#oh how i love the chubb

[illiana-mystery]

Detective Daddy Manning

[idontactuallywherepjs]

pt. 1

So. I started reading The Rangers Apprentice last night, and I only got up to chapter six i think (Will's just arrived at Halt's cottage for his first day of training and Halt remarks that at least he's on time and already had breakfast). And. I'm in love. Im buying the first three books today.

Anyways, assorted thoughts.

I really like the dynamic all of the wards have with each other. Like yeah these are kids who grew up together and love and get on each other's nerves in equal measure.

Will and Alyss being the only two who don't remember their parents is both heartbreaking and makes perfect sense in a weird way? I don't really know how to explain it but it just fits.

It also makes them confiding in each other about what craft their aiming for that much more impactful.

But it's also infinitely funnier to me that Alyss didn't look up. They've known each other their entire lives, literally, and she didn't. Look. Up. Comedy gold.

I just about cried at Will's reasoning for battleschool.

For whatever reason, Martin reminds me of a rat. I want to hit him with a frying pan. He's delightful.

I loved all the Craftmasters. Yeah their personalities and descriptions aren't groundbreaking or anything but they still seem neat.

Chubb's wooden ladle.

Jenny and Chubb's entire interaction. Him hitting her on the head. so great.

Will being able to feel Halt's eyes on him is so good. Like yeah! He's a natural! (I hope he falls on a face a few times while training but I love the detail that he was chosen because of his potential, not because he'll be perfect out the gait, and I like that his potential as a ranger is in obvious to him.

Will's pranks and mischief is so good. I love that detail. And the bunnies oh my gosh. I was laughing with Lady Pauline.

The second that paper was mentioned in knew what Will was going to do.

I did however think that the paper would be blank.

Will just causally doing. All of That. to get up the tower. Holy shit. Horrifying. scaling the wall especially.

I hope someone told the guard on duty what was happening right above his head i think his reaction would be funny.

My heart stopped when Halt grabbed Wills hand. Like I could tell it was coming there was no way he wasn't getting caught but i was still startled for some reason.

I hope nobody told the guards outside Baron Arald's office anything about what happened that night. Let them be confused.

Baron Arald is the funniest character so far and nobody laughs. "This time, use the stairs." Hilarious! that was so funny. poor guy is taken way to seriously i love him.

I really like the pacing so far. just something ive noticed. I takes it's time and lingers on certain scenes where other books would jump ahead. I like it.

I think ive forgotten how much i love this part of a story. it's the beginning. Ive just met the characters. I've got no idea what happens next. The plot hasn't really kicked off. The big bad is just in the distance. It's nice. It's relaxing. I love it.

[squiddy-god]

your literally the only neuvillette writer ever in my mind… please write more for him (fluff or smut)

you mentioned tail riding in your first neuvi post 👀👀👀 #letusridehistail

or transmasc reader x neuvillette fluff! i never see this

no pressure - ✨🪽

Hehehehe thank you so much, i literally cant explain how happy this makes me knowing i occupy the thoughts of my readers, i also absolutely agree #RideThatTailNOW and i will be writing that laterbut this is some ftm x neuvi fluff, because as a ftm man i need more content about this  REQUEST ALWAYS OPEN♥︎ dont be shy!! Cw : fluff, ftm, masc!reader, m!reader, neuvillette x ftm! Reader, binder talk, ftm stuff duh, showering together, non sexual intimacy, implied chubby reader

Hhmmmmgggggghhhh just,,,just imagine walking around the city with nuvi when he has a moment to spare,,,just being hand in hand with him

Pinkies linked together and the look on his face just being oh so in love, so full of tender longing 

Meeting him after he has court and he is making a b-line towards you, because he is just filled with the need to kiss your hand

I adore the ftm furina hcs so i like to think he is surprisingly versed on this matter

Hear me out, neuvillette is infact a very protective man, and much like how he puts laws in place to protect his daughters the melusines, he also puts laws in place to protect trans people 

Introduces you to people as he darling partner, his special boy 

Reminds you to be safe when binding and to not bind too tight or too long. 

Having the Iudex correct people when they misgender you (on purpose or otherwise) is an almost giddy feeling because a) seeing him defend you with that imposing stare is hot and B) WHO IS GOING TO ARGUE WITH HIM??? 

He is one of 5 men (and counting) in tayvat that no one is arguing with on this matter, 

Sometimes he says things that are sweet and romantic without realizing that he's being incredibly charming 

“My dear” “my special man” “my precious boy” etc just seem to fall from his lips as he holds you close 

Neuvi enjoys long walks by bodies of water and he enjoys them even more when he can walk with you 

Ok so, two things i personally struggle with is dysphoria and my body- fantastically neuvi is great for both

One of the reasons i love neuvillette so much is because he is so genuine and ernest even if he comes off as awkward, he still feels honest

So i feel like he genuinely loves your body so much, every bit of chubb, any t-growth or hormone side effects, he loves how your voice changes, not just how it gets deeper but how you sound happier. The surgery scars or even your boobs, doesn't matter he loves you, the way he looks at you so reverently, eyes brimming with tears of joy and love, is so incredibly reassuring 

There's also the fact that seeing your body, seeing you, none of it makes him think of you as less of a man, the thought doesn't even cross his mind, all he thinks is how much he loves you and how happy you are, his special man

[miasmaghoul]

dudes i am so high.

have an unknown number of words of gross nasty raunchy-ass swissdew ft trans dew, knotting and mildly undernegotiated piss. dont worry hes into it

but i mean it its NASTY ♡

Swiss getting him face down, ass up, pinning Dew's face to the bed while he rails him. Dew grabbing at the sheets and just gagging for it, so noisy and desperate. Swiss really giving to him, hard and deep just like they both like it. Running his mouth the whole time about how he's gonna fill Dew up, gonna make him take his knot, gonna get so deep inside.

Dew cums the second Swiss shoves it in, spasming and soaking Swiss's thighs. Swiss spills everything he has in Dew's perfect cunt, gripping his hips and grinding as deep as he can go. Telling Dew how good he feels, how well he's squeezing him, what a perfect hole he has.

Every clench wrings another dribble from him, and Swiss has a terrible idea.

He pulls out with effort while his knot is still half inflated, loving the gasp Dew gives him when it pops out. He doesn't pull back all the way, though. Leaves the tip inside. Swiss grabs Dew's wrists and pulls his arms back. Makes him grab his own ass. Dew moans low in his throat and takes the hint, spreading himself as wide as he can. Swiss groans.

"Good boy," he murmurs, rocking his hips, "now push me out."

Dew makes a choked sound, his toes curl, but he listens. Clenches until Swiss's softening cock slides from his body with an overtly wet noise. Swiss hisses with it, immediately cupping Dew's cunt with a large hand.

"Fuck, what a perfect little whore you are," he bites out, rubbing his palm over swollen folds to make Dew twitch. "Now give it back to me."

Dew whimpers when the request clicks, burying his face in the sheets when Swiss slides back to kneel at the foot of the bed. Gets himself level with that gorgeous cunt, still covered by his hand.

"I want every drop, baby," he coos, pressing a kiss to Dew's thigh, "lemme see you leak for me."

He pulls back his hand, and is immediately greeted by the sight of Dew's ruined hole, still gaped from his knot and already pouring his own mess. Swiss whines when it slides down over Dew's still-trobbing clit, a slippery trail that drips onto the damp sheets below. He runs encouraging hands over Dew's quivering thighs, shaking with the sheer level of exposure.

"Like that, just like that," Swiss rasps, licking his lips. "Push - yeah, push it out, oh fuck."

Swiss devolves into messy praise and curses, high on the sight of Dew's cunt clenching around nothing when he bears down.

"More, keep going," Swiss pants, fondling his still sensitive cock. No way he can get hard again so soon, but this it fucking him up beyond reason. "Every drop, sweetheart, you can do it."

Dew lets out a reedy whine, adjusting his grip to open himself wider, arching his back so Swiss can get a good look inside. So shamefully exposed, the little ghoul utterly embarrassed and so woefully into it. He bears down again, harder this time and -

"Oh."

They gasp it in unison when Dew leaks a tiny stream of piss along with Swiss's cum, immediately clenching hard enough to staunch it. He makes the saddest sound, but Swiss can't help his own deeply pained moan.

"Oh, baby," he huffs, reeling a little, "gimme that too, let it out for me, let me see it." He's babbling, he knows it, but he cant stop. His hips rock against the mattress, a useless little rut that feels good anyway. "Please, fuck, please lemme see -"

Swiss cuts himself off when Dew sniffles, visibly relaxing. Opening himself up again. The first few drops hit the sheets and Swiss nearly chokes on his own tongue.

The stream starts in earnest, splashing hot over Dew's thighs, and against all odds Swiss can feel himself stiffening up again.

"'m gonna fuck you again after this," he spits, "while you're all wet and sloppy." He drags his thumbs along Dew's spread lips, adoring the cry it elicits. "Then we're doing this again."

Dew sobs, but he can't hide the way his chubby clit throbs.

[ranger-sal]

Hello again!

I was bored so I came up with something

I feel like Halt falls asleep very fast when someone he trusts massages his head or neck.

