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jedifighterpilot2727 · 1 year ago

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I think . . . I'm officially back! This little story is turning out a little longer than expected! but I really wanted to do this sort of reverse "It's a Wonderful Life" concept justice! I hope y'all enjoy! Comments literally send me over the moon! If I was one of those goofy TikTok npcs then I would dance every time I got one! I love hearing from y'all, so let me know if you like it, hate it, whatever!

Every Time a Bomb Explodes, A Super Gets Their Cape - Part 2

As discreetly as possible, Lexi shifts her eyes from the tablet in front of her to study the woman across from her.

Her mother was fidgeting in her seat, the fingers of her right hand twirling the wedding bracelet on her left. It almost seemed like an absent minded gesture, but to Lexi the simple act said so much more. Especially with the deep crinkle seated between her eyebrows.

Kara has been acting weird ever since her fight the night before with an unidentified alien; and her behavior had definitely escalated this morning. From her odd behavior in the kitchen, to her extra long hug before they left, and now her distractedness in the limo.

Rolling her neck to rid the kinks, Lexi tried to refocus on the work in front of her. She only has another week to finish the findings report for her latest experiment, and she's trying to concentrate, but she just can't shake the feeling that something is . . . off.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watches as Kara's studies the inside of the car; eyes peering out over the rim of her glasses in a way that Lexi knows means she''s using her x-ray vision. Kara may be think she's being sneaky, but you don't grow up around a super hero without learning their tells.

Lexi swipes over to the message app on her tablet and pulls up the text chain with Lena and Aunt Alex.

"Something weird is going on with mom."

No sooner has she hit 'send' then her phone goes off, lighting up and buzzing in the seat beside her with the notification of an incoming call.

Ignoring Kara's curious look, she silences the phone before turning back to her tablet.

"Don't call me! She's right here!" she types angrily in the text box to her mother as she tries to avoid looking in Kara's direction.

"Who was that?" Kara was trying to sound nonchalant but Lexi could hear the strain in her voice.

"Telemarketer." Lexi shrugged, never taking her attention from her tablet screen.

Even without looking up, she could tell you exactly the look that was on Kara's face - the patented 'super mom' stare - the same one that if Lexi didn't know better would make her believe her mother had mind reading powers.

The message icon flashes with a new text.

"Red Kryptonite?"

With two words, Alex has managed to give voice to all of their fears.

Lexi pretends to stare pensively out the window at the passing buildings; but in reality she uses the opportunity to scrutinize her mother out of the corner of her eye.

She's spent hours poring over Supergirl footage, knows all of the telltale signs of a red kryptonite exposure from the handful of incidents before.

There are no characteristic glowing red veins, and no sadistic glint in her eyes. In fact, she seems almost exactly like the person Lexi grew up with - except she seems . . . lost.

Lost and sad.

The bone deep sort of sadness that Lexi had only seen about her when she talks about losing Krypton.

No. she finally texts back.

It's not red kryptonite.

That much she's sure of.

But it is something. she adds after a moment.

Alex's response is swift.

Do I need to bring tactical support?

If there's one thing that Aunt Alex had drilled into Lexi's head over the years, it was to trust her gut.

It's a feeling, kiddo. You can't explain it, hell; half the time you don't even understand it. You just know.

And Lexi knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that her mom isn't dangerous . . . she's just . . . well . . .

With a start, she realizes that Kara has shifted to meet her gaze and their eyes are locked across the backseat of the limo.

"You alright, Little One?"

It's the same calming voice; the same term of endearment that Lexi's been hearing since she was three years old and first learning to trust people. No matter what's going on, she has to help Kara figure it out, she owes her mom that much.

"Yeah, yeah, just uh . . . nervous. Ma and Taylor have been plotting together all morning, who knows what they've come up with."

Kara's laugh doesn't quite reach her eyes.

"I'm sure it'll a surprise for both of us."

Hopefully a good surprise. Lexi can't help but hope as she types out a response to Alex before closing her laptop.

No tactical support needed.

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Kara can't help but feel slightly out of place as the town car makes its way across the city. Sure, she's been in Lena's car service before, but never without Lena; and certainly not sitting across from her . . . kid. It sounds weird saying it even in her head, but it also somehow feels perfectly normal. Like a part of her looks at Lexi and feels, well, motherly. Vague memories taunt the edges of her consciousness like a dream that she can't remember.

Other feelings are there too as she listens to Lexi rattle on somewhat nervously about the space travel experiment she's working on -

Love, is the most obvious by far.

There's a warm blossoming of undying and unconditional affection that Kara can feel deep in her bones in a way that she's never felt about anything before.

Sure, she loves lots of things - potstickers, lasagna, puppies, Alex, Eliza, the memory of her parents, heck even Lena, (in more ways than she's ever even admitted to herself before today). But this, this is something entirely different. She's never felt so much love and pride and worry - god, are mothers always this worried? - directed towards a singular human being before.

She's barely known Lexi for a few hours, but she already knows that she would die for her. Perhaps more worrisome is that she would kill for her too, without a second thought.

Kara doesn't kill.

Or at least, she tries not to.

But if Lexi was in danger, she knows what her choice would be without hesitation.

It almost makes her understand what her own mother must have felt when she put Kara on the space ship bound for Earth. She'd spent years wondering how her Alura could have so easily sacrificed herself and battling with a mountain of survivor's guilt.

But now, looking at Lexi, she understands - at least in some way - the feeling behind her mother's actions.

It's not long before the car comes to a stop in the middle of National City's shopping district, and Kara watches as Lexi packs up her laptop into her shoulder bag.

She feels a rush of nerves as the younger woman slides out of the car calling a "Thank you!" to the driver as she steps onto the sidewalk.

This is it.

Sure, she's seen pictures of her and Lena together in this universe. She's spent some time around Lexi - their literal kid - the 'product of their union' - so to speak.

But this.

This is big.

This is seeing Lena with her own two eyes.

A Lena that doesn't hate her.

A Lena that knows her secrets - ALL of her secrets.

A Lena who she presumably hugs and kisses and - oh Rao, she feels her neck start to sweat under her collar - because they've definitely done things, if the drawer in the closet that she tried not to pay attention to is any indication, they've done a lot of things.

She doesn't know how to be that person with Lena.

She's only ever imagined that kind of relationship with Lena in her deepest, darkest fantasies. And now, now she's going to have to go out there and try to act normal when she knows that Lena's seen her naked before.

Of course, she's presumably seen this universe's Lena naked before too, but she doesn't remember seeing Lena naked, and that definitely puts them on an uneven playing field.

Oh Rao, why did she ever start thinking about Lena naked?!

Now it's the only thing she can think of, and wow her face is really hot -

"Hey! Mom!" Lexi's face appears as she bends down to look in the car. "You coming?"

"Yeah. Yeah. Yes. Yep." It's then Kara accidentally meets the driver's gaze in the rearview mirror and of course he's looking at her like she might have possibly just grown a second head. So she smiles what is probably the most awkward smile in the history of awkward smiles, and steps out onto the sidewalk.

"Come on," Lexi begins leading her in the direction of the crosswalk. "Ma said they'd meet us on the corner of Chesnut and 4th."

It takes a moment for the light to turn red and the walk sign to flash, but by the time it does, Kara thinks she's gotten herself under control. She's even almost paying attention to the wedding drama that Lexi is going over.

That is, until she looks up and sees Lena and Taylor waiting on them across the street.

Lena isn't looking at her, instead she's looking in a store window, laughing at something Taylor is pointing at.

Kara can't help but stare, because oh, she looks beautiful.

Sure, Kara's had that thought before, but this is something else entirely. She's not sure if it's the strands of gray mixed with Lena's dark bun; or the laugh lines framing her casual expression; or the matching ring and bracelet on her left hand that sparkle when they catch the light just right. Whatever it is, hits Kara like freight train, and just as if the yellow sun turned to red, she feels weighted to the spot.

"Oh my geehad!" Lexi is stopped a few paces ahead of her in the crosswalk, exasperated look on her face. "Quit staring at your wife and come on."

Kara blushes furiously, ashamed to be caught so blatantly staring, and allows Lexi to pull her forward.

"Geez! When will you two ever stop? I swear, it's like you're two little lovebirds that can't stop staring at each other. You've been married for almost thirty years; get a grip, Mom." Lexi's voice is teasing but it does nothing to calm Kara's nerves.

"Sorry, she's just so -"

"Beautiful." Lexi finishes with a roll of her eyes. "Or stunning, gorgeous, ravishing; whatever synonym you pull out of the thesaurus today."

If Kara thought she was blushing before, it's a thousand times worse now, because she knows that they're close enough for Lena to over hear them; and even though Kara isn't the one to say the compliments out loud, she was certainly thinking them.

"Don't worry, chickadee, with any luck, you'll be an old married woman someday and you'll be so disgustingly infatuated with Taylor that you'll gross your kids out too." Lena teases as Lexi leans in to kiss her cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, but it won't be gross when I do it. " Lexi protests. "Right, Tay?"

Taylor laughs, pulling Lexi in for a kiss.

"I think it's adorable."

Kara can't help but smile at the two of them, because their so obviously in love; and young love is something magical for sure. Then she looks back at Lena, and her heart stutters in her chest just a little bit, and her stomach flip flops, and maybe it isn't just young love that's magical. Because now, she's face to face with green eyes that certainly feel like magic to her.

"Don't let her tease you, darling. I love your synonyms." Lena smirks."

"Ah heh." It's then that Kara's brain decides to notice that Lena's lipstick is the same maroon shade as her coat. She knows she's staring, but she can't stop her eyes from tracing the path from Lena's eyes to her mouth and back again. And then Lena's face is inching closer and closer, and before Kara can put together what's happening; Lena's lips are on hers.

Because of course they're kissing, because that's something that they do, obviously.

And of course Lena's mouth feels like heaven, and Kara wants to lose herself in the hypnotic movement of her lips and the gentle tracing of her tongue and -

Just like that, Lena's pulling away.

Because this kiss may be something monumental to Kara; but to Lena it's just a regular kiss - something they do every day, several times a day at that.

Kara can't help herself from chasing Lena's lips with her own.

Can't help reaching a hand up to frame Lena's jaw and pull her closer.

Can't help her tongue from following Lena's back to the other woman's mouth.

Can't help her other hand from settling on Lena's waist and fisting around the leather of her belt.

Because it feels like the first time.

It feels like something she's waited years for.

But it also feels like something she's done a thousand times before and will do a thousand times again - as long as Lena will let her.

Their breath mixes together in a heady sort of haze, and the kiss deepens into something that's almost to much for a street corner.

When Lena pulls back, Kara lets her; but she keeps her hand on Lena's cheek, thumb reaching to swipe at lipstick that's smeared under Lena's bottom lip.

"Ahem." Lexi clears her throat pointedly, and Taylor snickers; but Kara's too love drunk on the sparkle in Lena's eyes to care.

Her stomach, unfortunately, pays no attention to the mood or the desire pooling in her belly and lets out a loud grumble.

The sudden noise may ruin the kiss, but it makes Lena giggle, and Kara can't help but think that that's almost just as good.

