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How to spot signs and symptoms of Breast Cancer 

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𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕗𝕠𝕣, 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕪𝕒', 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕤?

𝕋𝔸𝔾 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 𝕋𝕆 ℙℝ𝕆𝔽𝕀𝕃𝔼

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𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟? 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖.  ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕤, 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤, 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝔾ℙ𝔸’𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖.

ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕒 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝕛𝕠𝕓. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕖. 𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝. 𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜.

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤, 𝕪𝕒’ 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨?

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One look at you was all it took. You were… ethereal. A creature this earth doesn’t deserve to see. Him… Well, him and the others are the only ones who deserve to see such beauty. After that day, you stuck. Like an annoying bug, or maybe you were a gorgeous butterfly who stayed by the roses that lined the walls surrounding the property.

“Hello, what can I get for you?” “Just a plain, medium black coffee. Hot, please.” “Alrighty, that’ll be $3, please!” 

𝔸 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤, 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕡 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖.

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It was only a matter of time until another member saw you, though, Abby took a more up front approach. Jinu was too… wanna-be bad boy, main character, Abby on the other hand? He couldn’t let such a perfect woman get away. No, no, no. That’s not how it would go. When he heard word of you at a coffee shop from Jinu, he had to take a stop.

“Heya’ there, gorgeous, can I get… A large vanilla protein latte?” “Of course, anything else?” “Yeah, your number if you wouldn’t mind.”

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕦𝕥𝕖. 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕, 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕.

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You were so… bright. A contrast to him. Well, the way he tried to be. He was the type of person to wear sunglasses inside and lower his voice just a tad to seem cooler, but you? You didn’t need to do anything to be better. You were already perfect. Instead of Jinu and Abby seeing you at the coffee shop, Baby saw a different approach. ‘Accidentally’ bump into you and go from there.

“Oh shit, ya' good?” “Yeah, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” “Yeah, but I’m a bit worried about you. Did it hurt?” “Did what hurt? “When you fell from Heaven, of course.”

𝕆𝕙 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕’𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪.

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Mystery was the next to meet you, not at work, but simply while you were chilling by the river at a parkway. It was nice, you were just admiring a pair of ducks when you felt someone come sit next to you. You glanced over to see a guy with this purple-ish hair covering his eyes. It was kind of cute, in all honesty.

“Sorry, do I know you?” “No, but you looked like you could use company.” “That’s… really sweet.” “Did you know that those two ducks actually come here every spring and have chicks.” “Really?”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕, 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥, 𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕚���𝕙 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤.

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Romance Saja, last but certainly not least. He, being the man he is, had a whole romantic gesture planned. What? He can make a living off of killing people and still have a heart! Outrageous for you to think otherwise. So, he bought a bouquet of flowers, ones that matched your eyes, a pretty little bow tying them all together that just so happens to be your favorite color. It’d all be a coincidence in your eyes, but in his? It’s all a master plan that definitely didn’t need obsessive watching over you. He made a fake dating profile that catfished you, he admits, he feels bad, but it’s all for the plan.

“I’m never going out on a date again…” “You okay?” “No, I got stood up, it’s bullshit.” “Well, he’s missing out. You’re stunning.”

𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖. 𝕊𝕖𝕖? ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖.

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𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕙 𝕤𝕠 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦? 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤.

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𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕤! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕?

𝕋𝔸𝔾 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 𝕋𝕆 ℙℝ𝕆𝔽𝕀𝕃𝔼

I HIGHLY RECCOMEND READING THE INTRODUCTION FIRST!

SMAU Coming soon...

NSFW Coming soon...

ANGST Coming soon...

FLUFF Coming soon...

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ℍ𝕖𝕪, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕗𝕚𝕒!𝕊𝕒𝕛𝕒 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥? 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖? 𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕!

𝕋𝔸𝔾 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 𝕋𝕆 ℙℝ𝕆𝔽𝕀𝕃𝔼

ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕! 𝕄𝔼𝕊𝕊𝔸𝔾𝔼 𝕄𝔼 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕!

ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕘 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥: @thesimppotato11 @akariis4snowball @nyxciaa @astragat @zomqiez @the-fanss @apelepikozume @error-raccoon-404

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𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 ��𝕠 𝕄𝕒𝕗𝕚𝕒!𝕊𝕒𝕛𝕒 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝔸𝕌! 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕖, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕤.

𝕋𝔸𝔾 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 𝕋𝕆 ℙℝ𝕆𝔽𝕀𝕃𝔼

This story will NOT follow the plot of the movie! I do NOT any characters from the movie, as they belong to their original creators!

