#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.

[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.

[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.

[justabumatthepark]

Looking, looking, looking

Looking, looking, looking

Looking, looking

Looking

Looking

Looking for revenge

All summer sixteen

All summer sixteen

Playing dirty not clean

Out in front of Four Seasons

Looking like a damn football team

All in the same thing

All repping one thing

Looking for revenge

To do what you couldn't do

Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in

They bulletproof

Minus twenty we in Pitfield

That Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose

Famous as fuck but I'm still in the cut

When they round up the troops

I'm just a sicko, a real sicko

When you get to know me nigga

I let the diss record drop

You was staying right below me, nigga

We must have played it a hundred times

You was going to bed

Why would I put on a vest?

I expect you to aim for the head

I coulda killed you the first time

You don't have to try to say it louder, nigga

Trust, we heard you the first time

It's nothing personal I would have done it to anyone

And I blame where I came from

And I blame all my day ones

You know Chubbs like Draymond

You better off not saying nothing

Them boys they a handful

Then I hit 'em with the Hotline

Chris Breezy with the dance moves

Mo-G with the dance moves

Ave Boy with the dance moves

Jimi Hendrix with the solo

Those the strings that you can't pull

Yeah, and I could really dish it out

Come and get it from the source

Fuck with all the word of mouth

Golden State running practice at my house

Nigga, what am I about?

You gon' really feel it now

I'm out here

Looking for revenge

All summer sixteen

All summer sixteen

Playing dirty not clean

Out in front of Four Seasons

Looking like a damn football team

All repping one thing

Looking for revenge

All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little

All your exes know I like my O's with a V in the middle

You would love it if I went away or didn't say nothing else

How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself?

You was never gang, gang, gang, gang, you was never one of us

Had us fooled for a minute there, now we done all grown up

But I'm better off anyway

Y'all never gon' finish Drake

Say you seeing 'bout it when you see me

Man, y'all never home anyway

Thought of things that you shoulda said

Said things that you shouldn't say

We even gave you the whole money play

And y'all still broke to this day

Oh it's your time now, yeah, that's what everybody say

I used to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay

Now I got a house in LA

Now I got a bigger pool than Ye

And look man, Ye's pool is nice

Mine's just big is what I'm saying

I'm that nigga's what I'm saying

Getting things done around here

How you let me run it down here

I'm not even from around here

Six, six, six, six, six

Soon as I'm back in the city they throw a parade

I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne

Or give it to one of the young boys to carry the wave

Yeah, so trust me, they'll be out here

Looking for revenge

All summer sixteen

All summer sixteen

Playing dirty not clean

Out in front of Four Seasons

Looking like a damn football team

All repping one thing

Looking for...

They don't want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye

[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.

[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."

[illiana-mystery]

Thought ya’ll would enjoy this walk cycle. 

[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.

[modsatan-writes]

Hey!! I was wondering how the demon bros would react to seeing mc's stretch marks for the first time? I am a lil chubb and would love some fluff!! If you don't do all of them maybe just mammon, beel, satan and belphie? Thank you 😁

The brothers see MC's stretch marks for the first time

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Lucifer

As your lover, he has already accepted every single part of you – even the ones you hate. And he loves them.

Your stretch marks are not an exception.

He smiles and caresses your skin with his gloved hand, following your stretch marks.

If you're insecure about them, he will immediatly scold you – not in an angry way, of course. He just wants you to understand how beautiful you are.

"My love, there's no need to be insecure. You are breathtaking."

Mammon

He adores your being in every possible way. Even though he acts like he doesn't care out of pride in front of his brothers, he's probably the one who loves you the most.

And he shows that, even though he doesn't mean to.

When he sees your stretch marks for the first time, he actually doesn't pay much attention to them – not because he doesn't care, but because, to him, they're just another beautiful characteristic of your body.

It will take time for him to notice that you're insecure about them (if you are) – but when he does, oh boy. You're in for a ride.