"Come on," Lena pulls away, taking Kara's hand in her own as she turns. "Let's stop embarrassing our daughter and get you some food."

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chaotic-super · 2 years ago

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Joining The Superfriends - 20

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Lena’s still glowing from her date with Kara by the time she walks into The Tower. A lot of that is to do with the fact that she never went home last night, instead ending up in Kara’s bed, the little spoon to a cuddly Kryptonian.

Kara has flown them both, Lena clinging to her the entire time, her eyes firmly closed and her grip on Kara’s caped shoulders tight.

Flying isn’t as scary when she’s being held close to Kara’s chest and her body is comforted by the feeling and the smell of the clothes she’s borrowed from Kara, some sweatpants, a t-shirt and a hoodie that is softer than any article of clothing Lena has ever worn before.

“Oh hello, lovebirds.” Alex greets them as they descend the stairs from the balcony. “I see you guys have had a good night, especially Lena if the particularly…careful way she’s coming down those stairs means anything.”

Lena feels her face flush, and she presses her lips together to stop her from saying anything that might further incriminate them.

“Alex, can you maybe not?” Kara rolls her eyes at her sister but doesn’t otherwise react, staying at Lena’s side as they wander further through the room, both aiming for the couch and dropping themselves down onto it when they’re within reach.

“I could but my little sister is finally settling down and that marks the end of the sister nights where I have to listen to you mope and complain about being alone for the rest of your life.” Alex turns in her chair so she can still face them. “I’m happy for you.”

Kara facepalms, partially from the embarrassment of having her secret sister moping sessions exposed to Lena and partially because Alex is being awfully presumptuous about her relationship with Lena.

“We’ve been on one date, Alex. Why are you talking like I’m about to get married?”

Alex tilts her head, her eyebrow poised knowingly. “Have you already agreed on a second date?” Kara nods. “Then my point still stands.”

Lena watches the sisters bicker, content to just listen and file away any new information on Kara she can, something she’s been doing since they met and something she’ll probably always do now. It’s intriguing how fast she’s become hooked on Kara, any little titbits of information she can get her hands on is like gold dust to her and she eats it up, starving for more and planning ways she can use the information to woo Kara the first chance she gets.

In the midst of her pining over how cute she thinks Kara is and being baffled over how such a beautiful, kind creature could ever be worried about ending up alone because she shouldn’t be having even a hint of trouble finding someone to spend her life with, Lena looks up to see both Kara and Alex staring at her.

“What?”

Alex snickers. “I was just asking how the date went, that good huh?”

“It was amazing but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about all the ways your sister ravished me last night, do you, Alex?” Lena’s not about to let Alex win and she doesn’t appreciate being teased. Alex should know that about her by now, this isn’t their first rodeo.

As Lena suspected, Alex reacts exactly as she thought she would. Her hands fly up to her ears and her face morphs into an expression of pure disgust. “Ew, Lena! Why would you put that image in my head? That’s so gross, that’s my baby sister, the most she’s allowed to do is hold your hand!”

“She certainly did more than hold my hand last night.” Lena smiles as Alex’s face gets even more scrunched up like she’s trying to hide from the comments Lena’s making. “What’s wrong Lexie? Don’t you like it when you’re the one being made fun of instead of the other way around? Can’t take what you dish out?”

“I hate you.” Alex frowns, more so at being called Lexie than anything. “And if you call me that again, I might have to throw you off the balcony.

Kara’s arm wraps protectively around Lena. “Alex, that’s a horrible thing to say, apologize to Lena this instant, besides, I’ve heard Kelly call you that before and you’ve never said anything, or is that bedroom talk?”

“Ha! Alex gets called Lexie in the bedroom, that’s great.” Lena laughs, “I always knew you must be a pillow princess.”

Alex scrambles to her feet, a single finger pointed outstretched towards Lena. “You take that back! I am not a pillow princess!”

Kara jumps up between the pair of them when Lena stands up too, stepping closer to Alex and mimicking her finger pointing at her. “Woah, woah, woah, how about we all take a deep breath and stop acting like kids in a schoolyard? Sound good?”

Alex and Lena keep walking closer to each other to the point where Kara physically stands between them, a hand on each of the women’s shoulders, pushing them back away from each other.

“Stop!” She yells out and it actually startles her how loud she shouts. “You guys need to stop. I know you’re just messing around but I don’t like watching you fight so please, just stop.”

Lena backs up right away, her eyes suddenly wide and apologetic as she takes in Kara’s downturned lips and the crinkle between her eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Alex doesn’t back up but her head tilts towards the floor, her hands coming down to rest on her hips. “Me too, I took it too far, sorry Kara.”

“I took it too far too, we both crossed a line there.” Lena reaches out to take Kara’s hand. “We’re done, we’re not arguing now.”

“What she said.” Alex nods to Lena, taking Kara’s other hand.

Kara’s shoulders sag. “Somehow I always end up with a headache when the pair of you are in the same room together, you have a very interesting way of showing your love for each other and it’s the kind that is the equivalent of nails running down a chalkboard.”

There’s a brief silence in response to Kara’s words before Alex can’t help herself and says something. “I know that’s not a compliment, but it makes me kind of proud of us anyway.”

Lena fights the smile trying to break free across her face but Kara’s shoulders have only just released the tension they were holding so she instead turns away so she can sit back down on the couch. She then pats the cushion next to her to get Kara to come and sit next to her again, something that takes no convincing.

“Alex, are there any updates on the whole Lex fiasco that we don’t know about?” Kara asks, sinking into Lena’s side.

“Not really, he’s still being held in custody and there’s still a big investigation going on. Your article is doing amazingly well, it’s getting a lot of praise for how well-written it is. There is some bad news though.”

“It’s about me, isn’t it?” Lena guesses, suddenly exhausted and wishing she had stayed in bed with Kara instead, wrapped up and kept nice and snug and safe as Kara’s little spoon.

Alex doesn’t affirm her suspicions outright but the way her eyebrows pull together and her mouth twists to one side like she’s in pain tells her that she’s not happy to have to be the bearer of bad news.

“That bad?” Lena asks. Alex sighs at the question. “That means yes.”

“It’s not good. People think you were involved because there are records of you working for Lex from earlier this year. They are assuming that you still work there and because you’re related they don’t believe that there’s a way you couldn’t be involved. If only they knew about everything you did to stop him.”

Lena can’t find it in herself to even be angry. “I get why they think the way they do, I just hope that it dies down with time and that once the trial is underway they will see what’s actually going on.”

“I’m sure they will and we’ll keep you safe in the meantime, we’ll be with you whenever you need to go into a public space until we’re certain that you won’t be harassed by an idiot.” Kara rests her hand on Lena’s knee. “I’ll like having a grocery shopping buddy though.”

Lena forces herself to smile. She can get through this, she’s already gotten this far so what’s a little more?

Nia strolls into the room, her hands swiping at her deeply bagged eyes and looking absolutely miserable. “Hey guys, can I steal Lena for a little while?”

“Of course.” Kara takes her hand off Lena’s knee, scooting away from her a little and letting her up.

Lena meets Nia across the room and sensing that Nia doesn’t want to talk in front of the others, offers for them to go down to the lab, an offer that is very quickly accepted.

Nia takes up residence in the office chair in front of Lena’s desk, a new instalment since Kara got worried she’ll hurt her back from leaning over to mark out her blueprints on the table she does most of her experiments and building on.

She stares at Antonio, Lena’s succulent that has made himself at home in his new spot. “Lena, it’s getting worse and I’m so tired. I need your help because I feel like I’m falling apart and my head is going to split open at any minute.”

“All right, Nia. How about we start easy, a few questions and then we can go from there?”

Nia nods, wincing as the motion rattles her headache, making her feel worse.

“Ok, so how long have you been struggling to sleep?”

“A few days now.”

“And you aren’t sleeping because of your dreams?”

“I can fall asleep pretty easily but then I have this same reoccurring dream not half an hour later and then I wake up again feeling worse than if I hadn’t slept at all.”

“So the twenty-minute intervals I told you to sleep in haven’t been working either?”

“No, I fall into a deep sleep quickly so I don’t wake up for the alarms.”

“What are the dreams about Nia?”

Where Nia has been answering the questions quickly and effectively, she pauses at this one, unsure of how to explain herself.

“Nia?”

“They’re about you. If I sleep long enough and get further into the dream Kara is there too.” Nia answers, an obvious lack of confidence in her words.

Lena pauses, not expecting that. “I see. What exactly is happening in your dreams that involve me and Kara.”

“It’s hard to explain,” Nia says, avoiding eye contact. “Things happen but I don’t know what it means. You are caught in a spider’s web and you keep twisting and trying to get out but the more you try, the more tangled you get. Instead of a spider, I can see some kind of worm crawling across the web towards you. It’s coming towards you but then the web sets on fire and it stops it from coming closer then Kara comes flying in, picks up the worm and drops it beside you. Suddenly I’m then in a forest and you’re both gone but the trees are all…wrong. There are cactuses mixed in with the pine trees and it’s surprisingly scary. I wake up in a cold sweat after that, that’s as far as I get.”

Lena blinks away her confusion. “Ok. Well, I guess we start by researching what each component of that means. You mentioned before that you have books on your dreams, right?”

“I do but I already looked and most of those things have no explanations.” Nia looks miserable and all Lena wants to do is have a magic fix for her.

“How about we look again together and I try and find things similar to what you saw, we might just be able to figure it out through a little bit of scientific guesstimation.” Lena shrugs slightly, upset that she can’t think of anything better to offer to help her right now. “You can sit and rest your eyes and I can do most of the work, I’ll wake you up after twenty minutes so you don’t dream.”

Nia just looks at her sadly before shaking her head. “I think it’s best that we figure out the dream, maybe if I know what it means then I will stop having it. I don’t want to try and sleep just for you to not be able to wake me up and then have you feel guilty. That already happened with Brainy but I didn’t want to talk to him about it.”

“Why not?” Lena asks, a little bewildered that Nia is being so open with her about it but avoiding telling the others or Brainy. “Why have you come to me instead of him or Kara?”

Nia makes eye contact with her, turning the chair slightly. “I don’t like talking to Brainy about my powers because I’m not great at deciphering them and it hurts that he knows more than me. I know he’s a twelfth level intellect and it comes with the title but it makes me feel…I don’t know.”

“Inferior?”

“Yeah.” Nia’s voice is small. “It’s similar with the others. I know they would help but I don’t like to burden them with my stuff when they have their own powers and responsibilities. You don’t have any expectations of me. I know the others would help and wouldn’t mind helping but it just makes me feel better having you instead. Besides, you’re crazy smart, I’ve seen some of the things you’ve been working on and Brainy praises you all the time so I know you’re a safe bet for fixing this.”

“Well, just for the record, I’m glad you came to me. It means a lot that you’re trusting me to help you, it makes me feel like I’m part of the team.” Lena smiles, trying to reassure Nia the best she can and fully understanding now why she’s the one Nia is looking to for help.

Nia might be tired out of her mind and feeling vulnerable from sharing her feelings and her dream with Lena but she’s not about to let that comment slide. “Do you not feel like you’re part of the team most of the time?”

