#but at the same time they are so so fucking Scared of her

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     Outside, he was human. That’s just how he appeared to everyone else. A human with a bunny hybrid girlfriend. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for hybrids to date humans if they weren’t with people with similar breeds and them. 

     Y/n would laugh at her boyfriend's attitude every day. He was particularly clingy, always had been. That was just him; he loved having his girlfriend near him when he was home, always checking on her throughout the day, even when she was at work. Chan loved his little bunny. 

     Y/n just thought it was funny a big ‘ole alpha wolf dotted on a little bunny like her. Predator and prey were never particularly friendly. But after years of humans, monsters, and hybrids all living side by side, everyone took more to their human side. Only rarely acting on their animalistic instincts in certain cases. 

     But Y/n loved her wolfie all the same. Chan took care of her in so many ways, never crossing boundaries. Even when his instincts took over. 

     Chan was naturally possessive as an alpha. What’s his is his, especially his girlfriend. Some humans still didn’t fully accept hybrids and Monsters living among them. And it’d show. It usually got worse during the time his rut was approaching. 

     There’d been a few people he’d scared the ever-loving shit out of when they commented on his girlfriend— or got too close for comfort. Some people needed to learn to keep their fantasies to themselves. 

    Y/n being a bunny came with its issues. Due to the bunny gene, she’s constantly in ‘heat’. He didn’t mind though, he loved coming home late just for Y/n to jump on him and greet him with kisses. Making sure to ask about his day as if she hadn’t been craving his dick in her since they finished this morning. 

     Another thing that came with her bunny genes was hyper-fertility. Chan never had an issue with the amount of sex they had. At first, he was cautious about coming in her due to how easily she could be pregnant. She’d told him after he mentioned going away for his ruts that she was on high-dose birth control and had been for years.

     It’d lead to some fun experiments with toys and such, but nothing compared to Chan. The growls he admitted when he fucked her could make her come. 

     Chan was well aware of his rut schedule before dating Y/n. And he was pretty damn good at keeping track of it too. Both of them knew it would be starting very soon and already made plans with their work to be off for the next week.

     Y/n’s ears twitched from where she sat on their couch when she heard the keys jingle. She hopped off the couch to meet him at the door. Giving him just enough time to lock their door and turn around before she jumped on him

     Chan smiled as he caught her, dropping his bag on the floor and wrapping both his arms around her. Her legs held her up, wrapping them around his waist as she held his shoulders. “Hi handsome,” Y/n smiled at him

     “Hi bunny,” Chan replied as he walked them over to the couch 

     “How was work?” Y/n asked him 

     “Okay. Same old shit,” Chan sighed as he laid her back on the couch. Resting his head on her tummy, “How was your day?”

     “Good. Just cleaned up around the apartment,” Y/n shrugged as she ran her fingers through his dark hair. 

     The couple always found this comforting, sitting in silence and cuddling up together. Y/n learned quickly in their relationship that Chan loved having his hair played with. Any time was a good time. The first time she did it was after the first time they had sex and he got very comfortable and let out a low little rumble that scared her a bit. 

     After that, she learned it was a happy noise, not an “I’m about to eat you” noise. She loved hearing it now. Especially when he was laying on her stomach.

     “You smell good,” Chan started as he turned and kissed her stomach. Realizing she was wearing one of his shirts. 

     “Your rut coming soon?” 

     “Think so.” Chan kissed down her stomach more before pushing her shirt up just a bit to see her skin. 

     Chan kissed every bit of skin that was exposed to him. He loved taking his time with her when he was going through his rut because he knew he’d be fucking her in every position as rough as he could when it came to his rut. She never complained about but he still felt a little for fucking her for almost a week straight.  

     Chan kept kissing down her tummy till he got to her panty line. He looked up in a silent ask for permission to keep going. Y/n nodded before he kissed her clothed clit while moving her thighs over his shoulder. Kissing her inner thighs before moving back to kissing her cunt again. Smiling to himself when he saw the wet spot forming. “Horny little bunny,” Chan chuckled before sitting up and throwing off his shirt from his body and her panties from hers before laying back down and wrapping his lips around her clit. 

     Y/n moaned as she dug her fingers into his hair again. Lips and tongue working her already wet cunt. His nose nudged her clit as his tongue slipped inside of her. Thrusting in and out before replacing the muscle with two of his fingers. 

     “Chan,” Y/n moaned as she held onto his hair tighter, thighs clenching around his head. 

     Chan hummed as his lips wrapped around her clit again. His fingers pumped in and out of her as quickly as he could. Y/n pulled at his hair as her thighs shook around his head and closed in tighter. 

     Chan pulled his fingers out and pushed her thighs closer to her chest as he finished her off and licked up her essence. Drinking her up like a thirsty dog on a hot summer day. 

     “Chan, in… please,” Y/n whined as she caught her breath from her high. 

     “Poor little bunny is fucked out already,” Chan chuckled as he dropped her thighs on the couch before picking her up from the cushions and walking into their bedroom. 

     Chan placed her down on the bed and kissed her neck. Y/n let out a squeak as he grabbed onto the back of his neck. His hips rolled into her before he pulled away and took off her shirt and tossed it to the bedroom floor. 

     He leaned back down as his hands grabbed her boobs and massaged them before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on the little bud. Rolling his tongue and biting it a few times before moving to the other one and giving it the same attention. 

     His hard-on strained against his pants while the fabric got wetter from grinding against her. 

     “Please. Fuck me Channie,” Y/n moaned

     “Little bunny just needs a cock in her, huh?” Chan teased as he pulled away from her boobs and stood up straight

     “Yes, please. Need you in me Channie,” Y/n begged as she watched him discard his pants and boxers. Cock springing free and slapping his lower stomach. 

     “Don't worry bun,” Chan smiled as he moved her onto their pillows and kneeled in between her legs.

     He pulled her legs over his right as he pumped his cock. Running the tip through her wet folds and jacking off again before finally lining the tip up with her entrance and pushing in. 

     Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist as he filled her up. His hands grabbed onto her hips, pulling her onto him as he sunk further into her. 

     Y/n slightly rolled her hips against him before he pulled back and thrust hard into her. Chan repeated his hard thrusts and occasionally pulled her body to meet his thrusts as well. 

     Y/n threw her head back into the pillows. The tips of her ears hit the headboard a bit as it knocked against the wall in time with his pace. Chan moved one of his hands up to squeeze her boobs while he leaned forward, aiming deeper into her.

     “‘M close,” Y/n whined as his thrusting switched to grinding then back to thrusting into her.

     “Gonna cum all over my cock again bun?” Chan moved one hand from her tits to thumb her clit, fingers pushing in on her lower stomach just a bit

     “Yes!” Y/n yelled/moaned as her walls clenched around him. 

     “Fuck,” Chan growled as he found it a bit difficult to move with her clamping down on him. 

     He pushed through though. Thumbing rubbing small quick circles into her clit till she came on his cock. Her hips bucked up as her legs shook. Chan leaned back over her, hands laying next to her head as he rutted into her.

     Cock twitched and pounded inside her till he came, shooting hot ropes of cum into her. He pulled his softening cock out of her once he was sure he was done. Both of them panting as post-orgasm clarity came.

     That clarity was short-lived as Chan caught a glance of his cum dripping out of her. The only thoughts in his head were to fuck it back into her and add more.

     “Chan,” Y/n called out to him as she noticed him staring a bit longer than usual.

     She attempted to close her thighs as she sat up on her elbows, only to be met by him spreading her legs apart and sinking into her again without a word. Chan leaned over and left an assault of kisses and marks along her neck. Pushing her down onto the mattress again, one hand coming and grabbing under her chin and moving her head to allow him to have access to the span of her neck.

     “Pretty bunny, letting the big bad wolf fuck her dumb.” He mumbled against her neck.

     Y/n whined as she wrapped her legs around his waist as he hammered into her. His free hand grabbed one of hers and pinned it onto the pillows as he sucked hickeys on her neck, minding his teeth. 

     Y/n grabbed onto his shoulder with her free hand. Nails dug into his skin as her sensitive walls clenched around him again. She never protested Chan’s round after round when he was in his rut. If anything it helped her too with the constant ache between her legs.

     Chan growled against her neck as he felt himself getting close already. Y/n could feel the base of his cock starting to form his knot as he pumped into her. It was getting harder for him to do so until he buried himself in her. Just in time for her own orgasm to hit while her walls contracted around him. Coming on his cock again. 

     “Fuck,” Chan whined as his cum shot into her. 

     He buried his head into her neck and kissed the bruises he had made, just trying to distract himself from the pain of his knot. His hands moved to hold her hips, rubbing circles into the skin with his thumbs

     Y/n tangled her fingers in his hair and kissed his temple, “horny wolf,” she chuckled

     “Says you,” Chan chuckled, lifting his head to look at her, “I’d fuck you again right now of not for the knot.”

     “Don’t threaten me with a good time babe,” Y/n giggled

     Chan chuckled with her and leaned down and pressed his lips onto hers. Whining into her mouth as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Y/n happily accepted as she rolled her hips against him. His knot went down after a few minutes. 

     “Tired yet mama?” Chan asked as his kisses moved down to her neck again

     “No,” Y/n shook her head

     Chan rolled them over so she was situated on top of him.

     “Hop to it bunny,” Chan smacked her ass playfully before laying back and holding onto her hips. 