So don’t mind me writing something about it below the cut :)

There is a knock on the door of the cabin. Halt stands up and walks over to the door. He looks out of one of the window and sees Pauline. A small smile appears on the ranger’s lips. He looks at the meal he’s cooking thinking, ‘if I leave now, will it burn?’

He concludes that it won’t. He quickly goes in one of the empty rooms and takes a simple bouquet of wild flowers. Daisies and buttercups. The ranger knows that the diplomat loves them. Lady Pauline knocks on the door a second time. Halt opens the door “Sorry for the delay, my lady, but I had to grab some flowers for you. How can I help you?” Pauline laughs. “We’ve gone over this, Halt.” “Yea yea, I was just messing around. Come in,” Halt says while trying to hide a smile “I did get flowers though.”

Lady Pauline takes the bouquet of delicate flowers. She smiles “You always know what to get me.” She says softly. She appreciates the things the ranger does for her. There’s even been times where he gave her pastries that look like they’re made by Chubb himself. But knowing Halt, they are. He sometimes would even just give her flowers for no reason. No man had ever treated her like that. And she loves him for it.

Halt smiles. He loves the lady standing in front of him. It was said that it was love at first sight, but it wasn’t. He had seen the lady before they ‘first’ met. She was undercover and getting harassed by some drunk men. He had helped her and they became friends. Of course he developed a small crush on her. Who wouldn’t? It was lady Pauline, not only beautiful but also kind and smart. In the beginning he of course didn’t think off her like that but when she had to go and he was alone, he missed her.

After dinner the diplomat sits on the simple, yet comfortable couch. Whenever she visits Halt or Halt visits her he always washes the dishes himself. Pauline looks into the fire of the fire pit. The house of the ranger is always neat and homey. She looks at the dark green carpet with creatures on it. She once asked Halt about them and he went on a whole rant about them. She chuckles as she thinks of his face. Normally the ranger is cold but he looked so happy when she actually listened to him. The small living room is slightly decorated with drawings of flowers and plants, a small canvas with a real butterfly on it and pans on the wall. She has asked about the drawings but Halt never told her where he bought them. Then the ranger sits next to her. Pauline looks at him expectedly and when it seems like he’s not getting is she pulls him closer to her.

“I keep on forgetting that you like getting hugged.” The ranger says while sitting differently to get more comfortable. He ends up with his face against her neck. “Oh shush.” Pauline rolls her eyes and laughs.

They sit in silence for a while. Pauline places a soft hand on Halt’s head. Halt closes his eyes and gives Pauline a gentle kiss. He puts his head back down by the diplomat’s chest, the soft fabric feels soft on his cheek. He smiles softly. After a while of listening to her soft heartbeat he falls asleep.

[realtapiocafan]

NFL Pookies

Arizona Cardinals

IDC

Atlanta Falcons

Jessie Bates we miss you in Cincy <3

Carolina Panthers

I saw an interview with Xavier Legette when the Panthers were in Germany and that is one thick southern accent, charmed me instantly

Chuba Hubbard's a funny name ngl

Chicago Bears

There was a bears player that made a comment on Jayson Tatum and the Olympics a couple of weeks ago, and ever since then they're 0-3 (blocked fg, OT loss, whatever today was)

I'm very petty yes

Dallas Cowboys

CeeDee deserves to be in a stadium with curtains

Let Brandon Aubrey try a 70 yd fg!

Detroit Lions

Oh I'm very very fond of Montgomery and Gibbs, 'Sonic and Knuckles' what a cute nickname, the dynamic of 'both of them are good enough to be the #1 option on a different team but they choose to work together' >>>, that Montgomery Disney celly was everything for me, absolutely adore how small running backs look compared to everyone else

Amon-Ra 🔥, headstand! wow

the story of Jake Bates 🥹

DJ Reader is doing well there, always nice to see!

I do get weird vibes from Goff? Maybe it's just me?

Green Bay Packers

Big fan of Josh Jacobs ngl, I swear bro does not go down

I think my dad's entirely sick of Christian Watson dropping passes (he's a Packers fan yeah)

Los Angeles Rams

I love just saying Puka Nacua

Minnesota Vikings

Justin Jefferson has my heart and soul and anything else he asks for

If you follow Vikings social media they do a content called 'Tell us with Metellus', 10/10 no notes, Josh Metellus is one hilarious dude

let me introduce y'all to another Vikings safety named Camryn Bynum, he copied that one Australian breakdancer for one celly, and did the Parent Trap handshake with Metellus, I hope he wins celly of the year!

Jordan Addison what a player

Very intrigued by Sam Darnold's rise from the dead

KOC to all first round qb busts: 'i can fix him'

New Orleans Saints

... I like Chase Young ig

I also thought it was very funny that there wasn't a murder in NOLA when the Saints went 2-0 those first two weeks

New York Giants

LEEK! I saw a tweet saying Statefarm should sign Malik so they can do the 'Like a good Nabers, Statefarm is there' and I cracked up, NY media sucks, he's a kid leave him alone he's trying his best,

Philadelphia Eagles

OPOY Saquon!, that backwards hurdle was insaneee,

i find it very funny how cooper dejean is the only white cb in the league, and he's been balling!

San Francisco 49ers

Tumblr propoganda has got me hooked on Fred Warner

CMC gives me douchey white boy vibes idk

I will never root for Nick Bosa, (i know not everyone I'm listing has my political views but don't just barge in and endorse someone in the middle of your teammate's postgame interview)

Seattle Seahawks

IDC

Tampa Bay Buccaneers

I'll be honest I saw Baker take a sack ONCE and Mike Evans and Chris Godwin support him to the sideline and I was speechless for a second there

Washington Commanders

I want Jayden to have success, I believe in him I really do, doesn't look very bright rn but I have faith

Baltimore Ravens

makes me feel 🤮 to have positive emotions for a divisional rival, but lamar is really really good

Derrick Henry has also been amazing there

Buffalo Bills

my brother's a Bills fan so I root for them when I can, 13 seconds was absolutey devastating for him,

Keon Coleman's been pretty good for them

Cincinnati Bengals

My baes 😭, it's been tough

I support Ja'Marr's rights AND wrongs, he's the best idc

Joe should be protected at all costs and has never had a good o-line around him and someone on twitter said we're gonna andrew luck him and I googled andrew luck and omfg we're andrew luck-ing him

Trey carrying the entirety of the defense

Everyone else can ---I shouldn't say some things aloud

I hope someone gives Tee a BAG this offseason (probably not us unfortunately)

Cleveland Browns

Jameis Winston is one funny dude, I will remember that snow game for ages,

Teared up a little at Nick Chubb's TDs,

Denver Broncos

I'm a hater I hate

Really shallow of me, but no team led by "BO NIX" is ever winning SHIT, it goes against the world order,

Houston Texans

Guys is CJ uglier than Jayden? My brother says no, I say yes

Still a little sad over Diggs tearing his ACL

Go Joe Mix!

Indianapolis Colts

also boo

Anthony Richardson wtf you mean you tired, you can't SAY that dude, what media training did you go through

Jacksonville Jaguars

Bc most of the people i root for are LSU alumni, i do root for brain thomas jr

Not a trevor lawrence believer i'll admit

Cat team solidarity ✊

Kansas City Chiefs

Fuck 'em

Actually I like Justin Reid a lot but shhh

For my football enjoyment Xavier Worthy develop some goddamn sideline awareness, you're fast but you need to be in bounds!

I'm also a little fond of Pacheco

Las Vegas Raiders

Brock Bowers been balling!

Los Angeles Chargers

I have no goodwill for Justin Herbert in my heart

Miami Dolphins

How much is Tyreek paying in child support?

Waddle's underrated imo

Tua you got a marshmallow for a head wear the fucking guardian cap

New England Patriots

I like Drake Maye a lot

Christian Gonzalez is one of the few corners I know by name

New York Jets

Davante asked for the trade I know, but if Rodgers leaves him I'm gonna hate Rodgers even more, getting back together with your ex is ALWAYS a bad idea davante,

twitter is very steadfast on removing sauce's nickname bc he's been kinda ass, it's kinda funny

Garrett Wilson with the catch of the year!, sign him to Jordan rn!

Pittsburgh Steelers

Nobody good wears yellow and black. BUMBLEBEES

TJ did deserve DPOY last year and they'll probably give it to him this year to make up for it, but I don't really think he deserves it, also gives me douchey white boy vibes,

Kind of in awe over George Pickens?

Tennessee Titans

Is Sneed off the injury report? What happened to dude anyways?

[marietheran]

LotR reread - book 1, chapter 1 - A Long-expected Party

Love how the title is the inverse of the first chapter title in The Hobbit: "An Unexpected Party"

"There were some that shook their heads and thought this was too much of a good thing... that anyone should posses (apparently) perpetual youth as well as (reputedly) inexhaustible wealth... 'It will have to be paid for,' they said. 'It isn't natural, and trouble will come of it!' - Well, 'twould be paid for. Dear, jealous Hobbits, you don't know just how right you are.

I love the Hobbit-gossip tbh

Gandalf has a blue hat!

The preparations are a joy to read about.

Tolkien does have a sense of humour; it's subtle, but it's there in this chapter.

"'Hear! Hear! Hear' they shouted, and kept on repeating it in chorus, seeming reluctant to follow their own advice." - xdd, that's not even subtle.