Lena wasn’t expecting to have the conversation turned on her. “Um, I guess not. I’m still new to all of this.” She gestures around, “I’m not a superhero or anything special, I’m just someone who’s good with computers and good at building things. Being around you guys, it’s probably only natural that I feel a little bit insignificant in comparison.”

Nia’s eyes are red with fatigue but there’s a softness to them that Lena can’t place. “That’s how I feel next to the others sometimes. They’re just so put together that it makes it hard to live up to them.”

“Maybe that’s our problem then, we’re comparing ourselves to them rather than focusing on ourselves.” Lena shrugs. “Anyway, let’s go and get those books and then we can start working on getting you to sleep, we can talk more about our insecurities when you’re not half asleep.”

Nia’s lips pull up into a tight-lipped smile. “Thanks for listening.”

“Always, it sucks when you’re not being heard.”

“The books are with my spare clothes upstairs, I’ll grab them and then come back.”

Lena places her hand on Nia’s shoulder softly, stopping her from standing. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll go and get them. You can keep Antonio company.”

Nia chuckles out a laugh when she realizes that Lena means the succulent on her desk, not taking her for the kind of woman to name her plants. “All right, I’ll be here.”

Lena walks slowly up to go and get the books, a little drained from the conversation she’s just had. The last thing she was expecting with talking to Nia was having a deep heart-to-heart about their mutual imposter syndrome thing they have going on.

The books are exactly where Nia said they would be. She piles them up and starts carrying them back, struggling a little under the weight of the heavy stack. There must be about a dozen books on the pile, maybe a baker’s dozen actually, and they are all quite thick. It’s going to take them a little while to go through them but hopefully, they will be able to fix Nia’s problem so she can get back to her bubbly self soon.

She’s not sure what to do when she gets back to the lab to find Nia fast asleep in her chair, head resting sideways on top of her arm across the desk.

For a moment she thinks about waking her but since she’s only been gone a few minutes, she decides to just wait a little longer, Nia won’t start dreaming for another ten or fifteen minutes so they have some time yet, she’ll attempt to rouse the girl soon, probably once she’s filtered through the books and figured out where to start her research.

Lena lies all of the books out on her tabletop across the room before flicking through each to see what kind of dreams they focus on. There’s a very interesting one about the different animals in dreams that she thinks might be helpful so she’s going to start there, maybe they can at least find out about this strange spider web-making worm.

Once that’s done she goes back over to Nia and starts shaking her shoulder, “Nia. Nia, wake up.” Her voice starts off quiet but she gets progressively louder and her shakes get stronger the longer Nia stays asleep, completely oblivious to her attempts at waking her up. “Nia, come on, it’s time to wake up.”

It becomes very clear that she’s not going to be able to wake her so Lena just prepares herself. Nia will have her dream soon and then wake up just like she described to her, the only thing she can do is be here when she wakes up. She might as well just use this time to start her research.

She moves a spare chair over beside Nia and grabs the book on animals in dreams, taking up guard at the Naltorian’s side.

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popentertainmentconcertreviews · 5 months ago

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Omar Apollo, Kevin Abstract, Ravyn Lenae & Malcolm Todd – Red Rocks Amphitheatre – Morrison, CO – September 26, 2024

The 25th show of the “God Said No” World Tour was nothing short of amazing. Omar Apollo, accompanied by Malcom Todd, Ravyn Lenae, and Kevin Abstract, played the prestigious Red Rocks Amphitheater in Morrison, CO. Having the opportunity to play on the iconic stage is one thing but to make things even more special, every single row was packed with fans.

Malcolm Todd got the crowd not just warmed up for the exciting night ahead but set them on fire. Fans jumped around and sang to the young opener who played a mix of alternative and indie pop songs for the audience.

Following up was Ravyn Lenae, an R&B singer from Chicago, IL. With a beautiful voice and bright smile, she wooed the audience with her music. Lenae moved around the stage in red light, carrying the momentum started by Todd.

Joining the tour for his very first night, Kevin Abstract gave a passionate and energetic performance. Unlike the previous acts, Abstract started his set on a rock off to the side of the venue. Fans whipped their heads around in excitement as he began to sing. After one song up there, he jumped down off the rock and ran to the stage. He played a mix of his own music and Brockhampton favorites. That being said, his time spent in front of the barricade was short lived as he ran off into the audience. He ran through rows as a spotlight followed him. Eventually, he made his way back to the rock he started on to close out his set.

Fans sporting homemade t-shirts and sunglasses eagerly awaited the main act of the night. As the stage lights dimmed, fog filled the stage. Emerging from the smoke was Apollo, dressed in a large fur coat. As he sang, dancers filed onto the stage beside him. He slid his jacket off and soon broke out into dance. Omar Apollo not only knows how to sing but he can truly perform. His set consisted of wonderfully choreographed routines, epic guitar playing, and heavenly vocals. At one moment in the set, he took the time to denounce anyone who told him he would never make it. The Grammy-nominated artist also expressed his thoughts on how he is proud to be who he is. A queer, Mexican American pop singer who is unapologetically himself. This show was one to remember, for Apollo and fans alike.

The God Said No World Tour continues through mid-October across the United States. I highly recommend stopping by a date near you if you can! Omar Apollo is a true star of our generation, and you do not want to miss him.

Lexi Caiola

#Omar Apollo #Kevin Abstract #Ravyn Lenae #Malcolm Todd #2024 #Concert Review #Red Rocks Amphitheatre #Morrison #Lexi Caiola

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 1 year ago

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Gilmore Girls OCs ( L-Z )

( A-C ) ( D-K )

Name: Lena LaCosta

Story: My Way / Piece By Piece

Face claim: Rachel Zegler

Name: Levi Bloom

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Owen Patrick Joyner

Love Interest: probable Matt King & Tommy Gilmore

Name: Lexi Danes

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Lily James

Love Interest: Preston Gilmore

Name: Lia Belleville

Story: Found Tonight

Face claim: Ciara Bravo

Love Interest: possible Jess Mariano

Name: Lili Gilmore

Story: Guts

Face claim: Sophia Bush

Love Interest: Tristan Dugray; endgame TBD

Lili Gilmore was just like her sister. That’s what she’d been told since she was old enough to understand that her mother didn’t mean it as a compliment. No, to Emily Gilmore there were few insults more biting than comparing her two daughters. Rebellious, bored, and too clever for her own good, Lili Gilmore was everything that a Hartford heiress shouldn’t be. Rebellious, bored, clever, and, now, expelled from Chilton. With no other private school willing to take her, and not quite desperate enough to send her to boarding school, Emily and Richard only have one choice for what to do with their younger problem child – exactly what Lorelai did when she was Lili’s age, in fact. Send her to Stars Hollow. Lili isn’t particularly bothered by going to public school, she’d never cared for her academics either way. Aside from less time to spend with her boyfriend, Lili is sure that a small town public school can’t be worse than the suffocating halls of Chilton. Only there’s no escaping the Gilmore name, and in this particular small town, every single person she meets knows her effortlessly charming older sister and picture perfect niece. And every single person is watching to see how she measures up.

Name: Livi Ruiz

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Madison Reyes

Love Interest: Esme Gerard

Name: Lorrie Gilmore-Danes

Story: Hey December

Face claim: Mackenzie Foy

Family is complicated; such is the fate of the Lorelai Gilmores, and Lorrie is no different. She knows that her parents’ relationship has always been complicated — it was complicated before she was born, it was complicated when she was born, and it has been complicated for her entire life. She knows that her mom has never had an easy relationship with her parents, and her dad’s parents both died before she was born. Her mom is an only child; her dad’s sister managed to join a vegetable cult. She has two older half-sisters and an older cousin who’s more of a brother, an entire town who helped raise her, parents who always try to put their daughter first, and has never questioned her place in the world. Family is complicated, but Lorrie Gilmore-Danes has never doubted her family’s love for her. But when she’s fourteen, her grandpa dies and her family is sent into a tailspin. And for the first time, Lorrie finds herself not knowing where she belongs.

Name: Lottie Donahue-Callisto

Story: Delicate / New Romantics / Coming Of Age

Face claim: Uma Thurman

Love Interest: Luke Danes

Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan. A good plan, at that. A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history. He liked his plan, it was a good plan. It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford. It was the perfect, foolproof plan. He never planned for the Gilmores.

Name: Lucas Gilmore

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Timothee Chalamet

Love Interest: Natalie Lister & Brandon Webster

Name: Lucía Davila

Story: Bubblegum Bitch

Face claim: Ester Exposito

Name: Marley Tinsdale

Story: For Forever

Face claim: Dove Cameron

Love Interest: Jess or Logan

Name: Matt King

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Charlie Gillespie

Love Interest: probable Tommy Gilmore & Levi Bloom

Name: Megan Capello

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Natasha Liu Bordizzo

Name: Natalie Lister

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Kathryn Newton

Love Interest: Brandon Webster & Lucas Gilmore

Name: Nellie McCrae

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Willa Holland

Name: Paige Huntzberger

Story: In Omnia Paratus

Face claim: Annasophia Robb

Love Interest: Finn & Colin McRae

In omnia paratus. Ready for anything. As the youngest Huntzberger and a future Life-And-Death Brigadier, Paige Huntzberger had always lived by those words. She believed in living life to the fullest, enjoying every moment, and not worrying about the future. But when she starts at Yale, with Logan, Finn, and Colin to guide her into the next stage of her life, Paige finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about the world.

Name: Preston Gilmore

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Matt Bomer

Love Interest: Lexi Danes

Name: Sage Hall

Story: Thank You For The Music

Face claim: Kaylee Bryant

Love Interest: Jess Mariano or Dave Rygalski

Music was everything to Sage Hall, it always had been. Not only was her dad a musician, but she herself was something of a prodigy. Playing ten instruments, writing her own songs, and performing at every town event since she was five, all Sage had ever wanted was to be known for her own merits and not as The Troubadour’s daughter. It seemed hopeless, and Sage was close to resigning herself to only ever being known for her father, when she accidentally crashed into Luke’s newly arrived nephew — a cute troublemaker who only knew her as “that music girl.”

Name: Sam Gleason

Story: Town That Raised Me

Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Baby number thirteen, and thirteen years younger than the next youngest sibling, calling Sam Gleason’s birth unexpected would be an understatement. But despite her mom being too checked out to raise another child, and her father having left years ago, Sam was still happy. Kirk, the youngest of her older brothers, had raised her for most of her life, and everyone in Stars Hollow was happy to help out. Life in Stars Hollow was never boring, but when Rory Gilmore leaves Stars Hollow High to go to prep school in Hartford, Sam finds her town, and her life, changing in ways she had never expected.

Name: Sara “Bijou” Topaz

Story: All That Jazz

Face claim: Hayden Panettiere

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Name: Sienna Elliot

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Michelle Trachtenberg

Love Interest: past Jess Mariano, Logan Huntzberger

Name: Skye Bloom

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Savannah Lee May

Love Interest: Lane Kim

Name: Sophie Dugray

Story: Tarnished Gold

Face claim: Blake Lively

Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger & Rory Gilmore

Hartford girls should be seen, not heard; pretty, never vain; smart, not a show off; and they should always be compliant with whatever plans their parents made. As the Dugray heiress, Sophie knew this better than anyone. Still, it didn’t stop her from partying until sunrise, flirting with Logan Huntzberger, or even from maintaining a 4.0GPA. But she knew better than to aspire to be anything more than a dinner party hostess running the DAR. Then Rory Gilmore comes to Chilton, a whirlwind of literary references and small town optimism, and for the first time in her life, Sophie finds herself imagining life beyond Hartford Society.

