#madt

[enchanted-moura]

D12's "My Band" was my first exposure to male hateration and holleration lol

[cyberdragoninfinity]

they are besties and they’re getting tangled in my bag like two pairs of earbuds btw

[virtual-hug]

rewatching the decharts play the quarry and like. it's such a beautiful looking game . why is everyone not obsessed with this game

[britishhiphop]

Shemsta - Madting [Audio]

Shemsta‘s new single is out now. Madting is a grimey, homegrown authentic rap straight from London with a refreshing original sound. Shemsta https://www.instagram.com/shemsta_ https://www.facebook.com/shemstaa/

[alien-girl-21]

I FOUND OUT THROUGH A TIKTOK?????

[wordy-little-witch]

For the party game prompt would it be possible for SanUso (Sanji and Usopp) with a game of 2 truths and a lie?

Sure thing!!!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡

Sitting together under the moonlight on the deck was an odd way of spending am anniversary, but it was what they had - and more than that, it was what they wanted.

Two years apart had been hellish on their nerves, especially so soon after they'd both finally become open to confessing their shared affections. The words were never said outright, sentiments always sent and received but never declared. It was complicated and hard, arduous and agonizing, but it was theirs in the way all things were, will be, could be. And that was perfect.

So now Sanji poured another glass of fruity wine into Usopp's cup as the other giggled himself dizzy as he tried to splutter out his two truths and singular lie.

The cook waited patiently, holding in his own laughter before he replied quickly with a "last one - you're pansexual, not bisexual."

"Ugh! Rude." The sharpshooter gave him a playful shove before snuggling back into the half shared embrace. "You can always tell," he sighed.

"You scrunch your nose a little when you're being honest."

"What?"

He hummed, reaching our to drag his finger from the space between Usopp's brow to the bridge of his nose. "The skin here tightens. It's soft, so usually it only moves a little bit, but when it does, I want to kiss it. Sometimes," he breathed softly, thumb swiping along the other's upper lip, "this will curl a little bit. Nothing noticeable, honestly. I only saw because of how much I stare. But your smile curves just the slightest bit. Becomes more devious."

"Devious? When I tell the truth?" Usopp's hand cupped a stubble coated jaw tenderly, calloused fingers brushing pale skin.

Sanji nuzled into the touch. "Truth can be the most deadly thing, my dear."

Usopp chuckled. "Mm. Yeah. 'S your turn, blondie."

Sanji moved his hand, took Usopp's in his own, a kiss falling to the darker man's knuckles. "I love you," Sanji whispered, voice soft despite the sudden echoing silence. "I will always love you." He looked up, meeting the other's dark eyes, stars reflected in them and glittering with light and tears both. "And I deserve you."

It was frozen for a moment, both still. Then Usopp was lunging, tackling the other down, impromptu picnic forgotten as the marksman straddled the cook and stole his breath with his own lips. Hands grasped, clinging, tight, loving, but chaste - not consumed but desperate for validation. The world bled away in swirls of color, lost under the movement of lips and press of palms.

When the finally drew back, Usopp huffed, fishing his hand in the collar of the other's shirt. "It's two truth and one lie," he panted softly, shaking his head before pressing their foreheads together. "Not three truths."

Sanji hiccupped, hand moving to tangle in inky coils, pulling the other closer. Usopp fell into his body once more, glaring half heartedly.

"You deserve it," he declared, firm but soft, unyielding but gentle. "Happiness, freedom, whatever the hell you want. You deserve the world Sanji. And I want to fight in that world with you."

"I love you."

"I love you too, dumby."

Kisses were shared again, pecks, chadte, deep, sensual, until time was lost and their breaths were ragged. When finally they drew apart, Sanji pushed himself up, Usopp perching comfortably in his lap. They smiled, warm, loving, happy, comfortable.

A hand drifted to the side, searching and paused.

Sanji turned to look, wine bottle that should be next to them now gone. He glanced to Usopp. The marksman had turned as well, leaning to see if it had been knocked over. It was gone, all other things remaining perfect and pristine despite their mild tumble. Blue eyes blinked in confusion.

Usopp glanced up, narrowing his eyes.

A form on the madt seemed to freeze and then climb quicker.

Sanji scowled at the other man, steel and green fire soaking his energy. Usopp began to cackle even as Sanji lunged up, setting him down with deceptive gentleness, a scream for the marimo in question already falling from kiss-bruised lips.

Usopp watched the cook - his Sanji - chase the swordsman up the crowsnest.

Ah, no such thing as a dull day or night around here.

He loved this ship.

[minitelsoleil]

Is it problematic that I found it hot when Rick was talking to michonne crazy? She was big madt and showed him exactly who he was talking to.

