#okay nowww. time to tag everything (sobs)

[sheetzking]

compilation of most of the art ive done on Animal jam cuz i like how some of these turned out, sorry if these are cropped badly lol

[diorsluv]

feather , part 22

“ with you out my life ”

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( socialmedia!au )

yourusername

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yourusername she’s officially a single pringle nowww ‼️ if u see me on tinder no u dont 🫢🫢

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jackhughes i love pringles

→ yourusername pringles don’t love you back

→ trevorzegras jack’s been a single pringle longer than you have yourusername

→ lhughes_06 oh 😒

luca.fantilli is that why you popped up when i searched up the girl of my dreams

→ yourusername good thing it’s called a dream for a reason 🥰

→ luca.fantilli i knew i shouldn’t have turned to tiktok for pickup lines

→ lhughes_06 oh 🫤

username20 why is luca flirting with mini drizzy this aint right

mackie.samo swipe right when you see me

→ yourusername why are you all doing this

→ rutgermcgroarty not if she sees me first

→ adamfantilli jokes on you she swiped right on me already

→ lhughes_06 oh 😓

trevorzegras not for long 😘😘

→ yourusername get the hell away from me i’m barely legal

→ trevorzegras you are not “barely legal” 🙄 AND ALSO stop making me look like the bad guy

→ yourusername you are the bad guy

→ trevorzegras i’m fighting the urge to strangle you

→ yourusername i don’t my brother would really appreciate you saying that 😒

→ lhughes_06 oh 🤬

edwards.73 your hands look pretty

→ yourusername hand kink????

→ edwards.73 WAIT NO FUCK

→ markestapa eddy this is not what we discussed

→ luca.fantilli bro you did it wrong

→ edwards.73 i’m sorry 😕

→ lhughes_06 oh 😨

username12 why the hell does luke keep going “oh”

→ username3 and why the hell is everyone tryna make a move on my girl 😟😟

colecaufield my friend’s younger brother was asking about you

→ yourusername jokes on you i know you don’t have any friends

→ jackhughes is this about who i think it’s about

→ colecaufield no one of our friends’ brothers actually asked me about her.. jackhughes

→ lhughes_06 oh 😞

markestapa damn how’d you manage to crop me out of that first pic

→ mackie.samo the implications are wild

→ dylanduke25 wow u were in her bed 😱

→ yourusername yes dylan he was in my bed WAITING FOR ME TO PAINT HIS NAILS

→ markestapa HELL NO i was just watching you do yours 🙄🙄

→ lhughes_06 oh 😧

username99 luke keeps oh-ing i’m slightly scared for him!

username45 SHE’S FINALLY FREE

→ username24 escaped booking.com’s basement

→ username27 BOOKING.COM???? 😭😭😭

username71 are they all commenting this shit on purpose lmfaoooo

username36 if their goal is to make luke mad i’m sure they’re succeeding

→ username2 fr i can hear him sobbing from here

jamie.drysdale

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jamie.drysdale reminder to never break up with someone over text

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_quinnhughes she’s gonna kill you LMAO

→ jamie.drysdale oh please she can’t even push me

→ trevorzegras jamie last time she quite literally almost knocked your head on the corner of the counter

yourusername first of all JAMIE I CANT BELIEVE YOU

yourusername THIS IS SO FUCKING FOUL

yourusername LIKE THATS AN OUTDATED PIC YOU CAN’T USE IT

yourusername I’M NEVER FUCKING VISITING YOU AGAIN

yourusername and it wasn’t text it was warzone because he blocked me on everything else 🙄

→ jamie.drysdale one, that’s embarrassing, and two, STOP SPAMMING MY COMMENTS

→ yourusername ok mr proper grammar

→ jamie.drysdale your so annoying

→ yourusername okay i take it back your grammar is ass

adamfantilli aw was she crying

→ jamie.drysdale yeah we got a noise complaint from our neighbors

→ yourusername i can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not 😕😕

→ adamfantilli aw were u crying ☹️😔😖😣😩😪

→ yourusername aw did i accidentally block you ☹️😔😖😣😩😪

colecaufield don’t tell me she was actually crying over blaker

→ jamie.drysdale she was!

→ yourusername she was not!

username27 first pic is me knowing dryshughes is never gonna happen

→ username89 IT WILL HAPPEN

→ username37 DONT PUSH UR NEGATIVE THOUGHTS ONTO US

→ username14 ur praying for our downfall arent u

username54 honestly tho she’s a mood

username28 i cant believe jamie actually posted this

jackhughes i just realized you have her saved as “fucking menace 🥰”

→ jamie.drysdale i hate her

→ yourusername don’t u think that’s a little mean jimmy johns????

