#sincere apologies to the anon who requested this and got a 'k' instead of their request

[gasp-iwrotesomething]

Apologies to the anon :)

Since I utterly fucked up a request that was sent in, I knew that I had to give the anon what they wanted so this is what it is. Again, I’m so sorry for screwing it up and disregarding your request and I hope you can forgive me and my sleep walking self :)

Anon Request: Could I please request Helena and mc while mc is pregnant, maybe Helena helps mc through a sleepless night, mc pushing for more while Helena is a little reluctant to as she’s scared it would hurt the baby

Awww, this is such a cute idea, anon! I’ve never written something like this before (in terms of pregnancy) but it doesn’t hurt to give it a try; I would be so happy to write this for you! Thank you for taking the time to request and I hope you enjoy!

Summary: MC is seven months pregnant with her and Helena’s baby and for what seems like the trillionth time, she’s faced with another restless night. Aggravated and hormonal, MC relies on the support of her loving wife to make it through the night; which transcends into spicing it up in the way MC loves most...

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MC was restless.

It wasn’t uncommon nowadays with a baby nestled deep in her belly, constantly moving around and squirming like it was dancing. She silently scolds the baby to stop being so active--to let her get some rest--since she had always heard that a mother and the child growing within her are connected like no other. Maybe that entails a psychic link where all MC had to do was bid her rowdy fetus to do as she says--but to no one’s surprise, it doesn’t work like that. MC nestles against the firm wall of heat at her back, grooved inward to spoon her body and allow her aching back some repose. Helena’s arms are wound around MC’s torso and cradle her baby bump, both a heartwarming position and a reassuring gesture. When wrapped up in Helena like this, she could swear that her heart was a lantern in her chest; glowing and bright following Helena’s warmth. She holds onto that facet and tries to fall asleep--but then her unborn dancer kicks her belly again, hard, and any tendrils of sleep around MC recede. The Chicagoan groans and pouts into the pillow. What does a peaceful, uninterrupted, uneventful sleep even look like? Haven’t seen it in months. Helena stirs then, her pale hands drifting slightly across MC’s stomach. “Something wrong, love...?” Helena’s voice erupts beside her ear low and husky, her words slurred as sleep attempts to drag her back down. MC restrains the shiver that crawls up her spine and shakes her head gently, hands wandering to Helena’s. “No, nothing much,” sarcasm broils within her tone unintentionally, “just Baby Klein keeping me awake. The usual.”

Baby Klein kicks as if hearing that they were acknowledged, which only doubles MC’s frustration. Behind her, Helena relinquishes a brief hum and pulls MC a little closer--if closer was even possible when her groin was pressed quite firmly against MC’s tail bone. Suddenly, once one area of connection is recognized, MC becomes hyperaware of all of the rest. Helena’s breasts, supple warmth that MC had felt time and time again, pressed into her spine and cushioned her temperamentally. Her long, slender legs are woven with MC’s and her lips brush the base of her neck, painting the skin hot each time she breathed. That heat rises up MC’s nape to her cheeks, then as she recollects just how close Helena’s beautifully sculpted body is to hers, descends to the other fleshy facets of her body. Soon, under the moon’s silver gaze, MC’s body was the epitome of a flustered mess. These pregnancy hormones are so strong... how am I going to be able to go to sleep now that I want Helena to touch me so badly? “That’s unfortunate--I wish you could get more sleep, it is crucial when you are with child,” Helena keens into MC’s ear which sends a gust of tremors to wrack her body, “do you believe there’s anything I could do to help you?” The sorceress skims her fingertips up and down MC’s swollen belly. She presses a sweet kiss behind MC’s ear and a moan escapes the pregnant woman, her heartbeats an uptick higher. 