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[poppy-metal]

sighhhhhh <3 patrick being you and tashi’s very willing and eager sperm donor. tashi gives him free reign, for the most part, to do whatever he wants, as long as he spills every drop of cum deep into your cunt where it belongs. and she’s not just going to leave you alone— she’s going to take care of her girl, fuck his cum back inside of you whenever it starts dripping out. it gives patrick time to get hard again before he pumps you full of his cum. tashi makes him keep going and going until he’s shooting blanks.

and really, what are the odds it takes that first time? she tells patrick to keep his phone nearby when you’re ovulating again, would probably even add it to a fucking google calendar. she tracks your fertile days, calls patrick to ‘come over and do his fucking job.’ he’s happy to help out, just being a good friend <3

stop because she's so professional about it - almost clinical. once it's decided she's tracking your periods, she already tracked them before - just to know when you'd need certain provisions. - but she's tracking when you're ovulating - has a calendar for it and everything with the date circled in red marker. the day where you'll be most fertile.

something about it shames and turns you on in the same breath - the brazen display of something so lewd in such a mundane fashion. when tashi's friend is over- and she sees the date circled she of course asks what it means and while your face flames furiously your wife just calmly sips her coffee. "we're trying for a baby."

and of course, of course her friend thinks it means a clinical insemination - tashi doesn't bother to correct her and you're glad, you think you'd die if she explained that no, they were doing a more hands on approach - per your want. its not that you'd asked to get knocked up, but tashi had such a way about her, a way of knowing you - it wasn't hard to figure out you didn't just want to carry a baby, you wanted to experience the act of lovemaking itself - babymaking - such a sweet traditional girl, you were. tashi didn't fault you for it. and you got whatever you wanted, if it was in her power to grant it to you.

you just hadn't expected - patrick. you trusted her - you loved her - but patrick was - he was so - intense. you had to admit he scared you a little, though you did you best to be outwardly polite to him, as one of tashi's closest friends. but tashi reassured you he was the best choice. he wouldn't want to be overly involved in the babies life like art would, who was the other option. he wouldn't fight them for custody or change his mind or anything like that.

and, tashi had added with a smirk, she thought he'd be more your type. you were attracted to tashi for her dominance and strong fiery personality after all. her and patrick shared that - in and out of the bedroom. she knew you'd have a good time. because it was important you have a good time on top of getting pregnant.

well, that was that.

except it wasn't just that. except it was alot more than that. because you came home one day and there patrick was - on your couch - the nice plush one - his legs spread - arms behind him on either side of the couch - the complete picture of male lackadaisical confidence. right at home.

tashi was on a chair across from him, and when she saw you she pointed to the empty spot next to patrick - though there wasn't alot of space.

"stop manspreading and move your ass." she told him when you approached hesitantly. patrick allowed his legs to close a little, making room for you, but he didn't take his arms from the back of the couch. and he looked at you as if to say 'well?' when you just stared at him.

"sit." tashi said and you sat.

immediately the warmth emanating from patrick washed over you. how did he run so hot? he was like a goddamn werewolf. you were hyperaware of his arm just behind you. knew that if you leaned back just a little your head would brush his forearm. you sat stiffly. hands in your lap.

"whats this about.....?" you asked tashi. the date wasn't until two weeks. you hadn't expected to see patrick until then. you wondered if he knew already, or if tashi was planning on telling him now, with you here.

you felt more than heard patrick shift next to you. his knees knocked against yours. he was wearing jeans - and you were in a dreas - the fabric was rough as it tapped your bare skin.

"i think you know." he sounded amused.

so he knew then.

"dont tease her." tashi said. she had a notebook open on her lap, loose papers already in it. she was holding a pen that she uncapped. "we spoke about it a few days ago over brunch. but this -" and she pointed at you with the pen. "- is why we're having this conversation now." she waved the pen between you and patrick.

you drew your knee back from patricks. swallowed.

"a- and the conversation is?"

patrick leaned forward, elbows on his knees. he was so tall and big he invaded your line of sight - "you want my dick inside you and you can't even look at me, doll."

the crude statement made heat shoot through your body. your lips parted and you just kinda blinked at him in shock. your palms started to sweat and at the work dick your cunt throbbed once, unbidden.

"that part." tashi confirmed.

"but i -" you started. "um. i didn't think - i mean. its just. its just to get me pregnant.... "

tashi hummed. "yes. but I don't think you're taking into account its not just about that." she wrote something down in her notebook. the sound of pen on paper was deliberate and sharp. "your pleasure, for one, is paramount. dont look at me like that - you're getting fucked, baby. you're going to enjoy it."

you realized she was making a list. she turned it around to face you and patrick after she finished with it.

"i figure we should talk about what each of us wants from the experience - kinks and stuff. we already know eachothers, but she doesn't know yours patrick - not that what you want matters - but he should know what you like."

your lips press together. she pushes the paper too you.

you feel tunnels vision - dragging the paper into your lap and hovering the pen over the page but unable to write anything down. you feel their eyes on you and feel dissected. you chew your bottom lip. tap the pen to the paper. dont write.

patrick leans back again - this time his arm settles right behind you on the couch cushion, brushing against your lower back.

tashi says your name. firmly.

you look at her a little helplessly, a fawn, "you know what I like - cant you tell him?"

"no."

you're startled to hear it come from patrick. you glance back at him, and he's looking at you like hes got you under a microscope. the shirt hes wearing hugs his chest a little too well. you can see the definition of his chest through it. you drag your gaze to his face, and he rubs at his jaw.

his other hand, you feel the tips of his fingers graze your waist. you squeeze your thighs together and his lips quirk, like hes figuring you out in little morsels and what hes finding he's liking.

"i need to hear it from you."

tashi rolls her eyes.

"he's right you know." she agrees with him anyway, deapite apparently finding his peacocking annoying. "this is for you. for us - but the burden is on your body - im gonna need you to be a big girl about this. I'm taking this seriously - are you?"

"of course!" you say, despondent.

she raises an eyebrow. "are you?"

you sit up straighter. shove your embarrassment down and make sure she can see the conviction in your eyes when you say, "i want a baby. i wanna have a baby with you tashi."

you stare at eachother. her brown eyes search your face, and she's so beautiful. the most beautiful woman you've ever known and you want to have her babies and be her housewife and raise your children and make her proud and -

"thats good." she nods. seems pleased. "now tell him that."

the thing is - this is most definitely mostly for patricks own ego. he'd been hard the moment tashi propositioned him, if he was honest. had spent the past few nights fucking his dick raw to the thought of it. you'd always been like a deer around him. freezing and frolicking away whenever he was around. tashi said it was because he stunk, probably, but patrick had a different theory.

still, he's treading water here. he doesn't know you that well, and your tashi's girl. she'd rip his fucking balls from his body if he made you uncomfortable, he knew. but patrick was pretty good at sussing out when women wanted to fuck him.

he knew you wanted him.

didn't make him want to take it easy on you.

"look at me." he takes a risk, commanding it without looking at tashi, but it pays off when your eyes swing to his like they were pulled there. fuck, if you aren't cute. patricks dick twitches. "tell me what you want from me."

you stare at him. run your hands up and down your dress, flattening it and he glances down at your thighs - has a thought about how they'd look spread around him, pressed up against your stomach - you try to look away again and he pinches your hip with the fingers that'd been lightly skating back and forth over your waist.

"come on." he coaxes you, and he lowers his tone. "look at me and tell me you want me to fuck you on my cock and give you a baby."

"i - i want.'" you look at tashi but patrick doesn't take his eyes off you. he knows tashi wont step in. fucking sadist. her pussy is probably sopping wet at watching him needle you, watching you squirm. she'll be a gushing mess when he makes you cry on his dick and call him daddy - "i want you to.... give me a baby."

fuck.

you say it so softly he thinks about making you say it again, just to be mean. "yeah?" he lets a grin split his face, yeah he's got you pinned. knows exactly the kind of girl you are. "want me to be gentle about it -" he doubts it but hes teasing you here. he already knows how he'll fuck you. decided it the moment you sat on the very edge of the couch - all polite and demure. "- or do you want me to lay you down and make you take the load that's gonna get you pregnant. make your wife watch me get you addicted to cock -"

"i already know that." tashi cuts in. "please - you think I'm not fucking her already with a dick bigger than yours?"

patrick looks at her now - glares. "no balls, though."

tashi trails her eyes down his body - deliberately resting them on his crotch where he's practically bursting through his jeans. he wants to reach down and squeeze himself, relieve some of the throbbing.

"well - that is what you're for, yes."

"and you're not bigger than me."

a perfectly raised eyebrow. "i guess we'll see."

you're still stuck on what patrick said before. about holding you down and making you take it. your clit has a heartbeat and you feel sticky between your legs.

"im gonna - i need to do something really quick -" you stand abruptly - interrupting their banter. you just need to get off. right now.

it doesn't even matter that they both obviously know what you're rushing off to do - that patricks laugh follows you all the way to the bathroom. you need to rub one out now. need something inside you - now -

you dont bother with the lock - just lean against the sink and yank up your dress around your waist with one hand and shove the other into your panties - feeling through the slick mess pooling there, through the folds of your pussy which you part to sink a finger inside yourself - you moan. rock down on it, think helplessly of patrick over you, pushing your legs apart and forcing his cock in - that big body pounding and pounding and pounding so deeply - god - balls slapping wetly against your asshole - full of the cum hes gonna pump so deep inside you - into your fucking womb - you'll just have to take it - you'll just have to -

the bathroom door open and you're half delirious you think you're hallucinating when its patrick. he shoulders his way in - doesn't bother closing the door behind him and you're so close to coming your fingers dont stop moving from their place in your drenched cunt - and you open your mouth to tell him to leave or to scream or to just moan as you cum - but he's moving in before you have a chance to do any of that, yanking you around with a hand on your hip and bending you over the sink -

you twitch in shock and your brain is so fucking frazzled you dont think to do anything about the situation other than moan and clench around your fingers as you cum - your eyes rolling back - you catch the briefest glance of tashi leaning against the doorframe - safe, you aren't being bad, thank god - before patrick is yanking your soiled fingers from your still coming cunt and replaces them with his own-

"oh god - '" you wail at the same time patrick grunts. "fuck - she's tight -"

you're already rolling into another orgasm. thighs shaking as patrick crowds behind you - leans over your body until his chest is at your back. fucks his sloppy fingers so deep inside you his wrist hits your clit - grinds his palm there -

"you have such a hot little body." patrick groans in your ear, hot and low and fuck - "can't wait to stretch it out -" you can feel him hard and fucking big, pressing into your ass. that wont fit - jesus - that will destroy you - ah - you're coming again - or you didn't stop coming, you're shaking and you feel tashi's hand in your hair, yanking your head up so you can see how wrecked you are in the mirror - a fucked out whore - debauched -

"i cant - " you gasp, standing on your tip toes like you mean to squirm away from the feeling but hands - tashi's hands patricks hands, yank you back into place and patricks grinding the heel of his palm into your fat sore clit and you feel tears leak from your eyes.

"you gotta take it, baby." patrick presses a sweet kiss to the side of your head - in contrast to the way hes absolutely pummeling your cunt with his fingers - wet and gushy and making a fucking mess - "how're you gonna take this fat fucking dick if you're already choking my fingers -"

"i will -" you sob. "I'll take it - i promise - hhh -"

"is that a promise?" he asks. pinches your clit. doesn't let you finish coming.

