#✩⸜⸜babi answers 🚂
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your acc makes my eyes happy!! 🐳
WEEEEE
Thank you little star! i heavily enjoy making/decorating things when im not regressed, so i took a lot of planning for this specifically 😅i so desperately wanted to post it early but i knew i had to wait
#✩⸜⸜babi answers 🚂#age regression#agere community#sfw age regression#sfw agere#age regressor#autistic agere
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I have suuuch a specific request after Urban’s 🗼🚂 post. Could you maybe write something where Jack wants some pictures/ videos of him and his girl before going on tour so he asks Urban to help and maybe he gets more involved (or stays behind the camera, writers choice)?
JACKMAN & BIG WHOREEEE lmao
“Baby-“ Jack turned to look at you. The two of you were laying in his bed, both on your phones with Jack’s left hand rubbing up and down your exposed thighs.
“Yeah?”
“We need to take some new pics soon, before tour starts again.” He said scrolling through his photo album.
“Mmm, you’re right, it has been a while.” You said looking at him, reaching a hand out to caress his jaw. He leaned into your touch and kissed your palm. He set his phone down and took your hand, slowly kissing up your arm and onto your neck and chest. You closed your eyes and let out an sigh of relief.
Jack shifted so he leaned on his forearm while leaning over you a little, his other hand going to the waistband of your shorts. He slipped his hand through and palmed your pussy through your panties.
“Jack-“ you groaned, your head feeling fuzzy, rational thinking out the window as a primal feeling came over you - you’d do anything to get Jack to continue his movements.
“Would you be okay if Urban took pictures and a few videos for us?” He murmured in your ear, continuing to rub you through your panties, your arousal seeping through the fabric.
“Y-you want Urban to film us?” You asked, eyes still shut in ecstasy.
“You’ve seen his work, better than any iPhone. Plus I’ve seen the way you look at him, he looks at you the same.” Jack continued to kiss you and finally he slipped his fingers under your panties, rubbing at your clit a little before slipping two fingers in you.
You moaned loudly as Jack pulled your cami down, making your tits spill out. He attached his mouth to one of them as you groaned out.
“I- I didn’t know you saw t-that.” You said feeling guilty.
“Don’t feel bad baby, I think it’s hot.” He said, the pads his fingers rubbing against your walls.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. My perfect ‘lil slut, squirming and writhing around on camera for us. How would you feel about that?” Jack said kissing up along your neck and jaw.
“C-could be fun. You’re okay with it?” You let a deep shaky breath out through your nostrils.
“You being spread out for me and Urban? Hell yeah. Plus he knows you’re mine anyways, it won’t be weird - but I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to, this is just a suggestion.” Jack said as one of his thumbs massaged circles into your hips. You let out a moan of relief, your legs and hips always aching at least a little bit.
“Fuck yes, Jack, right there-“ you moaned.
He ceased his movements except for kissing along your chest.
“Need an answer before you cum babe.” He said nonchalantly, like he wasn’t holding onto the edge of your orgasm.
“Yes, let Urban film us, I don’t care- it’s all for you anyways.” You said letting out a frustrated sigh.
“Yeah? You sure? I don’t want you saying yes just because you’re about to cum y/n.” Jack said using your name; you knew he was serious and wanted your consent, or your objection to know where you stood on the situation.
“Yes, Jack. I’m okay with him filming us, promise. Now make me cum.” You told him, and he kissed your face a bunch making you giggle before he went back to the task at hand. His fingers worked at a face pace as they slipped in and out of you, his thumb harassing your clit with the hard pressure he was rubbing it at. Soon enough your orgasm crashed, your legs twitched around Jack’s hand, your jaw falling open into an “oh” shape, as your eyes were screwed shut - taking in your ecstasy.
“I’ll never get tired of seeing you cum.” Jack chuckled before sucking his fingers clean of your essence.
4 days later..
Jack had invited Urban over for the night to hang out, already laying out the details and specifics for him beforehand. You were a little nervous to say the least, but both Jack and Urban reassured you that you had nothing to be worried or insecure about. Urban was adamant about that especially since he was the third wheel here. You warmed up to him a little more; usually you and Urban were besties, but you crawled a little back in your shell subconsciously when his eyes bulged out his head when he saw you in your lilac lingerie set.
“Chill man.” Jack said smacking him upside the head.
“Sorry. You look great y/n.” Urban said with a friendly smile.
“Thanks, Urb. So.. how do we do this?” You asked shyly.
“Y’all just do your thing, and I’ll give directions where they’re needed.” Urban said setting up his video camera and his vintage camera.
“I figure we’d take pictures first, and then videos?” He asked the two of you.
“Sounds good.” Jack said, making his way towards you, tilting your chin up and smiling down at you. “Y’okay baby?” He said quietly, only for you to hear. “Mmhmm.” You nodded your head - still in his palm - and smiled back at him, the dimples he loved so much peeking out.
You got on the middle of the bed, perched on your knees as you faced the boys. Jack put on some music to set the mood, with Urban starting to snap pictures as you posed. After a few shots, Jack placed his Kentucky state chain around you.
“A few with this chain too. Looks good on you sweetheart.” He said winking. Urban kept taking pictures as you continued to pose - tits, ass, thighs, pussy - all up in Urban’s camera lens, as well as his own face. He really tried to keep his professional brain on, but part of him couldn’t doubt the arousal he was feeling from seeing you like this. You saw his tongue peek out and swipe his lips when you sat on your knees spread, pulling your bra down enough for your tits to squeeze out, biting your lip.
“Okay lie on your back for me.” Urban asked you.
You did as he instructed, laying down on the bed and he straddled your waist to get a good birds eye shot.
Jack replaced his Kentucky state chain for the KY one now, his favorite chain to see you in. It was basically yours now, he wore it every once in a while, but he loved seeing it on you more than on him.
“So pretty for us, baby.” Jack praised you, boosting your confidence and smiling at him. Urban sat perched on top of you, careful not to make any certain moves; when all he really wanted to do was grind into your hips right now. You looked up at him so innocently, long lashes batting at him, soft thick pink lips that were coated in lip gloss, shining up at him. Urban continued to take a few pictures before you took your bra off. You laid back pushing your boobs together as your heard the shutter of his camera.
Urban asked Jack to exchange his camera for his video camera, deciding he had gotten enough pictures for now. It was when you reached a hand down to your panties and started to rub your clit under the fabric, letting out a soft moan, that Urban’s dick got hard. You felt and noticed this, looking up at him, grinning. Glancing at Jack, you gave him a knowing look, and he nodded, signaling he gave his permission. Looking back at Urban, you put your hand on his bulge, rubbing up and down his length, adding some pressure. Urban was caught off guard, lowering the gadget in his hand, looking at you with confusion and relief.
“It’s okay Urb. Keep going.” You assured him.
He craned his neck to look at Jack. “All good man.” He promised him. Urban turned back to you and got off the bed. Before you thought you had scared him off, he put the camera down and pulled down his jeans and T-shirt, so he was left in his boxers and undershirt. Jack did the same and walked over to the edge of the bed while Urban picked the video camera back up.
“C’mere, princess.” Jack said, pulling at your legs so you slid closer to him. He turned you over so you were on your stomach, and then he put his hands on your hips, lifting them so you were on your knees - ass in the air. Jack spanked you a few times, causing you to squeal and whine out in pleasure; Urban’s dick occasionally twitching at your moans within his boxers. Jack slid your panties down your legs, rubbing his hand over you ass again before spanking it one more time.
“Fuck!” You moaned into the sheets.
“Y’see what I mean about the sounds she makes for me Urb? So hot.” Jack chuckled as Urban hummed in agreement.
“Turn around again, sweetheart. We wanna see you.” Jack said rubbing his hand on your lower back, giving a kiss to your spine. You flipped over, and Jack took your ankles, spreading your legs open. He swiped his thumb through your folds, your left leg twitching at his action.
“So fucking wet, baby. You gotta come see this Urb.” Jack said. Urban bent down on his knees, and rested an arm over your leg to get a good angle of your pussy with his camera. Jack spread your folds with two fingers, and continued to rub at your clit with his thumb. He finally inserted two fingers, slowly pumping in and out of you. You couldn’t contain your moans, hands now removed from your tits, currents grasping at the sheets beneath you. Urban was practically drooling at how your pussy glistened on camera. He looked up at you and you met his stare, eyes hooded and smiling that sweet smile of yours at him, he could cum right now at sight before him to be honest.
Jack kissed your clit before removing his fingers, causing you to let out a frustrated whine. He slapped your clit, making you cry out before chuckling and removing his briefs.
“See how bratty she gets when she’s needy man? Dick is the only way to shut her up. Show us how needy you can get, sweet face.” He said turning his attention back to you. Jack stroked his dick a few times before positioning himself at your entrance. He slowly thrusted into you, letting out a grunt of relief, while you moaned out at the fullness.
“Oh god, Jack.” You cried out, as he sped his pace up, the slapping of his thighs against your ass echoing the room. Urban filmed Jack fucking you, watching as his dick slid in an out of your pretty pussy. He angled the camera back up you body, getting your chest and your face in the frame. You smiled up at him, and reached a hand out for him to take, which he did. You brought his hand to your breast, squeezing his hand over the flesh, making your moan out a borderline pornographic moan, to which Urban shivered at.
“Urbannnn-“ you whined out.
“She wants you in her throat Urb. Make her be quiet for a little.” Jack grunted.
You tugged Urban’s grey sweats down, his erect cock slapping up against his lower abdomen. He got closer to your face and you leaned your neck to swallow him whole.
“Jesus, fuck-“ Urban said inhaling a sharp breath as you bobbed your head up and down on his dick.