She knew what she wanted--she wanted Helena to touch her, kiss her, nurture her until MC was too pleasantly drained to keep awake. Biting her lip, MC’s hands lock around Helena’s wrists. She turns her head slightly to see her wife’s gentle face, presented beneath the moonlight. “Could you... could you make love to me? Please?” MC whispers. The sentence stumbles as it travels from her mouth and MC burns harder, embarrassment a cracking lash of a whip. There’s a heavy silence that follows, so deep that MC feared Helena had fallen asleep. “MC... but I,” Helena seems frazzled, shocked, so she speaks before the words properly form in her mind, “...what about the baby? You are pregnant, my love, how could I...?” The sorceress trails off, her breath wafting against MC’s skin as she presses her nose into MC’s shoulder blade. It was evident that Helena was reluctant because of the baby, and MC smiled to herself--her wife was so thoughtful and caring, a trait that MC had always loved most about Helena. Lacing their fingers, MC tosses a reassuring smile at Helena from over her shoulder, desire and respect shimmering in her grey eyes. “Helena, it’s okay. Stuff like that doesn’t affect the babies, just the mom. And it’s a good effect, so don’t worry about that either.” MC gives Helena’s fingers a sweet squeeze as her heart flutters in her chest. The way Helena was embracing her made her feel safe, like nothing could ever touch to the happiness that Helena bubbled them in.

Helena considers her wife’s words, blue gaze quizzical as it roves her wife’s tender skin. She stays quiet for a while and MC worries that Helena will still refuse. But if it’s not something Helena if comfortable with, then I won’t push that agenda. She’s got boundaries, after all. The last thing MC wanted was to make her wife uncomfortable--especially with something as sacred as their blossoming child. “I suppose it won’t hurt to try that with you,” Helena hesitantly agrees, her fingers hugging MC’s back, “but please, if you feeling anything is amiss with you or the baby, tell me. You and our baby’s welfare comes first.” MC is a little surprised at Helena’s agreement but she pauses before continuing any farther. Helena sounded reluctant--almost unwilling--which wasn’t something MC wanted to inflict upon her wife. She wanted her to be eager and willing, not feel forced into it. “If you don’t want to do that, it’s fine. I can just go back to sleep. I’ll live.” But Helena interjects quickly, her lips touching MC’s shoulder in a ginger kiss. The feeling both soothes and agitates the hormones infecting MC’s being. “No, I wish to do this with you, my wife. If this is what pleases you and promises a long night of rest, then it is my duty as your lover to cherish you the way you desire to be.” The last section of her reply is bathed in undertones of sensuality and lust, illustrated in gentle, low whispers between kisses that travel up from MC’s shoulder to the shell of her ear. A whole new wave of heat laps her guts and she moans, leaning into Helena as the sorceress’ hands wander lower on her belly.

They scuttle past the swell of MC’s pale stomach down to the rim of her navy panties, the dull scraps of silky midnight pushed aside to grant Helena access. Then her fingers explore MC, both around and within her, and the pregnant Chicagoan shudders. Helena smirks, reigning in her brief sense of power, and presses the pads of her fingers against the part that made MC craziest--massaging gently. MC pants as two fingers dip within her, savoring her hot wetness and the ribbed texture that engulfed them. A sequence of chain reactions seize the lovers in the night; MC would lose herself and react, which encourages Helena further, which causes another reaction, and then another change in the sorceress’ movements. The seconds blur together as MC’s bliss doubles, then triples, then quadruples until-!

She’s falling, winged by Helena’s presence and her fingers’ prowess.

When MC floats back down, she’s quivering in Helena’s arms. The fill of her wife is sucked away as Helena withdraws and adjusts her panties, easily discarding any evidence left over. 

Well, every ounce of evidence besides the gloss that hugged Helena’s fingers.

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Thank you for your request and again, I apologize for disregarding your request like that; I hope this will make up for it, lovely 😊

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[justa-mysticmess]

Hi... so since your requests are open and relatively not busy, would it be okay for me to suggest rfa+v reacting to an mc who has been mentally abused? It could be by parents or their s/o or someone they worked with. Anything you feel writing in really :) Your writing is the cutest too !

someone please ! make sure i write hc’s instead of mini ficlets when you asked for hc’s xD i apologize for the lengthiness! though personally i quite enjoy writing these… which is probably why i get carried away so much! also! don’t ever believe anything bad that happened to you or was said to you was your fault or brought upon you because of yourself! the rfa and i love you anon and i really sincerely hope you never suffered such bad treatment! 

