A MOTHER IS A GIFT

New York on rainy days for most people was not ideal, but for Esme Cullen it was perfect.

Wading through the crowds tucked under her umbrella, Esme smiled, it wasn't often that her and Carlisle came into the city, and even in this gloomy weather the city hummed with a beat that only big cities have.

Pausing by a street corner, Esme saw a young girl leaning on a crutch, soaked to the bone and trying to sell newspapers at the same time.

WHEN A FANCY LOOKIN' LADY PAUSED.

“We could go for a boat ride,” like they had when they were young, Sophie was responsible enough to manage the hotel for an afternoon.

“I’ll pack us a picnic, and we can enjoy this beautiful day.”

Sam nodded. “I like the sound of that.” He told her. “It sounds like the good old days.” Sam smiled at her. He knew that Sophie would be fine with managing the hotel.

“My mind’s too full of ideas,” Donna smiled, there was so much she wanted to do to fix up the hotel, and not enough time in the day.

“I can probably guess why you’re up.”

Sophie looked at her mother and knew what she was like. She always had ideas for this place. And the thing was, it was her mother who would do it all. No matter how much Sophie told her to slow down or let others do some stuff around here. “That mind of yours always is.” Sophie said.

That was until someone left their little island.

New York on rainy days for most people was not ideal, but for Esme Cullen it was perfect.

Wading through the crowds tucked under her umbrella, Esme smiled, it wasn't often that her and Carlisle came into the city, and even in this gloomy weather the city hummed with a beat that only big cities have.

Pausing by a street corner, Esme saw a young girl leaning on a crutch, soaked to the bone and trying to sell newspapers at the same time.

WHEN A FANCY LOOKIN' LADY PAUSED.

@maternalmuses​ said:  “I just realized… I don’t know your name.” (Din from Omera)

"Din," Omera repeated, testing the name on her tongue.

@maternalmuses​ asked: 💋 from Omera to Mando (if you’re still accepting kisses.

Din hesitated a little before removing his helmet. If he decided to stay in this village and leave the path of the bounty hunter, it no longer mattered. He smiled at her surprise and gently brushed his lips over hers.

Omera quickly tried to shield her eyes when he removed his helmet but then he kissed her and she looked up at him, shocked. 

He was a handsome man, there was no denying that. 

At his comment Omera giggled, she couldn’t help herself.

His smile was infectious, and it occurred to her that it was probably the first time he’d ever kissed a woman before.

Gently placing her hand on the side of the helmet, Omera smiled there was still so much she had to learn about being a Mandalorian, but she would do it for the hero of her village.

“Which one am I, a friend or something more?”

Before, he would have removed her hands from his helmet and said they were only friends. But the last few days have changed something in his soul. This woman, soft and kind, entered his heart and did not want to leave him.

Omera smiled and leaned her head against the Beskar clad one, Not since her husband’s death had she felt this way about anyone. But there was something about this man, how he cared for the child playing with the others not far away, that attracted her to him.