Jack took your right left and lifted it over his shoulder, causing him to hit a new position with in you. You felt your stomach start to tighten as Jack fucked you at the intense speed and harshness he thrusted at, his tip constantly nudging your cervix. You moaned around Urban’s cock, which was now slathered in your saliva and his precum, the blowjob becoming messy - a favorite of yours.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum-“ Urban groaned out, as the hand that had snuck into your hair tugged at your locks. Urban pulled away from your mouth and jerked his cock, cumming in your mouth and on your tits, groaning deeply.
The action made your head fuzzy with arousal, making you clench around Jack’s dick as your toes curled and your grasp on the sheets inbetween you fingers were so hard you thought you had ripped them. You came with a loud moan, tears spilling from your eyes, your mascara running down the sides of your face. Jack finally reached his peak, pulling out and cumming all over your pussy and lower stomach.
“Fuck.” He breathed out, setting your leg down and leaning against your knees. You couldn’t speak. You were a floating mess, covered in cum and unable to form any words, much less use your voice to even squeak out a single sound.
“God damn. You weren’t lying about her mouth.” Urban groaned in disbelief. He also couldn’t believe he managed to keep filming the entire thing, he was everything went out of frame once you put your mouth on him, but he managed to capture everything - much to his surprise.
Jack laughed at his comment, and looking at you, expecting you to have a comeback or yell at Jack for discussing your sex life so freely with others. But nothing came, your brows furrowed and eyes still shut, riding out your orgasm and the intense wave this one was.
“Looks like the dick finally shut her up.” Jack joked and fist bumped Urban before the two boys put their boxers back on and went to clean you up and take care of you.
Jack came over with a warm wet cloth, cleaning the cum off of you before kissing your forehead.
“Footage is gonna come out great baby, you were our own personal pornstar. So pretty…” he murmured.
You gave him a lazy smile, eyes still very much hooded in exhaustion. The boys smiled at you, taking in the angelic sight that was you. You hair fanned out, drunk smile on your face, the smell of cum still on your skin, relishing in the attention and praise you received from the two men before you. The three of you felt beyond satisfied, and excited to rewatch the events that just played out again once it was all edited.
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! MINORS, HOMO/TRANSPHOBES, TERFS/RADFEM, PRO-ANA, DETRANS/MISGENDER KINK, STRAIGHT MEN, STRAIGHT WOMEN & LESBIAN ONLY BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT !
!! WARNING !! this blog will contain hardcore kinks. please don't scroll through my blog if you are sensitive to these things, prioritize yourself.
hello, my name is casey! iam an 18 y/o, 5'4, south-east asian trans boy (he/him exclusively) that is going to be running this tumblr blog! im a bottom switch, which means that i prefer to be the one getting penetrated, but i can be both dom and/or sub while doing so.
taken emoji anons: 🗝️ || 🚂 || 🧸 || 🍅 || 👁️ || 🐺 || 🐦 || 🏹 || 🥀 || 🍡 || 🎸 || 👑🖤 ||
what i will be posting: mainly kinky text posts, nsfw art of myself, and sometimes ill show off my body in a nice outfit when im feeling more confident!
rules & info:
if you cross my boundaries 3 times, i will block you, no exceptions. depending on the severity of the crossing, i might block you instantly with no second chances.
if your blog makes me uncomfortable or i get a bad feeling from it, im blocking you.
sexting and roleplaying with me in my dms is allowed, but i will not send photos to you in dms! i dont feel comfortable doing that. so only strictly texting! i am fine with people sending me videos and photos though, but it depends on what you'll send me.
atleast say hi before chatting me, had someone say "worthless cunt" as their first dm and i blocked them lmao, its not hot to me. greeting me first would be nice.
if you are going to sext and/or rp with me, please keep my kink and no-no lists in mind, i have boundaries too.
only those that arent women and arent exclusively attracted to only women are allowed to sext with me. sorry to the women out there who wanted to, but im not attracted to you... but im sure you're still very pretty, and theres many other people who'd want to chat with you!
what to call my genitals: cock, dick, boy cunt, cunt, cunny, boypussy, bunny pussy, wet hole, front hole, little/small/tight hole, needy hole, bunny hole! (please dont call it a vagina, clit or just "pussy" by itself. only calling it a "pussy" without my preferred additions is something i can excuse sometimes, but i dont like it. vagina and clit will get u straight up blocked.)
what to call my chest area: chest. thats it. if you call it tits, boobs, or anything like that i will block you. even if you say "boy tits" or "man boobs" you are still getting blocked. its either you only refer to it as a chest or you never refer to it at all.
inbox and asks are always open! please send me threats of what you'll do to me if you find me, what you want to do to me, and if you got off to anything i post 💜
my kinks: cnc, somno, teacher/student, power imbalance/dynamic, roleplaying, voice kink, degrading and/or praising me, dry humping/grinding, humiliation, free use, gangbang, overstim, edging, orgasm control/denial, impact play, begging, namecalling, pet play, watersports, monsterfucking, tentacles, breeding (no preg, makes me dysphoric), creampie (also no preg, same reason), cum dump, bondage, shibari, being punished, manhandling, size kink, treating me like your toy, making me into a sex slave, being protective/possessive, dumbification, claiming, jealous/angry sex, rough sex, and teasing. (theres prob alot more but theres so many that i forget lol)
kinks that are hard no's: feet, knife/gunplay, feeder/feedee, ed, choking, scat, vomit, age play, misgendering kink, detrans kink, calling me any term mainly used for women (good girl, queen, princess, babygirl, using she/her for me), drug play, bioessentialism, pregnancy, forced feminization, and gore.
things i like being called: baby boy, bunny boy, little bunny, little boy, cunt boy, bunny, bun bun
tags: #casey ★ grumbling for little (often nsfw) text posts/rambles/thoughts that i dont think are interesting enough to be in other tags, #casey ★ mumbling for text posts, #casey ★ answering for ask posts, #casey ★ doodling for drawings, #casey ★ peeking for body pictures, #casey ★ speaking for important announcements/posts, and #casey ★ sharing for reblogs!
also! this is all a fantasy, i do not actually want this to happen to me. consent and safety is very important in kink, sex and bdsm. i do not condone these actions being done unconsensually.
thats all! i hope my blog can make your dicks throb 💜
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maki n y/n defo drag each other on priv stories when they mad at each other then be posted up and all of y/n frens like OH BROTHERRR HERE WE GOOOO
tóxica! maki zenin x tóxica! latina reader if they get into a fight 🫶🏼👹
osita note: NO BECAUSE THIS WILL HAPPEN IF THEY GET INTO A FIGHt
suggestive content and tons of swearing, also tagging my moots @euphofic @sanjis-all-blue @sanjisblackasswife @yourrfavzxri @chrollohearttags @ginger4sugar @kenruu @hqkalon @cottonconnielvr @neptunesinterweb @backwzzds-backup @zorosbignaturals @kisminarii @killxio @backwzzds
if maki and y/n got into a fight it be over the stupidest shit.
when they went out, maki is gonna wait out in the parking lot of her car to see y/n all sexy n shit for brunch. with hair done and nails done to treat herself
“im fucking mad at you!” maki exclaimed before she went out. “what why? what did i do?” y/n crossed her arms all confused.
“you didn’t tell me where you were going, and your locations off.”
“baby my phone died.” you showed her that your phone died and maki was misunderstood by the fact she overthinks and let’s her impulses take over. “still you should’ve told me where you’re going and you always have a charger on you!” on your private story being titled your fave latina 💋🌶️🍺
“y’all i’m done, i love her but *irritated* but god damn!” you have your phone on recording in the bathroom with your nails on, clacking and just taking a deep breath. “This girl drives me absolutely fucking insane.” that’s what said on makis story, titled “bipolar express 🚂”meanwhile your phone is getting blown up by maki whose trying to say i’m sorry, please forgive me. your friends are blowing up your phone asking you to calm the fuck down, and are just over it even worried for you.
[incoming text from mi corazoncita maki zenin ❤️]
“can we talk?”
“please y/n i can’t forgive myself for lashing out on you”
[you]
“what’s there to talk about?”
[her]
“there’s so much to talk about.”
not even an hour later SHES AT YOUR FRIENDS HOUSE! which is where you were and you charged your phone.
“hey,” your friend karlita answered the door
“is Y/n here?” maki asked your friend and your friend called out to you. so you two can work shit out. and there you are with your face all smeared with your makeup on. as you feel like crap. wearing a cute crop top, booty shorts and chanclas (house slippers). you have your arms crossed and look up at maki who is obviously sleep ridden and drained from this. “Look, i was wrong.” and there you are with a soft little smirk on your face forming and thinning for your plump lips. “what were you wrong about?”
“i was wrong about not trusting you enough, and being toxic about it i’m really sorry.” she sighs and looks at you, feeling defeated. “it’s okay, that’s all i wanted to hear.” you smile and leaned in kissing her lips, and y’all started to make out. “yes this means i’m coming back to stay at our place.” you giggle and walk back inside to grab your things to leave, seeing your friends finally sigh in relief saying. “girl you had us fucking loca over this shit!!” one of them exclaimed while drinking a beer.
“sorry, i guess you can say we bring out the tóxica in each other.”
#jjk x you#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ jjk#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ osita’s maki zenin#⋆˚✿˖° osita’s chisme time#jjk masterlist#༊*·˚ ositas master list#jjk imagines#jjk x y/n#jjk x reader#jjk x latina! reader#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ositas jjk masterlist#maki zenin x latina! reader#maki zenin#zenin maki#maki zenin fluff
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If Tumblr was in Super Monkey Ball
(Very fanon)
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I WILL get my revenge on Aiai and his flock of fiends! Just you wait!
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4/13/2029
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6/12/2029
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Oh thank fuck it's the short version
🏋️♂️ toughguysweargreen Follow
legend has it they're still at it to this day
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🎨 palettethepal Follow
Um... Hello! My name is Palette and I'm new to this whole Tumblr thing. Any tips for getting started?