Name: Tommy Gilmore

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Jeremy Shada

Love Interest: probable Matt King & Levi Bloom

Name: Troy Donahue-Callisto

Story: Delicate

Face claim: Taylor Zakhar Perez

Love Interest: Harry Bechtel & @the-witching-ash's Richie Gilmore

Name: Troy Donahue-Callisto

Story: New Romantics / Coming Of Age

Face claim: Taylor Zakhar Perez

Love Interest: Harry Bechtel

Name: Vicki St James

Story: Delicate

Face claim: Ellie Bamber

Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger or Dave Rygalski

Name: Vicki St James

Story: Coming Of Age / New Romantics

Face claim: Ellie Bamber

Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger or Dave Rygalski

Victoria Bechtel. Josephine St James. Vicki, Tori, Josie. Josephine Victoria Bechtel-St James often joked that she had a new name for every new city that she moved to – only, it wasn’t entirely a joke. Having moved more than twenty times in sixteen years, she was no stranger to starting over, to reinventing herself. Her own mother had only been in her life long enough to choose her middle name, while her brother’s mother had divorced their father after finding out that he’d had a child with another woman. Ever since, it had only been the three of them. In ever city, in every fresh start, they had been there to tether her, to make sure that she would never lose herself in her endless reinventions. But this time it’s different. This time, they won’t be there. This time, Harry is staying in England, in boarding school, and their dad is moving to San Francisco. This time, Vicki alone is moving to Stars Hollow, Connecticut, to live with the mother she’s never known.

Name: Viviana Lozano

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Zion Moreno

Name: Willow Dell

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Kristine Froseth

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Willow Dell was nice. That was the first word that anyone would use to describe her. She was nice, sweet, friendly, involved, polite. Bored. Willow Dell was bored. Her life had been the same for as long as she could remember. She’d been in the same dance classes since she was three, not for any love of the art but because her godmother taught them; she’d been second to Rory Gilmore in every class since she was five; her now-paid jobs were the same favours she’d been doing around town since she was eight; the only signs that time was passing at all were the marks of her height on the kitchen doorframe and the new cats her mom was always bringing home. Rory Gilmore changing schools is the first time anything in Willow’s life has ever been different, though she’s disappointed to find that it didn’t change things nearly as much as she’d hoped. She still went to dance classes, she still had the same jobs, she was just the first in her class. But when Luke’s nephew moves to town, Willow knows that change is in the air. Willow Dell is nice. Nice girls offer to show moody new boys around town. Nice girls don’t fall in love with boys like Jess Mariano.

#randomestfandoms construction #gilmore girls oc #masterlist #ocappreciation #gilmoregirlsocs

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1, 6, 26, 44 🏃🏻‍♀️🫶🏻

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

i would say my biggest comfort character of all time is lorelai gilmore from gilmore girls. but other favorites include lena luthor (supergirl), emily prentiss (criminal minds), wanda maximoff (mcu), & lexie grey (grey's anatomy)

6. why did you do that?

honestly, i don't know.

26. a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

probably laying in bed with my girlfriend and having her play with my hair and feeling so much peace and love all at once

44. you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

LMFAO wen stop trying to get me in trouble (i'll tell u in private)

#ask!#wen wen

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chronal-anomaly · 2 years ago

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do me do me!!!!

Small Smiles Today || Always accepting

@tlacehualli

See I'm going to do this and you're going to bully me by calling me a sappy fool, but you're the one who sent the meme in.

Lexi, I'm so, so thankful that you're here. You have given so much to a dearly under-loved and under-represented character in this community, and turned her into a powerful and complex woman. You've given Sombra so much more than canon - and often, fanon - is willing to, despite her complex and tragic backstory that deserves so much more. I can hear, so much of Sombra's casual attitude, unwavering self-confidence, brutesque-but-ultimately-caring attitude toward those she loves (but would never admit). I absolutely cherish the friendship that her and Lena have developed and I think that you really should be the person who writes her for Blizz, not whatever wackjob they have in charge currently.

You are also one of the most engaging people OOC as well. I don't think anyone encourages me and my writing as much as you do. And hearing you brainstorm - and meme - as you weave this complex and intricate web around Sombra. It's a treat to have the priviledge to watch the relationships and things that you've built come out in writing, and it's a pleasure to have had to the opportunity to build those relationships with you. I'm glad you're here in the RPC, and I'm so thankful that we're friends.

Even if you're like 40 years older than me.

#( ooc. )#tlacehualli #positivity sunday

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blairwaldcrf · 2 years ago

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elena gilbert & stefan salvatore for the chara meme ~

Stefan:

1: sexuality headcanon

definitely something under the bi umbrella

2: otp

caroline!!! .. like yeah, my brand lately has been klefan lol but I'm under no delusion that they could ever make an actual romantic relationship work. I simply think the dynamic is fascinating and they had so much untapped sexual tension it drives me crazy. that being said..... i wouldn't say no to romantic or nohumanity! klefaroline, who I think might be able to balance each other out? I'd be interested in seeing it explored at least (more than in my smut oneshot and wip)

3: brotp

Lexi!!! no contest

4: notp

steferine. i think the way their beginning parallels daroline so much upon my rewatch ruined it for me. if the genders had been reversed for steferine I genuinely don't think it would be as romanticized as it is? there's a lot of complexity I'm glossing over right now for the sake of a short answer but that's the tldr lol

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

he and klaus had sex in the 20s lol

6: favorite line from this character

per my OTP tag: "Not that you couldn't do it, that you wouldn't. Because that's what makes you you"

7: one way in which I relate to this character

oof, I mean to keep it light? brown hair green eyes? caroline's personality never bothered me? if we're being serious? the struggle of addiction

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

the fact he acted surprised caroline had feelings for him

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

lol problematic, and more than the murder. his enabling of damon, mainly, but also the darker side to st*lena

Elena

1: sexuality headcanon

I'd say demiromantic (stefan being doppelganger curse related rather than exception) and also under the bi umbrella. per transition I'd consider her a kinsey 1.5, afterwards a kinsey 3? vampirism heightens everything after all lol and her relationship with rebekah got significantly gayer

2: otp

i was literally talking to @laufire about this last night lol. i honestly don't particularly ship her with anyone romantically for many reasons, but the closest I'd say would either be Elijah or Rebekah. If their dynamic wasn't so damaging to her emotional/physical/mental well-being I would have said Bonnie.

3: brotp

hmmm, I mean. I think Stefan after s5 maybe? pre-s5 I like to think her dynamic with Tyler is the most interesting

4: notp

stelena/delena

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

the way she grows into vampirism is distinctly affected by her having been the "good human form" of Katherine's "evil favor" and her identity as doppelganger

6: favorite line from this character

right now because of my personal life: "People are going to stop giving you breaks, Jeremy. They just don’t care anymore. They don’t remember that our parents are dead; they have their own lives to deal with. The rest of the world has moved on.”

7: one way in which I relate to this character

grief

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

the way she slut shamed a r*pe victim

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

problematic for sure, but like. I get it.

#tvd #ty Ashley!!!#mutuals #ask games

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maximoffgxrl · 3 years ago

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about me

hi everyone, welcome to my blog! my name is mari, i'm a brazilian girl and i like to think of me as a writer. here are some facts about me:

i love books and music and taylor swift

if i could describe my personality in three characters they would be blair waldorf, rory gilmore and kara danvers

my favorite taylor swift albums are lover and red (taylor's version)!

my favorite colors are pink, purple and baby blue

i love marvel and wanda is my favorite

i've read harry potter 4 times

my favorite disney princess is belle

now that you know me a little better, let's talk about what i write and who i'll write for <3

who i write for

Grishaverse characters

Zoya Nazyalensky

Genya Safin

Alina Starkov

Nina Zenik

Inej Ghafa

Nikolai Lantsov

Marvel characters

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Peter Parker

Glee characters

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Tina Cohen-Chang

Rachel Berry

Marley Rose

Sam Evans

Gossip Girl characters

Blair Waldorf

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Georgina Sparks

Nate Archibald

You

Love Quinn

Euphoria characters

Maddy Perez

Cassie Howard

Lexi Howard

Descendants

Evie

Harry Potter

Ginny Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Supergirl

Kara Danvers

Lena Luthor

Nia Nal

i won't write

i won't write nsfw. i can write insinuations, but i won't write smut, at least not for now. i won't write for male readers. i won't write non-con, bestiality, incest or minor x adult. i might not write something else that i didn't put here, so if you request something that i don't feel comfortable writing, i'll let you know!

requests

you can request in the 'request' bar in my account! i'll do my best to write something you'll like!

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lena-in-a-red-dress · 1 month ago

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Greys Anatomy AU - Lilliana at Seattle Grace Pt 4

What Lena doesn't know, however, is that Meredith overheard what Lena had told Lexie. About Lex, about Lillian, about the slap. The similarities to her own experiences rile her up, to the point that when Lexie tells her about Lena's resignation, Meredith storms into the chief's office the very next day.

"I quit."

Webber stares at her, then frowns. "If this is about Dr. Luthor..."

"If you hire that woman, I'm gone."

That's all she gives before blowing out of the room in a cloud of steaming anger. And then, as word of Meredith's ultimatum spreads, the dominoes start to fall.

One by one, the residents closest to Meredith deliver their own intent to resign if Lillian were hired. Even Christina, as much as it pains her, joins the movement.

"Let me guess, Yang," Webber drawls when Christina shows up in his office. "You refuse to work with Lillian Luthor."

Stiff and patently uncomfortable, Christina nods. "Yes."

Webber scowls. "You don't seem the type to sacrifice you career for an intern."

"I'm not," Christina says sharply.

The chief studies her for a long moment, then sighs. "Then this is about Grey, now."

Christina neither confirms nor denies, and Webber senses an opening.

"What is this really about?" he asks, leaning his elbows against his desk. "No one so far has been willing to give an actual reason I shouldn't hire Lillian."

Christina hesitates. "It's not for me to tell, sir." When Webber continues to pin her with a hard stare, she relents.

"Knowing what you knew about Ellis Grey, would you have offered her a job at the same hospital as Meredith?"

Webber's glare deepens. "Lillian Luthor does not have Alzheimers."

"I'm not talking about the Alzheimers, sir."

A punctuated and heavy silence fills the room, prompting Christina to escape as quickly as possible.

"I have a surgery to get to. Sir," she tacks on, hastily, before turning on her heel and disappearing out the door.

---

The next day, the chief's door opens again, this time admitting Lillian Luthor herself. Chief Webber turns from where he'd been staring out his window over the lobby below, and faces his prospective hire with a solemn expression.

"You run a good ship here, Richard," Lillian delivers pleasantly. "I admittedly had some concerns, giving Seattle Grace's recent dip in the rankings. But it seems they were unfounded; I'm actually rather impressed."