...Mrs. Melilot Brandybuck... Wait, isn't that an Elvish name??

Obligatory puzzlement at the "I don't know half of you half as well as you deserve" speech.

"There was a dead silence, until suddenly, after several deep breaths, every Baggins, Boffin, Took, Brandybuck, Grubb, Chubb, Burrows, Bolger, Bracegirdle, Brockhouse, Goodbody, Hornblower and Proudfoot began to talk at once." 😁

Sorry, but the "I feel thin, sort of stretched" line is now "like one book that's been turned into three movies" for me.

"I want to see mountains again, Gandalf - mountains" - well, I can sympathize.

Ummm... Gandalf aren't you bending your rules a little when you scare Bilbo like that?

Pursuing it with eager feet/ Until it joins some larger way/ Where many paths and errands meet/ And whither then? I cannot say - this seems like it's got some profound meaning in context, somehow.

The labels on the "presents" are hilarious, but how nice of Bilbo that most of the actual gifts gifts are distributed where they're wanted.

The idea that there are presents/mathoms that just circulate around the Shire over and over again because no one knows what to do with them is funny though.

"A false rumour that the whole household was being distributed free spread like wildfire" - oh no, poor Frodo! 😁

And the kids trying to dig holes in the cellars haha

The "It was a compliment and so, of course, not true" exchange😁

[squigglewiggles]

First Contact

My first OC fic that I'm posting here! These alien clown and performer goobers are slowly invading my mind. I hope you enjoy!

Warning, this is a sfw tickle fic!

For context: Solia and Luna are aliens that traveled to earth in escape of the leader on their home planet (Satix). They crash on earth and find the circus and the crew inside, making new friends instantly. They get a job at the circus doing tricks, which also allows them to have clothes, sustenance, and shelter. They cannot speak, they can only make quiet noises.

“Okay, Break time! Everyone Scatter!” Temper yelled across the circus. The clock rang, showing the time 12 pm, which the girls now knew as ‘noon’, and also lunch time! Solia and Luna didn’t eat much, if at all, usually sticking around in the break room, observing the chatter and banter of the other performers.

Everyone walked to the break room together, all of them sitting down at their usual spots. Paprika sat on the crates near the right side of the room next to Topaz and Pepper, while Saltine sat somewhat isolated near the back of the room, yet still within talking distance in case he had some input. Chubbs sat on the left side of the room, munching on his food ever so loudly. Solia always sat next to Paprika while Luna sat next to Topaz. Those two were their respective people. They connected to the two like no other. 

“Blegh, did you guys see next week’s schedule for the carnival? Looks like we’ll be living here for those 7 days, ladies and gentlemen.” Topaz started the conversation. Everyone groaned in unison once she said those words. That always meant long days, barely any breaks, and lots and lots of crowds. 

Solia and Luna were just starting to learn how things worked around here. They didn’t mind long days, at least they had a place to sleep and eat, as well as friends to keep them company. The crowds, though? That was a whole new story. The cheering, clapping, laughing, booing, and other reactions made their jobs miserable. They loved doing as they did, but they didn’t like having to ‘wow’ the crowd with such mundane tricks. It bored them and almost humiliated them. The two of them sulked in their seats once they heard Topaz speak. 

On some days, they almost missed their days on Satix. Then they remembered their treatment from their leader and that feeling stopped. 

“D’awh, cheer up, you two! You girls are gonna do great! You always wow the crowd!” Paprika said with a fond smile as she saw Solia mope in her chair. She took a bite of her sandwich, always peanut butter and grape jelly, and patted the little alien on the head. If only Solia could explain why she was so down.

 “At least ya’ don’t gotta ruin your voice over the course ‘atta week!” She spoke with a mouth full of sandwich as she jokingly poked Solia in the side. This caused the little one to let out a soft, barely audible squeak.

Huh, that was weird.

Paprika picked up on it immediately. She swallowed her bite and tilted her head. “...What was that?” She wondered if she had hurt the poor thing! Clearly not, though, as Solia sat just as confused next to the dog.

“Whatever it was, it was adorable!” Topaz spoke up with a wide grin. “Do it again!” She encouraged Paprika.

“Like this?” Paprika poked Solia’s side again, causing the girl to squeak and flinch once more. “Oh my goodness! That was so cute! Wait, don’t tell me…” She grinned widely.

“Are they ticklish?” Sal piped up from his brooding corner.

“Awh! I think they are!” Topaz chuckled, taking another bite of their lunch.

Solia sat very confused. Ticklish? What does that mean? It was such a strange feeling, almost tingly… It didn’t hurt… She quite liked it, actually! She leaned over and put her head on Paprika’s arm. Why was she so hot all of a sudden?

“Oh dear, I think the poor thing is blushing!” Saltine spoke up once more, chuckling a rare, quiet huff of laughter.

“Are you ticklish, too, little one?” Topaz took the liberty of giving Luna’s side a gentle pinch, causing her to have the same reaction. “Oh, you are!” Topaz laughed. Luna had the same thoughts as Solia, only she felt more embarrassed. She was supposed to be tough! Not sensitive to these tingly feelings!

Paprika put her sandwich down and scooped Solia into her lap. She held one arm around the alien, using her other paw to poke and pinch all of the poor girl’s helpless tummy.

At this sensation, Solia broke into quiet, yet squeaky giggles. She couldn’t help but squirm in Paprika’s grasp, trying to push gently at the merciless paw, but to no avail. Upon seeing this, Luna tried to run away, only to be caught by Topaz.

“Not so fast, cutie! I have to try this for myself!” The tiger brought Luna up higher, holding her in one arm just like Solia. Instead of using her paw, though, Topaz bent down and used her maw to ever so gently bite at Luna's tummy. 

This was torturous for the poor aliens. Topaz’s dull rubber teeth made for a horrible tool against Luna’s sensitive torso! Paprika’s paws were also so unbearable, it was almost as if the wiggling digits were made for tickling! 

Both the girls wriggled and squirmed, trying to escape their attacker’s ticklish grasps. They laughed nearly in unison, their giggles of the same frequency and volume. Squeaky, quiet, and filled with squeals. Their tails wagged incredibly fast as they endured the treatment, pushing and squirming to try and stop the sensations. Their blush filled their faces and necks, Solia’s being orange and Luna’s being a deep blue-ish purple.

Paprika looked over at what Topaz was doing, smiling at Luna’s reaction. She decided to try it for herself, much to Solia’s dismay.

Solia’s reaction became more intense, as the feeling of Paprika’s strong gob chewing on her tender tummy sent the poor thing into hysterics. Her giggles became ten times louder as she squirmed even more viciously than before. She squealed more, too, as paprika continued to nibble on her belly. 

“I suppose that works better, hm? How adorable.” Sal chuckled over a cup of tea as he sat cross legged in his chair. 

Soon, the girls' laughter went silent and they barely had the energy to squirm. Both Topaz and Paprika let up, keeping them cradled in their arms as they went limp from exhaustion. Solia hid her face in Paprika’s stomach and Luna looked away, not daring to make eye contact with anyone, her expression somewhat grumpy as she blushed fiercely.

“You alright, there? Didn’t go too hard on ya’, hm?” Paprika rubbed Solia’s shoulder. The poor alien could only shake her head no.

“You okay, too, Luna?” Topaz asked. Luna very subtly nodded, still looking away. The tiger chuckled, patting her on the head. 

Soon, the circus’s major clock rang as their fifteen minute break was up. Paprika and Topaz stood up, Solia staying in Pap’s arms while Luna reached to get down. As soon as Topaz set her on the ground, Luna swiftly shuffled away, immediately going to continue practicing her trapeze routine.

“Y’know you gotta go back to practice sometime, right?” Paprika teased Solia, who nodded in her arms. She chuckled, setting the alien down. She went to start practicing, too.

Topaz walked over to Paprika, leaning in to say, “We gotta do that more often. That was adorable.” 

Paprika chuckled. “Yes, I agree. I think they liked it, too. At least Solia did.”

“Yeah, Luna didn’t mind it. She was flustered, though!” Topaz and Paprika laughed.

“Back to work, you two! No dilly-dallying, lollygagging, or horsing around! You know the rules!” Temper went to scold Topaz and Paprika. They both rolled their eyes.

“Yes, Temper.” They said in unison, both going their own ways to practice their routines for next week.

Next week would be a long one for all of the performers. That, as well as one filled with lots of laughter for Solia and Luna.

[castlebyersafterdark]

honestly those audacity anons really surprise me! theyre sort of like the generic smutty fic we see. only one or two were actually vulnerable or revealing. damn fun though! and i have a feeling a lot more guys are on this blog than i had thought...

i liked the one that acknowledged noah's chubb in the espresso video - hadnt seen that acknowledged. and i liked the one about finn's fetishes... THAT is a blush-worthy subject.

i sort of agree with the fetish anon... mainly because the way finn spoke about being a big fan of transgressive fiction at a con and told the audience of mainly young teens that it wasnt appropriate for them to read so he wasnt recommending it haha. that stuff can be super dark. and as a horror fan, the way his humour is, he just strikes me as a guy who has been deep in the metaphorical subreddits, ya know? like noah is the freak who would do anything you ask. but finn is the freak who's asking, you get me? but only with people he trusts. super deep secret i think.

vinny i think your answers to them were the most audacious of all haha. i especially love that you finally revealed your fantasy for how they hook up. i also have a genuine question about your exploratory 3 bjs in one night... weren't you worried about contracting some sort of sti? wish i was bold enough to try that many guys in succession, but if worst comes to, how will you know what you got and from who lol??

