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Lena knew this was going to be a bad one. She was making dinner when she glanced up and saw that the Lakehawks game had been interrupted by a breaking news report. There was a fire on the south side hills, flames raking the side of the building as they reached hungrily for the sky, as if to consume the stars themselves.
Rushing to the balcony, she could see it, an angry red glow on the edge of the city. It was a bad place for a fire. It was out of control and the brush and vegetation nearby was dry; all of Southern California was under drought conditions and a fire watch. Everyone in the city would be glued to their televisions; a helicopter thumped overhead, sending a downblast over her as it thundered towards the fire.
Lena watched with her own eyes, briefly spotting the red and blue streak across the night sky. She couldn’t see the fire itself but she could imagine Kara slicing through the air at full speed, dousing or something the flames in some clever way. True to form, the glow died down quickly. Lena didn’t need to turn back to the tv to know the fire was was contained and would soon be out.
She waited patiently on the balcony, leaning over the railing and letting the crisp night air sweep through her hair. She looked up when she saw that familiar dash of red and blue slow and descend beside her, cape billowing out behind Kara as she landed.
Her face and hair and suit were streaked with soot and her eyes were downcast. Lena said nothing as she placed her hands on Kara’s big shoulders and led her inside. As soon as they were in, Lena closed the doors and pulled the curtains, then swiftly turned and undid the clasps that held Kara’s cape to her shoulders, sweeping it over the back of a chair. From the set of her back and the way her head hung, she knew at once that something as wrong.
She didn’t ask. Kara was never cruel to her, never snapped at her, but Lena had learned to read her and knew that she needed a little bit of silence to process after something happened.
A kind of ritual had been created between them. Lena parted the skintight suit to reveal the hidden zipper and pulled it down, exposing the honeyed skin of Kara’s broad back. She wore a crop top and boxers under the suit, and shimmied out of it, gathering it and the cape.
Kara turned to head towards the bedroom, and Lena caught her with a hand resting softly on her forearm.
“I wasn’t fast enough,” Kara whispered, as the tears began to fall.
Lena took the suit from her and the cape and laid them reverently across the chair.
“Don’t worry about me,” said Kara. “I’ll be fine.”
“You will be, but I’m going to worry all I want.”
Lena pressed into her and Kara wrapped her arms around her, nuzzling her nose into the crown of Lena’s head. Kryptonian super-senses. She was taking deep breaths of Lena’s pheromones and feeling the beat of her heart against her own chest. Kara smelled like sweat and burnt drywall, but Lena didn’t care.
“Eat your dinner. I’ll be okay.”
Lena let her go, but put away what she’d been making; the chicken could brine for up to a day anyway, and she wanted to share this meal for Kara. Lena wouldn’t admit that she enjoyed feeding Kara, whose body seemed so incapable of gaining any weight which was not muscle, but she knew she did. Not to mention the little thrill she got from introducing her to new tastes.
She had a protein shake instead, waiting for Kara to come out of the shower. Kara would wash her suit and cape herself, so Lena left it.
When she stepped into the bedroom, Kara had changed into a loose, threadbare t-shirt and was fluffing her hair with a towel. Eventually it would dry into flawless waves with loosely curled, salon perfect ends; apparently Kryptonians also had super styling amongst their repertoire of scientifically implausible abilities.
Kara flopped on her side on the bed, sighing.
Lena crawled aboard behind her and wrapped her arms around Kara, and Kara immediately sank back into her embrace with a soft sigh. The bed erased their height difference and Lena sheltered Kara with her body, tucking her head against her chest. After a while, she began slowly running her fingers through Kara’s damp hair, and her tuneless hum became a half-remembered lullaby her mother had sung as Kara let out a quiet sob and shuddered.
Sometimes, the biggest person needed to be small, and the strongest woman in the world needed someone to be stronger. Eventually, Kara told Lena what happened, yet another invisible scar she’d carry forever. Once again Lena bitterly thought that Kara didn’t deserve to live like this, bearing the guilt of two whole worlds on her shoulders.
But she did, so Lena would help her carry it.
#supercorp#supergirl fanfiction#supergirl#supercorp fanfic#lena luthor#kara danvers#kara x lena#karlena#supergirl fanfic#ficlet#softcorp#Kara is tiny baby#Lena is tiny baby#sad Kara#poor thing only thinks about the ones she doesn’t save
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microfic - bartylily!! | 2k words | infidelity (sorry james!) and sexual content!! (smuttiest thing i’ve ever written lmao) also barty is a dressmaker and lily is coming for a fitting (wink wink)
“You know, Lady Potter, the more I see you, the more convinced I am that your husband just doesn’t know how to treat a lady right”
Lily rolled her eyes as she walked further into the room, looking at Barty out of the corner of her eye as the door fell shut behind her, “He knows how to pay for all these dresses”
Barty chuckled, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her shoulders, draping himself over her like he wanted her to wear him instead of a dress, leaning in so his lips were pressed against her ear, “Because that’s the only thing you come here for”
“Of course,” said Lily, smoothing down the front of the dress she was wearing and studiously ignoring the heat she could feel rising in his cheeks as Barty bit at her earlobe, trailing his lips down her neck, nipping at her skin. “I’m here for a dress fitting, nothing more, the Mckinnons are having a soirée and I need new measurements done”
“Riiight,” Barty dragged out the word, pulling back, running his hands along her shoulders and down her arms, “Well, I suppose you had better take your dress off then, we want to make these measurements as… close as possible”
Lily laughed, turning to swat at Barty’s arm, catching him watching her, something between awe and pride in his eyes, the same way he’d looked at her the first time he’d made her laugh - the first time he’d made her cum.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to help me with the buttons,” she smiled, playing coy, turning back around again. She could feel the heat of his body as he stepped closer to her again, his breath on the back of her neck, standing far too close to be professional, his hands working their way down her back, undoing the line of pearl buttons.
With the last one, he slid his hand under the fabric of the dress, cold on the skin of her lower back, her waist, squeezing at her hip, and she gasped.
“There,” he said, sliding his other hand up her shoulder and helping her to slip the sleeves off, the top of the dress falling to gather at her waist, exposing her chest to the cool air of the fitting room. Lily leaned back into him slightly as he ran his hand up her stomach to cup one of her breasts.
She wasn’t quite sure how it had started, this thing between them, this routine - Lily would go to get fitted for a dress and Barty would get her off - but there was something addictive about the way he touched her, the attention, the adoration, the worship in his fingers, in his words. He made her feel alive, he made her ache, just a few touches and she could already feel that she was wet, anticipation bubbling under her skin wherever his hands went.
“Now,” Barty said, speaking into her neck, lips pressed against her skin, two fingers circling lightly around her nipple, the other hand moving downwards towards where her dress was bunched up at her waist, “Can you do the rest yourself or do you need my help?”
Lily lay her head back to rest on his shoulder, feeling herself blush as he licked at her neck, breathing, “My husband has paid for your finest attentions”
Barty bit into her neck then, pinching at her nipple at the same time, making Lily gasp again.
“So he has,” Barty agreed, face moving away slightly, both hands moving down to sit just above her dress, fingers brushing over the skin just underneath the fabric, “And, although I’m sure you’re used to disappointment where Lord Potter is concerned, I always make sure my customers are satisfied”
With that he gathered her dress in his hands and pulled it down over her hips, her arse, her thighs, letting it fall to the floor as his hands roamed back up her body, squeezing at her thighs, her arse, her hips.
“My my, Lady Potter,” he murmured, pulling her backwards, closer to him, her bare skin pressing against his clothes, his fingers pressing into her skin, “No undergarments? How scandalous”
Lily huffed, bringing a hand up to thread through his hair, tugging lightly in a way that made his hands squeeze tighter at her body, “Do you satisfy all of your customers in the same way?”
Barty lowered his face to her neck again, mouth just above her pulse point, like he was trying to speak directly into her bloodstream, “Why? Would you be jealous if I said yes?”
One of his hands moved down over her hip bone, brushing through curls and circling her clit, the other moved upwards, cupping her breast again, squeezing her nipple. Lily tightened her grip on his hair, trying to sound unaffected, trying not to moan, as she said, “No”
Barty laughed, hands unrelenting, everywhere, making her squirm against him, heat not just in her cheeks now, “I’m the most popular dressmaker in the city, you know. You’re one of six different fittings just today. Would you be jealous if all of those people got the same treatment as you? My finest attentions?”
Lily shook her head, sure she wouldn’t be able to contain a moan if she attempted to speak this time, his hands were unyielding, inexorable, pressing, squeezing, his breath hot on her neck.
“You’ll have to use your words, princess,” Barty said, pulling her body backwards even closer into his, like he was trying to push himself into her bones, merge them into one, become a part of her, “Tell me. Would you be jealous if I told you that you’re not the only one?”
He moved a finger through her wetness as he spoke, rubbing at her clit again before sliding it into her warm heat, his other hand still playing with her nipple, “If I told you that my shop is popular because of more than just the clothes?”
Lily gasped, hand lifting to join the other clenched tight in Barty’s hair, as his finger slid in and out of her, as he kept speaking, mouth still pressed to her pulse point, “That everyone you see wearing my clothes - all your acquaintances, your friends, your husband - gets all the same benefits that you do?”
She moaned as he added a second finger, as his other hand pinched hard at her nipple, as he bit and licked at her neck, merciless, relentless, everywhere at once in a way that made her feel like she was stood in the middle of a bright, hot bonfire, burning at the stake.
“Tell me, princess,” Barty continued, inexorable, “Would you be jealous?”
His thumb moved to circle her clit as his fingers pressed in and out of her, and Lily moaned again, panting, trying to focus enough to speak, mind consumed by the fire, by the pleasure, by his fingers, his worship of her.
“No,” she eventually managed to breathe out, a word that turned into a moan halfway through as Barty sucked hard at her pulse point, still pressing impossibly closer to her, never close enough.