→ jamie.drysdale god here you go AGAIN with the nicknames 🙄

→ yourusername YOU LAUGHED AT MY NICKNAME FOR JACK WTF DO U MEAN

→ jackhughes HUH WHAT NICKNAME????

→ yourusername don’t worry about it jacky boy

edwards.73 i could’ve sworn i heard a witch screeching but ig it was her crying

→ mackie.samo it’s okay man we all heard it

→ jamie.drysdale can confirm that’s what it sounded like

→ yourusername can confirm i’m being harassed by my friends and brother

→ dylanduke25 we were never your friends yourusername

→ yourusername oh 😥

yourusername i forgot to say i’m not heartbroken

yourusername so STOP MAKING ME LOOK LIKE I’M SAD

→ jamie.drysdale i thought i told you to stop spamming my comments

→ yourusername i’m not even spamming ur such a baby 😒

→ jamie.drysdale RESPECT ME IM OLDER

→ yourusername whatever

next chapter notes ) like i said in my other post i’ve been so tied up in school it’s been hard to get these chapters out WITH GOOD QUALITY nonetheless i hope it was still enjoyable albeit late 😭 also i forgot to mention but u mightve noticed the song lyric at the beginning of the chapter is NOT in order (yes it annoys me) but i didnt wanna repeat lyrics so that’s just how i’m gonna put them in for the rest of the song: if the lyric has been repeated then i’ll skip it til i get to the next new one 🙏🙏

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys

[lindseyluvsdrag]

Knocked Up Ch. 13

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, 9 ,10, 11,12

“Oh, by the way, they're fucking.”

---

Violet laughed. “Matthew is just such a jokester.”

 Raven pursed her lips and Naomi forced herself to laugh along.

 The pregnant woman's face fell. “Is it true?”

 Naomi exhaled. “Raven and I are sort of...seeing each other. We were going to tell you as soo-”

 “Are you fucking kidding me?! You- Her- this is so fucking unreal! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!”

 “Because you were going to act like this regardless!” Raven snapped.

 “Oh, so it's my fault that you couldn't be honest?!”

 “She didn't mean that,” Naomi defended.

 “Well, damn the lovely couple is now tag teaming me!” Violet exploded before the tears took over. “No real friends would lie about something like that,” she sniffled. “You guys have been slowly excluding me- lying to me! I just- ugh!” The woman turned and stormed towards the first exit she saw. Her friends followed her but the pregnant woman shouted until they backed off. When she felt a hand on hers, she turned and swung her fist.

 Matt dodged the blow. “Whoaaa, Muhammad Ali. It's just the baby daddy.”

 Violet threw her arms around the man. “Matthew, I just can't believe they'd lie to me about something like thissss,” she sobbed.

 “Me either.”

 “Let's go home.”

 “But what about your event?”

 “I don't care about anything right nowww. I-I-I wanna go ho-home.”

 “Alright, babe. Alright. We can even stop for pizza if you want.”

 The woman wiped at her tears. “I like pizza,” she sniffled.

 Matt kissed his girlfriend's head before ushering her out of the venue.

---

The couple waited in line at Bob's Pizzeria just as the owner entered the building. When he saw Violet, he froze.

 “Oh...hey, Bob,” the woman greeted. “Listen, I'm really sorry that things didn't work out with you and Naomi. She has... other love interests now and it's just not fair.”

 The tranny is still out there tricking guys! Bob shouted internally.

  “She-” Violet stopped abruptly when the man rushed to the back of his restaurant. “Um...okay. Maybe he's still torn up about it.”

 “I think he was just straight up rude,” Matt said with a scowl. “Do you want to eat somewhere else?”

 “Nooooo. I love this pizza. Naomi broke Bob's  heart… and mine, not the other way around. So I have every right to be here.”

 Matt sighed. “I guess. He just seems like a complete tool to me.”

 “Well, his pizza is amazing and that's all that matters.”

---

Violet scarfed down her food in the car so that by the time she got home, her silk gown decorated her bedroom floor. As she unbuttoned Matt's shirt, the woman got a good look at her boyfriend's face. She frowned. “I don't like you with such a clean shave. I like your scruff.”

 “Aw shucks,” the man said before kissing her.

 “And this shirt, what is this? Muslin? I like your t-shirts better. You look more comfortable and when you're comfortable, you're happy. I like when you're happy.”

 “Ditto.” The man lifted the woman by the ass and placed her on the bed. The remainder of their night was spent in the throws of passion until Matt was empty and Violet couldn't keep her eyes open anymore.

---

27 weeks pregnant

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“Matthew! Where is it?!”