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TURN OFF ANONYMOUS ASKINGS
I'VE GOTTEN THE UPMOST CRUELEST WORDS THROWN MY DIRECTION
🎨 palettethepal Follow
I'm so sorry to hear that! Who hurt you?
🔮 gracefulgeniequeen Follow
Probably the fucking anons oh my god learn to read
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🍌 aiailikesbananas Follow
i respect opinions of everyone. personally i love them but i want to see other opinions too :D
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gracefulgeniequeen SO COOL i wish i was as cool
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You most certainly are!
🌺 meemeesgarden Follow
Please avoid the notes.
#p-yanyan isn't THAT bad or we're both missing something #oh no
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What in the world... I was singing one of my favorite songs and I just hear Palette shout the rest of the lyric across the house and it caught me oh so off guard...
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C'EST L'AMOUR ET BLESSURES
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LMAO ARE YOU SAD YOUR LITTLE GIRLFRIEND'S BREAK TIME IS OVER AGAIN I cannot with these disgusting heathens like you no wonder you get so much anon hate ugly ass bitch
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be nice to our friends :(
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WAIT OMGOMGOMG I'M SO SORRY AIAI
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Don't tell Kenrai but I can hear her singing in the other rooms and I love this so much! I've spent enough time with her that I know what songs she sings and I think I'll surprise her :)
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Palette.
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"Hey can anyone, can anyone hear me?"
I CAN I CAN!!! I love you!!!
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The P-YanYan drama is amazing because it made everyone collectively forget about my EVIL PLANS
#NOBODY'S READY FOR ME #except maybe baby but what can he do #he is but a dumb child
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Okay yeah alright maybe MOST of what's being thrown against me is true but I SWEAR I'm not the one sending F-Gongon all those hate anons
I gotta have my name attached to everything I ask so they know who they're messing with! All anons are COWARDS!
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If it hates them so much... has he ever tried... not answering those cutting asks? :)
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cock
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#radley jests#fakeposting#super monkey ball#i am not very proud of this and i could remake it#who knows
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As the months fly by my visits become more and more frequent. Sometimes we don’t even make love, I just talk about my cravings and how the babies are doing. You find out my name is Alex and I’m carrying your twins, and more so, that I’ve been developing a strong crush on you. By my due date, I’m more waiting for you than I am seeking you out. I’m so heavy, I can barely walk half the time, but I still make my way to your train as often as I can.
Even though I’m about to pop, will you still have me?
-🚂
My apologies for the delay, Train Anon! Life got a little crazy there for a while, but I wanted to be able to give this the attention it deserves. ❤️❤️❤️ So here you are!
(Previous asks in this series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3)
I've never regretted working on long-distance trains, for I haven't really been interested in settling in one place for long when I could be reveling in the freedom of travelling wherever the rails might take me instead. I lived for my job, for the casual relationships, for no one but myself, honestly. And for years, that was good enough for me.
But I was starting to wonder if that was enough.
I guess I had you to blame for that, Alex. I'd never planned on being a father, but that hadn't stopped me from fucking you bareback more time than I could count, until the day you showed up with a faint baby bump and an unspoken question. Would I continue our liaison, or would I switch lines and leave you behind as nothing more than a pleasant memory?
I hadn't answered when we parted ways yet again, but I think the sight of me waiting for you in the dining car a few weeks later was all the answer you needed.
We still found plenty of excuses to make love during your visits, but we found a surprising amount of time to talk, too. I learned so much more about you than I ever expected, and you even shared details about your pregnancy with me. You told me about your odd cravings and your ultrasounds as you curled up against my side during late evenings spent in your cabin, and I couldn't help but feel like there's something more going on. That your feelings for me were changing, but instead of being spooked by the thought, I found myself… strangely content.
When you showed me the first sonogram of our twins (!), I was left speechless. We made those two little beans on the photo, and they were growing larger and larger inside of you every day. In some ways it didn't seem real. What were we going to do about them once they came? What would we do about whatever-this-was between us?
But you didn't ask those questions, so I didn't try to answer.
With your due date on the horizon, I almost expected you to disappear again, but you still managed to show up with your fetching waddle and enormous belly. I was reminded of the first night we met-- the way your eyes had glanced over me with barely-concealed heat, and the way your clothing had clung to curves exaggerated by your advanced pregnancy. So shy yet so needy, but still eager to be touched and pleasured. After helping you take your bag to your cabin, I asked you if there was anything else I could help you with.
You smiled and nodded, your fingers tentatively moving towards the buttons on the shirt straining to contain your pregnant belly, at least until I pushed them away and took over. I wanted to unwrap you myself.
So unwrap you I did, easing you out of your clothes and helping to settle you back on the bed with much more care than we usually took. My mouth kissed a path along the dome of your abdomen while my hands caressed and stroked, moving lower, lower, lower, until finally I could close my lips around your arousal while my fingers nudged inside. You tasted like heaven, the sounds you made sounded like music, though sadly your bulging middle kept me from seeing your face. But I didn't mind as long as I could feel you tremble and jerk against me, until I finally sent you soaring over the edge with a clever twist of my fingers and flick of my tongue.
When I eventually arose from between your orgasm-limp thighs, licking the flavor of you from the corners of my mouth, I realized how absolutely shattered you looked. Like you couldn't believe that I'd want you like that, especially then, when you so close to giving birth.
But the sight of you nude and spread across the bed with our babies shifting within your womb was the closest thing to divinity that I figured I'd ever see, and I wanted to worship at your altar.
So worship you I did well into the night, losing myself in the wonder of your body as I showered you with attention and praise. I lost count of the number of times I felt you fall apart in my arms as the train gently rocked us. And the memory of you clenching around me as I spooned you and entered you from behind that last time felt like it would be forever engraved on my soul.
It's getting harder and harder to let you walk away from me, Alex. But I'll keep working on this line, so if you ever decide to return, know that I'll be here, ready to do my best to take care of all your needs.
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Gonna be honest, I am so excited to see the reaction to the baby joltiks and bat baby hatching. I have no idea how far off i. The story it is, but I am absolutely vibing just thinking about it.
While I’m here I wanna also say that this is one of my favourite fics. It’s so easy to see the genuine love and care you put in to your work. Thank you. Thank you not just for weaving this wonderful story, but for allowing us to enjoy it too.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend!
I THOUGHT I ANSWERED THIS I'M SO MAD.
Man, ME TOO. I just hatched one clutch and I'm already ready to hatch the next!!!!! Partly because it'll be soooo funny to watch Emmet swing between "YOOOOOOU!!!" at Gliscor and cooing over his MOTHERFUCKER UNLIMITED-SIZED JOLTIKS. And Gliscor+Galvantula being happy parents!!!! Then there's Ingo meeting daughter 5000, the shiny Gligar, also Motherfucker Unlimited-sized. Just more of them all living after such struggle!!!!
As for the other stuff... Thank you! I've been struggling a lot lately and it's been coming out in all the worst ways, but it always means the world to know the silly little story I've weaved makes someone happy!!! The next chapter might be a little late but I hope it keeps making you and everyone else reading happy!!!!
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Broken Melody - Part Thirty Eight
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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: 8.8k+ (oppsie! It's worth it! Promise!)
Warnings: Mentions of homo/transphobia, Angst, Severe PTSD episode, panic attack, sensory overload, needles, injures.
Pairings: Emma Danvers x Lena Luthor, Alex Danvers x Sam Arias, Kara Danvers x OC
This Part: Emma finds herself struggling with her reality.
I've reallllyyy enjoyed writing this part. Angst baby! 🚂 choo choo!
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, @inquisitive-nix
(Speical thank you to @lena-luthor for your epic gifs!)
Despite it being a sound rehearsal Emma gives it her all as she plays and sings into the microphone. This is her first major gig with Axis in New York and her stomach feels like it is performing somersaults. Axis had done a supporting gig in National City but for some reason Emma wasn’t as nervous as she is now. Maybe because she is truly on her own in the Big Apple.
The band blasts out the final note and despite her nerves, Emma can’t help but grin.
“O-kay, that sounded good.” Jack comments into his mic as he tunes his electric guitar.
“Good? Good?! Mate that was bloody fantastic!” Danny shouts behind the drum shield.
“I conquer!” Frankie yells into his microphone by the keyboard.
“Yea, you have to admit Jack, Emma’s voice is incredible.” Mike agrees as he taps absently at his bass.
“I do agree! I just didn’t want to seem overeager.” Jack says excitedly, hoping that finally the band can get some recognition in the music world. He glances over at the stunning blonde, thankful that she was brave enough to pick up the phone and answer their advertisement. “What do you think Ms. Danvers?” The rest of the bandmates turn to focus on Emma.
“It was rocking.” Emma blurts out and a look of horror crosses her face, making the others laugh. “Man, that was cheesy! Sorry!”
“No worries. It was truly- rocking.” Jack grins and Emma rubs her face in embarrassment. “Hey, sound guys?” Jack calls into the mic and scans the dark room beyond the brightly lit stage.
“Yea?!” Someone yells back.
“Was that to your liking?”
“Somewhat.” The voice now speaks through their floor monitors. “I just need the bass to change his levels and then we’re golden. Also the blonde chick was amazing! You guys sound so much better.”
Emma lowers her head, feeling slightly flustered by the attention. Normally she’s used to it but music has always been a sacred thing for her where she pours her whole being into it.
They manage to quickly sort out the technical difficulties and the band start seamlessly playing a song they were currently writing for their third album.
“Alright! Alright! Alright! Listen up!” Axis’ manager, Bradley, shouts over the band's tinkering. “That was great, really coming along nicely. You, blondie! You really have something kid!”
“Thanks.” Emma says into the mic and feels her cheeks heating up again.
“Aw adorable, you need to get used to the attention kid, cause you’re gonna get a lot of it. Anyway-” He turns and motions behind him for someone to step forward.
