#but that never happened so im going to have to do it myself

[likeumeanit9497]

the re-do, pt. 2 | m.s. |

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: one more time won't hurt anyone...right?

warnings: SMUT!!!; established friendship; unprotected p in v; fingering; dirty talk; choking; hair pulling; slapping; sneaking around; 18+

notes: here it isssss. in honour of almost hitting 1000 followers (WHAT?!?!?!), i wanted to release a part 2 to my most loved fic!! im currently posting this less than 24 hours before i leave for my trip to europe (yay!!), but unfortunately it'll be the last one i'll be posting for a while. saying that, i'll be back home august 1st and knowing me ill want to get right back into writing, so pls feel free to continue to drop requests over the next few weeks (as long as ur okay with waiting for a while!!!). thanks so much for all the love ya'll, ur the ones who make this whole thing so much fun!!

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Walking up to the triplets’ front door, I didn’t knock before turning the knob and entering the warm, familiar home. Nick, Matt, and Chris were finally home in Boston for a few weeks, and I was so excited to see them for the first time in months. They had just landed this afternoon, and although I told them I could give them some time to settle in, I couldn’t stop myself from driving over to theirs as soon as Nick sent me a photo of Trevor; proof that they were home and settled in enough.

“There she is!” Mary-Lou’s cheerful voice greeted me once I walked up the steps and into the kitchen. I didn’t have a chance to say hello before her arms were wrapped tightly around my frame; embracing me in a comforting hug. “How are you sweetheart?” She asked once she released me from her grip. I smiled. “I’m good! I’ve missed you all though.” I replied as she rubbed her hands up and down my arms affectionately. “I’ve missed you too! You hungry? I’m just finishing up some Shepard’s pie.” She walked back over to the oven, opening it slightly to check on its contents. “You know I could never turn down your Shepard’s pie.” I laughed.

“Where are the guys?” I asked, peering at the closed kitchen door. “Oh, they’re in the living room. I had to lock them out of here, they were driving me nuts!” She chuckled, pulling the casserole out of the oven. “You go ahead.” She urged, gesturing to the closed door. Sending her a warm smile, I opened the door and my eyes immediately fell on my three best friends sitting together on the couch in the living room.

“Y/n!” Shouted Nick, throwing his hands up in the air from his place on the couch. Matt and Chris both simultaneously peeled their eyes away from the screen and looked in my direction; their faces lighting up in smiles immediately before they all stood up to greet me. I hurried over to them and went in to hug Nick first, Chris next, then finally Matt.

I hadn’t seen Matt since the last time I visited them in Los Angeles, which also happened to be the time when him and I had fucked after filming their rated r Youtube video. Just like the time we had lost our virginities to each other, we hadn’t let the sex interfere with our friendship at all, and things hadn’t really changed in any way. Obviously, thanks to Matt’s failure at muting the Discord server, Chris and Nick were much too aware of exactly what had happened that night. But besides the painfully awkward morning after when I walked out of Matt’s room to find them eating breakfast — both avoiding eye contact with me entirely — things were fine with them as well. Once we spoke to Nick and Chris about it, we had convinced them both — as well as ourselves — that what had happened that night was simply a fleeting moment of nostalgia brought on by talking about our first time together.

But I would be lying if I said that as soon as I felt Matt’s hands on me I didn’t feel a shiver down my spine; or that when he whispered a breathy “I miss you” in my ear, I didn’t want to tear all of his clothes off right then and there. The sex we had that night, although spontaneous and probably wrong, was the best sex I had ever had. Once I left Los Angeles and made it back to Boston, I had fucked a handful of other guys — just trying to come even slightly close to feeling the way I had that night — only to be left feeling more and more disappointed. Matt and I knew each other far too well, and in some way it was like our bodies were tied to the other — first by losing our virginities to one another but then furthered by the crazy sex we had years later. I had accepted the fact that sex just wasn’t ever gonna be like that again, but now feeling him pressing against me, all of that acceptance just immediately vanished.

“How’s mom doing on dinner?” Chris asked, startling me out of my trance and walking in the direction of the kitchen door as I pulled away from Matt. “I think it’s almost done. But I was told you were banished from the kitchen, so stay away please.” I replied, walking over to him and tugging on his arm to draw him away from the door. Just then, the door opened and Mary-Lou appeared holding her own plate of food. “Please don’t destroy my kitchen.” Was all she said as she walked to the dining table with her plate, sighing as she did.

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After we all polished off the Shepard’s pie, we ended up on the couch watching a hockey game. I had curled up in a blanket between Matt to my right and Chris to my left, and was bathing in the contentment of just sitting with them in their family home, just like we did as kids. Even though I couldn’t give a shit less about whatever was happening on the screen, I couldn’t help but smile when one of them would scream, curse, or cheer as the game continued. As Chris was doing just that, I was pulled from my languid stupor by Matt tugging on the blanket that was wrapped around me; clearly wanting to share.

After spending some time with the guys, my filthy thoughts of Matt began to dissipate. After months of not seeing them, I had far too much time to stew over all of the flashbacks I got; causing me to create a certain image of him in my mind that had differed to the one I had of him before. But, after spending time with him in-person, I was reminded of the fact that he’s the same old Matt that I’ve known for years, and I was just too caught up in that one night.

Then, as if he was reading my mind, I felt fingertips gently graze my right thigh under the blanket. Immediately, my body began to react, and every place he touched felt like it was being set on fire. I gulped, and adjusted myself slightly before forcing my eyes to focus on the screen in front of me; deciding that ignoring these touches was the best thing that I could do. Still, he was relentless. His hand continued to travel all across my thigh, just a whisper of contact as if he knew it would drive me crazy. I shuddered, but played it off by pulling the blanket against me as if I was cold. Even though I knew he could tell that I was affected by his touch, I knew that my lack of acknowledgement was surely driving him crazy. My hunch was confirmed when he brushed his fingers lightly against my clothed heat; causing me to intake a sharp breath that I had to immediately hide with a cough.

This caught Chris’ attention, and he fixed his gaze on me. “You okay Y/n?” He asked, and I nodded frantically. “Mhmm. Just a cough.” My response was hitched as Matt’s fingers continued to tease me, and as soon as Chris fixed his gaze back on the tv, I grabbed his hand under the blanket and held it still; turning to give him a sharp glare. Once I turned to face him, I was met with a taunting smirk that caused something to stir inside of me. He then used his eyes to wordlessly gesture to the staircase; clearly proposing that we go upstairs.

I’m not sure how I gained the self control, but somehow I was able to shake my head sternly before drawing my attention once again back to the game. His hand stayed still, but it still rested on my thigh and I could feel myself vibrating under his touch. Then, he retracted his hand from the blanket and I had to stop myself from groaning from the loss of contact; knowing that I shouldn’t want to feel it again. From the corner of my eye, I saw him unlock his phone and felt myself relax slightly knowing that he had something to distract him.

Think again.

I felt my own phone vibrate in the pocket of my hoodie, and reaching under the blanket, I pulled it out to find a text from no other than Matt.

Matt: I need you

I had to fight to keep my jaw from dropping at his text, and I turned to face him but found him looking straight ahead at the game. Sighing, I decided to respond over text after turning my brightness all the way down to keep Chris from catching a glimpse.

Y/n: matt. we can’t.

I heard his phone vibrate beside me, and kept my gaze away from him as he picked it up. I only had to wait a few seconds for a response.

Matt: Yes we can

Matt: Please Y/n.

The clear desperation in his texts went straight to my core, and I felt myself on the verge of dissolving into a puddle right then and there. To make things even worse, Matt snaked his hands back under the blanket, grabbing my own and drawing it towards the crotch of his jeans. There, his cock was already rock hard, and I really had to keep myself from straddling him right there. I turned to my left to get a quick glance at Nick and Chris beside me. Nick was curled onto the couch, seemingly sound asleep, and Chris was fully entranced by the hockey game. Just then, a commercial break came on, and I turned to face Matt and gave him a soft nod. Immediately, a sinister smile crossed his face before he put his phone away and cleared his throat.

“Oh my god Y/n I forgot to show you the clothes I bought before I left LA. Remember you texted me earlier today telling me you wanted to see?” His lie fell from his mouth effortlessly, and if I didn’t know that he had ulterior motives I would never come even close to feeling suspicious. Without missing a beat, I followed along in his little lie. “Oh yeah! Where are they?” I responded, doing everything I could to keep my tone as nonchalant as his. “Up in my room, I haven’t unpacked yet. Wanna go see them now?” I bit my lip to keep myself from smiling. “Sure.” Was all I was able to say in response before hurriedly standing up from the couch. Matt shifted slightly under the blanket for a moment, obviously tucking his boner into the waistband of his pants so that it wouldn’t be noticeable, before following me towards the stairs. “Don’t be long!” Shouted Chris from behind us, “Ya’ll are gonna miss a good ass game.”