"y-yesss."

"gonna hold you to it."

your eyes roll back when he makes you cum again. you dont know how you'll survive coming on his cock.

[xoluvx]

bent over; b.eilish

smut

if you didn't know how to bend before, let's say billie taught you. she put you in all sorts of positions, but her favorite was bent over ass up anywhere, everywhere.

bed

of course your bed was the safe bet. it helped that it was raised higher than most beds. after multiple positions, she always loved this one. she bent you over, body draped over the sheets, the strap fucking into you roughly. your ass bounced against her body with each stroke. each harder than the last. the sheets tangled in your fingers as you held on for dear life.

"do you like that?" billie groaned. "mm-hm" your response muffled by the sheets now bunched in your mouth. you bit down on the fabric trying to keep yourself up. billie grabbed your arm holding you flush against her body her thrusts growing faster.

bathroom

where could she possibly have you bent in the bathroom? the counter? of course not. when you took a bath together, it'd sometimes end with you hanging over the edge of the tub. billie's fingers sliding in and out of your pussy.

the porcelain cold against your torso, but that was the last thing in your mind. you instead focused on trying not to cum so quick even though she was doing everything in her power to make that happen. she sat on the tub holding your back with one hand, fucking you with the other. without warning you pulled your body back almost sitting on her. startled she groaned wrapping an arm around so her free hand could play with your clit. this. this is what was going to make you cum.

kitchen

this was probably billie's favorite spot. she always caught you off guard. she started off innocently rubbing your back. her hand slowly sliding down your back until her fingers sunk into your skin. she palmed your ass and you stumbled each time.

she kissed your neck before nibbling your skin. her hands cupping your breasts. when you finally turned to capture her lips she was quick to wedge you between the counter and her body. she pressed her body on yours leaving little space to breathe.

it always ended the same. your cheek on the marble, your underwear on the floor. her face in your pussy. her tongue fucking you marvelously. you moaned loud enough that the sounds bounced off the wall only urging billie to flick her tongue faster. one hand pressed down on your ass the other now occupied with your pussy.

you felt your toes curl, the shocks of electricity coursed through your body. you held the edge of the counter trying to steady yourself, but billie was relentless. she only added another finger and pumped harder. you begged her to let you cum, but she preferred it when it came unexpectedly. your pussy closing in around her fingers, sweetness coating her tongue.

balcony

you only tried the balcony once because you were too scared of getting caught. billie's hand had traveled up your skirt and you gasped when she cupped your clothed pussy.

"didn't expect you to be wet already" she purred and you shivered holding on to the rails. there's no way she was going to stop now. not until you came. she started rubbing your pussy over your underwear, slow. so fucking slow your chest started rising and falling rapidly.

you leaned back on her, still clutching to the rails. billie's mouth found your neck where she kissed and licked repeatedly matching the movements of her hand. it felt like an eternity until you felt her fingers pushing your underwear to the side. she focused on your clit, rotating her finger over your bud meticulously. she knew exactly how to get you there. you got there a few minutes later shaking against her body.

you could feel her smile on your neck.

thank you @hopingforgoodblogs for the request ♡

[nebuliias]

— had i not seen the sun..

ft. you help sunday escape the clutches of his chains

cw: mentions of jade, gopher wood and robin, stellaron hunter! reader, spoilers for the 2.3 tb quest, childhood friends-to-enemies, kinda based on that “stellaron hunter! sunday” theory, fem! reader

a/n’s note: holy shit why did they end the trailblaze quest like that. GOSH NOW IM MORE SCARED FOR THE SIBLINGS. what if “eternal separation” is the consequence of their deal with jade.. :(

“hey, little birdie. wake up.”

the former family leader’s nodded slightly in acknowledgment. he hadn’t even realized he had dozed off into slumber until that oddly familiar voice rang out. his vision was in a blur, but his movement was restricted; therefore, he couldn’t reach upwards to wipe at his amber eyes. the man could only blink away the sleepy tears.

when he regained clarity, he looked up, not preparing himself for who he was about to become met face-to-face with.

it was you. his once benevolent childhood friend turned notorious stellaron hunter.

a hum left your lips, that same cheeky smile curling the corners of your colored lips upwards. your eyes were crinkled subtly at the corners in quiet bliss. as for sunday, his eyebrows were furrowed slightly, his molten gold eyes staring daggers into you.

you, however, were unfazed. you tittered, a hand covering your mouth. “well, lookit here. now the wolf is crying wolf,” you razzed, leaning down to meet proper eye level with him.

if he wasn’t chained down by the wrists, he would’ve punched you in the face here and there and be done with it. alas, he could only huff and puff in hopes to express his sudden irritation.

“why are you here?” he asked, “did lady bonajade send you here to finish the job?” sunday shifted uncomfortably against the chains restraining him for a moment, all while staring straight at you.

you looked a bit confused when he mentioned jade but then immediately let out a scoff. “that pink-haired lady who owns bonajade exchange? fuck no, i’d never take orders from her,” you grumbled, standing back upright.

“i came here on elio’s behalf. y’know, my boss,” you corrected, picking at your manicured nails while glancing back at sunday, ignoring the way he looked at you bug-eyed.

“what, did you forget? i’m part of the stellaron hunters. or have you been way too entitled in your role as the order’s oh, so loyal devotee?” you remarked. sunday sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.

“you really have changed, y/n. is the finality more grand than any of the other paths?” he retorted, his eyes becoming sharp at the edges. despite his current state, he certainly hasn’t lost his tongue.

you disregarded his question, only rolling your eyes in mock annoyance. “alright then, guess i’ll tell the family to send you to the gallows instead of me freeing you,” you simply said, turning your back on him as you headed towards the door.

only when you heard the aggressive rattling of metal did you pause and turned back, a smirk planted on your lips. “wait,” sunday called out. “the gallows..?”

“mhm!” you hummed. “i was pretty surprised when i eavesdropped on their meetings. executing someone because of their beliefs? that’s kinda harsh, no? imagine if the whole universe thought like them.” you tilted your head.

“well, good for you, sunday, because it’s your lucky day. i’m here to finish my script, and it can’t be done without you leaving this.. horrid place, safe and sound,” you happily exclaimed, doing a sort of clapping motion with your gloved hands.

“hold on,” he suddenly said, stilling in place. “are you hinting that you’re recruiting me into your band of misfits?” he asked.

you stared at him blankly. “no shit, honey. was that not obvious? i mean, unless you want to die here, i can leave you behind. that’s fine with me too.”

before sunday had time to process your words, you had already summoned your blade and effortlessly sliced the cuffs off his wrists before moving onto the shackles holding down his ankles. he was practically astonished, considering the metal was infused with a sort of purplish element to ensure his captivity.

you sheathed back your weapon into its scabbard, all while murmuring out insults meant to the family. “corrupted assholes.. bitches worse than dogs.. hell, i’d rather work for the damn IPC than some insane harmony followers.”

“what are you waiting for? get the feeling back in your feet!” you whisper-shouted while he struggled to regain balance due to the fact he’d been sitting down for who knows how long.

he breathed heavily, cracking his knuckles to relieve some of the stiffness in his joints. “where’s robin?” sunday questioned quietly. at the mention of your sisterly-friend, your eyes seemed to soften a little, but they immediately went back to their shrewdness.

“i don’t know. i only spoke with her once since i set foot in penacony, but she’s probably alright,” you reassured, taking out the master key you pickpocketed before unlocking the door. you stuck your head out into the hallway and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of no bloodhounds. that jade probably dismissed them once she announced sunday’s freedom. unless...?

you faced sunday again, taking out a gun from its holster and throwing it into his hands —along with some bullets— so he had some measure of protection. “what do you say, sunday? are you willing to come with me or not?”

the halovian stared at the female in front of him, the girl he once called his dearest friend. he remembers how good-natured she used to be, although her altruism was often taken advantaged of by vultures seeking out their carcass. he remembers their escapades when they were younger; how they both would play in the expanses of gardens, weaving fragile flower crowns for each other while laughing the day away.

that girl was no more.

in her place now stood a lady of wild recklessness and slyness, someone nicknamed “the madam serpent” by the universe, a criminal with a bounty of 9.987 billion credits. she was nowadays a follower of finality, not of harmony like she was back in her childhood.

and as much as sunday wanted to just turn you in to the authorities, his conscience said otherwise. something about you told him that if he were to decline your invitation to join the stellaron hunters, he’d remain wandering in the tunnels for the rest of his life, never to see the end of it.

besides, he hasn’t seen you in so long since you forsakened penacony. what harm would it do to get know you once again, as a different person?

sunday chuckled, loading the gun up with the bullets before securing it in his grip.

“alright then. count me in.”

“SOUND THE ALARMS! ALERT THE BLOODHOUNDS! SUNDAY HAS ESCAPED OUR GRASP!”

“sunday escaped? but we didn’t see him leave at all!”

“there are so many sentry posts out there, how did he manage to break free?!”

“wasn’t there an IPC executive who visited him? what if she did something to help him?”

“what if it was the previous dreammaster? what if he managed to get his immolated body back from the ashes?!”

“i heard there was another stellaron hunter on penacony… wait, was it the m-madam serpent?!”

“hold on, you mean that girl who shoplifted in moment of golden hour?! the bloodhounds have been looking for her since that incident!”

“everyone, shut the hell up and enforce maximum security! capture them immediately on sight!”

“we cannot afford to lose them. this could be our chance to restore our fame and glory!—”

“i’m afraid it’s too late for that now.”

“. . . .”

“so long, land of festivities~”

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Not My Sister's Keeper Pt. 9

Roman X OC(Kara)

Jey Uso X OC (Tia)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; sex, fluff, couple arguing, Jealousy, infidelity, pregnancy

Roamn’s wife recently left medical school and returned home to save her marriage. Upon her return, she finds out things are not what they seem. Her sister is pregnant by her best friend Jey Uso, who is also Roman’s cousin, and her husband is acting suspicious.

What happens when a conversation overhead on a baby monitor blows her world apart?

Boston Municipal Courthouse

Janice’s POV

“Mama, I’m ok,” Roman said as I sat there in disbelief as they took Tia out of the courtroom. “Son something ain’t right…..Why did they sentence her today? Why she got a short sentence, weren’t we all watching the same video because she needs to be up under the jail.”