Emma notices two brunettes in the back of the hall, but the lights were blinding her that she couldn’t see them clearly. One of them steps forward, holding a camera. Kind, warm brown eyes look up at her and the band.
“This is Isabel, she’s gonna take some pictures of the gig so I want a great performance tonight. If she goes to cross the stage, do not get in her way? Capeesh?”
“Yea.” The band agrees and Emma smiles down at Isabel.
“And if you guys don’t mind, may I take some backstage pics too? For my portfolio?”
Jack looks at the others and they shrug. “Sure, just make sure you get my good side.”
“Which is?” Frankie asks cheekily and everyone laughs.
“Alright, haha! Get backstage and get ready! You’re on in an hour.” Bradley hollers before getting off the stage.
Emma unplugs herself from the wires and gently places her guitar in its stand. She makes her way to the side of the stage, humming a tune that’s been circulating her head for a few days now and heads to her dressing room.
Her outfit for tonight’s gig is simple, dark blue skinny jeans, a black bra and a partly see through, white tank top. She studies herself in the mirror and untangles her layered necklace her sisters gave her. For a moment, she holds her hand over it, wishing her sisters could be here with her. Joking with her and reassuring her that she was going to be great.
“Knock, knock.” Isabel calls out from behind the partly closed door.
“Hey! Please come in!” Emma welcomes the photographer and puts more bracelets on her wrists.
Isabel steps through and smiles at the blonde. “That’s refreshing, one of the guys just told me to fuck off.”
“Did they?” Emma’s face drops and hardens as she becomes angry. “Let me go sort them out, I may be new but-”
“No! No! It’s okay.” Isabel takes her hand to stop her. Emma turns back around and her face softens at the worry in Isabel's brown eyes. Isabel quickly drops Emma’s hand and runs it through her long, black hair. “To be honest they aren’t as photogenic as you.” She shyly adds.
“Yea well, they’re men, so.” Emma jokes back. ‘Is she flirting with me?’ The blonde thinks as she tilts her head. “Do you want a drink? I got water, soda, red bull and loads of flavours of monsters.” Emma goes through her supply bag.
“Water is fine. So no alcohol?” Isabel asks surprised as she takes the bottle Emma offers her. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome and no, I don’t really drink. Especially before a gig.” Emma explains and sips a warm mug of water with lime.
“Not a real country rocker then huh?” Isabel raises an eyebrow at her. “No whiskey before a gig?! Shocker!”
“Shhh, please don’t tell anyone!” Emma whispers in mock desperation, making the photographer laugh. “I’m actually not a country singer.”
“What?! No way?”
Emma nods and takes another sip of her drink.
“So you put the accent on?”
“Only slightly, if I sang straight it wouldn’t blend well with Jack’s vocals.” Emma explains. “Do you want me to do my makeup or something?”
“Yes please do!” Isabel motions for Emma to sit at the desk where her makeup was already laid out. “Pretend like I’m not here, god knows my family does.” She lifts her camera up to her face and starts clicking away.
Emma is about to apply her foundation, but pauses, her eyes fix on Isabel’s. “What do you mean?”
“We- er…” Isabel lowers her camera again. “I recently told them something that’s made them disown me. My Grandpa is the only one talking to me, so.” She shrugs and goes to take more shots.
But Emma turns in her seat to face the photographer and studies the raven haired beauty in front of her. “I’m sorry.”
“Not your fault.” Isabel says with a tight smile.
“But still, I am sorry. I’ve only known you, what, a few minutes but I can tell you are a lovely person and shouldn’t be disowned for simply being who you are.”
Isabel swallows and lowers her camera. “Thank you.” She takes a deep breath and Emma pats the chair next to her. The photographer moves and sits in it. “What about you? I er- read your bio on MySpace.”
“Yea I’m bi. Though I find I’m more attracted to women. I am lucky that my Mom and sisters accepted me when I came out and secretly, I think my sister is bi too. But I love and support them no matter what or who they choose.”
“Wow. Love and support from all your family. I’m jealous.” Isabel's face falls slightly and she takes a deep breath, making Emma tilt her head as she waits for Isabel to continue, sensing the photographer has more to say. “It’s not just because I’m gay. I-” She stops as the words get stuck in her throat.
“You don’t have to say anymore if you don’t want to.” Emma kindly offers.
“No, I need to do this.” Isabel takes another deep breath. “I’m trans.”
Emma smiles at the raven haired beauty. “Well done. Say it again.”
“I’m trans.”
“Again.”
“Hello! I’m transgender!”
“Again!”
“Hello! I’m fucking transgender! This is me! This is who I am and you can all fuck off if you can’t handle it!”
Emma cheers loudly and suddenly Isabel’s soft lips are on hers. Emma responds immediately and the pair heatedly kiss as their hands run through their hair.
“Attention the doors are opening and half an hour until showtime.” A voice barks over the speakers in the dressing rooms and makes the two jump apart.
“I’m sorry!” Isabel’s eyes widen in panic as he touches his tingling lips.
“It’s fine.” Emma takes his hand and squeezes it. “It was a moment of passion, you were allowing yourself to be you. To let go of those that have hurt you.”
“Yea.” Isabel looks at himself in the mirror, he touches his face and stares. “This is really happening. Soon, I’ll finally be able to see the real me.”
Emma smiles at him and begins applying her makeup. Isabel stands and starts taking photos. Emma hums lightly to keep her vocal chords warm and does breathing exercises to expand her diagram.
Before she starts her eye makeup, Emma pauses and glances at Isabel in the mirror. “So, will your Grandpa be able to help you?”
“Yea.” He nods behind the camera. “He literally saved my life, I don’t know what I’d do without him.”
“You’re lucky to have each other.” Emma nods. “I feel the same way about my sisters, I don’t know what I’d be without them.”
Isabel nods and continues taking photos from different angles. Capturing the moments that Emma starts transforming into her stage persona.
“Attention! Five minutes to go!” The voice from the speaker barks just as Emma finishes the last touches.
She studies her face from different angles to check everything is even and well covered using the Hollywood mirror lighting.
“You look great.” Isabel comments as he takes another photo. “Freeze!” Emma had just angled her face to the side and back to check for any foundation lines on her neck. “Great, now look at me in the mirror.”
Emma moves her eyes and focuses on the camera lense.
“Relax your jaw.”
Emma does so, parting her mouth slightly.
“Perfect!” Isabel takes the photo and smiles at the screen as he checks it over.
“May I move mr artiste?”
“You may.” He laughs and checks his equipment.
“Showtime people!” The voice in the speaker yells.
“Ready?” Isabel asks and holds out his hand for Emma to take.
“As I’ll ever be.” Emma uses Isabel’s hand to stand and the pair head towards the side of the stage. Emma does a few vocal trills and runs.
“How do you even make those sound like a masterpiece?” Isbel asks, causing Emma to stop as her rich laughter replaces her warm up.
“Practice, probably.” Emma shrugs and flexes her fingers.
“Hmm, sure. Break a leg out there.” Isabel smiles widely at Emma as they approach the band mates on the side of the stage.
“Thanks.” Emma turns and kisses the photographer's cheek.
“Ow ow.” Danny wiggles his eyebrows at her.
“Get your head out of the gutter.” Emma laughs at him and the lights dim, causing the crowd to cheer and applaud.
“Ladies and gentlemen please welcome, Axis!”
The bandmates run onto the stage and grab their instruments, immediately going into the first song.
By the third it’s Emma’s turn to sing. “Right you dashing lot, some of you may not have heard but we’d hired this blonde chick to be permanently in the band!” The crowd cheers and Emma smiles out at them. “This is Emma’s first major gig in New York! So be respectful alright?” The crowd applauds and Emma takes a few deep breaths to calm her nerves.
Danny counts them in and Jack starts strumming the melody.
Emma opens her mouth and begins to sing. She smiles as Isabel kneels in her peripheral vision to take a shot. The light shifts and two familiar figures come into view as they approach the stage.
Alex and Kara beam up at her, filling Emma with gratitude and love that they flew out to see her. Especially with knowing how much Kara doesn’t like airplanes. She notices another familiar brunette standing beside the sisters, a look of astonishment paints her face as she gazes at the pair and then looks back up to Emma.
The gig continues and Emma feels exhilarated at the applause and energy in the large room.
She smiles and looks down at her sisters-
Suddenly Alex and Kara’s eyes glow red and wicked smiles spread across their faces. Causing Emma’s heart to race in fear. The pair push through the crowd, who don’t react at being harshly jostled or when her sisters jump onto the stage. Emma backs up and wonders why the band is still playing, why no one is helping her. But she can’t escape. She can’t move.
Her sisters stalk towards her. “You’re worthless.” Alex says cruelly. Her voice breaks easily through the music.
“No one loves you, not really.” Kara mocks.
“You’ll never be good enough, for anyone.” Alex grabs her throat and lifts her up into the air.
“Al-”
Suddenly Alex throws Emma out towards the crowd.
“Emma!” A familiar voice screams her name as the ground beneath her breaks and she falls into the abyss.
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Emma shoots up out of bed and lands heavily on the floor. Knocking the wind out of her as she gasps for breath and curls into the fetal position.
‘You’re okay.’ Emma tries to soothe herself as her body shakes violently. ‘It was just a dream.’
“Emma? Are you okay?” Hope’s voice calls out to her and Emma gives the AI the thumbs up. “Your heart rate is still elevated. Shall I call Miss Luthor or Miss Aries for you?”
Emma adamantly shakes her head and sits up. Knowing the AI will indeed call if she doesn’t move.
Emma rests against the cool window and runs a shaking hand through her damp hair.
She tries to breathe in deeply and calm her racing heart. Her eyes glance at the empty bed and her stomach pinches. What she would give to just be held by her girlfriend right now.
Over a week after the carnival Lena had stormed home, furious with her team and packed a bag to South Korea to leave immediately. Emma could barely get any information out of her other than Lena needed to get there urgently to fix whatever error had been caused.
