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kkodzvken · 4 years ago

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where you let it go - hawks x g.n. reader

this is my fic for @doinmybesthere‘s mental health collab (mlist here). thank you so much emme for hosting!

tags/warnings: hurt/comfort, unspecified mental health issues, involuntary commitment, panic attack, a bit of depersonalization

a/n: i wrote this from my own personal experiences, so it’s in no way indicative of what all treatment is like. i was also hospitalized by my parents when i was a minor so i don’t really know about involuntary commitment for adults, so i’m sorry if this was inaccurate. this was incredibly therapeutic — i wrote what i needed to hear back then. and please please please, know that your mental health is so important, and there is nothing braver than getting help. title cred: where you let it go by i the mighty

w/c: 1.7k

They’re all too loud.

The voices rise up around you. They crash against each other, echoing against the sterile white walls and ceilings. They feed off each other like carnivorous beasts, and they sink their claws into your ears, dig their teeth into your flesh and leave scratches against your marrow.

They’re too fucking loud.

You want to leave. You want to leave, but you can’t. And besides, wasn’t this supposed to help? Wasn’t this supposed to make you better? You should be reveling in all the noise, letting the voices seep into your ears and wash away the awful sounds in your brain. But they don’t cancel each other out – they just amplify each other, until it’s too loud for you to think, to breathe.

Your lungs feel like they’re encased in ice. Someone’s saying something – a nurse, asking about your medication history – but his voice is washed away in the sea of noise that surrounds you. You try to breathe, but your chest is filled with sticky tar. You try to respond, to spit out whatever they want to hear so they’ll leave you alone, but the tar rises up into your windpipe and settles into your voice box.

You want to leave. You need to leave, but you can’t.

Your mind isn’t in your body anymore. You aren’t in your body anymore. The sounds are still assaulting your eardrums, and you still feel everything so vividly. But it isn’t you. This isn’t you.

Is that you? This person, is that you? You stare down at your hands in an attempt to ground yourself, but it does just the opposite. You stare at your hands, but they are not your own. You know, you know how impossible that is. But the longer you stare, the more not-yours they become.

You can feel the tar rising up in your throat, turning into acidic bile that corrodes at your cells, but they’re not your cells. You’re looking down at your body, but it belongs to someone else. That person is not you – that person, staring blankly down at their hands as they’re surrounded by a hurricane of voices and nurses – that person is not you.

This was supposed to help. It was supposed to make you better, but after only a day, you’re already spiraling into a state that’s much worse. You hate everything about this place. You hate the smell of disinfectant that burns your nose, and the harsh white lights that burn your eyes. You hate the rituals and rules. You hate feeling eyes on you at all times. The constant supervision feels like a rope around your neck. It’s fucking miserable.

“Mx. Y/N, please. We can’t make any progress if you don’t work with us.”

“I don’t want to work with you,” you spit out. “I want to go home.”

The nurse sighs. He places his pen and clipboard down on his lap. “I understand how you feel, but you know –”

“How the fuck do you understand how I feel?” Your voice is dripping with venom. All of the fear and anger of the past days – no, the past weeks, months, years – reaches a fever pitch. The steady beeping of the machines by your bedside makes your head throb, but you ignore the pain as you push yourself off the bed. “I’m going home.”

You only make it a few steps before the two other nurses in the room rush to your side. Their hands are cold, and they dig into your arms when they grab you. Bile rises up in your throat. You try and twist out of their grasps, but they’re too strong, and your head hurts too badly.

That doesn’t stop you from trying. “Let me go!” you shout. You hate how shrill your voice sounds. The nurses act as if they can’t hear you. They march you back towards the bed, but you twist and thrash and try to make for the door. “Let me go, let me go, let me GO!”

“Baby?”

Your head shoots up at the sound of his voice. “K-Kei!”

He stands in the doorway, clutching a duffel bag in one hand and your favorite stuffed animal in the other, but he quickly drops everything and rushes towards you. The nurses must loosen their grips, because you’re finally able to twist away from them. You collide against his body, and with his strong arms wrapped around you, you finally feel like you can breathe again.

You don’t know when you started crying, but tears are freely falling down your face now. You bury yourself into his chest, holding him as close and as tight as you possibly can. “Keigo,” you sob out. “Keigo, I wanna go home, please take me home.”

He pulls you impossibly closer and presses little kisses against the top of your head. “Oh, angel,” he breathes. He shifts and picks you up with ease. You wrap your legs around his hips and he wraps his wings around your body like you have a thousand times before. It should bring you comfort, but it just reminds you of how wrong this feels. You should be in your shared home, not this hospital with its overwhelming smells and sounds.

“Home,” you cry out again.

He coos softly. “Oh, angel, you know that I can’t do that.”

You ball your hands into fists and grab at his shirt, tugging at it while your sobs intensify. “I don’t wanna be here, Kei, please.”

“I don’t want this either, honey. But you need this.”

“No! I need to go home! I need them to leave me alone!”

He turns to the nurses. “Can we have a moment alone, please? I promise that I’ll keep them safe, and call if anything happens.”

The nurses look at each other doubtfully, but eventually nods their heads and file out of the room. Keigo turns his full attention back to you. “Cry it out, angel,” he says as he sways your bodies gently. “Let it all out. I’m here, I’ll keep you safe, I promise.”

He holds you as sobs rack through your body, as you wail and scream and thump your fists against his back. When you finally retreat from the safety of his shirt, you’re sure that you look disgusting. Your eyes are red and puffy, and your face is covered in snot and tears. But he still looks at you like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever seen. He lowers himself onto the bed and holds you in his lap, your legs straddling him and your face resting against his neck.

“I know it sucks, angel,” he starts. “But don’t—”

“Please don’t lecture me,” you interrupt. You hate how small and weak your voice sounds. “I know that I have to stay here. I know they’ll help me get better. But I don’t want to, Kei. I want to go home with you. Can’t I just get better at home?”

His expression is painfully gentle as he cups your face in his big hands and smiles at you. “There’s nothing wrong with asking for help, baby.”

“I know, but I can do it myself–”

“No you can’t,” he says bluntly. “You can’t get better by yourself. And I can’t help you get better by myself. We need real help.”

You whine and turn your head, not wanting to look him in the eyes. “…I know. But I still don’t want to.”

“Both of those things can be true,” he says. “You can hate it, and still do it and know that you need it. It’ll suck, but hey, look at it this way. The more you cooperate, the faster you’ll get better, and the faster you’ll be able to come home to me.”

You bury your face back into his shoulder. You don’t want him to see the tears that are threatening to leak out of your eyes again. “I-I’ll miss you. I couldn’t sleep last night. It was…It was wrong, not having you next to me.”

“Oh, baby,” he coos, and your chest pangs at the sound of his voice breaking. “I couldn’t sleep either. But I’ll visit you every day, alright? I’ll stay as long as I can, until they kick me out. And then I’ll call you until they kick us off the phone.”

“It’s not the same.” You feel childish when you whine and complain like this, but you can’t help it. The concept of being hospitalized, of being locked up away from Keigo and everything else important in your life, is terrifying. “When…when do you think I can come home?”

“They said they’ll let you go out if you’re good, right?”

“I wasn’t really paying attention yesterday,” you admit sheepishly.

He chuckles and presses another kiss against your forehead. “It’s okay, angel, I was listening. I’ll double check, but I think that I’m allowed to bring you out for a few hours if you stick with your plan. Let’s look forward to that, okay? We can go home and watch a movie, or we can go on a date somewhere nice. Whatever you want.”

“Home,” you mumble. “Wanna snuggle with you on our bed.”

You can feel his lips curl into a smile against your hair, and it makes you smile a little too. “Well,” he says, repositioning himself onto his back and dragging you along with him. “It’s not the same, but we can watch a movie now! They didn’t let me bring your laptop in, but we can watch on my phone.”

You snuggle into his side and rest your head on his chest. The steady sound of his heartbeat is comforting, and it helps to cancel out all of the other horrible sounds enveloping you. You’re still terrified, but with his arms and wings wrapped around you, and the reassuring warmth of him against you, you feel a bit safer, and a bit less scared.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Please don’t leave me,” you say. “Please…please don’t go. I know that I’m fucked up, and I’m a hassle, and that I make things difficult for you. I’m sorry. But please don’t go.”

“I’m not going anywhere, angel,” he says. He leans his forehead against yours and gently strokes your cheek with his thumb. “I promise. I’ll stay with you forever. You’re not fucked up. Your struggles don’t make me think any less of you. They don’t make you any less lovable. I promise, baby, I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you. You’re my everything, and I’ll never leave you. I promise.”

