clarke had seen the iteration from the sidelines and had abandoned the bench in obvious pursuit.
“Are we exclusive?” Clarke asked when Lexa refrained from commenting. “I… I thought we were.” The girl swallowed, setting her face in the same hard angles as when she kicked a penalty. “I want us to be,” she said, extending a hand between them.
Lexa signed and took the offered hand in hers, feeling how warm it was, despite the fall leaves rushing past the bus window. She loved how warm Clarke’s hands were, a dichotomy to her always freezing extremities. Lexa mumbled something, and Clarke leaned closer, asking, “what was that?”
“Maybe I overreacted,” Lexa confessed, the almost empty bus a witness to the fact. “I hated seeing that girl talking about your dick like she owned it.”
Red crept into Clarke’s cheeks, making its way to her ears. “Well… she doesn’t,” Clarke said, one hand around Lexa’s waist. “You do,” she whispered, and Lexa’s face flushed with heat. “I want to be exclusive. If there’s any girl out there bragging about my dick, I want it to be you.”
“How romantic.”
“You’re into it,” Clarke argued, her bright eyes following Lexa’s scarf until it hid inside her jacket.
Logic once more piped up in Lexa’s mind that the girl had a point. The thong she had worn to celebrate Clarke’s game dampened with proof.
“You didn’t bring your phone or anything?” Lexa asked. “You just ran after me?”
“Of course. I couldn’t let you go looking pissed like that! And Octavia will pick up my shit.”
“So it’s not the first time you abandon your team celebration to pursue a girl?”
Panic flashed in Clarke’s eyes and Lexa felt merciful. “I guess from now on you’ll only be doing this for me.”
“Yeah.” Clarke kissed Lexa’s cheeks, sighing in relief. “My apartment is not far from here,” she said, the kiss lingering. “And I’m in desperate need of a shower.”
“Oh.” Lexa’s heart picked up, her cold hands warming up in her fingerless gloves. “If it’s out of desperation, we need to stop.”
“You’re so kind.”
With Octavia and the rest of the team still back at the football complex, there was no reservation for stripping as soon as they stumbled into Clarke’s apartment. The spare key with her neighbor was worth it (the assistant professor had looked the couple up and down and threw the key in their direction before closing the door and turning her TV colossally loud). Clarke’s shirt and cleats didn’t make it to the hallway, and Lexa’s pants puddled by the bathroom’s door. Lexa pulled the athletic shorts down and met the hard resistance of a jockstrap cup.
“Isn’t it uncomfortable?” she asked, drumming her fingers on top of the hard carbon fiber.
“Right now it’s pretty uncomfortable.” Clarke chuckled and kissed Lexa’s neck hard enough to bruise. “But that’s your fault.”
Lexa focused on Clarke’s high ponytail next, letting the blonde tresses free under the white light. “Yeah,” Lexa said, “it is.”
“Feeling possessive, huh?” Clarke nipped at the soft skin under Lexa’s chin while stepping out of her shorts, completely nude. Clarke moaned at the hands exploring her broad shoulders, digging into her trapezius, and scratching her deltoids. Lexa admired Clarke’s curves, but she salivated at her muscles.
A moan froze in a gasp as Lexa felt for Clarke’s erection, now free from the confines of jock straps and tight, athletic shorts. “Very possessive,” Lexa said, moving her hand in deliberate slowness, pushing eager hips back when Clarke tried to increase the pace. “You can be the leader of your team, but here” — a strong squeeze that made Clarke whine — “I’m captain.” The exhale on Lexa’s shoulder was nothing but a moan.
“Fuck,” Clarke said, her head surrendering to Lexa’s biceps as she mercifully started moving her hand.
Clarke smelled like sweat, and heat, and vetiver, and Lexa had it all for herself. She inhaled deeply, her brain creating a new pathway for that scent of love, need, and lust. Lexa prided herself on being an omega in full authority of her body and desires, but as Clarke groaned on her neck, Lexa surrendered to the primal need of control.
“Come for me, babe,” she said, softly albeit with a command, and poor Clarke followed like a trained puppy.
Lexa held her close as Clarke trembled, expending the last of her strength over Lexa’s olive skin. When Clarke’s knee threatened to buckle, Lexa guided the exhausted girl under the hot shower stream.
“I’m sorry.” Clarke mumbled as water covered her mouth. Lexa distracted herself with shampooing Clarke’s hair, and the fresh scent of mint and vetiver filled the fogging air.
“About what?”
Clarke turned to look Lexa in the eyes, all half-lidded and yawning. “I’m sorry for not being clear about being exclusive before. I was afraid.”
Lexa nuzzled the shampoo suds away from Clarke’s cheek. “Afraid?” she asked.
Clarke hugged her under the water, their wet bodies molding together. The water soothed Lexa’s skin, but Clarke remained her major source of warmth. “I was afraid you’d say no.”
“How could I not?” Lexa kissed her girlfriend — seemed safe to call her that way — until they were out of breath. “I hate sports, and you got me outside in a chilly morning just to watch you kicking some balls.”
“It’s one ball.”
“Whatever. Come here.”
Clarke obeyed, her hand sliding down beautiful curves to elicit a moan from Lexa. She responded in kind, hardening between them.
Octavia was pissed when she arrived home from their game and there was no hot water.
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cecilebutcher · 3 months
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「♭𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐎𝐥𝐲𝗺𝐩𝐢𝐚♭」
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Daria is part of my twst x Greek mythology oc series. I highly encourage you to check it out^^
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⊱Bᴀsɪᴄs⊰
Name: Daria Olympia
Age:18
Date of birth: July 1
Zodiac sign: Cancer
Hight:200cm
Dorm: Rosantée (a beautiful dorm made by @midnightmah07 & @viilpstick )
Class: 3A
Place of birth:
Mother: —
Father: Aegaeon Olympia (48)
Step mother: Eileen Olympia (50)
Brother: Lex Olympia (19)
Brother: Seraphim Olympia(19)
Sister: Cinda Olympia (17)
Brother: Cyrus Olympia (17)
Brother: Nestor Olympia (16)
Sibling: Aison Olympia (16)
Sister: Xena Olympia (6)
Dominant hand: both
Based off: Athena (Greek mythology)
Sexuality: on the Aroace spectrum, pansexual.
⊱Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ⊰
Daria is a 200cm teenager with olive skin with Cappuccino colored hair and grey eyes. Her hair is long thick and wavy that she usually has styled in a ponytail. She has tons of Beaty marks all over her body, the most noticeable ones being the ones on her face. She, surprisingly, has a lot of muscle on her body and tons of scars. She has a white tattoo on her neck that reaches down to her back.
⊱Vᴏɪᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ⊰
Maki (jjk dub)
⊱Cʟᴜʙ⊰
Debate club
⊱Bᴇsᴛ Sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ⊰
History of magic. Conjuration
⊱Hᴏʙʙʏ⊰
Spear fighting. Martial arts. Hand to hand combat. Debating. Puzzles. Mind sports. Boxing. Reading.
⊱Bᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ⊰
Daria is one of 8 children to Aegaeon Olympia, a successful and extremely rich businessman who owns many companies. She’s the third eldest after her two twin brothers, Lex and Seraphim. Her mother died a few hours after giving birth to her. So she grew up with her father, brother and step mother, who wasn’t too found of her. While she shares the same father with all her siblings, she doesn’t share the same mother.
She’s closest to her younger brother, Nestor, as they both have a loving for travel and competition. But she’s also extremely close with her two sisters, Xena and Selena, as they are the only other girls in the house. As she grew up she also started getting closer to her step mother, while she used to hate her, blaming her for not being able to have both her parents, she now understands her and has a lot of respect for the lady for keeping to deal with her father.
⊱Sᴘᴇᴀᴄɪᴀʟ Mᴀɢɪᴄ⊰
-:Warrior of the mind:-
The ability to creat illusions that can be used for anything. Most of the time these illusions are used to map things out, like plans.
