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[wordedarchive]

In march, the earth wakes up once again.

Khush Bakht via wordedarchive

[strnilolover]

what would matt and/or chris do if reader leaked through her pants (period) while they were out shopping but she was already in a bad mood so they’re trying not to upset her while trying to fix it??

they’d both be sweet and not obvious about it. They’d try to get her to like follow them some place else away form everyone’s eyes and help her.

Matt …

Matt had been keeping an eye on you ever since you woke up in a bad mood. He noticed the way you crossed your arms tightly as you browsed through racks of clothes, clearly uninterested in shopping. He didn’t press you, knowing you just needed some space.

But when you shifted awkwardly and tugged at the back of your shirt, he knew something was wrong. His eyes quickly scanned you, and when he caught sight of the faint stain on your pants, his heart sank.

Matt stepped closer, lowering his voice to keep things casual. “Hey, babe, let’s grab a drink or something. You’ve been looking at clothes for ages.”

You shot him a tired look. “I don’t even want to be here, Matt.” you snipped.

“I know, I know,” he soothed, resting a hand lightly on your shoulder. “But let’s just take a little break, yeah? Maybe grab a coffee?” His tone was calm, almost coaxing.

You sighed but nodded, following him out of the aisle. Matt guided you toward the store’s café area, then paused. “Wait here for a sec. I’ll be right back.” he said, gently having you sit down in a more secluded part.

Before you could protest, he disappeared. A few moments later, he returned with a small shopping bag in hand and a soft hoodie draped over his arm. He handed it to you with a sheepish smile. “I, uh, noticed something earlier. Thought this might make you feel more comfortable.”

Then It clicked in your head, and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks. “Matt—”

“Don’t worry about it,” he cut you off gently, his voice reassuring. “We’ll grab some leggings on the way out. No big deal.”

Tears pricked your eyes — not from embarrassment, but from how thoughtful he was being. Matt caught the look and tilted his head. “Hey, don’t cry,” he said softly, brushing his thumb over your cheek. “You’re good, okay? you’ll get through this, and then I’ll take you home to chill. Sound good?”

Chris …

You had been dragging your feet through the store, annoyed at everything around you. Chris kept glancing your way, unsure how to help. He cracked a few jokes, but your stony silence told him they weren’t landing.

When you shifted your weight and tugged at the back of your shirt, Chris immediately clocked something was wrong. His brow furrowed as he looked you over discreetly, catching sight of the faint stain on your pants. His heart squeezed, knowing how upset you might get if he handled this the wrong way.

Chris casually stepped in front of you, blocking anyone else’s view. “Hey, angel,” he said softly, leaning closer. “I think we should hit the car for a minute.”

You frowned, clearly irritated. “Why?” you said, gritting your teeth.

He hesitated, not wanting to embarrass you. “Trust me, it’s just better if we head out for a sec. We can come back if you want.” he said.

The way his voice softened made you suspicious, but you reluctantly agreed. He walked close behind you, shielding you the best he could until you made it to the parking lot.

Once you reached the car, Chris opened the door for you and handed you his sweatshirt. “Here, wrap this around your waist,” he said gently.

Your face fell as realization dawned, and you immediately looked down at your pants. “Oh my god,” you whispered, mortified.

“Hey, hey, it’s not a big deal,” Chris reassured you quickly. He crouched down so he was eye-level with you, his hands resting lightly on your hips. “This happens, okay? — I know how this works. No one saw, and I���ve got your back.”

You looked at him, your lip trembling. “I’m so over today,” you muttered.

Chris gave you a small smile. “I know, angel. Let’s get you some fresh clothes and head home. We can throw on your favorite movie, and I’ll grab all the snacks you want. Sound good?”

You nodded, and Chris leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. “We’ve got this,” he murmured. “Don’t even stress.”

[monthlywritingchallenges]

🌼 MatchingMarch

March is all about connections—friendships, rivalries, soulmates, and unexpected bonds. Whether it's about finding the perfect match, clashing personalities, or relationships put to the test, these prompts are here to inspire you!