𝕋𝕎 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣! There will be parts separate for smut, angst, fluff and SMAU, but that doesn't change the fact that this is well... a mafia fic, so there will be violence, swearing, etc. Please take care of yourselves! <3

Now, enough of my yapping, and LETS GET ON WITH THE SHOW!

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For some background info, each of the boys met you separately, and after formulating a plan, being the mafia men they are, decided to kidnap you...! Whoo-hoo...!

It took a long time, but you accepted your fate since they treated you better than any ex has -giggles in Stockholsme syndrome-

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Friday videos ; Middle part Matt ; Chris ; Mullet Nick ; Fresh Love ; Matt's license ; Videos ; Trevor ; Marylou ; Fortnite ; Matt's ankle ; Nick

Coffee ; Morning; Juice ; Wattpad ; TikTok ; Dogs ; Spring/Fall ; Clit stimulation ; Fanfiction ; Floral scents ; Sunday ; Mexican food ; Cozy

I wanna add another! ; Energy drinks or Tea

tag game ✨

pick ur preference!!! anyone is welcomed to join!!! ib @dearapril and made with @muwapsturniolo

wednesday videos or friday videos • middle part matt or frat boy chris • chester or chris • blonde nick or mullet nick • fresh love or space camp • chris’s license or matt’s license • streams or videos • trevor or nate • marylou or jimmy • royal kingdom or fortnight • matt’s ankle or chris’s allergies • nick or matt or chris

matcha or coffee • morning or night • soda or juice • tumblr or wattpad • tiktok or ig reels • dogs or cats • spring/fall or summer/winter • clit stimulation or penetration • fanfics or books • vanilla/sweet or floral scents • sun or moon • long nails or short/medium nails • italian food or mexican food • cozy or fancy

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anyone can join!!!

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MAFIA SAJA BOYS. MAFIA SAJA BOYS. MAFIA SAJA BOYS. MAFIA SAJA BOYS.

MOM, I WANT IT

edit 1: So like... This is a whole thing now (the first thing is all done?!)

edit 2: ITS OUTTTT >:D

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*cries because I can't stop coming up with ideas for fics, resulting in me beginning to write them, getting writer's block after chapter 3 and starting another book*

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"𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕕 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤' 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞, ℝ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥?"

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First time: Being a rising member of the BikeTok community has its requirements, including reading Haunting Adeline by H.D. Carlton, so what else is he supposed to do now that he’s got women (and probably teenage girls) in his comments asking if he’s read it or if he has it?

He has to go buy and read it.

So, that’s where he is now. Riding on the back of his Kawasaki Ninja H2, headed towards Barnes and Noble, which should have Haunting Adeline, at least according to the lady he spoke with on the phone.

As he approaches the unnecessarily big book store (It’s very necessary), he can’t help but notice signs on the lamp posts in the parking lot. “Come meet the author of the hit dark romance book Cigarettes and Roses,” He stops reading there, recognizing the book. He had gotten a few comments recommending he read that as well. The woman on the poster is gorgeous. Fucking goddess level of beauty. Curiosity sparks and now he’s eager to meet you. If he’s lucky, you might still be inside.

What better thing to flex on your viewers (besides a sexy motorcycle) than a signed dark romance book? Nothing. So it wouldn’t hurt to run in and grab a signed copy, right?

He parks his bike towards the front and walks up to the front doors of the grand store, the fluorescent lights showing a long line of women and teenage girls waiting to get the book signed. Fun. He flicks the visor on his sleek black helmet up as he opens the door to step in, getting a few lingering stares in response.

He looks to the left to see a large shelf of Cigarettes and Roses, along with a few special editions left with burning roses on the pages, the cover of the book looking significantly more enticing. He walks over, feeling the eyes of a teen girl on him, glancing over his shoulder as his gloved hands linger on top of one of the few special edition books left, he nods at the young brunette girl who blushes up a storm and immediately turns to whom must be her sister or friend. 

He chuckles softly before grabbing the book, immediately heading towards the cash register to pay for the novel. He quickly pays for the book before stepping into line, trying to peek around to see the author of the book he’s holding, but has no luck. He holds back an annoyed sigh and turns the book around to read the teaser.

To say you’re freaking out is an understatement. You totally hadn’t noticed the biker walking through the door or stepping into your line, because who in their right mind would find a random man they haven’t even seen the face of attractive? 

Spoiler alert: you would.

“So, what’s your name?” You ask after looking back to the woman in front of you. “Maria.” The blonde says with a sweet smile, your eyes catching her freckles. “That’s a pretty name. M-A-R-I-A, I assume?” You ask while checking if the Sharpie in your hand has enough juice to write this name on a spare piece of paper. “Yup!” She says as you go to write the name on the inside of the cover.