"I'm sorry, Lillian," Webber says solemnly. "I'm afraid I have to rescind my offer to have you join us."

Lillian stops, her smile freezing in place. "May I ask why?"

"I was ready to offer you any amount of money to convince you this was the right place for you," Webber continues. "Any equipment, grant funding, whatever it took."

"And yet."

"What I cannot do is replace an entire surgical resident class. Nor an intern who I'm sure you would agree shows great promise."

At that, Lillian's brow creases in consternation. "Excuse me?"

"How you and your daughter relate outside of this hospital is none of my concern. But this is a teaching hospital, Lillian, which means that we need students to teach."

Lillian levels an even gaze towards him. "I see."

"So as much as I would love to have you on this team," Webber, clearly having prepared an entire speech, continues, "if doing so comes at the cost of Seattle Grace's next generation of surgeons, I will have failed not only as Chief of Surgery, but as a teacher, and a mentor.

"It is my job to look to the future, Lillian. And we aren't the future anymore-- they are."

After a long, long moment, Lillian finally smirks.

"You always were a romantic, Richard."

"Hah!" Webber laughs. "I suppose so."

"Well, as disappointed as I may be, I won't fault your judgement. Not when that judgement accepted my daughter into your program."

Webber shakes his head. "Lena wasn't accepted into the program as your daughter, Lillian. She's a gifted doctor in her own right, and I'm certain she'll make an outstanding surgeon."

"Then I'm sure you'll shred her resignation letter?"

"If she's willing to return," Webber allows.

Lillian nods, content. She adjusts the strap of her bag, ready to leave.

"Keep doing what you're doing, Richard," she says. "You're doing an excellent job."

And then she leaves, as poised and elegant as she arrived.

----

Lillian doesn't return to her hotel. Instead, she heads to Lena's apartment. Lena answers her knock with a smile on her face, which disappears abruptly at the sight of her unexpected visitor.

"Mother."

They stare at each other for a long moment, until Lillian glances around her. "I'm more than happy to talk here in the corridor, however..."

She knows Lena wouldn't be. Lena has always been quiet, too reserved for a public spectacle-- which Lillian may or may not have attempted to exploit in her own favor at the hospital.

Lena steps aside, and Lillian enters the apartment with an appraising eye. The place is tidy and clean, though lived in, evidenced by the coffee mug forgotten on a side table and a book half buried under a rumpled blanket on the couch.

Lillian drifts to a stop at the threshold of the kitchen area, turning back to face her daughter where she hovered just inside the front door, now closed. Devoid of any medical charts to hide behind, Lena hugs herself, her gaze askance, refusing to meet Lillian's.

Faced with her daughter's clear discomfort, Lillian realizes with a pang that somewhere along the line, she has made a grave mistake.

"Why are you here?" Lena asks in a low, tense voice.

Lillian takes a breath, softening the set of her shoulders.

"I came to Seattle for you, Lena," she says gently. "I realize I haven't been as diligent in checking in with you as I should have been--"

"So you ambushed me at my place of work?!?" Lena snaps, her uneasiness snapping to anger in an instant.

Lillian almost flinches under the sudden heat of it. "Lena..."

"God! Where do you get off?? You ignore me, for *years*, and then expect us to be *coworkers*?!"

"How else was I supposed to connect with you, Lena?"

"My phone number hasn't changed, Mother," Lena hisses scathingly. "You could have tried picking up the fucking phone!"

"Would you have answered?"

Lena stops short, her cheeks reddening. Her jaw tightens stubbornly, but the way she looks away tells Lillian her concern wasn't entirely without merit.

"I know I haven't been the most attentive mother to you, Lena. What, with your brother's condition, and your father..."

Lena visibly stiffens, and Lillian swiftly steers away from the topic.

"Your brother needed me more than you did, sweetheart," Lillian tries again. "You know that."

Lillian sees the flicker of an eyeroll, before Lena closes her eyes in frustration.

"But I see now that our relationship has suffered for it. And now that your brother is doing well, I want to fix that."

Lena's eyes open, giving Lillian a suspicious glance.

"I want to fix us," Lillian repeats, more fervently. "Please, let me try."

As she watches, Lena's lips pull into a frown, shaking her head doubtfully. Still, Lillian persists.

"I declined Richard's offer."

At that, Lena blinks in surprise. "What?"

"It was not my intention to disrupt your life, Lena. Seattle Grace is the right place for you; I won't take that away."

Lena peers at her, plainly suspicious.

"But I'm not ready to give up on this chance to reconnect," Lillian clarifies. "Mercy West is also looking for a cardio-thoracic surgeon, and I intend to accept their offer."

Still, Lena says nothing.

"I won't force you into spending time with me, sweetheart. But I intend to stay, in event that you may be willing to."

When the silence stretches on, Lillian accepts that she won't recieve an answer tonight. That's all right: she's accomplished what she's come here to do.

"I'll let you get back to your evening," she offers gently. Still, she takes out the business card she'd tucked into her pocket earlier, and leaves it facedown on the counter, leaving the handwritten phone number clearly visible.

"My cell," she explains simply. "For whenever you're ready."

With that, she moves towards the door, pausing only long enough to give Lena's arm a small rub as she passes. She closes the door behind her, and takes a deep breath before continuing towards the elevator.

When the doors open, a familiar woman steps out with a pizza box in one hand and two-liter of soda in the other. One of the Grey sisters, Lillian recalls.

The younger woman only pauses long enough to deliver a curt "Dr. Luthor" before moving past Lillian. It's Lillian who turns and calls softly after her.

"You and my daughter," she begins, causing Grey to slow, then turn back. "You're close."

The younger woman says nothing, keeping the truth guarded close to her chest. Lillian nods.

"I'm glad," she says. "Lena deserves good friends."

"Yeah," comes the reply. "She does."

Clearly, this woman was one of the many who apparently had little respect for Lillian. Rather than invite any further condemnation, Lillian gives a nod of farewell, then turns back to the elevator.

"I overheard your son was feeling better," Grey calls. Lillian pauses. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but how long has it been since his last hospitalization?"

Lillian frowns at that. Even so, she reaches back into her memory, if only to appease a woman her daughter clearly feels deeply for.

"Almost six years ago."

Grey's head tilts thoughtfully. "That would be... around the time of Lena's first year of med school. Which was about the last time you heard from her, wasn't it."

It's less a question, and more a statement. The younger woman holds Lillian's gaze, undaunted.

"Odd, don't you think?"

Lillian's gaze narrows, but before she can respond, the moment ends.

"Have a good night, ma'am."

Grey continues her way down towards Lena's door, leaving Lillian to step into the elevator, uncharacteristically off-kilter. But by the time the elevator deposits her on the ground floor, Lillian puts the exchange from her mind.

After all, what would a stranger know about it?

#greys anatomy au #lexie x lena #lillian at seattle grace #could it be??#lillian wanting to be a decent mom??

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sp4c3b0y3000 · 3 years ago

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Just for funsies whilst I can't sleep

100 agere questions!

1🐝 What Age(s) Do You Regress To ~ 2-6 yrs

2🍯 Do You Pet Regress As Well / What Animal ~ Nopee

3🥮 How Long Have You Been Regressing ~ a couple months now

4🐌 Is Your Regression Voluntary, Involuntary, Or A Mixture ~ mostly voluntary, only when I'm super stressed it's involuntary

5🐻 What's Your Personality Like When Regressed ~ not much different I don't think, I just become nonverbal

6🐴 How Often Do You Regress ~ once a week unless I'm busy with uni (then it's less) or I'm super stressed out and MH isn't good (then it's more)

7☕ What Helps You Get Into Headspace ~ cuddles, being called nicknames and comfort movies

8📜 Are You A Baby, Toddler, Or Big Kid Regressor ~ toddler 😊

9🦇 Do Your Likes Change When Regressed ~ not really but I find I don't want to watch scary stuff that I usually like (eg BuzzFeed unsolved)

10⏳ Do You Have A Baby Voice In Headspace ~ yep 😅

11🍪 What Makes You Instantly Small ~ cuddling with my obi and stuffies

12🧋Why Do You Regress ~ to help relieve stress and manage my MH

13🌙 Pink Or Blue ~ bluuuueeeeee

14⭐ Dragons, Unicorns Or Fairies ~ 🐉 dragons

15☁️ Dinos, Princesses, Space Or Safari Theme ~ SPAAAAACE 😍🪐🌕🌌

16💫 Neon, Pastel, Neutral Or Dark Pallets ~ a mixture of pastel and dark

17🐮 Favorite Regression Clothes ~ onsies

18🌸 Favorite Color ~ blue/green/aqua

19🐭 Do You Collect Stickers ~ I do for my journal

20🧁 Coloring Book Or Paint By Numbers ~ colouring 🖍️

21🍧 Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~ Lego Lego Lego!

22🦄 Finger Paint Or Brushes ~ both!

23🧼 Crayons, Colored Pencils Or Markers ~ pencils

24☀️ Do You Have A CG / Name For CG ~ I do! Obi 💙 (also Natasha Romanoff is my fictional cg and she's Mama)

25🌻 Do You Have A Baby Sitter ~ kind of, my best friend's sometimes look after me if Obi is busy ❤️

26✨ Do You Have Any Sibbies ~ biologically I have an older sister, and when I'm small I see one of my best friend's as an older sister (even though I'm technically older)

27🧺 Do Your Parents Know About Your Regression ~ nope and I hope they never do

28🧋 Favorite Nicknames / Pet Names ~ little one, little bro, space boy, and little padwan

29🍕 Ideal Playdate ~ playing with Legos and watching films or going out on adventures

30🐱 Sleep In Crib Or With CG ~ with Obi

31🍼 Favorite Snack ~ yogurt and biscuits

32🧸 Favorite Juice ~ orange and apple

33🍪 Favorite Icecream Flavor ~ vanilla

34🩹 Favorite Type Of Milk ~ banana 🍌

35🐶 Sweet, Sour, Spicy, Bitter Or Savory ~ a mix of sweet and savory

36🍰 Favorite Dessert ~ Eton mess or profiteroles

37🍦 Favorite Type Of Chocolate ~ white chocolate, magic stars or Milka oreo

38⏳ Mac & Cheese Or Nuggets ~ NUGGIES

39🎒 Favorite Movie ~ currently Black Widow, of all time probably Free Willy 🐋

40🍬 Favorite Cartoon ~ 64 Zoo Lane

41🚀 Favorite Game ~ Minecraft

42🎀 Favorite Disney Princess ~ Moana, Ariel or Rapunzel

43⚾ If You Could Have Any 1 Superpower What Would It Be ~ flight 🦸🏻‍♂️

44🍄 Anime Or Cartoons ~ cartooons

45🍓 Favorite Carebear ~ don't have one

46✏️ Shows Or Movies ~ movies

47🐛 Do You Believe In Fairies ~ not really

48🐸 Do You Have A Comfort Character ~ Way way too many 😅 Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Ultron (don't judge), Finnick Odair, Lena Luthor, Alex Dancers, Lexie Grey, Callie Torres, Arizona Robbins, Timone, Kylo Ren, Rey, Obi-Wan Kenobi, K2SO, Tigger 😬