"Oi, look at me, will ya? I'm your man and you are my human. That should clear things up, don't ya think?"

Please love yourself as much as he loves you.

Leviathan

Honestly, he doesn't even care about your stretch marks. He loves your body just the way it is – even though he violently blushes every single time he thinks about telling you.

At first, he couldn't even look at you. Not because you're not beautiful! I mean, he thinks you're stunning and that's the point. How could someone like you love a gross otaku like him?

He struggles with self-love too – he is definetly the one who can understand your insecurity.

Loves to make you sit on his lap while he games – he will hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder while his eyes are focused on the screen.

Satan

He's a gentleman.

Being the observant man he is, he immediately notices them, but never points them out – the last thing he wants to do is trigger you.

If you show confidence, though, he will absolutely love it – you're perfect just the way you are. You deserve to feel confident.

He wants you to feel confident.

He's just so proud of you, but he won't ever tell you – he will show you with his actions.

Asmodeus

Oh, this man.

He leaves a lot, a lot of kisses on your stretch marks – he just can't help it!

Loves to rest his head on your chest, belly or thighs – he could even let you play with his hair, just don't mess them up!

The King of self-esteem – you're not confident in the way your body looks? Congratulations, you've just triggered Asmodeus. He won't let you go untill you learn to love yourself.

"Darling, you're just as beautiful as I am! Why can't you see it? "

Beelzebub

Stretch marks? We love and accept them in this house.

They're not flaws. Don't even think about it.

Seriously though, this boy will do everything in his power to make you understand that you are loved.

This man just loves to constantly keep you in his arms – he loves the way your body feels against his. Now he won't let you go!

Gives the best bear hugs.

Belphegor

This man doesn't even notice them at the beginning – he's that clueless.

When he does, though, he just doesn't care – should he have any particular opinion on your stretch marks?

In any case, he doesn't have an opinion – they're just there and that's fine.

Loves to feel his body against his as much as his twin does.

Just let him rest his head on your chest while he naps – you now have a smiling Belphie.

[calypsoff]

Eighty Four.

“I already got my single, this is it! This is it!” I clapped my hands together in excitement, so excited “you already predicting that?” Adam said looking up from the paper “I am sorry but that song, it’s just made me so happy, the lyrics just hit. They hit so fucking good, like if I could then I would send it to a special someone” clapping my hands together again “woo! This has made my trip to New York so worth it, like it really has” These songs are just hitting, they are hitting so good. It’s how I am feeling and now this “yeah when Jay said go to Cali I was like hell the fuck no, she can come here. I got the perfect beat for her, I know I could have come there but I been working on a lot of projects then I caught that Rihanna is in the studio again, I said I have the perfect beat. Then you had the writers so yeah” Mustard said “thank you, like it’s perfect” this album is making me so happy “you know that part, the how you feel, how you feel, used to trip off that shit I was kickin' to ya had some fun on the run though, I give it to ya. I want you back in the booth and run that back. Like I can hear it in your voice, I want you to put more feeling into it, more anger. Run it back! Let her hear it before she goes back in the booth” Adam spat; Mustard turned to the soundboard. I am working so hard for this album, I went to London and came back here for this. Things are a little all over the place, but I am trying to bring it together. I am concentrating on my album first, but I had to have a meeting about my Fenty business, something that needed to happen. I even took Rylee to my meeting, we wore matching outfits, and she was the one that stole the meeting, she is already signing deals my baby but not so fast. I want her to have a normal life, I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to deal with a baby and work, I am but like when it comes to this part she is with my family. I have Rorrey with me, Tina, Mel, Dennis but he is here with me, I now have another one in my team, he is new, and he is with me in the studio “are not done yet?” looking behind me “you done nothing but eat Jahleel, be quiet” I like him, he makes me laugh even though he talks shit.