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anapologethicc · 3 years ago

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happy diwali💛💖 i let out my inner louis😌

those not wanting to read abt my feelings pls scroll to the bottom:)

i'm in bed and all diwali celebrations are finally over and i just spent like 15 minutes just sobbing in bed🙈 firstly because i don't think i've ever felt so happy and comfortable with myself as i did this diwali🥺🥰

i didn't need to wear a ghagra (long heavy skirts not that i hate them) or sth frilly or a fricking blouse of any sort. i got to wear clothes which were so so comfortable and so so gender affirming (idk if that's a term lmao). i've worn similar stuff before and never realized why i had felt so happy in them and i don't think i really understood how much this would mean to me and my gender to be wearing clothes that felt so ME.

i got to be whoever i wanted to be. i got a chance to embrace my own gender and i'm still cuddled up in bed sobbing at how wonderful i felt these past two days.😭😭😭💖💖💖

for once i wore sth for myself and dressed up for myself and MYSELF only. i didn't care that i got told i look too chubby or that my clothes were "boy" clothes or that i should've kept my hair long becuz short hair doesn't suit me or that short hair and traditional clothes don't go tgt (BITCH HAVE U SEEN HOW BOMB I LOOK?!?! HOTTEST NB LESBIAN IN TOWN!!😂 more like only lesbian in town lmfao)or judged for the fact that i changed nail polish colours so many times in like 2 days (i think my nails are abt to disintegrate)

i didn't fucking care this year because i was so happy to finally feel good in my skin (tpwk ref👅). i've always had so many issues with myself and with my mental health. it's taken me such a while to get to where i am and accept myself for the way i am.

i still struggle daily with my relationship with my body, my relationship with food, my relationship with painkillers, my relationship with my adhd my depression or my anxiety, my relationship with school with friends with family with myself. i wake up everyday and just try to grow and be a better person for myself to be someone worthy💕

i just wanted to take this moment to thank everyone for any and all interactions they may have directly or indirectly had with me🥺. becuz i don't really follow a lot of people nor am i good at making any new friends (i suck at it becuz ppl find my personality over the top cuz i'm loud and flamboyant and so fking talkative and i feel like i'm never enough :/) BUT i made a resolution this year that if i couldn't get myself to interact with real life people becuz i find ppl generally really fking annoying😂 that i'd at least finally try and make some online becuz i've been in this fandom and on this site for wayy too long now😌😌

i know i'm just some person in your phone you just made u read a rubbish emo essay all abt myself😂 but i just wanted to let you know that every single interaction has made me feel happy and validated and i just wanna say thank you for somedays being my reason to want to live to see another day🥺💖 thank you for creating a safe space for me knowingly or unknowingly and thank you for being absolutely fantastic human beings😚😚❤❤

i'm sending all the love❤, happiness😂, kindness🥰 and gender joy🥳 in the world that i possible have in me to every single one of you🥺💖

so here's to everyone who has talked to me, liked my tags or post i've made/rbed, rbed sth from me, tagged me in sth or answered/sent an ask💖 and whatever else we get up to on this hellsite😂💕

because every single one of you has made me smile on days i didn't wanna get out of bed or felt like absolute fucking shit🙈💕 i'm so so grateful and so so thankful and just so overwhelmed with love😭💖 i love you❤ (every single one of you)

so thank you my most wonderful mutuals🥺😚 @littlegenderbean emme💕 @quickpauseinconversations cande 💕@mamaharry eli💕 @littlespoongf mehar💕@grimmpitch moon💕 @louisandharry yuktha💕 @casuallycrruell arrow💕 @justmehernthemoon kaitlyn💕 @heartshaped-lou gio💕 @dorothyharry rachel💕 @1800louis sab💕 @swimmingleo leo💕 @holyshit kay💕 @ladychlo chay💕 @rainbowparadisebht kaw💕 @laurelier meg💕 @stylinsuns adheera💕 @softlouve debbie💕 (hopefully i got everyone's name right and didn't miss anyone😳)

for anyone who ever wants to talk /cry/ scream/ infodump to a non-stop oversharing chatterbox / human embodiment of an over excited puppy my dms are always open and i'm always ready to talk😂😂😚😚 you know where to find me!! HAPPY DIWALI💛💖

#hi everyone #so i got a little too emotional and i'm still all red in the face and sniffly #just whatever u do pls don't be mean to me (i'm very sensitive)#anyways this has been a wonderful 2 days and i'm just so so content and just happy🥰#i thought i'd share some love and joy🥺❤#hopefully i don't regret this tmr morning😂#once again #SENDING ALL OF YOU SO SO SO MUCH LOVE AND THE BIGGEST HUG AND LOTS OF KISSES😚😚😚💖💖💖💖#tis the season of diwali so here's to wishing all your dreams and wishes come truee and something very special happens for you💕#ok love you byee❤🙈#good night💕#diwali

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ocenitram · 2 years ago

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@heavy-little-and-milfy

"that's good So we can hide and have fun while mommy looks for us and we can even play I has my blanky and Mr. sparkles came with us too," Emam showed her plushie unicorn to her sister.

Emma giggled at the entire story. "I bet you two had a red tooshie after that it funny but I wanna do that too" Emm gigled and laughed at the story.

"I bet it was I did something like that once but in a diner."

Emma had to admit that what the girls said made sense in away maybe seeing Snow in a messy and wet diaper might make Emma think of her as a sister someone on her level. Emma was well aware that maria tended to keep them in just their diapers and shirts for most days. So, the chances of her seeing Snow like that were very high. "Your right I mean mommy maria always keeps us in our diapeys so yeah i might get to see mommy in a soggy butt or maybe crying for a change, hey we going to be roommates I gets to sleep in your room," Emma replied she smirk and tagged one of the girls "Your it Eda." Emma said as she pulled Ada away and started to run.

Snow looked at her new big sister. Snow nodded to show that she understood their places "I get it don't worry you're the big sister and am the baby sister even if you're not potty trained. although am curios who do you think is the babiest out of Ada, Eda, Emma, and me?" Snow talked without realizing she was wetting herself right there. Snow entered the room she would be staying in and she looked at Helen. Snow was shocked to find out that she would be staying in her mommy's room for the time being.

@heavy-little-and-milfy

Snow had been locked up in her room for a couple of days adn at first Emma didn't think anything of it she just thought her mommy needed some meantime but strange ge things had happened her mommy wouldnt make food and Emma was starting to worry she called Regina at first but the mayor just told her to bring Neal the mayor had thought that Snow was sick so she decided to take care of her little grandson not that she would tell anyone that, but that didn't take away Emma's worry she did they only think she could the blonde sheriff picked the phone and called her aunty Maria.

"Aunty maria its Emmy something is wrong with mommy, and she won't tell me what it is." Emma was talking to fast fear was hinted in her voice the blonde was shaken she was in her adult mindset, but she still called her aunts aunty and her parents mommy and daddy "please come over and fast," the blonde was having trouble she didn't want to leave the house or her mother alone she just hoped that her aunty could make it on time.

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captain-josslett · 3 years ago

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Broken Melody - Part Twenty Seven

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Summary: Grammy Award winning Emma Danvers is the first to say she has a pretty good life. But what happens when it implodes around her and it looks like things will never be the same again?

Words: 6.7k+

Warnings: Fluff, angst-ish?

Pairings: Emma Danvers x Lena Luthor

This Part: Alex and Kara finally leave their cell at the DEO and Emma settles into life at Lena's apartment.

So sorry this took so long. Had a very hard week but hopefully this chapter is okay! Not gonna lie I laughed out loud a few times while writing!

p.s It's been six months since I started posting on tumblr 😅 That went quick!

Thank you for reading and let me know if you wanna be tagged or any general feedback will be greatly appreciated. Please! I like knowing your thoughts.

Taglist: @finleyfray, @life-is-hella-unfair, @natasha-danvers, @supergirl-writingz, @camslightstories, @thinking1bee, @aznblossom, @crispykidcookiebasketball

“Nice form Alex.” J’onn comments as he enters the gym, watching as she continuously attacks the punching bag.

“Letting out some steam, you know?” Alex says while doing a few jabs.

“Oh I do. Come on, I have an assignment for you.” J’onn nods his head to the gym door and Alex dutifully follows.

“What kind of assignment?”

“You’ll see.” He holds the door open for Alex to step through, revealing Emma’s apartment, with the Superfriends gathered around the sofas.

Alex walks through and they all immediately look up.

“Alex!” Greetings are yelled happily and Sam comes skipping over to her.

“Hey babe.” Sam grins and leans in for a kiss, capturing Alex’s lips. The redhead responds enthusiastically and wraps her arms around the brunette.

“Al-EXXXX!” A voice whines at the pair.

The redhead immediately stops and gapes at the familiar voice.

“Babe?” Sam asks with a frown on her face. Worried about Alex’s reaction.

Alex quickly turns to Emma, snuggled into Lena’s arms. “Ah come on! You did the same with Lena and I!” Emma laughs and grins at her sister. Lena chuckles and kisses the top of Emma’s head.

Alex shakes her head and smiles back. Feelings of love and happiness stir within the Director as she quickly makes her way over to her baby sister. Kara kneels on the sofa to grab a hug as Alex passes. The redhead quickly embraces her other blonde sister but keeps her eyes on Emma. Whose chatting and joking with the group. Her bright laughter rings clearly around the room.

When Alex steps back from the hug with Kara Emma jumps to her feet and closes the gap between them. Launching herself at the redhead and wrapping her arms around her.

Alex happily sighs, smelling Emma’s vanilla shampoo as she buries her head into her mass of wavy blonde hair.

The sisters pull apart when suddenly there is a loud gunshot. Alex spins around, trying to find the source of the noise. The Superfriends gasp and yell. But they are all staring with wide eyes at Alex. Causing the redhead to frown and her eyes darting to each person in the room.

“Al-” Emma's gurgled voice makes Alex immediately turn back. The redhead’s eyes widen at the increasing bloodstain on her sister’s t-shirt. “Why?”

“Emma!” Lena screams as the blonde begins to collapse.

Alex manages to catch Emms and goes to place her hand over the wound. Put instead finds a gun in her hand.

“What?”

“You shot her.” Brainy says accusingly, his eyes blazing with anger.

“No, I-”

“But, you did.” Nia spits out, shaking with anger.

“We all saw it.” Sam’s furious eyes stare into Alex’s.

Alex glares down at the gun and drops it. She tightens her hold on her baby sister and presses down on the wound. Trying to stop the seemingly endless flow of blood.

Emma gurgles out in pain as blood dispells from her mouth and more and more blood oozes from the wound.

“No, no, Emma, hold on okay?” Alex says quickly while pressing even harder over the wound.

“Al.” Emma croaks out. The redhead’s gaze shifts to Emma’s half closed hazel green eyes. Her breathing becoming progressively laboured. Her face turning increasingly pale and losing all colour.

“No, Emma, please.” Alex sobs as Emma gasps for breath. Until finally she stills. Her eyes staring at nothing.

“Emma!” Alex yells, trying to bring her baby sister back. “Emma! I’m sorry! Emma!”

“Alex?” A muffled voice calls out to her.

“Emma!” Alex yells again and shakes her unresponsive baby sister. Her head flopping side to side from Alex’s movements.

“Alex.”

“Emma please!” Alex weeps and holds her close to her chest.

“Alex!”

Alex’s eyes fly open and focus on Kara staring worriedly down at her.