I get what you mean about the generic smut angle - I think the whole vibe there stems from the off the cuff nature of a confessional. There's less time devoted to digging into the emotion, its all very surface level. Maybe even shock value. Feeling like you want to say something raunchy but that's all you can come up with on the fly, but it's naughty enough. It's surface level horniness rather than utilizing imagination and true fantasy. It's graffiti on a bathroom stall.

And I know from vibes and other asks and knowing who my followers are and suspecting lurkers, there's definitely more guys here in this fandom than you'd think. Which I absolutely love!! ❤️ Not the majority, by far, but we out here.

like noah is the freak who would do anything you ask. but finn is the freak who's asking, you get me? but only with people he trusts. super deep secret i think.

THIS IS IT THIS IS THEM!! Exactly how i view their personalities.

And hahahaha ducking and hiding 🫣 hearing I was the most shocking part of the event. Oh gosh. There are depths to my brain and imagination I have barely scratched so. There ya go. And oooh I agree with you there on that infamous night. What was I thinking? Wasn't. I honestly don't have tooooo many notably wild stories so that's my go to - because YEAH! Young Vinny, what were you doing??? Lucky to have walked away with nothing happening, but that's pretty damn brazen and risky. Listen, freshly out and wildly experimental young me was a damn disaster. I look back and cringe but can laugh about it now because minimal fallout happened from that era. My scars are mostly emotional. I had my fun... and was lucky. It was truly one of those more than tipsy bold nights where I just wanted to do what I wanted to do, being young and feeling desirable for once, the invincibility of youth and how I was gonna live forever. And be that bitch 💁‍♂️👏 Feeling powerful just from sucking a bunch of dick. It's so ridiculous 🙄 But that's what happens!!

[justabumatthepark]

Eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE

Euphoria

Them superpowers getting neutralized, I can only watch in silence

The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin'

You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful

I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle

Fabricating stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale

A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now

You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted

Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection

I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em

I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness

Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too

But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you

Shoo, shoo, shoo

Shoo, shoo, shoo

Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee

Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay

Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay

I ain't thinkin' about no reaper

Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay

Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay

Hellcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay

Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway

And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame

Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away?

Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play

Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face?

Have you ever paid five hundred thou' like to an open case?

Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight

I hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die

They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city"

He fakin' for likes and digital hugs

His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done

Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky

I'll park your son

The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way

I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes

Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage

I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave

Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted

What is it? The braids?

I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay

It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage

I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh

It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh

I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh

You know I got language barriers, huh

It's no accent you can sell me, huh

Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga, the crown is heavy, huh

I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly

I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef

Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T

You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me

He's Terrence Thornton, I'm Terence Crawford, yeah, I'm whoopin' feet

We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way

I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint

This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest

It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater

I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress

I hate the way that you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct

We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themself with real women

And notice, I said "we, " it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin'

How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough?

How many more Black features 'til you finally feel that you're Black enough?

I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough

You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin'

Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one

Let your core audience stomach that, then tell 'em where you get your abs from

V12, it's a fast one, baow-baow-baow, last one

Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk

Remember?

Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with?

Extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch

I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous

Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with

I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress

Surprised you wanted that feature request

You know that we got some shit to address

I even hate when you say the word "nigga, " but that's just me, I guess

Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess

Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed

Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand, and it won't be no threat

I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is a man? 'Cause I ain't seen him yet

Matter fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet

When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches

I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em

Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits, I'll make sure I double back with you

You were signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga

Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record?

Hoe, what? You ain't like that record?

"Back To Back, " I like that record

I'ma get back to that, for the record

Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap?

That's hoe shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that

And tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that

And givin' him tools to walk through life like day-by-day, know nothin' 'bout that

Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen, man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considerin', you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Ain't 20-v-1, it's 1-v-20 if I gotta smack niggas that write with you

Yeah, bring 'em out too, I'll clean 'em out too

Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you

Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Hale Osteen

Funny, he was in a film called "AI"

And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him

I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin

Yeah, OV-hoe niggas is dick riders

Tell 'em run to America, they imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence

What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast

And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it

Pick a nigga off one at a time with it

We can be on a three-hour time difference

Don't speak on the family, crodie

It can get deep in the family, crodie

Talk about me and my family, crodie?

Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie

I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie

Tell me you're cheesin', fam

We can do this right now on the camera, crodie

Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas

I wave one finger and thump y'all niggas like mmm

Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food

Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too

If you take it there, I'm takin' it further

Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do

Ooh

We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more

We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more

Stop

[fahrni]

Saturday Morning Coffee

Good morning from Charlottesville, Virginia! ☕️

Another week and month in the books. We’ve crossed into February and Punxsutawney Phil says six more weeks of winter. I’m ok with that. Coffees ready, let’s get going.

MARK KENNEDY • Yahoo

Carl Weathers, linebacker-turned-actor who starred in ‘Rocky’ movies and ‘The Mandalorian,’ dies

I remember seeing Rocky as a kid and I didn’t much like Apollo Creed. He was arrogant, cocky, and besides, the star of the show was Rocky, the underdog. Of course they eventually became friends and I liked him then.

I loved him as Al Dillon in Preditor and as Chubbs in Happy Gilmore.

R.I.P.

Amanda Richards • Netflix

NASCAR: Full Speed Is Coming to Your Screen at 200 Miles per Hour

I blew through the five episode season in a couple days. Why’d they only order up five episodes in the first season? I mean, F1: Drive to Survive has had 10 episode since season 1.

They focused on the playoffs but they could’ve done more leading into the playoffs. It’s a long season full of drama and I wanted more.

Overall it was really good and I hope we get a full 10 episodes in season 2.

Pkl

Define all your data in Pkl, and generate output for JSON, YAML, Property Lists, and other configuration formats.

Pkl is an Apple project. They’re trying to become a services company and having a better means of managing things sounds like a good idea.

It’s odd to see Apple using Java and Kotlin for this but it does make sense given it’s meant to be portable to different platforms. And by different platforms I mean actual different platforms like Linux, Windows, and Mac. Not Mac, iPhone, and iPad. 😄

Jason Parham • WIRED

Black Twitter Remains Unbothered in Elon Musk’s X

I’ve seen folks on Mastodon talking about how difficult it is for Black Mastodon to get started.

When I setup Curmudgeon Cafe there was a large contingent — and still is — of LGBTQ+ instances.

If memory serves it was more a matter of discoverability.

I’d love to see multiple BIPOC instances spring. We need more diversity, not less.

Miguel de Icaza • blog.la-terminal.net

My current effort is slightly different: how to build a native iPadOS (and hopefully VisionOS) experience for Godot. So rather than rewriting the existing Editor codebase with Swift, this effort is about making a SwiftUI on top of the existing Editor.

I don’t keep up with Godot but I do keep up with Miguel. It’ll be fun to watch his effort evolve into a finished product.

Robert Downen • Texas Tribune

Texas' standoff with the feds in Eagle Pass is igniting calls for secession and fears of violence

The MAGA crazed are ready for war and his orangeness is egging them on. Not only that he’s actively working with leaders in the House and Senate to blow up a bipartisan bill that would be the best deal the GOP has seen on the border. All to get that orange dumbass re-elected.

David Nield • Lifehacker

It’s 2024, and I’m here to extol the virtues of using an RSS reader.

Of course everyone should use an RSS reader! Might I recommend Stream for iOS? 😘

Yes, yes, it’s my app, but you should give it a try and if you like it, please, leave me a tip. 🙏🏼

Tim Hardwick • MacRumors

NHS App users in England can now collect medication from a pharmacy without having to visit a GP or health center, according to NHS Digital.

Man oh man would I love to have a national healthcare system that’s fully integrated and lets me manage how I interact with doctors and other healthcare providers.

I’d like it to work like Facebook. Doctors should invite me to join, or I invite them to join, my medical record.

American Healthcare is still stuck in the past. I’d love to see it fixed.

Nick Barclay • The Verge

Spotify accuses Apple of ‘extortion’ with new App Store tax

Spotify and others didn’t get what they really wanted. They don’t want to pay a single cent to Apple. Which from a business perspective makes perfect sense.

Guess we’ll see what the law says.

Aki Ito • Business Insider

In the two years I’ve been writing about Americans' changing relationship to work, there’s one theme that’s come up over and over again: loyalty. Whether my stories are about quiet quitting, or job-hopping, or leveraging a job offer from a competitor to force your boss to give you a raise, readers seem to divide into two groups.

There are so many factors to loyalty. The true believers exist and they have little to fear. Then there are the masses who quietly do their jobs and aren’t really seen.

We had a layoff at work last May and it destroyed morale, destroyed the company culture, and left loyalty at an all time low.

I hate to be so cynical but companies aren’t there for you. They’re there to make profit. Loyalty from the company only extends so far to the employee.

I still love my job and work hard at it everyday but I fear being laid off.

