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the oblivion siblings have also gone to the desert!!! YAYYY

#scribbles #finally got them all renamed in a way im satisfied with too :crunchysob:#c:sanaa #previously silas #c:rami #previously emile #c:lena #previously foster #the high road

@fadinglights sent: “someone’s going to notice we’re both missing.” / kenji x lena !

The faintest worried sigh leaves her lips the moment she says those words. Her hair is scattered over her pillow; a thin sheet is held against her chest while she takes in what had just happened between the two of them. This was just another business trip, they were the ones in charge, and somehow, they had gotten tangled up in each other.

Lena takes one quick glance to the alarm clock that sits in the side table next to the hotel bed. A soft almost naughty laugh leaves her lips, this is something completely unusual for both of them. To risk work like this. Let alone with each other. “We could say we both had the same thing for dinner. That we got sick.” Lena says turning to her side, resting one hand over his chest. “That means you could also stay here.” She suggests with a smile curving her lips. “As long as no one goes looking for you in your room.”

#c:lena #lena x kenji #oh this was so fun!

“you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” @luthorforgood

Gwen didn’t know where else to go, so going to her work was the right choice. Until Lena saw how bad in shape she was. She barely made it to the chair when she collapsed and let out a breath.

“I’ll be fine, just you know, super healing.” Gwen took off her hood and placed it onto the desk. “It takes a bit.” She grimaced a bit, letting out a low groan and closed her eyes as she tried not to cry. She didn’t want to cry in front of Lena. “Do I need to take off my suit? I have

#c:lena #convo #injury tw

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O tom vermelho havia tomado a região periorbitária de Benjamin Campbell, deixando claro que, ele não havia dormido a dias e ele havia chorado recentemente. Com as mãos enfiadas nos bolsos da calça de sarja preta ele se balançava discretamente ansioso, aguardando a porta ser aberta. Por baixo do sueter também preto, seu corpo quase tremia, cada vez que a teimosa mente de Ben retornava a noite do aniversário de sua irmã caçula, seu coração apertada. A incompreensão e decepção que o tomou não podia ser facilmente explicada e talvez por isso um nó se formava constantemente em sua garganta. Talvez por isso estivesse parado na porta de Helena, para tentar entender o que havia acontecido ou para, em sua esperança cega, ouvir ela dizer que não era nada do que ele havia entendido e tudo aquilo nunca passara de um mal entendido.

Quando finalmente um espaço se abriu entre Benjamin e o apartamento, o homem prensou os lábios, tentando formular a primeira frase, mas, olhar Helena ali, tão de perto, era tão mais complicado, tornava tudo tão mais difícil pelo misto de sentimentos que o tomavam. - Nós podemos conversar? - Ele falou em um tom baixo. - Francamente, eu acho que deveríamos. Na verdade, eu acho que eu preciso. Preciso que você me explique o que e porquê. Porque na verdade agora eu estou tão...Tão confuso sobre você que olhar para você é doloroso.

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Hot For Sister | Lena/Frankie

lenalarson-md

Your sister is pretty hot.

You know, everyone tells us we look alike. And she’s straight.

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Hello There || Amelia & Lena

“Damn car keys.” Amelia mumbled as she tried to lean down to the floor to grab the keys she had dropped walking out after her appointment. She was now 40 weeks pregnant and hadn’t even had the slightest contraction. “A whale. I’m a freaking whale.” She continued to mutter under her breath as she tried from different angles to get her keys.