#anyways i dont hate whatevers going on here but i will be so happy to get back to closeup interaction shots

[kvroii]

Poison World, Chapter 18 - When Kori reaches the generator that powers the city's infrastructure, it begins to drain her of her energy, so her brother Soru takes her place. The machine reawakens his old Curian form to drain it too, but if it means Kori can shut down Ares, Soru is willing to accept whatever happens to him from here.

[angelstrawbabie420]

[marshadowstea]

okay word vomit to end the day :3

dont read it, this is mine >:[

[vinnival]

lets talk about these tags my fellow cowboy fans. im bedridden and bored. sorry for typos.

Arthur Morgan/Reader

Arthur stares at you, his eyes full of longing. He sighs and says:

"I miss my wife. I miss her a lot."

And then he rides off to find Mary.

[rawme-price]

So...healer!reader pt 5, shes already healed the guys individually, where will they go from here?🤭

It becomes a bit of a routine. The guys try not to ask for ur healing too often, they value u as a genuine member of the team and would hate for u to think ur just here for that. But, you do notice they all perform much better after you heal them. Plus, it kind of gets on ur nerves when they try to 'tough out' some of the minor pain, bc u can feel it radiating from them and now that you have healed them before there's really no reason for u to be shy about it again.

So, you make sure to heal them all at least once a week, sometimes more if they actually are hurt. Ghost goes all soft and pliant, simply enjoying the fact his chronic pain is gone for a bit. Price tends to take the time to smoke, hes learned that ur healing with smoke in his lungs feels devine. Soap doesnt have much constant pain besides mild tinnitus, so he and gaz tend to work out like hell beforehand bc it feels alot better when the magic has something to focus on.

But you never seem to ask anything in return. Its frustrating. Especially considering soap has explicitly offered you to bed and all you've done is turn him down with a small smile. Needless to say, the guys are concerned. Gaz calls a team meeting between the four of them, a furrow in his brow.

"Do you think we're taking advantage?"

Its a long and serious discussion. Price thinks they are, they all have some sort of power dynamic over you (some more than others). Ghost doesnt think so, hes seen you punch a guy's lights out for looking at you the wrong way, if you didnt want to do something then you wouldnt. Soap seems mixed, he trusts your decisions, but he doesnt want to have accidentally coerced you into anything. The discussion gets them nowhere, so finally gaz calls you in.

U give them a confused look, but seem overall relaxed. "Uh- everything okay?"

Price doesnt mince words, "if you dont want to heal us. You dont have to. If you dont feel comfortable working in this team, give me the paperwork and ill approve it, no questions asked."

"What?" Youre honestly baffled, looking between them like they're crazy. "What on earth makes you think i dont want to heal you?? If I didnt then I wouldnt??"

So they explain they're reasoning, finally leading to the last point of u never seeking out ur own satisfaction. They don't want to make u heal them if u dont get some sort of satisfaction in return, it feels predatory or whatever.

You cant help it, you laugh. A bit from nerves but also from relief bc you thought you were being kicked out. "Oh my god- thats it?" You try to cover ur grin with a hand.

"the hell do you mean thats it?!" Soap retorts, a bit put off by ur sudden mirth "this is serious!"

"God! No- its- you dont understand-" you take a few deep breaths before calming down. Looking them in the eyes you shrug "im asexual. I uh- dont feel sexual desire. Like. At all."

Before they can freak out, you strike down whatever fears u know they're thinking "whatever sexual moments did occur were totally my choice. I may not get satisfaction like you guys do, but I like to see you guys happy, I like to help. Besides, all this healing has given me alot of practice with my magic, I really dont want to stop."

You and them have another, quite long discussion, and decide to keep up the arrangement. You get to practice magic, and they get to have the best damn orgasms of their lives. In fact, this probably means you can heal them more often now that you have permission to really experiment with ur methods.

(HA YALL THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A FIVESOME HUH??? WRONG!! anyways happy pride to all my fellow asexuals!! Also dw guys this is NOT the end of the series lol)

[nakylvr]

— THE FALLS ✧ M.S

summary જ⁀➴ two years later of dating star midfielder of the lacrosse team, junior year ends, and summer starts. when you get dragged to a frat party by your best friend chaewon, you're met with a heartbreaking sight. how do you fix it? run.

warnings/tags જ⁀➴ angst, hurt/comfort, college!au, lacrosse player!megan, sports medicine major!f!reader, established relationship, changmin tbz gbf, cheating, happy ending (?), nsfw content, 2 different nsfw scenes, g!p daniela, car sex, riding, cumming inside, brat taming kinda, mean dom!megan, g!p megan, degradation, daddy kink, oral, unprotected sex, backshots, aftercare

minors dni

no wc i wrote this all on tumblr wtf ; i was so mixed with how to end this so erm here 💀 i tried to appease everyone a bit ; i don't condone cheating at all dont do it pls 🙏 ; cheer captain!sophia fic coming soon 😋

part one

you officially survived the worst year of your life. you thought junior year in high school was hard? this was triple that. with the amount of exams, projects, and other curriculums, you were beyond exhausted. you were here on a scholarship, but not a sports scholarship like megan. you struggled to keep up with everything, including your sanity.

things were going great with megan. two years into the relationship and she was just like she was at the beginning. a bit cocky, smooth as ever, but would still panic if you smiled at her like the loser she was. she always promised that she wasn't going to let you go, that she wouldn't do anything stupid like the few first months you spent with her during the recovery process.

and you believed her.

the school year was over, and that meant the start of parties every weekend. you weren't one for parties, especially after the last one you went to, so you immediately declined when chaewon brought it up.

"i'll just stay inside." you told chaewon as you sat on the couch.

"but it's the first party of summer!" chaewon whines.

"and i don't want to go. i'll ask meg if she wants to do anything." you reply.

"but she's going!" chaewon whines even more.

you look at her with furrowed eyebrows. "what?"

"you have to go, please!" chaewon clasps her hands together.

after a moment of deciding, you give in. "fine."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

and that's how you found yourself getting ready for this party. it took you thirty minutes just to pick something to wear, not receiving any help when you texted megan and she responded with "wear whatever you like! :]".

in the end you opted for something cute, but not too much. not like you would anyway.

chaewon was waiting when you exited your room, and she grinned seeing you. "you ready for this?" she asks.

"i guess." you shrug.

"hell yeah." her smile grows bigger.

you're thankful it only took a few minutes drive to get to the frat house, meaning you could leave and find your way home if you were really hating it there. but you still weren't prepared for the loud music and bright lights as chaewon dragged you inside by your arm.

"drinks?" chaewon says, not giving you an opportunity to say no before she grabs two cups and starts pouring liquor into them.

"chae remember last time–"

"yes, i know." chaewon interrupts you, handing you a cup. "but you'll be fine, i promise."

"whatever." you give up with an eye roll, taking the cup and drinking from it. "dude, is this just vodka?"

"and some sprite." chaewon waves her hand. "c'mon. let's have fun!" she grabs your arm again and drags you throughout the house.

as she pulls you around, you try to spot megan, or someone from the team. she did tell you she would be coming, so you were expecting to find her somewhere in this house. but when chaewon suddenly stops in the middle of the living room to start dancing, you forget about it fairly quickly.

multiple "chaewon professionally mixed" drinks later, and you feel like you did at that party two years ago. only this time, nothing bad happened, yet.

"yn!!"

you hear your name from behind you and you turn, seeing your bestest guy friend, changmin.

"minnie! hi!" you smile widely, hugging him.

"woah, how drunk are you?" he asks, holding you to keep you up straight.

"i've only had a few drinks." but your words are slurring together. "have you seen meg anywhere? she told me she'd be here." a pout forms on your lips.

changmin freezes, but you're too far drunk to notice it. "she left a bit ago." he lies, hoping you'll believe it.

but you've known him since middle school, you know when he's lying. "why are you lying to me?" you pout even more. "you know where she is, don't you?" you ask.

"no! really i-i don't!" changmin shakes his head quickly.

your eyes narrow, and he knows he's in deep shit. "yn–look, she's–" but you're walking off before he can finish his words.

you hear changmin calling your name the further you go into the house, but you ignore him as you keep walking, asking almost every person if they've seen any sight of your girlfriend.

"last i saw she went into the bathroom with some chick. thought it was you."

you couldn't even respond, just pushing past everyone as changmin continued to hurry after you while yelling your name.

"yn! stop! i swear it's–"

you stop in front of the bathroom on the first floor, your hand inching near the handle shakily. with a quick breath, you open the door swiftly, and freeze.

megan, and a girl that wasn't you. megan, and a girl that wasn't you.

your voice is quiet when you say her name, cracking in a way she's only heard once before, and the athlete immediately pulls away from the other girl, looking at you with wide eyes.

"yn–"

but you're already turning and bolting out. you push past changmin on your way, who's looking between you and the bathroom with wide eyes.