“Alex?” Kara asks softly, trying not to spook her agitated sister. “You're okay. It was just a dream.” Cautiously the blonde reaches out and rests a comforting hand on Alex’s shoulder.

Alex sits up and puts her head in her hands. Breathing deeply to try and calm her racing heart.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Kara asks softly as she rubs Alex’s shoulder.

Lowering her hands, Alex brokenly stares at her sister. “I- I shot her.”

“Who?”

“Em-” Before Alex can finish her baby sister’s name she bursts into tears. Hiding her face from Kara.

“Oh Alex.” Kara wraps her arms around the distraught redhead and swallows deeply. Trying to hold in her own emotions that are threatening to overspill from Alex’s cries. She feels Alex’s muscles tensing but soon loosen and somewhat relax into the embrace.

Kara eventually manages to calm Alex down and persuades her to lie back down. They don’t go back to sleep. Thoughts from the past few weeks infiltrate their minds. Instead they just hold each other and listen to each other’s breathing.

The sisters don’t know how long they stay laying there when the doors swing open. Eliza, Sam and Lucy walk through with bags of food and a drinks tray.

“Goooood morning!” Eliza beams at her daughters. “Happy release day!”

Lucy snorts and places the drink tray on the table. Sam is also smiling but it slowly fades when she notices how tired they both look. The bags under Alex’s eyes and the haunted presence within them.

“You guys okay?” Sam asks softly.

“Tough night.” Kara responds vaguely as she sits up and stretches.

Sam frowns slightly and places the food on the table. Kara immediately zooms over to it and opens the first bag. The corner of her mouth lifts up at the sight of the box of sticky buns. She grabs it and zooms back over to Alex and hands her one.

“Thanks Kara.” Alex slowly sits up and indulges in a bite of the still warm sticky bun, causing a little moan to escape at the sweet taste. Sam smiles at the noise and holds out her coffee cup, which the redhead takes with a grateful smile.

She blinks as she remembers the part of her dream where Sam treated her like her girlfriend. Alex’s cheek starts to colour when she thinks about their kiss. In an attempt to hide it Alex takes a long sip of her coffee.

But soon Alex’s mind shifts and is filled with blood seeping from Emma’s torso and mouth. Slowly she lowers the cup and glares at the sticky bun in her hand. Her appetite promptly disappeared. However, she knows it will raise questions if she doesn’t finish it.

Especially from her Mom.

Reluctantly, Alex lifts the bun to her lips and she starts taking bites out of it. Trying to chew even though it feels like she is eating sand and not a sweet, sugary breakfast.

“-you think Alex?” Lucy’s voice brings Alex back into the room. The redhead’s eyes dart between the four women who are looking at her expectantly. They had pulled the chairs from the table over to the bed with Kara sitting next to Alex.

She quickly swallows the food in her mouth. “I’m sorry, I must have zoned out.” Alex says apologetically. “What were you saying?”

“It’s okay, the coffee hasn’t kicked in yet?” Lucy jokes lightly. “I was saying I’m planning to have a housewarming party tonight.”

“We think it will do you both some good, spend time with those who love you.” Eliza looks pointedly at both her daughters.

Sam’s eyes drift down to Kara’s hands, noticing how she is almost breaking her cup with how tight she’s holding it.

“Will, umm, will-” Kara goes to fiddle with her glasses but soon realises they aren’t there, so runs her hand through her hair.

“Will Emma be there?” Lucy finishes for her and both sisters nod. “I communicated with her yesterday and she wants you two to decide.”

Alex feels her shoulders sag as she stares down at her lap. Weighing up the pros and cons for seeing her baby sister again so soon. She is desperate for things to return to normal, but part of her is unsure if they ever can. Emma’s swollen face as she was dying under her hands still haunts Alex.

“Will there be precautions in place? Like a dimmer or-”

“Kara stop!” Sam interrupts the nervous Superhero. “It’s been weeks since there was any trace of R.K in your system. You’ve proven over and over that you both are of sound mind.”

“And if it makes you feel any better J’onn has agreed to watch over you.” Eliza takes a deep breath as Sam slouches back into her chair. “But Sam is right. You both need to start moving forward. The three of you need each other.”

Alex lifts her head and focuses on Kara. They silently communicate, something that used to drive Eliza up the wall. Especially how easily Alex and Emma could know what each other were thinking with just a quick glance. Regularly plotting pranks and mischief.

The sisters look back at the three women and they nod.

“Great! It’s gonna be really chilled! A few games, food, that kind of thing.” Lucy says eagly, waving her hand around to emphasise her point. The sister’s just nod again, their expressions remain hesitant.

Eliza silently sighs as she finishes her croissant. Disappointment spread across her heart. She had been so hopeful after witnessing her daughters’ interaction the other day.

‘Just a small step back.’ Eliza tries to reassure herself. She has been seeing her own therapist to work through the emotions and trauma she experienced. Wanting to be there for her daughters.

Sam tips her head back as she drains the last of her drink and throws it across the room at the bin. It lands perfectly inside causing a smile to grace Alex’s face.

“Bet you can’t do that again?” Alex challenges and hands Sam her empty cup.

“Alex, you know it’s completely useless to bet against a Kryptonian? Right?” Kara rolls her eyes and chuckles at her sister, who just shrugs and watches Sam.

“I need to know what we’re betting on.” Sam twirls the cup in her hand.

“How about dinner?” Lucy suggests before taking a big bite of her bear claw, challenging Alex’s glare.

Sam raises an eyebrow at the redhead. “I make the shot you pay for dinner?”

“You miss the shot, then you pay for dinner.” Alex smirks and ignores the wide eyes Lucy and Kara are giving each other.

Sam keeps her eyes on Alex as she flings the cup behind her. It lands perfectly in the bin, not even touching the sides.

Lucy and Kara burst into loud cheers and Eliza smiles with amusement.

“Looks like you’ll be paying.” Sam says cheekily and stands from the chair. “I’m sorry to leave but I need to head into work.”

“Aw, can’t you stay?” Kara pouts, enjoying the morning's entertainment. At least something was working out well for them.

“Unfortunately not. Lena has today off and we need a senior member in the office due to the backlog.”

“What backlog?” Alex tilts her head at Sam’s response.

“Things have picked up recently.” Sam says lightly and picks up her bag. “Busy, busy, busy!”

She quickly gives everyone a hug, pausing longer as she wraps her arms around Alex.

“See you tonight!” Sam grins at them before rushing from the room.

They watch her whiz away and Alex’s eyes dart to Lucy. “What backlog?”

Lucy subconsciously shuffles in her seat from Alex’s questioning gaze. “As Sam said, things have been busy recently.”

“But-”

“Alex, it’s okay.” Eliza quickly cuts her daughter off.

The redhead shifts her jaw to the side, not liking how her Mom interrupted her. She looks down as Kara’s hand gently holds onto her, trying to keep her calm.

“Good morning ladies.” J’onn’s voice causes the women to look at the door as he marches towards them.

“Morning J’onn!” Kara calls, waving and smiles at him as he sits in Sam’s occupied seat. He greets them all with a small smile, Alex can’t help but notice his smile widens slightly when his eyes connect with her Mom’s. Or the fact they keep holding eye contact.

“So!” Alex slaps her hands together, breaking whatever was going on between her Mom and J’onn. “Have you decided when we can return to work?”

J’onn sighs and leans forward in his chair. “We think you should take a few more days off-”

“J’o-” Alex immediately begins to interrupt him. Her blood starts to heat up as her frustration builds. But J’onn holds his hand up to stop her and continues.

“-just so you can settle back into life outside of these four walls.”

“And what about me?” Kara’s grip tightens slightly around Alex’s hand. The redhead squeezes back.

“The city has been quiet recently, but, any major incidents I will come out with you.” J’onn says reassuringly and Kara nods. Knowing she cannot go against the other alien.

J’onn turns his attention back to Alex. “We will do daily reviews and return you back to your post as soon as we can. You have my word on that.”

Alex bows her head and takes a deep breath.

“We can do this. Together.” Kara says passionately and Alex places her other hand on top of her sisters.

“Together.”

-- -- --

Emma slowly blinks her eyes open as she feels someone shifting next to her. Trying to get out of her arms.

“Sorry love, go back to sleep.” Lena’s voice coos softly as she strokes Emma’s cheek with the back of her hand. Her eyes travel up and down the blonde’s toned, naked form. Grabbing the blanket she covers her girlfriend but gasps as loving hazel green eyes open and lock on hers.

The corner of Emma’s mouth lifts sleepily and she raises her hand to softly cup Lena’s jaw.

“Ek!” Lena yelps as Emma uses her other hand to pull Lena on top of her, kicking the blanket off and curling her legs around the raven haired beauty. “Emma!” Lena laughs and squeals while Emma repeatedly plants kisses around her face. Eventually Emma stops and runs her fingers up and down Lena’s exposed back. Feeling the scratches she placed there last night during an intense moment of Lena using the strap on her.

Lena sighs happily but knows she needs to get up and raises herself up while still laying on top of her girlfriend. Her still very naked girlfriend. “What are you smirking about?” Lena tilts her head, her hair falling partly over her face, causing her to try and blow it away.

Emma lets out a puff of air, laughing at the raven haired beauty and tucks the offending piece of hair behind Lena’s ear.

“Thank you.” Lena bows her head and places a soft kiss on Emma’s lips. The blonde instantly deepens the kiss and Lena chuckles but regretfully breaks it. “Sorry love, I need to do a bit of work.” The CEO apologises and slides off of Emma, trying to ignore the pout and puppy dog eyes Emma is no doubt giving her. One look and Lena would promptly jump back into bed.

She quickly dresses into her underwear, a pair of Emma’s sweatpants, t-shirt and grabs one of the hoodies on the way to the kitchen. Lena can’t help but grin at the clothes that had been thrown around the apartment from last night.

Grabbing a water bottle from the fridge Lena makes her into the home office. Taking a few sips Lena sits and starts up her computer to start working through the many emails and paperwork that has been waiting for her.

Barely an hour has passed and an instant messenger notification pops up on her screen.

