🍒Cherry Pryde

Cherry Smöl 🍒 Ensign, First Order Assigned to: Wherever Dophie goes. ~Truly, madly, deeply in love with Lieutenant Dopheld Mitaka ❤️ ~Head cheerleader for Mitaka’s Babes Groupie Gang💋 ~Blueberry Lover! 🔵 •Ships w/ Mitaka ONLY •18+ •#SW Parody/Banter FC: Kelley Missal

+ was just a moment’s doubt. No... She turned away again, fitted her face with a charming smile, as was expected of her, and walked away. Shoulders back, chin up, head straight, fists clenched... belly full... and ripe.

+ momentary pang caused her to turn and look back. She had promised herself she wouldn’t come here again. It was too dangerous now, and she would never do anything to put him in danger again. This had to be the last time. “My love...” she whispered. But it +

+ With one manicured finger she drew an imaginary heart on Mitaka’s door, then turned to waddled away, back to her new quarters on the aft deck. “Soon,” she said to herself. “He’ll be here soon. Then I’ll finally have someone who can love me back.” A +

+ as it often did these days. It wouldn’t be long now. So many changes... There was a strange new feeling within the Order. A darkness she had never felt before, not even in the days of Supreme Leader Snoke. It was everywhere now. An ominous sense of dread. +

+ his things. Smell his scent. Imagine what it might be like if he could love her the way she loved him. She might have waited forever for him, if she’d had a choice in the matter. Cherry stretched her back and sighed. Her hand fell to her round belly, +

+ “Happy Birthday, to my Sweetest Blueberry.” She signed it, “From your Cherry.” She thought of going in. She still had the code. She didn’t think he ever knew how often she had snuck into his quarters while he was on duty, just to feel close to him. Touch +

+ with her own hands. It was nice to have a full size kitchen now... in her new life. She left no holocard. She had attempted a recording but couldn’t seem to get through it without crying. So instead she left a short, handwritten card that simply said, +

Cherry tiptoed towards the door to @DMitaka ‘s quarters and left the package outside, a gold-bowed box with some vegan hazelnut thumbprint cookies. Each was topped with a whole cherry she had candied herself. In fact, she had made the cookies for Mitaka +

Oh @DMitaka, this is my fondest hope, blueberry. Someday... soon...