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[kingkatsuki]

Thinking about a silly accidental confession with Kaji, because you just know he would have an entire photo album dedicated to you on his phone!!

It wasn’t unusual for you and Kaji to share phones, even though you weren’t dating. Swapping devices so you could create each other custom playlists for whatever new artist you were listening to that week, or searching through each others sound cloud to try and find that song you’d heard playing in a local music venue before the show.

The pair of you were so comfortable with each other that you knew each others passcodes, a fact that Hiragi took great delight in when he’d found out. Claiming that you could find out all of Kaji’s deep, dark secrets— causing his best friend to shoot him a glare across the table as he bit down on the hard peach candy he’d been sucking to stop himself from throwing back a retort.

But Hiragi was right— there was a huge secret that he’d been hiding from you, and one he was certain he’d take to his grave because there was no way you’d ever feel the same.

Kaji had left his phone on the coffee table as he’d got up to use the bathroom, giving you the perfect opportunity to pick it up and unlock it like you usually would. Intent on adding a new song you’d found by a local artist to his current playlist in the hopes of being able to drag him to one of their shows later this month. Typing in the digits across the screen as it unlocked and you were met with his photo gallery, not wanting to pry or come across an accidental lewd (no matter how curious you were) as your thumb moved to swipe out of the app but you paused when you noticed it.

Row upon row of photos of you. Candids mostly— of you smiling while sitting across the table in Pothos from him, ones where you were walking ahead of him beside Tsubaki as he lingered back, or your face pressed against the glass of an arcade machine as you tried to aim for a plushie inside. Along with selfies the pair of you had taken together, some with the ridiculous Snapchat filters Kaji had sworn he despised and barked at you to delete— bunny ears or fake blush filters on his cheeks, along with individual selfies of yourself that you had sent to him. And there was even screenshots of your conversations, or flirty and silly memes you’d sent each other.

And that’s the moment you looked up at the title of the album to see “My Everything <3” typed out. Feeling your heart begin to swell inside your chest as you were certain it would exert pressure against your rib cage and burst free, he really did feel the same.

“What are you doin’?” Kaji flopped back down beside you on the couch, his thigh nudging yours as he glanced over to his phone in your hands as he saw it, and for the first time since held known you he tried to snatch his phone from between your fingers roughly, “Give that back.”

“No.” You held it out of his reach as Kaji practically leaned his entire body over you to try and retrieve it, leaving your faces inches from each others as you met his steel-blue gaze, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t think you felt the same,” His jaw locked as he tried to fight the awkward sensation that throbbed in his tummy, certain he’d ruined everything he already had with you because he had to go and catch feelings, “It’s stupid, I’m sorry I’ll delete it—”

“Why wouldn’t I?” You cut him off as you tilted your head to the side in confusion, and Kaji thought you looked so adorable it took every fiber of his being not to lean forward and smash his lips against yours.

“Why wouldn’t you what?” Kaji felt his throat start to tighten as his mouth felt dry, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly to try and quell the feeling. Wishing he had a lollipop between his lips to stop himself from exploding as he tried to focus.

“Why wouldn’t I feel the same?” You gave him a soft smile as you dropped his phone onto the couch beside you in favour of cradling his jaw in your palm, feeling him lean into your warmth as your thumb stroked his cheek, “Because you’re my everything too.”

And that was all it took to have Kaji bridging the gap as he pressed his lips to yours in a gentle kiss.

[powderpinkandsweeet]

Short thing on y’all sexting while Ellie’s on a trip. I like to be overstimulated so you do too. Minors and men don’t interact of course.

She checks her phone when she gets back to her hotel, seeing that she has a text from you. It says “check snap pls 😊” which made Ellie’s eyes widen. She never used snapchat unless you two were sending illicit photos back and forth.

Since Ellie was on the road in cheap hotels sharing a room with her buddies, she had only managed shower pics and silly selfies. Since you were at home, though, you could make a whole production out of it. She opened the app, seeing a number of old ignored snaps from old friends. By your icon, it showed a little purple notification indicating that you’d sent a video. It was hours ago, so Ellie was upset at herself for not checking her notifications more often.

Ellie went into the bathroom and locked the door, jiggling the handle multiple times to make sure it was locked. She leaned against the counter, putting in her headphones and opening the video. It was dark and you were filming with flash in the mirror. Your tits were out, and you were wearing a set of strings that could barely be called panties.

It proceeded to the next video, you were laid back in bed with your phone poised in one hand and a dildo in the other. Ellie recognized it as the cock she’d fucked you with countless times before with her harness. At least, she recognized the color of the base and part of the shaft that she could see thrusting in and out of your pussy.

Ellie unbuckled her belt to work her fingers under the band of her boxer briefs. She dipped the tip of her fingers into her pussy and smeared her wetness up to her clit to draw circles around it. Her breaths grew shallow and her core tensed as she felt her clit pulse.

She could hear your pants and moans coming through her headphones, the puffs of air crackling the microphone. You had it deep inside you, pumping it slowly in and out to caress the spot inside you that made you gush.

Ellie always knew she’d hit it with her fingers with how you’d clench around her and she could feel the wetness drip between her fingers and the crease of your ass. The sounds your pussy makes always make Ellie’s boxers wet. If she were there, Ellie would laugh and say that your pussy was talking to her, telling her what she likes. You would always whine in embarrassment and cover your face with your palms. You were always so cute in moments like this.

Your grip on the phone and the dildo in your hand were unsteady as you drew closer. Ellie could see your legs draw together as you pressed the cock all the way inside with your left hand. You let out a choked noise as your palm pushed it all the way inside, letting out a squeak as the tips of your fingers met the mattress below you. Ellie groaned with you as you rocked your hips against the fullness inside you.

Ellie pushed her middle and ring finger inside herself, feeling her tightness against her fingers. She curled her fingers and clenched her jaw as she circled her fingers inside herself. With fingers knuckle-deep in her pussy, Ellie rocked her hips up to grind against the base of her palm.

The next clip played as Ellie gripped her phone tightly in her hand. You held your legs together to hold Ellie’s cock inside you, gripping a vibrating wand in your shaking hand. You held its rumbling head against your clit as your legs trembled and you desperately tried to hold the phone in your right hand and keep filming.

Ellie bit her lip to hold in her voice as you ground against the cock. Her fingers quicken in her pussy in time with your moans. She wishes she could help you as you whimpered for more, plead to come, and squeal as the wand abuses your pussy.

She knows you’re about to come when your jaw drops and you go silent, gasping as your head throws back and the muscles of your thighs clench. Ellie pumps her fingers inside herself harder as her stomach tenses. You squeal that you’re going to come, and seconds later that you’re coming. You scream and your pussy gushes. In that moment, the heat between Ellie’s legs peaks and she comesright after you. She feels the wetness coating her hand as she rides it out.

The dildo pops out of you as your legs squirm and your hips rock against the bed, but you hold the wand steady against your clit. You moan and smile as you call Ellie’s name. Ellie keeps her fingers inside herself to rock against them. You giggle and slur out curses, not ready to stop the feeling yet. Your jaw drops as you reach your second orgasm with a whimper of “Ellieeee.” She wishes she were there to hold you through it and kiss your drooling mouth. So badly she wanted to reassure you and grip your breasts as you fucked yourself dumb.

She thought you’d be done, but of course without her there you’d be needy. You clicked the wands vibrations up one setting. Ellie watched with awe as you cried out her name and arched your back. The volume and pitch of your voice increased to a fever pitch and your eyes crossed. No longer able to form words, you only groaned and drooled as your pussy gushed against the vibrations on your pussy. At some point, you’d dropped the wand. You tiredly reached for the power button to turn off the vibrating head rested on your thigh. You fell back to the blankets and panted.

The next video came, a video of your face. You tiredly wish Ellie a goodnight even though she won’t be to bed for almost three more hours. “I miss you, Ellie. It’s just not the same without you… goodnight, I love you.” And you blow a kiss at the camera before the series of videos ends.

Ellie huffs out a breath, absolutely speechless. She had no idea how to respond.

6:58 PM - Ellie: omg 😳 so hot

6:59 PM - Ellie: that’s my girlfriend what

6:59 PM - Ellie: walk me on a leash

7:00 PM - Ellie: I miss youuu

7:00 PM - Ellie: miss your pussy too 😔🤤😍

[eccentricallygothic]

YOU KNOW PARTY GIRL? The fix you wrote with ari? 😭😭 it was SOO good OML..