⊱Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs Oɴ Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs⊰
𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎: I’ve yet to meet Rosehearts, but I heard he can be a bit, how do I say, um, bossy. And that just won’t work with me. I don’t like being told what to do.
𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚢: I don’t know much about him in all honesty. So I have no opinion of him.
𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊: Ugh, I’ve met him once in my life. Never. Again. Honestly he’s just, ugh. I can’t believe I can’t find the word to describe how annoying and just, I hate him to say the least.
𝚁𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚎: I have no opinion on him other than the fact that I feel sorry that he has to deal with Kingscholar.
𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖: Ah, the Al-Asim heir. He’s quite nice, and is friends with my youngest sister. I like him in all honesty.
𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕: Viper is, well, interesting, to say the least. I like hearing his thoughts sometimes. He’s a bit uptight but I can rely on him if it ever came to it. And, I won’t lie, He’s quite beautiful and charming.
𝙰𝚣𝚞𝚕: I’ve never met Ashengrotto before, therefore I have no opinion on him. Next.
𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚎: I met him and his brother once a long, long, time ago. And that was too much for me in all honesty. I’ll simply stick with my idiotic siblings.
𝚅𝚒𝚕: Shoenheit is quite talented, I enjoy his movies quite a lot. He always has a way to make the characters come to life, and as my brother’s girlfriend noted, he’s quite pretty.
𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚔: Hunt is, a lot, to say the least. I personally have no interest in the man, but my younger sister seems to find his company nice.
𝙸𝚍𝚒𝚊: Ah, my idiotic Cousin. Honestly the whole situation he made in night Raven college a few months back is just embarrassing.
𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚞𝚜: His highness is someone who I highly respect. Nothing more to say to be honest.
𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊: Ah, I’ve met him once, he seems…… interesting to say the least. My younger brother seems to like him though.
𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚎: He’s a bit too naive for me. Sees the world as black and white, not my favorite person, or even in the top ten to be honest.
⊱Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ⊰
Positive traits: Smart, intelligent, clever, wise, Responsible, Reliable, Brave, strong, Confident, Independent, Loyal, Dedicated, Hard-working, Careful, Ambitious, Organized, Mature, Trustworthy, Talented, gifted, Stable, Punctual, Self-confident, Witty, Cooperative.
Negative traits: rude, power-hungry, Argumentative, Bossy, Possessive, Jealous, envious, Arrogant, Dangerous, Cold, Cunning, Petty, Self interested.
Neutral traits: Quiet, Calm, Honest, Sarcastic, Antisocial, Strict, Stubborn, Reserved, Serious.
⊱Fᴜɴ Fᴀᴄᴛs⊰
Is the smartest one of her siblings and was supposed to skin four years in school but decided against it.
While she’s not a very feminine girl, she still likes dressing up with her sisters.
She’s seen as the level headed one of the family.
She love sports, but adores strategy games.
She won countless competitions, some are chess, boxing, martial arts and even fencing.
She has an owl familiar that’s always near, maybe not in sight but it’s there.
Is cousins with Idia, and lowkey is done with his shit.
Is the designated babysitter(with Cyrus)
And I’m not talking about babysitting her youngest sister, Xena, I’m talking about babysitting her other siblings, even the ones older then her.
Has tons of scars around her body.
Had a white tattoo that starts from her neck and ends at her back.
Does not get along with Lex’s girlfriend, Lillian.
But they have mutual respect with each other and she’ll help her out if she really needed it.
Her closet if filled with classy clothes and suits.
She shares a room with Selena that’s just fillies with closets. It just has their clothes shoes and bags.
She doesn’t go shopping, Cyrus and Lillian just buy her clothes she likes.
↗continuing this point, if she does do her own shopping, Eileen and Selena are shopping with her online.
Captain of RSA’s debate club.
Was supposed to join the spell drive team but decided against it.
Is extremely close to one of her cousins, and thinks he’s the biggest pain in her ass, lovingly.
Her favorite nrc student is Jamil, and she sympathizes with his situation.
Speaking of Jamil, he has the biggest crush on her ever.
She know this, but decides to act like she doesn’t know since she doesn’t like him like that(maybe a bit, but not enough for a relationship)
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Go check out the dorm made by @midnightmah07 and @viilpstick it’s super cool. And special thanks to Jorge Rivera-Herrans for Epic the musical cause I could not have figured most shit out without the playlist blasting in my ear😭
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mrhowells · 1 year
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Smallville 4x03
such an iconic episode, I'm so ready😩 (edit: ignore any typos you might find, I was going through it💀)
NOOOOOOOO THIS IS SO FKN FUNNY PLS LOOK AT THIS MAN'S HAIR I CAN'T BREATHE
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Honestly I'm so thankful that not a single one of my schools was like this, it's like everyone just reached an unspoken agreement that bullying was uncool and we'd mind our own business.
needles😬
"Have I told you how much I'm gonna miss you?"
no you haven't but you definitely should, go on😌
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*in unison* around where????
HELL YEAH FORCED PROXIMITY FTW
"Come on, do you know how many people would kill to relive their senior year of high school?"
No way in hell, and I had a relatively peaceful experience💀😭
"The last thing I want to be is a reporter."
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She would absolutely be perfect but let's get one thing straight: If there's a person on this show who knows when to mind their own fucking business, it's LOIS🤷🏻‍♀️
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I mean both Chloe and Lois make valid points, she's 17 and while I totally understand why Abby did it, it really is a bit concerning. Especially considering her mother has been pushing her to do it for the last 3 years😬
I got a comment from a helpful user under my post for last episode (ty🥰), apparently Jason is roughly the same age as Lex?? And he started dating Lana when she was 17?? AND HE'S THE FKN ASSISTANT COACH AT SCHOOL?
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Clark wants to try out for the team again🥺
Jonathan let Martha have a job off the farm dude come on, be supportive. YES THANK YOU
omg did he fake his parent's signature on the permission slip???
"...they want people to look at them differently."
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he's making points🤷🏻‍♀️
UGH I'm so weak for happy, excited Clark just look at himmm😭🥹
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"Maybe if I'd been more patient I would've seen who you really are." EEEEEEEW throw the whole man away🤢
honestly fuck everyone who destroyed her self-esteem to the point where she's flattered bc a crusty man like that shows interest
asjaksjaksj
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he's not even denying it-
PLSSSS their faces, especially Lois😭
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I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR
and look at Lois "not interested in journalism" Lane right on the story😌😌😌
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I'm connecting some dots here and I don't like ittttt😬😬
"I still can't believe that you have a job at my school."
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I feel like Lana has had more personality in these last few episodes than she had in the last 3 seasons combined, so that's great to see.
Lex knowssss👀
OMFG LOIS I LOVE YOU
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I'mghfdjfghdj LOIS ARE U FREE ON MONDAY-
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look at herrrrr😭 LISTEN IF I HAD CLARK'S POWERS-
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I mean I agree that beauty is on the inside but that's very easy to say when you look like a literal angel💀 OOp evil surgery lady just said the same thing I did idk how to feel about that💀💀
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I love that they're already establishing little things about her, she's messy, she can't spell etc. (though Chloe sounded a bit passive aggressive in both instances, maybe I'm just reading it wrong tho😬)
"It looks like Lois is one step ahead of us." THAT MAKES ME SO PROUD🥺🥺
Clark saving Lois and then Lois saving Clark is something so personal to me actually-
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UGH LOOK AT THEMMMMMM😭
*kicks woman* "Bitch."
her lil smile seeing her article in the torch😭
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yesss she has fans as she fucking should😌
(Can I just quickly say that as much as I love Homecoming, they could've had at least ONE person at the reunion remember Lois from high school, watching that shit left permanent scars on my soul, it was so cruel😭 Like come on, if reading her article was a "life changing experience" for some students, it would make total sense for SOMEONE to remember her. (yes I'm super salty and what about it))
FUUUUUUUCK I JUST REALIZED I HIT THE 30 IMAGE LIMIT AND I'M NOT EVEN AT THEE DUNK TANK SCENE😭 (off to delete some of them I guess😭)
omg here it comes
"Come on Lois, didn't those guys at the base teach you anything?" "Wouldn't you like to know."
akasjkasdjak YOU KNOW HE WOULD
they wanna bone so bad it makes them look like absolute fucking clowns there I said it
DOESN'TMATTERCAUSEYOU'REGOINGDOWNTHAT'LLBETHEDAYSKADWNKW can you tell I'm losing my last shred of dignity here
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ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY CLEARED MY SKIN IMPROVED MY GRADES WALKED MY DOGS ETC THIS SCENE CHANGED MY WHOLE FUCKING LIFE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND-
and Tumblr won't even let me upload my 5732893 screenshots where's the justice😭
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How would you have given Red Daughter the happy ending she deserved?