Sam: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

‘Uh oh.’ Lena thinks but quickly writes a vague response.

Lena: What do you mean?

Sam: Why are you online and have been working for almost an hour?

Lena: I just wanted to get some work done and will be finished soon.

Sam: Bullshit! I am logging you out of your computer. Go spend time with Em!

Lena: Sam Arias if you even-

The CEO scoffs as her computer logs her out before she could even finish her threat. Knowing there was no point trying to attempt to log back in, Lena stands from her desk chair. She stretches and heads back into the living room.

Music draws her attention to the kitchen and she smiles widely at a clothed Emma who is dancing along to the radio while chopping up some food. As she draws closer Emma lifts her head up and beams at her, making Lena’s knees become like jelly.

“What are you making?” Lena glances at the many ingredients on the island.

“Omelette. Do you want one?”

“Please.” Lena sits on one of the stools and watches as Emma grabs another pan and the eggs. “So, has Lucy confirmed what’s happening tonight?”

Emma nods and places the knife down to sign. “They agreed I can come too. So that’s positive! Coffee?”

“Yes please.” Emma quickly turns and grabs Lena’s favorite mug and fills it from a cafetiere. Placing it in front of Lena, Emma gets back to her tasks of making their omelettes. “Thank you and yes that is good news.”

Emma nods and smiles at her girlfriend, almost causing Lena to choke on her coffee.

Oh don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me

Emma looks at the radio and starts bobbing along to the song as she mouths the words.

I said you're holding back

She said shut up and dance with me

Lena giggles as Emma starts putting on a show for her, shaking her hips and ridiculously mimes along.

This woman is my destiny

She said oh oh oh

Shut up and dance with me

Shutting the hob off Emma dances around the island and holds her hand out to her girlfriend.

“Em! You know I can’t dance!” Lena whines and pouts.

“Oh I’m sorry! Do we have an audience in the apartment I don’t know about?” Emma motions around the room and scrunches up her cheek.

“Fine.” Lena takes Emma’s hand and allows herself to be pulled from the stool. Emma takes her other hand and they start dancing together. Lena feels embarrassed. Knowing she can’t move as well as Emma but the blonde doesn’t care. She wraps an arm around Lena’s waist and holds her other hand, twirling them around.

“Emma!” Lena laughs loudly and lets go of the blonde. Allowing herself to move with the music, no matter how silly she thinks she looks.

When the song ends Emma gently kisses her lips and pats her ass. She goes to head back to the hob and continue making their food. But Lena grabs her hand and pulls her back. Placing a passionate kiss on her girlfriend’s lips.

Although Emma can’t make noise Lena knows how she is feeling by how Emma’s body moves against her. The way her hand gently caresses her face and the other runs up and down her body. Emma has always been tactical, something Lena struggled with at first, especially when she first met Kara. But now, Emma’s touch is everything.

Breakfast forgotten Lena starts pushing Emma onto the sofa. Causing Emma to let out a breath of surprise and grin up at the raven haired beauty before Lena straddles her. They reconnect their lips and start moving as one, unable to get enough of each other.

-- -- --

Hours later Kara is flying around the earth for an unspecified amount of time. She just wants to be left alone to think and enjoys the feeling of the sun on her face.

“Supergirl?” Winn’s voice crackles through the comms link in her ear.

“Yes, Winn?”

“Lucy wanted me to remind you it’s almost six.”

“And where are you?”

“At Lucy’s.” Kara can almost hear the ‘duh’ in her friend’s voice.

“Who else is there?”

“Everyone other than you, Lena and Emma.”

Kara tilts her head in confusion but steers herself in the direction of National City. “Okay, I’m on my way. Does Lucy need me to pick anything up?”

“Nope, just yourself.”

“Alright. See you soon.” Kara ends the link and takes a deep, steadying breath through her nose. Her jaw clenches and she tries to go through the calming exercises Doctor Jackson has taught her.

Feeling a bit more grounded, Kara lands in an alleyway by Lucy’s new apartment. She quickly disengages her suit and heads to the entrance of the building. Planting on a convincing smile, Kara runs up the flight of stairs, wanting to avoid the elevator. Soon Kara is standing outside Lucy’s front door and she slowly raises her fist to knock.

Letting off a few rhythmic, quick taps the blonde superhero waits for the door to open. Hearing someone approach from the other side, Kara prepares herself.

“Kara!” Lucy smiles brightly at her and pulls the blonde into a hug. “You made it!” The brunette lets go and opens the door fully to allow Kara to enter.

“I’m sorry I don’t have a housewarming gift or- something.” Kara fiddles with her glasses and stares at the modern open planned apartment. “Wow. Your place is amazing.”

“Yea it was a steal!” Lucy leads Kara to the kitchen area to get her a drink. “The couple before it hadn’t seen its potential and had aged decor that was definitely not my style. So new, well, everything, and here we are. Drink?”

“Er sure, vodka tonic?”

“Coming right up! Make yourself at home.” Lucy smiles at Kara before getting the things needed for the blonde’s drink.

Kara nods and wanders over to the lounge area where all of her friends are sitting.

“Kara!” Nia yells happily and jumps to her feet to give the blonde a hug, with Ruby right behind her.

“Hey!” Kara genuinely smiles at the pair and gives them a warm hug. Ruby holding onto her a bit longer as she explains the new drama between the love triangle of her friends.

“Gosh! So-” Kara blinks trying to make sense of it all when Ruby finally takes a breath. “Claire is now with Ri? But she thought she was straight and…”

Alex snorts at how she can practically see the clogs working in Kara’s as she tries to figure out the new teen drama. Eliza smiles over at her daughter and they roll their eyes fondly at each other.

“Yaha!” Ruby says happily and kneels next to the coffee table by her Mom. Grabbing a handful of crisps from the bowl. “It’s all the school can talk about! Which is nice since all they’ve been talking about is-”

“Rubes! Save some food for the others!” Sam quickly interrupts, knowing Ruby was about to reveal the mini shrines of Emma that had been placed around the school from dedicated fans.

Thankfully, taking the hint, Ruby stops and passes the bowl around.

“And how’s school work going? In general, I mean.” Kara sits opposite Ruby and grabs a huge handful herself when the bowl is placed back on the table.

“Well-”

A knock makes Ruby pause for a second before she continues telling Kara her favourite subjects and what the teachers are like. She has already told Kara this many times but the blonde Superhero enjoys hearing about a subject that is completely normal and isn’t related to what's happened over the past few weeks.

Both sister’s keep their attention on the teenager as they hear Lucy enthusiastically greet Lena and Emma.

Eliza excuses herself and heads straight for her youngest daughter. Crushing her in a mama bear hug. Also surprising Lena when she gives her one too.

Sam grins at the sight and drains her beer before getting up.

“I’m getting another” Sam points at her empty can. “Does anyone want anything?”

Choruses of no greet her making the brunette turn towards the kitchen and approach the trio.

“Hey!” Sam smiles and hugs Lena from behind.

“I’m not talking to you.” Lena huffs and keeps her body rigid.

“Aww why? What did I do now?” Sam whines and winks at Emma who is watching them curiously.

“You logged me out.” Lena responds matter of factly, causing Sam to snort and lean close to Lena’s ear.

“Well, it seems like a good idea, since your neck is covered in hickeys.” Sam teases, but before Lena can respond Emma, unfortunately, chose that moment to take a swig of her soda. Promptly choking on the liquid as her breath of surprise makes it go the wrong way.

“Sweetheart?” Eliza quickly pats Emma’s back hard as the blonde voicelessly coughs and splutters. Lena goes to help her girlfriend but Sam keeps her arms tightly wrapped around her.

Emma holds up a hand to signal she is okay and massages her throat as she tries to get her breathing under control.

“Emma?” Ruby rushes over, her face full of worry. “Are you okay?”

Emma nods and gives the teen a thumbs up.

“Great!” Ruby yells and flings her arms around the blonde, making Emma let out a breath of shock and simultaneously tensing for a brief moment.

“Rubes! Remember you need to be gentle with the puny humans!” Sam jokes, letting go of Lena and ruffles her daughter’s hair. “Sorry Em.”

Emma shrugs her shoulders and hugs the teen back. It wasn’t like Ruby’s tackle hadn’t hurt her or anything. She didn’t even move or feel like she was being knocked over.

Soon Ruby lets go and grabs a few snacks from the island.

“So your powers are starting to develop?” Emma signs before taking a handful of grapes and popping them in her mouth.

“Yea! Mom’s been teaching me and hopefully Kara and Alex can help too.”

“What came first?” Emma signs and she can’t help but remember the time Alex tried to experiment with Kara’s powers. Emma mainly stood on the sidelines and watched, knowing they shouldn’t but too fascinated to leave her sisters alone.

“My strength! I can lift a car!”

“Only a little way.” Sam bumps her shoulder into Ruby’s before focusing on Emma and Lena. “This one is still a bit of an unknown, being part human, part Kryptonian.” The brunette boops her daughter’s nose, making Ruby scrunch it up. “So we can’t push it.”

“Yes Mom…” Ruby rolls her eyes and quickly escapes to the group around the sofa.

Emma watches her and her eyes connect with dark brown and crystal blue ones. Emma smiles warmly at her sisters, who return it. Although, Emma can see a slight tightness in their faces.

“Go to them.” Lena whispers softly in Emma’s ear and nudges her forward.

Lena watches as Emma takes a deep breath and follows Ruby towards the sofas. Kara stands slowly, as if making any sudden movements would spook Emma. But the two blonde sisters immediately embrace and Lena smiles sadly as Alex hesitantly joins them. Even Lena can see how tense the redhead’s shoulders are. Which Emma seems to sense too as she soothingly rubs her sister’s back.

A buzzer screeches out across the apartment making Emma jump at the sudden noise.

“You okay?” Alex asks as she pulls away from the group hug. Kara also frowns slightly at Emma, having also felt her jump.

Emma smiles sheepishly. “Yea, the buzzer was loud.” She tries to explain and shrugs before flopping onto the sofa.