He licked at the spot he’d sucked, tongue hot and wet, then moved his head away from her neck slightly, the hand on her breast moving up over her collarbone to rest around her throat instead, applying a little pressure, making Lily squirm again, the heat in her burning ever higher, rising to a roaring inferno, closer and closer to the peak of its height.
“What was that, princess?” he said, trailing kisses over her shoulder now, his own breathing heavy as she moaned again, his erection pressing against the curve of her arse where their bodies were tight against each other, closer than close, merging into one.
“I didn’t quite catch it,” he continued, biting at her shoulder, one hand flexing around her neck, the other still working inside her, three fingers now, lighting her up from the inside out, relentless.
Lily pulled at his hair, hard enough to hurt, fingers in a white-knuckled grip, hands sweaty, her turn to make him moan, low and almost desperate into the skin of her shoulder, a curl of satisfaction only adding to the crescendo of heat inside her.
“I said-” she panted, biting at her lip to stop another moan of her own as Barty’s thumb dug into the space between her jaw bone and her skull, as his other thumb rubbed unrelenting circles onto her clit.
“I said no,” she managed, pressing herself back even closer into Barty’s body, close enough that the shape of his shirt buttons, his belt buckle, would probably be indented into the skin of her back, leaving a mark like the hickeys she was sure were bruising her neck, becoming a part of her, fusion.
Barty laughed, hot breath on Lily’s skin, tightening his grip around her throat, fingers sliding in and out of her faster, harder, moving to press his lips against her ear, “I don’t think I believe you”
Lily was hurtling rapidly towards an explosion, toes curling, a flame travelling along a trail of gunpowder, approaching the powder keg, set to blow up, shatter, erupt. She couldn’t stop the noises coming out of her mouth now, needy and greedy and obscene, almost as obscene as the sound of Barty’s fingers moving in her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge, to the burning inferno.
“I think you like the idea of being special too much, princess,” Barty maintained the pressure around her throat, on her clit, relentless, inexorable, merciless, moving to bite at her collarbone, like he was trying to sink his teeth into the bone itself and suck out the marrow, and Lily’s eyes rolled back as something exploded inside of her, the fire reaching the powder keg, falling headfirst into a roaring inferno, fireworks erupting behind her eyelids, collapsing entirely against Barty.
He moaned against her skin again, entirely desperate-sounding now, animalistic, raw, as she spasmed against him, around his fingers still inside her. He moved the hand that had been around her throat to wrap around her waist instead, holding her up as she shattered into pieces in his hands, licking at the layer of sweat on the skin of her neck, tongue hot and wet, groaning like he was tasting ambrosia, something holy despite the way she was burning up in hell’s inferno.
Lily panted, coming down from her high, Barty helping her through it, his erection still pressing up against her arse, his belt buckle, his shirt buttons, still pressing into her skin, the two of them merging into one.
“And you are special,” Barty went on, pulling his fingers out of her, lifting them to his lips, licking them clean and moaning again, the gods’ nectar, divinity, sublimity. With his fingers clean, he gripped Lily’s chin gently and tilted her face towards his, awe, pride, devotion, worship in his eyes as he looked at her blissed-out face.
He kissed her, slow and reverent, and she could taste herself on his lips, his tongue, hot and wet, murmuring against her lips, “So, so special for me, princess”
Lily nearly collapsed back against him again, entirely weak in his arms, still breathing heavily, against his lips, anticipation building again, addicted to his touch, his adoration, the way he held her like he wanted to melt into her, like he wanted them to fuse into one, inseparable.
She turned in his arms, facing him now, wrapping her arms around his neck, one hand sliding into his hair to deepen their kiss, Barty’s hands moving to rest on her hips, pulling back slightly, something a little mocking in his eyes, to say “You know, I bet these little meetings are the only time you ever cum”
Lily scoffed, pulling back further, moving her hands to rest on his chest, pulling her hips back from where they had been grinding against Barty’s, against the wet patch in the place his trousers were straining, “You know, I came here for a dress fitting, nothing more, and you haven’t even gotten your tape measure out yet”
#idk where this came from but. it certainly came#as did lily.#so.#bartylily#lily evans#lily potter#barty crouch jr#barty crouch junior#please be nice to me i never write smut like this xoxo#feeling a little tiny bit ridiculous but yk. good vibes.#yeeehaw baby#kara’s incy wincy fics
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So I went on my job interview doing my best to look Kara Danvers. You know? Navy blue collared shirt, pair of nice slacks, and a belt. Adorable 5'2 baby gay. Didn't look quite right, but it felt nice!
Anyways I get there and I realize I don't look right cus I do not look at all like golden sunshine puppy butch lady. Instead I look like Gracie Harts baby sister and I feel a little bit better lol
Anyways I got the job. Your looking at a person who makes money's now 😊😊😊
#I did it!#Happy#Genuinely so thankful I really needed a win man#I get to work remotely#No customers or customer service#All the data entry I could want#And a salary to boot! My first big adult boy job#😊😊😊#moral of the story#Ceos trust gay people#Especially tiny gays doing their best to look professional#All I was missing was the Clark Kent glasses I swear#so close#supergirl#kara danvers#baby butch#gracie hart#miss congeniality#story time#text#textpost
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What's in a Name
"Oh rao, I can't believe it." Kara works to contain her excitement as she nears the tiny shadowy figure stalking her in the unkempt grass outside her apartment. "This is really happening," she squeaks, "the cat distribution system has finally picked me."
The little void peers up at her with mischievous green eyes, it's backside wriggling with anticipation. Kara crouches and waits for the impending attack.
It comes with a burst of energy that burns hot and fast, then fizzles just as quickly as the black cat halts it's attack and stares at Kara with all the regret and panic of a teenage girl who just told her best friend she's in love with her. Not wanting to scare the cat, Kara hesitates, but the thought of this little cutie spending another minute on the streets compels her to scoop it into her arms and promptly rub her nose into its face.
"Right," she says and holds the cat at arms length, a quizzical gaze on its face. "Bath first."
***
Kara takes care to get the water temperature just right. Scratchy does not appreciate the effort. Claws scrape against her skin as Shadow fights against her, desperate to escape the soapy water. Kara hadn't actually found any fleas on Toothless during her physical exam to evaluate the cat's condition, and for that, she was grateful. She couldn't stand the idea of this baby being in any worse condition. A little prick digs into her finger and she mumbles, "ok, not Toothless."
She rinses the last of the suds and begins to wipe Bones with a towel. While the fight may have ended, Kara can't help but think it's a temporary reprieve, if the look on Merlin's face tells her anything. Those green eyes bite through her, clearly plotting revenge. Kara thinks it might be a good night for an all night movie marathon.
She wraps a dry towel around the still scowling cat and a tiny paw pokes out of the opening near its head, trapped like it got stuck mid escape. A disappointed huff let's out from the wet nose and Kara giggles at the adorableness.
"Here," she says," let me help you with that." She works to tuck the paw in the towel but not before dropping a kiss on the pink toe beans. "Beans," she tests the name. The cat throws a scowl at her. "Well if you have a name you prefer, feel free to share it."
The cat meows at her, and it draws a laugh from Kara whose whole body relaxes and swells with love. She drops a kiss on the furry forehead.
"I'll work on my pronunciation."
***
With Noodle cleaned and dried and now hiding under Kara's bed, licking herself to perfection, Kara works on preparing what amounts to a small buffet for each of them. She sets the takeout boxes on the table for herself and a plate of various wet and dry cat foods on the floor for Zephyr.
"Dinner's ready," she calls out, then wonders if she should take the plate to the bedroom instead. Building trust with cats sent by the universe can take time, and Kara's mind spirals with thoughts of what horrors Anubis might have endured while living on the streets. She's halfway to planning Calypso's catio to ease the transition from rugged outdoor cat to spoiled house cat when she spots the dark figure lurking along the wall. Kara freezes.
She debates her best course of action - does she offer her hand with a pspsps or do nothing? They stare at each other. After a moment where nothing happens, Kara averts her eyes, sending her gaze to the ceiling where she spots a spider in the corner. Great she thinks, let's hope Raven doesn't have an appetite for arachnids.
Kara's pulled from her thoughts by crunching near her feet. She sneaks a peak and sees Shuri ferociously air chomping a mouthful of dry food. A face-splitting grin splashes across her face.
After watching Potsticker test each of the offerings, finishing all but two samples, Kara once again attempts to build rapport.
"You don't have any allergies do you?"
Xena cocks her head and looks at her. Kara swears if this cat were human, there'd be a quirked brow to go along with that look.
"You're very expressive," she muses. "I wonder what you're thinking."
Unice meows at her, and Kara wishes she spoke cat.
***
She's struggling to stay focused on the movie with Ripley hiding away somewhere in her apartment. Kara hasn't seen the cat for hours and worries the progress she thought she made at dinner might have just been her hopeful imagination.
By the time breakfast rolls around, Kara's convinced Peony is plotting to kill her. Neither of them slept. Kara kept an eye out with her x-ray vision and noticed Nala spent the entire night exploring, poking and prodding with her pink-toed mitts at every window, door, latch, hatch, or moving part that might lead to a way out of the apartment. Every few hours, Jynx would check on Kara, looking almost annoyed to find her awake and looking back.
Kahlua's nowhere to be found when Kara's ready to head out to CatCo. She unlocks the door and calls out, "I'll be back soon, Calliope."
A flash of black streaks across the room and knocks into Kara's legs as soon as the door cracks open. Kara catches herself and stumbles into the hallway. Mittens is running around the hall, knocking into door after door. At the end of the hall, she stops in front of the elevator, looks it up and down, then turns back to Kara.
Little Yoda's ribs vibrate with heavy puffs and her eyes are wide. Kara approaches her slowly.
"It's ok, Izzy," she purrs. "I'm not going to hurt you."
Green eyes dart around. As if realizing there's nowhere to go, the fight leaves her.