“The Judge said it was because of the plea deal, her clean record and just wanting this over for everyone,” he said looking at Kara who seemed to be struggling with the verdict and I don’t blame her.

“Son something in the milk ain’t clean…..Regardless of the verdict he should have rescheduled a date for sentencing. That would have given him time to give a more suitable sentence for crime because that wasn’t it,” I said as Roman hugged me.

“Ma, can we just leave, I’m ready to get outta Boston,” he said as I sighed giving him a hug seeing Jey heading over.

“Aye, you ok auntie?” he asked as Roman moved and I gave him a hug. “Yes, baby I am, just can’t believe what happened in here today.”

“Neither can but we’re all bout to go leave and get some rest. We’re flying out tomorrow but planning to hit up the 16 East Bar and Grill in Pensacola on Sunday before we head back out on the road,” Jey said smiling at me.

“You’re inviting us?” Roman asked in shock as Jey sighed. “I’m still mad as hell at you, but I can’t help but be thankful you were there with Kara. You risked your life to save her and Trin…That what family do.”

“I love them both…I always will, it ain’t nothing to thank me for.”

“Well, the option is open, we’ll probably get there about 7. Trin reserved the patio, so we ain’t gotta worry about people,” Jey said as I smiled.

Hey, I will take those baby steps in the healing process. I know we will come back together in some shape or form.

“Well, we will meet ya’ll there Sunday,” Roman said as I tried to contain my excitement, praying this was a positive step in the right direction for us.

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Kara’s House

Kara’s POV

I’m glad we did come back to the house alone and just chilled out. I don’t know how I would have reacted hanging out with my mom, I needed time to decompress. 

“Girl, I love this back yard,” Trin gushed as I smiled wrapping myself up in my blanket.

“Thanks, when I saw the firepit I fell in love,” I said as she nodded roasting her marshmallows.

“I may have to talk Jimmy into getting us one. You know marshmallows are my weakness.” “That’s why I keep them stocked up ma’am,” I said as she smiled brightly at me.

“I know you had a lot of work to make up, did you finish?” Trin asked as I smiled. “I’m finally caught up, it wasn’t easy, but I have two A’s and two high B’s” I said truly proud of how I overcame and turned everything around.

“Yes! You know when you graduate I’mma act a fool…You know this right?” she said making me laugh as I looked at Jey flipping the meat on the grill as Jimmy was telling him some animated story. I loved their relationship so much.

“Have you told Jey?” Trin asked as I smiled at her. “Told him what?”

“Uh, that you love him, duh,” she said as I blushed. “I’ll have you know I told him the night I woke up from surgery.”

“That’s great…So are ya’ll together or what is we doing?”

“I’m scared Trin,” I said honestly as she nodded in understanding. “Do you want to be with Jey?” she asked as I nodded. “Yea, I really do.”

“Then be with him Kara, what’s the problem?.…That man loves and adores you,” she said gently pushing my shoulder.

 “I can see the blogs now having a fucking field day. Imagine their us at family gatherings. Chile, did you hear Kara is here with Joshua like she wasn’t married to Roman.”  I mocked as Trin shrugged her shoulders.

“Girl, fuck them bloggers and keyboard trolls, they don't know you and it ain't they fuckin' business. Plus, you knew Jey before Roman anyway."

"Ok, but like I said, what about the family gatherings. You know they always have parties and cookouts," I said as Trin smiled.

"Fuck their opinions too, but I don’t think it will be a problem, everyone loves you, especially mom and pops. They hate what Roman did and I think you’re overthinking it.”

“So much is going on, I just don’t want to hurt him Trin,” I whispered as she reached over and put her hand on my knee.

“It’s your time to be happy Kara and damn what people think. Life is too short, and you got a second chance at life.”

“I know I got a second chance, but I’m scared of screwing this up,” I said finally voicing my fears.

“Live your life Kara, tomorrow ain’t promised to none of us. You don’t owe anybody anything, ain’t no debts around here,” Trin said as I gave her a hug.

“I know and I love you, girly.  Ugh, I’m so tired of crying,” I sniffed failing to stop my tears.

“I love you too, sis, it’s time for the happy tears now because you deserve it.”

“You really think so?” I asked barely above a whisper as she rubbed my back. “I know so, everything you’ve ever wanted for yourself in this life about to happen and I can’t wait to see witness it.”

“Ya’ll aright over there?” Jimmy asked as Jey turned to look back at us.

“Yea, just two sisters having our daily talk,” I said as Trin laughed.

“Ya’ll know how we get, let us have our moment,” she said as Jimmy shook his head. “Man, what we gon’ do with them two?” Jimmy asked as Jey chuckled handing him a pan so he could take some of the steaks off the grill.

“Love ‘em and let them do their thang,” he chuckled. “Yea, what he said!” Trin yelled as I laughed.

Trin was right it’s my time to put myself first and live my life. Anything or anybody that disrupts my peace from this point forward gotta go, because it’s a new beginning for me, for us all.

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Pensacola, FL

A Few Days Later

Janice’s POV

We been home a couple days, and it was my day to pick up Logan. I can’t place it, but I knew something wasn’t right. “Lord, uncover whatever it is because we’ve all been through enough,” I said aloud feeling nauseous pulling into Rebecca and Bill’s driveway.

Knocking on the door and getting no answer, I called and once again no answer. I saw Rebecca’s car and had talked to her ten minutes ago. I was getting irritated now.

“How the hell you gon’ tell me to come over to get Logan and not pick up the phone or answer the door.” I mutter looking under the rug for their spare key.

Opening the door, I looked around and there was no sign of Rebecca in the foyer or living room. I could hear Logan babbling on the baby monitor in the living room, so I knew she was ok.

 “Rebecca!” I called out, no answer. “This how these damn horror movie start, I hope this fool is ok,” I mutter heading towards the kitchen.

“I can’t thank you enough Terry,” I heard Rebecca say as I stopped in my tracks.

Who the hell is Terry?

“Rebecca, this is the last time I’m taking your call. I did this favor for you and Tia, but I don’t want to be tied to the drama. I got too much to lose,” I heard the familiar voice say as she laid the phone on the table.

“Thank you for helping her, she really is anxious to make it right with her sister when she gets out,” Rebecca said grabbing Logan’s formula putting it in her baby bag.

The damn judge….She was the reason for that shit show the other day.

“That’s good and all but I put in a no contact order in the paperwork for a reason. I truly feel she meant what she did and her actions alone warranted life in prison, but I helped you for old time sakes,” he said sounding seemingly disappointed with himself.

“I---We appreciate this so much, she’s going to stay out of trouble when she gets out and we won’t bother you again.”

I was physically ill, this was sick.

“I don’t know what hold your daughter has over you…But if this goes bad, it’s on your head. It would be in her best interest to just leave Kara be,” he said as she shook her head.

“I will handle Kara; she will come around and see Tia was just going through a lot and didn’t mean to hurt her. I just know by the time it’s time for Tia to get out, they will have reconnected, and Kara will be calling you to cancel that no contact order.”

This woman has lost it, like needs to sit on someone’s couch…ASAP. Hearing enough, I quietly retraced my steps finally finding my way back in the entrance of the house pretending I had just arrived.

“Rebecca, I’m here to get Logan!” I said a little louder as I heard her scrambling round the kitchen.

“She’s upstairs, I’ll get her,” she yelled as I shook my head.

I can’t believe she sold out her own daughter to protect the other one that tried to kill her. She and Tia are really one in the same she just masks her dirt.

It seemed like it took forever, but finally she brought Logan downstairs.

“Oh, baby girl I missed you,” I whispered as she placed a dozing Logan in my arms. “I put her formula in the bag, and she’s already had a bottle. She should be asleep before you get back home,” Rebecca said as I smiled at my little light.

That’s what she was to us, no matter how she was conceived, our little light.

“You can pick her up at Roman’s on Thursday. I’ll leave you to your nana break and see you tomorrow at dinner,” I said grabbing Logan’s diaper bag quickly wanting to get the hell outta dodge.

“Ok, we’ll see you then and enjoy her,” she said giving Logan a kiss on the forehead.

“Oh, we will,” I said making my way out of the house, thankful she didn’t follow me out. After strapping logan in her car seat I rushed to get back in the car to call Trin but got no answer, then I remembered she had a signing to do today.

“Hey sweetie, I forgot you had a signing, and I know ya’ll gotta help out Josh tonight. I’ll just see you tomorrow at dinner. You and Jonathon be safe, love ya’ll.”

I guess I’m on my own with this one, but I know one thing, Kara will know about the shady shit her mama did and I’mma make Rebecca tells her if it’s the last thing I do.

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Pensacola, FL

Jey’s House

Kayla’s POV

Getting out of the shower I felt refreshed as I dried off. Looking at myself in the mirror I felt different.. Today was amazing, we had our balcony picnic date. It was simple, beautiful, and was everything.  Pizza, wine, and some of my favorite snacks had been on the menu.

The ocean serving as our backdrop and music as the waves crashed upon the shore due to a storm heading our way. We even went on a walk on the beach and watched the sunset before we got rained out. Hence the shower I just took.

I still hadn’t told Jey how I felt but today just solidified it even more. I was deeply in love with this man.

“You ok in there Kara?” Jey asked knocking on the door as I smiled.

“Yea, I’m good I’ll be out in a second,” I said dressing my wound. Thank God it’s finally healing and not hurting as much.  Slipping on one of Jey’s shirts, I cut off the lights as I headed back into the bedroom, frowning when I didn’t see him.

“Jey-”

“I’m out here on the balcony, wait I’mma come get you,” he said as I smiled at the thought of going back out there.

“What have you done now?” I asked as he smiled clad only in a pair of shorts. “This is part two of your balcony picnic date, Ma,” he whispered offering me his hand as I anxiously took it.

“Aww it’s so pretty….Wait where did all this come from?” I gasped as he led me back out on the balcony. “Told you I wasn’t done yet, do you like it?”

“I love it but how did you do it? We been out here all day and I know I ain’t seen no bed out here earlier.” I said as he laughed.

“A couple of lil birdies did it when we went for a walk on the beach. This is your new study area for when you come to visit.” he said as I blushed looking at the bed on the balcony surrounded by pillows and the beautiful string lights above it.

“I can’t believe you did all this,” I said as he smiled, laying down beckoning me to him with his finger.