Jakub Porzycki • The Verge

Microsoft says Apple’s new App Store rules are ‘a step in the wrong direction’

Of course they think it’s going in the wrong direction! They’re a huge corporation in the business of selling software. They don’t want to hand any of it over to Apple.

Epic’s Tim Sweeney referred to it as “Malicious Compliance.”

Get out the popcorn! 🍿

Vadim Kravcenko

New libraries. New languages. New Frameworks. New Intern coming in and thinking he can rewrite better parts of the code himself. It’s easy to get swept away. But is the newest framework always the best choice? Is a rewrite really going to make everything better? Or is there wisdom in the code that has been around for years, has been tested with crazy edge cases, and has evolved together with the business?

I understand why folks are tempted to rewrite thing, I really do. When I wasn’t a dinosaur of a developer I hand that tendency. “I can make this better”, my brain would say. Sure, there’s occasion to “turn the soil” once in a while and I believe that’s good for a code base. But a full rewrite? No. 🌹

Nikita Prokopov

As you can see, even the checkmark wasn’t always there. But one thing remained constant: checkboxes were square.

A square checkbox is something us old timers are accustomed to seeing and changes can be confusing.

The Vision Pro’s checkboxes are confusing but I kind of like UIKit’s toggles as long as you don’t go crazy styling them. 😃

Nilay Patel • The Verge

It sounds amazing, and sometimes it is. But the Vision Pro also represents a series of really big tradeoffs — tradeoffs that are impossible to ignore. Some of those tradeoffs are very tangible: getting all this tech in a headset means there’s a lot of weight on your face, so Apple chose to use an external battery pack connected by a cable. But there are other, more philosophical tradeoffs as well.

I think Nilay did a great job balancing his review of Vision Pro.

It’s a great start but has a really long way to go as a general computing device. That’s my opinion having never used one.

I really believe we’ll get a sense for how we should be using it if we see pictures of Apple Executives wearing it daily to do their jobs. I kind of doubt we’ll see that for anything other than articles written about it.

The iPhone, Watch, and AirPods are devices those same executives probably use everyday. I just can’t see them using Vision Pro as much.

When/if they’re ever able to make them look like regular glasses and they cost around $500-800 I’d consider wearing them all the time. Until then they’re way too expensive for my blood. I would rather spend that kind of green on a new MacBook Pro.

Will Stream support Vision Pro? I think so. I have no idea when, but I think it will.

[illiana-mystery]

Thought ya’ll would enjoy this walk cycle. 

[itzagothamcitysiren]

Hey!! I was wondering if you could write a Dick Grayson x female reader where maybe dick comes home from a fight and the reader helps patch up his injuries and its just cute fluff ?? Thanks <33

An. ugh this is like my favorite batboy's scenario, it's just cute brain rot lol I love this ask, I hope you like it! :

the Patch Up Job

Dick was usually quiet when he got home from his night job, or at least he tried to be. He knew you woke up early for work and didn’t want you to miss out on sleep just being his nightly activities. But sometimes he couldn’t help it. There were nights when he couldn’t avoid making a little nose.

Their apartment wasn’t the newest and he’d really been meaning to fix that window, as if squeaked bloody murder when it was cold out, the wood seemingly stiffening and yelling out that it was cold. Then there were the nights when he was just too tired to pay attention and would trip over some pair of shoes or a cat toy-

Oh yeah and your cat. Dick wasn’t used to living with cats and was a little hesitant when you two decided to move in together and your little furball was a package deal. The thing would cry out a hailstorm of complaints at him if you’d fallen asleep forgetting to give her her bedtime treats. Or sometimes even if she was just in a bad mood.

Tonight, unfortunately, was one of those nights.

He hissed as the window creaked, holding onto his side before crouching in. With one hand he tried to let the window close gently, but the pain grasped under his hand made him wince and drop the window with a smack. He winced again, and paused, waiting to hear if you rustled in your sleep in the room down the hall. When he heard silence and stepped forward.

“Meow,” a whine dragged out causing Dick to let out a groan.

“Chubb’s,” he called out to the cat. “Not now, please you’re going to wake your mom and I prefer for her to not see me like this,”

“Meoooooowwww,” the cat didn’t care.

Dick grumbled, hobbling over to the counter, letting his free hand fall to open the cat drawer. He hardly paid attention as he opened and poured out a ridiculous amount onto the floor. He’d let you yell at him in the morning.

He continued his walk to the bathroom, limping and dragging his feet in exhaustion and pain. He was there but was too tired to stop himself from letting the door close a little too loudly. He cursed, rushing to lock it but he already could hear your voice tiredly calling out to him.

“Babe?” you called out, Dick imagining you peeking your head out of your room.

He didn’t answer right away, having peeled off the top half of his suit and assessing the damage. He was going to need stitches. He hated stitching himself up.

“Dick?” She knocked at the bathroom door now. “Are you in there?”

“Oh- yeah! I’m in here.” He said, nervously. Stupid, she was going to know something was wrong. He would normally respond with something cheeky, like “I’d hope it was me” or “No, it’s the ghost of the last tenant,” but he didn’t this time. Her silence confirmed that she was on to him.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Fuck, that was too quick, too urgent. “I’m fine, go back to bed, I’ll be there in a bit.”

There was a pause.

He kept still, listening for her shuffling feet heading back to their bedroom. That’s not what he heard although. Instead, he heard the doorknob rustling. It didn’t last long as she obviously learned that it was locked, making her angry and concerned. She knew he was hurt.

“How bad?” was all she asked causing him to deflate.

There was no point now in hiding it, so Dick reached out to unlock the door. Another pause came, and he could picture her mentally preparing herself to see him in the worst condition possible. He moved further into the bathroom, hoping onto the bathroom sink to be ready for her.

The door opened slowly, and you came, eye peering into the room hesitantly but ready. You saw part of his suit on the floor, clear cuts in the fabric visible. Your eyes trailed up to meet his, only catching them for a second before bringing them down to his torso. Your heart dropped at the deep cuts grazing over his skin.

You didn’t say anything at first, moving to the cabinet above the toilet to grab the first aid kit. It wasn’t until you had the supplies you needed set up and ready did you speak. You started to clean out his wounds before you began to stitch them up.

“What happened?”

“Croc.” He winced as you cleaned him up. He felt guilty as your voice sounded exhausted. He should’ve gone back to the cave instead, but their apartment was so much closer.

“Hmm.” You hummed before lulling the room back into silence.

“He looks a lot worse though.” Dick tried to make light of the situation, popping his lower lip out.

“He already looks pretty bad; can’t imagine you could do anything to him to make him look worse.” You joked back, smirking as you threw out another cotton swab.

“Rude,” Dick hissed as you dabbed him with a new swab covered in alcohol.

It continued that way until he was all stitched up, just the two of you going back and forth, lit jabs made at Dick’s expense. But he was okay with it, that was just what you did to make yourself not get worked up overseeing him beat up like this.

Dick crashed against the bed, ignoring his aching body yelling at him for doing so. His head was buried into the pillow and he let out a sigh of content. His eyes were closed, waiting for you to join him but he never felt your body crash next to his. He opened one eye, seeing you standing near your end table, messing with your phone.

“What are you doing?”

“Turning my alarm off.” You said looking up at him. You saw him cock an eyebrow up in question, opening both eyes. “I have to wake up for work in an hour. There’s no point in going back to bed. I’ll just finish cleaning up the bathroom and, stuff.”

Dick narrowed his eyes, rolling over to look at the clock on his end table. It was 5am. He felt another pang of guilt and sat up. “I’m sorry.” He frowned.

“It’s fine. Really, don’t sweat it.” You tried to assure but he could tell you were bummed about not being able to sleep. You worked hard and were usually beat after work. He wasn’t sure how’d you get through the day with so little sleep.

“Call out.”

“Dick, I can’t just call out. It’s fine, I’ll be okay-,”

“Babe, my dad’s your boss. You’ll be fine. Call out.” Dick assured, already reaching for his phone to text Bruce.

“Dick-,”

“Bruce will understand, Y/N.” He said ignoring her and texting Bruce about your absence. He’d be fine without his assistant for one day and if not, he could blame Dick. “Come to bed. We’ll sleep in and then we can just be lazy around the house all day. It’ll be great.” He said reaching across the bed to pull you onto it.

You tried to protest but ended up laughing as he pulled you against him, keeping you down and unable to escape from him. You sighed, rolling your eyes. You didn’t want people to think you got special treatment because you were dating your boss’s son, but you found yourself already giving up in your fight.

You nestled into his hold, smiling to yourself as he retracted an arm from you, satisfied that you weren’t going to try to escape him, and pulled the blankets up over you both. His arm soon went back to wrap around you, giving your shoulder a kiss as he did.

“Thanks for stitching me up, y/n/n.”

“Just be more careful next time.” You said softly.

“Hmmm.” He mumbled, already on his way to deep sleep. “Love you,” he mumbled out.

“I love you too.”

