#fair warning. a drabble at most is going to be 1.4k. I do need to take on some shorter projects though.

[drivinmeinsane]

👉👈could i ask for more male lactation, like as a drabble ask or sumting

I'd be more than willing to do a lactation drabble. But what character(s), anon? 👀

[shadesoflsk]

    HIS MINI WORLD

ft: Leon Kennedy x Fem Reader summary: Leon experiencing fatherhood. From the day his little miracle's heart started beating to her first steps. warnings: Mentions of pregnancy, self doubts but overall this is just fluff and nothing more! wc: 1.4k author's note: Hello! This is me once again bringing dad Leon content. The last time I wrote him was for Christmas hehe. I don't really know what I did here since this like a combination between headcanons and mini drabbles but hey, it's something. Anyway, take care!

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Leon who ever since you announced you were expecting he switched to dad mode. All of his friends needed to know that he was now a father to be. Claire? The first one to know. Chris? He needed to know that he may as well be the godfather of his little blessing. 

Leon who was next to you at every ultrasound appointment. He couldn't even make out where this little bean was but he already called them the most perfect thing. Because, after all, it's the perfect combination of both of you.

Leon who is the first one to buy parenting books. He often told you not so common facts as he read in the middle of the night. Do you know that babies are born with the ability to swim? He made sure to tell you even if you were fast asleep.

“Darling…” Leon gently shook you, his voice was hushed yet it was enough to stir you from your sleep and say goodbye to your precious dreams. “Mhm…? What is it?” Being woken up in the middle of the night wasn’t something you were looking for. Especially since you already grew used to Leon’s schedule. However, you tried not to show any signs of grumpiness.  “Do you know that our baby can recognize music? So… if we put some headphones on your stomach they might know what we usually listen to!” His voice was barely a whisper but it wasn’t enough to hide his excitement.  “Go to sleep Leon…”

Leon who has all the money in the world to buy the most expensive and glamorous crib, yet he wanted to experience how it was to build it. So, he made it from scratch. Of course, with Chris’ help. Even though both of them ended up with splinters in their fingers.

Leon who would rarely argue with you. But when the time comes when you disagree about something and go to bed a bit mad at each other, he would place a hand on your belly as he whispered: I'm mad at you, not at them. Eventually, both of you would forgive each other, even if the argument was just a silly disagreement.

Arguing with Leon was obviously something doomed to happen in your marriage. As much as you wanted it to be peaceful and problem-less, your personalities sometimes crashed. It never led to an actual fight. But Leon was… stubborn, even if he knew you were right, he'd never admit it. So, as you lay on your side hoping that sleep comes faster, you feel a strong and calloused hand over your belly.  “I'm not angry at them so this is only fair.” Leon said, rubbing and caressing the skin that was starting to stretch as it gave the baby more space to grow. After a couple of seconds of silence, Leon started to feel guilty for not giving you attention. You were carrying his baby, he couldn’t act this immature. “Sorry…” Leon sheepishly apologized for his previous banter. An argument should never make them go to bed angry at each other. “I'm sorry too.” You finally responded as drowsiness started filling your mind and body.

Leon who responded “I just want them to be healthy,” when someone asked him about his baby. But he was a bit too happy when you announced to him that he was going to be a girl dad. In his mind, he wanted to have two beautiful princesses next to him. And now, heaven is allowing him to achieve his dreams and leave behind his sorrowful previous life.

Leon who may as well go bankrupt since he buys everything he sees at the shop. Tiny pink dresses and teddy bears are his favorite things to buy. His little princess deserves the world, she’s already his whole world.

Leon who would speak to your bump, his words full of promises and wishes for his baby. And even when you were asleep, he would go on for minutes, expecting his little miracle to hear him.

“You will be so loved… Everyone is waiting for you.” He said one night, a hand caressing the side of your belly. “I have already bought so many toys you will be playing with. Daddy loves you so much.”

Leon who has to go on missions, he can’t just quit. But, he keeps a photo of your ultrasound in his wallet, next to yours. A totem of his love, a physical item that reminds him he needs to return home. 

“Shit…” He hissed as the nurse helped him sit down on one of the chairs. He had recently just come back from a mission which took a toll on him. It wasn’t especially hard since he had help from his new team, yet he believed his age was starting to show in his body. “Mr. Kennedy, your belongings…” The nurse spoke to him for the first time as she picked up Leon’s jacket which had fallen as he sat down. Leon thanked her before he started searching for something in one of its pockets. For a while, he paid no mind to the nurse ministrations. The alcohol swab stung just a bit as she cleaned an injury on his side. Eventually, he found what he was looking for. He pulled out his wallet and there they were, the photos he always carries with him. A proud smile showed on his face as he was reminded that he had succeeded in another mission which meant Heaven granted him one more day to live. He was alive and ready to continue living..