"I know you're scared," Kara says, "this is a new place and we're still getting to know each other. But, if you'll give me a chance," she swallows, "I promise you will never again know a day without love."
The look on Dotty's face softens and it melts Kara's heart. The cat looks back at the elevator one more time before walking towards Kara. Grace, with all her regal elegance, brushes against Kara's ankle. It's the greatest moment of Kara's life.
***
"What is that?" Alex asks when Kara arrives at the DEO.
"This," Kara says, straightening herself and hooking her thumbs behind the shoulder straps at her chest, "is Griffin." The name is met with an immediate meow of objection. Kara looks down at the cat strapped to her chest then looks back up to Alex. "We're still deciding on a name."
***
It goes like that for a week with Kara toting the cat around with her. Bumblebee tries to run away at least once a day and continues to deny Kara's ideas for names. The day Dino curls up with Kara while an episode of Golden Girls plays on television is the day Kara thinks her heart might explode out of her chest.
With Athena's head buried in the crook of her neck, Kara strokes gently along her side.
"I love you, Tess," she breathes into black fur. A soft thrum purrs against her.
***
Kara enters the DEO panicked and sick with fear.
"She's gone, Alex," she manages to say through garbled, teary heaves. "I have to find her."
"Who?" Alex says and squeezes Kara's arms both to steady her and calm her.
"Ma'am's," Vasquez interrupts, "you might want to see this." She holds out a remote and turns on a television.
A news report shows an aerial view of a glass skyscraper with a large "L" emblazoned on the face. The ticker reads "Missing CEO found safe."
Before Alex or Kara can ask, a commotion stirs near the door. Agents scurry and someone yells, "you can't go in there."
Alex straightens herself to face the approaching party and sets a hand on her hip holster.
Kara wipes tears from her soaked cheeks.
A woman with alabaster skin, jet black hair, and deep red lips marches straight towards her. The tailored black suit commands the attention of every pair of eyes. Pale pink heels clack against the linoleum. Kara swallows the lump in her throat.
The woman stops inches before Kara, uncaring of the weapons pointed at her. Green eyes bore into Kara.
At long last, red lips curl into a smirk and a strong eyebrow quirks. She moves her head next to Kara's, so close Kara can feel the warmth of her breath against her ear when she purrs the words, "my name is Lena."
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As Little Baby Man Danny likes to "suckle" on certain areas of someone's skin when he's sad, scared or upset, just like a kitten separated from their mother too soon. Three emotions he's feeling plenty of after his parents not only dragged him away from Amity Park to Metropolis for an interview with a certain Daily Planet reporter, but also targeted him as Phantom with a new faulty invention the moment they saw him helping Superman take down Lex Luthor.
The goods news? Instead of dialing back his power levels to the time he first became half ghost like it was designed to do, the device merely changes him into that more diminutive form. Plus Superman whisks him away to safety before Jack and Maddy can get their hands on him.
The bad news? He has no idea how long he'll be stuck like this or if the effect will even wear off eventually. Every time all that uncertainty gets to be too much for his tiny body to contain he resorts to seeking out one of the Superfam and sucking at their hands and fingers, as well as their face, ears or neck as a method of comfort. All of the Superfam, especially Lois and Jon absolutely love it. Well, all of them minus Clark, Connor and Kara.
As is, they either barely tolerate it or outright refuse to indulge LBM. At first everyone else is convinced they're just being mean. Until the three finally swallow their pride and reveal the most horrific unsightly bruises ever to be seen that they've been hiding.
#dpxdc#danny phantom#superman#danny fenton/phantom#clark kent-kal el/superman#connor kent-kon el/superboy#kara kent-kara zor el/supergirl#little baby man#superfam#lbm doesn't mean to go overboard to the point of bruising up clark connor and kara#he just really likes the feel of that super tough kryptonian skin#wanted to make a post involving both the superfam and little baby man for the longest but was never able to come up with anything#then i watched a cute kitten adoption video from “the dodo” and BAM! instant inspiration
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hello !! can i make a smutty reiner request of married life and reiners a dad ? can be angsty if you want . you’re a genius when it comes to writing . i’ll love anything you write down (i always do)!!
Pairing: husband!Reiner x f!reader
Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
cw: established relationship, smut – PIV sex (missionary), cunnilingus, fingering, breeding kink, Reiner is a daddy!, fluff, very light angst (reader feels self-conscious after giving birth), talk about weight gain/loss (not much)
Author’s Note: Sweet nonnie, you are too kind. Thank you for the request and I hope you like this! Short, sweet, and of course, smutty. Enjoy! Divider by @/cafekitsune.
“She said dada! She said dada!” Reiner cheers at the kitchen table, spoonful of mushy carrots in his hand, feeding your daughter in her highchair.
You stand beside them, smiling. “Can you make her do it again?”
“Kara, can you say dada? Dada?” She blinks at him, giggling, tiny hand reaching for the spoon. He gives it to her, chuckling. “I guess she got stage fright once mommy showed up.” He turns to you, giving you a cocky smirk.
“Oh, so it’s my fault?”
“Yup. You’re putting too much pressure on her. You gotta let it come out naturally, y’know?”
You sit next to him, resting your head on his shoulder, sighing. “Yeah, you’re right.”
“You okay?” he asks, concerned.
You nod silently, eyes closed. He sets his hand on your knee, squeezing lightly. “Hey, seriously, what’s wrong?”
Fingers intwined in his, you answer, “Nothing. I’m fine.”
“Uh-oh. That’s definitely a lie,” he teases.
You nudge him in the ribs playfully. “Shut up.”
“Seriously, sweetie. What is it? Tell me.”
After a deep breath, you confess, “I’ve just been feeling a little self-conscious lately.”
“About what?”
“I don’t know. It’s been over a year now and I still haven’t lost any of the baby weight. It seems like with all my friends, they were able to shed it after a year. But it’s been hard for me. I don’t know.”
He doesn’t respond right away, thinking carefully about what he wants to say. Eventually, he comments, “I know you won’t believe me, but you’re more beautiful now than ever before.”
You laugh. “You have to say that. You’re my husband.”
“But have I ever lied to you?”
It doesn’t take you long to answer because he actually never has. “No, you haven’t.”
He nuzzles his head against yours. “Listen to me: Every single day we’re together, I fall deeper in love with you. In fact, every single minute, every second, you’re on my mind. And all I can think about is how lucky I am to be with you. And the fact that she,” he points to Kara, “came out of you shows that you are the most beautiful. Honestly, our baby is the prettiest, therefore, you are also the prettiest. It’s basic science.”
Your heart swells in your chest, tears filling your eyes. With a smooch on the cheek, you tell him, “You’re so corny, you know that?”
He faces you to give you a kiss. “And…?”
“I love you. So much.”
“That’s my girl,” he coos. He presses his lips to your forehead. “You dazzle me constantly. I truly mean that.”
~~~
Later that night, with Kara sleeping peacefully in her crib, Reiner proves to you how beautiful you are.
The both of you are naked in bed, your legs spread wide for him with his head between, sucking at your throbbing clit. He’s always been good at this, but tonight, he gives it to you like never before, desperate to show you how much he desires you. He laps at your wet cunt, collecting your slick to smear it over your bud. He shakes his head, spreading his tongue wide on you to lick every sensitive inch. And he doesn’t stop when you whine that it’s, “too much,” or “too sensitive,” because he’ll be damned if he lets his gorgeous wife feel insecure ever again. He wants it ingrained in you how much he cherishes you, body, soul, every fiber of your being.
He slides his fingers into your pussy, slipping in easily from your orgasms. Curling at the tips, he hits your G-spot, sucking on your clit, smirking as you twitch from the stimulation.
“Fuck! Baby! I –”
“It’s okay, honey,” he muffles, mouth still latched to you. “You can come again. Don’t be shy. Give it to me.”
Your body buzzes with ecstasy, radiating all the way down to your toes. He finally removes himself from you, lightly tapping on your swollen bud with slippery fingers. “You’re beautiful. I love seeing you like this.”
“Rei,” you whimper, twisting your legs around him, eager for his cock.
“Not yet, sweetie. Let me worship you a little while longer.” He leans down, kissing your stomach, tracing your stretch marks with his tongue. You watch him, running your fingers through his hair. “I love every single thing about you,” he whispers, trailing up to your breast, suckling at your nipple. “Every part of this gorgeous body.”
He explores your curves and peaks, the crook of your neck, the inside of your mouth, until he guides himself inside you, pumping his cock into your pussy. You wrap your legs around his waist, clinging to him tightly, wanting to melt into him. He continues to kiss you sloppily, dribbling his spit into your mouth. “Fuck, sweetie,” he moans, his thrusts increasing in pace. “I’m so close.”
“Fill me up, Rei. Please.”
“You want me to fuck another baby in you? Want me to make this cute belly round again, huh? Fuck, I can’t wait. I can’t wait, honey. You’re so beautiful,��fuck.” He spills inside you, cock spurting his load into your womb. He watches as he slowly pulls out, enjoying the sight of your throbbing pussy gushing with his cum.
As big spoon, he cuddles you, sliding his arm over your waist, kissing the back of your neck, dewy with perspiration. “I love you, beautiful. I hope you don’t get tired of me saying that.”
You squeeze his hand in yours, smiling. “Never.”
#reiner braun smut#reiner braun#reiner smut#reiner x reader#reiner x you#reiner x f!reader#reiner x y/n#reiner drabble#reiner braun fluff#reiner fluff#aot fluff#aot smut#attack on titan fluff#attack on titan smut#requests#reiner request#aot requests#I always end these requests with a quote lol but I can't help it!
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Art
Lena didn't realise how dangerous it was to go shopping for baby stuff, especially with a Kara by her side.
Every little outfit and toy was the most adorable little thing she just had to have. Every single one. She held out some hope for Kara to somehow be the sensible one, or banking on her Luthor genes to make her see reason, but as much as she tried she was not immune to the irresistible power of baby clothes.