"yn!" the male yells, running after you.

you run into a body, and you try to push past, but arms grab you and keep you in place. looking up, you see sophia laforteza. the captain of the cheer team.

"yn?" she lets out, her face contorting into concern. "are you okay?"

"i-i can't–i'm sorry–i–she–"

changmin runs up to you two, panting heavily. "yn! look! its! oh hi sophia!" he smiles, holding up a hand to wave.

"what happened?" sophia asks changmin.

"um!" changmin stands straight. "nothing!" he lies.

"yn!" megan's voice is heard somehow over the music, and sophia sees her appear leaving a bathroom and a girl leave a second later. "baby, i swear it's not what it looks like!"

sophia glances between you, changmin, and megan who's getting closer before landing on changmin. "i'm taking her home." she tells him.

"good idea!" he nods quickly. "i'll deal with megan, you go."

sophia looks down at you. "yn, i'm going to take you home, okay?" she says softly so only you can hear. all you do is nod in response, and she wraps her arm around your waist to keep you from stumbling as she quickly walks out of the house.

everything after that felt like a blur. the drive back to the apartment, getting inside the apartment, laying down on your bed. you could barely even process sophia saying she'd be in the living room if you needed anything, and then the door closed.

deep inhale.

exhale.

then the tears came.

you didn't even notice at first, grabbing the closest thing to you which of course happened to be one of megan's hoodies, bringing it close to you as a choked sob leaves your mouth before you can think.

again. it happened again. what she promised she wouldn't ever do because she knew that you had already gone through it once before. you knew it. you let your walls down, and something always happens. you should've been used to it by now. but you can't stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks and the sobs wracking your body. you shouldn't have gone to that party, you shouldn't have let chaewon convince you, you shouldn't have thought megan would never do something like that. athletes were all the same. you knew that. so why did you think you could change this one?

you cry into the material of her hoodie until you fall asleep from exhaustion. sleeping through the morning and waking up near noon. you open your eyes slowly, blinking to adjust to the sun peeking through your blinds, and you remember last night's events.

you turn over and grab your phone, unlocking it and seeing all the mixed calls and messages from different people. 3 texts, one call from changmin. six texts, 3 calls from chaewon. over fifteen texts, and dozens of missed calls from megan. you sigh and turn it off again.

getting out of bed, you walk out into the living room. to your surprise, sophia is awake on the couch. she turns her head hearing you come out.

"hey." she says softly.

"you're still here?" you mumble, rubbing your eyes with your hand.

"yeah." she nods, seemingly not fazed by your words. "chaewon crashed at kazuha's, and changmin said i should stay."

you hum, nodding your head. "thanks."

"no need." sophia shakes her head, standing up and walking over to you. "are you okay?"

you debate on how to answer. "i don't know." you answer honestly in a quiet voice.

sophia nods. "that's okay," she says. "you don't have to figure it out right now, but you know she's going to show up here sooner than later."

"i know." you mumble.

"what do you want to do?" sophia asks.

"i don't know." you shake your head. "fuck, i don't know! this is the one thing she said she would never do, and i believed her! i'm so fucking stupid." tears start building in your eyes the more you think about it, which sophia notices immediately.

"hey, hey." she grabs your hands. "it's okay, you don't have to know. it's okay, it's normal," she pauses. "do you want to see or talk to her?"

you think for a moment, and right when you open your mouth to answer, the doorbell rings repeatedly. speak of the devil.

you pull your hands away from sophia's and go to the front door, opening it to reveal a disheveled megan. she has faint bags under her eyes that are bloodshot and red and low, and you let out what sounds like a scoff.

"are you high right now?"

megan can't even process the tone of disgust in your voice when you speak to her, starting to stumble over her words. "i'm really sorry about last night but you have to listen to me. i-i didn't–she kissed me! an-and i was going to push her away and then you walked in and i-i know what it looked like but–"

"you didn't even try looking for me the whole party." you cut her off. "obviously you were too occupied to notice i was even there."

"baby, i–"

"don't," you tell her. "i can't believe you. why would you even encourage it enough for it to get to that point? miss star of the lacrosse team doesn't remember how every other girl on campus wants to fuck her?"

megan physically flinches at your words, the way you're saying it with pure anger but still calmly. she looks at the ground like a puppy being scolded, not knowing what to say. "i'm sorry." she says quietly. and when she looks up, she spots sophia behind you, and her eyebrows furrowed together. "what is she doing here?"

"she brought me home. y'know, like you did the last time." you answer without any emotion in your voice which scares megan.

"why?" megan has a sour taste in her mouth seeing the captain of the cheer team in your apartment.

"why?" you repeat. "you tell me." you cross your arms over your chest.

megan's eyes flicker from yours to sophia's, then back to you. "she didn't do anything, did she?"

a real scoff leaves your mouth, shaking your head. "wow. i can't believe you're asking that."

"it's valid." megan's voice lowers an octave. "she shouldn't be here."

"that's what happens when you make dumb decisions, megan." you tell her. "come back when you're sober and really ready to apologize, not fight the one person who cared enough to bring me back."

"i–" you shut the door in megan's face, leaving her stunned.

you turn and look at sophia who has yet to say anything during the whole conversation. "do you know any players on the team?"

"what?" she asks, looking at you with confusion. "i mean–i know dani obviously but not really. why?"

"nothing." you shake your head.

"okay..." sophia's voice trails off. "well, i gotta get to practice. so i'll see you around?" she says with subtle hope in her voice.

"yeah." you smile a bit at her.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

hours later, you find yourself texting daniela.

yn

hey dani, are you doing anything rn?

daniela

no.

why?

yn

can i see you?

daniela

???

yn

it's about megan. she cheated.

daniela

im omw

and in ten minutes you were getting into the red mustang in just a hoodie and a loose pair of shorts. daniela looks over at you from the drivers seat, instantly sensing you were off.

"you wanna drive around a bit?" she asks.

"yeah." your voice is quiet as you answer with a nod.

"okay." daniela doesn't think twice before pulling off back into the street.

after a few minutes of quiet driving, you find the courage to speak.

"i found her in a bathroom with some girl," you say, your voice barely heard over the radio playing faintly. dani glances over at you, her eyes wide before looking back at the road. "changmin was trying to stop me, he knew," you pause, looking over at the latina. "did you know?"

"no." daniela answers immediately, shaking her head. if it weren't so dark, you would notice the way her fingers clutched the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white. "god, she's fucking stupid." she spits out angrily. "i told her not to go multiple times, because she said she doesn't go to them anymore because of you. but no, she had to go anyway when i was asleep." she takes a look at you before continuing. "i guess this is a good time to say that chaewon and i aren't working out. same reasons."

she's short and abrupt, but you know exactly what she means. you know chaewon, and you know she wouldn't change if she was drunk enough to do things she would always do.

"i'm sorry." you don't know what else to say.

daniela just shakes her head. "i should've known better. no one else to blame but me."

"it's not your fault." you reach out and grab her hand that's shaking when you hold onto it.

daniela glances at you, before back at the road. "what are you doing?" she asks quietly, voice shaking like her hand.

"nothing." you shake your head. "are you uncomfortable?"

"no." she answers. she takes another glance at you, and then she's swerving the car around back in the direction of your apartment.

"you're taking me back?" you ask.

"yes." she nods. "i can't–i shouldn't–"

"dani." you cut her off, moving your hand down onto her thigh and feel her tense up. she looks at you. "take me back home?"

"fuck."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

pulling into the parking spot with the tires skidding against the road due to the sudden stop. daniela turns off the car, taking the keys from the ignition and moves to unlock the doors when you grab her hand.

"in here." you tell her.

"wh–do you have a thing for my car?" daniela asks, her face red.

"questions later." you drag her into the backseat after you speak.

daniela barely has time to situate in the cramped backseat of her car before you're straddling her lap, knees bent and pressing into the leather material of the seats. "wait," she says suddenly. "are you–you sure you want to do this?"

"what did i just say?" you answer with a question, leaning closer to her so your lips were nearly touching hers. "don't overthink this, mami." your hands trail to the waistband of her grey sweatpants.

"fuck, you're gonna kill me." daniela breathes out shakily.

"didn't think you were like this." you giggle, and daniela swears her heart skips a beat. your hands start untying the string of her sweats, and she lifts her hips enough for you to pull them down along with her boxers, her hard cock finally free and slapping against her stomach with precum leaking from the tip. "fuck, you're so big." you purr, wrapping your hand around her shaft and giving a few slow pumps.

"shit!" daniela hisses, her hips bucking up into your hand. "please."

"please what?" you ask, staring into her eyes.

"please let me feel you." she whispers. "i need you so bad."

you smile, removing your hand from her and pulling your hoodie over your head, leaving you in just a bra and shorts. "you wanna fuck me, mami?" you throw your hair over to one side, looking down at her with dark eyes.