Jumin 

it’s honestly the worst way to find out

at least jumin thinks so

after that week where he had been super s u p E R busy and had ended up unintentionally ignoring mc

when he returns though, after week worth of successful deal with that very important client and having taken care of his dad’s side of the business as well as the launching of that new cat clothing line

he expects an armful of mc the moment he steps in and he hasn’t forgotten to praise mc for having endured his extra busy week so well

but mc is distant and much quieter, only responding to  what jumin asks and not keeping up any conversation

he doesn’t understand the flinching, subdued mc that is wrapping themself in a cocoon and jumin panics on the inside when he notices what’s happening

but he deals with it nicely and stays calm on the outside

when he manages to  sit close enough to mc in the same room for them to know of his presence but not be overwhelmed by it, he starts talking

first tells mc all about his day, and what he ate and what he had wanted to have as dinner with them

when mc has calmed down he expertly drives the conversation till he is able to gently but firmly coax mc into talking about what has been bothering them

is shocked and upset to find out that mc had been ignored by their closest of friends and even their family when they most needed it. that it was like they were nothing more than a bother other people couldn’t stand

that they sure used to come to mc when they needed any sort of help, whether it was with chores, or to dump their emotional stress on mc but would always discard them and ignore their attempts to get close

it was mc’s bad luck they had only ever encountered such people before they met rfa, but they were still skeptical and would get worried easily

then he gets so angry and is ready to sue each and every one of them!!

but first he knows he needs to be there for and comfort mc

to let them know he is NOT like that and he will always make time to talk to mc

and he vows to himself to keep that promise always, but also wants to get mc help for all that emotional abuse they had been suffering through

only gets the best help available while always keeping mc’s comfort in mind!

Zen 

it goes somewhat like this

you are at a book store, browsing through your genres, just minding your own business lost in your own thoughts 

when you happen to reach the celebrity magazines and books aisle

you are quickly about to backtrack because there is obviously nothing of your interest here

but then you hear hushed whispers of ‘yeah, it’s them, the person zen’s dating’, ‘ugh so plain, why is he even interested in them?!’ 

they are just mean comments and you are good at avoiding them and staying out of their way

after all, you had much more practice since long before zen started dating you and putting the spotlight on you as well at that memorable first party

what you didn’t expect was being followed back to the fiction aisle and actually being approached by a haughty fan who got all in your face

‘what did you do to get him to date you?’ they glared ‘what game did you play and just what blackmail materials did you use? he obviously needed a way out after that echo girl incident, otherwise he would never date a pathetic nobody like you’

the words hurt but you were frozen in spot because instead of the so-called fan, now you were seeing your parents in their place and the fan’s voice had turned into their hateful, angry voices

it was too much and you broke out of your trance when the shop keeper came to tell the rancid fan off for making a scene. and you f l e d

just like that

you’d say you had never been humiliated like that in your life about the incident, but that just wouldn’t be true now would it?

zen was pleasantly surprised to see you home sooner than he had expected 

that however changed the moment he saw your panicked, tearful eyes and how all color and drained, leaving you looking pale. like a corpse

and that did not sit well with him!

is all over you ‘who hurt you? what did they do mc?? who do i gotta punch?!’ but calms himself down when he notices his loudness only made you worse 

sits you down on the couch and wraps you in a warm blanket

gets you a big mug of your favorite hot drink and then sits next to you

when you tell him what happened, he is l i v id

but when you further explain about how their words had taken you back to a worse time, he feels something in himself b r e a k

hugs you so tight and tells you how you meant the world to him and how amazing you are

he would also tell you how anybody who says otherwise is just a big liar and deserves a nice knuckle sandwich, no matter who they are

let’s you cry all the hurt out and doesn’t leave till you are stable and have managed to fall asleep

as he cleans up the kitchen, zen vows to himself never to let anybody hurt you or your parents to get anywhere near you again

after all, who better to understand the hurt a parents words cause than himself?!