Dennis took the picture of Mustard, Adam and I “it’s so good seeing you riri” turning to Mustard and hugging him “it’s been good, I am telling you now. This will be on the album, thank you” moving back from the hug “I got you, and if I have anything else I will come to you” turning on myself and hugged Adam “me and you will be seeing each other tomorrow” Adam looked at my dumbfounded “I am literally going to the club with you” hitting his arm laughing “boy be quiet, anyways we move. Let’s go” picking my bag from the countertop “bitch!” Jen spat, I screamed wasn’t expecting some scary ass bitch in my way “what the fuck!” hugging her in hysterics “I have missed you so so so much, I am so sorry I have been missing” she has literally been away from me for so long “how are you?” I don’t even want to speak about it, moving back waving her off “I am going to the SUV, come” walking by her, like it’s a hard subject for me. It’s hard, I am finding it hard, every day I am finding it hard but what do I know, what does he care, or does he not care at all. Taking in a deep breath as I made my way to the elevator, tapping the button and looked behind me “give me those chips” Jah just been eating my damn chips all this time.

Jahleel was supposed to get in first but here he is climbing on me, hitting his ass as he climbed over me to the back “hello” Rorrey answered “hey how is my baby? Is she ok?” I need to check on Rylee first “it’s two in the morning, she is asleep. But she is fine, so Tina is staying behind. We are seeing you at the club” nodding my head, least I know the intinery “cool, and don’t say it like my daughter is a burden” I heard his tone “never! That is my love” side eyeing him as I put the phone down, opening the chips I took off Jah “I heard your ex is in town” grabbing a handful and throwing them behind me “sorry Adam and Dennis, he is annoying” Jen just laughed “he is not even my ex, he is still my husband. Just on a prolonged break” placing chips in my mouth “you are glowing though, you look happy” I shrugged at Jen saying that “music is making me happy, I keep that to myself really. But it’s been on and off, we text and it’s like one of us is just waiting to make the move, and I am like not me but yeah, I didn’t know he was in New York, oh yeah it’s Drake’ tour date, how can I forget” rolling my eyes looking out of the window, I mean he has been on there since the start. He had the nerve to facetime Rylee on my phone when he said show me your face to me, like I made Rorrey hold my phone and Chris didn’t like it and was just like this is awkward “but how does that work Rihanna? Like it makes no sense, you both married but what? I know he must have dipped” Jah said in the back “I don’t think he has; I say think but I know he hasn’t, I just know it. I know Chris and his persona hasn’t changed; nobody will know him better than me. He hasn’t” I am really confident in saying that, even though he has done the most with annoying me, there has been so many blogs, magazines talking about me and my life and Chris being around girls but there was a video of him in Atlanta and he was coming out just behind Chubbs and someone said, who cheats on Rihanna and Chris did confidently say nobody cheated and walked off, so I do trust him with that, I know Chris and I know he hasn’t.

I got changed in the car while my entourage waited outside the car including the driver, I am just wearing an oversized shirt and some heels. It was a quick change; my hair is a pixie cut and my makeup is kind of done anyways but I am done. Shuffling out of the car “girl you have backed up the whole street” pulling my top down laughing “well let them wait, who cares” walking around the SUV “you took your time” hugging Rorrey as I made my way inside the 40 40 club, I just need a little party to be honest, let loose a little “looking beautiful Rihanna” the bouncer said as he let us in “thank you” smiling wide, I didn’t even refresh my lipstick but he is complimenting me “follow me” the guy said, I don’t know who he is but I will follow him. It’s been a while since I have been to a club, today is the day. I mean I am in no way going to get wasted because my daughter, I need to be aware because if she plays Tina up then I need to go back “isn’t it good to be back partying!” Mel placed her arm around my shoulder, I pointed at Mustard, this nigga here too, he didn’t even mention it. He saluted me laughing, he could have dropped me off actually.