[spoopylay]

Hellooo theree, so can i request something? Maybe a enemies to lover's thing with Bokuto where they are enemies in their childhood and then they meet each other again at highschool. But why they became enemies is actually because Bokuto like to tease her because of her chubbs, even tho they we're friends before. Idk if that make sense 😭, You can decide the ending if you're feeling like making this request but maybe end it with some fluff? 🥺. Oh and you're writings are ✨AMAZING✨, They always make my day ten times better!!! LOVE YA 😫💕💕

Of course! Sorry it took so long but here you go <3

Bokuto x Chubby fem!reader

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You moved to Japan when you were a little kid. You didn't really care because making friends with others was kinda easy. Everyone was fascinated with the fact that you came from another country. You were happy until one of your friends decided to turn you guy's relationship sour.

You and Bokuto were tied to the hip when you two were little kids, but over time he became so mean. At first his jokes seemed harmless , but they became very hurtful after. Something you didn't like them is that they were all related to your chub. It wasn't really something that you could control, but he didn't care.

At some point you moved schools because of it. He walked into class one day asking where you were and your friends gave him a mean look.

"She moved. BECAUSE OF YOU BOKUTO," one of your friends shouted at him. Your other friends were still giving him a mean look because they all really loved having you around, regardless of how you looked.

Bokuto's face went blank. Maybe when you told him to stop you actually meant it. He's honestly regretting what he did.

Many years pass by and you're in your third year of high school. Unfortunately, you had to moved to a new high school but you were fine with it.

You walk into the school and try and find your way around. You were getting to your next class until you bumped into a boy with grey hair with white frosted tips. 

“Oh I’m so-, Y/N !?”

You immediately recognized that voice legit sprinted to your next class. Bokuto was running after you causing a scene in the hallway. 

“Y/N WAIT UP,” he shouted.

The bell rang and you walked into the classroom then over to your seat ignoring the fact that you were chased by a 6′1 Bokuto Kotaro a couple of minutes ago.

You were on high alert for the rest of semester. Over time you did make friends and you told them your situation. They now are your protection squad, they are always 99% sure that you will not run into Bokuto. But you see, they only said 99% and so that 1% happened to you today.

It was lunch and you were going to the bathroom before getting your lunch from your bag. You go and wash your hands and dry them.You after walk out of the bathroom thinking your safe, but you actually weren’t.  

“Y/N! THERE YOU ARE,” Bokuto said running up to you.

Before you even thought of running away he’s already got you pinned onto the wall, nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. 

“Now, why have you been running away from me? I just wanna talk.”

“Well, I DON’T,’ you said pushing him off of you.

“Y/n, if this is about the thing that happened when we were kids I’m so sorry. I knew I shouldn’t have done that and I didn’t know better. I just really liked you and didn’t know what to do. And I still do now so please, just listen,” he said grabbing your wrist.

“He sounded like he was telling the truth, did he really like me,” you were questioning in your brain. 

“Fine Bokuto, I guess I accept your apology,” you said rolling your eyes.

“Ok ok, let’s restart. Hi, I’m Bokuto,” he said reaching his hand out to shake yours.

“I’m y/n,” you said shaking his hand.

Over time you guys became amazing friends and at some point had feelings for each other (again). Now you two are dating and he’s so happy about it. Everytime someone asks who his girlfriend is he’ll point at you and say “This beautiful, smart, sexy, amazing person right here is my godly girlfriend!” He loves showing pda all the time. He’ll kiss you, put his large hand around your wide hip, and put his hands around your thick waist. He also loves showing your off on his social medias too! Trust me,most of his insta feed is you. He loves the picture he posted two days ago, it was a mirror selfie you took in the shared bedroom you two have in you guy’s apartment before you guys were going out to a special event. Both of you were dressed up, you in a long navy blue, silk dress no sleeves and him in a suit that matched your dress. His phone was in your hand and his hands were around your hips. The amount of comments that picture got  about you two being the ideal couple was crazy! Turns out even other people find you two cute together too. 

Fast forward to the future, he loved you so much that he proposed to you when you two were four years into the relationship and now you guys are gonna get married soon.     

[ana-benn]

This was requested 😘

Three's Company

Warnings: mfm poly relationship, it's filthy.... I don't know. Also I wrote it as snippets along the relationship timeline so that's a thing.

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There had always been drawbacks to 'dating' Tyler. You'd followed him from Toronto to Boston looking for a change of scenery, and eventually the two of you started hooking up. It was a completely casual, and you'd take little breaks here and there to see other people. Initially though it just made sense. You cooked together, hung out together, and occasionally slept together. You felt like amplified best friends, and it worked for where you were in life.

Of course his trade to the Stars was a little unexpected, but it brought you two a little bit closer. Another move, and the decision to get a dog settled you both down and made you start thinking about maybe making a serious go of your relationship. Then he'd brought Jamie over, and you were done. He was like the opposite of Tyler and you loved it. Shy, and sweet but the ability to be ferocious bordering on animalistic.

Tyler was more goofy and fun, with a passion that left you feeling weak, but overall he was way more high energy than Jamie. You'd gotten close to Jamie as he and Tyler built a relationship, and you didn't know how to broach the subject with either man. You wanted them both, and it was so obvious to you that if you could make it happen for the three of you that was ideal situation.

Of course being as, while you and Jamie both had a shy side, Tyler did not and he full on approached the subject over dinner one night. You'd nearly swallowed your chicken whole, and Jamie choked on his beer at Tyler's proclamation that the two of them should share you.

"Tyler," you hissed.

"What? Come on babe, we both know you'd be into it," he grinned. "I've seen you check Chubbs out."

You couldn't deny it, so you acted maturely and stuck your tongue out at him, while Jamie stared in between the two of you.

"I'd be willing to try it," Jamie offered after a moment. Tyler lit up like Christmas then.

"Yes! I knew this would work out," he beamed wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

That first night was awkward and it took a while to feel completely comfortable. It seemed no matter what you did someone was being left out, and you weren't used to splitting your focus in bed. It seemed as though when Tyler would thrust Jamie would pull, or vice versa, and you quickly felt overwhelmed by the amount of hands on your body. Finally though as you laid in-between the two men you realize just how perfect it all felt.

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After that first time it seemed like none of you could stay away. Jamie had tried to back off, not wanting to overstep, but you'd shown up at his door with Tyler in tow and the three of you had set up ground rules. You'd be free to sleep with either or both of them, whenever or however no hold barred. You threw out that they could sleep with one another if they wanted to, and then laughed as they both looked at you completely unamused. Of course as time went on you almost became convinced that the were, even if neither mentioned it to you. You had set up a limitation that if they wanted to sleep with other women you did prefer that they used protection. Both of them thought about and decided that they didn't want to do that. You knew it wasn't exactly fair, but you weren't going to argue either.

You'd gone back and forth on living arrangements for months after that. Transferring between Tyler's and Jamie's, before deciding that you should probably get a place all together. You'd make sure each of the boys had their own space, but you couldn't keep track of where any of your stuff was and it was driving you crazy.

As you moved in though you realized your one mistake, it seemed these two were completing constantly.

Who loaded more boxes? Tyler claimed it, but you'd noted Jamie taking a couple more than him. Not that you would tell anyone. You just laughed and shook your head.

Who brought in more boxes? Definitely Jamie, Tyler was outside showing the dogs their new yard.

Who put more boxes away? That was you, but then again you didn't really want them touching your clothes or trying to put dishes away.

Who set up more electronics? Tyler, hands down. Jamie had a hard time managing his own spotify account, and Tyler would be pissed if he missed any golf.

All day it went like that. You couldn't help but laugh at their pitiful faces when they lost one of their challenges either. You'd just pull them into a hug, and stroke their hair while high fiving the winner.

You'd thought through all the different options for bedrooms, and eventually decided that your room would be the common room. If the three of you decided to spend the night together, which you often did, you'd do that in your room. Jamie and Tyler each had their own rooms, so that they could decompress or be separated if the need arose.

That first night though, you felt completely relaxed. Both men had followed you up to bed and before you'd even finished your nighttime routine Tyler was behind you, lips on your neck. He walked to towards the bed with his hands guiding your hips. Once you were in-between Jamie' thighs he pulled you into himself, and pulled your chin up. He trapped your lips in a searing kiss, before his hands began to wander.

Tyler moved to cup your breasts, while Jamie palmed your ass, and they seemed to work in sync at trying to turn you into jello. They'd rotate between your lips and neck, and as soon as one broke for air the other was pulling your face back towards them. Teasing hands, gentle lips, co-mingled with the scratch of facial hair on your skin, and you'd never been so happy that most of the time all three of you slept in the nude. Jamie eventually moved back onto the bed pulling you with him, and resting you over his hardness. Instinctively you ground down on him, causing him to groan out.

Tyler walked around the bed, and Jamie flipped you over and started preparing to enter you from behind. Meanwhile Tyler nudged your lips with his cock, instinctively you opened up letting him enter your mouth. He and Jamie both groaned over you as they slid home, and you felt deliciously full. At this point the three of you knew your dance well, so as Jamie started moving so did Tyler. Jamie usually took the lead, so he would thrust and Tyler would follow, keeping you in a perfect rhythm. The ebb and flow of them worked your body into a state of utter bliss, and before you knew it you were spasming around Jamie. You vaguely heard him swear as you fell under the waves of your own orgasm.