Quickly, the two of us climbed the stairs, doing our best to keep our composure until we were behind closed doors. We rushed into Matt’s bedroom, him entering before me, and I turned to quickly shut the door. Before I could even face his room, Matt pinned me to the door and his lips were on mine. A groan immediately fell from his lips as I opened my mouth to grant his tongue access; losing all sense of control as his hands roamed every inch of my body. My own hands flew to his hair, holding his face against mine as the kiss deepened even more. Our tongues swirled around each other, our mutual hunger for one another taking an almost literal form.

One of Matt’s hands travelled up my chest, tearing my hoodie up over my head in the process, before attaching to my throat. I gasped at the pressure, feeling my panties flood with arousal, and he tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled away from the kiss; gazing down harshly at me. “How many guys have you fucked since I saw you last.” His voice was gravelly with lust, and his tone was so ominous that if I hadn’t known Matt for as long as I had, I would be afraid. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my cheek as he slapped it. “Answer me, Y/n. How many?” I couldn’t keep the small smile from travelling to my lips from how turned on he was making me, but finally I was able to get myself to respond. “A few.” His pupils dilated.

“Oh yeah? How were they?” He was smirking, and I was thrown off by his words. Again, in my silence he slapped my cheek. At that, I couldn’t keep the lustful squeal from falling from my lips. “T-they were okay.” I lied, feeling myself tremble against the doorframe. At that, his thumb that had been soothing my sore cheek traveled to my mouth, pressing down on my lips and encouraging me to open up. I obliged, letting his thumb rest on my tongue before slowly wrapping my lips around it and sucking lightly. Matt’s eyes were glued to my mouth, but he continued speaking. “Just okay, huh?” He knew what he was doing, and I did as well, but in the state I was in I had lost all impulse control; so I fell for his trap.

“None were as good as you, Matty.”

I batted my eyelashes as I spoke, and immediately his lips were back on mine. Our mouths moved in sync as his tongue dominated mine, and I relished in the familiar taste of him. His burning desire for me fuelled my own, and as I continued to kiss him I felt myself growing more and more needy. As I released a frustrated groan into his mouth, I felt his hand travel to the waistband of my jeans where he hurriedly worked at the button and zipper. As soon as he peeled the rough material down my legs, his hand went to my heat; causing me to release a sharp breath.

“Mmm. So wet, just like last time.” He purred, dragging his mouth away from mine and down my neck; dropping wet kisses in its path. I was shaking from his touch, and subconsciously I widened my legs to give him better access to my aching core. Noticing this, he released a husky chuckle before slowly rubbing two fingers along my folds. “You missed this, didn’t you?” I immediately nodded my head as I nibbled at my bottom lip, needing him to touch me more. “I knew it.” His fingers slowly began circling my clit then, drawing satisfied moans from my mouth. “Yeah. I bet you touch yourself thinking of that night in LA,” His mouth was nibbling at my neck just below my ear, and the heat from his breath caused goosebumps to raise on my skin and my nipples to harden. “And I bet you pretend that your fingers are mine.”

Just as the words left his lips, he plunged two fingers up into me, causing me to gasp in pleasurable shock. Immediately, his fingers went to work curling up to my spongey g-spot and forcing my knees to buckle. Desperate for more contact, I wrapped a leg around his waist so that his fingers could reach even deeper into me. Hushed moans fell thoughtlessly from my mouth, and I prayed that no one in the house could hear them. I gripped helplessly onto the back of Matt’s neck as he rested his forehead against my collar bone, putting all of his effort into his plunging fingers.

“You feel good sweetheart?” He asked, his words coming out in short bursts as he continued his movements. “S-so g-good.” I replied carelessly, arching my back off of the door as I felt tension like a stretched rubber band grow in my stomach. Aching from the pressure, I reached in between my legs and began frantically rubbing my clit; desperately chasing my high. After just a brief moment, Matt looked down between my legs and, upon realizing what I was doing, slapped my hand out of the way and replaced it with his own. His fingers worked on my clit and my core simultaneously, and I lost all control over the erotic noises that poured out of my mouth.

“Shh.” Matt demanded, placing his own mouth on mine in a motionless kiss to stifle my moans. The stimulation was almost too much to handle, and I felt myself teetering on the edge of an overwhelmingly strong orgasm. “G-gonna cum.” I managed to spew out against Matt’s open mouth, and he hummed in response; keeping his pace on my heat steady. “Look at me while you cum, Y/n.” Matt’s voice was commanding, and without thinking twice I opened my pinched eyes and was met with his focused yet aroused gaze just before being overtaken by an earth-shattering orgasm.

As pleasure rippled through my body, my blurry vision never veered from his face as his fingers fucked me through my high. I bit my lip so hard that I left indents to suffocate my stream of moans before they could leave my lips. I felt myself squirt, the pressure that had built up inside of me immediately being relieved, and as I did he removed his one hand from my core and used his other to continue rubbing my clit so that the fluid sprayed all over the front of him and down my legs.

As I was still trembling through my high, I watched as Matt used his free hand to yank his jeans and boxers down his legs before plunging his hard cock into me. “Fuck.” We both gasped in unison as he sunk every inch through my walls, shuddering from the immediate pleasure that we both felt. Matt stayed still for a moment, clearly collecting himself, before pounding into me strenuously. Grasping onto his shoulders in order to stay grounded, I muttered nonsense as his cock slammed into my g-spot relentlessly.

“Fuck. Missed this pussy so fucking much.” Matt groaned in my ear, causing me to cry out as he drove his cock harder and harder into me; so hard that my head began smacking against the door frame. Suddenly, Matt’s hands snaked down to my ass, cupping it in his grasp and lifting me up. Still inside of me, he began walking me towards his bed on the far side of the room, where he placed me on the end of the bed and spun me around. I lay there like a rag doll as I let him reposition me into doggy, before I felt him slide his dick back through my opening.

“Jesus Christ.” I moaned, the new position deeper than the last as I felt every inch of him stretch out my walls and reach even further into me. Matt grabbed a fistful of my hair and I cried out as he used his grip to pull my head up off of the bead. With my back pressed against him, he covered my mouth with his hand as he peppered my sensitive neck with wet kisses. “You love my cock, don’t you baby?” He asked in a rough voice against my ear, and I nodded. Suddenly, his hand made contact with my throat and he tightened his fingers around it again. “Words, Y/n.” He said tauntingly, and I whined. “Y-yes. I love it Matt.” I managed to reply before he loosened his grip on both my throat and my hair, allowing my body to fall back onto the bed.

His hands found my hips, and he held them tightly as he continued thrusting into me. His pace was growing slightly choppier, and I smiled to myself maniacally, knowing that he was feeling good. As his rhythm slowed, I began moving my own hips up and down to meet his length. Noticing what I was doing, Matt stopped his own movements and allowed me to fuck myself on his cock. I heard his heavy breathing behind me as I continued to throw myself down on it, picking up the pace with each pump.

His hands gripped my hips tighter before he spoke. “Mmmm, slow down honey, gonna cum soon if you keep doing that.” I smiled to myself once again, and even let out a small chuckle as I continued at the same quick pace; wanting to make him feel good. The sound of wet skin slapping skin filled the space between us as I worked his cock up and down my walls, and I felt another orgasm approaching down my spine. “Matty, gonna cum again.” I whined as the build up became un-ignorable. “Me too. Turn around. Wanna see that pretty face while you take it.” His words went straight to my core, and I struggled to find the strength to do exactly what he said.

With his help, I flipped around so that I was now on my back looking right up at his naked frame. He gazed down at me with eyes so dark and filled with lust that I almost gasped from the stark difference from the Matt that I typically saw. Leaning over me, he drove his length into me again, grabbing onto my tits as he did; making me see stars. Matt grabbed onto my legs and bent them at the knees before pressing them down and allowing his cock so much access to the deepest part of my core that I almost cried in addictive pain. “You want me to cum in you baby?” He asked, his voice a whole octave lower than usual due to his aroused state. I nodded, before remembering to use my words. “P-please cum in me.” I added, feeling my own orgasm causing my walls to already begin to convulse slightly. Holding onto my knees tightly, Matt’s jaw went slack before he released a guttural moan, enough to push me over the edge for the second time tonight.

With his cock pulsing inside of me, I shook uncontrollably as my second orgasm tore through me without mercy. I clung onto anything that I could as I fought the urge to scream profanities out at the top of my lungs as my walls milked his shaft dry. Matt continued to thrust into me slowly, pushing all of his cum deep inside as he helped me come down from my high. Once my moans halted, he planted a soft kiss to my hand resting on his chest before slowly pulling his cock out of me; watching the mix of his and my cum drip from my opening.