We ended up in the section with Mustard, I say ended up but we were next to each other so I decided that we would just be together in this, our entourage seemed to have grown “about time!” I spat, I been waiting on my cocktail to arrive, taking it from Rorrey “what is that called? Looks nice” Mel pointed “grape sex!” I laughed; Mel waved me off. I really picked it for the name anyways “you really love that song don’t you, Needed me” Mustard said in my ear, nodding my head “it just you know, it explains how I feel right now so that is why” sipping on my cocktail “you single?” holding my hand up “married still” I laughed “I am not asking for me, no. I was just asking, he is crazy to be leaving alone, not in that way at all but how can he just leave that” I giggled “we are on a break but it’s whatever, and honestly I would never let a nigga leave me. I leave them” smiling at him as I looked away from him, I think his little friend asked that. I mean his friend is good looking, he is cute but no way I am looking for any man, not now anyways. It’s about me and my daughter, I think I can confirm that ask was for his friend, he is just smiling at me like an idiot. Niggas really do not care though, how is asking when there has been no confirmation of anything but just because he isn’t here they ask, that is wild.

Oh Mustard and his friend switched sides so I am not having to deal with him but he’s harmless, lots of compliments anyways “you really don’t look like a mother of a five month old” I snorted laughing “how you know she is five months? You stalking me now?” looking up at him, he is tall “I pay attention” raising an eyebrow “that is called stalking boo but thank you” feeling a tap on my arm, looking at Jen and pointed at the bottle service girl “what?” I said “she said she needs to speak to you” why me, I need to get down and I have heels on. Looking to the side of me “help me down then!” I spat, he laughed “oh yeah, sorry” holding his hand as I stepped down, what the hell does she even want. The lady shuffled closer to me, moving closer to her “so sorry Rihanna, I come to give you this wine bottle and glass” she said in my ear, I mean I didn’t need to come down for that at all. Taking the wine and glass “also” she came closer to my ear again “he said I know you like your wine rabbit” my heart just dropped, Chris is here “he is here?” I said to her “yes he has” she said, how did I not notice this “thank you” moving back from her, looking down at the wine. It’s not cheap anyways, placing the bottle on the table and glass. The guy already got his hand out, I don’t even know his name, smiling as I took his hand to climb back up, he literally just dragged me up in one swift, that was nice “what is your name? I didn’t ask?” it’s rude “Anthony” turning around, not that I want too now. Chris has been here all this time; how did I not notice it. Now my eyes is darting all around just looking, I mean is he here with Drake. The funniest part is Wild for the Night is playing and he is here, my eyes laid on Drake so he must be there, Drake come here very lowkey. Even though this club is not the brightest, Chris and I just stared at each other, and it’s been a while since we have seen each other, looking away from him.

Chris has done nothing but send drinks to us and nobody knows who but me, I am about to lose my senses because it’s free drinks, my whole entourage about to be wasted, they think we are getting special treatment because of Jay “we have the queen Rihanna in the building!! Give it up to riri” raising my glass laughing “bap! Bap! Bap! Strip clubs and dollar bills!” I shouted, we about to get turnt the fuck up!” I am super lit right now; Mel slipped a note in my hand. Looking down at her and she pointed at the bottle server, opening the note ‘check your phone’ of course it’s Chris, balling up the note and dropping it to the floor. Tapping on Mel’ shoulder “phone” I spat, she nodded her head and went to my bag. Honestly he has not looked away from me, every move and every drink he is watching me like a hawk, and he can “here” grabbing my phone “this music is boring” Anthony said in my ear, I gasped looking over at him “do you saying my music is boring, rude!” I spat laughing, that is not nice at all. Tapping on his message as my phone unlocked, I know he is has something stupid to say.

Chris: Yu look nice! Yu know I like your hair long but I will take the pixie cut again

Licking my lips looking up from my phone, that was it. He made me get my phone for that, downing the rest of my drink and passed it to the side of me, Anthony looked so confused but he took it, I don’t care who takes it, I just need the glass out of my hand.

Robyn: Right?

I mean what else does he want me to say, he hasn’t really seen my daughter and he is in the club and is just watching me, like what is you doing.

Chris: Right? Yu missed me and why yu stood with some nigga, disrespectful???