“Come on down here, Ma, I owe you a movie.” Not needing to be told twice, I climbed in bed and got comfortable in his arms.

“You know, I’ve always loved staying here.  I could fall asleep out here just listening to the ocean, and now you done put a bed out here. You know it’s a wrap right, I may never leave,” I sighed, welcoming his lips as he placed a gentle kiss on the hollow of my neck. as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders pulling him closer.

“Maybe that was my plan, kidnap you, and never let you leave,” he said as I relaxed wanting to feel more of him as his hands caressed my bare thighs.

“You can’t kidnap the willing,” I moaned, his fingers feeling so good but I winced slightly as Jey looked at me with worry.

“Are you ok?” He asked as I nodded not wanting him to stop. “Kara, let me can get up, I’on  wanna hurt you,” he said trying to sit up as I grabbed his Cuban link holding him in place.

“I’m fine, don’t you dare move,” I said as he smiled, rolling over on his back wrapping me up in his arms.

“Ok, this is a good compromise too,” I moaned getting comfortable as the pain in my chest subsided. “I know it is, stubborn ass,” Jey chuckled, reaching up to turn off the lights and starting the movie projector.

“What are we watching?” I asked, as he gently pulled one of my legs across his lap before covering us up with a blanket.

“You’ll see,” he whispered stealing a kiss as I squealed hearing the opening credits to Dirty Dancing as he laughed.

“The stuff I do for you, woman.”

“I love this movie!”

“I know, I remembered how excited you was at the hospital that night it came on. Then you got mad and almost made me switch the channel.”

“Hey, I was ready for the love scene, and they cut it… Just plain blasphemous, but I took one for the team because one simply doesn’t change the channel when Patrick Swayze is blessing your TV screen.” I said as he raised his eyebrow at me.

“I’ll try to keep that in mind,” he joked as we settled in to watch the movie under the stars.

See Jey knew my love languages and I loved that. He knew what mattered, it wasn’t diamonds and pearls, or even money. It was spending quality time, it was physical touch, and creating memories with the ones you love. Jey’s love languages were a mixture of my mine. He loved to please and do for those he loved.

 He made sure every day to tell and show you how much you mean to him, and he only wanted the same in return and rightfully so.

“I’m glad you had fun and loved everything,” he said pulling me closer.

“I really did, and I hope you know I don’t just be hugged up with just anybody now,” I said as he looked down at me with a smile, catching on to what I was saying.

“Well, I don’t just do balcony picnics dates for just anybody either.” His lips close to mine as my heart pounded loudly against my chest.

“I have to warn you, I only do things like this with my man,” I whispered, as our lips finally meeting in a short, deep passionate kiss.

“And I only do things like this with my lady.” he moaned as our lips found each other once again as our kisses becoming more passionate by the second.

“For us,” Jey moaned against my lips as I whimpered against him.

“For us.”

“You sure?” He rasped pulling back slightly, watching me closely through low hooded eyes.

“I’m sure…I’ve never been sure of anything in my life,” I said as Jey caressed my face.

 “Forever my lady,” he whispered as his lips descended upon mine as I felt like I was flying. We were finally here at last and it felt so good. Breaking our kiss to catch our breaths.

“Ma, we can wait…I-I don’t want to hurt you,” Jey moaned, his beautiful brown eyes growing darker as I moved his hand slowly down to the hem of my shirt.

“You won’t, I trust you,” I gasped as his resolve crumbling taking me in a searing kiss, only releasing me from his grasp to remove my shirt.

“Your so beautiful, he whispered in awe as I blushed under his powerful serenading gaze.

Like a moth to a flame, I craved his touch and trembled with anticipation as he towered over me. The pain in my chest a distant memory, laying on my back as Jey took his time exploring my body.

His powerful hands grasping mine, bringing them to his chest as I felt his heart racing.

“I want you to feel what you do to me,” he said licking his lips as I groaned, biting my lower lip as he thrusted my hips against his dick that was straining against his shorts begging for release.

His hands controlling every sensual buck of my hips against his dick as it continued to grow longer and harder.

“Mmm, I feel it,” I gasped, his lips capturing mine in an earth-shattering kiss as my hands anxiously helped him remove his shorts.

“Not yet aulelei,” he moaned grabbing my hands gently pining them to the bed. His kisses moved to my neck, my heart racing as he caressed my breasts, being careful of my bandage.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“Yes, please,” I pleaded entangling my fingers in his hair as he gently suckled at my breasts taking his time with each one giving them equal attention holding my gaze as I fought back a moan.

“Mm, you sensitive huh,” he whispered with a smirk as I blushed. His lips lovingly kissing and nibbling down my body, teasingly as I fought to get ahold of myself but I was gone…

“Jey, don’t stop,” I gasped, my body trembling in anticipation of what was next to come.

 His eyes darkening as kissed the top of my mound gazing up at me with low eyes licking his lips as he descended lower. “I don’t plan too,” he whispered as I purred in appreciation.

Jey’s POV

Damn, I’m drunk…Drunk in love her intoxicating sent as I kissed the plush beautiful lips between her thighs, as Kara’s legs began to quiver.

“P- Please, Jey,” Kara as I groaned as I felt my dick get even harder.

"Fuck, all this for me aulelei? Tell me?” I moaned as her eyes met mine.

“Yes! Mmm, you know it is,” Kara gasped as I flattened my tongue and gently licked her slit, unable to stop the moan that rasped from my lips as the first drop of her sweet nectar coated my tongue.

“Mmm, I knew you’d taste like honey…. You done fucked around and created a monster, Ma,” I moaned, snatching her hips to my mouth as I swirled my tongue against her clit, commencing to drown in her.

“Jey, shit!” Kara gasped down at me in shock as I smirked.  The beautiful catch in her throat as I pleased her had me on demon time. I needed more…Much more and only she could give me what I wanted.

 “I- Mmm-” Kara moaned, trying to push my head away as I Ignored her plea intertwining our hands together, moving my tongue faster against her wet hot center.

“Stop runnin’, cause’ you deserve dis nut…..You understand me?”

Kara nodded, unable to speak. “Tell me you understand aulelei ?”

“I-I understand,” Kara whimpered as I moaned “Ain’t no stoppin’ Kara….Ain’t no stoppin’ till you nut in my mouth like a good girl,” I breathed against her pussy before going back to the task at hand.

“Fuck!..Oouu Josh, shit!” She moaned, her trembling legs over my shoulder as she sat up slightly panting in disbelief.

“Yea, you wit a real one now, moan my name baby. Damn, you makin’ my dick even harder just thinkin’ bout you nuttin’ in my mouth,” I confessed, knowing my words were encouraging her to get what she wanted…What we both needed.

“Mmm, I need it so bad,” Kara moaned moving her hips against my tongue. “Mmhm, so do I baby…. Dat’s it, you doin’ so good”

“Joshjoshjosh Mmhm!”

“Mmhm, get what’s yours. Fuck, you look so sexy chasin’ yo’ nut,” I moaned as she bit her lower lip, gripping the back of my head riding my face.

 “Babe! Kara exclaimed as she exploded in my mouth. Her beautiful face and the swivel of her hips as she rode out her orgasm were a thing of beauty.

I couldn’t get enough of her as I greedily drank her essence with a hearty moan as she writhed on the bed trying to catch her breath.  

Yea, I did dat…Fuck, I wanna keep her this way forever.

Crawling up her body, her flush face welcomed me as she grasped my Cuban link kissing me with urgency as I groaned nipping at her bottom lip.

“Mmm, you taste yourself?….You taste good, don’t you?” I groaned as Kara whimpered against my lips. Her trembling hand, reaching down between us grabbing my dick placing the tip at her entrance as I moaned trying to control myself.

“Mmm, tell me what you need,” I moaned, Kara pulling me closing whispering three words that made ignited an even deeper fire within me. “You inside me,” she gasped breathlessly as I  gave in, her tight warmth surrounding me, welcoming me home.

“Shit, Kara,” I groaned trying to take my time knowing she was still hurt, but she was making it hard. I wanted to sink inside her and get lost.  

“It’s ok,” she moaned, pulling me closer. A collective gasp of undeniable pleasure from us both filled the air as I filled her to the hilt.  

Kara’s POV

The sweat gathered at his brow as he’s trying to maintain his composure slowly beginning to thrust inside me as I craved more. “Mmm, faster.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jey moaned as I nodded not particularly caring, he felt so good, and I wanted him closer but I knew him.

“Your not,” I gasped as he gripped my hips gently once again surging forward as we both groaned at the sensation.

“I’mma take my time….Make love to you,” Jey whispered burying his head in the hollow of my neck, tilting his weight on his elbows, thrusting at a new angle that rendered me whimpering mess as he showered my neck with kisses.

“Damn, found my first spot,” he groaned as I began meeting his thrusts, feeling the pressure building with each caress, every lick and thrust we got lost in each other.

Something was different, this wasn’t sex like it was all those months ago on Roman’s bus.  This was different, we were making love and it felt so good.

With each swivel of his hips, he went deeper and deeper, our lips meeting in a familiar dance as our tongues sensually stroked each other.

The smell of rain and the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore made the moment even more special.

Each second, body to body, skin to skin we climbed higher and higher together as Jey carefully rolled onto his back, shifting me onto my side, trying to take some pressure off of my chest but never stopping his gently thrusts.

A strangled moan escaped my lips at the new position as Jey wrapped one arm around my chest, the other placing one of my leg over his as I trembled in his arms.

“It’s just us…. Stop being shy, ma,” he rasped against my ear thrusting at a steadier pace.

“Mmm, you feel so good. I need it so bad, Josh!” I cried as he growled nipping at my neck as tears sprang to my eyes from the immense pleasure.

“I know baby, me too, I need you to cum for me…You gon’ give me what I want, ain’t you?”

“Yes! I’m close, don’t stop,” my desperate cries silenced as he grasped my throat bringing my mouth to his in a scorching kiss, as I writhed in need against him.  His other hand to toying with my clit.

“You gon’ cum for me, like a good girl?” Jey asked already knowing the answer, his thrusts and breathing more uneven as I pulsed around him.

“Mmm,Yes.”

“Louder, Ma.”

“Yes! I’mma cum like a good girl, I promise,” I cried unashamed. He was dickin’ my ass down and it felt so damn good.

“Yea…Let it go, Ma. Damn, you so feel good,” he murmured against my lips.