Walking over to his closet for what I assumed was a towel, he chuckled. Still catching my breath and recovering from my tornado of an orgasm, I struggled to lift myself off of the bed. “What’s so funny?” I asked as I watched him walk over with a towel just as I suspected. Still smiling, he shook his head as he began cleaning me up. “Nothing. It’s just that shit is way too good.” I laughed myself at his words, because I unfortunately agreed. “It probably wasn’t the best idea.” I began as I stood on shaky legs to retrieve my lost articles of clothing. “The first time was purely practical. The second could be called an accident. But a third time? There’s no explaining that away.” I said as I dressed myself.

“What?” He started, walking over to where I was standing to retrieve his own pants. “You’re the one that said that good friendships include fucking each other every once in a while.” I rolled my eyes. I had said that in Los Angeles, but had meant it as a joke at the time. “I don’t know if fucking every time we’ve seen each other constitutes as ‘once in a while’.” I replied, running my hands through my messy hair in an attempt to remedy my fucked out appearance. With a sheepish smirk on his face, he shrugged. “I don’t know, I think it’s working out fine, don’t you?” I couldn’t contain my smile at this, giving away that I agreed. “And besides, no one has to know about this time. No brothers barging in, no Discord servers being left on. No one knows so there’s no need for an explanation this time.” He pulled me to his chest and hugged me for a moment, and I instantly felt more reassured.

“Ready to go? I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to see the score.” I laughed before pulling away from the hug and heading to his bedroom door. We walked down the stairs in a single file, and walked back into the living room with the intention of looking as inconspicuous as possible. Nick was still sound asleep, but Chris was wide awake, still staring at the tv. He was suspiciously quiet, but I allowed myself to believe that it was just because he was locked into the game, so I nonchalantly sat down on the couch beside him. Just as Matt settled onto the couch to my right, Chris cleared his throat before speaking. “So, Y/n. What was your favourite piece?” I turned to face him in confusion, and mentally scrambled to try to figure out what the fuck he was talking about. “The fuck?” I asked just as Matt pinched my thigh gently under the blanket.

As I realized that he was talking about the excuse that Matt and I had made to go upstairs, I watched as Chris’ eyes shot open and he pointed a finger between me and Matt. “I fuckin’ knew it!” I tried to speak, but I was completely incapable of forming a coherent sentence; let alone a believable lie. I heard Matt groan to my right. “You two fucked again didn’t you!” Still, silence.

Our lack of retaliation was enough to give Chris the answer he needed, and he rolled his eyes. “Jesus Christ, you guys are a couple of dogs.” He turned back to face the screen, but not before dramatically scooting a few centimetres away from me on the couch. I slowly turned my head to face Matt, and found him closing his eyes and biting his lip to stifle a laugh. At this, I had to cover my mouth to to the same, and I prayed that Chris couldn’t see my shoulders shaking as I laughed silently. My silent laugh seemed to be contagious, because I watched as Matt’s body began to tremble in laughter as his hand went back to casually resting on my thigh under the blanket.

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[batmanisagatewaydrug]

im a trans boy who has grown up with very oppressive religious parents so ive never gotten the chance to experiment sexually or romantically with peers irl, im about to move to the city for college in the fall

(i will be living on campus with two roommates who i haven't met yet and i know basically nothing about, one of them i will be sharing a bunk bed with)

im really nervous about how im gonna do socially.. ive had a really hard time making and maintaining irl friends for like my entire life, which has been really upsetting for me obviously.

being able to experiment sexually is something im really wanting to do and im really really nervous about it, i know that the most straightforward advice is just "talk about it to people you wanna do sex stuff with" but like everything is new to me i havent had the chance to really socialize irl up until this point and now im being shoved into a group of other young adults who all have the prior experience of being well socialized and having complex interpersonal relationships with peers

i also feel extremely insecure about my lack of experience, like is it actually normal for someone my age to have never had a romantic or sexual encounter? are the things ive discovered and assumptions ive made about myself sexually through masturbating wrong?? i can't watch porn bc looking at strangers having sex grosses me out!! im pretty sure my front hole is like unnaturally tight?? anything wider than two of my fingers is uncomfortable and no matter how much prep and easing myself into it i do, it stays that way.. and i think my cervix is also lower than most, about 3-4 inches is the maximum that i can insert before i can feel it bump my cervix (which hurts REALLY BAD)

im just so nervous and scared about my own body and personality and all that andi don't know where to look for resources or reassurance. ive never been to the doctor for any kind of reproductive care and im really scared to!!! i live in a state that has completely outlawed abortion rights and im really scared that if i go to planned parenthood or something to get like a checkup that they will be mean and not gentle with me

i don't know, i guess im just looking to be heard and hopefully pointed towards some resources if anyone has any, thank you for the work you do and thank you for taking the time to read my panicked ramblings

hi anon,

there's a lot happening here so I'm just doing a numbered list

1.) man, how did the third guy luck out and avoid the bunk bed? you don't have to answer that, I'm just curious how you guys have already worked out that two of you are stuck with the bunk beds. unless you're into bunk beds (I was), in which case mazel tov.

2.) in the nicest way possible, I think you may be vastly overestimating how "well socialized" other students are going to be. reading between the lines a bit, it sounds like you were maybe home schooled, or at least don't have very much experience mingling with other people your age without adult supervision. I guarantee you every public school in the world is also full of introverted freak losers who rock up to college with no idea of what they're doing; I was one of them. the majority of first year college students are also running around panicking and trying to figure out how to be away from their parents for the first time; everyone is a loser and no one is cool.

would it comfort you at all to know that my day job is organizing events at my office's LGBT student resource center? I spend a lot of time hanging out with queer first year students, and I love them dearly, and they're all cringefail losers. it's unavoidable. every 18 year old is a cringefail loser. every single person on Earth looks back at their 18 year old self and goes "goddamn, what a cringefail loser." and it's fine! it's so normal! that's the entire point of your first year of college! you try things and you're socially awkward and you meet some of the most important people you will ever meet and you meet people whose opinions about you won't matter literally at all and you'll completely change how you think about everything for the rest of your life and you'll think you're going to die and everything will be fine!!!!

anyway moving on

3.) it's normal for anyone at any age to have never had a romantic or sexual encounter. I'm assuming you value my insight at least a little, since you sent this, so would it help you to know that I arrived at college as virginal as could be (wildly insecure about it, btw) and didn't have sex for the first time until I was almost 21? would it comfort you to hear from my housemate, also transmasculine, who gave me permission to share that they've never had sex and that none of their life problems really have anything to do with being a virgin?

4.) "are the things ive discovered and assumptions ive made about myself sexually through masturbating wrong??" hard to say, since I don't know what those things are, but probably not. it's extremely hard to get masturbating wrong, no one knows what feels good to you better than you. you're sort of an authority here. masturbating isn't exactly like partnered sex, of course, but it's a really good place to start learning about things that you like and make you feel good.

5.) everything you're describing about your front hole sounds very typical. two fingers is the max number of comfortable fingers for a lot of people, regardless of experience; often, taking something larger doesn't become easier until after having penetrative sex with a partner. average vaginal depth is about 3.6 inches, and while that can increase significantly with arousal, it's something that doesn't generally happen if you're not relaxed during sex. if I can be a bit presumptuous, it sounds like sex and masturbation are maybe a bit anxiety-inducing for you, in a way that is pretty much perfectly contradictory to comfortable penetration. if I can offer you some advice I wish I could give my younger self: calm the fuck down, buy some lube, stop worrying so much about making your body react the way you think it should and learn to appreciate what it's actually doing, and maybe see if your campus has some free therapy options available. anxiety meds probably wouldn't hurt this situation. also stop hitting your cervix if that hurts oh my god.

6.) Planned Parenthood is generally one of the best places to go if you're nervous; they're aggressively queer friendly and tend to be extremely accommodating of patients' needs. I personally do not care for penetration at all and have a difficult time with Pap smears, and every examiner I've ever had at PP has been an angel about letting me take breaks and swear my way through it. it ain't fun, but if you want to have an adventurous sex life you need to take care of the health of yourself and your prospective partners by getting STI tests and Pap smears.

you're so normal, calm down, I love you

[opiumsturn]

My girl..

C.STURNIOLO

EXTREME WARNINGS IN THIS STORY!-Rape,sexual assault,abuse,angst,sexual abuse,// Fluff,caring!Chris,sad ass story

THE RAPE IS WRITTEN IN AROUND MEDIUM DETAIL.

IF ANY OF THE FOLLOWING^ ABOVE BOTHER YOU PLEASE LEAVE NOW. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO READ-LOVE NAZ /OPIUMSTURN

I'm at a party with my boyfriend Chris and his brothers.