"FUCK," Jamie yelled as he sent ropes of hot cum into your pussy. Before you could react, or even fully recover you felt Tyler (who'd pulled out of your mouth when you'd orgasmed) pull you onto his own cock. If Jamie was rough, and feral with his thrusts Tyler was meticulous and operated with precision. Jamie wanted to throw you into an orgasm, thriving off of the intensity. Tyler want to draw them out of you, wanting to be in control.

Tyler worked your clit as his slowly thrust towards his own completion, you felt yourself quivering within minutes. Jamie leaned forward catching your lips in his, as Tyler worked your neck again. Finally you cried out as you clenched around Tyler. Satisfied he allowed himself to release deep inside of you, he held your hips as you slumped forward into Jamie.

You were aware of Tyler whispering praise to you as Jamie grabbed a towel to clean you up. Tyler got the covers pulled back and after you were cleaned up Jamie slid in on the other side of you. Your head on Tyler's shoulder, as Jamie wrapped his tattooed arm around you. You fell asleep completely warm and comfortable.

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The downside to your relationship was easily that you could only publicly lay claim to one of the guys at a time, and it had just been easier to stay Tyler's girlfriend. As you stood outside the locker room waiting for the guys to come out you noticed the crowd of girls gathered around by the barricade in their Benn jerseys and it made you see red. You tried really hard to hide your jealousy, but it wasn't always do-able. Tyler came out first wrapping you in his arms, excited after a win.

"Ugh, I wish they all went like that!" He exclaimed, spinning you around. It took him a moment to realize your excitement was a little faked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's stupid," you mumbled. Jamie probably would've left it alone, but Tyler liked to pick. He thought exposing where your weaknesses were made you stronger as a unit.

"Nope, gotta talk about it," he sing songed as you waited for Jamie.

"Ugh, fine," you huffed. "It's just hard knowing we're going to walk by those girls over there and there's nothing I can do. At least people know we're together. Jamie's like this free man, you know? I feel like I have no public claim and it sucks."

Tyler looked like he wanted to laugh, which caused you to roll your eyes, "It's not funny Ty."

"What's not funny?" Jamie asked as he walked out of the locker room. You couldn't help but appraise how good he looked too. You wanted to kiss him... But you knew that wouldn't happen until you were in the car. Meaning first you had to brave the throngs.

"Someone's jealous," Tyler answered, as you blushed.

"Oh, really?" Jamie laughed.

"You guys both suck," you said as you stomped away.

They laughed as the followed you, as Tyler shouted, "You're hot when you're mad,"Causing the girls you were passing to go crazy.

You turned around and flipped them both off, before resuming your march back to the car. Surprisingly Jamie showed up before Tyler, and you quirked an eyebrow.

"He's signing jerseys," Jamie explained.

"You know it's just as strange for me too," Jamie said after a long moment. You turned and looked at him, confused. "I have to give vague answers about who I'm seeing, or make sure if I post a picture of us together Tyler is there.... It's not any easier just because some girls think I'm single. I don't feel single. I'm so crazy in love with you it blows me away, I don't want to hide or pretend that this isn't real. It is, and I need to know that you know that."

You launched yourself at him then, fusing your lips to his as you leaned over the console, "I love you too, Jamie," you said. "I don't question your love. I just wish I could express it more publicly."

You settled back into your seat, and you noticed Tyler walking towards the car. He pouted as he got in the backseat.

"Just get my number tattooed on you," Jamie joked, winking at you as Tyler got settled.

"Well you are my favorite," you played along.

"Excuse me," Tyler interjected. "If you're getting anyone's number it should be mine! I like tattoos more," he proclaimed. "Besides I thought you were mad at Jamie, now you're ganging up on me!"

"What can we say Tyler, we're just emotionally healthy," Jamie joked. "You're the one who decided to hand out and flirt."

You laughed as Tyler grumbled in the backseat.

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Fifteen days. The words felt like an echo in your mind, resonating with self pity. Jamie and Tyler would be gone for fifteen miserable days, and someone had to stay home with the dogs. Gerry laid his head in your lap as you sat on the couch, and both boys were packing.

"I'm mad at you," you whispered to him. He looked at you, before deciding to kiss your cheek. "Yeah yeah, you're forgiven," you sighed getting up off the couch.

"Jamie!" You called out, walking up stairs.

"What?" He yelled from his closet, you went in search of him.

"What are you doing?" You whined.

"I'm packing baby," he said gently. Kind of confused.

"You're supposed to be the responsible one, why'd you wait until the last minute?" You groaned flopping on his bed. It had been almost a year in this house and you could count on one hand the number of times he'd slept in here. Tyler got banished more to his room than Jamie ever did.

"Because you insisted that it was more important that we play Mario last night," he reminded you.

Tyler came wandering down the hall just then, "Hey Jamie, do you have any..." He laughed when he saw you. "Someone's feeling whiny huh?"

"You have no idea," you pouted. "If I kneecap you can you stay home?" You asked sitting up.

"They'd sideline me, I'd still have to go," he reminded you.

"Jamie," you pouted. "You're the captain, can't you do anything?"

"Sure," he lied, wanting to antagonize you. "But I won't." He grinned.

"You're both awful," you grumped. "I'm going to spend so much money while you're gone."

That one got Jamie to laugh, "And that's different... how?"

You sighed dramatically, as you headed for the door, "I don't like either of you anymore."

You heard their laughter as you went in search of something to keep you distracted. You wound up just cleaning the kitchen, and when you did you found a business card for the tattoo artist that the guys used. You'd never gotten one, but you did want one. It gave you an idea, and you tucked the card into your back pocket as you heard the guys coming downstairs.

Tyler kissed you first, a playful nip on your lips followed by a slow dance with his tongue. Jamie was more forceful, crushing your body into his as he cupped your face. They really were two halves that made you feel whole, and you felt so overwhelmed by how much you simply just felt for them.

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When the guys got home, they were surprised you weren't at the door waiting like normal. Instead you were out in the pool with the dogs. You smiled brightly as they came out to greet you.

"The fearsome warriors return," you giggled.

"Ah, mi'lady twas a long journey. We have returned more victorious than not," Tyler played along, while Jamie shook his head chuckling.

"Well, I got you a present," you smiled, getting out and walking towards them.

"And here we just brought laundry," Jamie grinned catching you by the waist and kissing you deeply.

You moaned at the taste of his lips, trying to deepen it, before you heard Tyler clear his throat, "What about me." You laughed at his playful pout. Extracting yourself from Jamie and kissing Tyler. There was more playfulness there. Little nips and he drew your bottom lip between his teeth before releasing you.

"Now what about our present," Tyler wiggled his eyebrows.

"Not that you perv," you playfully slapped at him. Then appraising the two of them you added, "Well not yet anyway."

You undid the leather cuff on your left wrist and proudly showed off your new tattoo, "Look!"

You had a small heart inked on your skin with the numbers 914 in the center. You grinned broadly as they took it in, Tyler as usual reacted first. Kissing you deeply, while Jamie grabbed your wrist and kissed the mark on your flesh.

"Absolutely perfect," he grinned.

Tyler nodded his agreement, "Yep, I agree."

[calypsoff2]

Ninety Four. Part 2

Placing my clutch on my lap, I’ve switched seats now as we should have been sat together but he’s ran off like a child because of it, we are sat court-side so of course people are going to be watching us. Looking up “oh hey” getting up from the seat “long time no see, where the hell have you been?” Hugging Lewis “you never came back to England, I’ve been home. I saw you from across, it’s been so long since I have been in the states, so I had to come to a game and then I see you’re here, so I had to say hi. You look so well; we miss you back in the UK” I laughed “you miss me because of the parties? You’re cheeky, you didn’t even ever do any parties at your house but mine you were there, it’s so good seeing you. Wow. You look well” I complimented “thank you, you look more then well. Four kids? That is amazing, you look great Rihanna, and we need to catch up, we do” Lewis looked to the side of me, he better act normal “hi” Lewis said to Chris, looking at Chris “hey bro” he shook his hand, oh he can act then “good meeting you first time” Lewis said to him “likewise, I don’t know half the people she hangs with” Chris said and then sat down “how long are you here for? Are you moving back? I’m sure you’re in New York?” Nodding my head “I am but I’m moving back to Cali because of the kids, they love it here. They have so much, they have friends so it’s like ok we will come back. I’m moving the headquarters here too which is costing me a lot of money, but it’s for the kids. I’m doing it for them” I shrugged “that’s what it’s about now, you have to be mother” rolling my eyes “I can still have fun now, but I’m going back to Barbados soon. I actually would stay in Barbados but again, the kids” Lewis laughed “when you were in England and you said I miss my kids a lot but I told you that you should have bought them, home schooled them. I felt you liked it in England” look at him selling that country to me “I do, it’s like a second home to me but it’s what it is now, but we will catch up; I think I will eventually come there. Soon, what about you?” I’ve been in so deep conversation, they have started the game again “two weeks, catch up soon” he hugged me “you look so well” hugging him back “thank you so much, take care” moving back from the hug and making my way back to my seat, hearing a wolf whistle behind me. Looking behind me and then laughed, people are funny. Placing my clutch on my lap sitting back on my seat, looking at the game and then seeing a group of guys, looks like they have just walked in, oh it’s Drake. What is it today “hey” Chubbs said waving at me “hey” I waved back “aren’t they enemies?” Herb said to me “I made a song with Drake” I said to him “forgiven?” I shrugged “that’s Chris problem, he was dumb enough to get caught in his web” Herb nodded his head, I frowned at Drake. His old ass needs to move on with himself, the way he giggled as he walked by looking at me “what is it about today” I need a drink, getting up from my seat, I’m thirsty and he ain’t going to do it.