I was wondering if you could make a tiny little imagine if that version of ari caught you running away to get out of punishment 🤭🤭

First of all, thank you so much for reading and enjoying Party Girl, I appreciate you popping in here to give me your sweet feedback! Now, of course I can do that. Punishment and bratting are my top kinks! I am aware this is rather late but I really hope you still enjoy!

Sorry Brat

Warning(s): Ddlg, power imbalance, Daddy!Ari, Baby!You, m!dom, f!sub, couple tussling, running kink, chase kink, minor spanking, allusions to corporal punishment, manhandling, Ari is a giant, age gap, pet names.

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"Oh, yes" much to your horror, Ari took your phone out from his other pocket now. "Your phone, how could I forget?" Unlocking the screen showing a picture of you two cuddled up on a camping trip, Ari tapped on your Snapchat app. "I am so proud of you for following all your rules and studying hard yesterday, baby" he said as he tapped through your many stories from last night before swiping to story settings to find him crossed out.  

You tried to speak but no words came out. How could they? When you had just been caught red handed like this? Ari wasn't stupid and the evidence of your delinquency laid right there in his huge palm.

So you did the only thing your mind deemed appropriate in the moment.

Wordlessly spinning towards the first route of escape you could calculate in this moment, it being the space between the large couch -that he was seated on- and the single seater placed beside it in a L shaped fashion, you pushed away the arm he had around your waist before you took off. 

Ari chuckled softly at your unrelenting audacity before he spread his muscular legs as he leaned back against the cushion after placing your phone on the coffee table. He turned his face in the direction you had dashed in, snaking his fingers through his luscious brown locks before he called out to you.  

“Really?” The male pushed the silky hair away from his face. “Let’s see how far you can get this time around, little bunny” yes, this wasn't the first time you had pulled this stunt. It was stupid. Because you already knew it was a futile attempt; a losing game before it had even begun. 

The first time you had done this, Ari had told you that he was inevitable before he had made you cry on his knee. With each spank he has assured you that you could never escape him. 

Not really. 

Ari sighed as he pushed his giant form off the couch and stood up to his full height, which was only a few inches shy of 7’. “Now that you have chosen to go about it like this, you better make sure I never find you, little girl” if not for the hellfire that was sure to be unleashed on your scared little ass upon getting caught, his words would have excited you.

Your heart thumped in your chest as you slowly peeked with one eye to see where he was. The apartment wasn't too big and your roommates' rooms were occupied. So that left you with the kitchen that was opposite of the little hallway where your rooms were and on the other side of the living room. 

As you saw Ari's huge form move about the main room with faux ignorance of your whereabouts, you felt like kicking yourself. You were such an idiot. First you had pissed him off by breaking his rules and then had lied about it, next you had chosen to away from him only to do so in a direction from where you couldn't even move anywhere else.

You facepalmed at your own stupidity before you scrambled forwards when he went to the kitchen just for the fun of it and looked there. That allowed you the time to hurriedly crawled to the couches and hide behind one. Ari had literally seen you run to your room, so staying there just wasn't an option anymore. As a result, you had no choice but come into the heart of the danger; the living room.

“Here, little bunny, come out, come out wherever you are~” Ari loved it when you put up a bratty little fight. That was why he was enjoying this. Because crushing and beating that rebellious resolve out of you -or rather, your ass- when he finally caught you was the best part for him. And Ari always caught you. So this useless little revolt from you made the catharsis of his rage even more satisfying.

It was like hunting game for slaughter. 

You had to press your palm to your mouth to mute your panting when he returned to the living room, a devilish smirk on his face as he walked with a slow and heavy foot, ripped arms held behind his back.

“Maybe she's here…” He ducked under a table and swished away the net drape that covered it. A cruel, deep chuckle left him when he didn't find you there. “Or… maybe here!” You jumped from the force he used to push the coats hanging on the livingroom coat hanger away. His shoulders shook in silent mirth when he didn't find you there as well.

The more Ari moved around the room, the more you followed suit from behind the couches, watching him with risky peeks every now and then to make sure you were still undetected.

“Ah!” Ari exclaimed when he approached the beginning of the hallway leading to your room. “That must be it!” You felt momentary relief wash over you as you lowered yourself behind the couch from where you were raised on your haunches. Placing a hand over your erratic heart, you sighed as quietly as you could manage and wiped your forehead with the back of your hand.

Taking a quick glance in the direction of the kitchen, you willed your tired mind to work. Ari had already checked it. So perhaps you could hide in there. And just maybe, by some miracle, the next time you’d see Ari some of his anger would have subsided. 

Yes, it couldn't be denied due to ample proof that doing stuff like this only sunk you into more trouble, but the almighty what if was a comfort in times of your self-inflicted anxieties.

Eyeing the kitchen, you raised yourself back up and placed your palm against the back of the couch to peek behind him one last time before you'd make your move. That was it. That was how you were going to make it out of this. Yes. It was a decent plan if you said so yourself.

But then…

“Hi” Ari's grin was nothing short of pure evil and your eyes widened as you gasped loudly when you finally looked only to come face to face with your pursuer. His huge form was hunched over the couch, causing him to appear as a cunning hawk, and you realized just now that he had become quiet– too quiet a short while ago. Your body went flying backwards in a defensive shock, everything went in slow motion, you spun around once more as a last ditch effort but alas! 

There was only so much luck a little girl could have.

“Oh, no!” Your smaller legs kicked furiously in the air as Ari scooped you up from behind by your underarms and effortlessly brought you to himself over the couch. Everything clicked back into motion in the present moment, breaking your mental state of slow motion. 

“Oh, yes” mock laced his tone as he sat down and threw you over his lap, giving you an initiating spank to get you to buck up.

You had a long day ahead of you.

[byechristopher]

can u do a fic where chris and reader are dating but reader gets insecure because she sees all these old pics and vids of chris with this girl he used to be with but they talk about it and they say to each other they're in love for the first time this is bad sorry but i'm lowkey sad and need this

Trust Me.

– CHRIS STURNIOLO FLUFF.

Author's note: Hey there, thank you for the request! Now, I didn't know how to bring up the old photos, so y e s, I used snapchat memories (happened to me, so..). I hope you like it either way. 🤍 Do not copy/steal my work. :)

Warnings: None, sliiight angst. Did not proofread!

Usually, I'm not one to stare at people, but when it comes to Chris, I can never resist, even when he's doing the simplest tasks. We've only been dating for a couple of months, and while I wouldn't label myself as "obsessed," I find myself captivated by him.

My thoughts are interrupted by Chris (not that I mind) as I sit on the pavement, and he bends over to gently kiss the top of my head, his hands cupping my cheeks. I smile and grasp his hands, looking up at him to see his beautiful smile.

"Beautiful day today, huh?" he says, sitting down beside me, his head tilted back, soaking in the sunshine.

I gaze at him, appreciating the way the sun highlights his curls, makes his skin glow, and brings out the pink in his lips and the icy blue of his eyes. God.

"Yes, very beautiful," I chuckle, joining him in looking up at the sky, letting the sun caress my face as well.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll be back in a few minutes, okay?" he smiles and wraps an arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him so that he can press a kiss on my cheek.

"Yes, yes. Can I play that game on your phone?" I grin, knowing he is not able to resist that and he chuckles, giving me his phone.

"Here you go, babe."

He leaves and I immediately unlock his phone. I want to start the game but a notification from snapchat pops up and I accidentally press on it. I roll my eyes because it is one of these "memories" thingies, it said two years ago.

When it opens, my stomach drops. A few pictures and a video of Chris and his ex girlfriend are under this notification. I know I shouldn't feel anything but I do. Especially when I see how tightly he's holding her, the way he looks into her eyes. The video is my last straw – he's cupping her cheeks while pressing kisses all over her face, saying over and over again how much he loves her. He sounds very genuine. He's never told me he loves me. Ouch.

I quickly close the app and lock his phone, not in the mood to play any of the games on his phone anymore. I can't fathom my emotions – perhaps because I've already fallen for him, and the fact that he might not love me just yet triggers an unsettling feeling within me. Not a positive one.

I go back inside the apartment because I am not in the mood to enjoy any type of sunshine either, so when he's done and he doesn't see me there, he gets confused.

"Babe? Where are you?" his shouts reach me, and I take a deep breath, wondering whether I should tell him anything or just leave it be.

"Hey, I'm up here." I say, standing on top of the stairs as I look down at him.