Everything was going good so far. My friends and I dancing and having drinks every now, and then. I spot Chris sitting down near by the bar, and i decide to walk up to him.

"Hey baby" i say in his ear so he can hear me over the music. "Hey sweetheart whats up?" He asks holding my waist from his lower position "Nothing, 'm just gonna go to the bathroom real quick i'll be back okay?" I tell him holding his arms that reach to me. He nods in approval as i walk upstairs to the bathroom to fix my makeup and hair.

"Hey." A man with dark brown hair who was wearing black jeans and a black leather jacket says to me holding my wrist. I try to move from his grip before he looks around and covers my mouth with his hand before moving me to a room near by. All my screams were muffled and no one could hear me and no one was around.

He throws me on the floor and no matter how loud i screamed no one could hear me. The music was loud nd wouldn't silence for a second. The man walks up to me on the ground picking me up by my wrist as i cry in fear. "LET GO OF ME!" I scream at him but all he does is slap my face. i took me a second to process what he had just done. My face was stinging as my sobs fell down my now red cheeks.

The man lifts me and starts to touch all on me in places that he shouldn't be. Telling me to shush, looking me up, and down biting his lip. All of it making me uncomfortable and wanting to scream but there was no use.

"I want you to take this off." He says moving his hands up and down my dress. I nod no shaking heavily from how scared i was. I didnt want to believe that i was about to get raped.

This was one of my biggest fears ever, I even would get Chris or someone to go with me everywhere even when i need to use the bathroom in public i ask Chris to walk me there or when i go to stores i ask someone to go with me in fears of this happening. Never did i expect it to happen in a place full of people like this. I start to ask myself why i didnt ask Chris to come with me.

I snap out of my thoughts once i see this man start to pull my dress down as i beg him to stop. "STOP, NO,NO STOP" I sob out causing my make up to go down my face. My dress was fully off of me and so were my heels im left in only my underwear as i use my hands to cover my exposed skin.

"Don't cover yourse-" "NO STOP LEAVE ME ALONE." I sob. Nothing worked. The man starts to unbuckle his belt and pants pulling them down to pool around his ankles. My eyes widen in shock as to what he was about to do me. He starts to kiss my neck and tried leaving hickeys but i kept moving around.

He constantly would hit me when i moved but i didnt want him on me after this or ever. He trailed down to my lower stomach pulling my panties down and kissing above my clit. I wanted to scream but nothing would come out.

The man moves me to my knees and pins my moving and shaking hands above me with his hands. He moves himself closer and closer to me making me come in contact with his dick. I move my head farther away from him trying to avoid it but it wouldnt work.

He lets go of my wrists and grabs my head moving me and sliding his dick to my lips. "Come on put those pretty lips to work hm?" The man says. All i could mumble was 'mm m' and nod no before he smacks my face causing my mouth to open from the pain and my crying. He takes this opportunity and slides his dick in side my mouth.

He started moving his hips but my smartest idea was to bite it. I bit down causing his to scream and pull out. "OW FUCK!" He yells. Instead of smacking me he punches me. Right after he picks me up and throws me on the bed and opens my legs slamming into me.

and all was left was my sobs and screams.

A few minutes had passed. The man pulls his pants back up and walks out the room shutting the door behind him leaving me fully naked on the bed. Im still crying my legs were shaking and i couldnt walk from how scared i was. I tried to get up from the bed but fell to my knees. I look around for my small purse on the ground.

I see the bag and grab it shakily unzipping it, and grabbing my phone. I could barely unlock it from how bad i was shaking but i managed to text chris considering it would he impossible for me to speak or for him to even hear me from the music.

My Baby💕

me-Chris pkease hejlp

My Baby- what? whats wrong y/n?

me-Come to the rroom uostaies niw plleassse.

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A few seconds later Chris walks in the room looking around til he sees me on the ground. "Y/N!?" He yells shutting the door behind him and runs to me worried. "Sweetheart what happened!?" He says trying to sound as calm as possible for me, But all i could do was fall in his arms and cry.

"C'mon baby talk to me please." He begs me. "I-W-was r-raped" i sobbed out. "BY WHO?" he asks angrily. "I-I- dont K-know" i cry. Chris picks me up from the floor and sits me on the bed collecting my clothes from the floor and dressing me back up again, and put his jacket over me. While doing so he had texted who i assumed was nick and matt since they shortly after walked in.

"What happened to her?" Nick and Matt ask. "i'll explain later matt start the car and we're leaving this fucking place." Chris says as nick and matt look at each other in fear and head away to what Chris said to do.

Chris picks me up bridal style following Where Matt and Nick went to go outside. Everyones eyes were on me, my face all stained with make up and tears.

Walking out the door Chris see's Their car right by the house and runs to the car putting me down on his lap as he sits down. Nick and Matt look scared for their lives looking at how bad in shape i was.

"Chris what happened to her?" Matt asks softly with a mix of concern in his voice. "Matt, she was raped okay.." Chris says almost whispering while rubbing my head. Every few minutes he would check on me to make sure im okay.

MINI TIME SKIP

We get to the house and chris almost leaps out of the car before it even comes to a complete stop taking me inside the house and into his room setting me on his bed.

"Princess i'm gonna need you to tell me where he touched you and what he did to you okay?" He says so sotfly as if his voice could break me. "He- uh- he had made me- suc-k it a-and he put it i-in me.." i say between sobs and sniffles. "I swear to god if i find out who he is i'll kill the motherfucker" He said with slight aggression in his tone.

"Okay baby i need to take this off, 'kay? Im gonna run you a bath sweetheart." He says tugging at the bottom of my dress. I nod yes for him to take it off as he slowly removes my clothing and my jewlery.

He picks me up same way he had earlier taking me to the bathroom sitting me on his sink counter turning on the water for the bath to fill up. "Warm water baby?" He says looking back at me. I nod yes picking at the skin of my nails.

Chris turns to me while the bath fills up holding me by the sides of my thigh looking at my face seeing my bruises now that we're in bright light. "Did he fucking hurt you.." Chris asks watching me nod yes. "Oh baby.." he says caressing my face with his thumb.

The bath had filled up by now. Chris picked me up and put me in the water checking on me making sure i was okay before walking to his room and check the drawer where i keep my make-up at his house grabbing the makeup wipes and walking back inside the bathroom.

" 'M gonna clean your make up off ma okay?" He says to me. I nod at him as he walks to the side edge of the bathtub taking a make-up wipe and wiping my face so lightly like i could break if he applied anymore pressure.

MINI TIMESKIP

About and hour went by and Chris had stayed by my side the whole time talking to me and reassuring me i would be okay and that we would get through this together.

I got out the bath and chris had helped dry me off and dressed me in panties and a hoodie before getting into bed and laying me on top of him. "Chris.. 'm s-sorry please dont leave" I whisper. "What baby? no dont be sorry! its not your fault Y/n I promise and i wont leave you ever." He says before we both fall asleep in each others arms.

𝖆/𝖓- This was alotttt!!! Sorry that this was delayed so much im sorry guys!

𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉!-

@lovesturni0l0s @caydennnnnnn @oliviasturniolo21 @bernardsbendystraws @chrissidepiece @babyalliah-777 @sturns333 @ksturniolo7 @satvisfavetoodles @nyktoxs-lover

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ex’s and tattoos | matt sturniolo

contents: cursing; fighting; (kinda) toxic relationship; oral (m receiving); fingering (f receiving); use of “y/n”; switch!matt

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notes: 400 million followers but been flopping these last weeks do you guys hate me or what??? lol jk, as usual thank you so much for the love and special thanks to my loyal readers (@thepubeburgler my girl!) i always keep an eye on you guys <3 sorry for not being as active here but now im in my break so every week new story! as usual not proofread so i apologize in advance for any mistakes, hope you enjoy this one!!!

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it had been two and a half weeks since matt and i broke up. for the third time.

i had no reason to be there other than respect for matts and i mutual friends. they knew, of course, we were no longer together - but that didn’t mean we could be at the same place, acting like civilized adults.

i rested my lower back against the countertop, quietly sipping the drink in my hand as i nodded to the ones that’d greet me.

i noticed him from miles away. the familiar laugh made my stomach flutter while i watched him from a distance, hoping he wouldn’t notice me there. i didn’t have the energy to fight him, nor work things out.

he, however, felt as my eyes pierced through his back and soon looked at me, blue eyes scanning my body before locking his orbs to my own.

“having fun?” matt asked, coming in my direction and mimicking my position.

“always a blast” i responded, not daring to move one bit.

“enjoying the guys checking you out?” he teased, trying to piss me off. “not one of them is gonna hit on you. they know you’re mine, y/n”.