“I like your freckles, makes us match.” You say with an awkward chuckle while you hand her the book with your signature. “Dumbass, what if she’s insecure about her freckles?” You internally scold yourself as she gives you a half-assed smile before walking away, making people in the line move ever so slightly. You rub your wrist slightly before looking up to see your next fan, but something else happens.

Shit looks like it’s out of some trashy rom-com movie the way people move, creating the perfect view to your motorcycle-helmet-wearing fan. He’s reading the back of your cover, his gloved hands gripping the special edition, making your eyes widen slightly. Every thought leaves your mind as you stare at him. You hold off from looking any longer and look back to the fans in front of you. “Uh, sorry.” You say quickly and quietly as you look in front of you. A teenage girl and her mother hand you their two books. “No worries!” The mom, well, who you assume is her mother, chuckles. 

“What names can I put?” You ask while glancing at the biker before looking at the people in front of you. “Sarah and Teryn. S-A-R-A-H and T-E-R-Y-N” The teen says, making you nod as a response. You quickly sign both of their books, adding little smiley faces to their names with a dry mouth and throat, undoubtedly excited for a very specific person to reach your table.

The poster hadn’t done you justice.

You’re perfect. Even more gorgeous in person. Your face is littered in little freckles with cute glasses perched on your nose in a way that reflects the bright lights in the store. He’s never seen such a beautiful woman, and he can already tell he'd do anything for this goddess walking on earth. Do anything for you.

He moves up a few steps in the line, suddenly even more eager to reach your table. He glances up at you, eager to see your soft eyes and freckles again. The two teens he saw from earlier are up at your table now, both clearly excited to meet their favorite author. He chuckles as they eagerly pass over their books while pulling pink and gold sharpies out of their pockets.

He watches as you take the girls’ sharpies with a smile that makes his stomach do flips, signing one with the gold and the other with the pink.. They take out their phones, to take pictures with you, making Matt smile while they say another thank you. He watches as you smile softly while another person approaches you.

The line doesn't move fast enough to his liking, he's quickly getting impatient with the speed of his bouncing leg increasing. Finally, fucking finally, he closer to your table. He can’t help but notice the way a small blush dusts your cheeks before going back to signing the book.

As he gets up to your table you try to compose yourself, but don’t do exactly well as your throat and mouth stay dried up. You take a deep breath as your eyes are drawn to his icy blue ones that peek through his helmet, a black balaclava covering any other features of his face. You clearly stare as he clears his throat with a small chuckle. “Matthew. You can write Matthew.” He says with a wolfish smile forming even though you can't see the curve of his lips. 

You realize you’re staring and clear your throat as you look down to the book that’s already open in front of you. You don't know more than his name, voice, and the color of his eyes and you'd already let him into your life (bed). You quickly gather what's left of your composure, and take a deep breath. “Matthew? M-A-T-T-H-E-W?” You ask slowly, hoping to draw out this interaction.

His deep voice hums in approval with a little voice in your head upset you didn't get to hear his smooth voice. Despite the ache in your wrist from writing, you use the best writing you have all night long, adding a little heart next to his name. “Here you go, Matthew.” You say with a sweet smile, your glasses sliding down your nose slightly. His name tastes sweet and smooth on your lips, making your tongue poke out from between your teeth and lightly coat your lips.

His gloved hands reach to pick up the book you wrote, the tips of his fingers brushing against yours in a way that seems far from accidental. “Thank you,” Matthew says before slowly stepping out of line. He can’t wait to see you again. You watch as he walks past the shortening line of people, eyes trained on him as far as the front doors.

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Second Time: You’re busy, so busy. You’ve got another book signing coming up soon and you need to write the rough draft for chapter seven of a new book you’re hoping to publish in a couple years.

So, the logical decision is to clear your entire schedule for the day and run to Maverik for an unhealthy amount of Monsters, because if you’re gonna’ write all day and night, you’ll need the precious caffeine. 

As you drive into the parking lot, you notice a sleek black and green Kawasaki Ninja H2 parked right in front of the doors. You stop while your eyes trace over each and every delicate design before continuing to walk.

Your lucky day.

You got to see a biker at the book signing, and now here. You pull the Maverik door open and step into the familiar gas station, eyes looking for a helmet of sorts. You don’t spot anything immediately and ignore the faint whisper of disappointment in your mind as you walk towards the fridges of drinks on the far left side of the building, and hidden behind shelves hiding the view of the fridges, do you find the biker. Except, if you look closely, the helmet of this biker is the same as the one you saw at the book signing. Coincidence? Probably. Do you want it to be? No.

He’s looking inside the fridge with all the Monsters, two of the new Blue Hawaiian flavor in his left hand while he reaches for the white one with his right. “So he has good taste.” You think to yourself as you approach the other fridge with Monsters and grab the mocha coffee flavor, trying to ignore the burning feeling of eyes on you.

“Is that one any good? Haven’t decided if I should try any of the coffee ones yet.” A deep voice says from behind the helmet. You look towards the source and feel your cheeks heat up slightly. “The voice sounds familiar, is this the guy from the signing?” You think to yourself while you formulate a response.“Uh- yeah, yeah they are. The mocha one is the best though.” You say with a chuckle as he nods, the fluorescent lights of the gas station shining on his icy blue eyes that peek out from underneath his raised visor. “Blue eyes don’t belong to him, doesn’t make this the same person.” You remind yourself with whispering thoughts of disappointment while he glances down to the energy drink in your hand.

“Thanks, I’ll have to try them.” He says with a nod, making you smile like an idiot before grabbing another mocha one and moving out of the way. After you move, he advances towards your fridge you were just at. You walk away towards the chip aisle as his eyes burn into your skin, making goosebumps scatter across your skin.

You fix your glasses while grabbing your desired snack before rushing towards the self checkout to pay for your items and bolt right back out of the store, face hot with blush.

He chuckles as you dart away with blush dusting your cheeks, his eyes following your movements as you get into your car and back out of the gas station. He smiles softly as he goes up to the self checkout to pay for his things and head out. He has a video to post anyway, then he should have some time to sit down and read your book.

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Third time: You’re walking out of the theatre after seeing a horror movie called The Monkey. In all honesty, it was pretty (really) stupid and did no justice to Stephen King. You wince as your eyes adjust to the bright lights outside of the pitch black room you just left. 

It’s late, probably around 10pm by now, you miss the warm comfort of your bed, and you miss Banana, your cute little snake who probably misses you too. You glance down to your phone to switch off Do Not Disturb and turn your notifications back on, and when you glance back up, you’re just milliseconds away from colliding into someone’s back.

There’s no time to stop yourself from hitting into the persson, so you close your eyes as you brace for impact. “I’m so, so sorry!” You squeak as the guy you bumped into turns around, and who must be his two brothers turn around as well. “Ah, no it’s all good.” Matt says, unknowing that it’s you who bumped into him yet.

He takes a half second to look at you, and then he realizes. Soft freckles and glasses. “Oh, you wrote Cigarettes and Roses right?” He asks, a pleasantly surprised look on his face, eyes widened in surprise. “Matt, do you know her?” The guy to his left asks, a backwards baseball cap on his head with an empty bottle of Pepsi in his hands, he looks identical. Now that you take half a second to look at who are clearly his brothers, you realize they’re triplets. “Kinda? She signed the book I’m reading.” Matt says, getting a scoff from the person to his right. “You read? Since when?” He says, his star nose piercing and earrings shining under the lights. “Shut up, Nick.” Matt says before turning to you.

“I doubt you’ll remember me but I’m Matthew? I was wearing my helmet, so you couldn’t see my face.” Matt chuckles, making the pieces click together. This is the biker you saw at the book signing, and the guy you saw at the gas station. It had to be. “Yeah, I remember you now!” You chuckle, putting your phone in your pocket. “You asked me about Monsters at Maverik a while back too, right?” You ask, praying to whatever gods above that you were correct. 

“Yeah. Jeez, meeting three times in the span of a month is wild.” He chuckles, his lips forming into a smile as his two brothers stand to the side, giving each other looks. “Yeah, that is pretty crazy.” You agree as Matt fishes into his back pocket. “This might be totally outta’ line, but could I get your number?” He asks, blush dusting his cheeks and ears, reminding you of the first time you received a Valentine from a boy in school.

“Oh, uh, yeah!” You chuckle, surprised at his question but nonetheless put your number into his phone, putting a little book and heart emoji by your name. “Thanks, I’ll, uh, I’ll call you sometime.” Matt says with a chuckle before stepping away with his brothers, his blue eyes seemingly falling to you any chance he got.

You walk away with a smile on your face, but not one as big as Matt’s. “Dude, it’s about time you got a girl’s number.” Chris teases as they walk out the doors and into the cool chill of the night air. “Seriously, ‘bout fucking time. ” Nick adds, getting a scoff from Matt. “I get plenty of girls’ numbers.” Matt counters as he steps into the driver’s seat and his brothers get into their respective seats. 