That was over two weeks ago and Emma misses Lena terribly. They still message each other, but Lena’s texts have dwindled and were getting far and few between. Making Emma’s heart pang with loneliness.
Alex and Kara have also been a bit awol recently. She has seen them from time to time, but they have now begun the habit of rushing off due to an incident with the DEO and eventually cancelling their sister time together.
Emma now finds herself staring at her phone, whether to bother messaging Lena to see how she is doing or to contact her sisters about meeting up for a film night or sleepover.
Emma completely understands that the city and its people come first. But she was finding herself becoming more and more isolated with each passing day while the others faced a threat they weren’t telling her about.
Even the past few game nights have been cancelled due to attacks that have needed most of the group to contain. Although this hadn’t been a total waste as she would go over to her Mom’s apartment and cuddle with her on the sofa.
The dream filters back into her mind, at how she felt when she spotted her sisters in the crowd. The surprise but overwhelming feelings of love towards them that they had previously travelled to see her first major gig in New York with the band.
But her happy memories of the past had mixed with her nightmares of the present.
Trying to stay clear of the image of the flowing red eyes, Emma’s thoughts turn to Isabel and she wonders how he is doing. If he managed to transition and live his best life.
Knowing she wouldn’t be getting back to sleep anytime soon, Emma shakily stands and goes to have a shower. For a while she just stands under the warm, comforting spray as she rests against the wall. Letting it soothe her aching head.
Once dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, she puts Kara’s glasses on and goes to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge.
Sitting on the sofa she opens her Macbook Pro and goes through her emails to check on Robyn’s progress on their most recent track. She uploads it and listens, connecting the small keyboard to her Macbook and starts playing around with the melody and drum beat.
Once she feels satisfied and emails Robyn her work, she notices the sun has already risen and Emma realises it is nearing lunch time.
Biting her lip, Emma wonders if Kara is free for lunch, something they would generally do on a Thursday as Kara would always try and keep it free for her.
Making her mind up Emma does an order that she can pick up and gets changed into more suitable clothing. She activates the face modifier and drives to the restaurant first to pick up the food.
While approaching Catco’s underground parking area Emma disables the modifier so security would recognise her and allow her through.
She parks in Kara’s allocated space and grabs the takeout bag.
When the elevator doors open onto Kara’s floor Emma is hit with a wall of noise and activity.
‘Something big must be happening.’ Emma thinks as she makes her way through the bullpen towards Kara’s office. Trying to ignore the murmurs and surprised gasps as she walks past Kara’s colleagues. Realising she probably should have reactivated the modifier.
“Hey Emma!” Nia spots her and rushes over. “How are you? Are you okay? I’m so sorry I haven’t messaged you much it’s been really busy and-”
Emma holds up her free hand, motioning to Nia it was okay.
“Miss Danvers?” A familiar voice asks from the main office doors. A stunning brunette makes her way over to the pair. She holds her hand out to shake Emma’s hand. “Andrea Rojas, editor in chief. We have met before at many of Lena’s galas.” Emma can’t help but focus on Andrea’s stunning blue eyes, noticing hints of green within them.
Emma nods and gives her a small, polite smile.
“Unfortunately Kara isn’t here. Doing some field work or whatever it is she does.” Andrea motions out the window.
Emma’s stomach drops at the news and she nods.
‘I should have texted her.’ Emma berates herself as her chin dips towards her chest.
“But she should be back soon, would you like a drink while you wait? My office is a lot more comfortable than hers.”
Emma quickly glances at Nia. Unsure how to communicate, especially when Andrea swoops down, taking the takeout bag from her hand and struts back into her office.
“Nia? Will you get Miss Danvers and I a drink please?” Andrea asks behind her shoulder.
“Sure.” Nia gulps out and scrambles off to get them.
Emma watches her go in bewilderment and follows behind the editor. Andrea places the bag on the coffee table between the two sofas and motions for Emma to sit with her. Emma stiffly lowers herself down and watches as Andrea picks up her tablet.
“So, how are you Emma? Do you mind if I call you Emma?”
Emma shakes her head and Andrea taps away on her tablet.
‘Is she wanting an interview?’ Emma frowns slightly at the brunette, knowing Lucy will fry her alive if she did any interview without her input.
“Great! By the way, loving the new eyewear! Glasses really suit you!”
Emma smiles politely and Nia enters the office with the two drinks.
“Aw thanks Nia.” Andrea says kindly as Nia places them on the coffee table. The brunette waits for Nia to leave again and closes the office door behind her. “Oh and I understand sign language both BSL and ASL, so.” She picks up her small espresso cup and motions for Emma to communicate.
“That’s a relief to hear.” Emma signs.
“I bet. Not many do huh?”
Emma shakes her head and sips her drink before putting it back down. “Is this an interview?”
“God no! I’m sorry if I make it seem like that! I’m constantly working and don’t know when to stop!” Andrea chuckles and gives the blonde a warm smile. “I know we are more acquaintances than friends. I mean I’m your sister’s boss and Lena’s oldest friend, but you do have an ally in me, if you find you ever need one.”
Emma tilts her head as she studies the brunette. Her words seem genuine. But there is something Emma can’t quite put her finger on.
“Thank you. It has been a bit intense recently. I mean, I’m grateful to be alive but sometimes I feel stuck. With my voice gone, what good am I?”
Andrea intently watches Emma sign and before she can respond her tablet pings and she glances down at it. Her eyebrows knit together for a moment before she relaxes her face again and draws her attention back to Emma. “Sorry about that.” She apologises and gives the blonde a sympathetic look. “Emma, I’m sure your sisters and Lena, heck even the whole world will tell you you are so much more than your voice. And from what the media are saying, it does sound intense with all the different therapies you are doing. How has your recovery been going? I’ve seen the latest posts and it’s amazing how you are walking so well after such an horrific attack.”
Emma nods. “I have a great team around me.”
“Yea, I bet. And of course your sisters and Lena. Have they been a tremendous help?” Andrea asks, noticing how Emma’s face falls slightly.
“Emma?!” Kara’s voice booms from the office door and Emma’s face lights up at seeing her sister. “What are you doing here?”
Emma stands and holds up the takeout bag.
“I’m sorry but I don’t have time right now and you shouldn’t be bothering Ms. Rojas.” Kara scolds the blonde and turns to her boss. “Andrea I am so sorry for Emma wasting your time.”
“Oh she wasn’t.” Andrea says without looking up from the tablet in her lap.
“Come on.” Kara motions for Emma to leave the office.
“Hopefully see you around Emma?” Andrea calls after her.
The blonde turns back and nods. She follows her sister to her office, but they don’t go in.
“Look, I’m sorry but you should have messaged me. I’m way too busy to just stop and have lunch with you.”
Emma’s heart pings in hurt and she lowers her head.
Kara’s phone bleeps and she quickly gets it out of her pocket. “I gotta go.” Kara grits out, not even glancing at her sister as she rushes away. Leaving Emma standing alone by Kara’s office door.
“Emma?” Another voice asks behind her.
Emma swallows her pain and sniffs. Not allowing any tears to build up.
“Emma?” The voice asks again and a gentle hand touches her shoulder.
Emma jumps and spins around to see a startled Ben.
“Wow! Sorry!” He holds his hands up in surrender. “Are you okay?”
Emma automatically nods, but her face crumbles.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Ben places a comforting hand on her shoulder. “My office is nearby, do you want to sit in there for a bit?”
Emma nods and Ben leads her there. He closes the glass door behind him and motions for his colleagues to disperse.
“Please sit.” Ben gestures to the sofa and Emma heavily flops onto it, making the sofa creek.
“Kara does that too.” Ben laughs at Emma’s startled face and goes to sit on the other end.
Emma lifts the take out bag towards him.
“What?”
Emma gets her phone out to type.
“Oh, er, I know sign language.” Ben smiles at her and Emma raises her eyebrows.
“How?”
“Extra credit for school. Proved really useful in the end.”
Emma nods. “Do you want to have this lunch? I can’t let this go to waste.”
“Only if you’ll eat it with me.”
Emma pauses, her instant reaction was to decline and get the hell out of there. But his hopeful expression makes her nod her head instead.
“Great!” Ben beams and starts taking the boxes out. “Wow! There’s enough here for a small army!”
Emma shrugs. “The Danvers special.”
“Of course it is.” Ben laughs. “I’ve had plenty of those, needed to work out at the gym more! I don’t know how you all keep so toned and thin!”
“Good genes I guess.”
Emma smiles, finding she is enjoying Ben’s company and already feeling settled with him.
The pair continue communicating and eat some of the food until there is a knock on the office door.
“Come in.” Ben calls out and a Catco employee apologetically asks him a question.
Emma’s eyes wander around the office while she waits and she notices some familiar pictures. She places the takeout box on the table next to the sofa and stands. Slowly walking over to the collage pictures of a concert. Axis’ first concert in New York with Emma in the band.
One photo catches Emma’s eyes, one of her with her head tilted back and to the side, gazing at the camera in the mirror.
“That’s one of my favourites.” Ben comments beside her, making her flinch by his sudden appearance.
“How did you get these?”
“I-” The words catch in Ben’s throat and he coughs. Emma tilts her head as she waits. “I took them.”
Emma blinks and straightens her head. Her eyes analyse all of Ben’s face before returning to his warm, brown eyes.
“It’s you!” Emma springs forward and pulls Ben into a hug. He laughs and hugs her back.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you right away.” Ben pulls her back over to the sofa, concerned for her wellbeing. “I was worried about your reaction, whether you’d even remember me.”
“Of course I remember you! I was actually thinking about you this morning.” Emma signs with a smile, trying to push aside the glowing, red eyes that appear in her mind.
“For real?” Ben asks, taken aback.
Emma nods. “You made quite the impact on me.”
“And you me.”