“you must enjoy making my life way harder than it should be don’t you, matt?”

“it’s my favorite thing to do” he giggled, sincerely this time. i could tell the difference without even looking at him. “you know what else is hard? me”

“that’s not my problem. you should ask if some girl is willing to jack off this tiny dick of yours” i rolled my eyes, moving to face him.

“yeah? same dick that fucked you dumb… how many times?” matt whispered in my ear, leaning closer to my face. the warmth of his body made me feel safe again, the usual feeling of being around matt slowly taking over me. i had to get myself together before speaking up again, “i have no idea what you’re talking about”.

“now you don’t?” he leaned against the countertop once again, crossing his arms as he tilted his head. “i must have forgotten how stupid you are”

“i must be if im still talking to you”

“yeah y/n, keep on talking like this and we’re gonna have another problem other than fixing what happened” matt said, traveling his eyes through my body before landing back at his pants, bulge tenting under the jeans.

“oh, i couldn’t care less about this” i said, clearly referring to his cock when, in fact, i was dying to jerk him off right there.

“do you really wanna have this conversation now?” he misunderstood, thinking i was talking about whatever our relationship meant at this point.

“i never wanted to talked to you in the first place” my hands gave up on holding the plastic cup, putting it away before resting my palm on his shoulder. i trailed down his neck, stopping by the sweater strings and playing with them. “you’re the one who came here.”

“cant help it when you look this good, mamas” he confessed, breathing heavily as his chest gradually filled in more air.

“oh fuck you matthew” it was a low blow. i knew he was gonna try to get me back tonight, and i also knew i would give in anytime he asked me to.

“you’d love that wouldn’t you?” i had to walk away, leaving a giggling matt behind who soon took my cup and drank from it before going back to his friends.

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nothing was fun without him. i tried my best to have a good time and distract myself from the growing heat inside my panties, but knowing matt was around, checking every movement of mine was starting to drive my crazy. i told my friends i’d leave, thanked them for the invitation and quickly made my way to the bathroom to wash my hands and check my makeup and hair before calling an uber.

i heard three knocks on the door. “it’s open” i said allowing anyone to come in because i wasn’t really doing anything private. it slowly opened, revealing a smiling matt coming inside.

“before you say anything” he started. “check this out!” matt said, rolling the sleeves of his shirt up, sweater nowhere to be found. he had a new tattoo on his shoulder, showing a sunflower garden painted across his skin.

“it’s really pretty, matt” i smiled.

“it’s for you” i rolled my eyes and looked away, not believing any of his words before resting my back against the sink. “look at me” he called, and my body instantly reacted by doing what he told me to. we kept starring at each other for a few seconds, not really sure of what to say.

“can i kiss you?” matt finally asked, leaning over me and holding my face with both hands as i nodded frantically. he could do whatever he wanted with me.

his lips touched mine and my stomach dropped, as if it was the first time we’d kissed. i was incredibly sensitive to matt’s touch, my breath getting heavier as he deepened the kiss. one of his hands traveled down my body, stopping by my waist and holding it tightly while his thumb caressed my cheek.

matt licked my lower lip, silently asking if he could go further. i opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to slide in, the lewd sounds getting louder. i moved my hand to the back of his head, groping his hair strongly before pulling away in order to get some air back. “fuck, matt” i whispered, not being able to take my eyes of his swollen pout.

now i was the one who took control of the situation, pushing him against the wall of the tiny bathroom and and trailing kisses all the way down his neck, making sure i’d leave marks for him to see the next morning. matt whined as i positioned myself between his legs, letting him joint his hips forward. i could feel matt’s bulge rutting against me, hard cock begging to be touched.

“you… you look so good today” he breathed out, hands moving to my ass, bringing our bodies even closer, almost humping each other.

i was dripping wet.

as i kept on kissing him, my fingers quickly made their way to his waistband, receiving a gasp from matt. i smiled before palming him through his jeans, grabbing his cock and he responded by placing his hands on my breasts, massaging it over my clothes. i unintentionally let a moan escape when his thumb brushed over my nipples, matt’s eyes finally opening.

he placed his palm under my shirt, pressuring against my skin. i nodded once again, letting him remove my outfit and expose my underwear. “who’s that pretty lingerie for?” he asked before moving his lips to my shoulders, slowly making his way to my boobs.

“no one” i answered, fingers tangling in his brown locks. matt giggled, muffling against my skin. “good thing i’m the one taking it off” he said, quickly untying my bra and making my breasts fall over his face. matt licked my hardened nub, swirling his tongue around before sucking it. i whined as his index and thumb pinched my other nipple.

“i fucking- hate you!” i complained, pretending not to enjoy when he was rough. matt slapped the boob he was pinching before, free hand moving to my jaw and holding it tightly, making me look at him.

“already know that babe, but you love my fingers don’t you?” he teased and i slightly opened my mouth, letting him place his digits on my tongue. i wrapped my lips around them and started to suck hungrily, putting on a show for him. matt’s grin grew bigger, and so did the tent on his pants. poor thing, holding himself to not bend me over and fuck me without asking, knowing he’d be punished when doing something without permission.

“take this off for me hm?” matt whispered, already removing my shorts. i didn’t notice he had pulled my panties down as well, goosebumps taking over my body as i felt his fingers brush against my lower lips.

“open up” he said moving our bodies further, picking me up by my waist and making me sit on the sink’s counter, the cold material in contrast with my heat making me gasp.

i opened my legs and wrapped my arms around matt's neck, resting in each side of his shoulder as he kept running his fingers through my folds. his thumb soon met my swollen clit, circling over it before moving to my entrance. he teased me a bit, letting the tip of his digits rest in my wet hole. my shaky breathes turned to whimpers as he slid in, making me bite my own lips to cover my moans.

“you’re all tight” matt said as he pushed it inside, stretching my cunt. after three weeks without him, of course i was tight again. his fingers used to fit me so well, but now it felt like the first time again. the burning sensation of my walls clenching against matt's hand made me throw my head back, not being able to speak as he kept on rubbing my clit, trying to slid a second finger in.

“haven’t found anyone to fuck you as good as i do?” he asked, noticing my struggle. “tell me who fucks you the best?”

“you matt- fuck!” i whined while matt kissed my neck, finally pushing his index and filling me up completely.

“and you take me so well don’t you? how many fingers do i have to put in until you get used back to the size of my cock?” each word that came out his mouth made me throb, feeling my orgasm approaching when his fingers curled inside of me. i'd tell matt to shut up, but i wanted - i needed - him more than ever.

“wanna cum” i cried, loud moans taking over the the place “matthew babe, fuck, please”.

“when did i ever made you beg?” he giggled at my desperation, pounding deeper into me. “show me how much you missed me, princess... need to see you coming to me” he pleaded and soon my orgasm crashed down on me, making me arch my back and wrap his waist with my trembeling legs. i sinked my teeth in his exposed skin, trying to not make a sound as i leaked onto matt's fingers.

i opened my eyes as i came back to my senses, my forehead resting on matt's shoulder while he carressed my back. when he kissed the top of my head, i realized he was about to burst on his pants. he did me so good and i knew he missed me as well, so i quickly moved my hands to his belt and unzipped his jeans.

“oh- you’re taking care of me?” his eyes widened as we exchanged positions and i kneeled on the floor, not expecting to get any reward today.

i pulled his underwear down, finally freeing his aching cock. i wrapped my hand around his shaft, pumping him quickly and spreading his pre cum downards. matt groaned when i licked his tip, tilting his head back, “fuck y/n your mouth is so fucking g-good”.

my lips swalloed his tip, his dick twitching my hand as i lowered myself on his length “please, please don’t tease” he begged.

his left hand went to my hair, bobbing my head up and down, trying to fasten my pace.

“shit ma, i’m not gonna last long” matt whined, bucking his hips forward in order to get more friction as i lazily dragged my tongue through his cock. “gonna c-cum” he warned, not really trying to stop himself. his legs struggled to keep standing, heavy breathing turned to whimpers as he finally released, sticky spurt filling my mouth.

“why are you so good?” he asked jokingly, coming from his high. he pulled out after realizing i couldn’t speak while still blowing him off, giggling as i got up and nestled myself on his chest.

“here” he said, putting his hand under my chin. “you don’t have to swallow this” matt smiled, letting me spit his load on his palm. after doing so, i licked again, swallowing both his cum and my spit. “fuck, you’re so hot”.

i wasn’t sure what had just happened and what we would do afterwards. however, i giggled as i rolled my eyes, realizing i’d love him no matter how many times we’d break up.

“next thing i’m getting tattooed is your name” matt said, helping me put my bra and fix my hair.

“fuck, you’re not” i said in disbelief, giving him a peck on the lips before opening the door.