“It wasn’t that loud.” Alex comments but sits next to the blonde. “So, why were you and Lena late?”

Immediately Kara swoops into the empty space next to Emma. She grins and shakes her head, taking a sip from her drink.

A blush creeps on Emma’s cheeks and she lifts a hand to hide her beaming smile. Feeling a bit self conscious and shy.

“So the move went well?” Alex takes pity on her and asks a different question. She reaches out to play with Emma’s long wavy hair, something she would naturally do, but for a moment she pauses.

Emma nods and smiles as Alex begins to curl her hair around her finger. “Yes, it went very well. She actually has space for me in her wardrobe!”

“You’re sleeping in the walk-in wardrobe?” Kara asks, a bit confused.

Emma lets out a snort and a quick burst of air. Shaking her hand she raises her hands to sign again. “I meant my clothes. She made room for my clothes in her wardrobe.”

“Ahhh. Yeah that makes more sense.” Kara laughs and Alex gives her a small smile.

“And I’m sure it's way too soon, but how are you two doing?” Emma looks back and forth between her two sisters.

“Er, fine!” Kara lifts her hand up casually. “I did a few laps, cleaned, looked through emails. That kind of thing.” She shrugs and settles more into the sofa.

Emma watches her carefully but before she can ask anymore Lucy interrupts her.

“Pizza!”

Ruby whoops and zooms towards the island. But a blur gets there before her. “Hey! No fair!” She yells at Kara who is already piling her plate.

Emma grins and shakes her head. Looking back over at Alex, her smile fades slightly as she catches her sister’s emotional eyes watching her.

Alex immediately schools her expression and as she goes to get up Emma places a hand on hers.

“Em?”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Pretty much what Kara said. Did normal, mundane things.” Alex crosses her arms tight over her chest. “Nothing exciting to report. Unfortunately. Or fortunately.”

Emma nods and gives her sister a warm smile. “Pizza? Before the Kryptonians eat it all?”

“Sounds like a plan.” Alex stands and pulls Emma up. As they walk to the island, where everyone else is standing, the redhead places an arm around her sister’s shoulders. Emma grins, copying her sister and lays her head against Alex’s.

-- -- --

The night continues with laughter and banter as the superfriends fall back into the normal routine of hanging out together.

That is until Emma goes to sign something but someone cuts her off or Emma voiceless laughs, expelling heavy breaths, which cuts her sisters deeply. Emma notices this and always tries to smile reassuringly at them, sensing the slight tension in the air.

“Are we going to play something?” Ruby asks, getting a bit bored of all the talking and catching up everyone was doing.

“What game do you suggest?” Sam smiles at her daughter as she thinks. “It needs to be something we can all play.”

“Pictionary? Charades?”

“Pictionary!” Lucy jumps up and rushes to her home office. She comes back with a huge conference board flip chart and sets it up. “Okay! So teams!” She looks around the room. “How about those on each sofa?”

“That ain’t fair!” Winn motions to the sofa Emma, Kara and Alex were sitting on and Lena was on Emma’s lap. “They have a weird sisterly bond and can read each other's mind! And don’t get me started on your team!” Winn points at the other sofa with Brainy, J’onn and Nia on.

“Winn, it’s fine.” Sam laughs but gives him a knowing look that shuts him up.

The teams end up being sofa one, aka The Champion team, name chosen by Ruby and Winn while Sam and Eliza just shake their heads in amusement at her teammates.

Sofa two, aka The Dream team, consisted of Brainy, Lucy, Nia and J’onn. The group laughs loudly as Nia reveals the name.

Sofa three, aka The A Team, which is the go to name for the Danvers. Lena feels slightly awkward, as if she was interrupting their moment and offered to swap with Eliza but Emma’s arms, encasing her waist, kept her from moving off her lap. Eliza thanks her but reassures that she is happy where she is.

“Right! Team The Champions! Are you ready?” Lucy gets the card out of the holder. “Whose drawing?”

“Oh me!” Ruby’s hand shoots up in the air.

Lucy quickly checks the word to make sure Ruby will know what it is. She hands the teen the card and turns the egg timer.

Chaos ensues as Ruby draws quickly and her team starts screaming random words that could work with the lines she is drawing.

Emma looks at Alex and unlatches her hands from Lena to sign behind her back. “Priest.”

The redhead looks back at the board and suddenly sees it. The dog collar Ruby was trying to draw around a stick figure's neck and the cross.

They watch in amusement as the group yell different things and all Ruby could do was stab the dog collar over and over.

“Time!”

“PRIEST!!” Ruby yells exasperatedly and flops onto the sofa in a huff.

“Oh of course!” Sam slaps her forehead.

“Sorry Ruby.” Eliza places a hand on the teen’s shoulder. “I thought it was something else and once my mind is onto something it’s hard to change it.”

“And don’t we know it.” Alex sasses and takes a big gulp of her drink.

“Alex!” Kara laughs loudly and Emma joins her with a few big exhales of breath.

Alex quickly glances at the blonde before focusing on the second team.

“Okay Nia. We are one.” Brainy sits on the edge of the cushion and doesn’t blink as he keeps focused on his girlfriend. Lucy hands Sam the egg timer and the game starts again.

Emma purses her lips forward, reacting to how cute the pair are being. Looking up at her own girlfriend she wraps her arms around Lena’s waist and pulls her down.

“Em!” Lena squeaks as she suddenly finds herself laid down on Emma’s shoulder. The blonde responds by kissing Lena’s cheek and nuzzling her neck. “Hi love.”

“Small person!” Lucy screams and Nia quickly shakes her head. “Dammit!”

“Big person?!” J’onn holds his hands up and Nia rolls her wrists over and over, hinting they were on the right track.

Brainy’s eyes dart over the stick figures on the paper. How each one was getting bigger and bigger. His brain computing the possibilities.

“Do you know what it is?” Alex whispers to Emma, who nods in response. She moves her hands so only Alex and Lena can see.

“Giant.”

“Basketball player?!” Lucy screams and looks panicky at the timer.

“Giant!” Brainy yells just as the last piece of sand falls.

“YES!” Nia jumps up and down in excitement and Emma claps a few times in applause. The others join in with her and give whoops of approval.

Emma smirks as she watches Winn’s clouded face, especially when Nia rolls the dice and it lands on a six.

“It’s got a triangle by it.” Nia informs as she looks at the card.

“Means it's an all play round.” Lucy explains. “Right teams! Choose your drawer!” She grabs some paper and places it by each team.

“Peanut?” Alex turns to Emma.

“But Emma’s the best guesser!” Kara argues but closes her mouth when Alex gives her a look to be quiet.

Emma shrugs and helps Lena up so she can go to Nia to look at the word on the card. Nia smirks at her and Emma lets out a loud breath as she reads it. Sam joins in when she looks at the card as well.

“May the odds be ever in your favour.” Emma signs and kneels by the sofa. Placing the paper on a book to lean on. “You need to be quick with this!” Emma signs at her group.

“Hey! No communicating beforehand!” Winn yells and Emma sticks her tongue out at him.

“Okay, ready?” Lucy asks and everyone confirms. “Three, two, one, go!”

Lena stands over Emma’s shoulder and watches as her hand almost blurs as she draws.

“A gun?” Alex quirks her head to the side.

“Water pistol?!” Kara yells over the noise of the other teams and bounces excitedly.

“Silencer!” Alex claps and Emma lifts her hands in the air in triumph.

“HOW?!” Sam screeches and stomps over to look at Emma’s drawing. “Oh, that’s pretty good.”

“What do you expect? My girlfriend’s an artist after all.” Lena says smugly and kisses Emma’s head.

“Blurgh! There’s children present!” Lucy hollars from the other sofa and a pillow flies straight for her head. “Hey!” She splutters and Emma grins at her.

“Okay A Team, let's see if you can do two in a row.” Sam rounds her shoulders back to look intimidating.

“Bring it.” Kara stands and tries to look as intimidating as the brunette.

“No sweetie.” Alex pulls Kara back down to the sofa and wraps an arm around her.

“Em?” Lucy grabs their attention. “Do you wanna go again?”

Emma looks back at her team who nod for her to do the main one herself. She shrugs and gets up to take the card from Lucy.

But something strange happens. Emma misjudges where the coffee table is and the world blurs slightly. Her foot catches on the corner of the table and she goes flying towards the other sofa. Landing heavily in a heap on the floor.

“Sweetheart!” Eliza quickly kneels next to her daughter whose shoulders are moving up and down rapidly.

Emma sits up and her face is flushed with embarrassment but she is silently laughing at herself.

“And I thought Kara was the klutz.” Winn muses and the blonde superhero shoots him an offended look.

“Well they are sisters.” Nia agrees and laughs with him.

“Technically-”

Nia quickly interrupts Brainy. “I know, it’s a joke.” She places a hand on his thigh.

“Oh! Yes! Good one!” Brainy smiles and nods in approval.

Emma gets up and dusts herself off. Her head aches and her eyes hurt but that isn’t anything new.

“Here's the card.” Lucy says as she hands it to her.

Emma reads it and eyebrows shoot up at the word. Alps

“Yea! Good luck with that.” Lucy snorts. “Get ready Champs.”

“Ions. The Champ-ions.” Winn tries to correct her but Lucy playfully ignores him.

“Okay Emma! You got this!” Kara claps and leans forward. Alex and Lena copy her, ready to make the correct guess.

“Three, two, one, go!”

Emma quickly sketches out a map of Europe, showing the tell tale signs of Italy and France.

“Europe!” Lena yells and Emma does a thumbs up before circling where the Alps are placed.

“Switzerland?” Kara asks quickly.

Emma rolls her wrist letting them know they are on the right track. She starts drawing big, jagged mountains.

“The Alps!” Lena screams and Emma nods immediately.

“How did you get that?” Lucy’s eyes go wide.

“Because they also have a weird, soulmate connection.” Winn huffs as he leans back against the sofa. Eliza pats his head a few times.

“Roll the dice Em.” Alex holds the die out and Emma rolls it.