His smile brightens and he starts walking up the stairs to meet me – he's got a fresh hoodie on now, his hair is damp and the fact that he looks like the cutest human being on earth doesn't help with the fact that I want to cry.

"Why'd you leave? I thought you wanted to stay outside for a while," he questions, pulling me close for a kiss.

"Yeah, just not in the mood," I shrug, failing to force a smile before heading to the bedroom.

"Babe." he follows, concerned, "is there something wrong?" he furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"No.. just.. everything's fine." I realise how stupid I will sound if I say anything so now I am just stuck with my mood swings.

"You know you can tell me everything, yes?" he gets on his knees right in front of me as I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, placing his hands on my thighs and giving them a small reassuring squeeze.

I look down at him, then down to my fingers, really considering telling him now. With a small sigh, I cover my face with both hands, "I accidentally opened your snapchat memories." I say, really getting embarrassed now, "and it was you.. with.. yeah."

I can hear him sighing as well, knowing what I'm talking about, but he doesn't say anything for a while. Instead, he grabs my hands gently pulling them away from my face, bringing them both close to his lips so he can kiss them.

"Baby.. you know this means absolutely nothing now, right?" his voice is so sweet and gentle, like honey, it makes me want to cry.

"I know.. please, I just.. I don't know why I'm feeling this way." I know exactly why I'm feeling that way but I would never tell him that, he'd be so uncomfortable. Especially if he doesn't love me back just yet.

"It's normal, I think I would feel the same way if I saw you with your ex." he nods, still pressing kisses to the palms of my hands, "but you need to know that you're the only one I see. For a very long time now." his eyes look sincere as he makes sure to keep eye contact with me no matter how much I avoid it.

I don't say anything, I only nod – he gets up and quickly picks me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist as he sits at the edge of the bed with me in his lap this time. His hands touch me everywhere, my thighs, my waist, my back, my hair – his touch is feather-like, it feels dreamy.

"You know, baby.." he speaks with his gentle voice, "..I might not talk about my feelings as much as you do, but that doesn't mean I don't feel as much as you do." he buries his hand in my hair, his lips close to my ear, pressing kisses there and on my cheek.

I don't have the time to say anything because he continues, "I'm very, very bad when it comes to expressing my feelings, I think you know that by now." he chuckles a bit, making me smile a little bit, "but what I'm feeling for you, I don't think I've ever experienced before." he says and I don't want to get my hopes up but my heart definitely does something, "the moment I saw you, I knew. And that scared me. The fact that my heart felt something, by just looking at you."

I pull back just a bit to look at him, his hands now cupping my cheeks, caressing my skin, "and still to this day, even after all these months, I still feel the same way I felt when I first saw you." he presses his forehead against mine, kissing my lips every now and then, "I am.. madly in love with you, baby." he whispers and I almost widen my eyes.

"What–" only this word comes out of my mouth but I want to grab him and kiss him and tell him a million things. But nothing else comes out and my heart starts beating fast, like crazy.

"Yes. I am sorry if it's too soon for you. But I wanted to say it to you since like.. the first month. I just didn't want you to think of me as a weirdo.." he chuckles and I chuckle, too, "and anyway, you know I don't necessarily like expressing my feelings but sometimes it is necessary for the both of us."

"I am in love with you too.." I smile, my arms wrapping around his neck to bring him even closer to me, "and I have been for a while now." I whisper against his lips.

"Shit. You're doing it again.." he whispers, his smile so big, "the thing. My heart." he whispers again and I laugh softly.

"Stop. I love you." I say and my heart feels at peace.

He smiles, wrapping his arms around my waist again, hugging me close before kissing me again, "I love you too."

[deepamuthukrishnan]

The Science of it All

High school Luke Hughes and OC

Summary: Divya (the oc) has to help Luke catch up with assignments that he missed from his AP Environmental Science class.

Warnings: cursing

Author’s Note: This is loosely inspired by me and my experiences in APES and it’s one of my favorite classes. If you’re American, in high school, and your school offers it, take it. I’m trying to get this to be a series if I can. But I tried to make this like normal but also enjoyable. So enjoy!!

Chapter 1:

Divya’s POV

“Morning Miss. Renaldi.” I greet as I walk into her room. I walk over to my desk, looking at the board to see the agenda for the day.

Finish Tragedy of the Commons Notes

Start Impacts of Overfishing Notes

MAYBE: Start Fishing Silent Debate.

It doesn’t look so bad and I love a notes day in APES. They’re therapeutic and I love this class.

I sit down and I’m greeted by Eesha, a family friend and her friend Sasha. Eesha’s family owns a few restaurants and my dad is close with her dad. We’re not that close but we’re nice.

I take my phone out and I send a few snaps on Snapchat and go through my friend’s stories before opening instagram and going through my feed.

About 2 minutes go by and some boy sits right next to me. He’s kinda cute, tall with light brown curly hair that reaches the nape of his neck.

I wonder if he’s a new kid or transferred to this class because I’ve never seen him before.

The bell rings and Miss. Renaldi, like clockwork, walks into the room and stands behind her computer that’s on the massive lab table in the front of the room, putting in attendance. After finishing that, she fixes the HDMI cord that’s connected to her laptop.

“Good morning guys! How are we?” She asks and gets the same answesr: a few grumbles and a few goods, with Andrew Paulichi yelling amazing.

It’s funny because apart from me and Jacob Anatoli, we’re the only juniors taking the class, I think?

I don’t know about Mystery Boy sitting next to me.

“We’re gonna finish up our tragedy of the commons notes and start our impacts of overfishing notes and if we have time, we’re gonna go a fishing silent debate. If we don’t get to it, we will do that next class. Just a reminder that quiz corrections are due Friday morning and that Tragedy of the Commons edpuzzle is due tomorrow.” Renaldi says and pulls up the slideshow with the notes and people pulling out their notebooks and pens, some taking their chromebooks out.

I take my binder and pencil case out when I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn to look at Mystery Boy and try not to get lost in his muted blue eyes.

“This is gonna sound stupid but can I borrow a sheet of paper and a pen or a pencil?” He asks.

I try not to let my face show an expression of judgement before I opened my binder and give him two sheets of loose leaf paper and a mechanical pencil from Walmart.

“Thanks.” He says. I turn back to my unfinished Tragedy of the Commons notes, listening to Renaldi go on about how to stop a Commons problem when Mystery Boy taps my shoulder again.

“Oh my god what?” I whisper.

“Sorry for uh, disturbing you, but can I take a picture of your notes?” He asks.

I roll my eyes before showing him my binder. He takes his phone out and I catch a glimpse of his lock screen. It’s a picture of him and what looks like his two brothers. They look oddly recognizable but I can’t put my finger on them.

He unlocks his phone and opens his camera app, quickly snapping pictures of my notes.

“Anything else?” I whisper.

“Nothing, thank you.” He whispers back before giving me my binder.

The period goes by slowly and the bell rings and everyone begins to pack up.

“Just a reminder that your quiz corrections are due Friday and your TOC edpuzzle is due tomorrow!” She yells over the commotion of students saying their byes and have a good days.

“Have a good day Miss. Renaldi.” I say but she stops me.

“Oh Divya, I need to talk to you.” She says. “And you’re not in trouble.”

“Oh, okay.” I tentatively say. I walk back inside and I see Mystery Boy also in the room, standing at the front of the room. She closes the door and shuts her computer.

“Divya,” she points to Mystery Boy, “This is Luke.”

Oh so that’s what his name is and god damn he’s tall!

“Hey.” I say awkwardly.

“And Luke,” she points at me, “This is Divya.”

“Hey.” He also says awkwardly.

“Luke is supposed to be in this class.” Miss. Renaldi explains. “However, because of his, situation for the past few months, he hasn’t been here. And after some consideration, I’ve decided that you should help him catch up.”

“But I’m busy with school and extracurriculars and stuff.” I protest. “I am flattered but like I can’t.”

“Divya I know you can.” She says. “You consistently do well in this class, you know the material like the back of your hand. I’ll give you extra credit for doing this. And he’s also a junior like you too.”

So he is a junior.

I think about it for a moment. “Fine.” I relent. “I’ll do it, but not because I know Luke.”

He gives me a boyish grin and Renaldi beams.

“I knew I could count on you.” She says.

I give her an awkward smile before grabbing my bag and walking out.

“Yeah so then that’s what fucking happened.” I explained with a mouthful of chola batura in my mouth in the choir room during lunch.

“Wait wait wait, so you know have to tutor some kid who’s in your APES class who has been awol for months.” Bella, one of my friends, asks.