I just rewatched the final Red Daughter scene with Supergirl and Lex, because apparently I love pain.
Logically, of course I know why it ended the way it did ... but damn. Just like with Sam/Reign, I was really hoping for an ending that gave her a proper chance at a life - this time outside of Lex's corrosive orbit. Especially with The House of L driving home the point that Lex groomed her in much the same way he tried (and ultimately failed) with Lena ... ugh. PAIN.
I was highkey hoping RD would end up on Argo. And that Alura would take her under her wing and she could heal from all the damage Lex did and start afresh there. Alura was right there ...
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Out-of-Context Snippets of my fanfic (5):
They take in the golden hour sitting on the floor against the window. Clarke leans back against Lexa's chest, with Lexa's arms draped loosely around Clarke's torso, her chin resting on Clarke's shoulder. The soft light pours into the room, giving the room an extra warm tint.
It's been mostly silence, the girls simply relishing being so close to each other.  Lexa constantly nuzzles into the crook of Clarke's neck, and at first Clarke had to fight the urge to stiffen up with Lexa moving along her neck, but focused on the warmth coating her skin, like being wrapped in a blanket after being out in a storm but it was Lexa.  She was wrapped up in Lexa and didn't want to ever move again.
Neither girls' mind could stay calm for long though. Clarke fidgeted, her breaths got shallow and before she could even open her mouth Lexa hummed in her ear,
"Don't even think about apologizing."
Clarke leans her head into Lexa's, who plants a soft kiss behind her ear, "What is it Niron?"
"I know it wasn't your fault Lexa." Clarke says softly, "And I don't want to blame you...it just...it still doesn't make any of this any easier."
Lexa loosens her grip slightly, but Clarke is quick to grab her hands, interlacing their fingers. 
"Please..."  She pulls Lexa's arms back snuggly around herself, "I just...I can't help that I still see it, everywhere.  It's like I can't escape it.  Every time I walk down the hallway outside, it's so dark the walls look like... they look like..." She trails off, feeling the emotion building and Lexa gives her a slight squeeze, nuzzling into the back of her head so she knows she understands.
"It's just...it's not there, until it is.  And then it's everywhere. All at once.  Does that make sense?"
"Would you like a room closer to the elevator? You won't have to walk down a long hallway." Lexa asks.
"No – that's not...ugh" Clarke sighs playfully, "It's adorable that you just want to fix everything." She presses back into Lexa, earning a tighter hold from the commander, before her voice drops to a whimper.
"I'm just not sure you can fix me, Lex."
Lexa keeps her head leaned against the side of Clarke's face. The one question she can't shake, the one question she was scared to ask, stayed on her tongue, reaching out to form on her lips.
She shouldn't.  It's not for her to ask. Maybe it's not for her to even know, ever.  Not unless Clarke wanted her to. 
Yet it escaped like a gust of wind, reluctantly as an exhale, softer than a whisper.
"What did she do to you love?"
The blonde crumples forward and Lexa braces Clarke against herself, not letting her go.
"Lex..." Clarke twists in Lexa's lap so that she's sideways, and Lexa cradles her against her chest.
"I'm sorry Clarke I shouldn't have asked." 
Clarke nuzzles into the commander's cloak, wiping her face on it, ashamed to meet those green eyes. 
"I'm afraid you'll never look at me the same again." She whispers. 
A more fleshed out, slightly dark fix-it that jumps in at 3x7 and further explores Lexa's character, past trauma, and struggles with love vs. duty. On ao3 and wattpad same title and username.
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Awww Katsuki’s dogs being the sweetest ever with you, always playful but not rough (not in the same way they are with him- it’s like they know they need to be a bit more gentle with mom 🥲) and then when you’re in public they’re like guard dogs so you can walk them whenever and wherever because Kats trained them to protect you 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽
Ugh I love dogs. Also agree with him having a pit bull/ German Shepard/ Doberman. Perfect matches fr
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YES THEYRE SWEET LIL BOYS !! they love playing and getting cuddles such softies. you win them over by giving them chewy dental sticks and lex you met as a lil puppy. was a nervous doggy then became an out of control playful puppy that didn’t know how to control his teeth when he played. after a few apologetic scratches, mostly bakugou stomping over to him saying NO LEXI CALM. CALM BOY!!! and he’s chilled out.
and jester and you going on walks when bakugou’s having a nap because he got back late. jester being a protection dog (there’s this youtube who has a protection doberman and i watched a netflix series on it it’s really interesting lol) like when there’s banging on the door the dog is checking you’re safe before running over to the door. calming when it’s just bakugou moaning how he couldn’t find his keys.
they definitely whine and start scratching on the doors that you both now lock the doors when you’re about to fuck. have had lex lick bakugou’s foot and try to stuff his head between you both and since then not again.
also bakugou playing with his dogs is so fucking SWEEET. sitting on a bench in the park with a book as he throws a ball at them. definitely you reading or drawing or something as they run around the park :)
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but with you, my dear, i'm safe - lexgrace
read under the cut || 774, rated G Lex doesn't know who's in the bathroom with her, but she knows the person is crying.
Lex practically kicks down the door of the girls' bathroom and immediately walks over to the sinks.
Stupid fucking teachers, stupid fucking principal, stupid fucking Pamela.
What did it matter if Lex got caught smoking in front of the school? Tons of Hatchetfield High students smoke, this wasn't news!
Why were they always the one getting lectured?
And her mother was such a fucking hypocrite, acting like this was so devastating for her, coming to the principal's meeting acting like a new widow.
"I did not raise my daughter to smoke," she had said and Lex would've bet all of her belongings that there were at least two packs of cigarettes in her mother's purse at the time.
Lex splashes some water in their face and grips the cold sink.
"Detention for a week, such fucking bullshit," she mumbles to herself and fidgets with the straps of her backpack, when a noise coming from one of the stalls jolts them out of their thoughts.
It's a whimper.
"Hello?," Lex says, frowning. She was really not in the mood to catch those two cheerleaders fucking in the bathroom again.
Another sound, a sniffle. Someone's crying.
Lex steps closer to the stall the noise is coming from: "You okay, dude?"
"I'm - I'm okay."
The voice is shaky and the girl is very obviously lying, but that answer's good enough for Lex. They have their own problems to take care of.
"Alright," she goes and wipes her face with the sleeve of her jacket, heading to the door.
She's halfway out when the person continues talking.
"I mean, I don't know...something weird just happened."
Lex sighs, looks out in the empty hallway, and heads back in. Their next class doesn't start for another twenty minutes, anyway. They have some time to spare to listen to a crying girl.
"It's just - gosh, I don't know what's wrong with me. The lights were so bright, and Miss Mulberry was so loud, and I was just so...I don't know. Everything was so bad."
"Oh," Lex leans against the door and is kind of glad about staying, "Yeah, my sister's got that, too. Social worker got her one of those things, ugh, what's it called...it's like a fidget toy, you concentrate on it when you feel like that, or whatever."
The person inside the stall blows their nose.
"Maybe I should look into getting one of those," she says and softly laughs.
Lex just smiles awkwardly.
"Um, what about you? You were saying something about detention. I - I wasn't trying to listen to you, I was just. You know. Here."
"Oh, yeah," Lex runs a hand through her hair and slides down the bathroom door, "It's something dumb."
"Tell me."
Lex isn't particularly interested in telling a stranger about her life, but she gets the feeling that the girl is only asking about it for the background noise.
Hannah sometimes does the same - ask Lex to talk to her, distract her with random ramblings, and they can't help but imagine their little sister in the crying girl's position.
Fuck it. If they were gonna be nice today, might as well go all the way.
"I got caught smoking outside the school last week and the principal arranged a meeting with my mom. And my mom, she's like, a total bitch."
The girl doesn't answer, but the crying gets quieter, so Lex goes on while playing with the rings on their fingers.
"Now I got detention. Which is complete bullshit."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah. Whatever."
The stall opens and out steps a girl in a blue sweater with pigtails and big, brown eyes - the nerdy prude herself, Grace Chasity.
"Oh," is all Lex says as she gets up.
"Hi."
"Hey."
Grace's nose is red and so are her eyes as she scratches the back of her neck and looks down on the floor: "Thank you for staying. And talking."
"Yeah," Lex says and presses her lips together. They'd never actually exchanged more than five words with Grace before, so they weren't exactly sure what to say.
"So, uh. I can check with my sister what that toy's called. If you were serious."
Grace shrugs and continues to avoid eye contact: "I guess it can't hurt."
"Mkay. What's your number?"
"Oh, I don't have a phone. That stuff only leads to premarital sex and devil worship."
Lex blinks a few times.
"We could meet up at my youth bible study!"
"...Or how about I just let you know tomorrow?"
"That works, too!"
"Awesome," Lex scoffs and heads outside.
They'd be lying if they said they didn't wish Grace had a phone.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR LEX!!! All the best to you and your loved ones in the new year <3
You and your best friend, Mark. Decided to stay in for New Year's Eve. All his house mates went out to party and to find someone who would kiss them at midnight.
You were using Mark as a pillow as you two watched movies all night. Until Mark noticed the time. It was only a few minutes to midnight. He flipped the TV to one of the live count downs. Watching everyone go crazy as they all screamed from ten to one.
"Just like that it's twenty twenty-three" Mark says eyes glued to the TV
"It's crazy how it just works like that." you say still laying on him. Watching all the couples kiss as the camera goes by.
"Have you ever had a New Year's kiss?" Mark suddenly asks you
You nod "Yeah a few years back and I regret every moment. He kissed like a lizard" You laughed causing Mark to laugh with you.
"Have you?" You ask him now
Mark sits there for a second "Ugh no I haven't" He answers shyly
"What do you mean you haven't?"
"I mean I've never kissed someone on New Year's" Mark says
"Mark Estapa, has never had a New Year's kiss? I find that hard to believe." You say, now sitting up
"Well you better believe it because it's true" He says
You give him a look. "Y/N I swear. I'm not lying"
"Do you want one?" You say out loud not really thinking
Mark is confused at your words "Wh-what?"
You lick your lips nervously. Wishing you could take back your words. "I don't know. I-I just thought maybe...Just forget it"
Mark turns to you. "You want to kiss me?"
You sit there in silence as your face heats up. You shrug not making eye contact with Mark. He reaches over, placing his hand under your chin to get you to look at him. You finally look into his eyes.
"I hope you do because I've been dying to know what those lips taste like" Mark says making your face turn as red as a tomato.
You both sit in silence, just looking at each other. Mark slowly leans in, eyes focused on your lips. "Happy New Year Y/N" He softly says before closing the gap.
Your lips collided and slowly moved in sync. Mark pulls you close to him hands on either side of your face. You hands pressed to his chest as you start to pull at his shirt. Marks hands slowly slide down your body, resting on your hips. The kiss getting heated and the sexual tension rising between you two.
Suddenly you're being pulled onto Mark's lap as he leans back into the couch. His finger tips dig into your skin just above your waistband. You two were able to pull away for a second to catch your breath. Staring into Mark's eyes he smiles. You just crash your lips back into his.
He hums against you. Enjoying the feeling of your warm soft lips of his. Your hands slide down to the hem of his shirt. Before you could bring it up his hands find your and stops you, breaking the kiss at the same time.
"I don't wanna do anything, you're not comfortable with"
You smile at how sweet he was being. "With you I'm comfortable with everything"
"Just let me know if you want to stop" Mark says. Before you could answer his lips were attached to your neck.
Your breath hitches as he finds your neck's sensitive spot. His hands slide up his hoodie you were wearing. He realizes you weren't wearing a bra. He hesitates before cupping your boobs in his hands and giving them a squeeze. You let out a groan as he pitches your hard nipples lightly.
You pull at his shirt and for a second you lose his touch as he pulls his shirt off. His hands meets your body again and he pushes you down onto the couch. Hovering over you he pushes the hoodie up. He hasn't seen this much of you before and he was amazed.
"Wow, You're all that I imagined and more" He says running his hands up your stomach, stopping at your boobs. You blush at his comment, sitting up to pull the hoodie off and discard it on the floor.
Your hands run up his biceps and wrap around his neck. Pulling him down you connect your lips. On your inner thigh you could feel Mark’s growing erection. It had you wanting him so bad but you didn’t want to rush and ruin the moment. He slide down to connect his mouth to one of your sensitive nipples. Pinching the other at the same time you let out a groan. Holding the back of his head and pulling at his hair as he switches over.
You’ve had enough foreplay you needed him right now. The longing crave you’ve had for him needed to be satisfied. You started pushing your hips upward towards his hard dick. Trying to get any sort of friction. Mark grabbed your hips and pushed them into the couch. He stopped and looked at you.
“I need you” Was all you said and Mark was standing up and sliding his sweats to his ankles. His pulsing dick tenting up the fabric of his boxers. Before you could pull your pants down he grabs them leaving you in your underwear. Lips crashing together again. He starts rubbing your clit through the thin fabric.
“W-wait. What if the guys come back. I don’t need them seeing me naked.”
“Yeah I don’t want that either” He says easily picking you up and taking you up to his room. Closing and locking the door before putting you down on his bed.
“You still want this?” Mark questions just yo be sure
You nod, bitting your lip as you pull at his boxer’s waistband. He smirks dropping his boxers. You watch as his dick springs here. He comes over to you “Legs up” You do as you’re told and lean back letting him pulls your underwear down your legs.
He gets between your legs and presses his dripping tip to your soaked entrance. Your mouth falls open at the feeling. He slowly pushes into you making sure he didn’t hurt you.
Eyes rolling back “Holy- my god Mark” Your hands grab at him not knowing what to do.
Mark let’s out a breath and he bottoms out. You get used to each other before Mark is thrusting in and out at a good pace. He leans down and you groan in his ear and you dig your face into his neck. Your nails run up and down his back and he picks up pace.
Sitting up he grabs your hips. His thumbs digging in a bit to hard as he starts to pound you. “M-mark. Oh my god” You groan, no other words forming.
“Holy shit Y/N you’re so fucking perfect” He praises you as his breathing becomes heavy
“Just like that. I-i’m going…”Just like that you finished all over him.
Mark smirks as he feels your pussy squeeze around his dick. He fucks you through your high until he was at his own.
“Cum all over me Mark, please” You beg him. He pounds you a bit more until he’s pulling out and cumming all over your stomach.
His breathing heavy as he slams his body down beside yours. You two hear the door open and close. “Oh shit our clothes Mark” You say in panic
Marks eyes go wide.
“At least one of us is getting a happy start to the year” You hear Ethan yell from downstairs
You and Mark shrug it off and laugh. “Happy New Year” You say to Mark kissing him again.
-nick smut anon!! this is for that anon that requested a mark blurb. thought it was fitting for the holiday! this isn’t edited so i’m sorry if there’s spots that don’t make sense. anyways i love you all and wish you all the every best in 2023!!! <3333
happy new year🫶🏻
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Read it on AO3 here!
Lena settles back into her recliner and hugs Teddy Eddie to her chest, wrapping her arms around him and pushing her nose into his fur.
She closes her eyes and tilts her head back after a moment, basking in the peaceful quiet of her safe space. Today has been more than hectic with everything that happened with Nia and she can scarcely believe that she actually travelled into another person’s dreams, it’s truly insane to think about. It’s not something she’s ever going to willingly try again though, despite it happening in the dream, her boob still hurts a little from where Nia tossed a candle at it. I suppose it just lets her know that the stories are true, get hurt in a dream and you get hurt in real life, or worse, if you die in a dream, you die in real life too.
It's a lot to take in so having this time now, in the space that is her own and nobody else’s, it’s everything. This is something she’s never had before and it’s everything she’s always wished for but until recently, never dared to believe she could have, until she got it that is.
Her life has reached a strange point, one in which everything is simultaneously amazing and absolutely terrible at the same time, her mind drifting between being just content and full of crazed panic. It’s a wonder she’s able to get any sleep at night at all with the way she’s constantly flipping between the two.
She’s away from her family, that’s a major plus. She’s got a place of her own, and she’s very much on her way to having a girlfriend. Not only that, but the girlfriend in question is a complete and utter goddess, Supergirl herself. Lex would have a heart attack if he ever found out.
Lex, ugh.
He’s the main cause of all of the bad things in her life, even now when she doesn’t have anything to do with him. Especially now. She just can’t escape his disgusting clutches, he’s determined to force his way into her life again and is willing to do whatever it takes to do that, to kill whoever it takes to do that. That’s the scariest part.
On top of that, she’s pretty darn certain that Nia’s reoccurring dream that made her so tired her brain literally forced her into a lucid coma has something to do with him. He’s the one person on this planet that Lena is certain would destroy the entire world with every person on it just to enact his revenge against one person. Or in this case, probably a couple, she’s become his target just as much as Superman ever was and while it does stroke her ego a little to be grouped with a Kryptonian, it’s mostly just scary.
Just thinking about it makes her nervous and her fingers start raking down through the soft fur of the bear she’s become really emotionally attached to since Kara gave him to her. He reminds her of the bear she had as a child, the one her birth mother gave to her before she died, the one her adopted mother, Lillian, got rid of the day she turned seven because she was ‘too old for something so childish’. Thinking of that bear still makes her heart break just as much as it did that day and it makes her want to curl up and cry the way her seven-year-old-self did. She didn’t sleep properly for weeks without that bear to keep her company, her old reprieve from the life she was thrust into was stolen and it was a lot for a child to handle.
She moves him away from her chest so she can look at his little furry face. He’s cute and just knowing that he belonged to Kara first, that he provided her comfort in the way she’s getting now, it makes connects them in one more way and Lena loves any connection she can get with her.
Alex once mentioned that even she took a turn with Teddy Eddie and that makes her feel better too. Alex is so brave and strong that it’s easy to forget that someone like her might not be feeling as brave or as strong on the inside and she can see why Alex might have needed him too. It makes her feel less weak to be so fond of a silly little stuffed bear.
She tucks him under her arm and lets her eyes fall over her apartment, her space, her sanctuary. She loves every corner of this place. There are not many corners and not a whole lot of space between them either but it’s her home. She told Sam that she’s going to find a new place to move to once her lease is up and she really is going to do that but she’s going to enjoy every last second she can in this place while she has the chance to. This place has served her well and it would be a crime to let that go unappreciated.
It’s not just the apartment that has served her well though either. It’s the people that helped her build this space for herself that have served her well. Alex gifted her the furniture, Kara, the things that have helped make this place a home, specifically the painting she’s always enamoured by and spends at least ten minutes staring at before going to sleep each night, fascinated by the colours and the brushstrokes that show the story of Kara’s life behind them, and the little teddy bear that keeps her company. They have quickly become the things she treasures most, and she dreads the day she crosses paths with someone who needs the bear more than her because she won’t be able to say no to passing him on to do his duty in making the world a better place with his hugs.
If there’s one thing she’s learning though, it’s to drink in every good moment she can and commit them to memory because they are what will keep her warm at night, although if the night with Kara tells her anything, Kara is very good at making sure she doesn’t get cold, that woman is basically a walking space heater.
Her phone starts ringing and it actually makes her jump since she’s so in her head about reviewing everything going on in her life at present. She sees who the caller is and answers while praying the phone call is going to be short. She loves Sam but she’s far too tired for an hour-long call, the kind Sam likes best.
“Good evening, Samantha.”
“Do you have to be so weird?” Is Sam’s response, huffy and tired.
Lena’s lips quirk up at being able to be the one to annoy Sam for once. “Yes, I thought you’d appreciate it.”
“I would on any other day than today.”
“Why’s that? What’s happening?” Lena leans forward in her recliner, suddenly worried about her friend. It’s not normal for Sam to be anything other than happy and bright, or at least pretending to be so the fact that she’s being openly upset is troubling.
There’s a series of sighs coming from down the line as Sam tries her best to find the right words. “Luthor Corp is a mess, Lena. It has been since you left really. Without you down in the labs, barely anything gets done and what is done is, quite frankly, terrible. Lex is pissy that he can’t use any of it to do fuck-knows what and he’s been having shady meetings with a bunch of people nobody else knows anything about other than the fact that they have a lot of money.”
“So, what you’re saying is that my brother is probably doing a bunch of super illegal things, which is on brand for him, but he’s now doing it in a way that could affect not only the company but every employee if it gets found out?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I have half a mind to report his shadiness myself and take away whatever bullshit he’s doing by taking away his headquarters of disaster, but he has too many connections and would find out who did it and I can’t risk Ruby in that way.”
“I know you can’t, but it isn’t a bad idea to get him away from Luthor Corp. Let me speak to Brainy tomorrow and see what we can do, alright?”
Sam’s tone clears up almost instantly. “That sounds really good.”
“Don’t expect a super-fast turnaround though, Sammy. We’ve had our own issues here since you left that we have to deal with. All I can say is that something big is coming and we have no idea what it is.”
“That is not helpful for my anxiety.”
“It’s not helpful for mine either but here we are,” Lena says, fingers still raking through the fur of the teddy bear tucked into her.
“Whatever, I have to go anyway, I’m making dinner, I just called to dump my issues on you,” Sam says, the smug annoying tone she usually speaks in back in place.
Lena hears it and snipes back at her. “What else do you ever call me for, you’re a very high-maintenance person, Sam.”
“Rude, I’m never speaking to you again, or at least until tomorrow.”
“Awesome, talk to you later, bye.”
“Bye.”
Lena is pleasantly surprised at the length of the call. She was expecting for it to have lasted way longer than that so she’s pretty happy with how short it was and with the fact that she managed to make Sam feel a little better in the process.
She drops her phone onto the arm of the recliner but doesn’t even have the opportunity to fully stretch her head back to rest against the back of the chair before there’s a pounding on the door. The kind that makes her heart sink because it sounds a hell of a lot like someone is about to try and knock her door down.
Before she can fully register what’s happening, the door opens and a figure comes barrelling in, or more like, stumbling in while almost failing to keep their balance.
“Kara? What are you doing?”
Kara regains her footing and drops several bags onto the counter before going back to shut the door. “You should really lock this, you know?”
“Well, I was going to when I go up again. I forgot to do it when I got home and couldn’t be bothered to get back up right away when I noticed. I wasn’t expecting anyone to come barging in.” Lena’s cheeks are bright red, a little embarrassed that she’s been caught cuddling with a teddy bear, even though Kara gave her the teddy bear.
Kara looks kind of guilty. “I didn’t mean to kick your door, I slipped on your welcome mat and then grabbed the handle to try and get my balance back but it opened and I fell inside. If you tell Alex I’ll have to kill you and nobody will find your body.”
“Oh, the mighty Supergirl can’t even stand up without falling over like a klutz, how can us mere humans ever cope in the shadow of such a powerful being?”
“You’re mean and if you don’t stop bullying me, I won’t share the food I brought over. I thought you might want to have dinner with me but I can see where I’m not wanted.” Kara makes to pick the bags of food back up and head out but Lena calls her bluff, staring her down until she’s beside the door and waiting for Lena to stop her. “You’re extra mean.”
Lena grins as Kara puts the bags down for a second time, not planning on leaving at all. “You don’t seem too upset about that.”
Kara lets out a dramatic sigh that belongs on a soap opera of some kind and looks over her shoulder to send Lena a withering look. “You’re lucky you’re so pretty.”
The words simultaneously make Lena blush and make her want to argue but Kara’s eyes have softened and she’s got a cute little smile across her face that makes Lena want to just get up and kiss her.
So she does.
Lena climbs to her feet, stumbling a little in the process as she hauls her ass off the recliner and ditches Teddy Eddie on the seat. She practically launches herself across the room and grabs Kara by the back of her neck to bring her into a kiss that she most definitely was not expecting. Not that she’s complaining though. Not at all. In fact, Kara greets her movements with a vigour of her own, gripping her around her waist to keep her close and when they part, it’s with a breathless giggle that makes Lena kiss her again.
Kara only lets it go on for a minute and for a second, Lena thinks she’s done something wrong but then Kara whispers the most unsexy things she could have said in the moment.
“The food is going cold.”
“You…” Lena frowns. “Did you just stop us kissing because you’re hungry?”
“Your lips aren’t going to go cold if I wait an hour, the food will.” Kara shrugs, unpacking the bags to reveal a whole load of Thai food. “I even got you something healthy since you’ve been complaining about all of the extra calories I’ve been forcing on you by bringing you take-out all the time.”
Lena really needs Kara to stop being cute because it’s making her want to kiss her again and she can’t do that at the minute because all of a sudden, Kara only has eyes for the food she’s unpacking and wasting no time digging into.
“And…I’ve lost you to the food.”
“Only temporarily, don’t worry. Here, this is for you but I got a few extras in case you want to indulge.” Kara slides over the food she ordered specifically for Lena.
Lena takes it with a hint of a smile. “We both know you ordered the extras for you and are only offering them to get into my good books.”
“I’m always in your good books so that’s pointless.”
Lena moves back to her chair, moving Teddy Eddie onto her pillow so she doesn’t accidentally get any food on him. Kara follows her and perches on the side of the bed, bouncing a little on the mattress as she lands. “That’s awfully presumptuous of you Kara Danvers.”
“I think it’s just a given.” Kara grins.
Lena rolls her eyes and changes the subject from Kara being insufferable. “Whatever you say. Now, have you spoken to Nia since everything happened?”
“Briefly. She’s doing better. She says she’s tired but nowhere near as tired as she was before she was sucked into the lucid dream. I think she’s more worried about what’s going to come at us since her dream was that bad she was forced into a lucid dream to protect her. Something really bad is coming and I’m not exactly thrilled about the prospect of it.”
“Me neither. It’s actually been something that’s been on my mind too. I’m thinking of updating the Tower’s security systems, maybe finding a way to block off the entry points in a pinch because the bugs got inside way too easily before and we had no way to stop them. I think we also need to get our heads in the game with surveillance.”
“I think that sounds very sensible.” Kara’s joking attitude dwindles as the conversation turns more serious. “It’s definitely making me nervous that we have no idea when our lives are going to become a hell of a lot more complicated.”
Lena nods, shovelling her food into her mouth and swallowing her bite before speaking. “Yeah. I hope it waits for me to move places though. It would be a pain to move in the middle of an apocalypse or something.”
Kara’s eyebrows shoot up, her eyes growing wide. “Wait, hold up. So, first of all, please don’t jinx us by saying we’re going to be trapped in an apocalypse and second of all, when are you moving places?”
“Oh yeah, I promised Sam and Jack that I’ll move when my lease is up, they are worried about me living in this area so I agreed if only to not have to listen to them complaining about it.”
“Well, when the time comes, I’ll give you a hand moving your things over and I’m sure Alex won’t mind helping either.” Kara looks quite pleased with the news and it becomes clear to Lena that this is what Kara had been hoping for, that she too is worried about Lena living in this area. She had mentioned it when she first found out about the apartment and was helping her out but hasn’t really mentioned it since so Lena had assumed she had gotten over it but that’s not true, she was simply allowing Lena to make her own decisions.
The freedom that Kara gives her is so refreshing that it makes her yearn for it all the more, to want the independence she’s never had and run with it for as long and as far as she can.
“I appreciate that. I haven’t got much longer left on my lease so I’m going to have to start looking for a place really, really soon. Would you mind giving me a hand with that? You know the city much better than I do and I need somewhere that’s safe enough I don’t hear any complaints but cheap enough my bank account doesn’t cry.”
“Of course, This is so exciting! I know which areas you want to look at already, oh, actually, can you make a list of the things you’re looking for in a place? I want to find you the best place I can.” Kara is grinning at the very thought of it and when Lena looks down, Kara has kicked off her shoes which means she's now displaying her toes as they curl in excitement. Damn, this woman is too cute. She needs to leave her shoes somewhere nobody will trip over them though.
Lena holds her hands up, a chuckle bubbling in her throat. “Woah, woah, slow down there, tiger. I just want something similar to what I have now. I love the cosy size of it and I am perfectly happy with just the bare minimum. I don’t care what it looks like or what facilities are available. Just having a space that is my own is enough for me.”
Kara mirrors Lena’s outstretched hands, ready to debate but making them look like a pair of mimes practising for a show. “I hear you but just because you’re ok with having the bare minimum, that doesn’t mean that you don’t deserve better. Think about it, don’t you want a place with a bathtub so you can have a soak after a long, hard day? Maybe with some bubbles, a glass of wine and a good book?” Kara can see Lena wavering. “You could have a place with enough space for a rug. I love a good rug; don’t you like a rug?”
Lena tilts her head, giving in with a smile that can’t be restrained. “I do like a rug.”
“You don’t need a massive place for those things, you just have to be open to paying a tiny bit extra to treat yourself because you’re special and you deserve it.”
Lena looks down for a moment as she feels her cheeks glow in a faint blush she’s almost embarrassed by. “Maybe I should look over my finances and see what I can spare for rent. Thanks to a certain job, I have a better budget than I had when I got this place.”
Kara finishes up her food while Lena talks. “Ok, you do that and I’ll start looking at what’s up for rent at the minute, let’s go, let’s go, round up the troops.”
Lena doesn’t move, just keeps slowly chewing. “You need to chill. There’s no rush.”
“But I—”
“Kara, I’m not rushing my food to look at finances, that’s boring. I’ll look after I’ve finished eating.” With her words, Kara loses the pouty puppy-dog look she was developing and her expression lightens immensely.
“Wait, you’re going to look?”
“Yes. Now, I think there’s still some of the extras you got on the counter, you forgot to grab them because they were behind the bag.” Lena points over to the counter but before her arm is even properly outstretched, Kara is tripping over her shoes and landing on the floor with a thunk. Lena can’t even react though because, in less time than it took her to fall, Kara is up and standing over the food left on the counter, already digging into it.
Lena opens her mouth to speak but there’s nothing but genuine shock in her system so it takes a moment for her to find words. “That was, well…ok.”
Kara smiles, her cheeks full of food, making her look like an adorable little chipmunk. Lena wants to kiss her again but it’s clear that’s not happening because the second they finish it looks like they are going to be doing some research on apartments. Just what Lena wants to be doing. Not. At least she’s doing it with Kara. That does make things a hell of a lot better.
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“How do I end up in situations like this?” Lena complains, pinching the bridge of her nose between a thumb and a finger.
Kara shrugs next to her, sheepish. “Sorry.”
“Literally the first place we’re viewing and we get trapped in the elevator. It’s just my luck.”