"Look! This shirt has pictures of dinosaurs in space!" Kara said, pointing at the little adorable shirt she pulled off from the shelf. Lena thought it was the most genius design she'd ever seen.
"Okay, that is cute. You can add it." Lena tried to sound authoritative but had a feeling she was somehow failing to do so.
"Isn't that too many shirts already?" Good thing they had Brainy and Nia with them at the very least to help keep them in line.
"But it's so cute!" Nia countered Brainy's sound argument. Okay, they were lucky to have Brainy. Nia was the worst enabler.
"Kids go through many shirts! Plus, we have two." Kara tried to solidify Nia's argument. Nia in turn collected a few more shirts for their pile in the hope that Brainy would agree.
"They go through many clothes mainly due to their many growth sprouts they experience in a short time, so there's no need to purchase thirty four shirts of similar size." He calmly explained.
"Thirty four, did we really get that many?" Lena asked, slightly concerned she somehow missed the amount they were carrying up to this point. "We should probably return most of them to the shelves, get some different size clothing."
"They don't have bigger sizes at this store, and this is the cutest thing ever!" Kara argued.
"We still have to put most of them away." Brainy really had a point.
"How can you give up on those?" Kara pulled up a random selection of shirts from their cart, all just as amazing and cute as the rest.
"It's cute, but at the end of the day it's just some silly pictures, we can get them more stuff as they grow." Lena tried her best to resist the power of the shirt. She really should've stopped picturing the way it would look at their future babies.
"It's art Lena! It's important!"
"How?"
"It would help develop their creativity and innovation! Stimulate their mind to become whatever they want to be!"
Lena narrowed her eyes, studying her closely. "We can keep half." She sighed
Kara took that as a small victory and started to categories them as best she could given the circumstances (the circumstances being all of them being cute).
"You're gonna be one of those mothers who can't say no to your kids, won't you?" Nia asked in a hush tone.
"She was unable to say no to Kara, despite her ridiculous, yet not baseless arguments. So I very much doubt she would be able to say no to two little adorable toddlers." Brainy interjected before she had a chance to answer.
He had a point.
"You said that her argument was not baseless, does it mean we can get more shirts?" Nia tried.
Brainy swallow, obviously trying his best to remain the sensible one in the group.
"One." He eventually said. Nia was already by Kara's side.
"We're all doomed, aren't we?" Brainy asked Lena, his eyes trained on his wife and Kara who were already in a heated debate regarding the tiny clothing.
"Oh, yes. Very doomed." Lena answered back. Those kids were about to run them wild.
#it is very artful#what can i say#supercorp#supergirl#kara danvers#lena luthor#art#supercorptober2023#supercorptober#my art#my fic
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Kara is kidnapped and Lena is furious. It takes 36 hours to find her location and Lena and Alex are the first to get inside
Alex: You go to Kara to check her I’ll keep the enemy at gun point
Lena: Understood
Alex and Lena make their way through the building and at the last door Alex breaks the door down and sitting in a chair is Lillian Luthor and opposite her is Kara holding a tiny blonde child
Alex: What the fuck
Kara: Alex language Lachlan may be a baby but I don’t want his first words to be swears
Alex and Lena look at each other
Lena: Did we miss something
Lillian: No Lena I did kidnap your wife but no harm has come to her or the child
Alex: Whose child is that?
Lillian: Lex genetically engineered a child that was a mix of Super and Luthor DNA
Alex: Wait your telling me Lex mixed his DNA with Kara’s
Lillian: No Lena’s
Lena: You mean you kidnapped my wife to give her a child that is genetically ours?
Lillian: With Lex dead he was going to die and I’m not cruel enough to hurt a child
Lena, Alex and Kara gave her a look
Lillian: Okay let me rephrase I have learnt my lesson and I don’t want to hurt the tiny child so now he is in your custody I will take my leave
Lillian get her watch and walks through
Alex: Congratulations it’s a boy
#lena luthor#supercorp#supercorp incorrect quotes#kara danvers#alex danvers#supergirl incorrect quotes#lillian luthor
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Trip report!!
For those that have been waiting, sorry! I got home and immediately had to go help with a family thing. But here it is!
First, was the obvious. We had to drop off the baby boy with my parents. He had a great time with the family and was very dirty, stinky, and sleepy when we got back.
So where were we? We went to see the eclipse! As many of you know, My wife proposed to me under totality in the 2017 solar eclipse. So she surprised me with time off to travel to this last one on 4/8!
We flew to Nashville, TN and rented a car so I could scratch my road trip itch. We visited her family in KY, then went up to Cairo, IL for the event.
THIS is the public library in Cairo. It's an absolutely darling building, built originally to be a library and still proudly serving that purpose. The gals who were manning the counter were sweet, knowledgeable, and so welcoming. They had goodie bags with moon pies and starbursts and collected the eclipse glasses when we were done with them so they could be sterilized and sent down to Mexico for the next eclipse. So lovely to talk with and they welcomed us to spend the eclipse on their lawn with some local families. So we did!
We had a little picnic, chatted with some of the families, and got to watch totality in a tiny little town with so much character I still smile just thinking about it.
Hopefully you don't expect us to have top tier eclipse photography lol, but these are great for us! I got to kiss my wife under totality and it was hella romantic.
Then I got to drive more....then Kara got to drive because there were a ton of accidents and the three hour drive back to Nashville took more than six hours. So uh, my motion-sick self was struggling with the stop and go traffic.
But when we got there, we had a great night and then day walking around Eastside Nashville and pointing out the arcades I was going to take Kara to that evening.
That didn't quite happen.
Because the first stop we made in the arcade crawl is where we stayed all night.
No Quarter, the pinball arcade I now have a hat for because it's so friggin cool. We got to do many cool things there. 1)They had excellent drinks and in true Oregonian fashion I got to try the local cider and judge it. (it was good!) 2) I kicked Kara's ass at pinball. Very important. 3) I got MY ass kicked at pinball by literally every other person in the building. Also very important. Because 4) I got to play in a pinball tournament hosted by Belles and Chimes, specifically for women and non binary folks!
How did I, notorious nerves-haver and not a multiplayer pinball player join this?
5) I got to meet Quinn Hills. You know, @quinnhills ? Yeah. I'm still so giggly about it.
Hi. This pic is me, many drinks in, just absolutely giddy getting to meet (and hug!!) one of my favorite artists.
She's so sweet, so kind, and asked if I wanted to join the tournament.
Remember: do what beautiful women ask of you.
I am still kicking myself because I dropped the cliche, "your music has helped me through some really hard stuff." I mean, its absolutely true!! But I had told myself I was gonna be more eloquent than that. Oh well. I would blame the cider, but I was super excited and nervous before that, so I think I'm just a little goofy.
Kara also was happy to meet the woman who's music I had been blaring for that whole six plus hour car ride back to Nashville, and she's agreed to play pinball with me at our home bar! Major win!
We stayed until one in the morning, Kara ordered pizza to the hotel, and we had safe flights back home the rest of the day.
It was such a fun trip and I'm still losing my mind at all the little bits of it.
When I stream next (soon) I'm sure you'll hear about all this again. Along with my breakdown of eclipse conspiracies I've spent far too much time analyzing. <3
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a tuppence for your bi4bi Clois thoughts 🪙... I'm luv them so much and I'd love to hear if you have any specific headcanons about them 🥺
YESSSS!!! i DO have some thoughts. i love them,
generally i think lois has her bisexuality figured out by the time she's in her mid-20s. she and cat grant have had some rage-filled makeouts on at least one occasion, but an actual relationship would never in a million years work out between them. they respect each other but do not see eye to eye nearly enough. she never bothered to come out to her father, but just knows it's one more thing about her that he'd hate.
clark, by contrast, does Not have it figured out. he has spent his entire life repressing every single thought, feeling, and ability that set him apart from the classic good all-american boy because he had to fit in. and being superman, exploring his kryptonian heritage, etc., has helped, of course, but he is still. so repressed. he has no idea that he's ever experienced attraction to guys before. he's got some internalized homophobia to work through, about himself. He Has To Be Normal. so as far as he's concerned, there was lana, and then there was lois.
to me, clark's journey toward self-acceptance is very intrinsically tied to his family. there's kara, talking about how sexuality and gender stuff on krypton wasn't like it is on earth, especially in western culture. there's kon, suffering through his own repression and depression and trying to pretend he's fine. there's chris and jon, both too young to fully grasp it all (probably), who make clark incredibly aware of every step he makes in terms of parenting them.
so one day, after kon's finally come out to the family, and kara's muddled through trying to figure out earth labels that she's comfortable with, the two of them decide they wanna go to pride, and ask lois and clark if they want to make it a family affair. lois says hell yeah, and clark says yes of course he's happy to support them! and jon says YAY, GLITTER!! CAN I GET STICKERS? and chris says if you get glitter all over my nintendo ds again i will punt you into the ocean, baby brother or not.
and there's just this innocuous moment while they're out when kon goes "here i got you these!" and hands lois and clark two simple lil heart-shaped bi flag buttons. and lois is like aw thanks squirt! and ruffles kon's hair. clark meanwhile goes oh i think there's been a misunderstanding... ... . . . .. . .. .. . or. has there?
and that night he's just sitting on the edge of the bed holding this tiny like $3 button in his hands having a whole crisis. lois hooks her chin over his shoulder and asks what's wrong? and he's like. lois i'm not. i'm. except maybe i'm not not. but i don't know, i thought i... i never thought i could think about it. clark kent is supposed to be normal. i... i'm already an alien, lois, i thought i was already set apart enough, and if i'm... if i'm this, even when i'm clark, not superman, then... then...
and lois digs her matching little $3 bi flag heart button out of her purse and bumps it against his and says, even if you are queer, you're still not alone. and then clark gives her the patented kent family big soft puppy-dog eyes. that night, he falls asleep in her arms with his head tucked snugly under her chin. it's where he feels safest.
but the next year, he lets kara get him a flag, and lets kon tie it around his shoulders like a cape. and he's here as clark kent, but it's kind of funny when he looks at his shadow. because he might not be superman right now, but the silhouette still looks the same.