“you don’t get a saying on that, sweetheart” he answered, zipping his pants up and following me outside. “so, wanna a ride home?”

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[dira333]

dira my darling!

can i request a fluffy plotbunny with bakugo? something with casual dominance, bc i would love to have someone boss me around. like,, he says sit and im sat? Im very bossy/pushy overall so a bf that's casually dominant and who i dont have to think around or help lead like i do everything else would be a dream come true xD

thank you for being so kind as to share your amazing pieces with us!!!!

*Pretending I have the time to write by eating my lunch in front of the computer* It's called Multi-Tasking

Also, I've had a hard time with this prompt because it feels like it's skirting along the line of suggestiveness, or is that just me being weird?

Going back in time...

"Stay," a voice whispers as you get up, warm lips pressed against the shell of your ear. "I'll get your drink."

"If only you'd listen to someone else like that," your best friend scoffs the moment you're seated again.

"Hah?" You ask, hackles rising.

"You know exactly what I'm referring to," Mina scoffs yet again, staring you down. Or at least, she's trying.

Your best friend of almost twenty years might just be as bossy as you are, but that doesn't mean you bow to her whims. Like she'd do it for you...

"What are we talking about?" Kirishima leans in, propping his head on his girlfriend's shoulder.

"How my best friend in the world does not listen to me." Mina points one pointy nail at you. "Especially considering I'm the one planning her surprise party."

"Please," you scoff, "like it could have been a surprise. You could never keep a secret from me. I'm just taking care of it."

"Bakugo!" Mina calls for the kitchen where your fiancé went seconds ago to get you another drink. "Help me here! Your fiancée's still trying to weasel her way into planning her own surprise party."

"Like hell, I'm helping you," Bakugo scoffs, looking down his nose at her. "And if my Baby doesn't trust your taste, I fully trust hers." He leans down to kiss you, pressing the glass into your hands.

"But I'm getting the flowers tomorrow."

"But-" You try to intervene but one look from him has you silent.

"See!" Mina asks Kirishima, pointing at the two of you. "One look and she shuts up. It never works when I do it."

"Yeah, but it's Bakugo," Kirishima offers like it's all the explanation needed.

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"Do you ever listen to somebody?" Bakugo asks, raspy morning voice cutting through the Silence. You barely keep yourself from flinching, but the smirk on his lips tells you that he noticed. It seems he loves surprising you the most, mainly because you pride yourself in not getting surprised.

"I listen to a lot of people," you claim as you return to checking the Buffet table. You'd asked for Vegan Options and an egg-free dessert for the new secretary. Sweet-tooth, but highly allergic. It happens.

"You hear them," he says, "but you don't listen. Because I definitely heard Yukon tell you that he had the Buffet under control yet you're checking his work."

"And rightly so," you point out. "We're missing the egg-free dessert option."

"So?"

"So? I asked for it. He said he'd get it done. Do I have to do everything myself here? Apparently so."

"Sit down," he orders calmly, and you'd maybe wonder about his lack of temper had you not experienced him being like that around you for the last three years. Apparently, Bakugo turns into the chillest little prankster you could think of, but only around you. "I'll get it done."

You want to say something, but you decide against it. You've seen Bakugo deal with other stuff before, stuff that was definitely more important than getting an egg-free dessert for the new secretary. You know he can get this done.

"Fine," you huff, "But make it quick. I still need to go over the new recruits with you."

"Have I ever kept you waiting?" He asks as he turns away, leaving you flustered.

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"Maybe we should appoint her for Class President," Sato offers quietly, but not quietly enough. "She's managed to talk Mina down in less than five seconds and it doesn't look like she takes shit from anyone."

"The title of Class President is-"

A loud boom interrupts whatever Iida has tried to say. When the smoke clears, there's only a small force field keeping Bakugo from strangling Kaminari, who looks a lot less frightened than anyone in his position should be.

"Calm down, will you?" You ask, looking down at Bakugo from where you're standing. Keeping up the force field is taking its toll, but you'd rather puke than admit to it. Not in front of Bakugo at least. "Aren't you better than that?"

Surprisingly, that seems to work. He calms down quickly, leaning back in his chair with a scoff. "True." He says, but his blood-red eyes don't leave you. It feels like a Challenge. One you're not sure you'll win.

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🍃w e e k l y t a g w e d n e s d a y🍃

thank you to @energievie for writing the game this week and thanks for tagging me!! also thanks for tagging me for this and also for the pinterest game which im putting down below @lingy910y @gallapiech @suzy-queued @creepkinginc @thepupperino @blue-disco-lights @crossmydna @jrooc @heymacy @wehangout @mybrainismelted @xninetiestrendx @heymrspatel XOXOXO all of you 💖💖💖

Name: deanna

Age: noel-aged

Location: ooohiooo

And now...

What is your DJ name? i dunno, when i worked in college radio it was something about a fish... okay wait yes, lets go with DJ Fishy 🙃

If you were a genre of music, what would it be? whatever chappell roan's the rise and fall of a midwest princess is

What would you title your biography? Wellp

What are the first three things you'd do if you were invisible? i like this idea of sneaking onto expensive modes of transportation. i would do that assuming i had no where else to be and no responsibilities to see to 😆 and i would also rob rich people... and maybe i would go for walks int he middle of the night by myself and feel safe lol

What subject do you wish was taught in every school?  all the important money and personal finance basics that they used to teach but then stopped because it made it easier to prey on adults who didnt know how to manage their credit and debt or do their taxes correctly 😜

When was the last time you tried something for the first time and what was it?  uuhhh...the only thing i can think of right now is a lavender flavored matcha drink that was recommended a few months ago? ive gotten it again a few times (including today!) and its very good. im so happy i know what lavender tastes like now 😆

What is the most underrated city you have ever visited?  this is very hard...i dont even really know how to know how most cities are rated anyway?? i feel like all the cities ive been to and loved are pretty universally rated highly lol. uhhhhh...i dunno.. Heidelberg, Germany? Luxembourg City? one of those.

What day in your life would you like to relive? uuhh i dunno, im going with wedding day because i barely remember any of it, it was such a blur. i would be less responsible and have more fun 😅

If you could eliminate one thing from your daily routine, what would it be and why?  i really love sleeping and going to bed and falling asleep. but i hate waking up and i hate losing the time to unconsciousness. so if i could stay alive and not be tired and never sleep that would be so cool.

How long would you last in a zombie apocalypse?  i like to think i could last pretty long because i am a huge wimp and have great Nope It's Time To Go instincts. Also im good at climbing.

What would be the most surprising scientific discovery imaginable? uuhhh backwards time travel

If you could have any view out your office window, what would you choose? puget sound with the olympic mountain range in the distance

☀️pinterest tag game☀️

i was tagged to do this pinterest game where you search Fashion, Pantone, Mood, and Food and post the first pin from each of the search results. gotta be honest buddies i dont really use pinterest very often and when i do its for random photo references sooooo...

x x x x

i do not know what is happening with that outfit. that is not really a color i would pick but its fine? the mood is pretty but looks kind of melancholy. that last photo though??? oh my god let me climb into there i wanna sit in the cozy rustic kitchen and eat pastries pleaaaaassseeeee!!!!!!

and now to tag in more folks to play either or both of these games!! 💖💖 @michellemisfit @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @the-rat-wins @lee-ow @mmmichyyy @iansw0rld @transmickey @burninface @loftec @metalheadmickey @gallawitchxx @gardenerian @vintagelacerosette @palepinkgoat @sam-loves-seb @samantitheos @sleepyfacetoughguy @sickness-health-all-that-shit @sleepyheadgallavich @rereadanon @mikhailoisbaby @mickeysgaymom @themarchg1rl @callivich @softmick @captainjowl @howlinchickhowl @spookygingerr @spoonfulstar @steorie @whatwouldmickeydo @burninface

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Windbreaker Official Q&A !

Part1 › Part2 › Part3

There will be a part3 within the next 3-5 weeks! My estimate is that we’ll get answers from Kaji and Tsugeura first after this? Hopefully Tsubaki soon as well!♡

Official Q&A hosted here!

1.) What would you spend 500 yen on?

Umemiya: “I think I’ll restock on candy!”

Kiryu: “My eyes are tired from playing games too much, so I think I'll buy a hot eye mask~.”

Choji: “I’d buy lots of sweets!”

Togame: “Maybe I should put it in my piggy bank.” (I was definitely expecting him to say a bottle of ramune lol)

Sako: “Save it for school food.”

2.) If you were to travel in Japan, where would you like to go?

Umemiya: “I want to go to all the places I’ve never been before!”

Kiryu: “Shima Spain Village. That’s where I’d want to go~.”

Choji: “Mount Fuji! Climb the highest mountain!”