The game goes on for quite some time with much laughter and tantrums. But the clear winners become the A Team. Winning on the word chandelier that Alex immediately gets.

“I’m telling you it’s null and void!” Winn huffs as he stomps to help clear up.

“Look! Just because they have some weird, mental connection, does not mean they didn’t win that fair and square.” Lucy argues back, still impressed with Emma’s drawing of The Phantom Of The Opera mask and the famous chandelier.

Once the apartment is cleared of rubbish everyone starts saying their goodbyes. Emma gets hugged the most and finally it's her sister's turn.

“Night Em.” Kara hesitantly wraps her arms around her baby sister. Almost barely touching her. “Sleep well.” Kara quickly lets go, racing for the door. Emma’s shoulders slump slightly as she watches her go.

“Hey.” Alex turns Emma’s attention to her and holds out her arms. Emma dives into them immediately and Alex closes her eyes as she holds her there. The images of her dream invade her mind so Alex snaps her eyes back open. Involuntarily going rigid at the memory.

Emma steps back and gives the redhead a sad smile.

“Love you.”

“Love you too.” Alex answers almost automatically and heads for the door. She rushes down to her motorbike in the garage and shoves the helmet over her head and turns on the ignition. Roaring the beast to life she zooms out of the underground garage and onto the streets. Trying to force the images of a bloodied Emma out of her mind as she speeds into the night.

(Twenty Eight)

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✦ just an arrangement - Draco Malfoy x Reader (part 1)

summary: the return to the school year with the dark mark is hard enough, but now they must fulfill a more intimate request or they expect a happily ever after with an old death eater.

warnings: none

word count: 1,950

a/n: i’m pretty excited about this so i hope u like it. if u wanna be part of my (still non-existent) tag list for this fic, just tell me :)

a starry night full of light illuminated the sky. very different from the humor y/n was holding.

she saw herself in the mirror, immersed in constant pain, both physical and emotional. her arm, freshly marked by the dark lord, felt almost on fire, stitches and burns that were almost impossible to hold. thanks to her childhood surrounded by darkness due to the alliances of her families, she herself already knew how to create her own healing potions that sootheed her wounds for at least a while.

she was only sixteen, but had a higher weight on her back than any teenager. she was not the only one, her classmate, draco malfoy, had and was suffering a life very similar to hers. but he wasn't very good at hiding it, his thinner body and marked dark circles revealed his stress. but y/n was always a better actress, no one had ever seen the bruises on her arms, nor had she been seen decaying. on the contrary she was known for being one of the sweetest and most positive people with every hogwarts student. thing that put his hair on end, ‘how could she be so calm with everything that was going on?’ she knew a war was coming but he always saw her smiling sweetly at every person who crossed her path. how many times had he smiled that sixth year of hogwarts? maybe not one.

but as he noticed her big white smiles, she noticed the lack of his. she knew what he was going through, his task was very complicated and terrifying, y/n had been lucky enough to be out of the instant murder of her own headmaster, but she had to be in charge of repairing the vanishing cabinet.

they were not friends or anything close to the word, they were acquaintanced despite the number of encounters they had during the months, due to the similar connection of their parents. both only children, completely alone on their way to giving their full life to who-must-not-be-named. y/n did not want to be alone, since she was a child, she had tried to approach the blonde and become his friend, but he did not acknowledge receipt.

"hello, draco! my house elf made pumpkin pie, would you like a piece?" a small y/n took small leaps in her freshly ironed dark blue dress.

"I'd rather die than try something of yours," an eleven-year-old draco disgustingly expressed to the girl who was just looking for his sympathy.

a sympathy that, despite the passage of the years, she had never found. y/n had stopped trying, had stopped fraternizing with draco in the fourth year, when she had slightly begun to develop a crush on him. and she was, and is, smart enough to know that if her hormonal heart kept hearing his wretched words, she would have an almost irreparable broken heart. but it didn't work, because even though he ignored her, she couldn't get him out of her mind. and seeing him at least twice a month at her home, dressed in his pristine suit and his fine hair combed did not help.

"y/n since when is your roasted chicken more important than good gossip?" millicent spoke with her mouth full of crushed potatoes, spitting slightly.

"since always, millie" y/n was not at a time in her life where an adolescent gossip filled all her senses.

"you're very boring... so, it turns out ginevra weasley is in love with potter!"

"I'm not at all surprised, weirdos like weirdos" pansy parkinson, despite the years that elapsed, did not seem to forget her hatred of gryffindor and everything related to it, especially the golden trio and its own close ones.

it was a Friday night and despite the icy weather and sun falling much earlier, the great hall was full of students enjoying their dinners. at the slytherin table there were most students, but there wasn't any sign of draco malfoy... but she spoke very quickly.

"get up" a big, cold hand, adorned with silver rings and emeralds that stood out on his pale skin, grabbed y/n by the arm and pulled her with intent to lift her out of the seat.

"sorry?" she looked up to see the blonde with a serious countenance, staring at her.

"hey, we're talking you can't take her that way!" spoke one of her friends but it was too late, y/n was already standing on draco’s side, who kept holding her arm tightly.

"shut your mouth, bulstrode" and with that, draco began to walk quickly without looking back, which she thanked as he would not see her in a hurry and almost stepping on her own feet.

arriving on the seventh floor, finally, a large door suddenly appeared on a white wall, capturing the complete attention of y/n. draco did not hesitate and submerged them both inside the unknown room which turned out to be too small for its immense door.

'the room of requirement' thought y/n immediately, but why did it appear before them? she wondered.

it was the first time y/n and draco had crossed word for at least five months, since the first time they both attended a death eaters meeting as official members. she still remembers how her body trembled and as his did too, but the firm hand of lucius on his back almost held him in his place. she also recalls that their seats were facing each other, and that she saw him swallow heavily when, after the meeting, he saw the girl accidentally shed a salty tear.

"may I ask you what we are doing here?" y/n’s voice sounded shy and calm despite having draco in front of her swinging from one place to the other, regardless of the small space. he did not speak and it had been more than five minutes that they were inside the room and the idea of leaving had crossed y/n’s thoughts, but she knew what he was going through, so she decided to wait.

"you're my girlfriend now..." draco's body stood violently in front of her, leaving a reasonable distance. he didn't look her in the eye, but she knew he was serious.

"what the-... what?"

"we have to be together, the dark lord wants it so"

"since when?..." the confusion took over her body, even though her heart was screaming, 'your crush is telling you to be together, shut up and accept!' but it wasn't that simple.

"in less than six months we will both be seventeen, your parents and mine were married at that age, and they were all already death eaters..."

"it's our turn" y/n thought out loud.

"we must not marry, just... be together...as a couple or we'll be paired with other death eater who's at least fifteen years older and I think we both know that's not a reasonable choice"

"I understand..." it was something they should do sooner or later, then they could split up and submit to some other arranged marriage. but at the moment they were both the best choice of the other. "let's do it"

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the idea of pretending to be a couple began to really settle in y/n’s head a week of the event, when draco rested his hands on her shoulders unexpectedly on a sunday for breakfast time. she wanted to bewitch herself when she felt the butterflies she hated so much flowering. those butterflies provoked by him, which she had sworn to bury years ago and which she had clearly failed to achieve.

her friends’ faces were transformed to the sudden change in the attitude of the prince of slytherin. they all noticed that they both slipped away from classes and most social situations over the weeks. but, they would never have assumed they were going away to be together, they were right. they used to escape because of the tasks indicated by who-must-not-be-named or because the terror and darkness had suddenly consumed them.

then the weeks passed and their interactions increased, because they had to increase if they wanted to make it believable.

the arrangement had begun in august and by that month, their only contact was some rubbing of hands in potions or small glances in the great hall, which however minuscule they were, they both knew that they should be noticed.

"you're doing it wrong!-emm...I think you're putting more ingredients than the necessary, y/n" sometimes she wanted her fake boyfriend to be a better actor, his voice changes were notorious, but at least that day they were lucky to be sitting with crabbe and goyle so none of them noticed his weird voice changes, and if they did, they wouldn't have the braveness to ask.

"I've made this potion multiple times, draco. to make it perfect a few drops of agrippa are never too much" the blonde’s ears were still surprised to hear his name, his actual name and not malfoy, come out of y/n’s mouth. despite his attitude towards her, which had not changed since the age of eleven, she continued to treat him delicately.

"you've done this multiple times? this is the first time we are learning potions to close wounds" the last thing he wanted was to make the cute girl uncomfortable, it wouldn't show a good image for their relationship.

"I'm only curious when it comes to potions" but y/n answered with immediate discomfort, much to the chagrin of draco.

by september, their hands were already united from class to class and their bodies were sitting together in the great hall for almost every meal, all of this causing a lot of whispers.

"your hand is sweaty" whispered draco in his ear, as they traversed long meadows to hagrid’s hut.

"sorry... is that everyone is looking at us and it's making me nervous" she wasn't used to being the center of attention, unlike him.

"just... focus on me" draco gave a squeeze to her hand, making y/n think that, finally, the boy had given in to acting cordial in their false relationship. but his phrase wasn't over, "you must do well, I won't let you ruin this."

with that said, y/n focused her thoughts on draco. how he was holding her hand, how she had imagined this so many times and how he seemed unbothered by it. but he wasn't feeling like that.

it was only in october that they first had a meeting alone, only the two of them, with no audience present.

y/n was on a sofa, very close to a large window pointing to the big forests surrounding hogwarts, in the common room. it was the early hours of the morning so the sun was orange painting the sky as if it were its own canvas, lighting everything around it, including y/n. her hard-covered book was on her lap and she moved it so gently that it seemed that her fingers floated. for draco's eyes it was something new. with semi-swollen eyes, a morning voice but perfectly clothed, he watched her from the other side of the place. he didn't think she was a morning person, so when he received the letter and decided to be the first to come down for breakfast as he couldn't fall asleep again, the last thing he thought was he was going to find her there. with her legs contracted towards her and her bright hair braided in a shedding way, was the first thing draco saw that morning. and for a moment, he thanked merlin for waking up so early.