 “Where is what?” was the man's cool reply.

 “You know what! My hazmat suit! You hid it!”

 “Yeah, because for one, I don't want you to handling industry cleaning products.”

 “That's what the suit is for!”

 “And two, you've been cleaning multiple times a day, especially when you're upset about your friends. It's time to stop ignoring them and talk it out.”

 Violet scowled. “Where is my hazmat suit?!”

 “I put it away.”

 “I need it!”

 “No way. Just because you're wearing a plastic suit, doesn't make handling Phosphoric acid okay.”

 “But the safety of my bathtub is in danger!”

 “No, the baby's in danger.”

 When Violet burst into tears, Matt sighed and retrieved the Twinkie from his pocket. The man offered it to her and she sniffled as she accepted. “How about I get some professional cleaners to come do the tub for you?”

 “I guess that c-c-could work, but can I wa-watch them?”

 “Sure, babe. I'll return your hazmat suit so that you can watch them clean.”

 The woman wiped her eyes and opened her snack cake. She took a big bite.

 “Better?”

 She nodded. “And if you touch my hazmat suit again, I'll make sure that this is your first and last baby. Gloveeee youuuu,” she chirped as she turned on her heel and exited the room.

 Matt gulped.

---

28 weeks pregnant

---

“Matthewwww,” Violet whined as she jiggled the locked door knob on the other side of the baby's nursery. “Why can't I see ittt? It's not fair that you get all the sayso in the decor!”

 “I'm not doing any decor. I'm just setting up the furniture that you purchased.”

 “Okay then, so why can't I watch?!”

 “Violet, we've gone over this three times! Every time you watch me put this stuff together, you get so turned on that we end up in bed all night and nothing gets accomplished.”

 “You say it like it's a bad thinggg.”

 “Go to bed, Violet.”

 “Nooooo,” she groaned as she stifled a yawn. “I'm not sleepy.”

 “Sureee, you aren't. Listen, if you go to bed now, I'll make sure you have hot chocolate chip pancakes in front of you in the morning.”

 The woman wanted to protest, but the thought of fluffy pancakes cradling a healthy dose of chocolate in each bite made her mouth water. “Can there be chocolate and sprinkles?”

 “There can be anything you want.”

 “Chocolate, sprinkles and pecans.”

 “Sounds fancy.”

 “Chocolate, sprinkles, butterscotch, pecans, caramel pancakes topped with strawberries and cool whip.”

 “Sounds like diabetes on a platter.”

 “Sounds delicious! And I look forward to them in the morningggg.”

 “Do you realize that you don't have half of those ingredients?”

 “Then you'll just have to go to the store, Mr. 'I wanna hold my penis hostage because if I let Violet ride it, I won't get anything done’!”

 The man chuckled. “Goodnight, Violet!”

---

29 weeks pregnant

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Violet stepped out of the shower and screeched at the top of her lungs causing Matt to burst into the room.

 “What's wrong?!”

 “I have a stretch mark!”

 The man exhaled in relief. “Oh my God, you scared me. I thought it was serious.”

 “This is serious! I don't want any zebra stripes!”

 “Babe, it’s a natural thing. Your body has to accommodate the baby.”

 “I'm not a rental property! This kid is fucking up my body for no reason and it's not okay!”

 Matt sighed. “Let me see this ghastly stretch mark.”

“Here!” she said as she pointed at the mark on her thigh.

 The man examined the spot. “Violet, that's a hickey.”

 “No, it's n- wait, what? Are you sure?”

 “Woman, I know a hickey when I see one and that is absofuckinglutely a hickey. I own you now.”

 “Awww,” Violet said as she kissed him.

 He placed his arms around her waist. “You want more stretch marks?” he asked suggestively. The baby kicked so hard that Matt felt the thump against his arm. He instantly pulled away. “Nevermind.”

 “Babe, nooo. You know that he's just a relentless kicker.”

 “Yeah but I don't need him kicking out of curiosity, wondering what's going on out here.”

 “Let him wonderrrr. It means his brain's growing, but he won't know what we're doing until he's like 14.”

 Matt buried his face into his palms. “Nooo,” he groaned. “He'll be so traumatized.”

 “No, I'll be traumatized if you don't give me what I wantttt.”

 “You’ll live,” he said before bolting out of the exit.

 “Matthewwww!” Violet screeched as she chased him.

---

The blaring screech of the smoke alarm startled Matt awake. The man jumped out of bed and sprinted into the kitchen to find a large puff of black smoke while a coughing Violet attempted to fan the offensive cloud away from the smoke detector.

 “What are you doing?!” Matt shouted as he grabbed the woman and swiftly guided her to the safety of the fire escape.

