#megan yap

[hao-squared]

started playing cookie run kingdom again for the first time in like 2-3 years just so I can try and pull Shadow Milk Cookie, am I cooked or am I cooked

[ruruvxz]

brat - SNEAK PEAK

Lara Raj x Female Reader x Megan Skiendiel

~ synopsis: You've never really been an emotional drunk, that was until your boyfriend left you for your closest friend that things started to spiral for you. Tonight at one of you recurring escapades at one of the locals pubs near your apartment, you unknowingly stumble across two girls. Two girls you didn't know now, who would change the trajectory of your life, whether it was for the good— or the bad, you just needed something to take you off the edge. And so, Lara and Megan knew exactly how to do that, but at what cost?

~ cw: three part series, alcoholism, commitment issues, mentions of previous relationship with a man, fluff, swearing, love triangle(?), everyone here is toxic

~ wc: N/A

(a/n: sigh. I’m gonna discontinue “the woman who left too soon” LAWL!!! Cus these apps pmo and literally take so much storage 💔💔I’m going back to writing cus that’s so much easier. anyways sneak peak ^_^)

brat,

365 PARTYGIRL, B2B, GIRL SO CONFUSING

Lara and Megan never had the issue of sharing, even during training days, they managed to share everything they owned with one another. Their clothes, their jewelry, and even their secrets, no aspect about themselves wasn't shared with one another. The bond between the two girls was unshakable, though that didn't negate the fact that in some circumstances both the girls could be quite... passionate. After a long marathon of double dates, they couldn't possibly find their other halves, each guy and girl who they spoke to didn't ignite a spark within them.

Maybe staying single would've been a lot easier, but that's boring! Both the girls took their only opportunity to sneak out to seek refuge in a club, not seeking anything more but to get lucky tonight. That was until they stood sipping on their cheap beer when Lara set her eyes on your figure. The obnoxious lighting made it hard to tell you out, but her odd fascination drew her closer to you. What felt like hours of staring for Lara, was mere seconds for Megan, as her interest also piqued.

"Who the hell are you looking at, Lara?" Megan pried, tugging onto Lara's waist belt loop, Lara only gave a little head nudge at the general direction of where you stood. Megan fixated her eyes, grasping at the glass, her eyes widened when the light reflected from your infectious smile.

Maybe it was the ambience of the club, but she was instantly hooked and Lara sensed that the ginger had similar intentions as her. "Isn't she gorgeous?" Lara mumbled, watching the Hawaiian as she checked the girl out from the other side of the bar. "I'm gonna talk to her—“ Megan spoke, about to walk off before her wrist was quickly nabbed by the desi girl.

"What the fuck are you doing?" The red head bit as she yanked her back over to the table, "I literally saw her first, so why would YOU ever go over there and talk to her Mei."

Megan scoffed as she pulled her hand away from Lara's grasp, ‘What the hell was her problem' Megan thought before she spoke. "What are you even on about, if you care so much how about you talk to her then."

"Great idea, Meg." The desi laughed before pushing Megan out of the way, leaving the ginger utterly shocked at her change of demeanor. "Wha- Come back here! I was kidding!"

Lara just laughed at the ginger trying to plead her case, turning in her heels to walk into your general vicinity, practically hopping over to you as your friends you where previously with dispersed. Bringing the shot glass to your lips, you took another fiery swig of the vodka, your eyes almost bloodshot, as tears were biting back from pouring. ‘Shit, where you crying?’ Lara thought as she approached you, from a far, the way you laughed, and smiled, she wouldn’t have ever expected in a million years that you’d look so disheartened.

But of course, that didn’t sway her, not one bit, once she was fixated on something, it was hard for her to ever let it go. She approached closer to you, your hands slithering to another shot of vodka the bartender quickly poured for you. Despite everything, you still looked as wonderful in her eyes, she’s seen her fair share of broken things, but you by far were the most beautiful of them all.

The way the strobe lights bounced off your face, or the way everything seemed so fitted to your body as you sat letting trickles of liquid fall down from your lips towards your chin. It made her look insane just staring at you. And despite how you lacked any sobriety in your bones, you noticed her looming presence almost instantly. Even in this club setting she stuck out like a sore thumb, she was much too pretty to be loitering around a place like this, and she didn’t look all that much of a plentiful drinker.

She approached your seat on the bar, sitting on your left hand side, trying her hardest to be slick, but it very much came off as the opposite. You jerked your head up to look at her, giving her a soft smile before indicating for two more shots. Lara looked at you in disbelief where you really going to have two more shots? That was until the bartender handed you the two drinks that you slid one over to her with a smile.

The silence between the two was palpable, she just stared down at the shot awkwardly as you carefully watched her reaction. It took a minute or two before finally breaking the silence between the both of you. “You got a staring problem.” You slurred, coming off more aggressive than you’d like, “What?” She bit staring back at her as her eyebrow raised.

“Haha— No sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.” You hiccuped raising your head up and turning your body towards her, “I meant like… fuck— You just kept staring, I was wondering if you wanted to say something.” You laugh indicating at where she stood beforehand, clearly insinuating that you had seen both her and Megan staring at you moments prior.