and that fan? 

oh he will make sure they pay for everything they said

calls seven and thanks god you told him the name of your favorite bookstore 

Saeyoung/707

had guessed mc wasn’t close with their family because from what he had seen on their social media till now, they never really talked about or mentioned them at all

when he came over to rika’s apartment to guard mc, he had doubtlessly acted like an asshole

to keep mc away, for their own good

no matter how much it hurt him to say those awful things and to keep pushing their every attempt to even ask him what was wrong and how they could help 

the thing with saeran having suddenly appear did not help things, only making him lash out in a worse way and the anger making it easier to say hurtful things

when mc finally locked themself away in the apartment, he felt guilty and relieved, but the guilt would weigh so much and it just wouldn’t let him work

after much wasting of time trying to concentrate on his task, he told himself he’d just check in and if mc wasn’t crying their eyes out, he would focus on his work till he got everything done

so when he came in to an empty apartment

panicked and searched everywhere! even under the bed and in the shower and in the kitchen cabinets

dear lord, what had he done?!

just as he was about to step into the elevator, he saw mc in there

they looked absolutely horrible with the bags under their eyes so much darker and their eyes swollen red and their damp face

he didn’t notice his strict glare fall off and be replaced by a concerned expression instead

it hurt so much when mc flinched away as he reached an arm out to them

then they ran past him and into the apartment

silently brought all his equipment inside and sat opposite mc after giving them a cool glass of water

‘i’m sorry-’

but he was cut off by mc’s soft voice

saeyoung felt so bad when they told him about how their parents had done the same thing always

that though their verbal abuse was worse and more hurtful, his had been too much too quickly and that he had acted the same detached way 

that the way he had treated mc had intimidated them and reminded so much of when they were stuck with their parents

actually c r i e s because how could he have thought acting that way would be a good idea?!

doesn’t think he deserves to even comfort mc so he just apologizes and tries explaining his actions

because mc deserves answers really wishes mc would say something mean back but the most they say is that he hurt them too much

promises once saeran is found and the issue is resolved he will make up to them and never hurt them like that again. not even by mistake!

also privately promises himself to find and make mc’s parent’s lives hell

V/Jihyun 

this fricken angel!

calls mc his ‘moon’ because of obvious bad memories and times associated with rika and the sun

doesn’t do it too much or too often because it hasn’t been too long since they started going out and he doesn’t want to rush anything on mc

notices mc gets kind of lost in thought and closed off whenever he does call them the nickname

thinks he did something wrong and feels so bad!!

but in reality it’s just the fact that mc feels he calls them his moon because even though it is the opposite of the sun, they are both still related

they feel that it is inevitable that he will start confusing them with rika 

only to leave them when he realizes they are in fact not rika at all

when life is not so hectic, he takes a hold of mc’s hand to get their attention

‘dearest, did i do something wrong?’ feels relieved when mc tells him that no, he didn’t do anything wrong

so he ventures  further and asks  them why they seem to dislike being called his moon

feels the need to apologize immediately as he feels mc stiffen beside him

but they beat him to it with their response, ‘um… it’s because when you call me that, i feel you still wish for rika somewhere in the back of your mind’

he is shook?! is about to launch in and vigorously explain to mc 

but then they continue and tell him about the only time they got into a relationship but that person cheated on them

and when mc had asked them why, they had said that they weren’t good enough and they had been too ‘good’ for their taste

when mc says he can tell them if he is still confused and wants rika so they can break up before either of them gets hurt, 

he is so sad!

hugs mc so tight and tells them 1) it’s good mc left that person because they didn’t deserve mc!

and 2) that mc is his one and only now and that it was due to them that he was able to get out of rika’s clutches and that it was mc who had made him realize what he had been doing was not love, it was something very unhealthy and crippling for himself

he tells them they should never worry because he loves them so much and he cares for their every feeling and emotion and that will never change

mc actually melts against him when he calls them his apple blossom and wants to c r y in relief!

because the knowledge that they are jihyun’s preference means everything to them in that moment!

calls mc many flower names from then on

but mostly mc is his ever loving, ever lasting apple blossom and he makes sure to always let them know that!