🌼 Prompts

1️⃣ An Unlikely Duo

2️⃣ First Impressions

3️⃣ A Bond Tested

4️⃣ Love or Duty?

5️⃣ Opposites Attract

6️⃣ A Rival Becomes a Friend

7️⃣ A Promise Kept

8️⃣ The Perfect Partner (or Not)

9️⃣ A Connection Across Time

🔟 Meeting Again After Years

1️⃣1️⃣ Found Family

1️⃣2️⃣ The One That Got Away

1️⃣3️⃣ A Pact Made in Secret

1️⃣4️⃣ Fake Relationship Gone Wrong (or Right)

1️⃣5️⃣ A Matchmaker’s Mistake

1️⃣6️⃣ The Moment It Changed

1️⃣7️⃣ From Enemies to Something More

1️⃣8️⃣ A Friendship Lost & Found

1️⃣9️⃣ A Partner in Crime

2️⃣0️⃣ Written in the Stars

2️⃣1️⃣ Love at First Sight—Or Not

2️⃣2️⃣ A Forbidden Connection

2️⃣3️⃣ Two Souls, One Heart

2️⃣4️⃣ A Dance with Destiny

2️⃣5️⃣ Reunited in Unexpected Circumstances

2️⃣6️⃣ The One You Never Noticed

2️⃣7️⃣ A Competition That Changes Everything

2️⃣8️⃣ When Words Aren’t Enough

2️⃣9️⃣ A Letter Never Sent

3️⃣0️⃣ A Goodbye That Feels Like a Beginning

3️⃣1️⃣ The Perfect Match

🌼 How to Join:

🧡 Write a piece inspired by any prompt—daily, weekly, or at your own pace.

🧡 Share your work and tag it with #MatchingMarch and @monthlywritingchallenges

Explore other entries and celebrate the power of connection! Have fun writers!

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: swearing, menstruation, Jack has a bottle of rum, mention of defilement

AN: to keep this historically accurate, this fic going to be a bit more graphic than I normally get with these. I’ll try my best to keep it at a minimum but I make no promises. Consider yourself warned.

I looked up from the desk as Jack walked into his cabin. He gave me a smile before putting the bottle of rum in his hand down. The pile of rags he had under his arm was placed on the bed.

“gibbs collected as many rags as he could. They’re as clean as they’re going to get.” Jack said, putting his hat on a bedpost before coming over to kiss my head. “How you feeling luv?”

“Been better.” I shrugged. “Getting run through with a sword hurt less than this.” I winced as I shifted, feeling the blood pool under me as the rag was saturated. “Can you get me another rag please?” I asked Jack. He nodded and went back to the pile he brought in.

“I should have gotten a damn bucket from cotton.” Jack muttered. I frowned as I stood up, arms coming across my abdomen as pain rippled through me.

“actually Jack, I’m going to lay down.” I said. Jack looked back at me and nodded. I took the rag from him and tied it to me like underwear. Grabbing another, I repeated the action. “Hopefully this lasts long enough.” Jack helped me onto the bed.

“would getting drunk help?” Jack asked as he reached for the bottle again. I shook my head and Jack shrugged as he took a swig. “All I have to offer at the moment.” I smiled softly at him as he climbed on the bed next to me.

“I still appreciate it.” I said, laying my head on his shoulder. Jack wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss to my head.

“wish I could do more luv.” He whispered before leaning down and kissing me softly. “I’ve never liked seeing you in pain.” I hummed as I leaned my head against him.

“I know. Nor do I.” I rubbed his chest, humming as I traced a tattoo. “It’s just one of those things I’ve had to deal with. And will continue to deal with.”

“maybe tia dalma…”

“no.” I frowned at Jack, gently pushing on his chest. Jack gave me a small smile. “I will not go back to that bitch. Last time I saw her she said I’d be dead by your hand. And defiled by hectors. Fuck no.” Jack chuckled as he kissed me, cupping the back of my neck.

“my feisty little one.” Jack mused against my lips. “Always the longest week of my life. You show off, act like a little spit fire and I can’t do a damn thing about it.” I laughed as I ran my hand over jacks chest again.