Togame: “I’d like to visit somewhere famous for their hot springs.”

Sako: “I went on a tour in Kyoto.”

3.) What is your favorite seasoning?

Umemiya: “I prefer sauce with my fried eggs!” (what sauce though…?)

Kiryu: “I love the refined taste of wasanbon~.”

Choji: “Ketchup! Because it’s sweet and salty!”

Togame: “Vinegar and pepper. That’s how I like to eat my gyoza.”

Sako: “Sugar.”

4.) What do you think about before going to sleep?

Umemiya: “I’m a little worried about the fields, so I’m thinking about tomorrow’s weather!”

Kiryu: “I’m playing games until I crash, so I don’t know.” (Me too friend—)

Choji: “Huh? Thinking? Im asleep, so I wouldn’t know!”

Togame: “You can go to bed early if you count numbers, right?”

Sako: “It's different every day, but yesterday I imagined myself with various hair colors.”

5.) What would you eat for your last supper?

Umemiya: “Omlette rice made by Kotoha!”

Kiryu: “I guess I’d have my favorite, cup ramen.”

Choji: “I want to eat a whole bunch of sweets!”

Togame: “I’d like to try Fukarire~.” (…Shark fin. Bro doesn’t want to save the sharks—)

Sako: “I want to eat a whole cake from my favorite store.”

6.) What happened recently that made you happy?

Umemiya: “The seedlings that were taking so long to sprout have finally sprouted!”

Kiryu: “Probably when I got the SSR character I wanted.” (I’m also a huge sucker for gacha games, does fire emblem heroes count?)

Choji: “I picked up 100yen!”

Togame: “I found a place that sells new bottled ramune. They don’t sell often though.”

Sako: “A canker sore finally healed.”

7.) What would you do if a stranger of the opposite sex asked for your contact information?

Umemiya: “Okay! Then we're friends as of today!”

Kiryu: “Here it is, contact me anytime.”

Choji: “Sure, that’s fine! Here it is! By the way, who are you?”

Togame: “Eh? What are you going to do when you hear it? It's fine, just don't use it for bad things.”

Sako: “It, it’s alright…” (politely declining.)

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[betasquads]

FRIENDSHIP IN JEOPARDY, Niko Omilana

chapter l

Summary: You and Niko have been close friends for years ever since the moment you had met him in a collaboration, sharing countless memories and laughter. It was until someone's jealousy grows, making it harder to hide their true feelings. This shift creates tension, leaving one of them unsure whether to confess or risk damaging their friendship.

Warnings: —

A/N: Jst so you know my babes first 1-3 chapters ARE going to be very boring, nothing interesting since I'm trying my best for this to be a slowburn (promise that this is just a filler chapter and it'll get better, love everyone of you 😘)

The morning sunlight filters through the curtains, gently coaxing me awake from a restful slumber.

As consciousness slowly seeps into my weary mind, the soft vibration of my phone on the bedside table punctuates the tranquility of the room. I groan, jolting awake, disturbed by a sudden noise echoing through the quiet room.

With a groggy hand, I reach for the device, the screen illuminating with Niko's name plastered across it in bold letters, followed by 5 other missed calls.

I roll my eyes despite the lazy smile forming on my face. Everytime, at this time of the day, Niko had to call. It was comforting to say the least. It never failed to bring a smile to my lips.

I quickly press the answer button as Niko's name flashed on the screen.

"I thought you wouldn't pick up like yesterday." his voice echoes through the receiver, warm and familiar. "You up yet?"

I chuckle softly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I prop myself up against the pillows. "What do you think? It's7 in the morning Niko." I reply, my voice still thick, clearly sending him a message that I had just woken up from his phone call. "What's up?"

"They're setting up a gathering for youtubers. Its like some party. Sharky told me about it. You in?" He questions.

I tilt my head, trying to comprehend the sentence that had just came out of his mouth. After a quiet one minute, I let out a sigh in acknowledgement. "Well, I guess I'll have to put up with your terrible jokes all night since im coming. I'll also bring my best friend." I tease, replying with no hesitation. It wouldn't be a day if meeting up with them doesn't happen.

My heart never fails to skip a beat at the prospect of spending the evening with our closest friends, the anticipation of laughter and camaraderie weaving its way through my veins.

Ever since I had met Niko and the beta squad in a collaboration, Niko and I have formed an inseparable bond. He's the first person I've gotten comfortable with.

"Hey, watch it, you schmuck," He retorts with mock indignation. "You're just jealous because my jokes are legendary. And don't lie to yourself. I'm probably your only friend."

I look at my phone in confusion and disgust, "Uh, excuse me?! Never. My jokes are way better than yours. Even Chunkz said it himself."

"And second, I'm talking about Adeline. Shes been dying to meet each one of you." I add, my eyes now fully open.

There was a bit of silence in the other end of the line, before hearing an annoyed sigh. "Well guess what?"

I roll my eyes, playing with ends of my hair. "What?"

"He lied to you."

"No he didn't. Look, Nikolas, if you're jealous," I shrug, "Just say it."

"You want me to say Wallahi? Wallahi he said that." I could hear the smile in his voice, like he had won the argument.

With a laugh, I playfully declare, "That's it, I'm closing the call on you."

"Oh noo. You just ended my life with that sentence. God. I'm devastated. Truly heartbroken." He says in sarcasm, and I could imagine the way his face had switched from normal to mockery.

"You should be. You know why?" I say with suspense, waiting for him to reply.

"Why?" He replies finally after what seemed like a while in a bored tone.

"Because..." I say with enthusiasm whilst trailing off, trying to come out with something.

I tap the end button with a dramatic flourish. The line goes silent, but the echoes of our laughter linger in the air, a testament to the bond we share.

As I set the phone aside and let myself be enveloped by the warmth of the morning sun, I can't help but smile at the thought of Niko and our endless back-and-forth banter. Despite his penchant for teasing, there's no one else I'd rather spend my days with, laughing until our sides ache and our hearts overflow with joy.

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As I entered the bustling YouTubers party, my eyes scanned the crowded room in search of familiar faces. It didn't take long to spot Niko and the rest across the room, his signature grin lighting up his face as he waved me over.

"y/n!" He calls out, weaving through the sea of people to reach to me. "You made it!"

I flashed him a mischievous grin, my eyes twinkling with amusement. "Of course I did! Can't let you have all the fun without me, now can I?"

We fell into our usual banter, trading playful jabs and teasing each other relentlessly. Niko's quick wit kept me on my toes, his jokes leaving me in stitches as we caught up on each other's lives.

But just as I was about to deliver a particularly witty comeback, my gaze drifted to the doorway, and my breath caught in my throat. Agent stood there, looking effortlessly handsome and completely captivating.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, the sight of him leaving me momentarily speechless. It was the first time I had seen him in person, and I was utterly mesmerized.

"Niko," I whisper, unable to tear my gaze away from Agent's figure. "Look, it's Agent."

Niko followed my line of sight and let out an exaggerated groan, his expression one of mock disgust. "Ew, not him, please."

I shot him a playful glare, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Stop it, Niko. Don't be mean. He's.. He's attractive." I hesitate as I spoke.

"Don't tell me you're actually thinking about it?" He's holding his laugh as he says this particular sentence.

I shrug, "I just got out of a relationship. Why shouldn't I?"

He chuckles, a huge grin forming on his face as he shook his head. "You and Agent... It doesn't make sense. He's too.. I wouldn't know how to explain it. It just wouldn't work out. But hey, I'll understand if it's Sharky or Kenny." He nudges my shoulder, slightly going lower towards my ears so I could hear him from the loud music.

I nod in understanding, but a disgusted groan isnt failed to escape my lips at the thought, "Never in a million years. They're like family."

I frown, feeling a knot tighten in my chest as Niko's words echoed in my mind. His insistence that it wouldn't work between us felt like a harsh confirmation of my deepest insecurities. I couldn't shake off the doubt gnawing at me, whispering that maybe he was right, and I wasn't good enough for them.

Niko was my best friend, and I trusted his judgment, but it stung to think that my feelings and hopes were being dismissed so easily.

Standing next to Niko at the party, an uncomfortable silence stretched between us. My mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts, each more unsettling than the last.

The awkwardness was palpable, and I felt trapped in my own overthinking. Just when the tension seemed unbearable, my best friend arrived, her presence a welcome distraction.

"Adeline! I missed you!" A grin forms on my face as she hugs me, and I feel her chuckle vibrating against my body.

"Niko this is Adeline, Adeline this is Niko." I quickly introduced her to Niko.

She takes her eyes off of me and looks at Niko with an all knowing look, and I slightly smirk to myself.

"So this is the Niko you've been talking about?" She says with a smile, her eyes not being taken off of Niko. I give a knowing smile to Niko, my heart screaming with happiness.