“May I?” Emma motions to his face, asking for permission to touch him.
“Sure!”
Emma gently reaches out and feels his face, she leans in to take in every angle, tilting her head one way and his the opposite, while hiding his stubble and starts to see hints of the photographer she met in New York all those years ago.
“What the hell is going on?!” Kara fumes from the doorway, causing the pair to break apart and Emma to spin around.
“Nothing!” Ben jumps to his feet, but Emma remains frozen as she stares, terrified, at her seething sister. “It’s a long, funny story actually-”
“I don’t care!” Kara yells and grinds her teeth. “How could you do this to me?!” Kara vibrates in anger before storming off.
“Babe wait!” Ben rushes after his girlfriend.
But Emma doesn’t hear the commotion.
Her head pounds, the world muffles and fizzes around her.
Red, glowing, hate filled eyes surround her.
Hands grasp at her throat.
She chokes for air and tries to pull it into her struggling lungs. But it’s useless as the hands around her neck tighten and she falls heavily from the sofa onto the carpet below.
“Emma?!” Nia yells in a panic and drops next to the stricken blonde. “Emma! Emma!” Nia shakes her, not knowing what to do.
“What’s going on?!” Andrea storms into the office and halts at the sight of a convulsing, ashen Emma on the floor.
“She- I-” Nia gapes up at her, tears filling her eyes.
“Call an ambulance!” Andrea shouts into the bullpen before turning back and kneeling on the floor. “Nia, you need to calm down.” The brunette tries to soothe the younger woman but turns her attention back to Emma, whose lips are turning blue.
“Emma? Can you hear me? You are safe. You are in Catco and nothing is going to hurt you.” Andrea repeats in a calming tone.
“What-” Ben stares with wide eyes from the doorway.
“Emma’s exper-iencing a PTSD epi-sode.” Nia chokes out, rubbing the ever flowing tears from her face.
“PTSD.” Ben’s mouth drops open.
“Ben, wait by the elevator for the ambulance crew and lead them straight here.” Andrea orders before going back to reassure the stricken blonde. “Come on Emma! Breathe!”
Ben turns and sprints to the elevators, getting his phone out in the process to call Kara. “Babe, Emma’s in a bad way, Nia says she’s having a PTSD episode. Look, I’m sorry for what you thought you saw. We didn’t kiss. If you come back I can explain everything. We met years ago and I would never do that to you. Please.”
As soon as Ben finishes the voicemail the elevator doors ping open and an ambulance crew rush out.
“This way!” Ben motions and they race after him. “Move!” He yells at his colleagues gathering by his office.
“She’s stopped breathing!” Andrea yells and the crew sprint in to start administering CPR.
“No, Emma, no!” Nia cries, putting her hand over her mouth as she sobs.
“We need to get her to a hospital now!” The crew places her on the gurney and one of them straddles Emma’s thighs as they keep performing CPR. The crew sprint out towards the elevators as Catco employees dive out of the way with their phones in hand. Ben, Nia and Andrea race after the crew.
“What the hell happened?” James yells, seeing the commotion and runs alongside his friends.
“Emma, she-” Ben tries to speak but words fail him. “Kara got angry and Emma- she collapsed.”
“Come on!” Andrea yells at them as she holds the next available elevator and they scramble into it. The short ride down is intense and as soon as the doors open they rush out onto the street where the ambulance is parked.
Nia feels like she is about to throw up at how the paramedic is practically slamming their hands onto Emma’s chest to keep her heart pumping.
“My car’s nearby!” James yells at them, Ben and Nia go to follow him but Andrea grabs Nia’s arm.
“Let me know how she is okay?” Andrea asks and quickly gives the sobbing woman a hug.
Nia nods and jumps as the ambulance blares to life and takes off down the street. Cars pull over to try and allow it to pass in the jammed city.
“Nia! Let's go!” James calls from the car. The brunette dives inside and James takes off after the ambulance before she can even close the door properly.
“Which hospital do you think they are going to?” Ben asks as he tries to text Kara again.
“They won’t be heading to a hospital.” James says coolly.
“What do you mean?!” Ben yells bewildered. “Her heart’s fucking stopped!”
“She will get treatment! Just not at a hospital.” James snaps back as he concentrates on following the ambulance, blaring his horn and flashing his lights to be let through with it.
True to James’ word the ambulance takes a sharp turn and heads in the opposite direction to any hospital.
They pull up outside the DEO building and Ben stares up in disbelief at the office complex.
“What are we doing here?” He yells as he races after the other two. He watches as the ambulance crew dash the gurney towards the entrance.
Suddenly Alex sprints out with a few agents and pulls the EMT off her sister and straddles her instead. Taking over compressions and ordering her team into the building.
“Come on Emma!” Alex yells, feeling her sister’s cracked ribs that break further under her hands.
They move into a medical room and transfer Emma onto an operating table, hooking her up to many monitors to read her stats.
Alex almost breaks down at the flatline tone of the heart monitor.
“Alex! We need to shock her!” Doctor Hamilton yells and Alex jumps off her sister. Nurses cut away Emma’s clothes from her body. Alex can’t help but grimace at the bruises already forming on Emma’s chest. “Ready? Charge to 150!”
The defibrillator hums and the doctor places the paddles over Emma’s chest. “CLEAR!”
Alex swallows as Emma’s body jolts off the table. “Come on Emma, please.” Alex pleads with her baby sister and Nia places a comforting hand on her shoulder. Not believing what is happening to her friend.
“Pulse?” A nurse shakes her head at Doctor Hamilton’s question. “Charge to 200!”
“Nothing.”
“Put in an epi and charge to 250!”
Alex watches in utter terror as the team battles to bring Emma back.
But finally, the room fills with a heart beat and everyone breathes out in relief.
“Levels are stabilising.” A nurse calls out as they watch the monitors and Alex feels her legs give way in relief.
“Wow.” Nia catches the redhead and Ben helps keep Alex upright.
“Do we have a wheelchair or something?”
James runs out of the room to grab one and they lower the distraught woman into it.
“Alex, she’s okay.” Ben softly reassures her and Alex nods but lowers her head. The adrenaline completely crashed out of her.
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As soon as Emma is stabilised she is moved into another, bigger room. Similar to the one she was in the first time she was brought in.
Ben pushes Alex while they follow the bed with James walking with Nia behind them.
As soon as the bed and equipment is in place Alex immediately stumbles out of the wheelchair and sits in the chair next to her sister’s bed. She takes her hand and swallows as she studies the bags under her sister’s eyes. The others go to find other chairs and sit around the bed as well.
“What happened?” Alex quietly asks, keeping her eyes fixed on Emma’s face.
“I was having lunch with Emma and-” Ben pauses, causing Alex to turn her head to look at him, signalling him to continue. “I revealed something to Emma, I- I knew Emma from before and we embraced. But by the looks of it, Kara thought we kissed and yelled at us. I ran after her but lost her.”
“And I saw Emma collapse. She was having an episode but I panicked like an idiot and Andrea couldn’t help her out of it.” Nia adds, self loathing evident in her voice while the images of seeing Emma fall replay in her mind. The way her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she gasped for breath.
“You weren’t an idiot. You reacted how many would.” Alex tries to assure the young woman and when Nia nods, Alex focuses back on her sister.
A short time passes and the group hear thundering feet charge down the corridor. Brainy, Lucy, Sam, Eliza and J’onn appear in the doorway and the Danvers matriarch rushes over to Emma’s side.
“Oh sweetheart!” Eliza cups Emma’s pale face and tears slip from her eyes.
They are filled in on what had happened, Eliza and J’onn sit on Emma’s other side. While Brainy gets a chair to sit next to Nia and Sam grabs a chair and sits next to Alex. Lucy excuses herself to call Andrea to threaten her with NDA’s so she doesn’t talk about this incident. Finding that Andrea has already spoken to her employees and made them delete their pictures and videos of Emma. Threatening that any leaks will be traced back to them and they will be fired.
Next thing the group hear is a whoosh and Supergirl appears in the doorway, looking uncharastically dishevelled. Her eyes wide and frightened.
“Supergirl?” Ben blinks at the superhero’s arrival.
“Ah Supergirl.” J’onn stands and makes his way over. “Please can you find Kara Danvers for us? I’m sure her family will appreciate it.”
“What?” Supergirl blinks at him, her eyes dart around the room and settle on Ben. “Oh, right. Yes. On it.” She super speeds away and Ben’s mouth hangs open.
“First time seeing her huh?” James asks bemused.
“Up close yea.” Ben admits.
“Stay with these guys and you’ll get used to it.”
Suddenly they hear running feet and Kara rushes through the door. “Is she okay?!”
Eliza slowly rises to her feet and approaches her frantic daughter. “Her heart stopped but she’s going to be fine.”
“Her heart- her heart stopped.” Kara’s eyes widen even more. “I did that?”
“No sweetheart.” Eliza holds out her arms to hug her daughter, but Kara backs away and shakes her head. Ben quickly gets to his feet, recognising she is going to bolt.
“No, I did that. I stopped her heart by yelling at her. I did that.” Kara turns to flee but Ben rushes after her, calling her name as he runs into the corridor.
Alex watches Ben go after her sister. But she has no desire to move as well.
“Has anyone contacted Lena?” Sam asks the group.
“I’ve sent her a text to contact me when she can.” James sighs.
“I’ve done the same.” Nia nods and looks at her phone. “But it’s still on delivered.” She holds it out to show Alex and Sam.
“Maybe I should go to her, bring her back here.” Sam offers and Alex nods before looking at her Mom.
“Yes I agree. It would also be better hearing it from you rather than a message or phone call.”
“Okay.” Sam stands and pauses as she has an idea. “Brainy, do you have a suit that can withstand breaking the sound barrier? I’m sure Lena will want to get here as soon as possible.”
“Yes actually I do! It’s a design similar to Lex’s suit and should work well.”