Jaehee 

the cafe had been doing rather well recently

which meant increase in customers and increase in work hours

which was just fine because jaehee and mc both liked working and their customers were generally all really sweet people

that meant some of them would stay till closing hours and want to spend time with them both

mc was kind of awkward always and they thought it was just their paranoid self making things up and that they themself were the cause and source of any awkwardness

it all still didn’t feel good though, because they knew all that and they tried changing, to actively engage too, but they always felt so isolated

things got to the point that jaehee noticed, and after they got home that day, she watched mc dejectedly putting away their shoes and coat

she softly asked mc if everything was okay and why they were so awkward whenever they went out with their new friends

mc felt so humiliated because holy hell jaehee noticed!! now she probably thinks i am a big loser! 

as if to prove that point, they saw jaehee’s eyes widen as she rushed to engulf them in a hug

and why was she shushing them? in the tightness of the hug, mc noticed that they were shaking

because they were sobbing uncontrollably 

when jaehee managed to calm them down she pulled them to sit on the couch so they were half in her lap and half on the other side of the couch

she gently ran her fingers though their hair, murmuring gentle nothings to them till they stopped shaking

coaxing the reason for their sudden panic attack was hard work

but she was determined to find out!

baehee is so shocked when mc tells her about the times they had been emotionally isolated by different people in their life and how they thought jaehee would think lesser of them

when mc added that they knew they were probably overreacting and making things up, she firmly told them to stop right there! because

those were just mind games idiots play to make someone they are jealous of feel inferior

she knew all too well of such people because of her aunt and her daughters to see the pattern

and it concerned her greatly to realize that their new ‘friends’ had been doing the same

though they hadn’t been so obvious and didn’t verbally insult mc so it took longer for her to notice their purposeful ignorance and exclusion of mc and now that she remembered, they had always disagreed with and invalidated anything mc had said when they weren’t ignoring mc!

it took her so long because now that she remembered, mc would barely speak after the first week 

she was livid! though she had calmed mc down and sent them off to clean up before a movie marathon that night

she made a mental note to make those people leave after they had taken their orders and to not accept any offers of hanging out

Yoosung 

comes home to find mc’s favorite mug laying shattered against the wall, as if they had hurled it angrily

and mc silently weeping with their back pressed against the opposite wall

lil puppy is so alarmed at first because mc! you didn’t get hurt did you!?

quickly pulls mc off the floor and brushes them down so there’s no glass shards on them and is relieved to see they are not cut anywhere

first of all gets them out of the kitchen and immediate danger zone 

once they are safely deposited on the bed, he hugs them and gently rubs their back, asking what had happened

when they tearfully tell him about the phone call from their aunt and all the mean things she said to them

and how she would always belittle and find ways to humiliate mc every chance she got 

yoosung was so sad

then angry

he doesn’t know which side to listen to! 

asks them if the mug they broke was given to them by that aunt

when mc nods, he asks why they had kept it if their aunt was so mean to them

mc tells him about how she had gotten that for them when she had come to live with them after her divorce

she had sort of been nice before that because mc only met her at family gatherings and her jabs at mc had not been too mean

yoosung wants to call that shitty aunt and give her a piece of his mind!

he wraps mc in a hug and tells them they did the right thing by getting rid of something that would only hurt them

and that they should never care about what their aunt says to or about them again

because mc is awesome and the coolest person he is met

orders lots of different pizza’s and requests a box of hunny buddah chips from seven in return for doing his chores for a week

is honestly such a blessing, this pure thing!

mc never has to worry about their awful aunt again