“I can get us out if you need me to desperately but I don’t really want to give myself away as being an—”
“I get it.” Lena looks over at Kara, who is leaning against the wall opposite her, both keeping the doors to the elevator to one side of them and the mirrored back to their other side. “I’ll just cross this one off the list. This is a terrible first impression and there’s not going to be a second one.”
Kara nods. “I think that’s smart.”
Lena clicks her tongue rhythmically, her eyes darting around the metal death box they’re trapped in. “Do you think it would be passable if you managed to pry the doors open?”
Kara shrugs while pulling her glasses down her nose before using her X-ray vision to take a peek out at what is right outside of the doors. “No can do, buckaroo. We’re between floors.”
“Ugh. So, what now? We just wait and hope someone will eventually answer this garbage alarm button?”
Kara jams her finger onto the button again, nothing visually happens when she does so and no ringing happens either. “I guess so. Someone will find us though, there’s what, fifty units here? Someone will try and use the elevator and figure it’s broken or since we came early, the real estate agent who’s meant to show us around the place will figure it out when we don’t show up.”
“Kara, I’m halfway through arming the new security systems at the Tower, this was only meant to be a quick errand, not an all-day event, I’ve got to finish up the system.” Lena pulls her eyebrows together and rakes her fingers through her loose hair, stressed and a little panicky at the feeling of being so trapped, especially for an undetermined amount of time.
There’s nothing Kara can do except stand there awkwardly and try to come up with a solution that could work but there’s really not much she can do. She wants to make Lena feel better but it’s obvious that the only way she can do that is by getting them out of the situation but she can’t do that since their phones aren’t getting a signal and they haven’t had a response since they pressed the alert button, something they have done around half a dozen times at this point.
Kara leans her head back against the wall and as her eyes fall on the ceiling tiles of the elevator, she formulates a plan. With her x-ray vision, she can see that if they climb out of the top, they can ‘climb’ the beams and she can open the doors onto the level above them. Of course, she’ll actually fly them up there but if anyone questions, they can just say they managed to climb it.
“Hey, I’ve got an idea.” Kara grins and double checks there’s no camera, which there isn’t, thankfully. Then she floats up enough to shift a tile out of the way and make sure their path is clear, which it is.
Keeping the tile to one side, she floats back down and holds her arms out for Lena to step into. “Come on, let’s get you out of here.”
Lena is certainly not about to argue and presses herself into Kara, her arms coming out to wrap around Kara’s neck while Kara’s wrap around her waist before she’s being lifted into the air.
“Are you ok?” Kara asks as they gradually make their way up the elevator shaft.
“I’m good, just please keep going,” Lena replies, her grip on Kara strong enough that if she were to use that much force on a human, they would wake up with bruises the next day.
“Almost there.” Kara hovers beside the doors for a moment before realizing there was a flaw in her plan. She looks around and sees a thin ledge and flies towards it. “I’m going to need you to be super brave for me for a moment, Lena.”
Lena’s eyes are screwed shut so she has no idea what’s happening but she doesn’t like the tone Kara is using. “Why?”
“I need to put you down for a minute on a ledge so I can open the doors. Just keep your eyes shut and lean back into the wall. I’ll be right here if you fall but that won’t happen if you just press back away from the edge.”
Lena is not happy with the words coming out of Kara’s mouth and is not on board with that plan. She opens her eyes to assess what ledge Kara is talking about and she only sets her sights on it for a millisecond before she’s shaking her head dramatically. “Absolutely not.”
“I can’t hold you and get the doors open at the same time. The only other way is for me to let go of you and you hold yourself up on me.”
“Kara, I’m scared, I can’t do it. You know I don’t like heights.” Lena's lips tremble along with every bone in her body, fear coursing through her.
Kara squeezes her tighter for a moment before moving to the ledge, setting Lena’s feet down and holding her so she doesn’t fall. “Just get a feel for it. I’d put you back in the elevator until the doors are open if I could but I can’t risk someone looking down and seeing me flying you back up. Just get a feel for it and close your eyes, push back into the wall.”
Lena does as she’s told, her eyes drifting closed and her weight settling back. There’s just enough space that her feet are completely planted but that doesn’t make her feel much better.
“I’m only a couple of meters away, just stay how you are, you’re doing so good,” Kara reassures her, backing away from her slowly and then rushing to open the door, getting it open after using her x-ray vision once again, this time to check the coast is clear and she isn’t about to open the doors and show herself flying in front of a whole bunch of people.
Since it is clear, she gets the doors open with pretty much no effort and then uses a burst of her super-speed to grab Lena and move her out into the hallway. Lena gasps into her ear with the movement, not registering what is happening for a moment, causing a massive rush of adrenaline because she thought, for a moment, that she was falling to her death.
Safe from their predicament, they end up in a hug, one that grounds the pair of them. For Lena, it provides a safety net, a warmth that proves she’s out of the situation, and for Kara, it’s a finish line. Proof she solved the problem and an end to a few nerve-wracking minutes where she thought she might have accidentally outed her identity.
“That was not fun. Shall we get out of here?”
Lena answers quickly. “Yes, and next time, I’ll make the plans for viewings.”
“I’m not going to fight you on that.” Kara smiles. “Let’s get back to the Tower so you can keep working on that security system.”
“Are you going to stick around for a little while or do you have to get back to the office?” Lena asks, locating the stairwell and beginning her descent.
Kara checks her watch, following close behind her. “Um, I have a little while but I’ll have to go in a bit, I’ve got to go and meet with a guy for an article so I only have just over an hour.”
They have never been so glad as to be out of a building as that one and Lena takes one last look at it before Kara flies them back to remind herself to never go anywhere near it again if she can help it.
She’s not a fan of flying but she had to admit defeat and simply gets Kara to agree to fly slowly because she couldn’t borrow Alex’s car since she’s having a day out with Kelly and Esme. It’s actually not too bad though, not when she closes her eyes and just relaxes into Kara’s strong body as she’s held bridal style.
They land on the balcony of the Tower and Kara’s not surprised when Lena makes her way down the stairs on shaky legs before heading right for the kitchen with only a mumble of, “I need a cup of coffee the size of my head and I need it stronger than any alcohol I’ve ever had before. In fact, maybe I’ll make it an Irish coffee.”
Kara has to keep an eye on her to make sure she’s not about to do any day drinking, at least not when she’s doing security things. It’s better to be safe than sorry.
By the time Lena is sitting back at her desk with her laptop open in front of her, she’s a lot more relaxed and she’s feeling much better, or her legs have stopped shaking at least.
Kara sets herself up at the end of her desk and gets her laptop out too, content to do some research for her article while Lena does her work, happy to be in the same space as her, especially since it’s a space they aren’t trapped in and it’s an actual room instead of an elevator, something that Lena would like to avoid where possible from now on. Lena’s going to have to learn where the stairs are in the Tower just to avoid the elevator but then again, she’s never seen any so she might just have to get J’onn to do a little bit of home improvement.
They work like that for a little while, simply just sitting in silence with the tap tap tapping of their fingers on their keyboards as they type filling the air. They both jump when a resounding knock breaks their concentration.
They turn to the door to find Nia standing there awkwardly, waving at them jauntily despite the awkward stance though.
“Hey, Nia. How are you?” Lena greets her. “How have you been?”
“Better.” Nia smiles, grabbing a chair and taking a seat, “I’ve been sleeping a lot better but I’m still having lucid dreams so that’s the main reason for that. I think that whatever is coming, is coming soon.”
“Winter?” Kara adds, completely unhelpfully.
Nia sighs and facepalms. “I don’t think this is Game of Thrones.”
“Bad joke, I see that now.” Kara’s cheeks redden in a blush that takes no time to cover her skin, “I’d take it back if I could.”
“As you should.” Lena winces, replaying the joke in her head and immediately wishing she didn’t. “So, Nia, have you noticed anything out that might make you think that it’s going to be soon before shit goes down?”
Nia nods, the movement hesitant, scared she’s going to freak them out. “I have.”