Robyn: My new man, duhhhhhh

He is taking about disrespectful when he been around girls “staying with my girl Rihanna, this one is for you” I laughed out, it had to be that song “we found love” I said to myself locking my phone, I mean it is what it is but he has to play that “hey, can I take a selfie with you?” Anthony asked “of course, he leaned down to me, I feel so short with him. Resting arm on his shoulder smiling “hey, that’s a video” I pointed, pressing my finger in his dimple “you sly” I giggled “come on, I just slipped” waving him off “you didn’t slip shit nigga” such a liar, shaking my head laughing. My phone is ringing in my hand like mad, and I mean repeatedly ringing. Looking at the I.D and then looking up at Chris and declined it, he is going crazy “so can I have the picture” looking up at him “my husband is here” I said laughing to myself “oh I saw that nigga, he was giving me looks. I just want a picture with you” I sighed out, he leaned down once again and I shuffled closer to him smiling, he finally took the picture “you’re very good looking by the way” I have to compliment him “but I am a little too late, I get it” he pointed “I think your husband is coming” turning my head seeing Chris is actually coming, it’s honestly funny to see that is he bothered, watching intently at my team and how they are but they pretty much moved out of the way, placing my hand on Rorrey’ arm, I rather he didn’t in this setting but he moved. Looking to the side of me laughing “I have been summoned” both Chris and Anthony held their hands out to me “oh ok” I didn’t want to cause havoc, so I placed my hand in Chris’ “thank you” I mouthed to Anthony.

I just feel it, I feel all eyes on us. Snatching my hand away from his, he can get off now. My team are just looking at me as I walked behind Chris, I am not in trouble, but I feel very giddy. Grabbing the wine bottle as I walked behind him “be good now” Jah said, rolling my eyes. We haven’t spoken since and here we are, he just went into the corner of the club, it’s very quiet there actually. Chris watched me and gestured I sit first; I mean of course I will. I shuffled in to sit, I don’t know why I feel like a naughty school girl, but I think I am “don’t get above yourself now, it’s called saving face. I am not going to disrespect you like that” turning a little to Chris, he sat down in a huff, and I have missed him so much “I really dislike when you show yourself off like that and then that nigga? Does he want a punch” raising an eyebrow “so you bought me here for that?” tilting my head to the side “nah, I just not had sex in a while, and you look sexy” I laughed before drinking from the wine “I mean just because we ain’t speaking we can’t have hateful sex? It works right” moving the wine bottle back “I mean you have a point, but you don’t deserve me” I shrugged “but I do, I miss you” so he says “then show it, you are missing out on Rylee Chris. How is that fair on her” Chris turned to me and placed his arm behind the lounge seating just behind me, oh this is a nice position “I miss you Robyn, I really do. I can’t stop just watching you from there, you just been hiding from me” licking my top lip “mhmmm” looking down at his lap “so you not had sex since?” he shook his head “chances are there, not going to lie but no” you know what, I wasn’t even thinking I just placed my hand on his upper thigh and he flinched, just the reaction alone tells me he hasn’t “just slapping your thigh” moving my hand back “I really can’t stand you Chris for obvious reasons, like you are really dumb and stubborn. I just, no” waving him off getting up but he placed his hand on my leg, so I sat back down “what?” I said “just please” I sighed out; I am not going to forgive like that. This is no way something I want but I refuse to make a scene.

Pressing my lips into a hard thin line, you know what I haven’t had sex in a while and neither has he, he is my husband still but Chris and I have been sat here in silence, like not speaking but that is us. Our presence alone, we can just be quiet but it’s a comfortable silence. Chris shifted and leaned into me “you look better then any woman here you know, you know that though” he said in my ear, moving my head back “you really trying aren’t you” I said laughing, it’s funny because he is “you’re my wife” he said in my ear and he then started licking my ear, looking up catching Mel jus looking over at me. I gasped as he started sucking on my ear lobe “stop” I said laughing “I have missed you so fucking much, your smell too” I yelped out as he started attacking my neck “stop” he pressed several kisses onto my neck, placing my hands at the side of his head “stop yeah” he moved back “I missed you, I really have” staring at his face “but I don’t forgive you” Chris nodded his head “I get that, I don’t expect it” I suppose we could.