"yes." she nods surely. "please, ju-just this once."

with a nod, you lift your hips, pushing your shorts and panties to the side before slowly sinking down on her, a moan leaving both your lips as she bottoms out. you move a little bit, a subtle grind that has a small gasp leaving your mouth at the feeling. daniela's hands land on your waist, grabbing onto you as you slowly start rocking against her with soft moans leaving your lips.

"oh my god." your eyes roll back as you progressively speed up, hips lifting and snapping back down with perfection. "fuck, dani you're so big!"

"fuck." daniela breathes out, her dick twitching at your words. "can i–can i kiss you?"

you don't answer, smashing your lips against hers in a messy kiss with teeth clashing. she moans against your lips, starting to thrust up into you every time you go back down, her nails digging into your waist.

parting from the kiss, a trail of saliva connects between both your lips, and daniela's hands move to your chest, groping one of your tits with her hand. the whine you let out only encourages her as her thumb drags over your nipple past your bra. "you're so hot, hermosa. gripping me s-so tight–fuck!" she gasps feeling your walls clench around her.

the car is rocking with your movements, the windows fogging up due to the mixed heavy breathing and moans echoing in the car. you wrap your arms around daniela's neck, grabbing onto her while putting your face in her shoulder. "fuck, 'm gonna cum!" you whine into her hoodie.

you start to slow down, getting tired from all of it which daniela notices. hearing your words only spur her on, and her hands move to your waist again before she starts pounding into you hard and fast. you gasp sharply, biting her shoulder which has her moaning at the feeling. she feels her own climax approaching, her cock throbbing inside you desperate for release. "whe-where d'you want me?" she manages to get out.

"cum inside me." you tell her, making her breath hitch in her throat.

"what?" she lets out, her hips stuttering.

"cum inside me, please," you beg, face pressed in her neck moaning and whimpering against her skin. "i'm on the pill, i swear. please, dani. fill me up, please."

"fuck," daniela curses repeatedly, her hips moving out of pace out of pure desperation. "shit–you're so fuckin' tight–fuck 'm gonna cum!"

a few thrusts later and you're moaning loudly into her neck, your body trembling with the force of your orgasm as daniela cums at the same time – letting out a long groan as her hips still and you feel thick ropes of her cum shoot inside you. you slouch against her, breathing heavily with your eyes closed. daniela wraps her arms around you, running a hand through your hair.

"you okay?" she asks after a moment of silence.

"yeah." you say quietly. "you wanna come inside?"

"huh?" daniela lets out. "i don't think i should." she mumbles.

you pull your face away from her neck, looking down at her and seeing the look on her face. "dani," you say, and she looks at you. "are you okay?"

"meg's gonna kill me." she says quietly. "i–we're so fucked."

"just don't tell anyone, okay?" you tell her.

"oh my god, i wasn't going to, i swear!" she quickly shakes her head. "i-i won't."

"then, i'll see you around?" you say.

she nods. "yeah."

you nod, climbing off her lap and letting her slip out of you. you sit next to her in the backseat, pulling your hoodie back over your head. it's quiet for a few minutes before you look over at her. "dani?"

"hm?" she hums, looking at you.

"you were really good." you tell her with a small smile.

her face turns red at your words. "thanks." she says softly.

"i'll see you later." you press a quick kiss on her cheek before opening the door and climbing out. daniela pulls her sweats back up and gets out as well to get back into the drivers seat, when another car comes to a abrupt stop in the parking spot next to daniela's car.

m3 bmw.

megan.

shit.

megan gets out of her car, closing the door a little harder than she wanted when she sees you climb out of the backseat of daniela's car. "yn!" she calls your name, jogging up to you. "i've been texting you all day!"

you don't know what to say, and your quiet response has megan looking between you and daniela. her eyes scan over you first, then daniela. then it clicks.

"are you fucking serious?" she spits out in a tone you hadn't heard before.

"nothing happ–"

"shut the fuck up, dani." megan cuts her off, her eyes narrowing as she takes a step forward and grabs your arm. "we're going inside."

"what?" you let out. "megan, you can't just–" she turns her head and gives you a look, and you instantly go quiet.

before you can even process what's going on, megan has your key in her hands and is unlocking the front door, dragging you inside behind her and slamming the door shut.

"what the fuck was that?" she hisses.

"it was nothing." you shake your head.

megan grabs your cheeks with her hand in a firm grip, making you look up at her with big eyes. "that wasn't nothing. you let her fuck you, didn't you?"

"what? don't like it when it happens to you, puppy?" you say before you can think of how she'd react to it.

her jaw clenches, her eyes dark, and you know you fucked up. "you did?" her voice is low as she questions you. "you fucking slut."

you flinch at her words, and a short yelp leaves your mouth as she pulls you into your bedroom. she tosses you onto the bed – not gently, but not without any care either.

she starts rambling in a mutter that you can hardly hear, pulling her shirt over her head. "i fuck up with an accident, and you go and fuck my best friend. i try apologizing and you have the cheer captain in here. did she fuck you too? or were you just waiting for that one?"

you stare at her with wide eyes as she speaks, climbing onto the bed and pulling your hoodie off you, and you open your mouth to speak but interrupted with a gasp as she pulls your shorts off your legs and immediately plunges two fingers in your sopping wet pussy.

"f-fuck!" you grab her wrist tightly, nails digging into her skin. "meg–wait!"

she feels you clench around her fingers and pulls them out, seeing the mixed liquid of your slick and dani's cum. she looks at you with pure red in her eyes. "you let her cum in you?" she spits out.

"megan, i swear–"

"uh-uh." she shakes her head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging on it. "try again."

a whimper escapes your lips realizing what she wants. but you know better than to continue acting up when she was already at this point and you hadn't even started.

"daddy, please i swear i-i didn't–"

"didn't mean for her to fuck you?" megan cuts you off. "did she make you cum? did she make you feel good? hm?"

"yes." you whimper again. "n-not like you though, daddy, i-i swear."

"yeah?" she says, making you nod quickly. "we'll see about that."

she unbuckles her baggy jeans before kicking them off her legs, proudly showing her hard length straining against her boxers. she grabs your legs and pulls you closer to her, right so she's pressing against you, the heavy weight of her cock on your dripping cunt making you whimper. you try to grind your hips against her for any friction, only for her to grab your hips and keep you pinned down to the bed.

"you want me to fuck you? you're gonna have to earn it, princess." she tells you, her voice low and serious despite the soft petname leaving her mouth.

megan tugs her boxers down her legs, and lets out a little sigh as she's free from the confinement. "on your knees."

you quickly move so you're on your knees in front of her, her cock right in front of you as you peer up at her with big eyes. she doesn't say anything, just grabs her length with one hand, the other on the back of your head pushing you closer. parting your lips, you let her slide into your mouth, her weight heavy against your tongue as she keeps going until she nearly touches the back of your throat. before you can even start sucking her off, her other hand grabs your head, keeping you in place as she slowly thrusts her hips.

her tip hits the back of your throat, and a small gag comes from you at the feeling, your hands grabbing her thighs tightly. she continues with the shallow thrusts, letting out quiet sighs and moans while mumbling praises.

"taking me so good. so good for me, baby–fuck." she starts moving her hips a little faster, making you gag more around her. "my good girl, my pretty girl." she pushes your hair out of your face and holds it in a makeshift ponytail. there's tears trailing down your cheeks, saliva dripping from the corner of your lips as she fucks your throat, and the sight alone is enough to make her cum.

she suddenly pulls you off her, a gasp coming from you as you take a breath and breathe properly, your throat aching slightly. "on your stomach." she tells you, letting go of your hair finally.

you quickly turn so you're facing the headboard as megan props a pillow underneath you to make it easier. what a sweetheart she was even when she was angry, always making sure you were comfortable.

she lines herself up with your entrance, head of her cock nudging against you as she grabs your hair again, tugging you back. "color?" she asks.

"green." you answer shakily.

"good girl." she lets go of your hair and pats your cheek a little aggressive. "now apologize."

"i-i'm sorry." you whisper.

"louder. mean it."

"i'm sorry, daddy." your head drops down, hair covering your face and tears in your eyes. "i'm sorry. i'm sorry."

megan hums, hands on your hips as she thrusts inside you all the way in one rough stroke, making you gasp sharply. "i believe you, babygirl. you just sit here and be good for me, 'kay?" she gives you no time to adjust before she pulls out and slams back into you, going hard and deep, slowly building her pace.

"o-oh my god–fuck!" you moan out loudly, head falling down on the pillow in front of you. "to-too much!" your arm reaches behind you in an attempt to grab her, your other clawing at the sheets beneath you.

megan grabs your arm, but instead of intertwining your fingers with hers like she normally does, she pins it against your back and pushes down. not enough for it to hurt, but enough to keep you from moving around. she doesn't slow down, her hips snapping against yours at a fast momentum, the angle making her go deeper inside you.

"you can take it. you will."

the headboard is hitting the wall repeatedly in rhythm with her rough thrusts, the bed creaking underneath you and your moans louder than anything else. you're practically ripping the sheets with your hand, trying to ground yourself with how good megan was fucking you right now.