“Josh! Fuck!” I cried coming undone in his arms. “Mmm, fuck yea look at you cummin’ just for me,” Jey praised pulling out, rubbing his dick against my clit.  “Mmm, put it back in,” I begged truly drunk on him at this point, and I wanted all he had to give.

Jey’s POV

“Uh huh, I know baby, dat pussy quivering. You need some more of dis dick don’t you?” I groaned turned on as fuck as Kara reached down, moving my hand, grasping my dick rubbing against her clit before sliding the tip back inside her.

“Take what you want, I’m yours.”

 “I want more,” Kara purred guiding my dick back inside her as we both gasped as we became one again….

“Fuck, yea…Put dat dick back in for daddy and get you another nut I moaned as we moved against each other in sync.

 “I- I want you to cum now.” Kara whimpered against me as I felt a her tight pussy swallowing my dick like a champ. Fuck, I wasn’t gon’ last too much longer.

 “Hold on, we both gon’ get this next nut together,” I groaned on a mission thrusting harder. “Josh- Wh-”

“Just breathe, ma…Let it take over, I promise its gon’ feel so good,” I whispered nibbling on her ear as I felt her relax. “Baby….Baby…Mm, Josh,” Kara gasped.

“Yea..I’m right here Kara, I got you.”

“What are you doing to me?” Kara groaned trying to hide her face but I refused to let her. Grabbing her chin, making her look at me.

“I’ll tell you what I’m doin’…..I’m makin’ love to the woman I love,” I declared, continuing to get lost inside her.

“I love you,” Kara moaned as our lips met in a sloppy kiss as she took my hand and placed it on her clit, and guiding my hand in a figure eight motion as she began steadily throwing her ass back on my dick to match my deep hard thrust.

“Shit! I love you more. …Now be my good girl, and cum for me…Fuck you doin’ so good, ma,” I moaned.

“Jey! Mmm, fuck!” Kara screamed as I felt her pulsing around my dick.

“Uh huh, I know it baby, I feel it.”

“Cum with me.”

 “Can I cum inside you?” I groaned thrusting harder praying she would say yes. “Yes, I want you too Josh,” she whimpered as her head fell back against my shoulder in shock as she fell over the cliff of extasy, taking me with her as I groaned in triumph holding her trembling body against mine as I came and stilled inside her.

The sounds of the rain hitting the roof, along with our heavy breathing filled the night air. Neither one of us said anything for a few minutes, too stunned to speak.

 “Damn, that was insane,” I whispered, finally somewhat regaining my composure as Kara rolled onto her back still trying to catch her breath.

“Best balcony picnic date ever,” Kara said with a relaxed smile as I gently kissed her lips.

“No regrets,” I whispered as Kara caressed my beard. “No regrets.”

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Roman's House

Janice's POV

"Mama, I can't believe he posted this," Roman said as I leaned over his shoulder to look at his phone.

"Aww that was nice Joshua did that for Kara," I said as Roman rolled his eyes.

Mama-"

"What it's very sweet."

"What about the blanket hanging off the bed mama? He's being messy, in so many words sayin' he slept with Kara," Roman said as I frowned at him.

"Roman they could have been cuddling watching movies for all we know, but in the end, it isn't your business what Kara does."

"I know, but can people give me time to deal with what I lost? I lost my wife and now she's with my cousin." Roman said slightly raising his voice.

"Roman, Kara isn't going to put her life on hold to make you feel better. I had something to tell you, but I see you aren't in the right frame of mind to hear it right now." I said choosing to not pass on the new information I found out at Rebecca's today. He'll find out tomorrow like everyone else.

"No I'm not in a good head space, but I will be when I get some air," Roman said as I got up and stood by the kitchen door.

"No you ain't because you're going to end up at Josh's and I'm not letting you do that to Kara or yourself," I said putting my foot down.

"I just need some air, mama, please move," Roman pleaded as I refused to move.

"The last time you went out to get some air you ended up in Boston and could have got yourself killed, so no I ain't moving."I cried. Roman was at his breaking point, but he needed to get all this shit out. He was holding too much in.

"What do you want from me?!" Roman yelled as I pulled him into my arms giving him a much needed hug as his arms tightened around me.

"I want you to let it go, baby...Let that guilt go and free yourself, it's almost been a year." I said trying to get through to him.

"I lost her and I can't fix it," Roman said his voice breaking as rubbed his back. "Some things aren't meant to be fixed Roman...We just own up to our mistakes and take it one day at a time," I said as he pulled away wiping his tears.

"I know I gotta let her go, mama. My mind tells me that every day but my heart ain't caught up yet," Roman said sitting back down and looking at his phone.

"It will...Just give yourself time," I said as we heard Logan cry over the baby monitor.

"I got her, you went the last time," Roman said going to check on Logan leaving his phone on the table.

Picking it up I looked at Josh's post and smiled.

"Gon' head Joshua," I muttered truly happy that Kara was moving on and being loved how she deserved to be.

The thought of tomorrow suddenly crept back into my mind. I hated to disrupt the dinner tomorrow but I couldn't let this betrayal stay hidden.

Kara needed to know there was more than one enemy she needed protection from. I just never in my wildest dreams thought it would be her own mother.

Tomorrow Rebecca is coming clean or i'mma do it myself.

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Pairing: Minho x Reader x Chan

Genre: FWB, EX FWB

Warning: None

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Previous Chapters

That morning you woke up feeling like the absolute worst version of yourself. You hated the way you had been acting, and the things you had been doing with Minho. It seemed like he truly brought out the worst in you and you needed to avoid him and be honest with Chan which made you feel extremely uneasy.

“Hey you.” Chan smiles as he stands outside your front door.

“Hey.” You smile. “I could have met you there.” You giggle. That would have been better, because once you're honest with him, who knows if you'll end up having a ride home.

“Where would the fun in that be?” He laughs, grabbing your bag from your hand, before taking your hand with his other one, bringing you out to the car. He opens the car door for you, letting you slide in before he closes it and puts your bag in the back seat.

As Chan gets into the driver's seat, he pulls away from your apartment building, smiling widely as he makes the drive towards the beach as happy as can be, while you sit there, twiddling your thumbs, your stomach riddled with anxiety. The drive to the beach wasn't nearly long enough for you to fully decide what you were going to do. Did you tell him? Did you tell him all about Minho, every single dirty, disgusting, immoral thing you did and let that man do to you, or did you keep your mouth quiet and try to fix it all on your own? You really liked Chan and the thought of him telling you that he didn't want anything to do with you, was terrifying but you also didn't want to start anything off with him by lying to him about Minho.

Even if you didn't want to, you knew what you needed to do, and you would take whatever he gave to you because whatever he gives you is what you deserve.

“Are you okay?” Chan asks as he sets up the blanket on the sand, setting down your bag and the cooler of goodies he brought along.

“I need to tell you something.” You whisper, hanging your head down.

“Hey, Y/N.” Chan says, sliding his finger under your chin to lift your head. “Whatever you need to tell me, it'll be okay. I promise.” He smiles.

“I don't know about that. Honestly I'm scared to tell you about it. I don't want you to judge me.. hate me.. not want anything to do with me.” You sigh.

“You're starting to scare me now.” Chan chuckles. “Tell me.”

You take a deep breath, trying to figure out where to start, but you figured the beginning would likely be the best.

“It all started over two years ago..” you begin.

Chan sits there's, listening to your every word, explaining how Minho would treat you, how he would use you, the things he would say to you. “and then que Jennie.. right after he told me he didn't want to settle down..” you continue. Explaining how you thought he used her to make you jealous, but you didn't want to care anymore and you didn't want to be involved with him anymore, but at the same time you hoped and prayed that he was going to change, that he would finally realize his feelings for you and move on with you and be the man you deserved. “and then.. he was over last night.. using me.. again when you called.. and I feel so fucking terrible about that. I'm the worst person ever and if you wanted nothing to do with me after this I would completely understand.” You breathe, using all your breath to get out the last bits of the story.

“Okay, okay, okay.” Chan says, waving his hands around. “First of all, we're hanging out and getting to know each other, but Y/N, we're not exclusive, yet. Do I like that you've been sleeping with someone else? No, but I understand. I get the inability to quit someone, thing. Maybe not to that extent but I do understand.” He says. You drop your head down again, sniffling. “I appreciate the honesty from you, beautiful. And I'm sorry you've been dealing with that. That's not how someone who cares about you is supposed to treat you. I gotta ask though, why didn't you tell me sooner?” He asks.

“I was embarrassed. I didn't want to accept that it was how he was going to always treat me. Like I said, I guess I hoped that eventually I could change his mind or he would figure out how he truly felt for me. But it's clear that it's never going to change. And he is never going to change.” You say.

“So what is it that you want?” He asks.

“It's you. I want to be with you. And I want him out of my life, but he doesn't seem to take me seriously when I tell him I'm done.” You tell him.

“So, how can I help…” He begins, until you cut him off.

“Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me.” You yell. Chan turns his head to look where you're staring, where he sees a man and a woman holding hands, walking towards the beach.

“Is that?” He asks, turning his head to look at you before back at the couple. “Is that him?” He asks.

You can feel your tears forming in your eyes. Why does Minho continue to try and ruin this shit for you?

“Yeah.” You whisper. “Can we just go?” You wonder.

“Nope. We're gonna stay right here, and we're going to enjoy our day and not let that dickweed ruin our date.” He smiles, opening up the cooler, handing you a drink and one of your favorite snacks. It didn't take long for Chan to have you giggling, all your worries, your fears, anxieties and doubts floated away the more time you spent with Chan on this beach. You had almost forgotten that Minho was there, that he was trying to ruin your perfectly good time with Chan. You're laughing as you go to take a sip of the champagne he packed, when a volleyball comes flying over, smacking you directly in the face, spilling your drink all over you.

“Shit, are you okay?” Chan asks you, grabbing some napkins to help you clean up.

“Ah, Y/N. That was you?” A familiar voice says, running up to your blanket. He stops, kicking sand all over the blanket and all over the food that Chan had packed.

“What the fuck, man?” Chan snaps, standing up. Minho laughs, putting his hands up.

“That was an accident.” Minho says, laughing again.

“Yeah, it really looked like it.” Chan snaps.

“Okay, that's enough.” You snap, pushing Minho away. “Go the fuck away. And leave us alone.” You yell before turning back around to Chan.

