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It’s been a while, but this just popped into my head about our two favorites ladies and so I thought I’d share. Hope you like it!

It’s been years since you became mine. Mornings spent in each others arms, looking into green calico eyes after hurried sex, or with our children nestled between taking up more space than tiny human bodies should.

You are still beautiful, still captivating, my breath held in my throat when you walk into a room, a sleek professional, a lazy Sunday morning homebody, or covered in flour smiling.

You are my pillar, the structure I lean on when the cape becomes too much. Knowing that you are waiting for me after a patrol, book open, clunky glasses on. Sometimes surrounded by our sleeping kids or alone, silk lingerie, ready to ravish me when I return.

So happy is our life, filled with challenges and changes. Moments that are loud filled with joy and laughter. Or quiet meditative calm, the world seeming to stop as our family makes memories to fill many lifetimes.

I look forward to many more years. Many more memories uploaded and downloaded into our lives. New adventures, new experiences, new everything.

Where I am yours and you are mine…

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Making lemonade….

“Lee, check out all these lemons I got for saving a lemon farmer!” Kara said holding up a large bushel of lemons.

“Where’s the tequila!”

“I’ll get the tequila.”

“How about a lemon tart instead?”

“We can do both, I’ll enjoys some hard lemonade, while you bake the tart. It’s a win win”

“Hard day?”

“Yes!” Lena pouts.

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Random thoughts Fandom related or otherwise.

Lena Luthor a touch starved honey bun with a crush on a certain blonde super.

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I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.

Heather Davis

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This is my life.

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15 Questions, 15(?) Mutuals

Thank you @theredcapeofk  for tagging me

1. Are you named after anyone?

No. 

2. When was the last time you cried?

Yesterday, that scene where Stoic gets killed by Toothless gets me every time.

3. Do you have kids?

No thank you.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I've been told I can be dry at times.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Mouths

6. What color are your eyes?

Dark Brown

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

I'll take a happy ending anytime. Life can be scary enough, and I don't need to pay for it.

8. Any special talents?

I can make most grumpy people laugh.

9. Where were you born?  

Hawaii

10. What are your hobbies?

Reading fan fics and non-fiction, bothering @dkgwrites, producing and hosting a podcast, and hanging with friends

11. Do you have any pets?  

Yes. And they are all adorable assholes.

12. What sports do you play/have you played?  

Tennis.

13. How tall are you?

Not tall enough

14. Favorite subject in school?

I feel obligated to say English

15. Dream job?  

Honestly, I love working on the podcast and talking with people. Learning from them and expanding my world view through their experiences and creative processes. I hope it makes me a better and more thoughtful person. Doing it alone isn't easy, and it would be great to find someone who wants to make it with me and shares my vision for it. Or a Dear Abby columnist: SOS Aya!

Now, to tag a few mutuals (decidedly not 15)…feel free to play whether or not you’re tagged :D

@dkgwrites, @emiliarowan, @incubus-chaos, @nekkosayuri-chan and @mysteriousinvalue

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Hobbies let you be a kid again and let’s your mind relax. You don’t have to be good, you just have to enjoy it. It’s always time well spent.

another important thing to remember is 1) u can pick up any hobby at any point in ur life and get outstandingly good at it & 2) the project u've been working on & aren't pleased w the current outcome so far will not be your last. u will draw/crochet/paint/sculpt/write another piece, and another, and you will have many chances to be fully content w your craft. so you should cherish the joy of making art instead of worrying ab the results & think ab how lovely it is that we're all vessels for artistry and we can share the divine act of creation!!!!!

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Getting Ready

“How are you feeling?” Alex asked, coming up to hug Kara as her sister looked in the mirror.

“Overwhelmed by emotion,” Kara answered truthfully.

“Any second thoughts?”

“No, that one I’m very sure about.”

“Okay,” Alex said distractedly as she guide Kara to turn to face her, giving her baby sister the once over. “You look handsome, but a bow tie?”

“Lost a bet,” Kara waved off. “But I think I pull it off.” Kara posed her body language seeking approval from someone who means the world to her.

“Definitely,” Alex eyed her playfully. “Maybe a little green.”

“No, I’m sure, but emotional. Lena loves me and I her and we are about to make it official.”

Alex nods, one quick definitive nod.

“Let’s go than.”

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Things I Wish I Knew Earlier In Fandom

But maybe these will help somebody now.

Most of your fandom experience is shaped by who you follow. Find a good group of people and stick with them.

Support your favs and a lot of them will become your friends, or at least be friendly back to you.

Just unfollow people who bring unwanted content or negativity onto your dash.

Block people who cause you stress. It’s not worth your time to focus on parts of fandom that don’t make you happy.

Blacklisting words/tags is a tool you are allowed to use as much as you need to.