“Yeah and now I feel like a dumbass because there’s no way I’m juggling this with like winter guard and my arangetram practice.” I say, furiously biting into my chola batura wrap.

“Okay, do you know his name?” Claire, another one of my friends ask as she takes her phone out and open instagram.

“Uh, his name is Luke.” I reply.

She immediately searches him up and after about 5 minutes, Claire cleared her throat before showing her his instagram profile.

“Okay so his full name is Luke Hughes. He’s 16 years old, youngest of three. He had two older brothers named Quinn and Jack. Quinn’s a defenseman for the Vancouver Canucks while jack’s a center for the New Jersey devils.”

“How did you-“

“It wasn’t that fucking hard. I basically found a post where each of the brothers were tagged in and it took me to their profiles. But anyways, Luke is on the Team USA U17 hockey team. They recently came back from Worlds.” Claire adds.

So that’s why he was gone.

“But why take a fucking college level science course?” I ask.

“I don’t even know. But that’s basically who Tutor Boy is.”

I nod and throw away the aluminum foil before opening my cinnamon bun flavored puffcorns and eating them.

I’m in my head when my phone vibrates and I get a notification from instagram.

Holy. Fucking. Hell.

[skzstannie]

Seonghwa x fem!idol!reader where they try to keep their relationship secret but fail miserably? Take ur time mwa mwa!!

"Well, this is really unfortunate"

Ateez OneShot -> SeongHwa x idol!fem!reader

Genre: fluff

cw: none :)

wc: ~2200

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"Well, this is really unfortunate," you scoff at Seonghwa's words, trying to pull your arm up from where it's stuck between the two of your bodies.

"Ya think?" He gives you a breathy chuckle.

"It could be worse, we could be stuck in, like, a port-a-potty or something." He glances up at the ceiling of the supply closet.

"There are literally no circumstances in which I would lock myself into a port-a-potty with another human being," you tell him. Although, not that you'd ever admit this to him, if, and that's a big if, you were ever to be trapped in a port-a-potty with someone, you hope it'd be with him.

"How long do you think we need to stay in here?" He asks, glancing down at you in exhaustion.

"Until the coast is clear, we can't risk it again." He huffs in response, slouching down to rest his head on your shoulder.

So, how'd you get into such a predicament? Well, it all started with you and your boyfriend, Seonghwa, going on a late-night date to the local bowling alley. You've been dating for a good 6 months now, and everything is going swimmingly.

Except for the fact the you have decided to keep your relationship a secret from literally everyone. While you both can keep a secret, you realize it is getting increasingly harder to hide from not only the public, but also each other's members and families.

With a few silly disguises, like Seonghwa's hot pink sunglasses and your baseball cap, you've always been able to stay under the radar when going on dates, and this time was no different.

You guys left the dorms around 8:00 pm, planning to arrive at the bowling alley around 9:00 pm to participate in "cosmic" bowling. Another reason you both felt particularly confident in your disguises for the evening, as it'll be dark, with only black lights to illuminate the building.

You wait in your car in the parking lot, waiting for Seonghwa to text you, letting you know he's here. You look up from your phone upon hearing the blasting music coming from across the street. It appeared to be an outdoor club of sorts, not like anything you've seen before. You look to the left of the entrance and see a large "Grand Opening" sign hanging from the archway. "Hmm, that looks cool. I'll have to take the girls there sometime." You comment to yourself, opening your notes app to add it to your running list of 'Fun places to go'.

You close your notes app, ready to go back to jumping between Instagram, Snapchat, and TikTok, but you receive the text from Seonghwa saying he's parked.

You send him back a quick thumbs up and put your baseball cap on. You step out your decorated Jeep, your back windshield fully decked out in random car stickers you found cute. Your eyes scan the parking lot for your handsome boyfriend, and you spot him near the entrance, expectantly waiting for you.

"Hi jagiya, I've missed you," he walks to meet you, enveloping you in his arms for a tight hug.

"I've missed you more," you protest, squeezing him back. "I suppose we should head in, I'm ready to kick your butt in some cosmic bowling," you joke, elbowing him playfully in the side.

"Oh we'll see about that," he counters, holding the door open for you like the true gentleman he is.

Upon entering, you can already tell it'll be a fun night. With the place relatively empty (probably because of the party going on across the street), you won't have to worry too much about getting caught.

Walking toward the counter where you rent out the lanes, Seonghwa asks you about your week. You haven't seen each other in a about a week and a half due to all the work you're both putting into your new comebacks.

"You know that one sweatshirt I love? The one with the cute panda on the front?" Seonghwa hums, adjusting his grip on your hand. "Well, Ahn had the audacity to spill her coffee all over it the other day." You jokingly huffed. You're indifferent about the situation now that Ahn agreed to buy you a new one, but you still want to share your weekly struggles with your boyfriend. "She's gonna buy me a new one, though, so I forgave her."

"Sounds like the situation worked itself out quite nicely." Always the peacekeeper Seonghwa was.

"Yea, but you're supposed to console me for losing my prized possession. Tell me how great of a person I am for forgiving her." You're obviously being facetious, but it's fun to be dramatic sometimes. Being the oldest member in your group, same as Seonghwa, you're expected to be mature and level-headed. Quite frankly, sometimes you didn't want to be level-headed. Sometimes, you wanted to be able to have silly mental breakdowns about your favorite sweatshirt. It wasn't all bad, being the eldest, that just means you have to go to your boyfriend with all your problems. He doesn't mind in the least. Being the beautiful soul he is, he will console you and your problems any day of the week.

"Oh, my bad," he holds his hands up in surrender before gently grabbing your head with both his hands. He forces your head down to his shoulder, patting your ear. "I'm so sorry, baby. What can I do to help? Do I need to wipe your tears?" He presses a wet, sloppy kiss to the side of your face, making you groan in disgust.

"We're in public, are you being for real right now?" You pull away, looking at him in disbelief.

"There's no one here, it's fine." He brushes you off.

Having finally made it the counter, you both ask for the correct shoe size and Seonghwa pays for your lane. You politely ask for a lane in the back, wanting to have as much privacy as possible, to which the employee happily obliges.

You and Seonghwa make your way to the lane, stopping to grab your choice of bowling ball on the way.

Throughout the night, you guys end up playing three games. You won the first, he won the second, and, not to your surprise, he also wins the third. "Did you go easy on me in the first game?" You question.

"No, I was just warming up," he answers. Grabbing up your and his shoes, looking to return them to the front desk.

"Sure you were," you reply back, rolling your eyes.

Having successfully returned your shoes, you guys start to make your way towards the door. You let out a shriek, however, when Seonghwa suddenly grabs your arm and pulls you into a nearby supply closet.

"What the hell?" You gasp, lightly hitting his shoulder. He's quick to cover your mouth with his hand, shushing you with his other. Your eyebrows furrow, the anger dissipating into confusion.

He mouths, 'Listen,' so you do. He removes his hand from your mouth, and you press your ear to the closet door. Your eyes widen upon hearing the tell-tale cackle of the one and only Wooyoung.

You sigh, wondering how you were going to get out of this situation. You two stand in silence, listening carefully as the loud shouts of Seonghwa's members slowly dissipate to the back of the alley.

"Well, this is really unfortunate," you scoff at Seonghwa's whispered words, trying to pull your arm up from where it's stuck between the two of your bodies.

"Ya think?" He gives you a breathy chuckle.

"It could be worse, we could be stuck in, like, a port-a-potty or something." He glances up at the ceiling of the supply closet.

"There are literally no circumstances in which I would lock myself into a port-a-potty with another human being," you tell him. Although, not that you'd ever admit this to him, if, and that's a big if, you were ever to be trapped in a port-a-potty with someone, you hope it'd be with him.

"How long do you think we need to stay in here?" He asks, glancing down at you in exhaustion.

"Until the coast is clear, we can't risk it again." He huffs in response, slouching down to rest his head on your shoulder.

You check your watch for what feels like the tenth time, seeing only 30 minutes have passed. "I can't stand here much longer," Seonghwa whispers, a slight grimace to his voice, "it feels like my legs are gonna lock out."

"Ok. I mean, we can just make a run for it. We haven't heard them for awhile; they're probably preoccupied anyway." Seonghwa nods, stretching his arms up into the air. "Ready?"

"Yep, let's do this." You grab the door handle and open it slowly, peeking your head out the crack. You see his members on one of the middle lanes, cursing to yourself. 'They'll definitely see us if we're not careful.'