"f-fuck, daddy–feels s-so good!" your hips start pushing back against her every time she pushes in, letting out a whine when she grabs you harder to keep you from moving.

"i know, baby." megan replies tauntingly. "no one can fuck you like this, right? no one can make you feel like this?"

"no-no daddy!" you shake your head. "jus-just you–shit! only you can make me feel th-this good!"

"good girl." megan finally breaks a smile, even though you can't see it. "tell me you love me." she speeds up, her thrusts going more rough than ever.

you can't even process the words, just hearing them and obliging without hesitation. "i love you, daddy. i love you s-so much, i love you." your voice is muffled through the pillow, but it's enough for megan to hear you clearly.

"i love you too, baby. more than you know. love every part of you." she groans feeling you clench around her. "you gonna cum, baby?" she asks, but she already knows your answer.

"yes!" you sob into the pillow, tears running down your face and drool trailing from your mouth with all your moaning. "s-so close, 'm so close please let me cum pl-please!"

megan grabs your hair and tugs on it, arching your back as you gasp. "say you're mine," she says. "i wanna hear you say it."

"i-i'm yours, jus-just you–shit!" you can feel your climax approaching quickly, and your eyes roll back when you feel her nudge your g-spot. "fu-fuck, i'm yours–oh my god, i'm gonna cum!" you whine.

"yeah? you gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?" she says, and you nod the best you can with her grip on your hair still. "go on, baby. cum for me."

as soon as the words leave her mouth, a loud moan leaves your mouth, jaw slack as you cum, your body shaking with the force of it. megan lets go of your hair and arm, grabbing your hips and starting to lose her rhythm, getting close to cumming with little moans leaving her mouth.

"gonna fill you up, give you my babies–fuck, you want that? you'd look so pretty all full and swollen with my cum, just for me. only me." she starts muttering in a low voice that you can barely hear her. "my pretty girl. my good girl. my girl. mine, all mine. mine. mine. mine. mine–" she's interrupted by a high-pitched whine falling from her lips, her hips finally slowing to a stop as she cums, her tip pressing against your cervix lightly.

the room goes quiet apart from the heavy breathing from you two and the ac blowing through the vents. megan slowly pulls out of you and falls down beside you while you lay on your back now, chest heaving up and down with deep breaths.

she rolls over onto her side to look at you better, brushing your hair out of your face. "yn?" she says softly. you look over at her with tired eyes – real tired eyes, not just the low, dazed ones after sex. you were visibly exhausted in your eyes, and megan feels her heart ache at the sight. "i'm so sorry. i know i'm stupid for not realizing she was flirting with me, i know i'm stupid for going into the bathroom with her, but you have to believe me that i was pushing her off when you came in and saw. i swear to god, please."

she's genuine, you can tell. she's telling the truth, you're almost completely sure. "and if you're just saying that to make me feel better?" you ask quietly.

"if i was going to do that i would've said i was drunk and didn't know what was going on," she replies. "i don't lie to you, i could never lie to you."

you're silent for a moment before you speak up again. "i'm sorry too," you whisper. "i just–you know that's the one thing i can't go through again. i panicked. i thought the worst, that you didn't really love me." your voice cracks, tears welling in your eyes. "i didn't know what to do. i love you so much and i was so scared. i was so scared that you didn't love me the same."

megan pulls you into her arms, your head tucked under her chin. "i love you so much, so much. i do, i swear i do. you don't even know how much I love you. i love you more than anything else. i will only love you for the rest of my life, i promise." she tells you, pressing a kiss on your head.

closing your eyes, a few tears trail down your cheeks at her words. "i love you," you say quietly.

"i love you too," she responds in the same voice. "let's get in the shower, then we can lay down, 'kay?"

you nod, arms wrapping around her. "can we stay like this for a minute?"

megan glances down at you, smiling a bit. "yeah. we can do that."

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Hi adrienne! i'm writing an essay for my english class about video games and the reasons why designers would or wouldn't make a sequel to a successful game, since you've talked before about why you don't plan to make a sequel to isat, I thought you might be an interesting source to ask for thoughts on the topic of sequels and when they should or shouldn't be made, what are your opinions on the matter as a game developer?

Would you be okay with being cited as a source? since this is such a subjective matter i'm trying to gather varying opinions on the subject, and it would be awesome to have a successful game designers opinion in my essay.

i personally am always highly critical of sequels because I HAVE BEEN BURNED BEFORE!!!!!!!! so ISAT was always meant to be a standalone. i hate when a game is a real fun experience on its own, and then they go "WELL... THE NEXT GAME WILL ANSWER ALL YOUR QUESTIONS" and you just go "what questions. i was happy with what you had"

here's my non exhaustive list of 10/10 games that had shitty sequels: ai somnium files (mizuki im so sad you couldnt even be the main character in your own fucking game), the world ends with you (where are the fucking death themes twewy2. where are they) , tales of symphonia (courage is the magic that turns dreams into reality), kingdom hearts (mostly because 3 shouldve been a nice end to the arc but instead its just a way to make you "excited" for kh4 that'll come out in 2053), apollo justice (on god apollo we're gonna get you another backstory!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), breath of the wild (on god zelda we're gonna save you from that terrible totk story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you deserved being able to make your funny little robots instead of being a dragon shrine maiden against your will!!!!!!!!!!!!), and more i just deleted from my brain.

my opinions are law. i will accept no thoughts except mine into my beautiful, beautiful hater brain.

why are all of those bad, you say? they try to continue the story in ways that i dont like. and i am a hater. who hates. very much

anyway those are my hater opinions and not my game developer opinions sorry. as a game dev my opinion on sequels is "well i hope you didnt feel like you had to make a sequel because the first game was too successful. i hope you can do whatever you want. but also money"

(here are some games that were 10/10 and actually had a 10/10 dlc/sequel: umurangi generation, outer wilds. in general i would say is that if the sequel felt like it was planned from day 1 as a continuation of the 1st game, i like it <3 )

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inextricably bound - viktor, jayce

summary; stuck in a plane above all else but at least you're together

genre/extra tags; oneshot, fluff, bad jokes?, a dash of angst?, czech viktor, jayvik are canon fuck whatever christian linke was saying, just two bros being soulmates in every timeline and they're each others everything (but not in a gay way am i right chat /j), god forbid two dudes be canonically gay in every timeline, sorry im pissed off, im coping with jayvik being gone, OOC jayvik??, i dont know how to write for jayce well, jayvikreader poly sloppy toppy (jk), it's like implied that reader just got pulled in and doesn't know the dramatic moment they had n the astral plane before finally making up., headcanon that the astral plane is almost like being in limbo for death or reincarnation

[reader's gender not specified or mentioned]

word count; 808

a/n; can you tell im mad that there are jayvik non believers? like hate them all you want, but you can't just say that they were just bros and im glad most of the fandom can understand that. am i absolutely greedy for viktor? yes, but im not taking him away from his literal soulmate/twin flame/whatever the fuck gay shit they got going. also i feel like this isnt my best work but anyways enjoy :)

empty.

that's what being in the astral plane feels like. but it's calm. most of your body is engulfed the stars that you once looked up to. now you were part of that. not as a star but as a being. your face is illuminated a white gold shimmer.

"love?" a voice echoes and before you know it, two familiar faces are close to yours.

"vik? jayce?" your voice echoes in the listless space. and it's only then do you register how.. normal they look again.

despite the stars that cover their body and shimmering light of the ethereal, they look like themselves. it was the viktor and jayce you knew. your hands move, your body floating as you hold viktor's face.

"it's you. viktor.." the mentioned male looks at you, guilt and love in his eyes. jayce's hand rests on the small of his back, a silent encouragement for the shorter man. "it's you.." your voice trembles. viktor can't look you in the eye until jayce's hand gently nudges him, and it's only then that he sees the absolute love pouring from your eyes. "i should be more concerned that we're stuck here, but fuck.. i missed seeing you."

you can't exactly cry in the astral plane. your tears end up sparkling and twinkling away and become part of the galaxy you've been pulled into.

"miláček.." you don't even realize how much you've missed his normal voice until now. even if it did have that ethereal echo, it was still him. your viktor. your forehead presses against his for just a moment.

"you... i have a lot to say, but let me be happy for just a moment." viktor tenses at your words, but he relaxes in your touch. you pull away to give jayce the love you missed giving him.

"jayce.. you did so well. more than well. i don't know everything of what you experienced, but you never gave up. didn't know i could be more thankful for you." jayce smiles brightly at your words as you hold his face between his hands in appreciation.

he looks at you with that look he used to give you and viktor when things we once normal. that silly lovesick grin on his face, but you know he can't express how thankful he is for you and him. "i missed you so much, too. you have no idea." he said softly.

"now, with that out of the way, what exactly happened?" the two men look at each other before slowly explaining how everything started and ended with them. and they definitely ended it, seeing as they were taken here by the crystal that jayce held so dear to him. "but why am i here then? i mean, it makes sense for you two to be here. you're basically soulmates."

"don't say that, miláček. we love you too. whether you're in this timeline or not." viktor said gently, floating to you and holding you in his arms. "we won't allow you to think so lowly like that. especially when jayce is around. and especially because that line of thinking does not seem to do well for us. my insecurities blinded me to want to fix everything to a dangerous degree.." he confesses.

"you’re ours whether you like it or not. and it's not like we can find a way to leave here." jayce smiled softly, his large arms wrapped around yours and viktor's shoulders. he hugs you two close, not missing a moment to hold you both in his arms.

"i guess it was really meant to be when i said you're both stuck with me forever." you joked, kissing them on the cheek. "but we're really stuck here?"

after your kisses, viktor starts giving his share of kisses. "it would seem so. not that i'm complaining." jayce joins in on the sweet kissing session, making sure to give as much as he could before you or viktor start telling him to stop. echoing laughter rings out in the empty void. the cold of the astral plane could never make you shiver when you were with the men who did nothing but give you warmth.

"maybe we'll just reincarnate. do you believe in reincarnation?" you asked between kisses. they pause for a moment, contemplating your words.

"eh.. well, i'm sure it wouldn't be crazy to believe in reincarnation." viktor said with the slight tilt of his head, his look silently conveying his uncertainty but uncaring of it.

"if we do get reincarnated, i'll make sure to find you two before anything else." jayce whispered, his face firm with determination and love.

"that's so sweet. and sappy." you laughed lightheartedly.

the two men can't help but join in with their own laughter and just for a moment, the stars twinkle a little brighter as if joining in on the joy.

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ok i have time now. i can expand on this

having a What Are We talk this morning. throws up :)

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what is mute reader and chris doing rn?

⍣ ೋ MUTE READER X YAPPER CHRIS

BLURB: chris apologises to dotty and her sister :c

(PART TWO OF THIS) - I wasn't gonna post this for a couple days but I already said he was on his way there to apologise so I decided to just post it !

WARNINGS: not much, just kinda fluff :>

wc: 600.

[ MORE OF THIS AU HERE ]

Chris found it all insanely humiliating. Regardless, he showed up, flowers in hand awaiting an answer on the front porch. 

He viewed himself typically calm and collected, but right now he couldnt be. He had to fix things. He just kind of hoped at least her dad wouldnt be home. 

Bonnie answered the door, already holding an irritated expression having looked through the peep hole in the door. 

“She doesnt want you here, chris.”

“I wanna say sorry.”

She stared at him blankly, already completely over the conversation. 

“So say it.”

He took a second to gather his thoughts, his mouth opened to begin pathetically begging for forgiveness until he saw dotty approaching from behind her sister. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, moving to step next to bonnie.

“Id say hes apologising but hes taking his sweet time about it.”

“I was- nevermind. Can i come in?” his eyes darted between the two, hoping for an ounce of sympathy. 

Bonnie opened her mouth to fire another quick line but dotty nodded, opening the door wider for him. Chris gave a wide smile in relief and in thanks. 

He shuffled his shoes off by the door, careful not to drop the flowers. Dotty placed herself on one of the chairs at the kitchen table, bonnie standing close behind like a bodyguard, arms crossed. Dotty nodded towards the seat next to her when she saw chris hesitate. Before setting down, he leaned the flowers towards her. 

“These are for- well both of you.”

Dotty leaned down and held them closer to sniff at them.

“How sweet” bonnie sarcastically responded, earning a harsh look from dotty. She knew he was trying his best.

“I really am sorry. I was wrong and i definitely shouldnt have yelled.” his face flushed from embarrassment as he spoke, slowly placing himself beside dotty. 

Dotty had one boundary, bonnie had to forgive him too. If she wasnt convinced then dotty wouldnt let herself be. Regardless, she was pretty convinced already. she could tell he was hating every second but persisted anyways, the embarrassment wasnt due to a lack of genuinity in his apology. 

She looked over to bonnie who showed no sign of giving in until she saw dottys hopeful expression. 

She sighed, “thats it?”

“No uh- i thought that if you wanted i could stay here with dotty ‘n take care of her while you go out.” he spoke far too quickly out of anxiousness. “you have fun doing whatever and ill keep her safe.”

“You think i-”

“No you keep her safe fine i just- i know you always do your best for her. I didnt mean to say that you didnt- or dont.”

Bonnie felt more sympathy for him, he cared for dottys safety as much as she did. He just didnt understand the situation as much as she did. 

Chris pulled out a wad of scrumped notes of cash, “i wanna pay too. You can do whatever you want ‘n i promise ill keep her safe while youre gone. If dotty wants me here of course.”

Dotty was convinced probably way too quickly, smiling and wide eyed staring at chris happy with his apology. She looked back over to bonnie awaiting for her response. 

“Keep the money, kid. But you have a single miniscule problem and you call me. No trying to deal with it yourself. you call.”

He nodded in agreement, desperate to show his seriousness. Dottys smile grew, passing over the flowers to her sister as she stood up and grabbed chris to tug him out the chair, dragging him to her room. They cuddled themselves to sleep from the relief of finally spending time together after the first full 24 hours theyd spent apart from each other. 

hope this was okay :>

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๋࣭⭑ Devlog #49 | 6.24.25 ๋࣭⭑

bb i did fckn WORK THIS MONTH U LITERALLY DONT EVEN KNOWWWWWW (but now u will)

MONTHLY DEVLOG TIME!!!

And I have been EAGER FOR THIS ONE. When I say I locked THE FUCK in this month..... OUGGHHHHH.... LET ME SHOW YOU!!!

This month, we had the usual progress on Kuna'a's dev edits (slow but steady) and Etza's line edits. But ON TOP of those edits going on in the background w the editing team, I also had time to go through every single route in the EA build and do the final edits on them. Just to give context, this means I edited 200k words this month, AND BOY WAS IT WORTH IT.

This editing journey included A LOT of things, not just little tweaks to wording here and there. It included polishing the prose, really strengthening character voices, adding more personality branches/choices, and A LOT of reworking for different scenes that I was okay with, but not completely happy with, in the beta versions of the individual routes. On top of reworking scenes, a lot of the routes also got some extra tiny scenes to showcase more cast dynamics, AND because I implemented a shiny new communicator system (which I'll talk about later), there's a lot more messaging conversations going on that I think add a lot more fun and character to your interactions with different LIs.

sneak peek of a new chat convo as an example

I'm really, really, really happy with the writing of the routes now. The characters feel stronger, scenes feel more organic and natural, and the pacing feels much more intentional. And overall the routes just feel a lot more fun!! While I don't think the writing was bad, by any means, before, I do think it's a lot stronger and cohesive now!

I was also able to calculate word counts across routes within the game script, using a Lint feature by another dev. It was a lifesaver because Google Docs gave me just an estimate, but by calculating the word counts within Ren'Py, I have a more accurate word count across the routes. Using this, I adjusted different routes so that the word count is much more even and there's no one route that feels significantly longer than another!

If you think I was making cracked progress on writing, ehehehhee.......................... WAIT UNTIL I TELL YOU ABOUT THIS!!!!

First art accomplishment: I finished THREE sprites for the game!!! (so I only have TWO left now!!!!). I'll showcase one here since I've featured them before, actually. A long, long time ago for those who were here during the Kickstarter ages.

everyone, meet KILUM

Kilum was a stretch goal to have their own route. Unfortunately (for you, but fortunately for me LMAOOOO), we didn't meet that stretch goal. You might remember they look a bit different from the original concept art, and that's because I reworked their color palette after finishing the rest of the Dusk Court's characters so that side of the cast looked a little more cohesive. I'm in love with their design (thanks to bestie @/saffein-e as always), and I hope you're excited to meet them in game! They are certainly A Character!

The other two sprites I finished were actually our two queens HEEH. You will not be meeting them, sorry! Guess you'll have to wait for EA to drop \o/ Anyways, I was really nervous about finishing the sprites in time for the EA build since I had 5 sprites to make, and before this month I had only finished 2 sprites in the span of like 4 years aofsdjaiosjdfaiojsdfioajsdf. So I'm really proud of myself for the sprite progress this month (I always hate making sprites)!

sneak peek feat. eyes. my beautiful children....

We also made CG progress. A LOT of CG progress HEHEHE. Before this month, I had only finished about 26 CGs and that was over the course of like 2 years. That being said, that was while balancing coding beta routes, writing routes, editing, and whatever else I had going on. Now, because I'm locked in on art progress, we have.... *drumroll please*....... 38 CGS FINISHED!!! And that is actually ALL of the ones we need to have done for the EA build!!! So this month, on top of sprite and editing progress, I also finished 12 CGs YEEEAAAAAAAAAA.

Finally, I made some headway on other things this month: one of the biggest being a revamp of the communicator.

my children..... stop fighting....