I have to laugh, I was not asking anyone to pay for my drinks, but my fans have “this is so surreal” one of the girls said “I honestly didn’t ask for that” looking at the camera “these beautiful black queens paid for a bitch like me, thank y’all so much. You know what, I love my fans too much. You are all so beautiful” these girls are so hyper “on me, I ain’t the type to be taking anything. Please, you buy anything you want, it’s on me” I said opening my clutch, the cashier is just in shock “I was thinking why you are taking so long?” looking behind me “Chris you got cash?” I asked, “uh yeah why?” He asked “put money on the tab, just give a hundred bill” Chris is so confused “oh my god, no! We got it because we wanted too” I ain’t the type to be taking things like this, Chris has got a few bills here “here” he held out the hundred bill, taking it from him “you see these girls, get them what they want. And y’all too” passing it to the cashier “hey boo” waving at the girl videoing me “oh my gosh, we love you so much” I laughed taking my drink “thank you, I’m going now. And thank you for the drinks boo” I’ve been out here long enough “you want me to take your clutch” he offered “no it’s fine” walking off with Chris “why did you come out to find me? Scared I got kidnapped” I said “mhmm” he is grumpy “my tits bother you?” I said to him “not me; I don’t like other people looking. I hate anybody fucking with you like that, I don’t care. Don’t tell me off like a child” rolling my eyes “child? Then stop acting like one Chris. I rather go home then stay with you, acting like this for what? It’s rude and annoying” we stopped walking as he turned to me “I am telling you now, I don’t like it. I never have. I don’t find it cool; you’re married. You’re a wife, you’re a mother. Act like it, and if you think I’m being an ass then so be it, these niggas sniffing around you just liking what they see” I shrugged “meanwhile you were looking at some random bitch, oh yeah. Just don’t like it, I think these men see the cracks, that is why. After this I’m going home, well the hotel. Don’t want you to put me on a leash now” Chris is huffing and puffing he’s so embarrassing at times.

My baby boy looking handsome, I’m loving these pictures she’s taken of my kids, my mother looks like she’s enjoying herself with them. Maybe I need to do this often, but I don’t like to burden her with it, he’s so chubby. Locking my phone looking up, I’ve not paid any attention to the game really, we on another interval. I looked up, and honestly it made me smile “Chris” I placed my hand on his arm “they playing your song” the excitement just hit me as they played Loyal and the video on the screen, Jay is using this as promo “my nigga!!!” Herb spat; I clapped my hands. Chris got ever so shy but then the song cut off and the image of Chris came on just sat here with me “out now! Go and get that!!” he shouted down the camera, laughing at him “proud of you” I am really proud of him, he came in to me for a hug and I of course hugged him back “so proud of you” I love that Jay manages to do that, it’s amazing to see Rock Nation putting in the effort they put in for me, he deserves this moment. Moving back from the hug smiling “that’s my song, that is crazy” shuffling back in the seat “should have recorded that shit bro” Herb dapped Chris “I wasn’t expecting it, this is wild. Wow” smiling at him, that was pretty amazing. I couldn’t help but get so excited myself for him, imagine just seeing yourself on the big screen, I love that for him.

Getting up from the seat, the game is over with, and I am not even joking but I don’t even remember the score “which way” I said, both ends are busy “Rihanna” Lebron said my name, I got so excited “thank you for coming out. When you’re here I am always going to win” hugging him “well I need to come to more games” moving back from the hug as he dapped Chris “good coming out Chris, the song is it, I can’t wait to hear it in the car. Thank you all for coming out” I cooed out “I will have to come again” Lebron moved by me to talk to Herb, I shuffled to the side to walk off. There is a lot of celebrities out here today “Rihanna Fenty, my girl” I gasped “Gigi, girl. How are you?” I wasn’t even paying attention, I didn’t even know these were here either “you look so fucking good, oh my god. You didn’t have four kids? No way in hell” hugging Gigi “oh stop it, ain’t nothing. Thank you so much” moving back from the hug “what’s up, what’s up” Drake said “mhmm” I said “look its water under the bridge, your husband did a song for me. Moved passed that now, you look so amazing” I laughed “well thank you, I keep getting that compliment” I chuckled “I am also sorry to hear about your dad, he was a funny man. I got to give it him, but I am sorry” nodding my head “I appreciate it, thank you” looking behind me “did anyone see my husband?” I asked, he isn’t there “oh he walked off” Drake said “no?” is he stupid “walked off?” I turned around “he literally started walking with Bron, I don’t know” he’s left me “I thought he was behind me, well can I latch onto you all to get out because my husband didn’t call for security” I said “for sure, come on. Chubbs, let the ladies lead” I can’t believe I am having to use Drake, like this.

The car is here, Drake’ meathead security walked me here “where were you!?” Chris said to me “where was you!?” I spat back, Drake’ security was taken aback at my anger, but he fucking ditched me like that “thank you” I said to him “I am fine now” I smiled, Chris unlocked the door “who is that?” he asked “Drake security” dragging the door open to sit in the back, I will not sit with him in front “I want to go back to the hotel” I said as he got in “I want you to go back too” he said “dick” he turned in the seat “so you what? Walked with Drake?” he asked, “yes because you didn’t get any security for me!!” I shouted at him “you think it’s safe, this whole issue is your fault. We could have walked out together but I was too fucking worried on how to get out with people, now this is all your fault isn’t it” he is so angry, he just stared at me. Seeing his hand grip the steering wheel as he just stared at me, and I just sat back in the seat. Oh he is very angry “so you just walking around with your boobs out like this, yeah? Like this? Is that what we doing” looking away from him “just relax Chris, god damn” Herb said “don’t fucking tell me to relax” he punched Herb’ headrest “I told you, I fucking told you this when we dated I hate it! I hate it, you are a mother! My wife, my fuckin wife!” he can holler on his own “shaming me” he said “like you did me with Nury, huh? But it’s ok for you to do things, I don’t even care for these men. You’re the fool looking at others, you leave Herb alone. You do not do that again, drive before I leave this car” he is so abrupt, he is so angry. He better move right now before we fall out even more, I am not having this from him.

Chris has bought me to Giorgio Baldi, parked right outside it when I do not want to be here “I said I want to go the hotel” I said to him “you wanted to come here so get out” he got out of the car, he banged the car shut “I am sorry Herb, it’s my fault. I will take the blame for it, just doesn’t know when to relax” Chris lit his cigarette “it’s cool I don’t pay him no mind, I think he about to blow a fuse” he said “you think it’s bad? I have always been this way, I am sorry, but I am being me” Herb turned in the front seat to look at me “I ain’t even going to say shit, I am not even going in the restaurant, I feel awkward. Y’all need to deal with y’all thing” shaking my head “I ain’t going in, you coming to eat too. Let him be that way, he is wrong. He left and walked off, why did he walk off then?” I asked Herb “he was talking to Bron and I think he just got caught up in the conversation, you know he love him some Lakers” nodding my head “you know how to drive him crazy” I laughed getting out of the car “it’s ok for him to be the way he is, so what. Not like nobody not seen it” he is so annoying; I will keep my mouth shut now. Walking into Giorgio Baldi, making my way to the door and the waiter looked shocked “Rihanna, we didn’t even know you would be here. Please come in” walking inside “surprise” I laughed, Chris doesn’t book or do anything.

Chris is of course sat across me which makes it great “you really eat this?” Herb said to me “excuse me, this is my favourite place” I laughed, he is so rude “man, you be eating some air, god damn. Get me some popeyes” rolling my eyes “I am sorry Herb, Robyn I am sorry” Chris apologised “that is all you’re going to do, forever be sorry” I said staring at the menu, I already know what I am going to get “once you accept the fact you were dead ass wrong for this, you caused this” nodding my head “sure, it’s so funny how you are reacting. It’s laughable, like you have a bad temper on top of all your other nasty issues” looking at Chris “nasty issues, if you want me to be different, and be a better person then so do you? Like this whole thing ain’t my fault, you got to realise that. You got to see that too Robyn, you just thinking it’s all me when you need to change too. You aggravated me and you know it, like you did. You’re sat there with shit I dislike; you know I dislike it. You’re there hugging, talking to other men and then you stood with Drake, huh?” I sniggered “how is that my fault when I told you he wanted me” Chris laughed “every nigga wants you but they” he stopped “they want you, for your body. The end” he sat back in the chair “maybe I don’t want to love anymore, maybe being just a fuck buddy is better, no string attached” he crossed his arms “over my dead body, you telling me Herb you saw it. You know you did, how is that even cool. You dead ass wrong Robyn, you really are. I don’t care what you say” he won’t drop it “when I put this on I didn’t think of you, I just want to eat and go. Thanks” I am over today “I apologised for my temper but not what I say, there you go” he is a dick, that is all he is “y’all just need to both talk” Herb said “just the stubborn behaviour, like one of y’all need to back down and relax” he said but he is the one that is doing this.