“Sure buddy, but do you actually continue to text them?” Nick asks with a challenging smirk that goes to show he knows he’s right. “No…” Matt grumbles, getting a laugh from Chris. “Just don’t lose her, it’d be awkward to keep her signed book in your room if things don’t work out.” Chris says, getting a slap from Nick while Matt backs out. “What?!” Chris says with an offended tone. “You know what.” Nick says with a stern tone before getting on his phone.

Matt ignores the chaos of his brothers, his mind filled with possibilities for first dates.

Ack! I'm so sorry I took so long to get something out for these two, but it's here!

Let me know what you guys think of the beginning of their journey as well! I'm actually so proud of this so far and the chapters I've written that're sitting in my drafts ;)

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BikeTok!Matt & Author!Reader Masterlist "But Moth, how will I know what I'm reading?"

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"You've got a big heart!" ♡ Smut "You shine like a star!" Angst ☆ "You're as pretty as a flower!" Fluff ❀

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Matt Blurb cuz' I'm bored

In which you show Matt how to really play Fortnite Not proofread! 672 words

“Where in the fuck did you learn to play Fortnite like that?” Matt asks as he comes into his room. He swears he only left for like- 20 minutes, and he’s come back to find you on his PC dominating on Fortnite. “I’ve been playing since season one, chapter one. Why?” You ask as you take your shotgun and easily get a headshot, knocking some random kid as Peely.

“Uh- What- When- Huh?!” Matt stutters as he watches you build a whole ass tower in the matter of two seconds, just to jump down and kill Peely’s teammate. “You’re on duos?” He asks, bewildered by this info. “I was, I played fill and this guy died like- instantly. Afk or somethin’.” You say while going down to look through the two people’s loot, deciding to take the mats, ammo, and replace your shotgun for a gold one.

“You never thought to tell me you're some kind of Fortnite god?” Matt asks while you run towards the outskirts of the circle, deciding to stay back a bit until you locate one of the two other duos left. “I thought you knew I liked Fortnite.” You say with a small shrug, taking your sniper and using the scope you look around without luck. “Huh, okay…” Matt says slowly, sitting on his bed to watch you play.

It doesn’t take long ‘till you’re shot at, making you quickly react to the attack. You swiftly turn around, building an abundance of walls before towering up. “Oh shit.” Matt whispers as one of your opponents begins to tower with you while their teammate stays below, waiting for you to jump down. You narrow your eyes as you get spammed by an SMG, but quickly build coverage before going lower into your tower to drink your last big shield pot.

“Fuck!” You say rather loudly as the kid you're fighting begins to spam their SMG on your platform, making you continue to replace the structure over and over. As you notice your small gap of time, you edit the platform and shoot the Lynx skin with your shotgun, easily wiping their shield. Matt is just sitting there, wide eyed as you knock the Lynx and jump down to attack the Juice WRLD skin, killing them too. 

Matt wants to say something, anything, but he simply can’t. How in the world didn’t he realize his girlfriend plays Fortnite?! Amazingly at that! “Last duo and the crown is mine.” You cackle like some villain as you look over the loot, finding nothing of use to you besides ammo and materials. “A win on my account, you mean.” Matt chuckles, making you roll your eyes. “Yeah, you need them.” You say with your own chuckle, making him gasp in a kinda fake offended tone.

“I have plenty of wins, thank you very much.” He scoffs, making you giggle before taking your scope to find your opponents on the top of a hill. “Shush, I need to focus.” You say, taking a deep breath before holding it as you aim your scope, hitting a Marshmallow skin straight in the head, knocking them out. You rush over with a speedy staircase before jumping down onto them just as the Marshmallow skin rises from being revived. You carefully breath as you focus on knocking the Marshmallow again before turning to the Ninja skin. 

“I remember when Ninja was like… super good at this game.” You say softly to yourself as you use your SMG to spam the fuck outta’ the gun and switch to your shotgun seconds later to get the final kill of the game. “Lightwork.” You say with a chuckle as you do a random emote Matt has before turning to him to flex your arms.

“That’s gotta’ be top five hottest things I’ve seen you do.” Matt says wide eyed as he watches your face contort into one of laughter. “Seriously, why haven’t we played together before though!” He says while looking from you to the screen, making you laugh harder.

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he is a grown man sexualizing 17 year old ariana greenblatt. he has done this many times before and has been banned many times before.

please please report him and tell as many people as you can to report!!

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Ugh, who doesn't

Im loving these slutty ass pics chris takes