I could sense a flustered Niko coming as he looks away from her nervously and looks at me. "Who wouldn't talk about me?" He tries to play it off by making a joke, but I squint my eyes at him, clearly aware what his intentions were.

As they started talking, I saw a spark of interest between them and seized the moment to set them up. The awkwardness began to dissipate, replaced by a glimmer of hope that maybe this would work out for the both of them like just I had hoped to.

Leaving Niko and my best friend with a huge smile, genuinely happy for both of them, I decided to head to the open bar.

The music pulsed around me, vibrating through my bones and mingling with the hum of conversation. I stood by the punch bowl, idly stirring my drink.

As I sat down, the buzz of the party felt distant, and I allowed myself a moment to breathe. Just then, my heart skipped a beat as Agent, the one I'd secretly had eyes for, approached me.

My pulse quickened, and the air around us seemed to crackle with a new energy. For a moment, all my worries faded, replaced by the exhilarating possibility that maybe, just maybe, things could take a surprising turn tonight.

He was taller upclose, with a confident smile and an easy grace.

"Hey, you're y/n, right?" Agent asks, his smile widening.

I nodded, a bit taken aback that he knew my name. "Yeah, that's me."

"I've seen you around. You and Niko are pretty close, aren't you?" he asks, his tone friendly and engaging.

"Yeah, he's my best friend," I reply, relaxing a little. "He's the one who dragged me here tonight."

He laughed, a warm, genuine sound. "I'm glad he did. It's nice to finally get a chance to talk to you."

I felt a flutter in my stomach, surprised by how interested he seemed. We chatted for a while, and I found myself enjoying his company more than I expected. He was funny, charming, and genuinely seemed interested in what I had to say.

But then, as the conversation flowed naturally, he leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. "You know, y/n, there's something I wanted to ask you."

I tilted my head, curious. "What is it?"

"Well," he began, a hint of hesitation in his voice, "I'm really interested in Adeline. I was hoping you might be able to put in a good word for me."

The words hit me like a cold splash of water. My smile faltered, and I took a step back. "Oh," I managed, feeling a flush of embarrassment and disappointment.

After what seemed like a while, a laugh escapes my lips to hide how embarrassed I had felt, "Yeah, yeah. Totally. I mean. You and Adeline...Perfect match."

He must have noticed the change in my expression because he quickly added, "I didn't mean to lead you on or anything. I just thought you'd have a good sense of who she likes and if I'd have a chance with her."

I force a smile, trying to hide how crestfallen I felt. "Sure, I can do that," I say with a tight smile, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears.

"Thanks, y/n. I really appreciate it," He says, his relief palpable. "You're a great friend."

As he walked away, I felt a mixture of emotions swirling inside me. I mockingly mutter the last sentence that he had said, frustratedly looking around. I had been flattered by his attention, only to realize it was never truly for me. Just like what had Niko said.

"This tall headed giraffe is always right," I mutter under my breath.

I look over to Niko was still pretty stuck on Adeline, happy for them but still annoyed that every guy had to go for her.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to brush it off. I wasn't going to let this ruin my night. "Great..This is fucking great."

I turned to the bartender, who was busy mixing drinks with practiced ease. "Can I get a vodka tonic?" I ask, trying to sound more enthusiastic than I felt.

He nods and quickly prepared my drink. I took it, savoring the initial burn as I downed half of it in one go. It helped dull the edges of my unease, so I ordered another. Then another.

With each drink, the world around me seemed to blur a little more. The colors became brighter, the music louder, and the faces less distinct.

I lost track of how many drinks I had consumed, each one blending into the next. The bartender’s cautious glances in my direction became more frequent, but he kept serving me without comment.

At some point, I stumbled away from the bar, clutching my latest drink like a lifeline. I wandered through the crowded room, feeling a mix of exhilaration and disorientation. The alcohol buzzed in my veins, making me feel invincible yet unsteady.

The music seemed to get louder as the night went on, and I found myself refilling my glass more often than I probably should have. The lights swirled, and the room felt like it was tilting slightly.

I needed a break. I needed to find the bathroom. Navigating through the throng of people, I stumbled a bit, steadying myself against the wall. Everything felt a little blurry. As I rounded a corner, I bumped into someone and nearly lost my balance.

"y/n. You okay?" A familiar voice asked with a hint of concern, catching my arm to steady me. I looked up to see Niko, his concerned eyes locking onto mine.

"Oh god– you truly have lost yourself." He chuckles to himself, observing my state.

"Niko!" I exclaim, a bit too loudly. "Fancy meeting you here. Aren't you supposed to be with Adeline?"

He raised an eyebrow, ignoring the last comment. "You seem a bit– stressed. Are you alright?"

I waved him off with what I hoped was a convincing smile. "Parties can be overwhelming. You're supposed to know that! You know i hate parties."

He studies me for a moment, clearly not buying it. "If you say so. How about you? How’s everything? Did you talk to Agent?"

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my smile steady. "Good, good. He just asked me about Adeline. Typical."

He raises his eyebrows, trying to contain a laughter.

I nodded, "Between you and me, I would rather see you and Adeline. Not looking too good for Agent." I say with a soft laugh, genuinely happy for him but feeling a twinge of envy that had nothing to do with Adeline herself.

It was more about what they had, something I seemed to keep missing out on. "You think?" He raises his eyebrows at me.

"Oh, I know so." I say with confidence, his smile warm and genuine as I spoke.

I take another sip of my drink, trying to ignore the slight dizziness. "I think I’m going to head back to my apartment. This party is a bit much for me right now. Or you could have a drink with me and tell me the details about you know who." My eyes shift towards Adeline who was across the room talking with a stranger.

Niko’s expression shifted to one of concern. "I don't... I don't drink. Are you sure you’re okay? You seem pretty drunk."

I waved my hand dismissively, though I knew he was right. "I'll be fine. I just need some air and a bit of quiet."

"Let me walk you home," he said firmly, not giving me a chance to argue. "I don't think it’s a good idea for you to go alone."

"But–"

"Shut it."

"Adeline–"

"You really think I'll stay for her rather than you?" He scoffs, a bit of joking in his tone. "Never in a million years. Don't argue with me." He says like he was a bit pissed that I even thought about her.

"And what about after the million years?" I raise my eyebrows, a smile appearing on my face. I snort when I see his annoyed expression and the way he glared at me, trying to contain a laugh as i thought about saying another thing, but he shot a warning look before I could say what I had wanted to say.

"Fine, fine." I spoke with a sigh, grateful for his concern despite my initial reluctance. "Alright, Niko. Thanks."

As we walked out into the cool night air, I felt a little steadier with him by my side. Niko chatted lightly, trying to keep the mood up, and I appreciated his effort.

"And then....Adeline and I kissed. And you know? I couldn't believe it. It's like my soul had left for a moment." He spoke with excitement and I laugh drunkly at his excitement.

Even though I felt a bit envious of how easily it was for him to just build a quick relationship with Adeline, I was grateful to have a friend like him who would look out for me no matter what.

Maybe my turn would come someday. For now, I was okay with knowing I had people who cared about me, and that was enough.

[allthegothihopgirls]

the world if my different medical specialists knew how to coherently communicate with each other

[skunkes]

reposting some old doodles i still enjoy a bit

[acanthemp3]

sorry for disappearing from tumblr for 3 months without saying anything but im back now :> hiiiiiii :> ill ramble a bit abt why i was gone in the tags. anyway yay hi guys :> good evening :> hows everyone doing :>

[puppyeared]

if escape rooms as team building exercises became popular im not sure if id be more excited or terrified

[alsojnpie]

hey. um. i love him

[ciderjacks]

Zionists love to be like well Jewish people are indigenous to Israel! Like LOL u colonial weirdos have no idea what being native means do u. It doesn’t mean “my far back ancestors were at one point originally from here”, it means a place is you and your peoples home. the logic of “indigenous identity” zionists have would also mean then that Cajuns are indigenous to Canada. Natives were (probably) not the first people to be in the Americas, migration happens all the time and used to happen freely a lot more! We also probably came from somewhere else and ended up in the Americas. We don’t have some fucking magical ethnic connection to the land, we just lived here for millennia and over time developed our own cultures and traditions and tribes and communities and homes. That’s it. The only reason Native identity has all this mysticism around it, is because at some point white settlers came, decided they were owed the land, decided they didn’t want us there, and killed us.

Notice that if I take that paragraph and make it about Palestinians it’ll still make sense, but if I make that about “israeli” settlers, it won’t? Yeah. Stop co-opting our movements.

[elliesbelle]

NOW I HEAR YOUR VOICE EVERYTIME THAT I THINK I’M NOT ENOUGH

[writhe]