#but i DID try

[brezybrianne]

whale, from start to finish

Tag list: @vole-mon-amour , @gyhgui

[sssammich]

For supercorp 💗 🥹🥹

💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft

thanks for your patience, anon! alas, i have gone overboard once more because i cannot help myself.

ask meme

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she's been given a mandatory month off from supergirl duties. she's not sick, she hasn't solar flared, and she's not hurting for any freelance work that requires her attention. she had simply been told that she needed to take the time off and to avoid any caped hero work unless absolutely necessary.

so that's why she's here now, without superhero work for the next thirty days. free to do whatever she wants.

after the initial shock washes over her, she places her hands on her hips and nods towards alex and j'onn. she knows exactly what she wants to do with her freedom.

"okay."

"look, before you fight th--okay?" alex stares at her, wide eyes mirroring kara's. "really?"

she shrugs, already heading towards the elevator. no need to fight the inevitable. "really."

as the elevator doors close in front of her, she can't help smirking in amusement at the identical confused expressions on both of their faces.

she has one destination in mind.

-

she knocks on the massive wooden door, though she knows she doesn't need to. it's a formality at this point considering the unrestricted access that she's been granted to enter the top floor of this condominium highrise.

still, she waits, because the anticipation is half the fun.

her face splits into an easy smile when lena opens the door to her with her own toothy grin.

"heya," she greets, stepping foot into what she calls home: within lena's arms.

"hello to you, too," lena says, swift yet careful in wrapping kara in her arms. her hands are open as they rub circles on kara's back. kara sinks further into lena's embrace, pulling lena further into her. "how are you?"

"i'm great."

lena stares into her eyes. "yeah?"

"oh yeah. i'm on vacation." she emphatically nods.

lena beams at that. "funny you say that. me too."

she quirks a brow at that, though she shouldn't be surprised. a month vacation doesn't just fall into people's laps without explanation. "yeah?"

"oh yeah," lena mimics her.

kara, still holding lena in her arms, pulls the other woman back in, the two of them swinging in place. "what a coincidence, right?"

lena throws her head back in laughter.

-

they arrive in a private villa off the coast of naples.

it's a modest hillside two bedroom house that overlooks the gulf below. when the local guide roll their suitcases for them, he unknowingly wheels lena's to one room and hers to the other. she smirks and lena tips him handsomely--enough that his olive skin tinges in embarrassment at just how much is in his hands. when their eyes meet after he leaves, they break into a giggle.

because they know the truth, despite not uttering a word of it: why bother taking up more room when right by each other's side is all the space they'll want to take.

despite the destination of her luggage, her body follows after lena to the other room, the one with the better view of the water. just as well, lena's body follows after her when they busy themselves in the kitchen to make themselves a quick dinner. when they finish, they share the hammock sitting out on the back deck, lena's head on her chest and her arms around her waist, while kara's arms wind their way in holding lena against her, their limbs tangled.

when lena yawns a few too many times, they call it a night. lena leads, their hands entwined, and they end up on lena's bed, drawing back the thin covers enough to stave off the inevitable cool night air.

-

they walk everywhere, always touching. a hand on the arm the elbow the bicep the small of her back. an arm slung over a shoulder or hooked together.

it's when they reach a destination that kara's courage grows, that lena's bravery broadens.

when they travel to the town square market as they shop for groceries that lips find their way on one another's skin; the temple the cheek the forehead.

when they treat themselves to a picnic right by a vineyard and lena is leaning back on her between her legs, lips chance on a bare and pale shoulder.

when they lounge in the hammock and lena is resting on her chest, lips chance on collarbones and behind the ears.

when they tire themselves out from full days, fuller stomachs, and fullest hearts that they are in bed and lena is facing her and their legs are tangled with one another, lips chance on entwined hands and fingers.

each one given freely, each one received gracefully.

soon, kara thinks, this will all change. especially when they cross the final threshold between them. though that's a formality at this point, all things considered.

still, she will wait until that happens, more than happy to be exactly where she is.

-

thirty days is long and short and is plenty and is not enough.

on their last day while they wait for their local guide to collect them, they stand on the corner edge of the back deck, lena in her arms as they overlook the gulf for the last time.

"i don't want to go back to work," she murmurs into lena's ear. lena twists in kara's arms until they're facing one another.

"you don't have to, if you really don't want to."

"we can move into this villa. i'll learn to fish. you can sell them at the market."

lena laughs in her arms and kara holds her tighter, like trying to capture lightning in a bottle.

"you're no good as a fisherman, sweetheart."

kara pouts because it's probably true. but she'll learn for lena.

"well, next time we're on vacation, we ought to come back."

"anything you want," lena says, her eyes dipping down to where kara's lips are.

"anything?"

lena nods, assuring, her eyes darkening. kara's smile widens and she leans forward just enough, their noses brushing.

kara is ready for what's to come. she's ready for lena.

still, she waits, because the anticipation is half the fun.

[oh2bloved]

Catching up

[luimagines]

Sorry if this is completely random but i just want to say that your writing reminds me of a cafe/library that is the hang out spot for this one group of teens. They’re very nice and respectful, and they get the window booth that looks out into the park next door and they all get to witness the change of time through that same window.

Its homey and familiar, its feels like a connection and a bond. Its vibes are so…just cozy with the odd sprinkle of the rainy days or chilly months and its just so….right.

ANYWAYS SORRY— I MEAN ALL OF THIS IN A GOOD WAY AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A LOVELY DAY/NIGHT!!!

Hi Trippy! I know we've never really talked much but I've seen you around the fandom before and I really admire your work. I think you were the one who also gave my blog a little shout out when I first made it and it got me like... five new followers within the hour when I only had like 20. XD

It's not random at all and I adore this. <3

And in any case- how would this not be taken in a good way? It's literally the nicest thing ever. XD

I hope you have a good night/day too!!!!

[itslacroixsweetiedarling]

Now that we've gone into hiatus I thought it'd be fun to share my attempt at recreating the Abbott break room in Sims 4

[saltiestbread]

Lap chicken.

feel like i need to post something.

so i dig up this old sketch i did long ago quickly slap some line,base color and chicken on it :)

[amourtoken]

With the cabaret resurgence on tiktok is this time to let yall know i was a theatre kid and so wanna fucking audition for more shows lmao

[uygfiug]

i give up im going to sleep

[nell0-0]

Emmet couldn't keep still. He kept tapping his foot on the ground while waiting for Ingo to meet up with him on their usual café before going to work, but despite their usual routines and schedules... Ingo was late.

Verrrry late.

I don't know what this is, exactly, but it exists now

[swirly-lemonade]

Doodled miles morales :3

[styona]

Just call me Little Sunshine

[bethanydelleman]

Do you speak French and what is aita?

I am Canadian so I have a "French core" education, which means I can read French and speak it very poorly. I also spent 3 months in France as an Au Pair (exchange nanny), so I can tell you to eat your vegetables and do your homework.

AITA is a forum on Reddit.com, it stands for Am I The Asshole? The terminology is explained on the masterpost. The basic idea is you ask the internet to decide who was at fault in a social disagreement.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[wildbasil]

things haven't been great but i think they will be. eventually 🌻🌼🩷

[cyancees]

i have neither a good imagination nor aphantasia, but a secret third thing

[blueskittlesart]

Open your eyes...