 “Matthew!” Violet protested.

 “Stay back!” he ordered.

 The man rushed back into the apartment and attempted to eliminate the source of the smoke. As he searched for the flames, Matt's eyes watered and he coughed uncontrollably. Where's the fucking fire? I have to put it out before it spreads to other apartments.

 “Matthew!”

 He turned to find the pregnant woman fanning her face in the archway.

 “Violet, go back to the fire escape! Now!”

 “But-”

 When she didn't move, the man stormed over and lifted the woman into his arms as he carried her back to safety.

 “Waittttt, there's no fire! It's just your quiche!”

 “My what?”

 Violet squirmed until the man put her down. “I wanted to surprise you by having breakfast ready when you woke up...it didn't quite turn out as planned.”

 “Aw, babe.” Matt kissed her head and quickly went to work expelling the smoke from the house. He lifted every window and fanned the smoke alarm until everything was clear and the beeping stopped. Violet reluctantly removed the blackened dish from the oven.

 “Appetizing,” she groaned. “I'll just stick to fashion.”

“Well, it's the thought that counts and I'm very touched.”

 “Really? Can I touch you?”

 “That's not what I meant.”

 “Matthewwww,” she whined. “I-”

 “Hey! I just said that it's not what I meant, not that  I didn't want you to.”

 Violet kissed him and the man was prepared to carry her to the bedroom but she pulled away.

 “As soon as I clean up,” she chirped.

 Knowing that it could take hours for the woman to finish, Matt rolled his eyes. “Goodnight, Violet Chachki.”

---

The next morning, Matt dragged Violet to secluded area in upstate New York.

 “Matthew, why are we in the goddamn forest?” she asked. “Are you trying to kill me and hide the evidence?”

 He cackled. “No! I didn't get a wink of sleep last night because I was worried about what you would do if an emergency happened and I wasn't there.”

 The woman scoffed. “Call 911. Obvi.”

 “Okay but it takes them at least ten minutes to arrive and if the emergency is preventable in the first place then you won't waste time the cops could be using to find murderers.”

 Violet rolled her eyes at the man's speech and watched as he unloaded a small metal trash can. He stuffed it with newspaper before pulling a lighter out of his pocket. “Oh my God, Matthew. What on Earth are you doing?”

 “Training you.” Matt set fire to the paper, rushed to the trunk and grabbed the bright red fire extinguisher. He handed it to the woman. “Put it out.”

 “Matthew! I can't put that out!”

 “Yes, you can! Go, Violet, go!”

 The woman groaned out. “This is so heavyyyy.  And I don't even know how to use itttt.”

 “That's what you're going to do in the middle of an emergency?!”

 “Ugh, I didn't wear the right outfit for this.” Violet turned the canister over and began to read the directions. “At approximately eight feet…” The woman began to measure her distance from the can by stepping from heel to toe.

 “Oh my God,” Matt grumbled.

 “Point at the base of the flames... point what? This penis, nozzle thing?”

 “Violet, pretend like it's your Versace burning!”

 “Babeeee! Why would you say thattttt?!”

 “You're wasting time! It's burning! It's burning!”

 With expensive fabrics and designer labels on her mind, Violet quickly squeezed the handle that spouted out the white cloud over the fire, extinguishing it nearly instantly. “Yayyy! I did it!”

 “Wooooo!” her boyfriend cheered. “Firefighter Violet!”

 The woman rushed into his arms and kissed him. “Let's do it again!” Matt obliged and reignited the paper in the can so that Violet could extinguish them again. “It's so much funnn,” she said giddily.

 “You're a professional already.”

  “Oh my God, Matthew, let's try a tree now! I promise I won't burn down the entire forest.”

 “I don't think Smokey the Bear would approve.”

 “Okay, what about one of those bushes over there? Nobody will miss it if it burns to a crisp.”

 Matt's eyes grew wide. “Let's get out of here, you little pyro.”

---

30 weeks pregnant

---

As soon as they got home from their latest doctor's appointment, Matt smiled as he flipped through every sonogram photo while Violet stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door behind her.

 Finally noticing that the woman was upset, Matt made his way into the bedroom and found a sobbing Violet scrawled across the bed.

 He sat across from her. “What's wrong?”

 “Do you even c-c-care?”

 The man had learned to take every one of the woman's tantrums in his stride. “Of course I care, Violet. Tell me what's wrong.”

 “Wh-when the doctor t-t-told me my weight, you didn't ev-even react to me being obese! You don't care that this lit-little uterus demon is making me a fat ass cowwww! All you care about is ge-getting your stupid ultrasound printsss!” she wept.