Don’t feel like you have to pretend to like things that make you uncomfortable in order to fit in. Set healthy boundaries for yourself.

Never tag your hate. Never send hate anons to someone.

Content creators love getting comments, seeing people gush in the tags on reblogs, and getting fans in their inbox. It’s the best way to motivate them to keep making awesome stuff.

If there’s certain content you want to see but it doesn’t exist yet, then make it. Draw the thing, write that fic. If you can’t, then comission an artist or writer, or send someone a prompt if they’re open to it. If you can’t do that either, then write meta or headcanons about it. Put it into the world.

Create what you love. Do it for yourself first and foremost, and if even one other person likes it too, then that’s a bonus.

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Getting back into the groove of being Aya.

I am sitting here trying organize the words that are a jumble in my head. Trying to write out the emotions of what I've been feeling and dealing with. It's coming up on the 1 year anniversary of my father's passing. The day I became a parent-less adult. Not an orphan, as I have been called, or heard others in my situation be called. This label doesn't sit right with me. I haven't been abandoned and their passing wasn't a surprise. I'm not a child, unable to marshal my own resources. I'm an adult who needed help and support. Who needed a shoulder to cry on. And people who gave me grace when my was graceless. As I look at the possible breath of life before me, I don't feel abandoned, just that their lives, in the inevitable way it does, moved on in a different direction. I know that at some point I will see them again, and from time to time in my dreams I still do. When that time comes, maybe, they would have been given the resources to heal the traumas that still burdened them when they passed. Maybe I am just projecting. I won't know until I see them again. I look forward to it, but am also in no rush. Instead, I am doing my best to learn from what I saw, and to heal the trauma I hold and it's taken my body months to finally come down from the state of high alert I operated in. I want to get back to producing my podcast and look forward to all the amazing people I'll get to meet. And I want to go out and find a job that matters and I can grow in and meet more new people. Maybe, even someone to share this new chapter of my life with. I don't know, but I look forward to it, and it has taken me almost a year to feel this way again, to truly feel it, in my bones, and not just as a reminder to keep moving forward and taking life one day at a time.

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Great, no excuse :-/

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For you Lena…

We built a home, made of love and plush crazy colored chairs. And you became my safe place, arms that held the scared side of me in a room built for crumbling.

The green of your eyes became my favorite color. So bright they sparkled. And when they looked at me in that special way, the world tilted.

I look at you and see a long and happy future, that leaves my current heart near bursting.

Then the day when our firstborn came into the world, super strong and our bright home tinted red, still filled to the brim with love and laughter and now the soft coos of pink heart shaped lips.

And we felt out of our depth as we watched her grow and live a tiny being built for reckless exploring and a little brother who came next much softer and sweet who loved his mamas with starfish hands that loved to hold on to my blonde hair day “pretty yellow jeju”. Until the third a small human helicon with chaos crackling like fire in her blue eyes.

We built this home you and I. We built a home.

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Big boy pants…

“Kier has grown again,” Kara informs Lena as she held their son in a button up shirt just a bit to small causing peek-a-boo holes down his torso.

“That’s the third time in two months,” Lena said, trying to hide her laughter. “Luna wasn’t this bad.”

“Kryptonian boys are different,” Kara shrugs. “They grow quickly, while the girls grow at a more steady pace.”

“Did you know this would happen?” Lena’s brow arches dangerously.

“Ugh, I knew, umm, it was a possibility, but our children are also half human, so…”

“Will he keep growing?”

“No, at about 10, he’ll be his adult size.”

“You do realize this means he will have to be home schooled until he’s 16 or people will wonder why we have a giant for a son.”

“Well we could just tell everyone I’m Supergirl.”

Lena just scowled and took her son. “Let go and get you some big boy pants. You stay home. You’re on time out.”

“I’m on what?”

“You heard me, telling the world our secret,” Lena muttered in disbelief. “Kier your Jeju is crazy.”

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Minor disagreements

“She seems mad,” Alex stated as she watch Kara’s youngest, Astra, babble to her rhino hop hop.

Kara paused what she was doing to join her sister. Her daughter was looking intently at the toy in her hands which moved seemingly involuntarily in a bap bap motion. Or as thought she wanted to rip it apart the plush toy enduring the pulling of it’s small legs.

“Maybe she doesn’t like the rhino?” Alex offered, and promptly stepped in to remove it from her niece’s hands.

“Wwwaaahhh!”

“Give it back!” Kara yelled, while Astra wailed her disappointment, demanding her toy back.

Alex scrambled to placed the rhino back into Astra’s hands.

“Maybe it’s only a minor disagreement,” Kara said, after they had calmed their racing hearts and Astra resumed her prior activity.

“Who knows.” Alex shivered, “just don’t take the rhino away.”

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