49🌱 Do You Like Rain At Night ~ yeah until it's stormy then I get scared

50🦕 Are You Easily Scared ~ yep 😭

51🧃 Are You Also A Carer ~ I'd like to be

52🌵 Are You Independent Or Dependent ~ a bit of both depends on if I'm alone or not

53🍃 What Pulls You Out Of Headspace ~ sleeping or thinking someone's going to catch me being little

54🍏 Are You Scared Of Bugs ~ no but I'm not a huge fan of some

55🦝 Favorite Toy Series ~ Nerfs

56🚛 Do You Use Pacis ~ yep

57🦴 Do You Use Diaps ~ nope

58🦈 Gear Wishlist ~ dont have one, I've got mostly what I need

59🍵 Favorite Regression Item ~ my paci

60🐾 Sippy Cup Or Bottle ~ both! Sippy for juice and water, bottle for milk

61🦊 Oldest Stuffie ~ either Tigger, spot the dog or a bear I got from a Peter Pan pantomime when I was a kid

62🎃 Do You Sleep With A Stuffie ~ yeah

63🔥 How Many Stuffies Do You Have ~ on my bed - 8, in the house - I have no clue

64🍂 Newest Favorite Stuffie ~ Ozzy the Penguin that my mum brought me and Obi named

65🏵️ Build A Bear, Amusement Park, Or Disney Store ~ all of the above

66🥧 Stuffed Animals Or Dolls ~ stuffies

67👽 Do You Have A Bedtime ~ technically no but Obi doesn't like it if I'm up too late (and Mama doesn't stop me)

68🍭 Do You Keep An AgeRe Journal ~ yep but I haven't written in it much

69⚡️ Do You Have Rules ~ not yet but one day me and Obi are going to make some

70🍥 Blankie Or Paci ~ hmmm blankie but only because I've had him since I was born

71🌈 Night Light Or Glow-In-The-Dark Stars ~ glow in the dark stars 😍 I've never had any but once I've got my own place I'll get some

72🌿 Bedtime Stories Or Lullabies ~ bed time stories (Obi has a really soothing voice that makes me sleep)

73🎩 Favorite Thing To Do Outside While Small ~ go on adventures!

74🐵 Favorite Thing To Do Inside While Small ~ play with Legos, draw and watch films or YouTube

75🦋 Blanket Fort Or Bouncy House ~ blanket fort

76🐯 Stroller Or Walk ~ Walk (but secretly wish to be carried)

77🔮 Dress Up Or Tea Party ~ I'd only dress up if it was as superheroes

78🦜 Do You Like The Playground ~ I do but I don't go often

79💖 Early Bird Or Night Owl ~ both 💀 I'll be awake until late but wake up at 8am still

80📝 Indoors Or Outdoors ~ both unless the weather is super bad but I hate being inside for too long

81💕 Warm Or Cold Weather ~ cold ❄️

82🦢 Dogs Or Cats ~ both!

83☎️ Do You Have Any Pets ~ as a family we have 2 cats and a dog, and up until last year I had 2 gerbils (who I still miss)

84💌 Favorite Animal ~ monkey or penguin

85🍒 Favorite Holiday ~ Canada with my family or Stockholm on my own

86🐇 Favorite Season ~ autumn

87❤️ What’s Your Big Age ~ 24

88🌼 What’s A Nostalgic Place For You ~ the area I sue to live in near my primary school

89🐳 Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~ I just realised this is a repeat question but still Legos 😂

90🐙 Do You Collect Anything ~ pop figures (I have 34)

91🐠 Bubble Baths Or Bath Toys ~ I don't like baths but bath toys if I had to pick

92🍑 Are Your Agere Interests More Fem Or Masc ~ definitely masc

93☔️ Do You Stim More While Regressed ~ I'm not sure

94🎨 Favorite Place To Regress ~ Obi's room

95🧵 Favorite Regression Youtuber ~ I don't watch any regression youtubers

96🌈 Favorite Site/App For Regression Community ~ Tumblr I guess, that's the only thing I like using for agere community stuff, I have a few toddler games apps as well

97💐 What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up ~ ideally a superhero (like Mama) or an astronaut, but I am training to be a PE teacher which is another dream of mine 🏑

98📒 What’s The Most Nostalgic Electronic For You ~ PlayStation 2 and the Gameboy Advance

99📀 A Toy You Always Wanted But Never Got As A Kid ~ heeleys (but I brought an adult pair a few years ago)

100🪐 What Is Your Favorite Thing To Learn About In Headspace ~ anything Obi finds interesting (usually facts about films) and space facts

#100agereasks #agere little #sfw age regression #agere boy

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redwolfqueen19 · 4 years ago

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Day 24:

Tbh if I could I’d have all the marvel cast, ouat cast, supergirl/flash/legends/arrow cast, Brooklyn 99 cast and a whole lot more all on a float and like every queer singer imaginable but to put all those photos in a post would take forever so I just picked a small handful:

These kickass humans would be on my pride float, they are awesome and inspiring and just so cool 😎

If you don’t know who these ppl are I’ll tell you there names and some stuff they are in or do please look them up they are just so amazing 😻

Top left: Stephanie Beatriz - plays Rosa Diaz in Brooklyn 99, is bisexual IRL, is also in the new movie “in the heights”

Top right: Lana Parrilla - most commonly known for her role as regina mills in once upon a time, is now Rita from why women kill, and has always been supportive (as far as I’m aware) of the lgbtqia community

Bottom left: the woman with black hair is Katie McGrath - known commonly from her role as Morgana from merlin and more recently Lena Luther from supergirl, has played various lesbian characters in shows before and again is super supportive (to my knowledge) and a total sweetheart

Bottom left: woman with the red pixie cut style hair is chyler Leigh, singer and actor, most known for her role as Lexie grey from greys anatomy and more recently as alex Danvers from supergirl, recently came out as queer and shows lots of support for the lgbtqia+ community and is a mental health advocate, she suffer with bipolar disorder and her story and strength is amazing.

Bottom right: Demi lovato - actor/singer, they used to act in Disney and in many other shows and movies but is probably more known for their singing, they are pan sexual (I think that’s the label they have given themself I could be wrong tho) and are also non binary. They have been through so much and come out the other side so strong, they are supportive of the lgbtqia community and their story is so moving to me.

All of these guys have such great stories, are great advocates and are just so amazing so please if you don’t know who they are look into them 😁

Anyway happy pride ppl, Be Gay Do Crime and all that lovely stuff ❤️

P.s sorry these posts are a few days behind got caught up with some deadlines so yeet

#lgbtqia+ pride #pride #pride 2021 #pride challenge #pride month #shareyourpride #queer pride #supergirl #bi pride #demi lovato #lana parrilla #chyler leigh #katie mcgrath #stephanie beatriz #day 24

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jedifighterpilot2727 · 1 year ago

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Hi, talented author! Could you write a OS of Lexi having a nightmare and crawling into bed with her mamas for the first time and of course Lena and Kara end up a mess after consoling their daughter? Because I totally head-canon them as being the crying for every milestone moms. I love your work. Lexi has become an obsession, really. They are going to be the cutest family.

Okay, it's officially been too long since I've written toddler! Lexi because I had to go back through old fics to remember Lena's pet name for Lexi (oops). I'm going back through my prompts for inspiration so if you see something you sent me a long time ago, I'm sorry for the wait! (But better late than never?) Hope y'all enjoy! Forgot how much I love writing this family!

Nightbears

It's an odd sixth sense that one develops when you've been the victim of too many assassination attempts. A sort of constant awareness, (well, fear, really), that's always on alert, even when Lena is asleep. Amazing what having a homicidal brother could do for your reflexes.

At one time, Lena would have called it a useful talent, because it had indeed saved her life on several occasions. Now, however - with Lex in jail and her security systems being top of the line; and you know, sleeping next to an actual super hero - now it was mostly annoying.

There were a lot of false alarms - like when she thought the chef at Kara's favorite hibachi place was trying to poison her but it turned out the "special ingredient" was just hoisin sauce.

Or it could be helpful but misleading; like when she thought the person hiding in the bushes to take pictures of her was a contract killer but it turns out they were just trying to get footage of Lena and Kara making out for a tabloid.

One such consequence was that she could just feel when someone was watching her.

It was unsettling really.

And mostly unnecessary.

She usually ignored the feeling to be honest.

But sometimes, sometimes the feeling was just too creepy to pass off.

Like when it woke her up from a dead sleep in the middle of the night in her and Kara's penthouse National City apartment.

She kept her eyes closed at first, using the guise of sleeping to take in the sounds around her - Kara's soft snoring, the air conditioner, the soft sloshing of waves from the sound machine in Lexi's room -

"Mama."

Compared to the other sounds, the harsh whisper in her ear is loud and grating; and the breath on her face sets every one of Lena's internal emergency alert detectors off.

Her heart immediately starts racing and her eyes fly open to find blue eyes inches away and a tiny nose almost brushing her own.

"Holy shiitake mushrooms and fudge crackers!"

Somewhere amidst the warning bells going off, the back of her mind is pleased with her language censorship, and she makes a note to gloat to Kara - if she survives whatever sort of attack this is.

Lena jerks backwards, one hand slapping at the covers to wake Kara, and the other reaching for the bedside lamp switch and her glasses.

She feels Kara stirring behind her as she fumbles the glasses onto her face, almost taking an eye out in the process.

"Mama."

The voice is less startling this time, and Lena's heart slows with recognition as she blinks into the lamplight.

"Lexi?"

"Mama, I had a bad dream."

Lexi's dark hair is tousled straight up in a cowlick, and her glasses are askew on her troubled face, hands gripping tightly at her stuffed dog.

"Wha's goin' on?" Kara's voice rumbles behind Lena.

"You had a bad dream?" Lena asks.

Lexi nods as Kara speaks up again.

"Who had a bad dream?"

"Lexi had a bad dream." Lena blinks slowly, the excitement of the moment quickly fading into sleepiness.

"Lexi?" Kara repeats.

"Mommy, there was bears chasing us."

"This is what happens when you let her watch nature documentaries before bed." Kara grumbles into Lena's shoulder.

"Mama, can I sleep with you?"

"Mmm, of course; come on up, Chickadee.

Lena's eyes open just enough to reach out a hand and tug the little girl towards her. She tries to help leverage Lexi onto the bed; but despite her training with Alex, her upper body strength leaves something to be desired. That is, until Kara reaches over and grabs the back of Lexi's shirt, hauling her onto the bed between them .

Lena sets her glasses on the bedside table and turns off the light, and by the time she rolls over to face her girls, both of them are breathing deep with sleep.

Carefully, she pulls the quilt up around the three of them before settling in herself, quickly returning to her own dreamworld - thankfully one sans bears.

- - - - - - - - -

The first thing Lena notices as she wakes is that she's freezing - which is saying something considering her wife is usually a person sized space heater.

The second is the dull ache in her ribs.

She slowly props herself up on her elbows, blinking as she takes in the scene around her.

The quilt and top sheet have been kicked mostly off the bed, and the pain in her ribs is quickly determined to be due to the red socked foot jabbing into her side.