#answers#barbitchian#superfam#clois#clark#lois#as a small town queer who had a lot of Feelings with a capital F about attending pride for the first time. well#here we are. have my clark kent thesis
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It was just a night, much like any other, when everything changed. Kara was tired- between the apartment fire and her work that day at CatCo and mopping up another alien crime ring, she’s barely slept in four days and had been skipping meals. It was a rare thing indeed when Lena was pestering Kara to eat lunch.
As soon as she reached the house, she glanced up and tilted her glasses down. Lena was in the kitchen, hard at work. A quick scan of the countertop revealed the mess she’d made putting together her homemade gyoza. As with everything in her life, when Lena decided to learn to cook, that she might pamper her girlfriend and her superhuman appetite, Lena went into it fully, taking culinary classes and equipping the remodeled kitchen of their suburban homestead with every conceivable gadget. Lena’s first change to the house was a bump-out that turned the already expansive “chef’s kitchen” into a near-commercial level culinary laboratory, and she threw herself into making dumplings with the same gusto with which she had set about solving the energy crisis, as if the freshly made potstickers awaiting the oil heating in the gas-powered commercial wok were as vital to humanity’s future as the fusion plant she was building in the desert.
Kara stopped in the entryway to the kitchen and drank Lena in, enjoying the fleeting moment before she was noticed. Hands covered in flour the elbow, Lena hunched over her cookbook, expression furrowed in deep concentration. She’s dressed down in a baggy flannel and patterned leggings that hugged the inviting curve of her hips that cried out for Kara’s hands, and wore her hair in a simple, loose ponytail. Everything about her was soft and cozy and home, and Kara would trade a king’s feast for one taste of those soft lips.
The whole scene played out in her mind. She’s sidle up behind Lena, who’d crack a joke about Kara being dressed as the CEO, and pretend she hadn’t noticed Kara’s return. Kara would let down her hair and bury her fingers in it, then her nose to devour Lena’s scent. As soon as Kara’s lips found the curve of Lena’s jaw, dinner would be indefinitely postponed and Kara would sate her hunger in other and better ways.
Then, she heard it. Beneath Lena’s heartbeat, strong and steady and safe, was another. A tiny, racing thing, like a baby bird. Kara stood there dumbfounded for too long a beat before she understood and let out a soft cry.
Lena looked up.
“Darling? What’s wrong?”
Kara fought to keep her voice from choking but failed. “I love you.”
“Did something happen?” Lena said, turning from the counter. “Kara, what is it?”
“I love you. I’m not angry and we’re okay. I just need Alex. I’ll be right back, I promise.”
Lena nodded. “Okay.”
Kara was out the door and in her suit and flying just fast enough not to endanger Lena. They’d been trying for months for this; dozens of visits to the Fortress, tests, experiments. She knew that, eventually, it would work.
It was hitting her now. Kara landed a little too hard on Alex’s back porch and knocked on the glass.
Alex was there in an instant. “Kara? What’s wrong? Is everything…”
“Lena’s pregnant.”
Alex’s face went briefly blank. “Oh.”
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah.”
Kara stepped into the house, sat down. As she took a seat, sweeping her cape to the side, Alex poured them both glasses of seltzer water and joined her. They sat quietly for a long time.
They were both quiet for a few minutes before Alex said, “How did you find out?”
“I heard it. I don’t know if she knows.”
“Kara,” said Alex, “did you run?”
Kara looked up sharply, eyes stinging with tears. “What have I done?”
“I don’t understand.”
“We made a baby, Alex. A little person, a living being we’re bringing into the world. What have I done?”
“Kara?” Said Alex, resting her hand on Kara’s. “Slow down, okay? Breathe. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“Lena and I talked about this,” said Kara. “This life we have, being together, all the risks. We agreed to it. This little baby didn’t. She’s going to see her mom getting her head punched in on TV. What if I get sent to the Phantom Zone again? What if I die?”
“You won’t-“
“I already have,” Kara snapped, surging to her feet. “How many times, Alex? How many? What if there’s no magic grass to bring me back next time? What if I leave them alone?”
Alex stared at her, face an unreadable mask, heart racing.
Kara turned, frantic, and paced Alex’s kitchen, her eyes drawn inexorably to Esme’s drawings on the fridge, to the pictures of Alex and Kelly on the living room wall.
“So don’t,” said Alex.
“How?”
“Maybe it’s time for Supergirl to hang it up.”
Kara froze, and this time it was her own heart she heard hammering in her chest, batting against its cage of ribs as if it might break free. Her eyes found the mirror above the living room sofa and she saw herself now in the colors and crest of her house.
Her house.
“What do you mean?”
Alex stood up. “You have died three times,” she said. Clinically dead. I was there. Maybe it is time for it to stop.”
“I can’t do that to them again,” Kara agreed.
“No, but I’m not saying this for them, Kara. I’m saying it for you. You paid. Whatever debt you think you owe, you’ve paid it.”
Kara covered her mouth in her hand, biting back a sob as the tears came.
“Why should I have this, huh? Tell me why I should have it? Just because they all died and I didn’t?”
Alex stood there, stuck silent. Kara knew the hug was coming before it arrived, and melted into it. Alex gripped her firm and strong.
“I have so much to lose now,” Kara sobbed.
“No, Kara. You have so much to live for now.”
Kara’s eyes flicked open. She stared last Alex, ignoring the sting of free flowing tears. The thought of all that had come before. The sight of Krypton, crumbling in a green flash as if devoured by some great primordial dragon. Reign and Red Daughter, the darkness that has gripped her between death and Sol’s loving warmth, gifted by the soul of this Earth herself.
They were not grave markers but way stones, not portents of doom but a map. A map that led only one place.
“I have to go. Lena.”
“It’s okay,” said Alex. “Go home to your girl, Kara. Call me when you’re up for it, and maybe you can talk to Kelly, too.”
“I’d like that.”
A few minutes later, Kara came to a gentle landing on the upstairs balcony and entered through their bedroom. She could smell dinner, and a quick glance told her that Lena had finished cooking and was waiting for her downstairs with a glass of juice- not wine. Lena turned it in her fingers, her face a mask of worry. Beside her sat the potstickers in a big bowl, kept warm by a damp towel. Another look revealed a pregnancy test hidden in Lena’s shirt pocket.
Kara reached up to slip on her glasses and dissolve the suit, the stopped.
Instead, she took it off, slipping out of the suit before changing into a threadbare sweater and some joggers. Later, she would fold it, put it in a box, put it away.
Right now she slipped into the kitchen, padding silently behind Lena on bare feet, savoring the quick flutter of Lena’s heart when Kara embraced her from behind. Kara made sure to press a kiss to her cheek before deftly sliding the test from Lena’s pocket.
“You used your super senses, didn’t you?” said Lena. “That’s not fair.”
“You know what’s not fair?” said Kara. “Being the most beautiful woman in the world, and in my house no less. The audacity.”
Lena gave her a crooked smile. “Technically, this is my house.”
Kara placed a hand on Lena’s belly and spread her fingers in an wide, protective grip.
“Our house,” she whispered.
The potstickers, unfortunately, went cold.
Seeing their partner make them a meal.
#supercorp#supergirl fanfiction#supercorp fanfic#supergirl#lena luthor#kara danvers#kara x lena#karlena#supergirl fanfic#waff#angst and waff#angst and fluff
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lena: i saw a baby on the way to work
kara: how do you know?
lena: how do i know i saw a baby on the way to work?
kara: yeah, did they have a tiny briefcase or something?
lena: what
#supercorp#incorrect supergirl quotes#incorrect supercorp quotes#incorrect quotes#supergirl#lena luthor#kara danvers#supergirl crack#supercrack#source: browtweaten on twitter
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Helios 10. Experimental Birth Part 1
It had been 3 weeks since the last check up. Kara was now heavily pregnant with a 27 pound baby. Kara was fast asleep when a knock at her apartment pod door woke her suddenly. She struggled to get her huge belly out of bed and waddled to the door. It was Dr. Karens.
“A group 1 mother has gone into labor. Report to experimental lab in 15 minutes.” Dr. Karens said.
Kara got on a scooter and headed to the lab. The other group 1 mothers including angel had already arrived.
“Ok girls groups of 5 are selected on on screen, you will be escorted to your garden birth area and induced to keep the experiment controlled. Kara and Angel were lucky, they were in the same birth group. They were escorted to EXP Garden 1. A new facility designed for the experiment. The girls entered a lush and beautiful surrounding. The floors where a white membrane designed to be comfortable and self cleaning. The garden had a small pool, a community birth stool area, squat bars, beds, and so much more. It was the ideal place to birth. The garden was also filled with hidden cameras so that the scientists could always keep an eye on the progress or issues the mothers may be having. The girls entered. A scientist was there at the entrance giving the girls a pill as they entered. The pill was to activate labor and get things started for birthing. The scene was set. Its was time to birth some babies.
The girls were instructed to sit upon the birth stools and were briefed for the mission. The stools were in a circle so the 5 girls could birth together and offer each other encouragement. In the sub group was Kara, Angel, Molly, Luna, and Kate. A screen mounted on the garden entrance wall also displayed the information from the other sub groups of group 1 so that everyone knew where everyone else was at. All 20 names were on the screen and next to all of them currently read “Induced.”
Kara and Angel acquainted themselves with the other girls. Molly was a petite brunette about 5 foot 2. She had freckles and blue eyes, she supported a big belly that was much to large for her frame. Luna was a blonde hair medium framed girl, about 5 foot 7. Her large belly fit her frame a bit better then Molly. Finally there was Kate. She was a small 5 foot 1 brunette girl, her small frame made her like Molly, her belly was much to big for her! Both Angel and Kate were to be birthing breech babies, where as the others were to have normal headfirst births. The average size for the babies in this group was 27 pounds.