Sam nods and places her hand on Alex’s shoulder. “See you soon and let me know if anything changes?”
“Yea.” Alex responds and gently kisses Sam’s lips.
Sam and Brainy quickly leave the room and head to Alex’s laboratory.
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Lena goes over her notes for the meeting one more time, her nails tap on the desk, revealing her anxiety over the deal.
A familiar whoosh makes her turn to look at her open balcony door. A habit she’s never been able to stop, even when she isn’t in National City.
“Sam?” Lena asks as her best friend stands there in her superhero suit. Designed very much like Supergirl’s but the colour is a deep, dark purple with a black detailing, cape and mask. Sam morphs away the mask when she enters the office.
“You’re not answering your phone.” Her voice cracks and her eyes sparkle with unshed tears, causing lines to appear between Lena’s forehead.
“What’s happened?” She stiffens and her back becomes rigid.
“Emma-” Sam’s voice gets caught in her throat and she swallows. “She collapsed and her heart stopped.”
Lena’s eyes widen slightly, feeling like her own heart freezes. “Is she-”
“They managed to restart her heart, she’s okay. But you need to come back with me.” Sam implores her as she steps forward.
“No, I can’t.” Lena shakes her head in defiance.
Sam frowns deeply at her best friend, taken aback by her response. The small box containing Brainy’s suit was already in her hand to give to Lena. “What?”
“I can’t just up and leave right now. This meeting will either seal the deal or end L-Corp’s alliance with the Asian market.” Lena massages her temple in annoyance. “They are already going against me for being a woman and in a relationship with one.” Lena drops her hands and sighs. “I can’t have distractions right now.”
“Distractions?!” Sam yells in outrage at Lena’s words. “Lee! Emma nearly died today!”
“But she didn’t.” Lena adds simply.
Sam blinks at her, taking a step away from the CEO. “I don’t believe what I’m hearing.”
“Look, I promise I will come back as soon as I can but for L-Corp’s future, I need to do this.” Lena says, her eyes pleading with Sam to understand. Movement in Sam’s hand makes Lena lower her eyes to the box clutched in her hand. “What’s that?”
Sam looks down and turns it around in her hand. “It’s Brainy’s version of Lex’s suit. We thought you’d want to get back straight away and I had the idea of breaking the speed barrier to get you back. But-” Sam places the box back in her pocket. “Looks like we won’t be needing it.”
“Sam don’t do that.” Lena bites back. Her voice is low and cold.
“Don’t do what?! Lee Emma died. She stopped breathing! Her heart stopped! Alex had to break her ribs to keep the blood pumping around her body!”
She notices Lena’s lip quiver for a moment, but her facial expression remains emotionless. Sam lowers her head and places her hands on her hips. “Alright, but I’m not happy with this.” She snaps her head up and gives Lena a hard look. “What do you want me to say to Emma when she wakes up? She’s probably already awake.”
“Just that I’m sorry and I’ll see her soon.”
“Right.” Sam nods curtly and heads for the balcony. Her fists clench by her sides. If she had been human, her hands would be bleeding with small crescent cuts in the palm of her hands.
Lena watches Sam take off but turns back to her notes. Trying to push away the screaming voice ordering her to call Sam back and go back to National City. But she keeps the Luthor mask on.
‘Just a bit longer.’
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Pain is all Emma feels as she slips out of unconsciousness. If she could have, she would have groaned, instead she lets out pained gasps of breath.
“Emma?” A soothing voice calls out to her.
‘Lee?’ Emma’s mind cries back and a hand gently takes hers.
“Squeeze my hand.” The voice says and Emma manages to slightly grip it. “Oh thank Rao!”
‘Rao?’ Emma’s mind queries.
“Can you open your eyes for me?” Another voice asks.
Very slowly Emma partly lifts one eyelid. Wondering why she was finding it so difficult. ‘What happened?’
A torch light instantly makes her eye slam shut.
“Sorry Emma, but I need you to open them again for me.” The voice says gently but Emma scrunches up her face.
Everything was too loud.
Endless beeping shrills around her and she really does not want to open her eyes.
“Please peanut, just open them so we can check your pupils.”
‘Peanut? Alex?’ Emma turns her head to her sister’s voice and a hand gently cups her cheek.
“Yea I’m here. I got you.”
Emma slowly opens her eyes again. The torch light flashes in front of her and then everything gradually comes into focus.
Moving her eyes to the right she sees bright red hair and concerned brown eyes below a deep frown.
‘Alex.’
“She sees you.” Emma hears J’onn’s voice and Alex’s face relaxes slightly.
“I see you too.” Alex says gently as she strokes her thumb against Emma’s cheek. “You scared me.”
Emma’s eyebrows scrunch up in confusion. ‘What happened?’ She thinks and J’onn repeats her thoughts.
“You don’t remember?”
Emma tries to remember. Catco, Ben, Isabel, Kara-
Flaming red eyes fill her mind causing the machines to suddenly beep loudly and Emma stiffens. A surge of pain floods through her body.
Alex quickly studies the information on the monitors and immediately goes to comfort her sister.
“Hey, Emma, you’re okay. I got you.”
‘Hurts.’ Emma’s mind whines as tears prick at her eyes.
“What hurts Emma?” J’onn asks gently.
‘Everything.’ The blonde jerks her head, chest and shoulders, trying to relieve some of the pain there. ‘My chest really hurts.’
“She’s saying everything hurts, mainly her chest.”
“Okay, I’m going to give you some pain relief.” Doctor Hamilton appears with a syringe and injects it into Emma’s cannula. “You should feel more comfortable in a moment.”
Emma nods and glances around the room. ‘Lee?’
“She’s asking for Lena.” J’onn tells Alex and the redhead gives her sister a reassuring smile.
“She’ll be here at any moment.” Alex smiles reassuringly at her and Emma nods, a look of relief crossing her face. “She should be flying back with Sam as we speak.”
‘Mom?’
“Your mother is with Kara at the moment.” J’onn explains as he shares a look with Alex, the pair silently communicate.
‘Is she okay?’ Her mind asks, filled with worry and concern for her sister.
Alex nods and J’onn directs his gaze back to Emma. “She blames herself for your collapse.” J’onn explains and Emma shakes her head.
‘It was my fault. I should have messaged her. I know she’s really stressed and busy at the moment.’
“It’s nobody's fault Emma.” J’onn says softly, stroking Emma’s head to try and soothe her.
“Hey? What?” Alex asks and looks back and forth between the two.
“Emma thinks it’s her fault, that she should have messaged Kara to have lunch.”
Hearing this Emma turns her head away from her sister, unable to keep eye contact with her.
“Em-”
“Director! You’re both urgently needed in the Command Center.” An agent calls from the door.
Both J’onn and Alex look up.
“I’ll stay with her.” Lucy stands from her chair to sit in the one next to Emma.
“Okay.” Alex sighs out and kisses Emma’s forehead, feeling her sister flinch at the contact. “I’ll be back soon.”
Emma closes her eyes and presses her lips together. Her tongue pushing against the roof of her mouth as the familiar feeling of disappointment fills her heart. She listens to two pairs of feet sprint out of the room and swallows deeply.
“Hey, are you in pain?” Lucy asks next to her.
Emma nods and blinks up at her friend.
“Yea? Bit of a silly question huh? I mean you can’t have a few broken ribs without being in pain.” Lucy reaches for a wire and pulls it towards Emma. “Here’s your friendly neighbourhood, morphine drip!” She places it in Emma’s hand.
Emma gives her a small, closed mouth smile and immediately presses it. Lucy smiles back and sits in the chair. She pulls out her phone to check any mentions of Emma and the pair stay quiet. Content to be in each other's company.
In time Emma’s pain dulls and her eyes grow heavy again. She closes them and falls into a blissful, deep sleep.
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“Dammit, Supergirl and Dreamer are out of action.” Alex stares at the monitors, unsure what to do as she watches J’onn and Brainy fight the new metahuman.
“Alex? What’s going on?” Sam’s voice faintly fills her ear.
“There’s a new metahuman and we are a bit- short staffed right now.”
“Say no more.”
“Wha-?”
Suddenly a purple blur plows into the threat and Sam joins the fight to apprehend the metahuman.
Alex watches with baited breath as the trio work together with the DEO agents.
Finally they manage to achieve their goal and the DEO team hurls away the threat while the Superfriend’s take off and land on the DEO balcony.
“You okay?” Alex asks her girlfriend and gives her a tight hug.
“Yea, nothing we couldn’t handle.” Sam tenderly kisses Alex’s lips, they hold each other for a moment longer than normal before Alex pulls away.
“Where’s Lena?” Alex asks and watches Sam tighten her jaw.
“She’s in a meeting and will come back when she can.”
“Oh?” Alex frowns, surprised by Sam’s response. “But you told her what happened?”
“Yes and she’s staying behind, can’t afford any distractions.” Sam bites out.
“Dis-distractions?!” Alex seethes as anger bubbles up within her.
“Mhmm.” She responds through a closed mouth and decides to change the subject before Alex finds a way to get to Lena. “How’s Emma?”
Alex blinks and the rage in her face disappears at the thought of her baby sister. “She’s awake, or was, I imagine she’s probably gone back to sleep.”
“Probably a good thing.” Sam wraps an arm around her girlfriend as they make their way through the command center.
The day goes by without any more incidents. Much to everyone’s relief. Emma wakes up a few times but soon falls back to sleep due to the heavy pain killers being pumped into her.
But every time she wakes up, the first thing she communicates is to know where Lena is.
-- -- --
Alex is standing in the command centre at 4am, lecturing some new recruits about safety on a mission when purple light flashes across the room. Immediately everyone is on high alert and pulls their guns out.
“Lower your weapons!” Alex orders and waits as Lena appears through the portal. “Welcome back Luthor.”