[i-prefer-west-side]

EAVESDROPPING Post-2x18 AU

She doesn't mean to overhear.

She wasn't eavesdropping or snooping, not technically. Not at first. She was simply returning his t-shirt, the red one he let her wear as pajamas when she stayed with him for the past few nights.

She didn't realize his shirt had been part of her laundry pile until she was folding it, and she was just ducking into his bedroom to drop it on his bed.

Quickly, while he was in the shower.

In hindsight, of course, she realizes that she could have waited until he was out, or left it on top of the dryer, or literally anything else. That way, she wouldn't have heard what she did, or given into her curiosity and risked a peek.

She also wouldn't have been treated to a sight that will play into her fantasies for a long time.

Her initial thought when she heard him moan her name was that he might be hurt. He could have fallen, she thought, and simply called out for her with hopes that she'd hear him. So really, she was coming to his hypothetical rescue.

The groan that followed, though, along with a few other expletives...

Well, someone was coming, all right.

And she just happened to see it happen.

How the hell is she supposed to not jump his bones now that she knows what he sounds like moaning her name?

She managed to leave before he caught her, and she's back in her room now - the guest room, she reminds herself - trying to ignore the throbbing between her legs and image in her mind.

No wonder the ladies at the MADT auction last year called him the white Whale, she thinks. She doesn't blame them; she also wouldn't mind experiencing his Moby Dick.

"Down, girl," she mutters to herself, zipping her duffel bag shut and making a mental note to stop by a store and replace her vibrator after she leaves.

It isn't until she's in her new, temporary apartment for the night that she realizes she still has his t-shirt.

Well...

It's hers now.

[tomhollandnet]

tuwaine: Can’t even describe what this weekend was like. A true blessing. Thank you T, for always bringing me along the journey of a madting. I love you boys 4L 🖤

[loveistheonlytruth]

thanks for tagging me @judelaws-hairline 💕here r my 5 songs on repeat;

weeee i tag @cupuasu @wewwo @perfectbeautifulwoman @kalyug @himboesque nd whoever wanna do it 🫶🏽🌷

[naughtynanzhu]

heres the thing my entire irl personality is centered around tee shirts rodkdkdnf and i pretty much wore wizard of barge exclusively BUT I've lost enough weight that a lot don't fit anymore but they're also old enough they're not for sale anymore and his newer stuff is Lame bc it's turning into nerd shit and I literally cannot find another site/brand/whatever that I vibe with and I'm Madt.... that being said if you own a size large Satanic Show Horse shirt from teen hearts in black.... please let me buy it from you I've been hoping they'd restock but my life is hell and I must be from Detroit cuz I can't have shit

[ballplayersxo]

I ain’t even madt jalen hurts got his girl pregnant. When I heard the news a few days ago I was like “GET IT LIL MAMA”. Look, she been riding and dying since he stepped on that college campus. Miss Burrows has sacrificed a lot in her life by her own will and a lot of times at his request.She’s been doing everything she could to be his perfect girl including not posting on Instagram (only personal friends). His family even likes her.

Yet, no nuptial questions have been popped. Not even a promise ring (or a Super Bowl ring hehehe). He can be a diva and she deals with him.

So, yeah. There ain’t no way Miss Mamas is leaving that relationship without a little something. Could have been money, stocks, etc. she chose the ultimate money hack and had his child.

It’s also his own fault because they haven’t conceived this entire time meaning someone (Burrows) was being persistent with the contraceptives. I’m sure when she stopped he didn’t take the extra measures to wrap it up and now here we are folks!🫶🏻

jalen hurts boo said i’m leaving here with something 😭

[laughing-hound]

Who’s still here?

I’ve been really missing MadT lately. 

[jistagrams]

Speak du g of txt. I wanna make a slut for Soobin :( Soobin breakin rot is rial anyways like Soobin as a mean assnbbf but only comes over when he wants to fuck or when ur madt at him he fucks it out of u … anyways

[chadwickswidowspeak]

LMFAOOOOOO

Not these fair weather shuri x namor shippers already getting MADT. If you ship it baby ship it, I'm just calling it like I see it and always will. Shuri should not be minimized BY ANYONE. As one of the only Shuri defenders prior to yall just seeing BP2 and hopping on a bandwagon, I'm gonna always defend her. If you love Shuri and Love NamorxShuri wonderfuckingful but I see people already ignoring all her contributions to the film as ITS LEAD. I really don't give a damn about yall feelings.

[28dayslater]

Cinema cranked up to deafening volume and that’s just the “fam I just bought a Pepsi max that’s a madting” adverts, movie itself might blow my eardrums out