“Ah…” The redhead gasped, before laughing with you loudly, the interaction flowed seamlessly as she spoke. “No, sorry, you were right. I was just taken aback by you— your breathtaking.” She complimented, raising up the vodka and taking a fast swing at it.

“Oh! So I guess we both misunderstood the situation!” You giggle softly to yourself before doing the same, taking a swing at your glass and practically leaving it empty as you place it back down on the countertop.

“Anywho I’m Y/N, nice to meet you…?”

“Lara.”

“Nice to meet you Lara.” The way she spoke felt like swimming in honey, it was slow and addictive, not to mention the fact she looked at you like her next meal made it all the more enjoyable as you chatted about mindless conversation. Although this didn’t go unnoticed by the poor roommate Lara just ditched, her blood seemingly boiled seeing the two of you.

Not only had Lara managed to bag another girl that Megan had wanted, but the fact that she ditched her was the icing on top. And lord knows Megan wasn’t just gonna let that slide, the ginger hooked her handbag over her shoulder and walked over to the two girls. Angrily plopping a seat on your right side, shooting Lara a dangerous look before persuading the bartender to get her any beverage he could conjure up. Honestly the desi girl couldn’t care less, but she was amused by the Hawaiian and her antics, so she continued to shoot her shot at you.

“You know… you’re absolutely stunning— has anyone told you that?” She complimented, bringing her hand up over to the edge of a strand of hair, twirling it for a moment before pulling away.

Before you could speak, the bartender handed you an espresso martini that you never ordered, “Oh! Uhm sir this isn’t mine…” You mumbled as you raised the glass towards him, the ginger girl who sat next to you spoke up.

“It is yours.” The girl laughed, “I ordered it for you, pretty.” She giggled pointing at the glass and then pointed at herself, “You look like someone who’d enjoy a good cocktail.” Megan smiled as she raised her hand out to shake your hand, and you reciprocated the gesture. “Megan. And you?”

“Hah… thank you Megan… Gosh I feel so popular today.” You joked, referring to the two girls who suddenly started talking to you, your back faced to Lara as she glared into Megan’s soul, mentally cursing her out for ruining the perfect moment. Megan laughed at your witty response, looking at Lara, sticking her tongue out playfully before focusing back to you.

“I wouldn’t doubt it you’re beautiful.” Megan slyly complimented, bringing her hand to your shoulder, leaving the redhead to scowl at her actions. “I second that.” Lara butted in, bringing her hand onto your other shoulder.

“Haha…” You laugh awkwardly sensing the tension between the two girls, before jerking your head over to the entrance of the club, watching two familiar silhouettes. Your best friend— well ex best friend and her new boyfriend— YOUR BOYFRIEND hand in hand, with no care in the world. “Shit!” You shouted to yourself, catching the two girls off guard as you ducked down to hide your face. The whole reason you came to these clubs to drink your heart out was because of them, and now they were out here ruining your perfect ‘sanctuary’.

“Y/n! Are you okay?” Megan spoke up as you hid your head onto the counter. “No!”

[sphvm]

well well well

[hwonnrinji]

you're telling me ginger megan is gone?...

[delubabydoll]

girls picking someone to stan:

[reiiaokii]

the picture in top right corner of megan. NO ONE TALK TO ME IM GOIGN CRAYZUEJNSNSNDHWJWBDBD ( dont ask me how i find these photos 😊 )

[bombiikki]

OH GRETA HEAVENS! it seems as though i am a wonderfully tremendous homosexual!

[working-at-the-pyramidtn]

this is my pookie. my no.1 girl, my shayla, omfg. let it be known i am obsessed with her

gif @hiliqht <3

[female-buckets]

Sue and Megan and Diana are in Storrs!!!

[lara4eclipze]

HAPPY 1 YEAR KATSEYE

I'm so happy I've spent so much time with these girls and I hope that they are katseye for a much longer time!—katseye never dies!

[blazefirefox]

posting this inside joke oc thing with my bestie bc honestly this is the best things my hands have produced while blacked out lmao

little blue guy (Megan) belongs to @mapalssyrup and pink lass (Molly) belongs to me :3

[hao-squared]

Tripping mega balls over this rui fit actually

[moyazaika]

close to meeting my gr reading goal for this year!!!! was wondering if any of u guys had some recs for books that will consume my time and soul and leave me feeling miserable yay bonus points for translated fiction and anything psychological!!!!

[sphvm]

How do you think the kats (legal) deal with being turned on when their partner isn't available (or more simply, how do you think they masturbate lol), like, do they use toys (which?), just their fingers, a pillow? Do they do multiple rounds or stop at just one? Do they like to tease themselves or just get straight to doing it? 👀👀

sophia definitely uses her fingers… her fingers are longgg. she doesn’t like teasing and wasting time, immediately plunging two in with deep, fast strokes. she gets wet so easily and it doesn’t take long for her to come.

manon is 100% a toy girl, specifically vibrators. she has some cute little ones that are pink or something. sometimes if she’s desperate she’ll use her fingers as well, she also likes listening to music during.

dani uses her fingers as well, but usually she needs to masturbate to videos or pictures. she takes a little longer to come, so she teases herself as well (touching her tits, playing w her clit, etc).

lara is a toy girl and she has a wide variety of them, from vibrators to dildos. her usual choice is a dildo but she prefers the glass ones. she likes edging herself, taking her time to make herself come and listening to her own pretty sounds.

megan is way too shy to buy toys, so she resorts to using her pillow, grinding into it and moaning louder than she probably should (and louder than she realizes).