Big thank you to (@/robobarbie and @/windchimesgames) for the messaging system asset HEHE. now in the game, you will be able to have separate chats for each character and group chats!! I'm still ironing out some kinks with the system and figuring out how to best implement it in the game, but for now, here's a sneak peek of what it's looking like!!!

We also have finally reached a point where we can move forward with voice acting in the game!!! I'll be preparing the lines to send out to the VAs over the next couple of days, but it's so exciting to reach this point since VA is usually what i associate with the Final Stages of production.

I've played a couple of games recently but honestly, so much of my time has been dedicated to Alaris that I haven't had time to do anything like fanart. It's been an ALARIS MONTH BABY!!!

CGs and sprites were the biggest things that I was worried about finishing on time, and given the amount of progress I made on them this month, I think we're in really good shape for EA release!!!

All that's really left for me to do with both editing and like 85% of the art assets out of the way are to finish up the last two character sprites, flesh out the sprite expressions and code those in, and VA! After that, it'll be cleaning for bugs and polishing, so I'm extremely ecstatic over EA progress this past month and hope you all are excited to have it in your hands Very Soon! ^^

Until next time, hopefully I'll bring more exciting news then. Stay cool, especially for those getting hit by the heat waves and general summer heat! <3

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Scare • Matt Sturniolo

pairing: matt sturniolo/fem!reader

summary: matt and you handle a pregnancy scare.

tags: angst and then fluff, with some humor sprinkled in. happy ending.

tw: light discussion of periods and pregnancy

It feels like my heart stops as I look at the calendar on my phone.

9 days late. And I’m never late.

I noticed this morning that my box of tampons still sat in the cabinet, unopened, in Matt and I’s shared bathroom. I hadn’t thought anything of it, until I opened my calendar to see when my next dentist appointment is.

I swallow dryly as I lock my phone and slip it back into my pocket, dropping down to sit on Matt and I’s bed. All I can think about is that damn calendar. 9 days late. 9 whole days. One or two days is normal I guess, but nine entire days?

I can feel my thoughts spiraling already. Matt and I are safe. I’m on a good birth control and we use condoms often. But even those aren’t foolproof. I do remember forgetting my pill twice this month.

Oh god. What if I’m pregnant? I’m not ready for a kid right now.

Oh god, and Matt. Matt isn’t ready either. With his career and plans with his brothers there’s no way this could even work right now. It would ruin everything. I feel tears of worry and anxiety fill my eyes and begin to drop down my cheeks.

My thoughts just continue to spiral and spiral, until I feel the bed dip next to me. I turn to see Nick, who had stayed behind with me while Matt and Chris went out to pick up some groceries.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” He asks concerned, his arm wrapping around my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug as we sat together.

I open my mouth to speak as my eyes meet his, but all that comes out is a sob. My hand moves to cover my mouth as more sobs follow. Nicks face creases in worry as his other arm wraps around me, pulling me into a hug as he rubs my back soothingly.

“Deep breaths, babe. Whatever it is, it’ll be okay,” he tells me, making me jerk back as I shake my head.

“No it won’t! He’s going to hate me!” I cry.

“If you’re talking about Matt, that kid could never hate you,” Nick tells me, voice calm and reassuring.

“I don’t know, Nick,” I laugh without humor, “this might.”

“Did you cheat?” Nick asks face calm, but apprehensive.

“No! God no,” I immediately answer.

Nick gives a small smile at the quick response.

“Okay, highly doubted it when I asked anyway,” he laughs, “but I don’t know what else could have you so upset thinking he’s going to hate you. You can talk to me, I want to help. What’s wrong?” He asks again.

I sigh. Nicks my best friend. He’s how I met Matt in the first place. I really wanted to just talk to Matt about this first, but with LA traffic and all Matt probably won’t be back for another hour. I don’t think I can survive another hour keeping this all bottled up.

“Nick, it’s bad,” I begin, voice shaken.

“I don’t care how bad, I’m here,” he immediately responds.

I take a deep breath.

“I’m late.” I state.

If this wasn’t so serious, Nicks reaction would have been funny. He stares at me blankly for a moment, before his head cocks to the side a bit in confusion.

“Like, to an appointment?” He asks, lost.

“No, Nick,” I sigh, shaking my head, “my period is late” the last part comes out like a whisper.

Once Nick connects the dots his jaw drops open a bit in surprise, confirming my feelings.

“See! It’s so bad, Nick, this is so bad!” I yell, jumping up from the bed and beginning to nervously pace in front of where Nick sits, still shocked.

“N-no, it’s not bad!” He stutters as he watches me with wide eyes.

I stop pacing and just look at him.

“Really? Not bad? Your jaw dropped open like that because you were trying to catch a fly, then?” I ask sarcastically.

“Listen, I just got confronted with the fact that my best friend and brother fuck, I needed a second,” he defends, hands up.

“Nick, we’ve been dating a year. We dont go to bed and play clash of clans together,” I tell him, making him roll is eyes.

“I know! I know but I also don’t think about it and now we kinda have to think about it and I don’t like it!” Nick exclaims.

“Don’t think about it!” I yell back.

We pause for a minute, staring at each other before we both crack smiles at how ridiculous this has become. We laugh and I return to sitting next to him. Nick wraps his arm around my shoulder again and rests his head against mine.

“So, how late are we talking?” He asks, getting back to the important point.

“9 days,” I whisper.

“Okay. Not horrible. Could be later,” he says, nodding. I nod too. A moment of silence passes as I nervously pick at my nails and Nick stares at the wall, thinking.

“Well, I think we know what we gotta do.” He says, softly.

I turn to him, knowing too.

“Let me call Matt, he should still be at the store with Chris. They can pick up a test,” Nick says. I take another shaky breath before nodding in agreement. I get my phone out and go to Matt’s contact, dialing his number before handing my phone to Nick.

“Hey baby,” Matt’s voice comes through the speaker softly.

“Hey, it’s Nick,” Nick says, earning a confused noise from Matt.

“Nick? Why do you have her phone? Is she okay?” He asks quickly, his concern making me smile softly despite the stressful situation.

“Um,” Nick pauses, which only worries Matt further.

“‘Um’, isn’t a good answer when a guy asks about his girlfriend, Nick,” Matt responds quickly.

“Sorry, she’s okay, but we need you to pick up something else for her while you’re at the store,” Nick says.

“Okay, what?” Matt asks.

Nick looks at me, encouraging me to speak. I take a breath before taking the phone out of Nicks hands, taking it off speaker and holding it to my ear.

“I need a pregnancy test,” I tell him softly.

I cringe as there’s a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

“Okay, I can grab that. Do you need anything else, sweetheart?” He asks softly. I smile again despite the tears I can feel coming again.

“No, that’s it,” I whisper.

“Okay, we’ll be back soon, I love you,” he tells me.

“Love you too” I say back before hanging up.

Nick and I move downstairs, where he puts on a movie for us to distract us while we wait. I let myself be pulled into its predictable plot line as we wait for Matt and Chris to come home.

We both are startled out of our focus on the movie when we hear the front door unlock, followed by it opening to reveal Matt coming in with a mostly empty plastic bag in his hand, while Chris came in carrying the other groceries. Nick moves to help Chris and grabs some of the heavier bags from him, both of them walking to the kitchen while Matt walks over to me.

I stand as he meets me by the couch. He looks surprisingly calm, while meanwhile I feel like my insides are shaking with the anxiety I’m feeling right now. He gives me a small smile before wrapping me in his arms. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as I relax into his arms, resting my head against his chest. He gives me a gentle squeeze as I feel him press a kiss to my head.

“Let’s head to my room, baby,” he whispers, pulling back from the hug and grabbing my hand to lead me that way. Once in his room, he hands me the bag with the pregnancy test in it before sitting on his bed. Before walking to our bathroom, I pause.

“Matt, I need to know what this will mean,” I tell him.

He gives a small smile and holds his hand out to me. I walk over and grab it. He gives my hand a gentle squeeze, before bringing it up to lips to give it a kiss.

“We’ll do it together. Whatever it is. Sure, I thought kids would be later. But, if now is the time, now is the time. I think I’d be more freaked if this was with some random girl. But with you? I know whatever happens, we will be just fine,” he tells me, before giving the back of my hand another kiss.

“You promise?” I ask.

“I swear,” he tells me.

I smile and nod, before heading to the bathroom. The test is quick and easy, and I’m soon done. I leave the test on the bathroom counter, set my timer for fifteen minutes, and come back out to sit next to Matt on our bed. I rest my head on his shoulder as Matt wraps his arm around me. We just quietly sit, both of us lost in our thoughts as we wait, only to be shaken out of our trances by my phone loudly going off.

I sigh as I stand and walk back to the bathroom to grab the test. I pick it up, careful to not flip it over to show the result, and walk back out to Matt. I stop in front of him. He gives me another reassuring smile as his hands come up to rest on my hips.

“Ready?” I ask, voice cracking.

“Yeah, baby,” he says.