Leon who would practically faint when you told him the baby was coming, that the time has come. He had previously made scenarios about this situation, thinking that he was prepared but dear God… he wasn’t. 

Dad Leon who sobbed when he heard his baby’s cries for the first time. However, this time, those sounds didn’t come from someone who was suffering as he is used to hearing in his line of job. Those cries were the living proof that he was once again, given a second chance in life.

The first one was when you agreed to marry him. He held himself from grabbing his daughter out of the nurse’s arms. It’s not that he didn’t trust the medical team, but he has waited almost 9 months to see, to hold his miracle.  And even though a part of him fears that his hands are too stained from his job, from his past, and from the near future, he knows that his and your hands will be the ones guiding your baby.

Dad Leon who doesn't know what to do once you were discharged from the hospital. He couldn't spend one second away from the both of you, always checking if you needed something.

Dad Leon who speaks with his daughter as if she was already a grown-up. Her babbles and his words fill the living room as they both engage in a serious conversation.

“Bwaaah” “Yeah, I get it. But you have to understand my point too. If we increase the price of milk people are going to buy even less. “Bwah…” “No need to get so political, miss. I’m simply offering some feedback about the supply and demand of this product.”

Dad Leon who wears matching outfits with you and his daughter. Is the little one wearing pink today? Guess everyone else will too. 

Dad Leon who tries so hard to teach his baby how to say dada. Da-da Da-da, that word is starting to haunt his dreams. However, life works in funny ways since his little one decided that her first world would be “No.”

Dad Leon who is terrified when his daughter starts walking. Those wobbly steps make him have a heart attack each second. 

Dad Leon who hates it when his kid falls and cries. He would literally just look the other way for a second and boom, his daughter fell to the ground. Between the sobs of his little one, he could hear how she says she got a boo-boo. God, he hates gravity. 

Dad Leon who sometimes cries from happiness. Watching his baby girl grow fills his heart with so much joy and pride. The world was a messed up place but whilst he lives, he’ll make sure that no danger ever comes across you two. 

[blkmxrvel]

lover.

Pairing: lena luthor x fem!reader (though it could read gender neutral)

Words: 1.4k

Request: Hey! Prompts 19 and 29 for Lena Luthor x reader, please. Love your writing^^

Summary: “i’ve loved you now three summers honey, and i want them all.”

Warnings: mentions of self hate, kinda (?), canon lena emotions. 

A/N: so this was supposed to be a drabble but i got carried away lmao! this was so beautiful to write. i love writing for lena the most she’sso just amazing and you can do so much with her. but! listen to lover as you read this, the song itself. it’s been on replay since i came out and i wanted a fic for it! it wasn’t planned but it fits so well lmao! i’ve missed writing so much omg. enjoy x 

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you’ve had a crush on lena for as long as you could remember. you had first met her through alex. she invited you to karaoke night at the bar and you just couldn’t refuse. you had just moved into national city and you figured it was about time you started to branch out and meet new people.

from the moment you saw lena, you immediately pulled to her, as she was to you. not love at first sight, you didn’t believe in that. maybe... comfort at first sight.

there was just something about her that made you always want to be around her. maybe it was the way her eyes lit up when she smiled at you. or maybe it was the way she protected you and cared about you, and always shown it. maybe it was her hugs, how she always smelled of apples and old wood; an odd combination, but one that made your heart melt every time.

either way you were head over heels for lena lillian luthor, and you were sure you didn’t want to stop it.  your soul was attached to hers, constantly chasing it and seeking it out, and lena welcomed it, she welcome all of you. who were you to put an end to that?

albeit inseparable, you and Lena were polar opposites, in every sense of the word. you were someone who always had your heart on your sleeve, your emotions were always so easy for anyone to decipher lena, on the other hand, only felt a sense of danger and regret when she was vulnerable. all her life she had been trained and taught that the less emotions you showed, you felt, the better.

maybe that’s why she was feeling so conflicted now.

lena was absolutely enamored with you. she was obsessed and loved everything about you. the way your laugh cracked whenever she told a terrible joke. the way you’d always lean into her when you were cold, whether you knew it or not. how your eyes were always so big and bright, how you were so big and bright. you sparkled and shined and radiated greatness from a million miles away. and the fact that you did it so humbly and beautifully, gracefully without a hint of effort, snatched her heart.