You turn back to Seonghwa, signaling your about to walk out.

You both step out of the closet and begin to stealthily make your way towards the exit.

Unfortunately, Seonghwa still finds his legs asleep, tingling from not moving for so long, and his third step results in the buckling of his knee. Whether he meant for it to be or not, he dramatically drops to the ground, yelping when he uncomfortably lands on his wrist.

Your eyes widen, glancing to his members. Of course, recognizing Seonghwa's voice, they're already staring over in confusion by the time your eyes meet theirs.

"I'm fine," Seonghwa mumbles, standing to his feet. He brushes himself off, and looks up to be met with 7 people he knows all too well.

"I thought you were supposed to be with your grandmother this weekend," Wooyoung calls him out, the rest of his members' expressions ranging from amused smirks to confused pouts.

"Well, I, uh-" Seonghwa stumbles over his words, his neck and ears growing redder by the second.

While you're focused on trying to help Seonghwa explain what's going on, you hear an all too familiar voice come from the front door.

"Ah, Y/N, we knew you were here!" Mina squeals, quickly approaching with the rest of your group members. "We were just hanging out at that club across the street. It's so cool! We have to take you sometime." Your head whips up to them, your mouth dropping at the situation. You see your members tilt their heads as they get closer, recognizing the Ateez members.

"Well, isn't this just great," you give everyone a tight-lipped smile, your shoulders slumping in renounce.

"Don't be mad at us. If you wanted to hideout in bowling alleys without us, next time take the obnoxious stickers off your Jeep. It's so obviously yours." One of your younger members, Juni, known for her sass, responds back.

There's an awkward silence as your members join the semicircle in front of you and Seonghwa. Everyone's looking at you two expectantly, obviously waiting for an explanation.

Knowing Seonghwa gets easily flustered and overwhelmed in these types of situations, being the good girlfriend you are, you decide to take the lead.

"Ok, I guess we owe everyone an explanation." You look to Seonghwa, and he gives you the smallest nod, giving you the go ahead to tell them what's really going on. "We're dating. We've been together for about six months now. Please don't be mad," you finish your confession with an innocent smile, watching everyone's expressions carefully. Some of their jaws drop to the floor, eyes quickly switching between you and Seonghwa, while others (your members and Wooyoung) have an excited look, Wooyoung even going as far as hopping up and down and giggling.

Everyone's expression makes sense, except for the ever-mysterious Jongho. One of his eyebrows is raised, his smile one of amusement. You're not sure of how to interpret his expression. "Everything okay, Jongho?"

"Oh, yea, I've just known about this for months now. I think it's amusing," he chuckles lightly, giving you a genuine smile. "I was wondering when you guys were gonna get caught."

Now it's your turn for your jaw to drop in shock. "How did you find out?" Your accusatory tone fills the air, not entirely believing him.

"It's nothing crazy. I was out to dinner with my mother a few months back, and I saw you two at the restaurant. You weren't exactly hiding that you were together; I think you were even holding hands over the table." He shrugs, giving the two of you a knowing smirk.

You blush at that, realizing there may have been a couple times where you and Seonghwa weren't necessarily the most secretive.

"But what about our disguises? You recognized us even with them?" You question. You never have any fans come up to you in public, so you figured they were good enough at hiding your identity.

"A pair of hot pink sunglasses isn't the greatest disguise. If anything, they actually drew my attention to you guys," he answers, chuckling at your gawking expression.

You turn to Seonghwa and squint your eyes at him, "I've always told you those sunglasses were dumb."

His face blushes deeper, no doubt burning to the touch at this point. "Sorry."

[faerunsbest]

rolan snapchat

in a more modern au, picture tav incredibly upset because they have to go away on business for like two weeks. Them just on top of rolan kissing and touching and downright BEGGING to let them take pictures of him for while their gone. and while hes enjoying the attention hes whining

"you dont even have a lock on your phone, absolutely not."

tav just pushing their phone into his hands

"okay put a lock and tell me the password"

rolan isnt concerned about tav showing anyone hes just worried about someone else getting a hold of that and also how lewd.

"Is the whole of the internet not enough to sate for you a week?!"

"are you on the internet!?"

"NO!"

Queue tav just laying with their head on his lap and those big begging eyes.

--

on the plane tav notices there is indeed a lock on his phone and an app they've never used is now installed. Timing is a thing and Rolan knows exactly how long the flight is, how long its gonna take to get the hotel. Just as tav closes the hotel door behind them, their phone pings and theres a picture waiting for them, just them.

[lou-struck]

Standing Still

Wakatoshi Ushijima x reader

~ You have been together for eight years, but it doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

Genre: Breakup Angst

This is my Submission for the teahouse's discord Dark Chocolate collab. LINK HERE

a/n: this was a bit hard to write since falling out of love is one of my biggest fears.

Waking up in total darkness to an empty bed is always sardonic. Wakatoshi's side has already been made, and his gym bag is missing from its usual spot by his dresser. No doubt training early again today.

You move aside the pillows that divide the hot and cold sections of the mattress so you can finish tucking the charcoal gray sheets and smoothing the quilted down just so. With the bed made, you move about your comfortably quiet apartment, making yourself some breakfast and a coffee just the way you like it. Its warmth washes over you like a blanket as you sit at the small kitchen table.

Your bored scrolling through your phone leads you to Snapchat, where the little red dot at the bottom of your screen entices you to see what memories from years past the app will be showing you.

The first image looks to be from eight years ago; it's just a mirror selfie of you wearing an absolutely stunning red dress in your old bedroom with a black bar caption that reads Date-Ready.

You furrow your brows as you scroll to the next memory, a video, You and Wakatoshi feeding each other spoonfuls of dessert at another restaurant, a pinkish tint to both of your cheeks as you giggle and stare at each other as if you are the only two people in the world.

It makes you smile as you scroll to the next one, the two of you riding in a horse-drawn carriage around the brick-paved streets of the Historic District. His Black jacket is wrapped comfortably around your shoulders. You lean against his muscle frame for warmth while he grips the reigns and stares forward with a soft smile on his usually stoic face.

The fourth is a silly one of the two of you stuck in a glass elevator of the luxury hotel he had booked for the two of you. After one too many glasses of champagne you mistook the emergency fire button for your floor number and were stuck behind the glass walls for an hour. The two of you missed your dinner reservation but ended up ordering all the desserts off of the room service menu.

you let out a little snort as you remember how gently he carried you out of the heart-shaped bathtub you insisted you wanted to sleep in it instead of the bed. That year was such a great anniversary.

Anniversary?

Shit!

Today is your eight-year anniversary with Wakatoshi Ushijima; you curse yourself for not remembering the date as you click to the next memory. It's another snap of the two of you at a candlelit restaurant. The light of his phone screen illuminates his face as he smiles at the camera. You don't know why, but you don't even know if you'd call this a memory. Try as you might, you can't seem to remember anything special about that night.

Your fingers move to tap the screen and check the next one, only to find that year five was the last one you recorded, the other two are just as forgettable. A sour taste fills your mouth as you reach the bottom of your coffee cup and stare at the fifth image, trying to decipher whatever loving fondness you have behind that date.

"God dammit!" You slam your hand into the table in frustration before you stand up and toss your phone over to the couch. it bounces harmlessly on the cushions as you rush to the bathroom and hopes that splashing a bit of cold water on your face will help soothe the sickening feeling sloshing around in your stomach.

~

Your heart feels as if it is getting squeezed by the air in your lungs as your boyfriend's keys jingle the lock of your front door.

And suddenly, it says if you forgot how to breathe. You don’t know what to do with yourself, do you stand? Do you sit? How are you ever going to bring this up?

After far too long, the jingling stops, and he comes into the room, plopping his gym bag down and closing the door behind him.

When he sees you, he gives you a smile, the smile that used to set forth the swarm of butterflies in your stomach. But now, the only thing you feel is shame.

“Y/n, I’m home,” he says, walking past you and to the fridge where he grabs one of his bottle protein drinks that remind you of liquid drywall. He downs it in quick gulps and tosses the empty container in the recycling bin before looking at your face.

“You look upset,” is something the matter?” he asks, stepping forward with an outstretched hand. But you push it away, afraid of crumbling under his gentle touch.

"Do you know what day it is today, Toshi?" you ask quietly, looking up at the handsome man In front of you.

“Tuesday?” he answers matter o factly. But one look at your face tells him that Tuesday is not the right answer. “There’s something else, isn't there.”

You let out a dry chuckle and nod, “I guess you could say that. It’s our eighth year anniversary.”

He looks a bit confused and taps his smartwatch to see the date a. “Oh….”

His response makes you feel sick to your stomach, and in that moment, you know exactly what is going to be happening tonight. And it’s definitely not dinner. “Oh…”

His olive eyes glaze over a bit as he follows you into the bedroom, “Y/n, I’m sorry. I can make us a reservation somewhere.

“I forgot too, Toshi. It’s not just you.”

Letting out a deep sigh, you sit down on the edge of the bed, rubbing your temples in frustration. “What are we even doing, Wakatoshi?”

You feel the mattress dip as he sits down next to you and lets out a deep sigh of his own. “I don’t..I don’t know.”

You grab his hand and take a breath; “We aren't going anywhere, are we?”

He stares straight ahead of him as his voice cracks, “No, I’m sorry.” The innocently sorrowful expression on his face makes him look more like a kid than a pro athlete.

Your thumb rubs small circles across the back of his large hand. "It's not your fault; we both just have been kinda, umm."

"Standing still." His breath comes out shakily as he takes his hand out of your hold. “Should we?”

It’s vague, but you know exactly what he is insinuating. You swallow the lump in your throat and meet his gaze, hoping that you’ll be able to feel the love you have felt for him all those years. “I think, we need we need to break up.”

“I’m sorry,” he says again as if it is his fault you are in this situation. “But I think there is no other choice.”

“D-do, do you hate me?” you ask.

He cups your face tenderly; the movement is natural, caring. But not romantic. “I could never hate you.”

“And I could never hate you,” you say, wrapping your arms around him for the last time. “I really wanted this to work.”

His lips gently kiss the top of your forehead. “Me too…”

He stands up and clears his throat, “I will be back tomorrow to pick up my stuff,” 

You nod and watch him walk towards the door, but before he steps into the hallway, he pauses at the door. 

His stoic features turn toward you, his frown looks more like a scowl, but he never was that good at expressing his emotions. “I’m sorry, y/n. I really wanted to be the one to fall in love with you.”

“I know, Toshi.” you say with your voice cracking pitifully. “I wish it could have ended differently.”

You still don’t say anything as he once again turns. His heavy footsteps echo through the hallway before disappearing completely. Even as the lights of his car flood the darkened street,

You cannot find it in yourself to cry; you just sit there watching him go for the last time.

[adhdapp]

Hello! I already use this app and love it, but recommending it in case it could help someone else! It's called Daylio, it's for journaling and mood tracking. It's free to download and use, but there is a premium option, but I've only used the free version and never felt it was lacking. It has a daily streak incentive, mine is 1841, I've been using it since 2019, as well as some other accomplishments for various things. I find it easy to use and you can customize activities to be anything, like it comes with pre-set ones like "relax" and "friends", but you can add and change and delete them, so I also have ones like "Baking" and "excited...?". It's a nice way to look back at memories and a quick and easy place to record them. I write a lot in the notes section of the entry, but you don't have to, you can leave it blank, or add images or voice recordings (but I've never used those so I don't know how they work). And if I miss a day and break my streak, it's very easy to go and put one in for that day so my streak remains because I like it when the number goes up. As someone with memory issues, I find it a comforting habit to make a record of something everyday and these are my thoughts!! Have a great day :) !

Daylio: Mood Logging

This is actually another app I already have the premium version for, lol. I bought it before it became monthly (Really unfortunate that it became monthly)

Rating: Certified, If what you're looking for is a mood tracker and/or diary app

does feature a to-do list daily tasks options, but it's very much a secondary feature

cute, very customizable (especially with premium), easy to use

Celebrates milestones and gives you a lovely visual overview of things.

HOWEVER: While the achievements and the streak counter and the visuals are cute (especially because you can retroactively add things to keep your streak) this app works best if you're inclined to micromanagement and willing to update it at least once a day, and personally that's not something I can keep up too long

Red flags: none, no data shared with third parties, data safety all seems good, and the app itself comes with a pin-lock if you want to be extra cautious with your entries.

Dopamine hits: So the visuals of the emoji calendar are cute and fun and a nice layout, particularly if you've got the premium and have the extra emojis, and the ridiculously high streak counter and achievements are also nice, but personally this app doesn't give me enough from day to day to keep me going. You have to really enjoy the logging process or making the streak number go up to make this work. If you're the kind of person with a really long snapchat streak, this one's for you? otherwise, eh, it can be a bit touchy.

Features + Price

Major Events: Basically pretty milestones for you to record as big letters in your diary

Mood tracking: obviously the main focus, your moods are color coded so you can view sort of how you're doing mental health wise on a pie chart, which can be really handy if you struggle with a mood disorder or want to see how certain activities are correlating with other things in your mental health. Do you always feel like ass when you talk to your boyfriend? this app might be able to help you clock that trend

Visual calendar overview: pictured above

goals: the goals checkoff is actually a must faster process than logging your moods, which is a few screens of selecting one of your preset moods and then the activity you're doing and then maybe adjusting the time. It can be a little finicky.

so this is Freemium.

Premium: 4.99 a month or 35.99 a year (USD)

So i'll admit, I downloaded this app back before they Had important days and goals so I suppose there must be a limit on them for free users? I bought it so that I could add custom moods and track my migraines.

This app is fundamentally not really For to-do stuff. You can use it that way! But where I think i'd find this app has the most usefulness is if you're struggling with short-term mental health trends and you need something to keep track of how you're feeling and where your moods are coming from. As far as ADHD goes this is sometimes useful if you're struggling with RSD, or with sensory issues, or just not clocking which parts of your life are making you overstressed. That said, I could definitely see this working for someone who wants to keep a diary in a short simple easy way. However if you're just looking for text entries, this is also not necessarily the easiest way to do it, since it's focus is mood logging. which it is very good for! it does that job effectively! it's the other stuff it's a little eh about.

Roadmap: This app was updated at the start of this month to add easier searches, and has added a lot in the years since I opened it last, so I definitely believe they're committed to following through and keeping posted. I'm not so sure about the pricetag for premium, but if you're looking for a mood logger and the format works for you, by all means, keep on keepin on.

[chaseyboy]

My First Date with Priestess ~

This is the beginning of something magical.

To preface this, I was not anticipating anything at all. I had an interest in making connections, and I was on a specific app that was brought to my attention. I downloaded it, made no efforts to swipe a lot. If we’re being honest, swiping apps are crushing for pups like me. Rejection is a real deal and it is just rejection over and over. However two days later I got a match with someone. After a bit of banter I asked for her Snapchat, this girl seemed really neat. It makes a lot of sense now how drawn I was to our conversations. Even though I didn’t know about her wants for a puppy. It all came out naturally over messaging but it was not until the date that my whole being was brought to its knees.

I had planned to meet Priestess for Coffee in the morning. I was exceptionally eager to please her, that was obvious. She had told me to be ready for chastity before I had even come. So I had the feeling that was going to happen. The problem was my body was responding in such anticipation that as soon as she walked in I couldn’t remember what I was going to do or say, I think I stared at her too much but I couldn’t help it. It felt like I was in a surreal dream and it was only the beginning. It took so much mental effort to focus, I didn’t want to come across as weird, but the way we stared into each others eyes, it was grounding. I could feel our eyes melt away as our aura met. Telling me what to order, ordering me to clean up, it was instinctive, I didn’t have to think. It just happened. There was more than just my body obeying.

Our date transitioned to the park, but again I was starting to feel surreal. If I could point to the moment I remembered most, seared into my mind like it was branded, was when she told me to come. “Chase come”.. I feel that something broke in me. Not in a bad way, but like the way a glow stick has to snap to be lit up. It lit up inside me, deeper than the tummy rumbles. It was more than just a call to follow physically. She was asking me to give myself to her. To follow her deeper into this feeling. I was helpless to it. I didn’t want to stop it even if I could. On the outside I was giddy and happy. Inside I was losing a battle I had fought for so long. “Be free” my soul told me, “follow her”. It was reactive from then on. Every minute I spent with her felt the way it was supposed to. Of course I was still giddy and overly eager. However I wasn’t nervous, or anxious. When she told me fetch the frisbee when she threw it, there was no second thought. My body moved before I could process what had just happened. All I know is I wanted to fetch that toy. I wanted to be a good boy for her. I wanted to obey her.. it was shocking to discover that want was deeper than physically sexual. I yearned to do it. I had never done anything like that before, let alone at a public park, but any feelings of resistance vanished in a blink of an eye. The train crashed through whatever reluctance or shock I had. Even with the pangs of humiliation from being seen. It wasn’t important. What was important was getting that toy. And bringing it back to her. I wanted to play. Not like a person plays with another, how a dog would play with a person.

We walked past a restroom and Priestess ordered me to check if it was unlocked, which I did, and it was. Before I knew it a bag was given to me and I was told to put it on. I knew what it was, I obeyed. I went into the park bathroom and put on the chastity cage. Not for me, but for her. There was no doubt in my mind. I put that cage on and as soon as it clicked and locked, to my surprise relief washed over me. I thought I would be nervous, Instead it felt right. I was giving up my loneliness, my orgasms, my lack of control. Rather, I was giving it to her and the soul of puppy chase just smiled. I was not nervous, I was thrilled. Warmth filled me up inside. So much so I felt so disappointed that Priestess gave me the key to bring back. She was right of course. Don’t give your key to someone who you just met. That’s the smart thing to do. I was not thinking with my head. My soul wanted it.

The rest of the day was just perfect. From the conversations to the intense eye contact to the head rubs. Don’t even get me started on the head rubs. I must have been a good boy to earn those. My internal puppy tail was wagging so hard I could feel it. Another very real moment was when Priestess looked at me and told me “You are mine”. She just knew exactly how to pull right at the core of my being. And she knew that I knew it. Even though at the moment I’m Under Consideration of Priestess, she gave me a window to the finish line, and there was no argument in any part of me. I was going to make it there.

There’s two very distinct channels that were opened and with emotions coursing through. The first was from inside me, calling out to Priestess, the puppy instinct to please, obeying every command that she gave me, focusing on her and what she wanted. The second was Priestess calling out to me. Inviting me to give in to her. Give into my instincts. Be a good boy for her, the goodest boy I can be. Just like the cage, it wasn’t being puppy like for no one. I was going to be a dog for her. The dog that she wanted. The same dog that is so deeply ingrained in my inner sanctum. Fitting like a key to a lock. I knew it, it was no longer a want, it was a need. I need to be adopted by her. Become her property, her pet, it was about her. That was natural. No heavy thought went into that. It worked underneath the surface. Was I turned on? I’m sure I was. But I don’t even remember, and that should tell you precisely what happened.

It was an amazing day. I loved it more than I could describe with my limited words and narrow vocabulary. I’ve been good enough to be under consideration. I can’t tell you how overjoyed I am. Maybe I’ll finally get to be the puppy I always wanted.

Till next time ~

[cody1bc315]

Blog Post #2

 I decided for my experiment I was going to do 4 6-hour intervals of free social media. When I first started I found this super difficult because I normally just scroll through social media sometimes in class which I am trying slowly not to do. During this time I was always finding myself picking up my phone but then once I saw the lock screen I decided to put the phone down. I did this for about the first 3-4 hours of every 6-hour interval. Another thing I realized was that I always check my phone whenever I'm waiting in line all the time. For example, I was in the drive-thru line and looked at my phone twice just from the speaker to the first window and also one more time from window one to window two. 

One thing I realized when I was doing these experiments was how much I actually think about scrolling on social media. I always thought that I was pretty good at not looking at my phone. I was struggling to stay off social media the whole time I was doing the 24 hours and every time I ended the 6-hour rule I went straight to social media. Another thing I noticed was the amount of notifications I get from each of the apps. The buzzing in my pocket felt like it was a sign to check my phone and every time I checked my notifications it was normally a social media telling me I got a DM. When I was keeping note of what social media were buzzing my phone the two main competitors I saw at the top were Snapchat and Instagram because of Snaps and also a lot of DMs from Instagram reels. 

Overall, this experiment showed some great weak spots that I have with my phone and it opened me up to realize how much social media actually impacts and takes up my days.

[beardedmrbean]

SALT LAKE CITY (AP) — Children and teens in Utah would lose access to social media apps such as TikTok if they don’t have parental consent and face other restrictions under a first-in-the-nation law designed to shield young people from the addictive platforms.

Two laws signed by Republican Gov. Spencer Cox Thursday prohibit kids under 18 from using social media between the hours of 10:30 p.m. and 6:30 a.m., require age verification for anyone who wants to use social media in the state and open the door to lawsuits on behalf of children claiming social media harmed them. Collectively, they seek to prevent children from being lured to apps by addictive features and from having ads promoted to them.

The companies are expected to sue before the laws take effect in March 2024.

The crusade against social media in Utah's Republican-supermajority Legislature is the latest reflection of how politicians’ perceptions of technology companies has changed, including among typically pro-business Republicans.

Tech giants like Facebook and Google have enjoyed unbridled growth for over a decade, but amid concerns over user privacy, hate speech, misinformation and harmful effects on teens’ mental health, lawmakers have made Big Tech attacks a rallying cry on the campaign trail and begun trying to rein them in once in office. Utah’s law was signed on the same day TikTok’s CEO testified before Congress about, among other things, the platform's effects on teenagers’ mental health.

But legislation has stalled on the federal level, pushing states to step in.

Outside of Utah, lawmakers in red states including Arkansas, Texas, Ohio and Louisiana and blue states including New Jersey are advancing similar proposals. California, meanwhile, enacted a law last year requiring tech companies to put kids’ safety first by barring them from profiling children or using personal information in ways that could harm children physically or mentally.

The new Utah laws also require that parents be given access to their child's accounts. They outline rules for people who want to sue over harms they claim the apps cause. If implemented, lawsuits against social media companies involving kids under 16 will shift the burden of proof and require social media companies show their products weren’t harmful — not the other way around.

Social media companies could have to design new features to comply with parts of the laws that prohibit promoting ads to minors and showing them in search results. Tech companies like TikTok, Snapchat and Meta, which owns Facebook and Instagram, make most of their money by targeting advertising to their users.

The wave of legislation and its focus on age verification has garnered pushback from technology companies as well as digital privacy groups known for blasting their data collection practices.

The Electronic Frontier Foundation earlier this month demanded Cox veto the Utah legislation, saying time limits and age verification would infringe on teens’ rights to free speech and privacy. Moreover, verifying every users’ age would empower social media platforms with more data, like the government-issued identification required, they said.

If the law is implemented, the digital privacy advocacy group said in a statement, “the majority of young Utahns will find themselves effectively locked out of much of the web."

Tech industry lobbyists decried the laws as unconstitutional, saying they infringe on people’s right to exercise the First Amendment online.

“Utah will soon require online services to collect sensitive information about teens and families, not only to verify ages, but to verify parental relationships, like government-issued IDs and birth certificates, putting their private data at risk of breach,” said Nicole Saad Bembridge, an associate director at NetChoice, a tech lobby group.

What’s not clear in Utah's new law and those under consideration elsewhere is how states plan to enforce the new regulations. Companies are already prohibited from collecting data on children under 13 without parental consent under the federal Children’s Online Privacy Protection Act. To comply, social media companies already ban kids under 13 from signing up to their platforms — but children have been shown to easily get around the bans, both with and without their parents’ consent.

Cox said studies have shown that time spent on social media leads to “poor mental health outcomes” for children.

“We remain very optimistic that we will be able to pass not just here in the state of Utah but across the country legislation that significantly changes the relationship of our children with these very destructive social media apps,” he said.

The set of laws won support from parents groups and child advocates, who generally welcomed them, with some caveats. Common Sense Media, a nonprofit focused on kids and technology, hailed the effort to rein in social media's addictive features and set rules for litigation, with its CEO saying it “adds momentum for other states to hold social media companies accountable to ensure kids across the country are protected online.”

However, Jim Steyer, the CEO and founder of Common Sense, said giving parents access to children’s social media posts would “deprive kids of the online privacy protections we advocate for." Age verification and parental consent may hamper kids who want to create accounts on certain platforms, but does little to stop companies from harvesting their data once they're on, Steyer said.

The laws are the latest effort from Utah lawmakers focused on the fragility of children in the digital age. Two years ago, Cox signed legislation that called on tech companies to automatically block porn on cellphones and tablets sold in the state, after arguments about the dangers it posed to children found resonance among Utah lawmakers, the majority of whom are members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Amid concerns about enforcement, lawmakers ultimately revised that legislation to prevent it from taking effect unless five other states passed similar laws.

The regulations come as parents and lawmakers are growing increasingly concerned about kids and teenagers’ social media use and how platforms like TikTok, Instagram and others are affecting young people’s mental health. The dangers of social media to children is also emerging as a focus for trial lawyers, with addiction lawsuits being filed thorughout the country.

[nightrestrp]

We know that with the plot drops and the news posts a lot of you have been asking, "What's with all the phones?" And so we thought, why not add to that? Under the cut, you'll find our very first task. Please note: this is NOT MANDATORY. You may choose not to do it, to only complete parts of it, to save it for a rainy day, or to jump straight into it— the choice is yours. If you do choose to complete it, please tag your finished task as #nightrest:task001.

THE BASICS:

Brand of Phone - apple, samsung, other

Color - what color is the phone?

Case - what color is the case? does it have a design? a popsocket?

Locked or Unlocked? - do they use a password? what type of password?

Wallpaper - what photo is their wallpaper?

Lockscreen - what photo is their lockscreen?

USAGE:

Time - how many hours a day do they use their phone?

5 Most Used Apps - what apps do they use the most?

Web Tabs - do they have any open? what are they?

Google - what did they last google?

Last Text Message - what was it and who was it from?

Voicemail - what was it and who was it from? is the voicemail box full?

Photos - what is the last thing on their camera reel? what image did they last save?

SOCIAL MEDIA:

@ - what is their handle?

Instagram - show us their feed, or share their latest post and/or story.

Snapchat - show us their latest snap, whether to someone or on their story.

Tinder/Bumble/Hinge/Grindr/Etc. - do they have an account? what does it look like?

Spotify - what were their top 3 songs of 2022? what did they listen to last?

Tiktok - what is their FYP like? do they post videos? what do they post?

Facebook - do they use it? is it just for family?

Others - discord, reddit, youtube, bereal, tumblr, etc...

[aylinxyilmazx]

Nightrest task 001: social media

THE BASICS:

   Brand of Phone - Samsung galaxy s23    Color - black    Case - what color is the case? does it have a design? a popsocket?    Locked or Unlocked? - locked. she uses a passcode which is her birthday. she also has fingerprint recognition as well    Wallpaper - a picture of the lion she took care of a few years ago    Lockscreen - see above

USAGE:

   Time - how many hours a day do they use their phone?    5 Most Used Apps - amazon, spotify, instagram and etsy    Web Tabs - none at all. she's not the type of person to leave tabs open.    Google - 'flight tickets'    Last Text Message - see above    Voicemail - most of the time it's pretty clean. at the moment, she doesn't have any new voicemails in her inbox.    Photos - what is the last thing on their camera reel? what image did they last save?

SOCIAL MEDIA:

   @ - aylinyilmazxx    Instagram - see above    Snapchat - never had one    Tinder/Bumble/Hinge/Grindr/Etc. - aylin used to have one but got rid of it after the match she got was horrible.    Spotify - shutdown by blackpink, shadow by seventeen and permission to dance by BTS. the song she is currently listening to is come and get it by selena gomez    Tiktok - aylin does have a tiktok but she doesn't post anything on it. she just watched videos on it instead.    Facebook - surprisingly, aylin never had a facebook. she didn't find the site appealing to her.    Others - She does have a youtube account that isn't really active. she used to post videos daily while she was in africa. she would post about the lions she was spending time with.

mentions: @kennedyxneills @brxxksazars @enzohuang @julesdavis

[hireanhacker]

Is it Possible for a Hacker to Recover Deleted Photos on Snapchat?

Introduction

Snapchat, with its disappearing photos and messages, has revolutionized how we communicate in the digital era. This platform assures users of privacy through its ephemeral content, but many still wonder whether deleted photos are truly irretrievable. Could someone recover these moments, especially by hiring a hacker? This article explores whether such actions are possible, the associated risks, and legitimate alternatives to recover lost photos.

Understanding How Snapchat Operates

Snapchat’s key selling point is its transient nature, allowing users to send snaps that vanish after being viewed or after 24 hours if unopened. The app promotes the idea of privacy, but what happens to your data once it "disappears"?

Snapchat temporarily stores content on its servers to ensure delivery and verify expiration. Once a snap is deleted, Snapchat claims it’s permanently removed from their servers. However, cached data on the sender or recipient’s device may remain accessible for some time.

Can You Recover Deleted Photos from Snapchat?

Many assume that once a snap disappears, it’s lost forever. This is partially true. Snapchat’s design does not provide recovery tools for deleted photos. However, data remnants may be stored on devices in a hidden cache. Specialized recovery tools may sometimes extract this data, though this process is limited and not guaranteed.

Misconceptions about Snapchat abound, with some believing deleted snaps linger indefinitely on Snapchat’s servers. However, unless specific legal circumstances require data retrieval, Snapchat adheres to strict privacy policies, permanently deleting expired content.

Is Hiring a Hacker the Right Option?

Frustrated by data loss, some users explore the idea of hiring hackers. Advertisements for services like "snapchat hacker for hire" or hire a hacker claim to recover deleted photos or access locked accounts. While this may sound tempting, the risks involved are severe.

Engaging in hacking is both unethical and illegal. Such actions violate privacy laws and can result in fines, legal prosecution, or imprisonment. Many hacking services are scams, designed to extort money while delivering nothing in return. You may also unknowingly expose personal details to malicious actors.

Legitimate Alternatives to Recover Deleted Photos

Rather than resorting to illegal methods, explore these legitimate options for photo recovery:

Contact Snapchat Support: Snapchat offers limited recovery assistance, primarily for account-related issues. Though they can’t retrieve deleted snaps, they may help recover unsent content under certain conditions.

Use Recovery Tools: Tools like Dr.Fone or DiskDigger can scan your phone for cached Snapchat photos or other remnants stored on your device.

Check Cloud Backups: If your phone automatically syncs photos to services like Google Photos or iCloud, your snaps may be saved there.

Review Other Devices: If you’ve shared photos with someone or used multiple devices, copies might still exist elsewhere.

Avoid Overwriting Data: Minimize app use immediately after realizing photos are lost, as new data may overwrite remnants stored on your device.

The Risks of Trying to Hack Snapchat

Pursuing hacking solutions often does more harm than good. You risk losing money to scams, exposing sensitive data, or even being held accountable for illegal actions. Professional hackers frequently lack ethics, exploiting customers or selling their data for profit. Beyond the personal cost, associating with hackers could permanently damage your reputation and credibility.

Privacy in the Age of Technology

The digital world grows increasingly interconnected, raising concerns about privacy and data security. Platforms like Snapchat are not immune to vulnerabilities, and users must remain vigilant in safeguarding their information.

Taking precautions, such as enabling two-factor authentication, creating strong passwords, and avoiding risky links, can protect your Snapchat account. Staying informed about data management practices and ethical solutions can help ensure peace of mind.

Conclusion

Recovering deleted Snapchat photos is not impossible, but options are limited, and most solutions depend on cached data or cloud backups. While hiring a hacker might seem like a shortcut, the ethical, legal, and personal risks far outweigh any potential benefits. Your safest approach involves using legitimate recovery tools and prioritizing preventative security measures.

Remember: Snapchat was designed to let moments disappear—so think twice before sending something you’re unwilling to lose. If you have any snapchat account recovery issue then you can find the snapchat hacker for hire by the professional cyber experts.

10 Frequently Asked Questions About Snapchat

Can deleted Snapchat photos be recovered? Deleted photos may sometimes be retrieved using phone recovery tools, but Snapchat does not provide built-in recovery options for expired content.

Is hiring a hacker to recover snaps safe? No, hiring a hacker is unsafe and illegal. It risks exposing your data to scammers and legal consequences.

Do Snapchat photos disappear forever? Snapchat deletes photos from its servers after expiration, but cached data may remain on devices temporarily.

How do recovery tools work for Snapchat? Recovery tools scan device storage for remnants of data, including photos cached by apps like Snapchat.

Are there legal ways to retrieve Snapchat photos? Yes, you can contact Snapchat support for assistance or use legitimate recovery apps to search your device.

Does Snapchat store deleted data on servers? No, Snapchat permanently removes expired snaps unless required by legal obligations.

What should I do if I lose important photos on Snapchat? Immediately check cloud backups, minimize app use, and try a legitimate data recovery tool.

Can I protect my Snapchat data from being hacked? Yes, secure your account with strong passwords, enable two-factor authentication, and remain cautious of phishing attempts.

What are the risks of using third-party Snapchat apps? Third-party apps may compromise your account’s security, risking hacks or data breaches.

Why do Snapchat snaps disappear? Snapchat’s disappearing content feature was designed to mimic fleeting, real-life interactions and prioritize privacy.