"it's time to go" was the only thing the blonde seemed to say, when he approached the couch where she was. y/n just turned around to see him. she knew exactly what he meant.

#tom felton #harry potter #fanfic #fanfiction #draco malfoy #draco x y/n #draco x reader #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy fanfiction #imagine #one shots #hogwarts

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eorzeaisnotcrash · 3 years ago

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Day 8: Adroit

tags/warnings include: drunkenness, reference to crossdressing, rich elves do have nice clothes, I HC Emm as a lightweight, do not mess with Tataru

“You can’t,” slurs Emmanellain.

“I’ve done it before and I can do it again,” insists Tataru, who‘s drunk nearly as much as he has. The way she acts, he wouldn’t believe it if he hadn’t watched her with his own two eyes.

“I wanna see it. I wanna see you do it.”

The Lalafell polishes off her current tankard, smacking her lips appreciatively. “Fine. Give me five days.”

“But you said you did it in three last time.”

“Well, last time I wasn’t working a job AND hunting for information! And I still have to sleep, you know.”

Emmanellain stands, stretches, yawns, and nods. “Very well, then, old girl. Five days. I can hardly wait!”

“And you’d better actually put it on, since I’m going to all this trouble.”

“Of course, of course. My honor as a gentleman and all that...” And he begins to stagger home, leaning upon a concerned but silent Honoroit.

Five nights later, Emmanellain stands outside the room that currently belongs to Tataru, and knocks politely.

“Yes?” calls her voice, full of its usual cheer.

“It’s me, Emmanellain. I’m ready to see the results of our little wager.”

The door opens, and Tataru beams up at him. “Please come in!” she chirps, waving for him to do just that. “I think you’re going to love this!”

He doesn’t know where she got the dressmaker’s dummy. He doesn’t know where she got the materials. Hells, he’s still trying to figure out how she got his measurements. He does know that this odd little woman has created a garment fit to grace the wardrobe of any fine lady. Fury’s mercy, this would suit Lady Laniaitte-

“You’re allowed to touch it, you know. You’ll have to; you’re going to put it on now, right?”

The magic of the moment wears off. He shrugs. “Isn’t it enough for me to just admire your work, old girl?”

“No. We had an agreement.” Tataru is no longer smiling. “I upheld my end, now you uphold yours.”

“Well, I’ve since lost interest. Besides, I was drunk when I agreed!”

“You still gave your word as a gentleman. And I saw you were still sober enough to exchange gossip with three different patrons. Honoroit can confirm it!”

A cold sweat breaks out on Emmanellain’s forehead. “Please don’t bring Honoroit into this.”

“I won’t have to bring anyone into it if you just do what you said you would do. It’s not like I’m asking you to stroll along the bloody Hoplon in it! Do you have any idea how much work went into making this?” She jabs the air for emphasis.

“I’m sure you worked very hard on it, old girl. But... er, the hour is late, I should go, I’m sure you can alter it to fit your friend instead-“

“My friend, eh?” A smile is on her face once more. He’s not sure he likes this one. “Funny you should bring her up. I sewed everything myself, but I did have assistance measuring you and getting the materials. I’m sure you’ve noticed how bored she is, and how badly she thinks of you?”

Emmanellain still has yet to figure out why his half-brother’s dear friend cares for him slightly more than Halone cares for heretics. He nods.

“Don’t you think she would get a big laugh out of it if she just so happened to be helping out in the Sea of Clouds again, and she just so happened to visit the Rosehouse, and she just so happened to let it slip to Lady Laniaitte what you like to do in the washroom when you think nobody’s watching?”

Now his forehead and his palms are wet. “H-how do you know about that?!?”

Tataru’s grin is now so wide he swears he can see all of her teeth. “You just told me.”

(I don’t think I have to say this, but just in case, I’ll say it: Emm is a grown ass man... well, physically... and a fictional character, and I don’t care what he puts on. But I asked some folks on the discord to help me clear up something about the sucky aspects of Ishgardian high society, and based on what they told me I think the neighbors would raise a huge stink. And I imagine the idea of that disapproval would be filling his mind.)

#FFXIVWrite2021 #Tataru Taru #Emmanellain de Fortemps #my writing #do not mess with Tataru

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marauders-groupie · 5 years ago

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Top 5/Bottom 5 Fics by Kudos

I was tagged by some really talented writers: @kinetic-elaboration, @thefangirlingbarista, @eyessharpweaponshot, and @thelittlefanpire. I’ll binge-read their fics this weekend and reblog their posts so stay tuned! Thank you, guys! <3

Top 5 marauders_groupie fics by kudos

1. We Burned Bright [Bellarke, prompt fill collection, 69k words]

Kudos: 3030

Honestly, I’m not surprised. This is a prompt/one-shot collection with lots of fics so there’s something for everyone. My personal fave is “Bellamy sings at a bar in the next time over and no one knows.”

2. Livewire [Bellarke, soulmate AU, 4.2k words] Kudos: 1544

...(Jesus, when did this get so many kudos???)

Clarke Griffin finds 'Atlas' written on her wrist and Bellamy Blake sees flowers bloom on his skin.

[Soulmate au where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever the hell you want, it will show up on your soulmate's skin as well.]

3. I’d Still Stare at You [Bellarke, soulmate AU, 5.7k words] Kudos: 1273

...(Personally, I find this fic to be overrated, but I’m glad people like it so much!)

Nothing about Clarke's soulmate makes sense until she meets Octavia’s brother.

And then it’s like every puzzle piece that hasn’t been able to fit the picture suddenly clicks.

[Prompt: Where a tattoo isn’t set from the moment you’re born and whatever tattoos your soulmate gets, you get them, too.]

4. All Peeling Thunder [Bellarke, soulmate/enemy AU, 8.6k words] Kudos: 1251

...(Surprise, surprise! It’s a soulmate fic! But joking aside, this is my personal fave out of all the soulmate fics I wrote because of the ~twisté)

Clarke has always been aware of Bellamy, name traced in black ink on both wrists. But it isn't until she gets older that she realizes she didn't just get a soulmate - she got her worst enemy, too.

[Based on a tumblr post: "Your enemy's name is on one wrist and your soulmate on the other. Hope it's not the same name on both wrists."]

5. Magnetized [Bellarke, soulmate & childhood friends AU, 6k] Kudos: 831

(...... oh my God they were soulmates.)

No one knows how Bellamy and Clarke managed to turn ruining each other's chances of finding true love into friendship. But they still did.

There isn't a scar she's got that he doesn't have a matching one for. There isn't a laughter line he doesn't know the story behind. There isn't a flicker in her eye he can't name.

The world could go to hell and they'd still be standing, Bellamy and Clarke, cocky and smirking, as if they didn't get the memo.

[Prompt(s): childhood best friends + soulmates + compasses]

Bottom 5 marauders_groupie fics by kudos

1. You Call the Shots, Babe (I Just Wanna Be Yours) [Murphamy, Fluff, 499 words] Kudos: 58

Basically - Murphamy and FLUFF!

(Also, a proposal.)

2. love you with all the grace of a tumble down the stairs [Braven, Angst, 4k] Kudos: 68

... (Very purple prose-y, but I love Braven.)

They do the love thing all wrong but it's no wonder because she's a shooting star on a reverse proportional trajectory, and he is a self-made hero the skies love to hate.

Or:

How a threat to kick his ass makes Bellamy fall in love with Raven Reyes. How they screw it all up. And fix it again.

3. veins busy // hearts in atrophy [Murphamy, Angst, 2.2k] Kudos: 77

... (AKA: things that go bump in the night when you listen to Hozier too much.)

“A poet and an artist, huh?” John whispers into his ear, voice hoarse, cheeks sweaty. Bellamy’s one-bedroom studio is packed with books, papers and pens that don’t even work anymore. His palms are covered in ink. But it’s all good. “What a fucking cliché, Blake.”

Bellamy cocks an eyebrow, makes John’s heart stutter. He’d never admit it, of course he wouldn’t. Men like him have had enough heartache not to have a heart anymore.

(But John's still beats out a war march when Bellamy smiles like he sees right through him.)

4. Inhale Fire Exhale Desire [Princess Mechanic, Canon, 728 words] Kudos: 115

... (Princess Mechanic owns my ass, byeee!)

Raven stands up to leave, leaning on her good leg but Clarke isn’t ready to let her go. These days she lets everyone go and they don’t even glance over their shoulders.

Who could love a girl who smells like death and war?

And then Raven looks at her, incredulous, and Clarke thinks – well, maybe a girl with skin of gasoline and fingertips like matches.

5. Rare and Beautiful [Bellarke, A Discovery of Witches/Magic AU, 12.3k] Kudos: 154

... (I love this fic with all of my heart and I am so happy I wrote it!!!)

Clarke Griffin's magic was taken from her when she was eight years old. But after reading a mystical manuscript twenty years later, it all comes rushing back. But where there is magic, there are monsters too.

A story about agency, loss, freedom, and the most beautiful thing of them all: existence.

“Oh, and you forgot to mention one very important thing,” she whispers, casual.

“And what would that be, Princess?”

The nickname slips off his tongue so easily, and he can feel her heartbeat picking up the pace. Her laughter melts against him.

“That you’d much rather have blood than coffee.”

And there you have it, folks! Plenty of soulmates on the menu. :D Thank you again for tagging me!

I’m going to tag: @pepperish @alltheworldsinmyhead @kindclaws @katchyalater @kay-emm-gee @craniumhurricane @star-sky-earth @arysafics @important-metaphors + everyone else who wants to do it!

#tagged #lana talks fic

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pastryglitch · 6 years ago

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thing!

Tagged by: @awkward-lion

Nicknames: Emme!

Height: 5′5

Following: who im following or people following me?? i follow like 12 people and i have 420 followers

Do I get asks: not really! i love when i do tho!

Last movie I saw: into the spiderverse (@lion same hat!)