Dr. Karens entered the room.
“Since this is group one I will visit you girls first and get things set up.” She said.
“You will all be equip with probes to help us monitor your progress and health of the babies during this birthing process, lets fit these probes now.”
Dr. Karens grabbed a probe from a sealed container and moved toward Molly first.
“Ok Molly open those legs. Molly leaned back on the birth stool and opened her legs revealing her small pussy. Karens pulled her open a bit more and with a gloved hand inserted the tiny probe.
“Ok the probe will fall out on its own after the placenta is delivered, It will relay information to us as well as live video feed of whats happening inside you.”
Karens fit the rest of the girls with their probes. Each girl was given a screen to hold onto. this screen provided a live video feedback from the probes that were inside of them. A self-locating wire from the probe made its way from the probe itself through the mucus plug and into the womb. The girls could now all see their babies inside of them, as so could the scientist to help monitor the progress. As the mothers pushed and progressed the babies, the wire would move allowing them to see as they pushed.
The girls had immediate entertainment from their live feedback screens.
“Oh look at that little man inside me!” Molly said.
“Ohhh He’s so cute! Luna said, looking at Molly’s screen.
Kara and Angel were also seeing what was within their wombs. Kara could see her babies head and face on her screen, as Angel was birthing breech she could see her babies legs and feet.
Angel looked at Kara’s screen.
“Oh hes so cute! But his head is so big!” She said.
“Right, that head has to come out of me! Wheeeew!!” Kara said.
About an hour passed, finally Molly was the first to experience a contraction.
“Oh, here goes, I’m contracting!” Molly said.
On the screen above the girls that showed all 20 names, Molly’s status changed to “Active labor.” It wasn’t long after and all the girls in the sub group were experiencing contractions. The birth marathon had begun.
In a small dark room above the gardens another group was forming. All of the gardens were in a circle around a central tower shaft. This was invisible from the girls prospective in the gardens but the scientists within this tower had perfect viewing of all the gardens. As the girls went into labor, the scientists gathered to begin taking notes and monitoring the “Challenge” Experiment.
“ Ok so have we discussed options for the mothers carrying breech?” A scientist asked.
“Yes.” Replied Dr. Karens. “They will proceed as usual.”
“Ok what about the possibility of a stuck baby?” Another scientist brought up.
“We will let the mothers push until they can push no more, then we will intervene, this must be a realistic trial as per Council orders.” Dr. Karens applied. “We need to stay hands off!”
Back in the sub group, contractions were coming and going rapidly. The girls were enjoying watching contractions on their personal live screens. They could see inside themselves and see the contractions squeezing the babies, slowly working them downwards. Little to the girls knowledge the labor of this “Challenge” Experiment was designed to be short. The pills they took would make them dilate much faster then natural so that the pushing stages could begin sooner. The probes that were inside the girls could also measure dilation. And after the first 2 hours, many of the girls in group 1 were showing 6-7 cm dilation on the information screen. A couple more hours passed and the group 1 girls were now reading 10cm. The painful transition phase was about to begin. Transitioning from labor to active pushing. In the sub group that
Kara was in, the girls all started to loose their mucus plugs around the same time. Their probe cameras now showed the dilating cervix instead of inside the wombs. They could now watch the babies being forced through the 10 cm dilation.
Up in the tower the scientists were scrambling to take notes and observe.
“Ok everyone, critical timing!!!” A scientist said aloud. “Will these babies fit through?
Back on the floor of the garden below, Angel was laying on a small bed relaxing, she was in pain as she was transitioning. She watched her screen intently, watching each contraction to see if her baby was moving. All of a sudden a tiny baby foot poked through the cervix and out of her womb!
“Hey girls, my baby just poked through my cervix! He’s coming!” Angel said.
A few moments later Kara could see her babies large head begin to push its way through her cervix and into her vagina. It really hurt! But it was exciting to see her baby slowly coming. Soon though would be the pushing.
Within the hour all the girls in Kara’s sub group were through transition. In the tower the scientists celebrated this first major milestone.
“Ok they fit through the cervix, but now can theses babies be pushed out?!?” Dr. Karens said to the team.
Down in the garden things are changing.
“I feel like I could push.” Kate said.
Kate was having a breech baby and could see the babies two little feet an her probe camera sticking through her cervix and into her vagina. She could feel the baby wiggle as she began to push on the birth stool. On her camera she could see babies little feet twitching and moving around.
Up in the tower all attention was now on Kara’s sub group, but most specifically on Kate.
“We have a push!” A scientist said aloud. “Kate is pushing her baby!” In the tower a large screen was now devoted to Kate’s probe. The scientists watched the baby inside of her as she began pushing. When Kate pushed they could see the babies little feet move a few millimeters into the vagina, but then retract slowly back in her womb through the cervix. This went on for a few more pushes. The more she pushed, the more worried the scientists became. Can she progress the baby from her womb? Will it even fit? Another few pushes went by, luckily there was forward movement of the babies foot from the cervix and into the vagina, but only a little. Progressing these large babies was going to be a difficult task.
As for Kara she was just starting to feel like pushing. Kara loved that she could see what was happening inside her. Her babies head was now engaged and she patiently waited to begin the pushing progress. Total elapsed time since induction for the group was now about 4 hours. The inductions pills rapidly increased labor and dilation time, but would obviously not help with the pushing. For that simply time, effort, and stretching had to take place. Kara reached down with her hand at felt inside of her vagina. She felt back as far as she could, but she could not feel her babies head. The baby was simply too far inside yet. She looked over to see Angel, Angel was clearly in a bit of pain and was progressing her baby quickly. Angel was also birthing a breech baby, but she was progressing faster then Kate. Meanwhile, Kara, Luna, And Molly had normal births and were progressing slowly as they needed to get the big babies heads through first. At this point, no girl had yet seen any outward signs of their babies. Now time was progressing, but the births weren’t. The girls continued working and pushing for about 12 hours, not a single girl in any of group 1 had seen bulging, water break, or outward signs yet.
Up in the tower scientists started to deliberate on their next move. Dr. Karen's was starting to bring up the idea of manually Breaking the girls water to help speed up the pushing process. This was eventually decided against as the babies were so big and would take so long to birth, that breaking the water could risk them. As long as they were within the water sac they would be safe. Now twenty four hours had passed. Still no real outgoing progress from any of group 1. Kara looked intently at her screen to see her babies head. After 24 hours now she had not seen any movement of the baby whatsoever. She could feel her baby kicking so she knew it was ok. But it was stuck well within her.
“Come on little man.” She whispered.
Just as she whispered Angel made a noise.
“aahhhh, owwwww ahhhhh!” She moaned.
Angel was sitting on a birth stool and making small pushes. The other girls made their way over to the birth stools to see if Angel was making progress. Angels screen camera now moved further into her vagina, she was making progress. A little foot could be seen on camera. The other girls gathered around closely to watch her screen. Angel reached a hand down and inserted a finger into her opening. She pushed in a bit and made contact with the babies foot!
“Oh there he is, I can feel his foot!” Angel announced. “It feels so big for a baby foot.”
Just then Kate announced that he breech baby was moving as well. Up in the tower Dr. Karens that the scientists were in debate.
“It seems the breech babies are advancing faster.” One scientist said.
“This was unexpected.” Said Dr. Karens
All the attention was now on Kate and Angel with their breech babies. The other girls with head first babies had made no progress whatsoever. Inside Kate a new development was happening. The babies feet were now being drawn back in her womb. The other girls watched on Kates live feed screen. The baby transitioned inside her womb to a Frank breech position (rump first). Kate pushed and now revealed the babies butt coming out of her womb, through the cervix and into her vagina. She was now committed to a Frank Breech. Meanwhile Angel was working through some pushes, About 30 minutes elapsed. Finally the first signs of birth were happening, Angel made a big push while pulling her legs back. The others watched in anticipation. A little baby toe appeared in her opening, when the pushed ended it went back inside. Her next push made the babies foot come out. Dr. Karens came down from the tower with one other scientist to get a closer look on the action.
“We should probe it and get vitals.” Dr. Karens said.
Dr. Karens grabbed a probe from her lab coat. She touched the babies foot coming out of Angels opening. The instant she made contact with the foot, the baby squirmed and the foot withdrew back into Angels vagina.
“Oh my we have a shy one here!” Dr. Karens said.
“Little guys not ready to come out of me yet.” Angel said.
Dr. Karens and the scientist went back to the tower and left Angel to push some more.
As Angel continued to push the footling breech baby, Kate was starting to make progress with the frank breech baby. Meanwhile the other girls with normal head first babies were making zero forward progress.
Angel resumed pushing once more. the babies foot made another appearance, The next push revealed a leg. Angel got into a squat position as the leg was now dangling out from her. She pushed a few more times and managed the other leg. Angel now had two legs hanging from her vagina. The other girls marveled at just how large the baby was. Angel pushed a few more minutes and managed to get the baby out to its waist. The baby was huge! the babies waist was wide and filled angels opening beyond what was thought possible. Angel struggled a bit at the waist, but eventually the babies chest began to slide out. Now only the arms and chest remained inside Angels vagina. However the baby itself became very active. The baby began moving its legs and doing small tummy crunches as if trying to extricate itself. Angel dealt with the pain as best she could. The heavy moving baby was a huge strain on her perineum. The next few pushes made the baby move, but little progress. Finally one should popped free. Then the other. Now just the head remained. Angel was on a birth stool so all of the babies weight was now being held on the babies head that was still inside Angel. She needed to move immediately for the bases safety. Two scientist came down from the tower to aid in the move. One grabbed the baby and held it while the other helped angel up. They laid angel on her back and rested the still stuck baby on the birthing pad. Now the weight was off the baby and Angel could focus on getting the head out. As Angel continued to try and free the stuck head form her vagina, the baby continued to be active and move. It wanted out, but angel couldn’t quite push the head free yet.