 “Babe, that's not all I care about. I didn't say anything about your weight because one, it's expected that you'll gain weight to accommodate the baby and two, you look amazing, maybe even better with this weight on you.”

 “You're such a liarrrr! Of course you're just saying that so that I'll be content with letting your spawn dictate my body!”

 “I’m not lying. It's my honest opinion that you look incredible. Having my kid is a bonus.”

 “Then why are you always leaving usss? You work unnecessarily long hoursss.”

 “Violet, you know that I have to work. I'm not going to explain it anymore,” he said sternly. “You're the only woman in the world who wants to complain about her boyfriend making money, especially with a baby on the way.”

 The woman sobbed even harder.

 Matt sighed. “Do you need a hug?”

 “Maybe,” she sniffled. “But only if y-y-you aren't too b-busy,” she mocked. “Or if you can e-even get your arms a-a-around my fattt.”

 When Violet reluctantly sat up, Matt scooted across the bed and wrapped his arms around the woman. “Babe, you really have to tell me when you're feeling this upset. I don't want anymore of this stomping down the hallway and slamming the door, okay?”

 The woman wiped her eyes. “Okay.”

 “Because you know for fact that whenever you're upset I try and fix it, don't I?”

 She nodded. “You do.”

 “Exactly.”

 “Now I feel badddddd,” Violet sobbed.

 Matt exhaled in exasperation, pulled the bag of gummy bears from his pocket and began to feed them to the woman. Although she continued to cry, she accepted the sweet treat nonetheless.

---

Every day that he had to work, Matt made sure that his girlfriend was asleep or at least satisfied enough to not call him throughout the night claiming that everything from being too comfortable to get up and use the bathroom to running out of peanut butter was an emergency. After a week of daily sex and discovering it's exhausting properties, the man opted for creating a comic book a day which that the woman quickly turned into a bedtime story.

 “‘Chachki Mutant Ninja Baby: Volume 15’,” Violet read aloud as the baby kicked along. “‘When we last saw Chachki Mutant Ninja Baby, his can of disinfectant was no match for Sam-n-Ella-’ Sam-n-Ella...salmonella! What a clever play on words!” Violet giggled before continuing to read. “The two headed ball of slime whose sole purpose in life was making people ill and taking over the Earth with all of their slime clones as their minions. Give up, Chachki Mutant Ninja Baby!’ Ella shouted. 'Your cleaning days are over and germs are in for the win! You are pathetic!’ Oh, she's a bitch,” Violet commented. The baby agreed with two swift punches.

 “I know rightttt,” Violet commented. “'No, it is you who is pathetic!’ Chachki Mutant Ninja Baby retorted. 'When I come across a creature so vile that my disinfectant doesn't work, I have just the solution!’ Ping! Pow! Wow!” Violet gazed over the illustrations that depicted the baby spinning and suddenly appearing in a white suit. “'Never fear! My hazmat suit is here!’” The woman cackled. “Your daddy is so shady!” She turned to the next page. “To be continued?!” The baby's kicking went into a frenzy. “Exactlyyyy! How could he do this to us?!” Violet grabbed her phone and called Matt's supervisor.

 “Hello, Violet,” the man said dryly into the phone. “How can I help you? Is it another emergency?”

 “Yes! I need to speak to Matthew right away!”

 He sighed. “Alright. Hey, Matt!”

 Moments later, her boyfriend, clearly annoyed, answered the phone. “What?”

 “Excuse me? 'What?!’”

 “Violet, you can't keep calling me at work like this. I'll probably have to start paying their phone bill because you keep crying wolf.”

 "I'm not crying wolf! You left us on another cliffhanger! How on Earth am I supposed to sleep not knowing what happens?!”

 “You've got to be kidding me.”

 “Do I sound like I'm kidding?!”

 Matt took a deep breath and began to whisper into the phone so that his co-workers wouldn't hear. “Chachki Mutant Ninja Baby puts on his hazmat suit, the ultimate weapon against his foes. It's loaded with all kinds of soaps and sanitizers that allow him to destroy even the most disgusting villains. He uses his phosphoric acid beam to blow Sam-n-Ella to smithereens. But they didn't die, they multiplied into hundreds of tiny Sam-n-Ella clones.”

 “Wait, what?! How-”

 “If you behave yourself, I'll tell you the rest in the morning. Now, go to bed.”

 “Matthewwww,” she whined.

 “Violet,” he sternly hissed through a clenched jaw.

 She pouted. “Okay. I glove youuuu.”

 He sighed. “Glove you too. Goodnight.”

 “Goodnight.”

 After hanging up, Violet squealed as she slid underneath the sheets. “What a mannn!”