Lexi is splayed out diagonally across the middle of the king sized bed; her feet relegating Lena to a small sliver of the mattress. The hand that isn't clutching Krypto the stuffed dog is pressed against Kara's face, pinky almost in her mouth and index finger dangerously close to picking her nose.

Lena can't help but laugh at the sight. It was definitely a frightful middle of the night wake up, but she would suffer through a thousand of those jump scares to be able to wake up like this.

Once again, she pulls the quilt up to tuck them all in, barely getting settled before Lexi's foot finds its way back to her ribcage.

Despite her awkward positioning, she'll take a terrified toddler over a heavily armed hit man any day - although maybe Kara's right and she should lay off the late night nature docs; or at least the ones with bears.

#supercorp #supergirl #fanfiction #lena luthor #kara danvers #lexington luthor-danvers

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 3 years ago

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Chapter 47. This chapter contains a few snippets from here and there, painting a picture of the time that it takes for the ball to be organized. The time... it flows by so fast, doesn’t it?

Anyways, I do hope that you enjoy! ^_^

Tag list: @succulentsunrise @simpingforthisonedeer @tokimihyachi @jovialnoise @lyranova @ckjwnnbc

Keeping in mind that this series contains mature content, reader discretion is advised.

Words: 4376

Chapter 47: “I’m happy” / It’ll be hell...

“[Here,]” Selena stated while handing Solara a large bag. “[But don’t expect me to be your errand runner,]” she smirked.

“[If you didn’t want to bring it over, you could have just said so,]” Solara rolled her eyes.

“[Naaah… I didn’t say that. And besides, I was in Thea still, so it’s fine,]” Lena shrugged, cocking her head as she did so.

A brief moment of silence, lasting only for a few seconds, passed by them.

“[Tea?]”

“[I thought you’d never ask,]” Lena mused with a playful scoff.

“[And I thought that you’d tell me that you actually want to talk to me,]” Lara scoffed with amusement, while putting the bag away, and beginning to lead Lena towards the living quarters of the base, just around the corner from where they stood.

“[I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to talk to you. Plus, I thought that you’d know me better than this… If I come over then-]”

“[We’ll be having tea and talking about nothing and everything in particular?]” Lara stated while pointing towards a teapot on a small table, between two arm chairs.

“[Ah, and here I thought that I’d have to start worrying about you getting old.]”

“[I fail to see your logic, you were out in the world before I was,]” Solara rolled her eyes.

“[But only because they had to fish me out via C-section. You were always supposed to be the eldest,]” Lena shrugged. “[Which is why I’m still glad that they gave you the title of first born. Because you were meant to have it.]”

“[…And you’re free to do your own thing?]”

“[…. That is… an added bonus yes,]” Lena admitted as they sat down.

Solara only scoffed as a reply, rolling her eyes, and yet pouring Lena a cup of tea.

“[But jokes aside,]” Lena began, her tone changing into that of a flutter. “[How are you doing?]”

“[I’m…]” Lara paused for a moment, thinking about what to answer with a smile tugging her lips up. “[I’m a lot of things.]”

Lena quirked an eyebrow at her. “[That’s not an answer,]” she insisted. “[Lexi did dirty on you. Sil is… not happy. Though who cares what he thinks, and Val…]” a scoff escaped her. “[Well, Val is Val. Right now, at least. He doesn’t seem actively threatening, but who knows.]”

“[Lexi… I have a bone to pick with her. Sil… honestly, who cares what his scrawny little ass has to say, and Val… I-, ‘m not sure how to feel about that. I mean. He needs help. And he needs to accept that help, and I just-,]”

“[Have Val conduct an experiment on Lexi’s magic, by having her and Sil get locked into a room together, until Lexi gets bored and decides to have some fun with him. Lexi would hate being made into a comprehensible report, something to be reasoned out. Sil would hate the emotional torture of not being ‘ready’ to admit his crush for her. And Val would have to deal with Sil’s anger of being put into that position for research purposes.]”

“[… That… honestly doesn’t sound all that bad.]”

“[But-]”

“[But. It wouldn’t be ethical.]”

Lena hummed in agreement while taking a sip of her tea.

“[So…]” Lena continued.

“[So… I’m… I’m-,]” she paused for a moment as a smile crept onto her face. She gazed into the depths of the amber coloured liquid in her cup, and smiled. “[I’m… happy.]”

Lena halted her movements, staring at her sister for a collection of seconds that harboured a vast array of emotions, but through which one, was continuous: disbelief.

“[You’re… happy?]” The fairer twin asked with a frown. Her eyes were locked on the other, trying to find even a hint of a lie, because she couldn’t, for the life of her, understand what would be joyous in the list of things that had been presented.

“[You almost sound displeased with my happiness,]” Solara smirked with faint amusement.

“[No, no, it’s-… I’m happy that you’re happy, but… It’s… Are you happy about finally being able to establish a relationship on this end as well? Is that it?]” Lena’s frown deepened and her hands, holding her teacup, lowered down as she was trying to concentrate.

“[A bit of that as well,]” she replied, giving a wave to a few younger members of the squad entering room. Lena’s eyes turned, pulling her head along to give them a slight nod. “[But um.. mostly it’s this,]” Solara continued, turning back to face her sister and pulling her sleeve back just enough to allow Lena catch a glimpse of the red mark on her wrist before slipping the sleeve back down.

“[What is that supposed to be?!]” Lena spat, making the others gaze into their direction. Her body was tense for a moment, but the tension melted away a she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “[What… is that supposed to be?]” She asked again, this time with a composed and collected tone, one that sounded factual, more than anything.

The eyes that had turned to them, lost interest with the compassionate and faint smile that rose over Solara’s lips with a tilt of her head. “[It’s a promise,]” she simply replied with a flutter and a flow.

“[An engagement is a promise, among other things. That is being branded,]” Lena insisted with a stern tone.

“[Tattoos have existed for gods know how long. This is hardly different. And besides, I gave him one of his own.]”

“[… Alright… fair…]” Lena admitted, forcing the words past her lips.

“[And I hardly see how this is that much different from you wearing that hairclip of yours. Even if you have it tugged under a couple braids.]”

Lena frowned as her eyes shifted to the side for a moment.

“[And many couples carry something from the other. Yes, this is a more permanent one, but then I can’t drop it, or lose it. Plus-]”

“[Alright, alright,]” Lena rolled her eyes. “[You made your point.]” She sighed. “[So. What now? You’re engaged? Before actually establishing a footing in the noble circles here? Don’t you think that it’s rash?]”

“[It’s not an engagement Lena. It’s a promise. Yes, and engagement is a kind of a promise as well, but this…]” she paused for a moment. “[It’s-, treat it like a pre-engagement.]”

“[What utter nonsense,]” Lena huffed with another roll of her eyes before lifting her teacup back to her lips.

“[Lena… I’m still planning on being the one to propose. As the customs dictate,]” Lara replied. “[But… I… I have to admit that I-, quite liked being asked for this… Even if it’s a different kind of a proclamation of love.]”

Selena stayed quiet for a moment. Her eyes were to the depths of the floor between them as she thought. She lifted her hand, bringing it into her hair where the tips of her fingers traced the edges of a sharp hairclip. A kind of a promise as well.

“[It… does make one feel wanted…]” she admitted while lowering her hand back down, and directing her gaze once more.

Solara nodded to her in agreement, feeling what tension there might have been, uneasiness that she had felt, leaving her. “[What about you? He as rough around the edges as he seems?]”

Lena’s lips turned into a soft, cascading smile that glowed like a midnight moon. “[You have no idea…]” she breathed out, making Solara frown for a moment. “[He may look cold and ridged… like the peaks of snowy mountaintops… But he’s….]” she swayed her head from side to side, as if shaking it in disbelief, her gaze having again turned towards the depths of the floor. “[He’s soft… and gentle… almost fragile…]” A passing, split second frown appeared on her as she thought about it, but as soon as the admission had left her, her gaze focused. Her eyes fluttered to Solara with slight apprehension. “[I’ve said too much already.]”

The secrets we keep… Solara thought to herself.

The secrets we keep, Selena thought.

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“Solara aneue!” Leo exclaimed while spotting her, walking down a corridor of the castle.

“Hey Leo,” she greeted back. “Excited for tomorrow?”

“Of course,” he stated with his usual enthusiasm. “Though wouldn’t it be better to have a festival, if we’re celebrating our victory over the Eye of the Midnight Sun?”

“Well, yes I suppose,” Solara agreed. “That would be a more unifying celebration for everyone in the kingdom, or the capitol at least. But it would be time consuming, and… since we don’t have that much time before the battle, this is a more favourable option.” She paused for a moment, intending to stop there, but feeling the need to still add: “But since this is good for moral, it’s … beneficial to have.”

“Hmm… aniue also said that you’re doing this for political reasons,” Leo spoke in thought.

“That’s true as well,” she agreed. “We still need to make more formal introductions to the kings. Julius is… more or less aware, but um… King Clover is… He knows something.”

“Can’t you just do the introductions with Julius?”

“That’s not how it works,” Solara shook her head. “You Magic Knights are so used to running things by Julius alone, because that’s… Because Julius is the head of military here. There’s no need to run everything by King Clover. But when it comes to being the head of the state, that’s… King Clover.”

“Hmm… I still think that it’d make more sense to make the introductions with the more influential one,” Leo stated. “Because while forming relations, isn’t it better to have those with more power to form the relationship? That way it’s not so easily shaken.”

“It is,” she agreed once more. “But. As said. King Clover is the head of the state. This needs to be run by him. That’s just how it is.”

Leo just hummed in thought as a reply, not saying anything further to the matter.

He has come such a long way in a short period of time, she though to herself.

“Does this mean that you’re staying in Clover for good?” He suddenly asked, catching Solara off guard for a moment.

“Oh… That um,” she collected herself. “We haven’t discussed permanent residency yet. And I have some unfinished business in Thea still that I need to take care of before moving here, even if for a period of time…” she thought. “As said, we haven’t yet talked about it. How we would distribute living arrangements. Here or there, or both.”

Leo’s expression was blank. Not pleased, but not quite displeased either. Perhaps he was thinking about it. Or then he simply didn’t have an opinion about it.

Unfinished business… The words flowed through her mind with a melancholic undertone, swirling around as they exchanged idle talk with Leo for a small while still before parting their ways.

The Evaluation… I need to finish that before the war. I need to-, I need to prepare for it. My affinity… should work well with it. If the prospects of the plane are what the Queen said they are, or felt like being. It should. But how… how do I prepare for this? How do I prepare for a plane of which I have no prior knowledge? It doesn’t even, necessarily, follow the natural laws of this plane. For all I know it could be like Acelea or Ienidis… Or then something entirely different…

She made her way to her room, trying to push the thought away with a sigh. Once more, she had a room of her own. Because the walls of the castle, they had ears and eyes, and they’d always be watching. They’d always be waiting.