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Nervous Regrets - Tyler Seguin - Part 35

Word Count: 2,514

POV: Reader

Warnings: Language

Notes: Sorry this took so long to get out. I had planned on having it up yesterday, but life got busy. I’d love to have those 12 hours back that I lost, but it’s not happening. So with that feedback is always welcome and happy reading!

Nervous Regrets Masterlist

You sat there staring at the picture in your direct messages for you don't know how long. It wasn't until Jace started to cry that you put the phone down so that you could tend to your baby. Jace's little cries filled the air, and you took him over to change his diaper. When he was all clean and dry, his face filled with a smile, which melted your heart. When you looked in his sweet face, you could see your husband there, as Jace had Tyler's eyes and even though he was only a couple weeks old he had that little smirk as well. It was in Jace's expression that you knew that message was nothing but a lie.

 Tyler had worked so hard to win you back and you knew that he would never jeopardize your family with some trivial one-night stand. As you sat in the rocking chair, in Jace's nursery feeding him, you pulled up the message again. This time looking at the picture with unfeeling eyes instead of ones that felt hurt and disappointment. There was no denying that, that was your husband, but the closer you looked it was an older picture. Tyler's hair wasn't that long right now, and where his shirt was unbuttoned you could just make out his lack of chest tattoo. This picture was probably taken well before you were even in Tyler's life; more than likely a couple months before you'd met him.

 Switching Jace to your other breast, you set the phone back down trying to decide what to do next. Obviously, this person wanted to cause a rift between you and Tyler, and messaging her back would just give credence to a conversation that wasn't necessary. You'd been so wrapped up in the stupid message, that you never heard the garage door open or Tyler come in. "There are my two favorite people in the world." He made his way over to you, kissing you on the lips, causing Jace to stir. "Hey buddy, daddy missed you." Jace looked around searching for Tyler's voice. "Is he done, babe? I'm dying to hold him."

 "Mostly," you answered, handing the baby over. "He can finish later. Right now, I think he wants his daddy more." Tyler took Jace from you and held him close to his chest, his one finger caressing his chubby cheeks.

 "Bud, did you get bigger? Mommy said no, but I think so." Jace's tiny hand fisted around one of Tyler's fingers. "Look at those muscles; you working out?" The interaction between father and son made your heart so full it could burst and a tear slid down your cheek. "Baby, you ok?" Ty asked taking his eyes off his son for a moment.

 "I…" you couldn't seem to get out the words and so you nodded your head.

 "Babe, I know you said you're still emotional, but what else is going on."

 You sighed heavily, knowing for your relationship to work; you needed to be completely honest. "I got a message on Instagram earlier." A look of concern immediately crossed his face, before he started to shake his head. "I know it's not true Ty. It just took a toll on me."

 "What did it say?" And you could see the anger visibly changing him, in the way he stood and held the baby.

 You stood so that you could touch and feel him; hoping to release some of his tension. "It doesn't matter. I just wanted to tell you so there wouldn't be any secrets between us."

 "If it hurt you, it matters." He wrapped his free arm, the one that wasn't holding Jace, around your waist and pulled you to his side. You looked at Jace, so comfortable in his father's arms as he stared up at his parents. "Tell me (Y/N)."

 "It was just a picture of you and some girl. I'm assuming she's the one that sent the message. It said that my "baby daddy" was cheating on me." Before he could say anything you continued. "I know it wasn't true Ty. When I looked at the pic closer, it was old."

 "(Y/N), I will never in a million years cheat on you, babe." He cupped your chin so that you would look in his eyes. "You believe me, don't you?"

 "Of course, I do Ty. The message just threw me."

 "I'm deleting my damn account. It's caused us nothing but trouble."

