#lemrita

[missjanjie]

i hate that this is still funny to me lmao

[emowithoddsocks]

Lame question but top 5 drag race ships of 2020?! 😍

Not lame at alllll!

1. Jan x Jackie

2. Lemon x Priyanka

3. Crystal x Gigi

4. Lemon x Rita (idk it’s just cute)

5. Nicky x Jadia

[zwritestuff]

Can I please request Fluff 31 with bed sharing trope, with Lemrita? 💛 based on Lemon’s insta comment!

18. Bed sharing / 31. I’m right where I belong.

The senior trip to Paris is, naturally, the most awaited part of senior year for the students. The teachers, however, dread that trip despite the destination. Who wants to miss out on the city of love just to make sure a bunch of teenagers don’t go missing?

This year, the unfortunate teachers happened to be Rita, for the third year in a row, and Lena, the new P.E. teacher with a sense of positivity that sometimes seemed too forced. Either way, Rita could use her positivity and loud, high pitched voice when getting everyone in order to board the plane.

The hours at the plane and then at the airport, waiting for their bus to arrive, went by better than Rita could’ve expected; she supposed it had to do with the fact that Lena was by her side at all times, easily making conversation and handling the students. It’s a surprise, but a good one, and it makes Rita happy actually enjoy the trip for once.

The hotel is a new one, and Rita’s grateful that hers has a balcony - not only does she get to gaze at the city during the night and marvel at the show of lights, but she doesn’t have to scramble to find a place to smoke at. It’s a win-win situation.

Rita’s just getting settled when the door is opened again, soon hearing Lena’s marveled voice echo through the room.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in your room?” Rita asks, cocking a brow.

“This is my room,” Lena replies with a chirp. Rita is about to debate how it can be, because there’s only one bed, but before she can say anything, Lena flops right into the mattress and exhales a relieved sigh. “See? It’s a perfect fit for me! I’m right where I belong, but I don’t mind sharing with you.”

Rita blushes slightly, she’s never shared a bed, not even a room, with a fellow teacher the previous times she had to come to the trip. But, she supposses, it can’t be that bad, can it?

Lena latches onto Rita as if she was a human sized stuffed animal, and sleeps peacefully without moving an inch for the rest of the night. Rita doesn’t have the heart to complain - besides, Lena is kind of comfortable to sleep with. So really, it’s just another win-win situation.

[missjanjie]

so we’re just announcing that on the timeline huh rita lmao

bonus:

[missjanjie]

“my favorite eye candy”

“wee wee”

[missjanjie]

what is it with french speaking queens and being horny on main amirite

[missjanjie]

i have like, five different questions here

[missjanjie]

17 and K, please?

17. Rita Baga/Lemon & K. Accidental Baby Acquisition

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Lemon was just about to get home to the apartment she shared with her girlfriend, not paying much attention to anything as she walked. That was until she heard a faint cry coming from the alley next to her building she was just about to walk past. She stood in front of it for a moment, wondering if it was an actual call of distress or a ploy that would lead to her murder. She shrugged, deciding she may as well risk it.

Once she rounded the corner into the alley, there was no question as to what was making that noise. There was a basket. There was a baby in the basket. Lemon looked around, but there was clearly no one to claim parental ownership of the infant. “Shit,” she whined, picking up the basket and carrying it up to her apartment.

Rita was in the middle of making dinner when Lemon came inside, but she saw the basket out of the corner of her eye. “What have you got there?” she asked casually.

“A baby.”

This stopped Rita in her tracks, and she turned to face Lemon to realize that for once, her girlfriend wasn’t being sarcastic. She did, in fact, have a baby with her. “Why do you have a baby?”

“Because I needed a new accessory,” Lemon retorted flatly.

Ah, Rita thought, there it is. “Did someone just... give it to you?”

She shook her head, carefully setting the basket down on the couch. “It was on top of the dumpster in the alley, I couldn’t just leave it there,” she explained before going to the fridge, searching for something baby-friendly.

“What are we going to do? Should we call your mom?”

Lemon shrugged as she came back from the fridge with a carton of milk. “Probably the best option,” she mused, then looked over at the baby. “Fuck, it can’t drink out of a glass, how are we gonna feed it?”

“Try using a little spoon?” Rita suggested. “And stop calling the baby ‘it’, look to see if there’s a note or anything in the basket.”

Lemon set the carton on the counter and sat next to the baby, who was calm now. “Oh, there’s a birth certificate in here,” she observed as she unfolded the piece of paper sticking out from under the baby’s feet. “All the info is scribbled out with sharpie except for her first name and birthday,” she said, then looked back at the baby. “So you’re Grace, and you’re four months old,” she said, and Grace just blinked in response.

Rita exhaled at that, relieved they weren’t suddenly stuck with a literal newborn. “Okay, we can manage. Dinner’s ready, but I will try to feed the baby first while you call your mother.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Lemon got up and grabbed her phone, going into the other room as she spoke to her mom. When she returned, she saw Rita cradling the baby and feeding her spoonfuls of milk, and she had to admit, it was an adorable sight.

“What did she say?” Rita asked as she looked up.

Lemon pushed her phone back into her pocket. “Take her right to the hospital.”

Rita nodded, though she couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed. “I was kind of hoping she would say to hold onto her for a bit.”

“Absolutely not,” Lemon chuckled. “The only baby you’re taking care of is me.”