Last thing I googled: something i cant post get your mind outta the gutter

Favorite musician: I have a lot! Madeon probably

Song stuck in my head: One drink by picture this and tous les mêmes by Stromae

Other blogs: I have 4 others, but theyre all p inactive. I share a sodapie blog with @confused-doodler that updates once in a blue moon, and an askblog that i havent started yet called @ask-vamprockling, nothings there but you can look at the super cute icon and banner i made for it.

Amount of 💤: varies!

Lucky #: 8 be my favorite!

Whatchya wearing: my pink kirby shirt!!!! also jeans

Dream job: A Character designer!

Dream trip: Id love a really long trip with a little bit of everything i love about traveling and vacations. i love road trips, flying, amusement parks, walking around cute cities, going to cute local restaurants, and just seeing what fun things different towns have to offer. maybe a super big trip with a little bit of everything in different states with my gf/wife.

Play an instrument: I cant! I can sing tho!

Favorite food: CINNAMON ROLLS i wanna nom cinnamon bunny

Languages: just English, i take german classes at school cause i haveta but im really bad at it.

Favorite songs: my favorite song is La Lune by madeon. other songs that mean alot to me are Home by madeon, woke the fuck up by Jon Bellion and jet pack blues by fallout boy

Random fact: I dont like how pie tastes but i really like the aesthetic of pie

Describe self with aesthetics: i dont know what that means

Lion and maci already tagged everyone >:U!!! you can do this if you want then i guess THANKS ALOT U TWO

#thanks for tagging me i like these!!!

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hey-mrsunshine · 7 years ago

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“What is your opinion on...?” | Baekhyun x Reader

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Tag: Cumplay, cockwarming

Word count: 1785

“I’m always curious, some people like to keep their dick warm, what that feels like?”

It is a random question that pops up on your mind in the most random moment. You two are currently watching Netflix, with you are lying on Baekhyun’s chest, with him playing with strands of your hair, twirling it around his fingers.

Baekhyun chuckles, “But baby, you don’t have one.”

“That’s why you can describe it to me,” and it makes Baekhyun chokes on his own.

“W-what?”

You sit straight and look into his eyes seriously, “I’m serious.”

Baekhyun licks his lips and smiles awkwardly, “Emm...”

“Aren’t you curious?”

Baekhyun bites on his lower lip. Well, he is not that curious...He knows that feeling as he sometimes does not slip out from you after sex...But trying it without having sex is really making Baekhyun nervous. What if he can not hold himself and starts to thrust into you without any preparation? What if with just a small movement from you, or from him, drives him to the edge and he accidentally slips out moan?

“I-I-Not really,” Baekhyun laughs, very awkward.

“Oh well, I’m still curious...” you say as you get up and take off your pants, together with your underwear.

“B-babe,” Baekhyun chokes again, “I’m seriously not that...curious?”.

“But I’m curious about myself,” you shrug. Your hand reaches for the band of his pants and you glance at him, “Can I?” You just want to make sure that he will not regret it. Even though you are dead curious, you do not want to force something to your boyfriend. It would be just the same with rape, right?

Baekhyun gulps and breathes out. He unsurely nods his head. He is curious, dead curious too, but he will try his best to not suddenly thrust into you or make any movement that can turn you both on.

He bites his lower lip as he watches you take off his pants for him. You grab his half-hard dick (due to him being nervous - fuck, he can not even control his hard on now) and slip it into your raw pussy slowly.

The feeling is bliss, with him penetrating you without any preparation. He is not that hard so you do not feel any pain, but you can feel warmth emits from his manhood. Baekhyun feels just the same too. Suddenly being wrapped with your warmth makes him closes his eyes and leans his head backward. All of sudden, he feels really comforted by your warmth.

“Now, don’t move too much,” Baekhyun warns as he hugs you from behind. But just with that small movement, one that does not need for his hip to move, takes effect on your connected part too. It is just a small friction, but it makes Baekhyun bites his lower lip and you sigh in pleasure.

As you both watch Netflix again, you start to get curious again about what Baekhyun feels.

“Hmm, it’s warm...comforting,” Baekhyun murmurs, “How about you?”

“Just the same with you Baek,” you smile and accidentally move yourself to get a more comfortable position.

“Fuck,” Baekhyun hisses, literally throwing his head backward because of the shocking friction. He can feel himself getting hard in you and he is sure you can feel it too, his head is literally nudging your wall.

“This is fucking hard,” Baekhyun sighs. He can not even focus watching the film. All he is thinking is to not thrust into you.

“I’m sorry,” you grin sheepishly.

Eventually, both of you finished the film safely. The credit title rolls and you want to skip it. As you have been too comfortable, you lean forward to grab the remote, forgetting that Baekhyun is still inside you. The male lets out string of moans as when half of his length slips out from you.

“Is something wrong?” you ask as you glance backward, then you look downward at your connected part. You right away know his struggle.

“Fuck this babe, I’m sorry but I can’t hold it anymore,” Baekhyun hisses as he grabs you by your waist and starts to thrust into you.

“Mmhh- B-baek~” you moan, starting to lean your back against his chest as he moves you up and down.

Baekhyun pushes away the hair on your shoulder to the other side and places his lips on the crook of your neck. As he keeps thrusting into you, he gives your sensitive spot kitten licks before digging his teeth there. In reflect, you throw your hands to grab Baekhyun’s hair, pushing his head deeper onto your neck.

“Baekhyun~” you gasp as he hits your g-spot down there. Baekhyun smirks, knowing what he has just done and right away thrusting into you with that angle. Faster, harder, sharper than before, making you moan even louder. Your wall clenches around him, pushing himself to the edge too.

“Oh babe, I’m close,” Baekhyun hisses as he watches how his dick disappears into you for every thrust.

“M-me too,” you reply, in between your moans.

Baekhyun’s fingers reach to your sensitive pussy and spreads your pussy even wider for him. It makes him able to see the pinkness of your pussy even more and clearer image of his length thrusts into you.

“B-baek!” you gasp as you cum all of sudden.

Baekhyun does not cum inside you, instead, he raises you up and lays you on the couch. He lifts your shirt together with your bra upward, revealing your bare stomach and breasts. He straddles you while pumping his cock real fast and hard. Knowing what he wants, you intentionally pushes your breasts together. Baekhyun heaves as he keeps pumping his length and finally shoots his load on your stomach and chest.

You bite your lower lip and moan softly as you watch how his cum paints your body. The warm feeling of his liquid makes you bothered. Baekhyun literally spreads all of his cum on your skin with his hands, spreading it like a lotion.

“Oh, Baek,” you sigh, feeling how sensual his touch is.

Baekhyun leans his face down and places kisses on his stomach, tasting a bit of his cum mixed with your sweat and sweet scent of your body. He trails kisses upward, reaching for pair of your lips. He places a soft kiss before licking your lip and you can not refuse to open your lips for him.

“Mmmh Baek,” you moan softly into the kisses as he literally sucking your tongue, wrapping his around yours. HIs fingers slowly inching toward your pussy and enters you with two digits right away.

The sudden pleasure at your sensitive pussy makes you pull away from the heated kiss and right away moan his name. But Baekhyun can not let go of you - he captures your lips again, shutting your mouth off from moaning his name.

Your arms are around his neck, pushing him more into you while your fingers are gripping his hair, literally tugging it because of the pleasure he is giving to you.

“M-more,” you moan in between the kisses and Baekhyun obliges. He adds the third digit and for bonus, he speeds up his thrusts into you too.

“You are hot,” Baekhyun whispers against your lips, “And wet, all soaked for me.”

You bite your lower lip and look downward, watching how his fingers are glistening because of your leaking juice when he pulls out. You cry when he thrust into you and folds his fingers, making his nails scratch your wall.

“I see you like it,” Baekhyun chuckles as he does it again and your head right away flies backward.

“S-shit shit,” you curse as you feel you are inching closer to your second orgasm.

“Cum, babe, cum,” Baekhyun orders and you cum after several pumps of his fingers.

Baekhyun pulls out his fingers, they are glistening even more, now your cum has covered them. The male brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them while looking at you.

“Wanna taste?” Baekhyun asks as he offers his fingers. You open your mouth for him and he places his fingers, which you gladly suck for him, not forgetting to wrap your tongue around them. All of your cum actually has been cleaned by Baekhyun, but you still taste it a bit. That salty taste actually turns you on.

“But I like yours more,” you say lustfully, glancing how his length is hard again.

Baekhyun looks down at his dick that is literally leaning on his stomach and he shrugs his shoulder, “Have it babe,” he says as brings his dick closer to your mouth.

You give his slit teasing rubs which able to makes the male groans before you wrap your mouth around his head. Baekhyun grabs a fistful of your hair as he watches you try to suck on his cock while you are under him.

“You look so fragile,” Baekhyun whispers as he rubs your cheek. You want to smile, but you can not as his cock is filling your mouth completely. You wrap your fingers around his base, pumping the length which you can not cover with your mouth.

Baekhyun lifts his hip a bit. He slips both of his hands under your head and whispers, “Be ready babe, I’m going to thrust into you.” You gulp and nod your head a bit. The male takes a deep breath before thrusting into your mouth. You grip tightly onto the couch as he fucks your mouth, trying your best to not gag at how his cock is hitting the back of your back with so much power.

“Shit,” he curses under his breath as he starts to feel he is closer to his second orgasm. You moan for him and the vibration you made drives him closer and closer to his orgasm.

“D-don’t swallow,” he says. Baekhyun finally comes into your mouth with a groan, which makes you throw your hands to his ass, literally squeezing those soft ass of his as he keeps shooting his seeds down your throat.

You do not swallow, as he ordered, and let your mouth opened even after he pulls away so he can see how his cum is filling your mouth. HIs cum is flowing out from your mouth, too much for you to hold eventually. Baekhyun smirks in pride. He places his fingers under your chin and pushes your mouth closed. With that cue, you swallow all of his cum.

Baekhyun smiles and leans down, kissing your lips, whispering how you are being a good girl for him.

“So...what is your opinion about cockwarming?” you ask after he pulls away from the kiss.

Baekhyun kisses your lips again, “Great, maybe we can do it more.”

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