 "Tyler, we're fine. This is just one fangirl, who's making up lies." You were telling yourself this as much as him. "You have your sponsorships to think about and your fans. Don't go deleting things just because of this one instance. I'm fine." He still looked unconvinced. "We're fine. I promise."

 "It just annoys the fuck…oops sorry," he spoke more to Jace than to you. "That people think that they can get away with doing this. Like I'm some sort of sex addict that can't wait for my wife to…" you could see him struggling to find the right words.

 "Heal?"

 "Yeah, heal before I wet my dick in someone else pussy. Shit!" He swore again and you had to laugh at his attempt to control his language around your son.

 "I think it's ok to curse around him. He definitely didn't learn to talk in the few days you were gone."

 He looked at you a little sheepishly. "Still…I need to learn not too." His eyes went back to his child, where Jace's little face just lit up. It was probably gas, but it was still adorable. "Maybe I'll send this person a message myself." He said drawing you back to the conversation about the direct message. "Or get my lawyers on it."

 "How about we just drop it, and if it happens again then we worry about?" He cocked his head "Please Ty?"

 He scrunched his face up at you, before agreeing. "Fine, but you have to promise you'll tell me if it happens again."

 "Done. Now can we please talk about other things."

 "In a minute, there's one more thing," and before you could ask him what that was, his lips were on yours. His mouth searched yours and all the longing that you felt for him over the last several days melted away. Jace squirmed in his arms and the two of you broke apart. "Now that's a better welcome home. I missed you."

 "I missed you too, Ty." The rest of the day Tyler barely let Jace out of his arms. He of course allowed you to feed him, but he wouldn't let you put him down for a nap in the bassinet; instead opting for the baby to lay on his chest. You had a feeling if he kept this up you were going to have a hard time training Jace to sleep in his own crib.

 "So babe, I was thinking maybe you could bring Jace to practice tomorrow. You know to meet all the guys." You were crawling into bed, after just laying the baby down for the night.

 "Yeah, I can do that. Little man and I will be down to have lunch with you guys."

 "Can you maybe put on his Stars stuff too?" Like your child would wear anything else when going to see his father at work.

 "Of course, babe." He pulled you close to him and you inhaled his scent. God, you missed this even if it was for a few days.

 "Thanks, baby. I'm so excited for the guys to meet him." He kissed your forehead, then your nose, and finally your lips, before the two of you drifted off to sleep.

 The next morning as soon as Tyler headed off to practice you started to get ready for Jace to meet all his hockey uncles. It was really the first time taking him anywhere other than the doctors, and you found yourself throwing things in the diaper bag you knew you were never going to need but wanted to be prepared. Jace's Star's onesie fit perfectly, but then you had one in every size imaginable. It was his jersey that was a little bit, so you opted to just carry that in the bag not sure if you were going to put it on him or not until you got there. You also threw in a little jacket since he'd be down close to the ice. You made sure to feed him before you left, but also took a bottle on the off chance he'd be fussy.

 You buckled him in the car seat, and he whimpered a bit. Cash immediately going to see what was wrong with his brother. "He's ok Cash, just doesn't like to be cooped up in there." The pup looked at you skeptically and you had to laugh. The dogs had definitely become protective of Jace over the last week and hated to hear him cry. Once you had him in the car and were headed down the road, he quickly fell fast asleep.

 They were just finishing up practice when you went into the arena. All of the guys were still on the ice, running a few drills. It was Jamie who saw you first, smiling and giving a wave as the puck sailed past him, and you kind of laughed. That got him a few chirps from some of the guys until Monty saw that you were there and called them all in. "Looks like we have a special guest in the building. I'm gonna cut this short, but damn it, wash your hands and shit before you touch the kid." You chuckled at his words, but it was nice to know that he didn't want their sweaty hands all over your child any more than you did.