Lena’s eyes widen a fraction but that’s the only giveaway that she’s heard the sentence at all.
“A large portion of the aliens in the city have been on edge, at least they are on edge enough that they have been staying as far away from the social scene as they can. Al’s bar has been practically deserted this past week.”
“Al’s bar?” Lena questions.
“It’s an alien bar. We go there sometimes; you should actually come the next time we go but you keep turning us down when we ask if you want to come for drinks after work.”
Lena freezes at being called out for her aversion to going out with the team after work. She’s going to have to go with them sometime to prove them wrong now. “Right, yes. That makes sense.”
“I haven’t been able to find out what they all know that has made them do that but I’m working on it, it could really give us some good insight.”
“That sounds good, keep up the good work, Nia.” Kara smiles at her. “Actually, how about we head over to Al’s tonight? I can meet you there at six if you want to grab some fries and a couple of beers.”
Nia’s face lights up but there’s a devilish glint in her eyes that makes both Kara and Lena nervous. Only one of them needs to be nervous though. “Lena, I think this is your opportunity to broaden your horizons. I think your brainpower would be really useful out there today so you’ll have to come with us.”
Lena looks to Kara for help. She’s open to going someday, just not today. She faces a betrayal like no other as Kara’s eyes light up so bright she might as well be staring into a pair of disco balls with a flashlight beaming at them. “I think that’s a great idea, Nia.”
“Lena and I will meet you there at six then,” Nia confirms, cutting Lena off before she can even speak, the words rushing out because she saw Lena open her mouth to argue.
Upon realizing that she has no way to argue with them and becoming resigned to the fact she just sinks back into her chair, mentally preparing herself for the evening she’s going to have. “Whatever, it can’t be as bad as the day I’ve had so far.”
“What?” Nia tilts her head, confused.
Kara pulls a face, one of guilt and disdain for the events that transpired. “We went to view an apartment today.”
Nia looks mildly intrigued but doesn’t say anything, just waits for Kara to elaborate.
“We didn’t see the apartment but we did see the elevator because we got trapped in it and I had to fly us out of the top of it and onto the floor above.”
“I don’t know if I want to go out for drinks with the pair of you if you’re bringing bad luck with you.” Nia stretches and her back cracks with a pop that makes Kara’s lips pull down in disgust. Her body doesn’t often crack because of her physiology but the sound of it in other people makes her shudder in repulsion.
“I’m ok with not going.” Lena takes the opportunity.
“Don’t even bother fighting, Lena. It’s happening.” Nia shakes her head softly and there’s amusement on her face that makes Lena dread the evening even more. Today can’t get any worse.
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Ghost a helpline part 10
Uncle Tucker part 2: conversations are had and the Masters family finally move to Gotham.
Diana could practically see her comrades sputtering at the Captains words. She felt conflicted, “I understand Marvel you are also my brother in arms. The trust I have in all of you because of that is very important to me. We are not writing her off as a threat nor are we going to go after her.” At this she threw a pointed look at Bruce, “We just want some information on her that’s all. We don’t know anything about her and are justified in being cautious. “
“From my understanding you all decided it was a good idea to contact her not the other way around. And now the Batman is going to do what he does best and come up with contingencies because he feels insecure.”
Diana put her hand on Clark’s tense shoulder.
“Captain that is not-“
“The same way you’ve been trying to find my weaknesses for years. So if you’re that desperate to find one then here. She is my weakness and if anything happens to her I don’t know what will happen. Do you understand me?”
“Marvel! We are not-“
“Understood.” Batman grunted, “I still have questions.”
“So do I.”
Diana looked between them and shared a look with Clark, hopeful Batman would know what not to ask…. Clark opened his mouth first, “You two were in a war?”
A grin, “What did you think I just made up the Captain part of my name for kicks?” a humorless laugh left him.
“Right that makes sense, you’ve been around along time but isn’t she too young.”
“In a way, Konstelacio is considered a ‘forever child’ uhh she’s pretty much stuck that age.”
“So she just has the body of a teen but is actually an adult.”
“No she is a kid, and always will be. She’s just sorta stuck. She may have lived a long life but she’s still a child.”
Diana pondered over it. It’s wasn’t anything she didn’t expect. She was even use to it, on Paradise Island children were taught to fight, to kill when necessary. War was something Diana knew. But it felt wrong.
“A demon child with resources, connections and reality altering powers.”
“She’s a child who loves her family, collects trinkets and helps people.”
“But who exactly is she helping. What is stopping her from being summoned by Lex Luthor or Felix Faust or any number of villains.”
“She can decide who to help and who not to help you know. They can’t force her. Trust me they’d be sorry if they tried.”
“You just said she’s a child, anything could happen. They wouldn’t have to force her when they could manipulate her.”
Diana smiled leave it to Bruce to care about a child he barely meet, even when he was scared of them.
“Also we can’t just allow a potential danger to run around buying souls.”
Diana took it back, Bruce was making a mess.
—- —- —-
Konstelacio followed the guard to the sitting room, Uncle Tuckers kingdom always felt comfortable to her. It was warm, sun filled and quite frankly Konstelacio had a lot of leeway here. A type of get out of jail free card that made her feel safe, but also nervous. She would not embarrass her family again, not here.
She bowed to her uncle as he entered the room, “I greet Pharaoh Tuck, Prince Consort to High King Phant-“
“That is enough my constellation, Princess Violet how many times must I ask that you call me Uncle?”
“I only mean to show my respect.”
“None needed come here. Tell me what I can do.”
“What I didn’t !” Had he heard from Dan already?
“Come on Violet I know you and I know that if you came here for help it must be something big.” Her Uncles smiles always looked genuine, she loved them.
“It’s a long story.”
“Eat some snacks and tell me everything.”
—- —- —-
Well that had been a mess Clark thought after both the dark knight and Captain had stormed out. Clark still wasn’t sure were he stood on the matter, he didn’t want to make the same mistakes he made with Connor. But just like with Connor none of them had enough information. It was time to call another meeting, ugh and invite Constantine to it.
Clark stopped walking, wait wasn’t there a demon on the Titans?
—- —- —-
Vlad’s eldest, Dandy Masters, parked the car outside the Gotham estate. Their new home was located far enough away that their neighbors wouldn’t be able to hear them scream, the manor was gothically decrepit, and the outside plants looked dead. It’s perfect thought Vlad, just perfect.
—- —- —-
Tucker nearly spat his coffee, “YOU MEET BATMAN.”
- The guards outside the door twitched, their pharaoh never yelled. He sounded shocked and was quickly shhhuhed by the princess. Hopefully this Batman would not be causing ether of them stress in future. The bird like guard pursed his beak, whoever this bat was did bode well. He would have to tell the others to keep their swords sharp.
“You SWINDLED Batman out of his gadgets!!”
- Yes the guards were probably due for some more training, just in case.
“Guards please get ready to escort the Princess to Pandoras realm.”
- All the guards, the bird adjacent ghost thought to himself. He had a felling something was coming.
“A WHAT?!”
- Something bad.
—- —- —-
Tucker moved his newly allotted gadgets into piles looks like he had a belt to work on. He picked up the handkerchief. “Violet what did you want this for?”
“I… had a suspicion I needed to prove.”
“And did you?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m guessing the tracking device wasn’t a part of your plan?”
“A WHAT!”
The man held his nieces hands, “Konstelacio please tell me what else is going on. I’ve already promised not to tell anybody.”
Violet wanted to believe him but she knew he’d tell on her to keep her safe. He wouldn’t understand, the Al Ghuls were dangerous she need to keep THEM safe! No matter what.
“Not yet, not until I figure everything else out for sure.”
“Alright but when you do please please come and talk to me okay.”
“Okay.”
“Alrighty then off to Pandoras then okay, be nice to the guards and tell her and Ghost Writer I said hi okay. And be careful delivering that antidote to the league. Minimal contact is the - oh you’re hugging me.”
Konstelacio smiled into her uncles shoulder, she would tell him everything someday.
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