Meanwhile Kate was starting her one battle with her frank breech baby. She was in a squatting position as the other girls watched her each and every push, waiting to see the babies rump come out. It had been about 2 hours now since the baby had switched positions inside of her. Each push showed the baby moving on her live feed screen. It would soon begin coming out.
For Angel each moment began feeling like eternity. she could feel her almost born abby struggle to try and free itself from her vagina. Only the head remained inside her vagina. She pushed, wiggled, and tried for over an hour, but the large head wasn’t coming. Finally two scientists came down from the tower.
“We fear that the baby could be under extreme stress with its head bing stuck.” One scientist said.
“We need to get that head out.” The other said.
One scientist grabbed a bottle from her lab coat. It was lubricant. She put a bunch in her hand and began rubbing it around Angels opening, she pushed the lubricant up and around the babies head inside Angels vagina, making an effort to lubricate the opening as best as possible to help the baby slip out. Angel tried a few pushes but with no luck. The girls gathered around angel for support. Even Kate who was trying to push out her breech baby waddled over to watch. The scientists attempted more lube, but no results.
Dr. Karens arrived from the tower.
“We need to extricate this baby soon, It is under stress.” She said.
Two scientists grabbed the baby and began giving it a slight pull as Angel pushed. The head of the baby made angel bulge farther than anyone thought possible. The head was so stuck!
“PULL!” Dr. Karens said.
The scientists pulled hard as Angel pushed with everything she had. Finally in one huge gush of fluids the head came free. Everyone stared in awe at the size of the baby. Angel and the baby were immediately taken for farther testing and examination.
Next it was Kates turn. She was making some progress. Each push now revealed the babies rump in her opening. She was getting to the point where each push was revealing the entire rump of the baby, But it continued to slide back in after every attempt. Just then an alarm went off on Kates live feed. The babies vitals were slipping. 5 scientists rushed from the tower and down to Kate. Dr Karens followed as well.
“Ok times limited, we need to get the baby out!” Karens stated
“The baby may be too big to fit out this way.” One scientists stated. “We must correct the position to a footling.”
Two scientists gloved up and inserted hands into Kates vagina. One pushed the babies rump back up inside while the other was trying to locate the leg and pull one down. The scientists struggled as Kate struggled in agony. Finally after 5 minutes the scientists managed to free a leg. Now the baby was footling breech. Kate was instructed to push hard. The scientists pulled on the babies leg until the other came free. Now they pulled hard to get the baby out. The rump and the waist came free, the chest was next. Kate pushed hard as the scientists pulled. The shoulders came free next. Then the battle for the head began. Two scientists lubricated Kates opening and joined in the extrication efforts. Kate pushed as hard as possible as the scientists pulled. This battle went on for ten minutes till finally the head came free. Kate was carted off for further testing and examination.
Now remained the girls with the normal head first babies. None had made any progress. Kara, Molly and Luna, now just patiently awaited their turns to push…. To Be Continued.
#birth#birth kink#giving birth#pregnant#crowning#pregnancy#breech#birth denial#birth story#scifi birth
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Brave Little Angel
Summary: Diana takes her little girl to meet her extended family. The problem? Well, it's not really a problem - you're just a little shy.
Pairings: Mama!Diana x Shy!Daughter!Reader, Diana x Kal-El (no longer a thing), Kara x Lena (supercorp ftw), other Justice League members included but not all are specified.
Warnings: shyness leading to slight anxiousness, but it is all mostly fluff.
Genre: Parent/Child or Agere if you'd like!
A/N: Diana would be one of the best mothers in the universe, imo.
*not my gif*
Diana was the best Mama you could have. She was Wonder Woman for crying out loud. She came from an island of mighty female warriors and she did nothing except encourage you to embrace yourself in everything that you were.
Even if you were just four and a half years old.
She had taught you everything you’d known so far and that was her plan for your future. No school, especially with American gun laws as they were, and she thought it would be more beneficial for you to learn about other worlds like her own.
“Recognised: Wonder Woman.” The scanner muttered out loud before the secret passage in the Hall of Justice opened, her hand coming back to hold you up in her arms; not that she needed the extra strength.
“How are we feeling, my little warrior?” She asked you, noticing your tighter grip on your stuffed orca.
“Is bit scary, Mama.” You murmured, pushing further into her.
“Mama will protect you if there’s anything dangerous, okay?” She promised, sealing it with a temple kiss whilst walking to another door.
“Are you ready to meet your aunties and uncles?” She questioned softly.
You gave her a brave nod and she put you down when you asked, trying to ‘be a big girl’ when you meet them for the first time. You watched her push open the door, walking through first before gently pulling you behind her.
The sight of more than four adults, excluding Diana, was a bit overwhelming. The lot of them had all turned to face you, some giving you smiles whilst others cocked their heads to the side.
You hid behind Diana’s leg, holding onto her pants whilst the adults cooed softly. Mutters of ‘she is adorable’ to ‘how cute’ were thrown around, Diana’s warm chuckle making you look up at her.
“You can do it, sweetheart. Remember what we practiced this morning?”
You stepped out from behind her leg, picking up Orcy from the ground before you took a deep breath. “Hello. My name is Y/N. Dis is my Mama.” You reached for Diana’s hand, to which she squatted down beside you and let you hold it.
“She’s a tiny little tyke! How old, Diana, four?” A blonde woman with a cool suit asked.
She looked at you. “Go on, angel. How old is my baby? Are you four?” She held up four fingers, which you frowned at and looked at the blonde lady.
“Nuh-uh! I’m dis many!” You adjusted Diana’s fingers so that she half held the last finger up.
“Ah, of course. Four and a half, my apologies.” The blonde chuckled, but as she and the others came a bit closer, you shuffled back towards Diana.
“It’s okay, lovebug. Let’s meet them a few at a time, maybe two, after we have lunch.” She kissed your cheek.
After lunch, which you were very excited for, Diana slowly brought you around to the others. You instantly took a liking to the blonde lady, who was Dinah Lance, and the sight of a familiar cape on a different body made your head cock slightly.
“You’re not Papa Kal.” You accused, reaching for her out of your mother’s grip but she held you tightly.
“You’re right, buttercup - that’s Auntie Kara and Auntie Lena next to her. Auntie Kara is Papa Kal’s cousin.” Diana explained to you as she walked over to the duo.
“My little niece!” Kara beamed, reaching out for you but you flinched.
“Diana?” She questioned worriedly.
Tears began to prick your eyes and you hid in Diana’s beautiful raven mane, earning some soft chuckles from the others. Kara could hear sniffles and wanted to comfort you instead of having a bad first impression, but she didn’t want to cross a line.
“Where’s my little one?” A familiar voice came from the other side of the room, making you instantly come out of Diana’s hair.
“Papa Kal!” You squealed in excitement.
He knelt down as you raced over to him, quickly as you could with your little legs, and he scooped you up in his big arms. “Why the tears, Y/N?” He asked, gently settling you into one arm.
“Dere’s lots of peoples, Papa Kal. Big peoples.” You murmured, looking down at your empty hands.
“Orcy!” You worried, noticing he was lying on the ground upside down.
“Orcy! I sorry for dropping you!” You tried to wriggle out of Superman’s grip, but he held you fast.
Diana watched as tears brimmed your eyes again, her worry levels rising. She thought this would be a good idea, but evidently she was being a bad Mama.
“Easy, kiddo.”
You watched a shrouded man with a black cape pick up Orcy and hand him to you, to which you hugged the stuffy very tightly. You looked at the man with soft eyes like your mother’s, a small smile on his lips. “Fank you for saving him, mister.” You murmured.
“You’re very welcome. And I’m not ‘mister’, I’m Uncle Bruce.” He grinned, making you grin too.
“Fank you, Uncle Brucie!” You leapt out of Superman’s grip and hugged the man, to which he hugged you back.
You looked over at Diana and saw how she looked a little bit sad. You gently pushed away from Bruce and he got the message, putting you down. You walked over to Diana, who gently sank to her knees. “Yes, my darling?” She asked softly, moving some little baby hairs out of your face.
“Why you sad, Mama?” You replied.
“I thought you would be excited to meet your aunties and uncles, sweetheart. But I understand if you don’t want to see them just yet.” She nodded, bringing you into her arms before giving you a gentle forehead kiss.
“Mmm… was citeds to see dem all…” You mumbled, stroking Orcy’s fluff.
“You were?” She asked quizzically.
“Mhms. Dey just… dey bit bigs for me.” You shrugged.
Bruce came over to you both and sat down on your left, smiling at you before nodding to Diana and the others. One by one, they sat in a circle, all smiling at you as your grin got bigger and bigger; Bruce teased that he maybe had to lock you up, considering your Joker-like grin.
“How’s this, my little love?” Diana murmured by your ear.
You couldn’t have been happier. Everybody went in a circle and told you their names and their ability, some of them even demonstrating it. Hal made a green replica of Orcy, Victor gave you a small fidget toy made from his own fingers, Dinah gave you a blunt ninja star; it felt like your birthday with all of these wonderful gifts.
And each time you collected a gift, you made sure to keep it safe with Diana, her lap now overflowing with presents which earned her chuckles every time you brought another present.
At the end of the day, you were exhausted, already yawning by the time the stars came out. “Mama, can we go and watch da stars?”
She nodded happily, the others following you out to the top of the building where there was a helicopter platform. You sat down right in the middle and watched the stars twinkle, lying against Diana’s shoulder for a pillow.
“Fank ou for dis, Mama.” You muttered.
“Of course, my sweet baby.” She kissed your forehead, watching you fall asleep.