 Tyler was the first to skate off. "Hey babe," he said pecking you real quick before turning down to his little guy. "Hi bud, did you see daddy skating?" Jace's eyes were taking everything as he woke the minute, he heard the pucks on the boards. The guys started to crowd around you and the carrier, trying to sneak a peek at Jace.

 "Oh he cute Seggy, nothing like you." Rads said punching your husband in the arm playfully.

 "There's my godson," Jamie added. "Sportin' the team colors bud. They look good, though there needs to be a fourteen on there somewhere."

 "Get out Chubbs, my son is not wearing your number, even if you are his uncle."

 "Alright, hit the showers, then you can have baby time." You told them all.

 "I'll meet you in the dining room?" Tyler said before kissing you again and heading off to the locker room. You went down to the kitchen area, setting Jace's carrier on the table so you could take him out. The room was warm so you didn't put his sweatshirt on him, that way everyone could see his little Seguin ninety-one on the back. You propped him up on your shoulder and he looked around a little bit, before flopping his head back down and sucking on your shirt. Perfect, just what you wanted baby drool on you. It didn't really matter though, as long as Jace was happy.

 You no sooner were comfortable, then Justin Dowling came in. "Hey (Y/N), how are you feeling? Heard this little guy gave you a bit of a scare." He took a finger and trailed it along Jace's back making him shiver.

 "Yeah, he definitely had his own idea about when he wanted to meet us, but I'm good."

 "Can I hold him?"

 "Of course," you handed Jace off to him. Justin was a natural, the way he swayed back and forth with your little guy in his arms.

 "You've got to bring him around Meg, she's dying to meet him. We just didn't want to overwhelm you after everything."

 "Yeah, I was planning on having the girls over soon."

 "Maybe you can convince her, that we need one of these."

 "Oh! You guys will make great parents." They were already one of the cutest couples on the team. "You've got a natural touch there."

 "Thanks."

 "Alright quit hogging the baby," Bishop chimed in taking Jace from Justin. "Hey Jace, you and Ben are gonna be best buddies. You can have playdates and go on bike rides and take hockey lessons together."

 "Woah, slow down there Bish. He's only a couple weeks old." You told him.

 "I know, Andrea is dying to bring Ben over."

 "We've talked several times. I think she was coming over tomorrow night for a bit. We thought we could watch the game together."

 "Wait you're not bringing Jace to the game?" Your husband asked looking too handsome for your liking.

 You simply rolled your eyes at him. "Not yet, you knew this though."

 "Kinda, just thought maybe you'd change your mind." He walked straight to his child and you could see him fighting the urge not to take him away from Bishop. "But I get it. He's still too small, but in a couple weeks you'll be big enough to come and cheer daddy and all your uncles on." God, you loved your husband like this. That playful cute side, that just adored his child; there was nothing better in the whole world. Well, maybe your son.

 The rest of the guys filtered in and it became a game of pass the baby around. You were surprised when even Miro took a turn, however the minute he turned fussy he was handing him back. After an hour, Jace was done with meeting everyone and basically just feel asleep as the guys continued to fuss over him. One by one they all left until there were just a few of you milling about and you figured it was time to head home before Jace needed to be fed. Tyler helped you pack him up, and then the three of you left with promises to bring Jace back real soon. You had a feeling if it was up to Tyler, he would've had him on the ice today, but thankfully he never once asked.

 Tyler had ridden with Jamie, so he could take you and Jace home and as you traveled the highways of Dallas he finally said. "Thanks for bringing him down today babe. It meant a lot."

 "Ty, I will bring him down whenever you want."

 "So…uh…when do you think you'll bring him to a game?"

 "Babe, I know you're excited for him to go, but I'd like him to be a little older. Those headphones you got barely fit."

 "I'll get a box, so you guys don't have to deal with the family section and you can have Jenna and the girls up there." He was really trying everything he could, but honestly, with that fangirl message, you were leery about taking Jace out in the public.

 "How about the next long home stretch?"

 "Yeah babe, that will work." The smile on your face was enough to put your doubts at rest, at least for the moment.