I take a deep breath, knowing this small test in my hand could change everything for the both of us. But I look at Matt, looking up at me with so much warmth and comfort in his eyes, and it’s not so scary anymore.

I flip the test over, both of our eyes moving to see the result.

Negative.

“It’s negative!” I say, laughing. He smiles too, standing and pulling me into a tight hug. We both rock back and forth as we hug, feeling relief. We pull back from the hug and Matt kisses me softly. We both smile into the kiss.

After we part, we walk hand in hand out to the living room where Chris and Nick both sit. They both give us smiles when we walk in.

“So, are we going to be uncles?!” Chris yells, practically bouncing on the couch in excitement.

Matt rolls his eyes, shaking his head while I laugh.

“No, it’s negative. My periods just late, that’s all. It happens sometimes,” I tell them, almost feeling bad when Chris pouts a bit.

We spend the rest of the night laughing and watching movies together, Matt holding me snug in his arms. That night when we go to bed, Matt says something that surprises me.

“Is it bad that I was just a little disappointed?” He asks me softly.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Well, when you first called and asked for the test I was freaking out on the inside. But then I talked to Chris a bit and the whole drive home I thought about it. And then I thought about a little us, a mix of you and me. And as life changing as a kid right now would be, I got excited,” he says, voice soft and quiet.

I smile, leaning in to press my lips softly against Matt’s.

“We’ll have a little us someday, just not quite yet.” I tell him.

“You promise?” He asks.

“I swear.”

[agirlwithglam]

what to do when someone makes you feel insecure

✧*. * · ~ thewizardliz 💋💜

✬ i very very very very highly recommend thewizardliz. shes been so helpful to me this past year and if youre not watching her, then what are you doing with your life?? she is the secret which gave me self love and confidence in myself!! i love this woman so much, when she uploads a video my day just brightens☀️.

This post is going to be completely about her video and the points she made. These are just some summaries but it’s best to watch the video bc the way she says it makes all the difference. full credits to this stunning queen for this post. ✬

★ look at the kind of insults someone gives you;

most people hate on others and say nasty things about others because they feel bad about themselves.┊ so what are they insulting you about? your looks, your intelligence, your personality, what is it? remember that "everything someone is insulting you about with no reason- that is something that they are insecure about with themselves." when someone says something to you, understand that it's just a reflection of themselves. and then just pity them and leave bc u dont need that kind of negative energy around you baby💅

★ find yourself. create yourself. KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

"when you know who you are without this person, no one can shake or rock your boat! your boat has to be stable first." you need to learn to be so stable and secure in yourself that whatever comes in, it cannot affect you in anyway! if someone comes up to you and says "you're purple" would you take it seriously? no ofc not!! you may even laugh in their face because you know that you're not purple so whatever anyone says- it does not affect you. so those insults would go 1 ear in, and through the other ear out.

★ never allow anyone to talk down on you.

when you allow someone to talk down at you for the first time, then it wont stop. they will just keep going on and it will only get worse down the line. "toxic people dont get nicer down the line." so once you tell them to stop and they continue, that is officially disrespecting me. you can leave, cut them out of your life.

★ give them a passive aggressive comment back.

(in the video liz gave some examples of things to say back and DAMNN she ate it up!) just adopt the ✨bimbo mentality✨ and act stupid :) example from her video:

someone: "you dont look good today... you look kinda ugly" liz: "aww thankyou, you know i love to look at you and everyday you just give me inspiration to be confident because if you look like that and you can be confident, then i can too."

UMMM OKAYY SHE ATE THAT AND LEFT NO CRUMBS 😋😍

★ are they even worth your time and energy??

absolutely not. those people are WAYYY beneath you honey. walk away. just walk away from these pathetic people. you will find SO MUCH better than them for they are literally UNDER THE BARE MINIMUM. "if someone has to insult you to bring you down, girl you're already above them" also look at the people you're constantly spending your time with. do they help you? do they grow you? do they add ANY kind of value?? no? then why are they still there?? why are YOU still hanging around them??? bc when does your life change? when YOU change.

★ we accept the love that we think we deserve.

why on earth do u think that this is the best you can do?? why do you think that someone who disrespects you is the best you can do? do you really think you're not worthy of the same amount of love you give out?? there are literally people out there who believe that they deserve the best and they get that! but you here are doubting yourself?? huhh?? honey what??

★ what do YOU want?

so many times we're constantly thinking 'how can we make this person happy' , 'what does this person want' , etc etc. but what about you honey? what do you want out of life, out of your relationships, etc.? genuinely, they should actually feel BLESSED to be in the same room as you, to breathe the same air as you. and here you're letting people come and talk down on you? like are you serious? PROTECT YOURSELF.

★ surround yourself with people that grow with you.

people who you surround you with, they should make you feel like the king/ queen of earth! they are meant to hype you up! they should tell you that you're amazing and beautiful! because if you don't then theres no benefit. why be with icky toxic people when you can be with people who will love you the way you love them? "im too pretty to accept this behaviour".

★ lead with your actions, not your words.

its time you stop saying stuff like "im gonna leave if you continue doing this" , "i will do this... i will do that.." no. just leave. you've said it once and they continued? shut up and leave.

start to create your exit plan. i understand that for some people, they arent able to just leave because of problems related to money, health, knowledge, a community etc. so thats why you need to start creating an exit plan.

if its money you need then start thinking: how can i get money? what job? how can i save up to live on my own? if its friends so you don't feel lonely: how can i make friends? can i join a club or a community with people like me? how can i start to meet new people? if its knowledge so you understand more about it: how can i start to educate myself about this? can i go to a library and find a book on this? can i search it up online? is there anyone else who's been through the same think and i can take advice from them?

★ not everyone you lose is a loss.

sometimes a loss is a gain. if people in your life right now have been disrespecting you and now they've left or you've left, thats a gain!! looking back the people i was friends with before- i needed them so i could grow and gain knowledge. and when they stopped being a significant part of my life, that was a gain. "it wasnt a loss, it was a lesson"

"just know that you're the queen of the earth and you can do and get anything you want if you set your mind to it."

"if you have a good heart and pure intentions, then you deserve people with the same intentions and the same heart."

[marriedtosuku]

Headfirst

Collage made by me, but I dont own any pictures. Middle photo was made by @heybiji on Twitter.

an: This is a non-jjk drabble. A quick little drabble about Caleb of Love and Deepspace since I can not pull for Xavier's event card because I pulled a 5 star Caleb. Which in theory is insane because I literally do not want to pay extra for a possibility (do I still sound bitter at not getting my omega). Anyway, enjoy this fluffy piece and I cant wait to hear from you all.

Pairing: Caleb x reader

genre:fluffy, kinda self-depricating, pregancy, chapped lip Caleb, baby apple

word count: 600ish

Hmph, stop pipsqueak.”

I ignore his pleas, a tube of my favorite lip balm in hand on a mission to moisturize my boyfriend’s lips. He has a habit of biting his lips when he’s nervous, chapped skin prickling against my neck while we wait for the timer. 

“ no Caleb, your lips are scratching me.” 

“ let me just lick em.”

“No,” I counter. “ that makes it worst. This is going to make your lips smooth and buttery.” 

“ do I need smooth lips to wait for a pregnancy test?” 

I stand against him, his exposed arm wrap securely around my neck. The test tempts me with each grueling second pass by in steady ticks. This is our first pregancy scare since our wedding and the tension of it all has me reeling on Caleb’s broad chest. Idealistically, a child would be the missing piece in our family dynamic. A girl or boy, favoring mostly me with a few feature of my staggering husband sounds blissful, but our trauma combine could make Dr.Phill plan an early retirement. To put it bluntly, we’re damaged goods. 

Caleb, an ex Colonel commander, still wake up in cold sweats. His hard body quivers, hands tightly bounded around the fitted sheets, heaving in utter distress at whatever memory tormenting him that night. Some nightmares were worst than others which is why he prefer I fall asleep before him. 

But I’m not any better. 

A cluster of misguidance, mistrust, and misfortune all wrapped up in a short tempered body. I had my fair share of death and misery to make even Heartbreaker weep. Some things I haven’t even told Caleb about and never will. 

Because a hunter has to be strong, especially in the face of an adversary. 

“do you think we’re ready for a child?” I asked. 

He purse his lips. “I think we could try. We know how rough we had it growing up and know not to put our child through it. Therapy has been working, so I’m not experiencing nightmares as much.” A hand caressed my shoulder blade. “You’re just in your pretty little head again.” 

I hate when he does that. 

“ m’not in my head.”

“Hey, “ he turns me around, his bright indigo eyes stared at me so tenderly, hands firmly on my arms to keep me steady, and a kiss from his chapped lips on my forehead. “We are ready for this. Our child will be loved, nourished, and cared for. They will not a go a day without hear an ‘I love you’, and I know we both would go hell and high waters to protect them. I can promise you with my heart that I’ll do whatever it takes to make you and them happy and safe.” 

“Caleb,” 

My heart skips a beat when the timer echoed in our bathroom. It felt like a hot cast iron skillet on my hand. 