“So he's your newest conquest then, Y/N?” Minho yells. “What, is he gonna be the next one you cry about not loving you back?” Minho laughs. You stare at him, your mouth dropping open. You turn away from him, not seeing the instant guilt wash over his face as you walk away from him.

“Please. Can we please leave.” You cry.

“Nah, fuck him.” Chan snaps, storming towards Minho. Chan raises his fist and swings, hitting Minho square in the face, knocking him back.

“Stay away from me.” Chan snaps. “And stay far the fuck away from Y/N.”

Chan walks back to, grabbing onto an inconsolable you, leaving all the ruined things on the beach, only grabbing your bag and taking you back to the car.

“I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.” You whimper. “Please just take me home.”

“No. I can't do that in the state you're in. Plus he doesn't know where I live. Let me take care of you.” He smiles at you, grabbing your hand. “Please?”

You force a smile, nodding your head as Chan reaches over, grabbing your hand and you felt almost like everything was going to be okay.

[babymex]

Someone asked what bimbo!reader would wear on a daily, I deleted the ask on accident😭

I definitely see her wearing something like this on a daily. She loves her short skirts and isn’t really into anything denim.

𝝑୧ She’s so confident in the way she dresses and doesn’t give a fuck about what anyone else says because she knows she’s eatinggg up every outfit!

Her man also looovess the confidence she has every time she dresses up because that’s their girl and you best believe he’s gonna stick by you. No one will even breathe or throw a comment your way because your big, strong man scares everyone off.

She’s always shy and giggly but a bad bitch at the same time and weak at the knees every time your man compliments you and spends the whole day grabbing every part of you they can get their hands on. 𝝑୧

[sirenedeslily]

mine (chris sturniolo) ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

he’s a model, and she's a member of one of the world's most beloved girl groups, aespa. this is extremely niche and literally no one has asked for this.. don’t pay attention to the dates btw, they’re not an accurate portrayal of the timeline 😭 this is the stupidest shit i’ve ever done LMAO

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lucidreamyn thank you @viviennewestwood 💋

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tayrussel ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

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aespoppy MY GISELLYN HEART

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txtbtsislife ???? 😡

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txtbtsislife @amyriha_43 She can’t date anyone but Karina

stargirl.int @btstxtislife mind you.. he’s a twink 🤗

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ynnnnn_44 @chrisbbmama who’s Chris??

bunnyfawn1 @ynnnnn_44 he’s a really famous model

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fionapplerider saw the finest guy.. i MUST have him

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keehoe3000 did u get his number😭😭

fionnapplerider well…. 🧍🏻‍♀️ no….

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stupidcheesekat you scare me yn..

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iheartsosa i love my bitch crazy

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keehoe3000 there’s crazy n then there’s yn..

damuncher Padded walls and chained sweater crazy😭

iheartsosa That yn kim meal is delish boys, the craziest thing ab her is that 🐱

bratxcxbitch Disgust..

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iheartsosa I’m sorry gang ): this shit is actually gas bruh

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iheartsosa Right back at you idiot

Hold onto your hats, K-Pop fans and fashionistas! It looks like there’s a new power couple heating up the streets of New York. K-Pop sensation YN Kim and model Chris Sturniolo were allegedly caught sharing an intimate kiss following the glitzy “Chrome Heart” grand opening. 📸💥

These two first crossed paths at the “Vivienne Westwood” runway show in Los Angeles, where sparks must have flown. Chris even confessed on the Zach Sang Show that YN Kim is his “ideal type.” Since then, it’s been all quiet on the western front with just a few minor interactions here and there.

But all that changed tonight! A sneaky paparazzo caught YN and Chris not only locking lips but also walking hand-in-hand through the Big Apple. Is this the start of something major? We’ll be keeping a close eye on these two! Stay tuned for the latest scoop! 💋🗽

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aespaupdates @christophersturniolo posting an aespa song via his instagram story 👀💋

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yniemylove IS THIS A FAWKING SOFT LAUNCH?!?

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lolololololol idk

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awespamom grown woman mind you..

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[prettypinklass]

Persona 3 and Persona 4 are funny to sort timelines for because there is a one(1) year gap between the games. Now if you push p4 back by one year and put Minato in Inaba-

Im putting a cut here because spoilers for both games

Nyx gets chased off and not even a year later Izanami goes "its free real estate" lol

So Minato lives for unspecified reasons and (reluctantly) moves back to Inaba after the events of P3. He takes Koromaru with him (you can pry them as a duo from my cold dead hands) and attends Yasogami for his final year of high school. Which sucks because a. all his friends are at Gekkoukan and b. Yasogami is a terrible school and Inaba is a small town. He's losing his mind out here gang

Anyway then the midnight channel shows up and it hasn't even been a year since the dark hour vanished so you can imagine how upset he is about this. But he's way too nice so of course when he finds out a group of underclassmen have taken it upon themselves to fight shadows and solve the murder case he and Koromaru end up involved.

Dynamics with the investigation team include:

Yu Narukami - consistently on the same bullshit wavelength and nobody knows how (its the Wild Card Wavelength)

Yosuke Hanamura - punches him at least once for the internalized homophobia but they bond over music

Teddie - he reminds him of Aigis a bit. Trying to teach him to be Better then what he learns from Yosuke

Chie Satonaka - she reminds him of Yukari and its terrifying

Yukiko Amagi - you never fuck with the healers (also a bit scared of her)

Kanji Tatsumi - thinks hes cool. likes his dolls. would also like him to leave Koromaru alone

Rise Kujikawa - MUSIC BUDDIES!! Rise makes fun of him but she gets away with it (he is nothing if not respectful of the navigators who can make or break a fight)

Naoto Shirogane - siblings. arisato/shirogane family au my beloved

Entertaining scenarios include

"Why does your dog have a knife" "He likes them" "arf!"

"What do you mean I dont need to shoot myself in here"

Minato participating in the drag pageant

Elizabeth and Margaret sharing a velvet room for an extended period of time

Mitsuru in the background getting gray hairs because "minato what the fuck do you mean theres shadows in inaba"

Social link to explore Minato's character more

The exchange with Gekkoukan is 10x more entertaining if Minato is there to both comment on the love hotel he almost died in once and be friends with half the students at Gekkoukan

Anyway thats my au proposal

[lunarflux]

A quick rant about HOTDtok

Obviously, season 2 episode 2 dropped yesterday, and as expected Tiktok rolled in with the edits and reactions. However, it is honestly... shocking to me how mean people (so far I've only seen girls, but that's just my FYP) are being about Aemond's scene in the brothel.

Yeah, it was shocking seeing him so exposed, and I wasn't expecting him to look like that but that was my reaction because... I've never once tried to imagine Ewan Mitchell naked?? But people saying it was a jump scare and comments saying "What do the Aemond girlies have to say now" or "People boutta regret all these Aemond thirst traps"...

I'm sorry... It can't just be me, but I absolutely love Aemond's character because he's complex as fuck. It's the same reason why the Draco girlies exist. Objectively, Tom Felton isn't conventionally handsome nor is he a 10/10 visually, but the way he and Ewan play those characters with subtle facial cues and pained body language made me appreciate the depth behind that character's canon backstory. I like Aemond because most of what the audience knows ONLY the audience knows. That scene in the brothel was not meant to be used as a thirst trap; we were meant to see a young man crawling back to the woman who "turned him into a man" at a very early age. Not only is he dealing with unhealthy habits with sex and love, but he clearly lacks the emotional development that would only have been taught by his mother--also abundantly clear with how the only form of affection you see from Alicent towards her children is gripping Helaena's leg during the funeral. Aemond knows nothing about gentle intimacy, and the fact that he feels like he can only speak his mind with the woman who basically SA'd him is a testament to how his innocence was taken in the Street of Silk and his innocence is still there. That was the last place he was naive and young, and so it's only within those walls that he feels he can act out those emotions and speak his mind.

That scene is supposed to be uncomfortable. It wasn't fan service for the Aemond girlies; it was supposed to show us that Aemond, as dark and alluring as he is, is so in pain all the fucking time. As an Aemond girlie myself, all it did was solidify how much I loved this character because seeing him like that just broke my heart. I wouldn't have been surprised if we got a similar scene like this for Aegon. And for a person like Aemond who was never coddled, this body type actually makes sense. I wouldn't expect him to be buff or a sex god.

But for people to keep joking that it was a jump scare and how the people who love Aemond will regret it... I mean, how shallow is that notion.

Sorry, this is so out of character for me to put this on my writing page, but every time one of these videos rolls across my FYP, I just get so annoyed. Body shaming is one thing, but all the assumptions that Aemond fans will suddenly retreat because of that scene is so stupid. I feel like all my feelings on this subject are so apparent with how I write his character in my fic.

[chloe-caulfield94]

The theme of finding confidence in Life is Strange S1

An important theme of Season 1 is learning to find one’s strength and confidence. Before being reunited with Chloe, Max struggled with self-doubt, lack of confidence and propensity to constantly second-guess herself. She was so unsure of her worth that she couldn’t even submit a photograph for a silly school contest, choosing to rip it up instead of putting a part of herself up for others to see (and judge).

That dreadful feeling of inadequacy impacted all facets of Max’s life. The reactions Max’s classmates have when she chats them up in Episode 1 show that over a month into the school year, her self-doubt and lack of confidence prevented her from making any serious social headways.

Juliet: “You never talk. Just zone out with your camera”.

Dana: “Max, you’re smart to be a loner here”.

Stella: “Hey, I know you. You're the new quiet girl in Jefferson’s class”.

How is it even possible that the same girl, scared of taking part in school contests and with a reputation for being a quiet loner, barely four days later told a serial killer to “eat shit and die” while bound in his torture chamber, before driving a stolen car through a hurricane?

What happened to her in the meantime? Or rather WHO happened to her in the meantime?

Throughout the week, on multiple occasions Chloe gave Max exactly the sort of life advice she needed to hear.

Chloe: “It’s time to start moving forward in time”.

Chloe: “Stop being so goddamn humble. You're like the smartest, most talented person I've ever known”.

Chloe: “Once you get over yourself, you're going to make the world bow”.

Max: “I can’t even submit my photo to represent. I just don’t want to be rejected”.

Chloe: “Every great artist gets rejected before they get accepted. So you have to enter a photo”.

Max: “I’d rather be a good photographer”.