lena lillian luthor was in love you with. she was falling harder than she’d ever allow herself to do before.

she wasn’t sure if she wanted to stop it.

love is weakness. emotions only cloud your judgement. everyone you ever get close to ends up hurt because of you. you’re nothing but a walking time bomb,

lena thought self-destructive thoughts about herself day in and day out. she wanted to believe all of those things. she wanted to completely cut herself from you, force you out of her life for your own good. so you wouldn’t get hurt.

lena was toxic, all she ever did was hurt. and she wanted to believe that, she really did.

but how could she went you looked at her like she put the stars and sky, and aligned them so perfectly so that you two could meet. when you spoke to her so softly that it almost always lulls her to sleep. you were the only person who has never judged her for her last name, or the things she done in her past. how could she push you away when all you did was love her when she couldn’t love herself, hold her when she felt everything crumbling around her, and ground her when she didn’t know what was real?

she couldn’t. she couldn’t allow herself to hurt the both of you by feeding into bullshit her family and the media filled her head. she had to get away from it, not only for you, buy for herself.

which is why she allowed you to be in her arms at 3am, laying on the couch while you watched netflix. just you, though. lena was too busy in her head as the scratched your scalp.

you two have been here before. lena knew you loved her, she could see it in your eyes and feel it in your hugs. she knew you weren’t sure if she returned the feelings. she knew how much it was hurting you not knowing, why you just let her lead you on; because having her in some way was better than not having her at all.

but that’s the thing. you had lena, in every possible way imaginable. you had lena’s heart wrapped tight around your soft, gentle finger. she trusted you with everything her, loved you with even more than that. she just....was too scared to tell you.

but she had to. no matter the outcome. no matter the response. her love for you was bursting at the seams and she was tired of trying to sew them back together. it was now or never.

“y/n/n?” you hummed as your arms wrapped around her tighter. you were half asleep, the steady thump of her heartbeat putting you to sleep.

“i have something i need to tell you.” her words didn’t raise your attention, it was the fact that her heartbeat increased in speed. you thought she was going to have a heart attack.

you lifted your head up to look at her, wide eyes and a concerned face. lena nearly combusted.

“is everything alright?”

“i’m pretty sure it will be i just-” lena took a deep breathe and closed her eyes.

inhale.

“you can tell me anything, you know that.” lena nodded, of course she did.

exhale.

“i think i’m in love with you. and that scares the crap out of me. because all my life i’ve been told that i was unlovable and that love was  just a game. and that your emotions only make you weaker.” you opened your mouth to speak but lena shook her head. she needed to get this out.

“everyone i love gets hurt because of me. i have so many enemies and somehow they always take what i cherish most and ruin it. maybe that’s my fault but i... i don’t want them to ruin you. but i love you so much that i can’t allow that to stop me anymore. i can’t let the words of people who don’t even care about me control my life when you’re here everyday caring about me, and loving me. it just isn’t fair, we both deserve better.”

lena had a definitive look on her face and her took yours in her hands. “we deserve better, and i can give us better. i don’t want to believe them anymore, i can’t believe them anymore. not when i have someone like you showing me better. i love you...y/f/n. i love you with every fiber of my being and i don’t want to stop anytime soon.

by the time lena was finished, the both of you have tears flowing down your faces and smiles on your lips. you pulled lena in for the tightest hug possible, telling her that you love her back, so much, and that you were proud of her for everything. you loved her, for everything she was and will be.

when you pulled away from the hug, you both stared into each other eyes. so much to say but not enough words to say it. lena’s hands went back to your face, her thumbs wiping at the tears that fell.

“do you want to kiss as much as i do right now?” you whispered. the moment was so precious, so delicate that you know if your voice was any louder, everything would disappear.

lena nodded immediately, a shy kiss me, please falling from her lips. it barely made it past her tongue before you grabbed the back of her neck and pressed your lips to hers.

kissing you was everything lena dreamed of. you were so soft, so fragile, she felt that in the kiss. but she also felt the passion, the fervor, the love each second her lips were on yours. your souls rejoiced, danced in the darkness of lena’s room. the tangled and amalgamated next to the soft hum of the TV. two people, so unalike, so in love. an unbreakable, unlikely pair that will last forever.

lena sighed into her love’s mouth. she released every single worry, every single doubt and stress she ever had about herself and you. you were hers, and she was yours. it wouldn’t end in tears and heartbreak, not this time. this time was different, you were different.

lena understood that now.

love makes you stronger. emotions make your wiser. everyone you get close to feels your love, and they carry it with them for eternity. you are nothing short of greatness.

and fuck anybody else who tells her otherwise.