“Are you ready to look?” 

I nod.

Our strides differed. Caleb practically glide over towards the white, plastic stick while I strayed behind like a skittish cat. Caleb reassurance made my heart a little lighter but that pestering voice lingered. 

“Am I good enough ?” 

“Can I be a naturing mother?” 

“There’s no rules to parenting, pipsqueak.” 

“Stop reading my mind!” 

He chuckles. “Come here,” 

I zoned in at the test and Caleb’s glimmering face. 

Positive.  

“We’re going to be parents.” He practically lifts me up. 

“Heh, I can’t believe it. I’m still doubting my parental abilities, but I know that we have each other and we’re going to give our all so baby Apple will never be without.” I finally say. “It’s just one more thing.” 

“Yeah?”

“Their daddy shouldn’t have chapped lips.” 

an: I love this man, but I know he doesn't own chapstick.

[kaq3yma]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑 ft yamato endo

syn: could he a be a good judge of character after all?

⸻ contains: slight yandere tendencies, reader is mentioned to be a cashier, and languages.

qeena's brief note: yippieeeee finally wrapped up my endo fic AND slightly yandere endo (๑-﹏-๑) wowzwowzzz but honestly idk how i feel about this um whether i like it or not BUT i dont hate it rofl anyway no long note this time, im keeping it "brief" (๑>؂•̀๑) so lemme know what you guys think of this, thank you, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🩷💚

It's that one time, that one time he walk around amidst of the night trying to find an open store to buy fireworks for Takiishi. He stop in his trance, gaze swept away by a solitary store stood out among the dimly light streets. His feet brought him almost leisurely to the front door and that's when he saw you, working through the racks to fill up stocks.

When he pushes the door open, the automatic bell chime and you turn around "Welcome..." The corner of his eyes crease as he smile at you "Hey, do you guys have any fireworks in 'ere?" Yeah, it's not everyday a weird looking guy with weird tattoos litter across his body come in the middle of the night asking for fireworks "Yeah, sure..." He follows you to the farthest corner of the store where you kept them "Is there anything else?" The man turn to you, shaking his head "That'll be all,"

You rushes back to the counter, patiently waiting for him to come back and pay "Y/n..." Your eyes widen, and as you look up, you're surprised to see him leaning down to your face very closely. His eyes concentrated on your tag. You ring every bit of his items as quickly as you could "That'll be 507¥." He huff, taking the bag from you and leave.

You really thought it'll be the last time you see him...

But no, the weird man keep coming back, not to buy fireworks or anything, just to loiter around and pester you with your works and because it's in the middle of the night, there's barely any customers in the store which leave you not to only listen to his constant yapping but to reluctantly accompany him as well "Don't you have anything else to do?" He point at the cup of noodle he site on the table "Besides eating?" You groaned, shaking your head "No. Besides bothering me." He snickers, taking a noisy slurp of his noodle "I do. Following Takiishi around."

You look at him, confused but you dismissed the thought straight away "Whatever, I'm going back to work, if you're finish eating, leave." He pout, putting down the utensils he's using "You're mean. I'm a customer, y'know?" You sway your head at him "You make me pay for you everytime, you fool." He breaks into a fit of laughter, watching you mad is so hilarious.

The next night, he strides to the familiar route of your shop, face bruised and nose trickled with stained blood. The prior incident flashes in his mind once again.

He was with Takiishi like usual, tailing behind the poker-faced male wherever he go without question. The duo browse a town with its street swarming with delinquents and thugs. Endo didn't mind and he's sure as hell Takiishi didn't mind it either but when one of the men purposefully pick a fight with Takiishi, Endo decided to step up for him instead and he got a harsh blow from Takiishi "Don't intervene." Another blow, his face spotted with sheepish smile and blood smearing out every cuts as Takiishi continue to beat the tattooed male.

"Why am I going to her, anyway?" He didn't understand why his feet brought him to you. He knew what you're like, indiffirent and without a doubt, he can guarantee you couldn't care less about the bruises on his face, so why is he here? In front of your work place, damaged face grinning without a thought. He opens the door, greeting you with that same crazed smile.

"Welcome...!" Your eyes widen upon seeing the state he's in "What the fuck happened to you?" He chortle, bringing one hand to touch a singular cut on his face which causes him to wince terribly "... That hurts." He couldn't properly registered what was happening until you pull him to a nearby table and sat him down "Of course, it hurts, you prick. You leave the wounds untended!" He watch you move around the store, going to the back room and came back with a first aid kit "You're so careless..." You sighed, lift the lid of the box and start tending him.

A deep gash across his cheek, several cuts and scratches covering his forehead and temple, nose trickled in crimson and eyes almost swollen "Just what the hell did you get yourself into..." You graze alcoholic pad across the wound to clean it, damping ointment gently over the cuts and scratches and finally, you put one last bandaid below his eye, on the apple of his cheek "All done."

Your eyes flutter forward to him, only then did you realized just how close you both are. Your eyes expanded and you almost fall back in shock but he caught you, rolling into laughter "Why are you red?" There's that, that hint of mockery lacing in his undertone "Shut up, asshole. You didn't even thank me for stitching you up." You look away from him, well, he wanted to tease you some more by how red and incredibly cute you look at this moment but uncharacteristically, he stayed quiet.

"Thanks," You look up, awkwardly coughed out fake coughs "D-Don't mention it, just buy me something next time." You pick up the first aid kit and leave back to the cashier.

He leave the store, heart pounding within its cage, he can feel himself shuddering to the bone at the slightest remembrance of you. Yes, he likes you, he think he wants to make you his, he think you are so perfect... Don't tell Takiishi but, now, you're his number one.

And yes, he indeed still is a bad judge of character.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[jxst-jada]

Please Leave Elizabeth Yu Alone.

Okay, so as you all may know, the live-action Avatar: The Last Airbender has made its announcement of Season 2 coming soon, so you know there's a lot of excitement and thrill among the fanbase. I was scrolling through my for you page (on TikTok) and came across the video with the announcement, and I was enjoying the actors expressing their happiness, wrapping up the 2nd season, and prepping for the production of the 3rd one.

I was hoping that my feelings would be mutual amongst the fans, but to my surprise, it was DRENCHED with backhanded or snarky comments about Elizabeth Yu's appearance.

(This is how Elizabeth Yu looks now, my apologies, I can't find a better picture).

Some of the criteria stated, as I quote, "She now looks suited to play Azula", "Oh, thank God they recast her" (even though it's literally the same actress), "Oh Azula, I wasn't familiar with your game", and "Seems like the bully paid off . Look at her now" (yes, this is an actual quote).

Mind you... All she did was lose a little weight, and now EVERYONE loves her.

Elizabeth Yu was never "fat/chubby" as those losers claimed that she was.

She has a normal body that most people her age would have had (she was about 18/19 at the time of filming). They are over here talking about how she would be able to perform stunts (due to her weight) and whatnot (mind you... those would have been performed by stunt doubles anyways, regardless of the actor/actress' weight, so...???).

Not to mention, back then, people were suggesting that Ashley Liao (given her role as Clemensia Dovecote) and, even now, with her recent fame, Miku Martineau (Yumeko in Netflix's "Bet"), should have been the one to play Azula instead of Elizabeth.

(Ashley Liao)

(Miku Martineau)

So I'm here sitting and thinking to myself... y'all would have HATED if Miku or Ashley was given this role, saying some dumb shit like, "They should have been casted as Ty Lee", "Their features are too soft", or just whatever BS, they can pull of out their asses.

(This was on a TT video of a Miku Martineau's interview on playing Yumeko)

Like, dont get me wrong, Ashley Liao and Miku Martineau are SPLENDID actresses and I would love to see them in more roles, but... I really doubt they would approve of anyone dogging on Elizabeth just to uplift them (Ashley and Elizabeth follow each other on Instagram ffs).

I really dont give a rat's ass how you feel about Elizabeth's casting as Azula, but don't you EVER harrass her. She's just trying to make a name for herself in this vigorous industry, and Asian representation is very limited as it is. Avatar: The Last Airbender is such a good stepping stone for so many (unknown) Asian (and Indigneous) actors in this project... so to see so many people shame and bully them just trying to get their name out and then go ahead and suggest more known Asian actors (just because they're a more familiar face or they look more "accurcate" to a few pixels (some of them wouldn't even pass as 12-16 kids)) is really disheartening.

I just really hope that Elizabeth "lost" weight because she genuinely wants to and not because of the relentless bullying by the asian fetishers, the 50 y/o grandpas w/ 2 kids, and the "no posts/content" losers who can never have their face as their pfp for some reason...

It really isn't hard to just not leave a nasty comment on an actor's socials, they're people too with feelings and thoughts of their own.

Elizabeth Yu IS Azula. And if you have a problem with that, it's simple;

Do. Not. Watch. The. Show.

There are tons of fan remakes of iconic ATLA scenes on YouTube. Go watch those instead.