How ridiculous… The thought passed her as she was welcomed by the empty room, her mind running, jumping from one thing onto another. Everyone here has… a reason to-…. We’ve spent enough time together to share a room, she frowned to herself, feeling a swirling, turning gush of wind in her chest. But. This is for show. We didn’t share one when he was in Thea either… technically… I mean, there were reasons for that but… even if he hadn’t been thrown into a cell, we would have slept in separate rooms. Or… at least would have been assigned different rooms. So. This is just, she took a deep breath, filling her lungs with air in an effort to feel lighter. For show. This is just for show.

The door behind her was firmly closed, and her dress, accessories and other apparel was careful laid out for the next day, for the ball and the introductions. But it’s so… stupid! She thought to herself, immediately feeling like a toddler.

She made her way to the window and gazed outside, outside and into the world that bathed in the faint light of the autumn evening. Stars flickered in the night sky as she leaned against the windowsill, cursing the fact that the castle was in the middle of the city. If there were less prying eyes, I’d take a stroll… She let out a sigh, admiring how the lanterns of the streets made them seem like a string of pearls, just like on that one evening.

But then again…. She opened the window with a faint creaking sound, allowing the crisp air to flow in, filling her lungs with the distant scent of trees and grass, almost covered in frost; almost, but not quite. For now, it was only laced with the moisture that would turn the falling leaves into mulch a bit later on.

So what if someone sees me? She gazed around, looking around for anyone who might see. I’m not the first noble to sneak out of a window. And this certainly wouldn’t be the last time I do so. She placed her foot onto the windowsill, her mana skin embracing her into a gentle glow. Her left hand held onto the outer surface of the castle wall, ready to assist her to pull herself out. But. She stopped.

But… I’m a guest in this country… And it doesn’t look good if I’m being seen, sneaking out into the night-, or evening, for that matter.

She lingered in place for a moment, but, there was a tug of a string, urging her back. And so, she gave in. She lowered herself back down onto the floor as her mana skin faded away, and closed the window.

I should… be smart about it… She kept pressing the window closed for a moment still, wanting to get out of the stuffy room for a while. Wanting to, but the tug, the urging and the implore, they asked her to stay. This is ridiculous… I’d be going for a stroll… She turned around and made her way around the room, pacing across the floor as her mind ran wild. I could just walk out…. But there’s not the same feeling of freedom. It’d be just… walking out with the same, collected, poised manner as walking inside the castle…. There’s no sense of freedom.

She sat into an armchair, flinging her legs over the armrest, feeling so immature once more. But. There was a strange sense of comfort in it. I’m being weird again, she scoffed. Wanting to slip out from an open window, and not feeling satisfied by the idea of just walking out of the front door. She chuckled at herself as her fingers found their way onto her left wrist, over the mark, tracing the edges of it.

I need to tell him about it. The evaluation. Though he’s been told something. But I… should still tell him. He should know where I’m going, when, and for how long… But, if I tell him everything, then he’ll never let me go. Though it’s-, not really his decision to make. It’s not. And I’m going. I need to. I want to.

I… want to.

Yes. I want to.

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“[Sir?]”

“[Hm?]”

“[I was summoned?]”

“[Ah, yes. Celeste mentioned that she sent a word before her meeting.]”

The subordinate only nodded to the red-haired man, who wore a pin, and emblem, depicting a moon and a sun, joined in unison.

“[I need you to travel to the Old Ruins of Micah, near the training grounds of Azighar, and change the reinforcement crystals.]”

The subordinate, young man, barely in his mid-20s, frowned with the words. His body tensed up, and his breathing became heavier, sturdier, more focused. “[Has there been a disturbance, Sir? Should we prepare for an altercation and a renovation of the binding seals?]”

“[Hm? Oh no, no,]” Arcturus shrugged, shaking his head slightly, as if to brush off the statement while moving a few documents on his desk to the side. “[The ‘outer’ reinforcement crystals.]”

The man’s frown deepened with the words, as he tried to understand.

“[So, should we prepare for an altercation while going around the premises?]”

“[There’s no need.]”

Seconds ticked away between them in the silence of the room, as if a countdown. “[Sir… Forgive me but… I don’t think I understand. Who is trying to break into the Old Ruins of Micah? If no one is trying to break out.]”

“[No one is breaking in, or out of the Old Ruins of Micah. Not as long as everything is in order. And the crystals will still hold for a while, but they should be changed at the earliest opportunity.]”

“[Then… are the crystals perhaps… malfunctioning…?]” The man suggested with hesitance, as if walking on eggshells.

Arcturus gazed to the man from under his brows. That’s right… He’s new in his position. Young and full of curiosity. “[No,]” he replied with a soft undertone, not blaming the man for his suggestion. “[An outburst of mana in the training grounds caused the reinforcement crystals to exhaust themselves.]”

“[But Sir, there should still be 5 to 10 years’ worth of mana stored in those crystals,]” he spoke without thinking, realizing his mistake only after the words had left him.

But much to the man’s relief, Arcturus let out a chuckle. “[You’re well informed I see.]”

“[Thank you, Sir. I do my best to be informed.]”

“[That is a good quality in a person. It’ll be a pleasure to work with you.]”

The younger smiled. “[I hope to be of service to you, and your family long into the future. Even after the rule is passed to your daughter.]”

Arcturus quirked an eyebrow.

“[I-, what I meant to say Sir is that I… I hope that I’ll continue in this position through the exchange of power.]”

“[I see.]”

A few more seconds ticked away as questions swirled in the mind of the younger. “[May I speak freely, Sir?]”

“[You’ve been speaking rather freely until now. So, I see no reason for you to stop now.]”

The man’s eyes averted for a moment, as he pondered if he should still keep at it, since Lord Equinox was correct. He had been too brash. But on the other hand, he was in rather deep, so he might just as well continue. “[I think you’re rather brave, Sir.]”

Arcturus glanced at him with a quirked eyebrow. “[Meaning?]”

The man chewed in his next words, trying to choose them carefully. “[You… are sending your daughters outside of our borders so freely. And I can’t imagine what it must be like. To… worry for them. *Though* I am *sure* that they’ll be alright! But as a father I… it must be-, difficult. Or so my father tells me. Whenever I go abroad.]”

This is rather bold of him. Though, I suppose there’s no harm in it. The little while he has been working here, he has proven to be an excellent candidate for the position. And his track record from even before that has been outstanding. These questions… I suppose they’re the result of him feeling comfortable. His reasoning is strange, but he seems to mean well.

“[I didn’t send them away. They are going out of their own volition,]” Arcturus corrected.

“[But… surely, you must worry.]”

Arcturus let out a faint chuckle. “[That is a father’s job. I worried even before they were born. I worried even more when they learned to walk. And I was terrified when they learned to run.]” He mused. “[But. My children are strong. They are resilient. They are… ]” he trailed off, stopping there.

He gazed at the man from under his brows. “[There’s work to be done.]”

The younger took a step back, but halted, still wanting to make sure. “[There is nothing causing strain to the crystals and the shield currently, is there Sir?]”

“[No. It is a result of… my eldest exercising her magic,]” Arcturus replied, turning his gaze to the younger. And his eyes, they were stern and unyielding. It would be the last that he’d say to the matter.

“[Understood,]” he said, about to turn around, but was stopped.

“[Clemens?]” The red-haired one spoke, this time without looking.

“[Yes Sir?]”

“[Have you been present during our training sessions?]”

“[Um… those of nobility, no.]”

A faint smile passed over Arcturus’ lips with the reply. “[If you’re looking to work with us for a long time, I suggest you make a visit to the training ground.]”

“[I’ve seen pictures of it, Sir. I’m sure I’ll find it when necessary.]”

There was a brief pause in the air, creating a strange twist to the next statement that rolled from the father’s tongue: “[I see.]”

---

That was the last one, Clemens wiped off sweat from his forehead, sitting down on a rock with a water bottle. He gazed amidst the hills around him, the valleys and the barren land, the ruins being left behind his back.

I wonder what Lord Equinox meant… Does he want me to train on my own? But my position isn’t that of a frontline combatant. Though, if there is a war, I’m expected to pull my own weight. He wondered for a moment before standing up and gazing to the stones, stacked over each other, one by one, that were behind him. Moss and grass were trying to overdue the bricks, laid by human hands. The wilting and the dying.

His eyes travelled to the arcs and the branches, the vines trying to grasp onto the stone.

Why don’t they just destroy this place…?

He shook his head, taking a few steps forward and closer to the training grounds, feeling a creeping chill leave him. It dripped onto the ground behind him, little by little, making him feel lighter with each step.

Maybe that’s what he meant. If I want to work for them, I need to train as well. I can’t rely on my knowledge alone. Hmm… That would make sense. It would. Because they do have knowledge of their own as well, but they’re working in the frontlines if all Hells break loose. And especially if there’s real danger of demons pouring from behind to ocean to Thea, then I should be ready too. I should-

He looked at the sight before him. Blades of grass… no longer danced in the wind. Instead, they were smothered by a blanket of ash, as if snow.

Where-

There was no sound. Not even wind howling in the distance. It was all nothing. As if still air, in which even the very nature feared to speak. It dreaded the idea of another.

Where are… the training ground?

He fell onto his knees into the soft bed of grey. And he stared.

‘Exercising her strength’… That’s what… he said…

He looked into the valley, carved in stone with scorched edges.

Note to self: Don’t anger her. Ever.

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Solara sighed to herself, keeping her fingers on the mark. And it’ll be soon too… Sooner than Lena’s. Though that’s because of the way the dial turns, and… I suppose it’s better to have it now, well before the actual war. Or. Well… well and well before the war. I’ll have time to rest and get familiar with my grimoire afterwards.

But. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake the weight, the uneasy feeling that had coiled around itself into the bottom of her stomach. The fact that she couldn’t know what was coming, this time, it made her insides twist into a knot.

She swayed her head from side to side, as if shaking it. Just-, what do I… how do I prepare…? Or then I just prepare for … everything, I suppose.

Her lip quivered for a moment, but she pushed it aside, turning her eyes to the ceiling and blinking rapidly.

I’ll tell him tomorrow. Once we have time to spend together again. I’ll tell him… tomorrow. After the introductions have been made and we can… start being together, officially. I hope. Unless the King has an issue with it.

Though, she scoffed to herself, his opinion… The type of a person he is… Let him be blinded by his own “grandeur”, and he’ll follow like a lamb. As if I’d let him destroy everything we’re trying to build. Oh no. We’re in too deep to turn back now.

Her fingers traced the red mark, traveling down to her ring finger.

I don’t want to turn back. Not ever again. I-, I don’t think… I even want to spend those 168 hours away from him… I don’t. I don’t… Another burning sensation started collecting behind her eyes as she thought about it.

It’ll be hell. It’ll… be hell…

She held her hand closer to her chest, trying to press the mark as tightly as she could, as if something, perhaps her sanity, depended on it.

I don’t want to be away from you… She sobbed. Why are the fates trying to tear us apart, only to make it feel as if the strings are binding so much tighter? Why? Have we not been through enough?

Oh, what a ridiculous question it was, for she knew the answer. She knew. And it was necessary for her to wait still a little while longer, for both of them to wait, even if for a short period of time. Still the strings would need to wind, from a distance.

#embers of sun and flame #black clover fanfiction #fuegoleon x solara #canon x oc #chapter 47 #fuelara

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