As the others began to grow tired, Diana gently picked you up in a blanket and wrapped you in it warmly. She made her quiet goodbyes to everyone and walked you back towards the car, but your tight grip on her clothes made her chuckle.
“I’ll come collect it after.” She muttered to herself, pushing off of the ground lightly before flying towards your home.
There, she unwrapped you from your blanket and laid you down in bed, tucking you in neatly before kissing your forehead. “Goodnight, my shy little one. Mama is so proud of you every day for trying. My brave little angel.”
With that, she turned on your night light and left you to sleep with Orcy, collecting the car and all of your toys before she fell asleep too.
#smalls words#diana prince fluff#diana prince x fem!reader#mom!diana prince x reader#mom!diana prince x fem!reader#wonder woman fluff#wonder woman x fem!reader#wonder woman x reader#mom!wonder woman#mom!wonder woman x fem!reader
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baby!danvers accidentally cuts her arm open at work using a box cutter. The cut is a bit too deep she has to get stitches. Her sisters are obvs concerned and arrive at the hospital in big sister bear mode.
2/2 - also if you wanted an alternative idea with b!d cutting herself maybe you could have her pierce an artery and need surgery (you can choose witch one cause I cant decide.
A/n: I chose the "none invasive" option because I was a little bit triggered by the pierced artery (it is a really big fear of mine). Sorry for not giving you the second option, I hope you still like it!
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For a week now, tons of boxed full of products have been stacked in the warehouse of your part-time job. Somehow it felt as if all business partners only sent their articles to you, preparing for a sale and rush of customers that wasn´t going to happen.
Your body wasn´t ready for that much work, but giving up and taking time off wasn´t an option for you, even though you more than needed a vacation. You seemed tired and inattentive to your colleagues, which was due to the fact that you suffered from chronic sleep deprivation and had not had a decent night´s sleep in days.
You had to help your sisters with Superhero stuff while also juggling university and life in general.
"Hey Y/n. You okay?" your best friend and co-worker asked as she drove up to you with the forklift to place two more pallets of boxed near you.
You shook your head annoyed. "I´m overworked and tired. My fingertips have a thousand tiny cuts that feel like my fingers are burning every time I press them on the cardboard so do me a favor; leave me alone and get on with other things so we don´t end up in a fight today."
The dark-haired woman in front of you raised her hands reassuringly and smiled slightly, hoping for a smile in return. "Calm down, I´m just worried about you. You don´t look well, you really need a break."
"What I need and what I don´t need.. please let that be my worry." you said, stomping away from your best friend to the newly laid boxes.
Absently you began to extend your utility knife and began cutting along the tape when you suddenly slipped and the sharp blade dragged along your other arm. In reaction and not yet in pain, you screamed out loud and saw the blood begin to gush out of the freshly and deep cut.
Immediately your best friend jumped out of her forklift and was with you instantly, but you were too far gone with the adrenaline and the panic rushing through your system that you didn´t even feel how she tried to suppress and stop the blood flow with her warning vest. With slow steps she tried to bring you to the forklift and set you down in case you fainted from the adrenaline waning.
With one hand wrapped around your arm and squeezing hard, she had her cell phone to her ear with the other hand, she watched you tonelessly as your face lost color with every minute that passed as she tried to quickly describe to the emergency services what had happened and where they could pick you up.
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While you were laying there on the uncomfortable lounger at the hospital, still pretty taken by the morphine and the anesthetic they gave you to suppress the pain, you heard two familiar voices right outside the curtains that sealed you off from the emergency room, asking for your whereabouts.
"M´ here." you slurred and lifted your heavy head towards the sounds. Two contorted bodies appeared before your nebulous gaze and were by your side in no time.
While Alex stood in front of your bed, examining you from afar and trying to understand how this accident happened in the first place, Kara threw her bag onto the empty plastic chair and walked around you to find the empty space at your abdomen to sit on before she took your heavily bandaged arm in hers. "Honey, how did this happen?"
The blonde didn´t have to ask what had happened. Your boss called her shortly after your trip to the hospital and informed her about it. However, the question as of why this happened was still unanswered.
"You should never voluntarily put a cutter knife in my hand." you laughed and collected some unbelievable facial expressions from both of your sisters. "Slipp´d and scratch´d my arm a lil bit."
"Scratched? Kid, you lost a lot of blood from your body and needed nine stitches. You don´t joke with that." The red-haired one now interjected and paced up and down as an attempt to calm her nerves down and drop her concerns about you.
Kara shook her head and buried her face in her palm. She knew you weren´t thinking rationally right now because of all the drugs in your system. Still, she was in disbelief at how easy you were with this situation. "But it´s still attached to my body so it´s fine."
"Shush kiddo, now it´s my turn to talk." The eldest Danvers interrupted and walked carefully to the other side of the bed, where she gently brushed strands of hair away from your face and began to stroke your arm. "You´re a real klutz and sometimes I wonder if you´re doing this extra to get on our nerves but please try to be more careful next time otherwise I´ll go to your boss personally and have you sent somewhere you´ll never get hurt again."
But she got no answer. You had nodded off during her speech and now you were peacefully asleep in your hospital bed trying to recover before your doctor´s would finish the discharge letter so your sisters could take you home. "There´s no point in talking to her now, Al. We have to wait until she´s off the meds and out of here."
"I know. Fact is, she´ll never see a damn knife in any form ever again cause I´m sick of these hospital visits."
#supergirl imagines#supergirl cw#supergirl#supergirl imagine#cw supergirl#baby danvers x kara danvers#baby danvers imagines#babydanvers#baby danvers#baby danvers imagine#baby danvers x supergirl#baby danvers x alex danvers#baby danvers x danvers sisters#alex danvers x reader#alexdanvers#alex danvers#alex danvers x you#alex danvers imagine#alex danvers x baby danvers#kara danvers x reader#kara danvers#kara danvers imagine#kara zor el#kara danvers x danvers sisters#kara danvers x baby danvers#kara danvers x you#fanifc#fanfics#fanfiction#fanfic
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for the Pandavas sisters (including Kara): order them from how good they can hold to their drink to them getting drunk after a good hard sip.
p.s. also tell me what happen once they get fully intoxicated
The Other Potatoes' First Time Drinking (again After they turn 21)
Pt 1
Kara gets literally the cutest drink in the bar (Like a pink starburst cocktail or something)
At first no one bats an eye because all she does is act goofier and more laid back than usual.
But then the Shah genes kick in when she drinks more and starts acting even more chaotic than Aru when she's sober.
She casually drops disturbing facts about her childhood like it's nothing and laughs about it like the most Gen Z kid in the bar.
"yOu ShOuLd'Ve SeEn My DaD's FaCe WhEn I tOlD hIm I wAnTeD tO bE a LiBrArIaN! i ThOuGhT hE wOuLd LiTeRaLlY kIlL mE! XD"
"hEy, Aiby-baby!" "Please don't call him that." "hOw AbOuT I sHoW yOu WhAt YoU mIsSeD oUt On!" *Rips her shirt off* "KARA NO-" *Reveals a shirt that says "Sleeper Spelling Bee Champ of 2005"* "YOU COULDA HAD ALL OF THIS BRAIN POWER, BABE!"
Hira doesn't really drink but she took one shot of whiskey to keep up. Unfortunately, she's a lightweight and immediately starts roasting everybody.
"yOu ThInK yOu'Re So ToUgH?!? mY gIrLfRiEnD wIlL lItErAlLy SmAcK yOu WiTh YoUr OwN sPiNe!" "Hira, stop yelling at the dartboard!" "YO MAMA LOOKS LIKE A CANDY CANE, YOU FLAT CIRCLE!"
Nikita didn't care about the cost, she was determined to get the deluxe strawberry champagne. If only she didn't get totally wasted after one glass
You'd expect her fashion critiques to be on overdrive and they were...the problem is they were towards herself because now her self-esteem sunk like an anchor
"wHaT wAs I tHiNkInG wEaRiNg ThIs ToP?!?" "Nikki, you made that blouse AND sold multiple of them for thousands of bucks." "SO I'M UGLY AND I'M RIPPING PEOPLE OFF?!?"
Ok, I lied. Sheela got an even cuter drink than Kara with all kinds of fruity decorations and tiny umbrellas. It looked more like a parfait than a drink, but it had alcohol nonetheless.
She immediately passes out to the point where everyone thinks she's dead but she's literally just jumping from one person's head to another and everyone's wondering why they're suddenly daydreaming about having tea parties with this chick.
Aru took Aiden off designated driver duty and so he starts going at the drinks so he can finally get revenge.
Unfortunately, the man's surprisingly a heavyweight and almost beats Brynne's record. When she finds out, she's not sure if she's mad or impressed.
"I hAvE a HaReM..." "Not exactly, Wifey-" "Shhshhshh, LeT mE eXpLaIn! I hAvE a HaReM, wHiCh I gOt AfTeR i DiEd. My LiFe iS aN ISEKAI!" "...Don't do this. I swear, you'll make me get you drunk more often if you keep this up." "yOu KnOw, ArU, wHeNeVeR yOu QuEsTiOn SoMeOnE, yOu ShOuLd SaY 'ARU SHAH ABOUT THAT?!?'" "BARTENDER, ANOTHER ONE OVER HERE!"
Also, his Apsara powers get out of hand and he proceeds to dominate the karaoke show and suddenly has a bunch of girls flock to him. Aru's about to figure out whether she should electrocute him or them when he screams into the mike "THAT'S MY PAST LIFE HUSBAND! HIII, ARU!" and runs into her for a hug tackle before passing out.
Then the others are on hangover cleanup. Everyone's a mess in the morning and when Aiden says "This can't possibly get any worse." Aru goes "ARU SHAH ABOUT THAT???" and shows them everything she recorded on her phone. They then puked even harder...
#aru shah#the pandava quintet#the potatoes#aru shah headcanon#aru shah incorrect quotes#aru shah headcanons#mini x rudy#aruden#hirynne
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