i wrote this like all today. so. take every word with a grain of salt because I haven't written in months.

The Second Time

Long time no see…anyways how come ben isn’t in the new trailer except for footage from the finale of 3? Has anyone discussed this? Did we win by default? What’s happening daxton shippers?

Five to Seven Years Early or Two Weeks Late part 7

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 on ao3

I know this has taken forever and it might be hard to believe but the entire abortion argument was actually in draft 3 when the Supreme Court decided people who can get pregnant don't need to have access to safe and easy ways to unpregnant themselves. It just so happens that I could give it another pass and make it more scathing to take out some of my stress over...well...everything. Anyway, enjoy!

14 weeks

Devi walked out of her sociology class slower than usual. Her leg cramped up during class and then she had a sharp pain in her hip joint. Pregnancy did weird things to a person’s body. But other than those minor issues, she was actually feeling much better than she had in weeks. All the bruising from the car accident was healed and she didn’t flinch when she heard an ambulance siren. 

“Excuse me!” a girl from her class was waving her over to the building exit. “Devi?”

The girl was definitely a freshman. That’s what Devi got for putting off some of these useless filler classes until her senior year. She got stuck in class with a lot of kids. 

“Hi, uh,” she racked her brain to try to remember the girl’s name but came up empty. “Hey you.” 

“Do you mind sharing  your notes from class on Monday? I slept late and since I shared mine with you a couple weeks ago when you were skipping…” The girl trailed off and looked at Devi expectantly. 

“I wasn’t skipping,” Devi answered, offended by the implication. “I was in the hospital.” 

It’s Brutal Out Here pt 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

“Stay where you are,” Devi heard her mom telling Fab and Trent. Devi wasn’t sure she’d ever seen Trent give his full attention to someone. “And don’t engage with the police. I know the police are supposed to help but they won’t let anyone near the school.” 

“Mom!” Devi wished she could have hugged her mother but seeing her on screen was a relief. “What is going on?”

“You’re not hanging out with boys are you?” Paxton was inching into the frame but very quickly took a step away. “Mom! There’s zombies, let’s focus on the real problem!” Nalini narrowed her eyes in a way that made even Trent wilt and fade behind the three girls now in frame. 

“There’s no help coming."

Sunday Six

Okay so I’m not back back but I am working on fic. Here’s six sentences from the next chapter of Its Brutal Out Here

“This can’t be right, Mom.” Devi shook her head. “You’re telling me the cops don’t care about saving us…okay actually, when I say it aloud, it makes an uncomfortable amount of sense.”

“If this is an outbreak, they don’t want it to spread,” Trent added.

“Devi, I’m going to keep yelling at people until I figure this out. But you need to stay put and stay safe.”

Five to Seven Years Early or Two Weeks Late part 6

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 on ao3 Devi and Paxton are put at ease when they meet Devi's OB, Devi's boss opens another door that Paxton may have already walked through, and the lucky medal gets a steamy comeback.

Paxton supposed this was good practice for when they actually had a baby because he slept terribly. He was stuck on a pull out chair that reminded him of the shitty mattresses in Stanford’s freshman dorms, but worse. The room was freezing and he kept waking up cold, then checking to see if Devi was covered up. She seemed to sleep like a log but he was grateful someone was getting rest. And she surely needed it after what she’d been through.

Every two or three hours, could have been every five minutes for all Paxton knew, he was half asleep anyway, a nurse came in and checked Devi’s blood pressure and the baby’s heart rate. He was already accustomed to the comfort of hearing the thumping of the fetal heart monitor.