Chloe: “You are! You just have to stop being afraid”.

Chloe: “You're kind and caring. Nobody could have a better best friend. Nobody!”

Chloe: “You need to accept how awesome you are”.

Chloe: “Stop beating yourself up, okay?”

Chloe: “You're Maxine Caulfield ... and you're amazing!”

Chloe’s advice was simple and straightforward, but that doesn’t make it any less helpful, wise or heartfelt. And the constant affirmation and praise must’ve been like manna from the heavens for someone struggling with feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt.

And Max was perfectly aware it was Chloe who had this profoundly positive influence on her life, filling her with courage and confidence, giving her the strength to fight her self-doubt.

Max: “As long as we’re together, I don’t feel afraid”.

Max: “As long as you’re there with me”.

Max: “I always wanted my life to be special, an adventure. But not without you!”

Max: “Your life has changed mine”.

On the 11th of October 2013 Max’s newly-found confidence was hanging in the balance. When she collapsed from exhaustion at the beach, the part of her mind containing her self-doubt and self-loathing struggled to regain control. Max’s nightmare is just that – her guilt, fear, resentment, low self-esteem and self-doubt fighting to overpower her mind. Those negative emotions are personified by the character of “Other Max”. Max’s nightmare is designed to make her second-guess all her choices, efforts and sacrifices.

Did I do the right thing? Is she worth all that? Does she really care about me? Would anyone ever want to be my friend if I didn’t have my power?

Max: “I only wanted to do the right thing”.

Other Max: “No, you only wanted to be popular! And once you got these amazing powers, your big plan was to trick people into thinking you give a rat’s ass”.

Other Max: “You were just looking for a shortcut, because you can’t make friends on your own”.

Other Max: “You fucked up time and space for your precious punk Chloe. You think she’s worth all that?”

Max: “Of course! She’s my best friend!”

Max: “This has to be my destiny to save her!”

Other Max: “Chloe trapped you with her drama”.

Other Max: “She’s just using you, dude”.

Other Max: “Do you really think she has any feelings for us?”

Life is Strange Season 1 is the story of Max Caulfield. Her quest to find her strength, confidence and courage. She does find it all in her. The question is, will she hang onto it, or will she throw it away?

By tearing up the butterfly photograph, Max conquers her fears and doubts. She refuses to be ruled by guilt. She holds on to her newly-found confidence. She accepts the consequences of her actions. She asserts she chose the best she could at every turn. She destroys the means to go back to the past, choosing instead to move forward in time.

By using the photograph to go back to Monday and to erase the entire week, Max capitulates before her self-doubt. She proves the “Other Max” right. She lets the darkest part of her mind dominate her. She chooses fear and doubt over confidence. She lets herself be ruled by guilt. She doubts the sincerity of her own motives, so she wants to take back everything she’s done in the past five days, unable to live with the consequences.

Max’s nightmare proves that Max is aware that it was her friendship with Chloe and her desire to save Chloe’s life which filled her with the strength and courage to move forward. When Max crosses the nightmare version of the junkyard, the only safe haven is a portion of Chloe’s hideout. The code Max has to input to escape is Chloe’s birthday – March the 11th. Max’s nightmare stops when Chloe shows up in the warped version of the Two Whales. In contrast to the warped vision of the world in Max’s nightmare, her memories of Chloe, which she goes through before waking up at the lighthouse, are pure. Unedited. Just the way they happened. There’s no anger, resentment and guilt when she goes through the memories of all the moments she shared with Chloe.

Look at the way Max behaves in both endings. Look at the utmost confidence on her face, in her gestures and in her voice when she refuses to sacrifice Chloe and destroys the photograph.

Chloe: “It’s time!”

Bae Max: “Not anymore!”

Contrast that with Max’s stammered “I don't want to do this” followed by crying, cowering in the corner, unable to look at the consequences of her actions even for a second should she choose to sacrifice Chloe.

Bay Max: “Chloe … I’m so, so sorry! I don’t want to do this!”

“Not anymore” versus “I don’t want to do this”. Standing tall versus cowering in fear.

I think it’s abundantly clear in which of the two endings Max succeeds in her quest to overcome her fears and doubts and to find courage and confidence and in which she fails, going back to ground zero not only in the emotional, but even in the physical sense.

You could attempt to argue that Max sacrificing her best friend would also be proof of Max having found her strength. But that would be completely missing the point. Max wasn’t looking for some misconstrued “strength” to be able to do anything, including taking a life, for “the greater good”. At no point Max tried to become a “hero” especially one who would ever say that “the hardest choices require the strongest wills”.

Max sought the strength to stop second-guessing every choice she made. Throughout the game we see Max’s propensity to do so. After every major choice, she begins to second-guess it, wondering if she did the right thing. But second-guessing yourself is no way to walk through life. The only thing you can demand from yourself is to always make the best decisions based on the information available to you at the time. Agonizing over your past choices in hindsight, based on information you couldn’t have known at the time, can only accomplish one thing – causing you torment and grief.

Based on the information available to Max on Monday, saving Chloe’s life was undisputably the right, good thing to do. It doesn’t matter that Max deduced on Friday saving Chloe’s life somehow set the Storm in motion. Because that information was impossible for Max to know on Monday, when the choice was made. And you can’t judge your actions, or the actions of others, based on information that was impossible to know when the action was undertaken. Max did the right thing by saving Chloe’s life on Monday. It would be wrong to take back that good deed. Taking back something good is an act of evil.

By tearing up the butterfly photograph, Max proves she learnt to stop second-guessing herself. That she learnt she can’t keep tormenting herself over her past choices based on information that was unavailable to her at the time.

By sacrificing Chloe Max proves that she will never stop second-guessing her choices. Not even for someone who is her “number one priority, the only thing that matters to her”. She will keep agonizing over every choice she makes. She will remain the quiet, zoned out loner, afraid of taking part in a silly school competition. It will prevent her from ever achieving anything.

Keep in mind, in the sacrifice Chloe ending, Max has zero input in the apprehension of Jefferson and Nathan. Her investigation is rendered pointless. Nathan is arrested on the scene of Chloe’s murder and immediately squeals on Jefferson, to get a better deal. They are both arrested on Monday. Max only regains her memories of the erased week on Friday, standing over Chloe’s coffin. Four days after Jefferson’s and Nathan’s arrest and the discovery of the Dark Room by the police. Kate’s life is saved because after the discovery of the Dark Room she is identified as one of the victims and provided with help. In the sacrifice Chloe ending Max’s role is reduced to sitting idly by while her friend is murdered. And that’s it. She does nothing else. She helps no one and she solves nothing. She has no role to play. She goes back to square one – being so crippled with self-doubt that she has no ability to affect the world around her. She remains so afraid of the consequences of her actions that it prevents her from accomplishing anything. In the sacrifice Chloe ending, the only thing resulting from the entire ordeal Max went through are her memories of the five days she spent with Chloe. The memories that nobody else, not even Chloe lying in a pool of her own blood with a bullet in her heart, remembers. The fact that in the sacrifice Chloe ending the only thing Max gains are a few memories she cannot even share with anyone, because she would be institutionalized if she did, shows that in that ending Max remains inwardly focused, closed off from the world. She remains unable to break out of her shell and interact with the real world, choosing to remain in the world of memories and fantasies.

[arolesbianism]

Hi sorry for disappearing but uhhh 25ji 👍 (<- not ok)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

how about that uhhhhh Fantasy Julie. she gets her sword <3 no one can take it from her <3

rambles:

SIKE you get an extra, lower quality doodle

SIKE AGAIN here's the rambles

yeah... i caved and gave her a tail... I'm Not Sorry! it's cute! i wanted to stick with her sorta flower motif - it's stronger in her princess look, since I imagine that when she was part of the royals she was very blatantly flower power based. it was her Thing!

but a Julie free of her noble shackles... she deserves her big sword. like yeah, she has flower magic, but who needs it when she has a Giant Blade??? on the royalty vein, and if we're classifying "rainbow monster" as a species, i feel like horn size/curve would be a status symbol of some kind. maybe Julie would have kept her horns filed short. but if she ran away from that life... longer horns! i like to imagine that they'll keep growing until she has a pair of Extra Weapons attached to her head! curved forward like mammoth tusks maybe!

i imagine that like Frank, she goes with minimal armor - range of movement over protection, yk? some scale mail over her front, a thick leather flower over her chest w/ scalloped leather pauldrons, wrist armor and metal knuckles! i'd think that the faux-suspenders include a back sheath for her sword... i wish i'd thought of that Before i finished the little ref! i don't feel like going back and editing!

i imagine that she was forced to cut her hair when it got caught in something (a gelatinous cube, mayhaps). it didn't look good! don't let anime and Mulan fool you! cutting your own hair with a blade will not look nice! but someone - Eddie, probably, he's good with scissors i'd assume - cleaned it up for her. and hey, it didn't look bad! plus, Julie probably liked being able to just tuck up her long strands into her hat when she's feeling a bit more like a Julius than a Julie!

it's been a fun challenge transforming their canon outfits into a similar variation with fantasy flavoring and twists! i want them to suit the setting but still maintain Themselves! Julie's was tough i gotta admit. i was messing around with the princess look and the fighter look side-by-side. it worked better when i sat back and thought "fighter Julie is Julie unrestrained. that version would be more aligned with her canon look"

i wanted her princess form to look Restrained! she has to be a ~delicate flower~, a noble woman, pristine and poised and very much a princess. soft colors, poofy clothing, bright white gloves that are not to be sullied. carefully bundled up hair! jewelry! that dress must be Heavy and hard to move in! her tail must be so cramped under there!

but Julie Unleashed? violent pinks! rose gold accents! short skirt so that she can sprint and Kick! fun boots that she can be active in and delight in watching them get dirty! her hair is free to whip in the wind and get caught in things! fun straps and Deadly Accessories! a sword that she stole from the royal armory on her way out the window! she has forearm wraps both to match Frank and to support her wrists!

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever

[imogenkol]

KINCADE PACK 🐺 (original works) — “The name goes back centuries, and all Miranda cares about is making sure it lasts for many more”

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[whatsaudreythinkingabout]

a little late to the party (at least on here) but

HERE SHE IS!!!

THAT’S MY BABY!!!

MY FUCKIN CINNAMON APPLE!!!

finally…blorbo from my shows…she’s back…