Lena tilts her head at Alex’s tone and her eyes wander around the room and the drawn guns. “Quite a welcome home party Alex.” Lena strolls forward with her suitcase.
“Hoister your guns.” Alex orders and the recruits obey her. “You had your portal watch this entire time?” Alex grits out.
“I did fly out on a private jet, but saw it necessary to use the watch this time.”
“You-” Alex closes her mouth and motions for Lena to follow her. The raven haired woman rolls her eyes and trails behind the director as she leads her to her office. Once they are both inside, Alex closes the door and takes a deep breath. “Lena, it’s been nearly three days, where have you been? Emma’s already back at the apartment.”
“But her heart stopped.” Lena frowns deeply at the redhead. “Shouldn’t she still be here?”
“Not necessarily. The scans are showing her heart is working as it should and there’s no need to keep her here. Plus she will recover better in a more homely environment.”
“That may be the case but Sam said she has broken ribs.”
“X-rays show they weren’t broken.” Alex shrugs and Lena tilts her head as she watches her.
“But?”
“But I felt them break under my hands. I’m sure I did.” Alex admits as she relives the horrid moment of jumping onto the stretcher and pumping for her sister’s life.
“Well, if the x-rays didn't show any breaks, you obviously didn’t.”
“Yea.” Alex pauses and takes a deep breath. “So, are you going home?”
“I will. I need to get some sleep and I need to see her.” Lena activates the watch and the swirling, purple vortex appears behind her.
“Oh and Lena?” Alex calls out to her, making the raven haired woman turn around. “Welcome home.”
Lena nods with a small smile and walks through the portal into her apartment. She breathes in deeply, happy to be in the familiar space again. She glances around as she makes her way quietly to the bedroom. The apartment was spotless with only a few of Emma’s things lying around.
Lena carefully puts her hand on the bedroom door handle and quietly opens it. The room inside was dark, only being illuminated by the soft, city light Lena was letting in.
“Hope, put the lights to a soft glow.” Lena whispers as she steps through and quickly closes the door behind her. She silently approaches the bed and her heart clenches at the sight of a sleeping Emma holding her pillow close to her chest. “Oh love.”
Lena soundlessly gets ready and crawls into bed. She yawns deeply as she lays on her side facing Emma. Her eyes analyse the blonde’s pale face, noticing the bags under her eyes and chapped lips. Slowly Lena reaches out and gently rubs the back of her hand over Emma’s cheek and immediately the blonde begins to stir.
“Emma.” Lena softly coos. Slowly Emma’s eyes begin to move under her eyelids and she stretches. “Big stretch.” Lena smiles and yawns again.
Suddenly Emma’s eyes snap open and she gapes at her girlfriend.
“Hi.” Lena whispers softly. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get-”
Emma throws the pillow she’s clutching back where it belongs and swiftly launches herself at Lena, burying her face into the crook of Lena’s neck.
“Ow!” Lena gasps out and holds onto her. “I’m here. I’ve got you.”
She strokes Emma’s hair and kisses her head. Emma pulls back and tenderly kisses Lena’s lips. “I love you and I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner."
Emma responds by nuzzling their foreheads together and lets out a big yawn.
“I think we both need some sleep.” Lena says bemused and Emma shakes her head. Not wanting to fall asleep and realise this moment was a dream. “I’ll be here when you wake up love.” Lena says as if sensing what Emma was thinking. “Pinky promise.” Emma smiles sleepily and nods. She squeezes Lena’s shoulder three times before settling back into her arms.
Lena listens to Emma’s breathing grow slower and finally allows herself to feel the magnitude that she almost lost this. She tightens her hold on Emma and soon her eyes grow heavy and she too falls asleep.
(Part Thirty Nine)
#supergirl#supergirl fanfic#supergirl imagine#supergirl baby danvers#supergirl fanfiction#supergirl tv#lena luthor#lena luthor x baby danvers#lena luthor imagine#alex danvers x baby danvers#alex danvers imagine#alex danvers#alex danvers x sam arias#kara danvers#kara danvers x baby danvers#kara danvers imagine#kara danvers x original character#b!d#baby danvers
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I'm gonna ask again dear discoD,how do you come up with such ideas?🤣😂💙
When I saw Thomas,Mwaf baby it kinda first looked like piggyback ride😆👇Took me long enough to realise he was sitting on Thomas's lap :D
And Thomabelle? I was like Thomas ringing bell? 😆 (But Annabelle+Thomas 😳👍)
And was that dancer Dan? 🤣💃
Sorry but I had to😂
Kudos to you for coming up with this funny ones👏😂💕
Stay blessed dear!💞
My ideas?😂 Idk my brain is good at stuff like this I guess? 😹 But during a test my brain never answers the questions, it keeps singing songs from my playlist 🥲
You thought it was a piggy back ride? 😂😂😂 It's cool that way too. (Love the gif btw ❤️) Thomas can't ring a bell he can only do" choo choo" 🚂🚃🚃🚃🚃
Yes, dancer Dan is about to do some tango! 😂💃
Thank you so much dear 🥰❤️🥰❤️
Stay blessed too 💗
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thank u for the cg prompts
Do you mean the CG tips? /genq
We don't have any CG prompts, and my CG ask game isnt out yet 😅
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Babi's Name, age, pronouns┊・𓂃 Hi! im Finnegan, but prefer to go by Finn. Im 20 (21 on Jan 18th) and my pronouns are They/Them!
Babi's timezone┊・𓂃 CST! (or central standard time)
Bubby's Name, age, pronouns┊・𓂃 Hi im FD, im 21 and my pronouns are He/Him
Bubby's timezone┊・𓂃 MST (or mountain standard time)
Boundaries┊・𓂃 Please don't ask either of us to be your Little/cg, we are engaged and are not looking for romantic or platonic littles/cgs. Dms are open for anyone +16 or -26 (i had a bad past with older individuals on tumblr). Listen when we say "No!". If you would like to be moots/friends, please at least interact with our posts, its incredibly uncomfortable to have random txts from people asking to be friends that just followed 3 minutes before.
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About Babi┊・𓂃 I am a flip leaning regressor, and regress to about age 0-4. I am a sleepy, but bubby when regressed! Sometimes i go nonverbal, but i use a pacifier almost all the time. There is a ton of trauma surrounding my regression and it was very hard to regress. Now, with the help of bubby there is hope! I can only regress for small periods of time, and it needs to be assisted but its a great start and i hope that when we live together it'll boost my regression more!
About Bubby┊・𓂃 I am Finns CG, and I love my babi bear! I do everything I can to make sure they feel safe and comfy here when regressing, as well as when they aren't
Views on sitters┊・𓂃 We do not see sitters as something either of us would want to be apart of unless it was us sitting for/being sat by someone we know very well. My current sitter is @sleeplessjunkie Who generally just regresses with me when bubby is gone while we play games !!!! We will either talk a lot or not at all, and thats ok bc talk is hard! (we're also both autistic)
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Babi likes┊・𓂃 Bubby, jay, baking and cooking, playing games, reading (by myself and with bubby) making decor stuff and making custom things! Blues clues !!! if you see a blues clues ask from an anon, its probably me.
Babi dislikes┊・𓂃 Bugs, bugsbugsbugs. Being confronted(confrontation), purposely being misgendered, having my boundaries disrespected, bubby or jay being purposely misgendered, uh-…. i think thats it lol
Bubby likes┊・𓂃 BABI BEAR, our friends, gaming, cars, anything that has moving parts, reading and watching crime stuff, watching movies and playing games with babi and our friends, and really love the flash as well!
Bubby dislikes┊・𓂃 I dont like icky people coming to talk to babi and i (i dont really like talking to people in general), People misgendering babi or my friends or being rude towards them, and i dont like when people disrespect my boundaries I also dont like the idea of sitters because so many people in the community that we have encountered have bad intentions, but there's nothing else i can think of rn
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🌲 ⸝⸝︰{Posting and more!} ・
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┊Schedule・𓂃
✩⸜⸜ Mood/Stimboards
✩⸜⸜ Text post (tips, links, etc) hosted by babi or bubby!
✩⸜⸜ Wear or tear! (W.O.T)
✩⸜⸜ Worksheets
✩⸜⸜ Journal // QOTD hosted by bubby !
✩⸜⸜ Pos quotes/affirmations
These have no specific Dates, they will be posted as we see fit! Each post will be sent between 12pm and 1pm (don't know when that is? find my timezone above)
┊Anons・𓂃
✨, (☀🐝), 🩷
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❄️ ⸝⸝︰{Linkies} ・
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Carrd:┊・𓂃 TBD
Pronouns page:┊・𓂃 finns page here!
Instagram:┊・𓂃 Agere insta!
Twitch:┊・𓂃 Finn's twitch! || Bubs twitch!
Snowflake Nursery Discord:┊・𓂃 Nursery!
Dino Lovers Discord:┊・𓂃 Dinos!
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#✩⸜⸜Babi posts 🐠 - For posts by Finn#✩⸜⸜Bubby posts 🏎️ - For posts by Bubby (FD)#✩⸜⸜Bubbys happy homework 🦖 - For worksheet posts#✩⸜⸜Nursery Positivity 🌻- For positivity/affirmation/Selfcare posts#✩⸜⸜Finns funs 🖍️- For all mood/stimboards and other funs#✩⸜⸜Agere reports 📢- Reports about users that break DNI or are unsafe for the community#✩⸜⸜Babi answers 🚂 - For answers from babi!#✩⸜⸜Bubby answers 🌵 - For answers from bubby!#✩⸜⸜Nursery Asks 🔥 - For ask posts/answer posts for multi usage!#✩⸜⸜Reblogs 📖#sfw age regression#age regression#agere community#sfw agere#age regressor#autistic agere#age re safe space#agere blog#age dreaming#agere#ageregression#age regression blog#age regression caregiver#age regression community#agere aesthetic#agere boy#agere caregiver#agere cg#agere little#agere sfw
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