“maybe one day I’ll let you.” I smirked against his lips. “Not today. But maybe. If you’re good.” Jack moaned and sagged against me.

“fucking tease.” He whispered, eyes shining as he looked at me. “I love you. Spit fire and all.” I smiled at him as I pulled him on top of me.

“I love you too.” I whispered back.

[theoddsideofme]

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Carrie's pocket book "Carri Pocke" has been released📚🎉

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[ghastcyning]

December journal spread. Featuring a winter watercolor scene.

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big comfy jacky

sep p8ron monthly for @ teenylittleworm @ tealberriest

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january in color

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My sis drew the monthly canvas! @dream-piper Check it out then check her page out! Webtoon

[girlmagicfr]

Preparing for the New Month

A guide with effective tips for planning your month with success in mind.

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[monthlywritingchallenges]

🌟 Prompts 🌟

Here are 28 prompts to inspire your writing throughout the month. Explore themes of finding love, friendship, purpose, or even yourself.

1. Lost & Found

2. A Forgotten Memory

3. A Letter Discovered

4. The First Clue

5. Hidden in Plain Sight

6. Finding a New Home

7. Reuniting After Years

8. A Treasure Map

9. A Long-Lost Friend

10. Searching in the Snow

11. Something You Weren’t Looking For

12. A Key Without a Lock

13. The Missing Piece

14. Love in Unexpected Places

15. A Truth Revealed

16. Following the Stars

17. The Journey Back

18. A Shared Discovery

19. The Answer Was Inside All Along

20. Rediscovering Joy

21. A Face in the Crowd

22. Chasing Shadows

23. A Whisper in the Wind

24. An Unexpected Guide

25. A Forgotten Place

26. Lost Time

27. The Final Step

28. End

Let’s make February a month of growth, connection, and creativity. Have fun! ✍️❄️

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @onedirectionlovers2014

warnings: mensuration, swearing

A tapping at my window made me stir. Eric was crouched down on my fire escape, staring in at me. The crow on his shoulder took off as I motioned him in. He slowly opened the window and ducked in. I smiled softly at him and reached out.

"What's wrong?" he asked, tilting his head at me. His eyes scanned over me as he knelt down next to the bed. "You don't look good."

"Period." I muttered. Eric cupped my cheek and nodded. His thumb rubbed over my cheekbone. "Hit like a fucking freight train this morning."

"I can leave if you want me to." He said, leaning forward to kiss my forehead. "Come back when you're feeling better." I shook my head and reached out to grab his shirt. Eric looked down with a raised eyebrow.

"That won't be for a week." I groaned. "Please don't." He nodded and I loosened my grip on his shirt. "What did you do for Shelly?" I asked finally. Eric moved to sit next to me on the bed.

"What do you mean?" he asked, brushing hair off my face and rubbing my back.

"What did you do for her? When she had her period? Did you hold her? Draw her a bath? Buy her candy? What did you do?" Eric looked away and focused on the rain pouring down out of the window. "Eric?"

"She kicked me out basically." He finally answered. "She didn't like me being around her. Said it was too much to handle at once. I played a lot of gigs during that week." Eric turned back to me. "I still bought her candy. Art supplies. Anything she would have wanted. I left it outside the door and headed back out after." I smiled softly.

"That sounds sweet." I said, reaching over and putting my hand on his leg. He nodded, eyes downcast. "What did she say after?"

"She didn't say anything. Just kissed my cheek and practically dragged me to the bedroom." Eric laughed. "That was her way of showing me her appreciation for what I had done." He shrugged, looking back up and meeting my eyes. "I never complained." I smiled at him.

"I would think you wouldn't." I laughed. Eric shrugged, smiling at me. "Well, I'd much rather have you here to cuddle with me." I squeezed his leg. "Unless you have somewhere else to be tonight." I added, noticing the crow sitting on the fire escape. Eric shook his head.

"Tonight I'm all yours." He said, climbing over me and taking his place behind me. I hummed happily as his warm hand pressed against my abdomen. "Sleep. I'll be here when you wake." I nodded sleepily, scooting back against him before nodding off.

[emiebie]

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