[hwonnrinji]

hear a girl out

[sunnyyflowerrs]

our song

yuuji asks megumi what their song is. cute itfs established relationship fluff. minor 268 spoilers. very silly and unserious. under the cut! ~800w

Sunlight filtered through the window, casting an orange glow in Megumi’s bedroom. The two of them were sitting on the bed, doing nothing but enjoying each other’s presence. Yuuji’s head was rested on Megumi’s chest, and music was softly playing from his phone as he scrolled through some dumb app. Megumi had a book open on his lap, a new release on penguins migration patterns that he’d been meaning to read.

“Hey, Megumi?” Yuuji said, the music from his phone stopping as he paused.

The name catches him off guard, as it always does. It’s still new and fresh, and with where his boyfriend’s head is precariously rested on his chest, Megumi is sure that Yuuji can hear how his heart speeds up.

“Yeah?” Megumi responded, not looking up from his book. It was a futile attempt to seem disinterested, an act where Megumi pretended as if he wasn’t holy distracted by the feeling of Yuuji’s warmth. He’d been on the same page for 30 minutes, barely advancing a paragraph.

“What do you think our song is?” Yuuji asked, his head at a weird angle to catch his eyes.

“Our song?” Megumi echoed, giving up on his reading act to meet Yuuji’s honey brown gaze.

“Yeah, like a song that encompasses our relationship. I saw a Tiktok about it.”

“You know I don’t listen to music much.”

“Yeah, yeah, you have a soul of an old grandpa and no creativity.” Yuuji laughed, the complaint lacking any real bite.

“Old soul,” Megumi corrected. “What do you think is our song, then?”

“Hmm.” Yuuji’s eyebrows furrowed like they always did when he was lost in thought. “Oh! I know! Hakari introduced me to these english rappers and I love them. I think I might even change my type.”

“Really?” Megumi said, eyebrows raised in surprise. Yuuji took his type seriously.

“Yeah. I’m thinking of changing my intro to, ‘Hi, I’m Itadori Yuuji, and I like tall woman with a big ass, like Megan thee Stallion”

Megumi sighed, “Or, you could just say ‘Hi, I’m Itadori Yuuji.”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“I’m confused. If I’m not your type, then why date me?” Though it was meant to be lighthearted, Megumi did wonder what made his boyfriend choose him. He might be tall, but he wasn’t as well endowed in the ass department.

“What do you mean?” Yuuji said, tilting his head like a confused puppy. “That’s completely different! Type has nothing to do with who you love”

“I-“ Megumi blushed at his blunt confession, and desperately wished of a change of subject before he turned into a tomato. “Shut up. What does this have to do with our song?”

“Well, she has this one song, Wanna Be, and I think that could be our song!” Yuuji said, excitedly. He pulled up a music app on his phone and suddenly the song started playing through the speakers.

As the music played, Megumi just stared at his boyfriend incredulously. “What.”

“You don’t think this is us?”

“No?”

Yuuji shook his head. “Wait, wait, see i translated the lyrics-“

“You translated the lyrics?”

“And here she says ‘if he don’t wanna be saved, don’t save him,’ and isn’t that what I said to you? During the battle?”

Megumi just continued to stare at him in disbelief. “I don’t think that’s what she meant. At all.”

“And here at the end,” Yuuji continued, ignoring him, “the other rapper is hyping her up, saying ‘Go Meg, Go Meg’, and that kinda sounds like your name!”

“Your english accent is horrendous,” Megumi commented, at a loss for what to say.

“Whatever, that doesn’t matter. what do you think?” Yuuji looked at him, now sitting up. He had so much excitement in his eyes, Megumi felt like if he voiced his true thoughts it would be like kicking a puppy in the face.

That doesnt mean it’s easy to come up with a compliment though. “Um,” Megumi started, reaching for anything positive to say, “it’s really something.”

Yuuji frowned. “You don’t like it,” he pouted, joy in his face dimming.

Fuck. That was the wrong thing to say. He was so bad at this. “No, no,” Megumi backtracked. “It’s so … us.”

At that, Yuuji smiled. “Then, it’s set! It’s our song.”

Megumi smiled softly at his boyfriend’s wide grin. Even though it wasn’t his first choice, or even in his first hundred choices, it was still theirs, and how Megumi not love anything that was theirs? He opened his book again and trained his eyes on the paged he’d try to read a thousand times, failing at hiding his blush. “Yeah, it’s our song.”

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if you made it this far, thanks for reading!! this is such a dumb idea but i heard the song and needed to write them with it, but it was way too short/plotless to go on ao3 so i plopped it here. hope y’all enjoyed!

the song in question: